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I Can’t Believe She’s Into Me! Part 3 [M40’s F50’s] [Build Up] [Adultery] [Tease]
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I had the best nights sleep I had had in a while. I was to be at Sams at noon, I gathered the clubs and headed out the door. I was extremely excited to see Sam but unsure what the events of today would bring.
I arrived at the address Sam gave me, it was a sprawling property, gorgeous home. I pulled into the circular driveway, and made my way to the front entrance. Sam asked for me to bring clubs, which I did, but thought I wouldcome back to get them once I assessed what we were doing. I rang the bell as instructed by Sam, the intercom came on, Sams bubbly voice rang out “Hey Craig, I’m back by the pool. Come through the front door and walk to the back, you’ll see me outside”.
I went into the house, the place was absolutely stunning, I knew Sam was successful, but wow! I went through the open concept house and made my way to the back, there was a glass wall with an accordion looking door that led out to the patio and pool area. I could see Sam laying facing towards the house. She was wearing a red bikini that showcased her amazing body in every way. I was in disbelief with her golden skin and brunette hair. The way the red popped on her just screamed sexy.
I Can’t Believe She’s Into Me! Part 2 [M40’s F50’s] [Adultery] [Masturbation] [Tease]
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I would think about her daily and I would go home and think about her more. What was going on with me? Deep down I knew. I wanted her. But did she want me? I asked myself that question 100 times until Friday came and Sam walked in, healed for her lesson.
She apologized for being a klutz as we walked to the teaching area. Of course I told her it was not a problem. Then she thanked me again for “taking care of her” and she winked. Oh God, she winked. What does that mean??? As she was getting ready I eyed her low cut shirt and those short women’s golf shorts that I love. As she bent over I could see the outline of a thong. My kryptonite.
I Can’t Believe She’s Into me! Part 1 [M40’s F50’s] [Adultery] [Tease]
I apologize in advance for breaking this story into parts. I couldn’t post as one. Please enjoy and thanks for reading!
I’m the General Manager of a high end private golf club in Florida. I met Sam during an event her company held in her honor. She owns her own company and they took it upon themselves to throw her a surprise party to thank her and congratulate her on a very successful year. I was enamored with Sam the first time I met her. I’m happily married and never felt the need to stray. My wife is my best friend and confidant.
Sam is also married, quite happily so it seems. In fact, I met her husband, he seemed like a very nice guy. They were quite the happy couple. What you’re missing so far is that Sam is absolutely the most sexy woman on the planet. She is absolutely beautiful, she only stands at 5’2” tall and barely weighs 100 pounds. Her body was built out of the finest materials God could get his hands on. Sexiness was definitely part of Sams charm. There are many other parts that make Sam without a doubt, the sexiest woman on the planet. As a successful business owner she has all the tools. She’s intelligent, witty and confident. These attributes in such a small package make Sam undeniably stunning and for some reason I was fixated on her even though I’m a happily married man.
The Slurring Slut (F4M)(20s-30s)(Short Story)(Edging)(Spreader Bar)(Anticipation)(Spanking)(Creampie)(Butt Plug)(Vibrator)(Spanking)
I awake to you finishing putting cuffs on my legs. My brain is groggy, but my body is awake. You start by asking me questions about how I’m feeling and what plans I had for the day. I answer slowly still waking up. I’m watching as you attach the spreader bar to my legs, making sure they’re spread as far apart as possible.
“Hands,” you demand.
I give you my hands which you tie to my thighs, leaving me immobile. I shift and use it to show you that I can’t escape. You reach for the bedside table and pull out the wand, but you leave it sitting beside me. Your head gets closer and closer to my clit and I know I’m in for a morning of torture. I was already on edge because you used me last night and kept me from cumming. I remember you chuckling at my begging. I should have known I was in for it. You start edging me, making sure to ask me questions in between my moans. I answer as best as I can. Tasting me, taunting me, torturing me. You stop asking me questions for a second but continue to bring me closer and closer to losing control. I hear you turn the wand on and bring it slowly to my clit. Your dark chuckle rings in my ears. You start your assault of questions again.
Becomming Bambi (part 3) [F19/F25] [Lesbian] [Squirting] [Oral]
-Make yourself at home!
Nina looked around. Sapphire’s, no, she mentally corrected herself. Emily’s place was a mess. Clothing was thrown on every possible surface. One wall was covered in terrariums, the rest were drowning in posters. It was small, dark, chaotic and surprisingly cozy. Just like Emily. Her blue hair and dark clothing and makeup were mirrored in the decoration. Zebra prints, bright blues, greens and purples, fuzzy blankets and funky carpets were haphazardly thrown around in an attempt to decorate.
