You still cannot decide what boots you want to buy so you decide to take me shopping with you to help you choose. I don’t normally like shopping but you have been complaining for a while and I think you just need to get it done so you can shut the fuck up and stop being a whiney little bitch. We are 3 shops in and I am starting to lose my attention and get bored and each pair of shoes looks like the last pair. With still no decision made we get up to go to the next shop but I notice as we walk past that one of the changing rooms are empty.
I am not going to miss this opportunity and push you in and close the door right away. I turn around and you start telling me that we cannot do anything in here and that people will hear and it will be obvious! The only thing obvious is how you begging and pleading is just making you look stupid are you know that you have no choice in the matter. I take my hand and place it directly around your throat and use my body weight to trust you against the mirror while not once breaking eye contact with the silly little girl. your body has gone rigid in anticipation.
With one hand on your throat, I use the other to pinch your nipple, turn and pull it towards me, at this point, I can feel your pelvis shift and I know that you have had that first wave of wetness and want to fill your warm pussy.
I pull your nipple even harder as I start to lower my hand down the front of your top and down against your hip where I push it against the mirror as well making sure that you are pinned and know that you are under my control. Pop there goes the button on your jeans and the zip goes down on its own…. obviously conditioned to know that you are a slut and that it will never stay up if it does need to. I get the ridge of your knickers and pull them up so that your sticky wetness now leaves a damp patch that you will need to wear until we get home.
Eye contact cannot and shall not be broken and I kiss your pretty lips while you stare into my dead eyes. You know at this point it is game over for you……… I release your throat and grab your jeans on each hip and pull them down to the middle of your thighs exposing your soaking wet grey Calvins.
I run 2 fingers over your pussy to make sure your underwear is wet and is going to be as uncomfortable as it can be. Still staring into your eyes we are now forehead to forehead and nose to nose! My fingers now run the way right the opening of your drenched pussy as I slightly slip my fingers in with your underwear in tow. Your body automatically reacts and your push down to try and take the length of my fingers but your underwear stops it. You should know by now that you do not control any situation and are given a slap across the face for not being a good girl. A Kiss and a Sorry Sir later and you are forgiven.
Your knickers don’t last much longer and they are pulled down to sit inside your jeans. I can already smell your pussy in the air so why wait any longer? I take my 2 fingers and run them over your clit and like a magnet my fingers are inside your dripping wet pussy and you let out a little gasp. A little more force and your greedy cunt is taking the full length of my fingers and your moaning is getting louder so you need to be shut up… My forearm is placed across your face and you are forced to bite down on it each time I slide my fingers inside you.
Knowing how your body works is my skill and my thumb starts to flick back and forward over your clit in time with the finger thrusts. There is a lot of panting, biting and squirming coming from you so I know you are not far away.
I throw you around and your face is now against the mirror while you are prone and your ass is exposed to the world. It’s time to slide 4 fingers into you from behind and you have become a pool of putty in my hand. I grab your hair and tilt your head back so you have to look at how much of a slut you are in the mirror, the thrusting is getting harder, faster and deeper while you are trying to fight the orgasm that is about to cum.
Faster, Faster, Faster is where we are now and I am not going to stop until you cum like the little slut you are but that was not far off as I push the fingers deep inside and feel your whole body relax and a gush of wetness dribbles down your leg. Your jeans and underwear are now soaking to the point there are visible marks on them…… Now who wants to go around any more shops looking like that
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Coming Home
I snuck in the back door quietly, watching her from afar as she quietly placed the dishes away. I loved how she looked in that short skirt, and made my heart thump and I could feel a tingling down in my jeans.
I snuck up behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist and kissing her neck, then her shoulder, squeezing her snug against me.
I held her hand and swung her around close to me, my arm wrapped around her waist, kissing the back of her neck, soft little kisses up her neck and a soft slow pucker of her ear. I felt her shimmer and lean forward, her sweet little ass pushing against my groin, feeling me against her, growing. I reached up, my hand over her breasts, holding one on my hand, rubbing her nipple in circles over her shirt.
