Fulfilling Her Needs Part 2:

She dropped down the final bag outside of the front door with a groan, fumbling for her new house keys.

“I’ve got it,” a familiar voice said behind her.

She turned to see Jake just behind her, keys at the ready. She stepped to the side.

“Thanks,” She said.

“Hey, no worries,” He said.

“Could you do me a favour? Would you carry my bag upstairs? It’s the last one and I’m so tired…” She gave him big puppy-dog eyes. He flushed.

“Um. Sure.”

He frowned slightly when he realised how light the bag was, but glanced at her slight frame and shrugged. She followed him up the stairs hiding her grin as best she could, getting to eye up his ass because of her little ploy. As they got onto the landing, Will stuck his head around the door. He must have gotten back whilst she was on her last trip. He followed them both into her room. It was still mostly bare, except for a pile of her stuff and where she’d made her bed.

Behind the Mask, Chapter 16 [fm] [Incest] [Cousin/Cousin]

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“You know what’s weird? Parents get to name their kids.”

“…Yeah, and?”

“I’m just saying. A person isn’t who they’re gonna be until many years later. Sometimes they even change who they are through the course of their life. But through all that, you still call them the same thing. We don’t do that for caterpillars and butterflies.”

“Jesus Christ…”

“Caterpillar. Butterfly. Two separate names for… essentially the same creature, but it’s changed. But people change too. You can never tell what they’ll turn into just from when they’re born. The parents don’t know who this baby is gonna be. Even the baby doesn’t know who it’s gonna be. But they slap a name on it anyway, and y’know, forever now.”

“Drew, it’s just a fucking name. What something’s called doesn’t define what it is.”

“Then that defeats the whole purpose of names, maybe even language. The whole point of language is communication. If we don’t all use the same words for things, kinda useless, isn’t it.”

“Kids need a name that early because they need something to formulate a sense of self around. Otherwise they just grow up with no identity. Might as well be referred to by number.”

[M4F] a reunion after a 6 year disappearance

Her son had finally fallen asleep. I been aching for the chance to see the woman I thought about and have been mesmerized for years naked. We run to the shower and I’m absolutely floored by her body. Her perfectly shaped ass, nice D cup tits firm and perky. My hands couldn’t leave her alone.

The way the water washed over her body, I just pushed her up against the wall and kissed her intimately. My finger rushed inside of her, she moaned from my touch. I had for years dreamt of her being mine. Now here I was, her hand stroking my cock while my finger played inside of her. My lips for the first time would not leave hers.

The water was stinging our bodies. She gave up on my cock and wrapped her arms around my body. Her quiet moans made me work harder and faster inside of her. Her lips found mine as she released herself to my touch.

Quick sleepy sex (F/M)

I lay there, soundly asleep in bed.

I wake a bit at the feeling of your erect cock pressing against my panties. The sensation alone makes me wet in an instant. My heart begins to beat like crazy in my chest.

I lay completely still, waiting in anticipation as the adrenaline pumps through my veins.

Your fingers push my panties aside, caressing my smooth lips. A soft moan escapes me.

You don’t lose any time and press the head of your cock against my wet opening. I feel the weight of your body on top of me as you sink in deeper.

A hand slips in between the mattress and my breast, feeling my hard nipple press against the palm of your hand.

Your heavy breath in my neck as you pump into me. I can’t move, I’m completely at your mercy.

You sound animal like, full of hunger and lust as you thrust deep and hard.

Grabbing my hips, digging your fingers into my flesh. I can’t help but moan and beg you to fuck me harder.

With hard strokes and the sounds I love so much, you relief yourself deep inside of me.

Warm and Cozy Night with My [22F] Partner [22M]

As we watch some show, I sit up and lean forward. He notices my alert position and teases me about not being able to relax while we play wrestle.

“Are you thinking about this?” he asks, sliding his hand under my sweatshirt. His fingers skim over my skin, until they rub against my nipple, already hardening in anticipation.

Originally, I was just invested in the show, but now my attention is shifted. I lean my head forward, putting my forehead to the back of the couch while I straddle his lap. His hand is fully cupping my breast now, gently massaging.

“Yeah? Is this what you want?” he coos, his other hand reaching up to pet my head.

“Uh-huh,” I mumble into his neck, my lips pressed to the skin. I slowly rub my lips against him before letting my tongue slip out. I trace little circles on his skin, eliciting a groan from my partner.

Both of his hands are now on my breasts, his thumbs circling my perked nipples, occasionally flicking them. I can’t take it anymore, and let out a moan. I place my hands on his shoulders and slowly kiss my way up to his ear. I know how sensitive his ears are, and how he loves it when I play with them.

Katie and Mark – Part I – The Tutor [F/M] [Cheating]

This is a story that I was commissioned to write. If you’re looking to commission something like this, don’t hesitate to DM me!
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Whoever saw Katie and Mark could testify that they were not only adorable as a couple, but also really great people to hang out with. They had started dating at the end of high school and luckily, had managed to end up in the same university. Different careers, different schedules but always making time for each other.

Mark was a very chill guy, he liked to spend his free time with his girlfriend and maybe play video games when she wasn’t with him. He didn’t ask much of her except for total honesty and faithfulness. As for Katie who was more of a social butterfly, she was happy to keep her boyfriend happy as long as he also agreed to take her to parties and have a nice time together. Overall, they had always been able to meet each other halfway.

As they walked to class that Wednesday morning, holding hands through the campus, Katie told Mark about how worried she was about failing her Linguistics class.

Dog Show [F/M] [Fdom] [Pet Play] [Exhibitionism] [Foot Worship] [Examined] [Prostate Milking]

This is my second erotica. I hope you enjoy any advice and feedback would be greatly appreciated!

“Wakey wakey, Cupcake.” Mistress gently shook me, arousing me from my slumber from the foot of her bed. With tired eyes I got up on all fours, my bone shaped tag connected to my collar rattled softly. On it my name “Cupcake” was engraved on it. I looked at my mistress in the eye and gave her a groggy smile.

Rubbing under my chin she spoke, “You have a big day today my precious puppy wuppy.” She cooed. I tilted my head in confusion. “You’ll find out soon enough, momma doesn’t want to ruin the surprise. Come on let’s get ready.”

I fucked a stranger in her boyfriend’s car after catching them in a parking lot [MF]

*(This is partially true from yesterday, partial fantasy)*

The damn landscapers told me I had to move my car at work. I (28M) was already aggravated from a rough morning and they were clearing the parking lot of fallen leaves, so I had to move my car to the other side of the lot. I aggressively pulled around the far side of the lot, which was almost always empty. I noticed two cars side by side in the corner behind a row of now bare trees, so I drove over and parked two spots over from the SUV. I was preparing to get out of my car and head back to work when I glanced at the SUV and did a double take. Then a triple take. Whoa, what?? Yes, that’s really what I was seeing.

Indian BBW Part 4 – Rough and Rimming

This one is to those who like it rough and nasty
So like I have described before GG was a bit of a freak. In bed as well as in social situations. She had that overconfident black girl vibe in a Indian fat girl lol. In privacy it’s all fine it would get me hard lol or at least amuse me . But on various occasions she would lose it In public and I cannot handle that shit.
Once we were out for drinks with friends at a pub in KP, and the usual deal shots beer etc , things were going fine till her song came up and she got a hoe spirit in her and she began going all out on the floor. Twerking shaking her tits etc etc , now usually that’s hot but she is huge AF and not many appreciate a fatfuck dancing erotically and she was bumping into people. I tried stopping her but she would not care , and eventually I grabbed her hand and pulled her aside roughly. She started pulling away and I grabbed her to a corner.