-I’m going to shower, announced Emily, grabbing a towel from the floor.
Nina sat on the futon that took most of the living room. When Emily came out of the bathroom, her blue hair dripping on her naked shoulders, she looked like a teenager. Without all her goth makeup, her features were round, fresh and childlike. She smirked at Nina.
-Go wash my squirt off your hair. I’ll order pizza and roll us a joint while you’re in there.
The bathroom was filled with plants and beauty products. Nina rubbed her ruined makeup off her face and washed her hair with a strawberry scented shampoo. The body wash felt luxurious and made her skin soft and velvety.
Monster Office: Jewels the desert Lamia [M23xF10,000][monster girl][lamia][aphrodesiac][venom][tailjob][thighjob][tail insertion][cum denail][tail vibrator][creampie][office themed]
My second day at the office. Let me explain, I work as a stress reliever for a bunch of monster girls. After a hot, lengthy interview process, I was given the all-too-important task of being a boy toy for all the girls there. I stepped off to the elevator to the fourth floor. It was a Wednesday, and I think only two other people were here today. After my interview I made some introductions with everyone.
Today it was just me, Danica, and Jewels, the lamia. Danica was holed up in her office and Jewels was working in her cubicle. I walked over to her to say hi.
Jewels was a desert lamia, from Cairo, she had a beautifully long snake tail made up of shimmering bronze and black scales. She sat on her coiled. A short black skirt was wrapped around her waist, where her torso met her lower regions. She wore a white undershirt with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows. Her face was framed with a cute dark brown bob, perfectly accenting her emerald eyes and olive skin.
“Heya Jewels.”
“Hey Michael. Enjoying the job so far?”
The Single Dad and the Babysitter [Part 1] [M35/F22] [Toy] [Fingering] [Female Orgasm] [Light BDSM]
When he arrived home from work that day, the house seemed strangely dark. Though it’s late, he’s still home earlier than his usual time of ten or later. While being the CEO certainly has its perks and comes with a rather large paycheck, it does have its drawbacks, one of those being regularly working late.
As his eyes adjusted to the darkness of the kitchen and slid off his blazer – a navy blue one that perfectly matched his pants, both of which are tailored to fit his unique body; being 6’2 with a muscular build and broad shoulders made it difficult for him to find clothes off the rack that fit well. This suit was complemented nicely by a long sleeve button-up white shirt, blood-red tie, and a pair of brown leather shoes.
He unbuttoned the cuffs on his shirt while he made his way through his house, and when he came upon the bottom of the stairs, he noticed a dim light on upstairs. And though it was faint, he could make out the sound of music, though he couldn’t tell what kind.
A Slippery Slope, Part 1 [romantic] [bdsm] [femdom] [real] [D/s] [F40/m43]
The morning was nothing more than average. Average traffic on the driving part of his commute, the wintertime temperature was somewhere in the mid-30’s, and the wait for his train when he arrived at station was just about three minutes – everything was almost exactly as would be expected on a December Tuesday morning. He stepped on to the NYC-bound Path train wearing his AirPods, a KN-95 mask and winter hat, took a standing corner space near the door, took out his iPhone and started mindlessly scrolling as Nas’ KD3 played on Spotify played in his ears. A sudden jolt from the train made him pick up his head reach for the steel bar and take a moment to grab his balance; and in that moment, things went from average to anything but.
A Rendezvous with Daddy [F34/M36][oral]
I pulled up to you standing there on the sidewalk waiting for me. Posted up against a wall like you didn’t have a care in world. Red sweatshirt. White hat. A fuckin smirk because you knew I would make that 2 hour drive without question. I know you’re just as nervous and excited as I am.
I park the car, trying to calm the butterflies that have been building. Increasing with each mile passed. Last minute look over in the mirror for the hundredth time, wanting to impress but knowing you’ve seen me. I can feel your eyes on me. Watching my every move but waiting for me to make that first step. I can see your hands clenching, wanting me to just hurry the fuck up and get out of the car.
Finally, I make my way towards you. Avoiding your eyes, looking down until I’m in front of you. A hand, your hand, finds my chin, “Look at me” you say. I look up at you, searching your face for disappointment and not finding any. “Hi”, I say, throwing my arms around your neck and pushing my entire body into you. Craving the closeness, the feeling of another body pressed up against mine as you wrap your arms around me.