The Night my Life Truly Began. Part 8 [Forced] [M/MM]
Part 8
Inside the house I am led down into the basement, before I even get to the bottom of the stairs I can hear what is going on. The sound of a man crying and pleading to be let go echoes up the stairs. I take a deep breath and step into the barely lit room, with no furniture other than a mirror leaning against the wall. My eyes fixate on the sight before me, a man who looks like he has been there for some time. On all fours on the bare concrete floor with one of the group of men surrounding him thrusting in and out of his arse. The victim looks at me and hope seems to rekindle believing I’m here to help. This is short lived as another man moves between us and shoves his cock into the poor man’s mouth. In the corner is a woman on her knees, her face held in position and forced to watch her husband’s humiliation. Tear stained makeup pouring down her face. It’s feels odd seeing my almost exact situation from the point of view of the rapists.
[MF] Ryan and His Stepsister Part 15
Ryan walked over to his stepsister and got down onto his knees. Maddy leaned over towards him and he opened his mouth. Her spit landed right on his tongue. Joanne’s juices were still lingering on his tongue as he swallowed Maddy’s spit.
“You did a good job tonight,” Maddy said as she looked at him with a smile. “That bitch really wanted your cock. She was eager for you to cum all over her face.”
“Yes, Mistress,” Ryan said with a smile.
“You fucked her face so good,” Maddy said as she licked her lips. “Fuck, that was hot!”
Ryan watched in surprise as Maddy put her hand down the front of her shorts. She looked at him as her hand moved around down in her shorts. Maddy was playing with herself! Right in front of him!
“That got me so wet watching you fuck her. I was playing with my pussy in that closet as I watched you,” Maddy said with a smile. “You like the sound of that?”
“Yes, Mistress,” Ryan whispered. His already spent cock was getting hard again. He desperately wanted to see Maddy’s pussy.
“Open your mouth,” Maddy said.
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My ex, a toy and me.
I have been without a boyfriend for two months, one day my ex passed by my house looking for some things that he had left when we finished. We started chatting to find out how each other was doing, he told me that the thing he missed most about me was sex and how he sucked it. I got wet and we started kissing. I tell him, wait a minute, I went to my room and took out my toy, he just smiled and told me to be a puppy. He was removing the Blumer then passing the toy and penetrating me. I started in that position to suck his cock until we both came. In the end he told me that he loved it and that he hopes one day to repeat everything
[MF] Conferring After Class
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“Are you still with us, professor?” whispered a voice.
Roger snapped out of it. “What?” He looked around. Most of his students stared at their desks, bored, minds elsewhere, too lazy or too disinterested to care about today’s lecture. He had done it again, gotten lost in thought after making eye contact with her, with Alex, the gorgeous student in the front row. The way she had looked at him brought back a flood of memories, a quiet night in an empty bar, an electric walk to the car, a frantic drive to his apartment…
Roger glanced at the source of the voice, a young woman named Hannah. She was one of those students who applied themself to the material, bringing questions and observations to every class. Her brow knitted in concern. But, no one else seemed to have noticed his lapse in focus. He nodded and reassured her with a smile.
[M4F] quickie while family is out
The bedroom door shut behind her followed by the clicking of the lock. I look away from my movie to see my wife rushing to the foot of the bed. “Is everything okay?” My eyes looking a little worried but really more confused about what was going on. Her hands grabbing the knees of my sweat pants and yanking them off. Her mouth finding my soft cock.
Spitting on it before gripping me with a firm grip, stroking me as she looked up at me. “We have a few minutes before everyone comes back. Fill me up baby.” Her mouth went to work around my shaft. Feeling myself getting hard against her tongue. She smiled wickedly as she continued slobbering all over me. Popping me put her mouth, shorts flew off her legs and climbed right on top of me. “Fuck me hard daddy ” , she moaned in my ear.
My hands playing with her breast through her shirt, the moaning growing louder and louder as she rode me hard. I can feel her cumming already but I hadn’t yet. I needed to be in control of her. Seconds being wasted and the fear of being caught was pulling at my mind. Her lips helped me refocused on my wife. That smile in between kisses.