Ryan’s weekly round of golf was rapidly approaching an early close as the black, ominous clouds crept closer and closer. A low rumble of thunder growled in the distance, which was more than enough to put the final nail in the coffin. There were too many stories of golfers getting hit by lightning out on the course and he had no intention of being the next story. Packing in his clubs and putting the protective rain cover over the top, he begins to make the long walk back to the club house. The cool rain will be a welcome break from the thick, humid summer air, but it will be best enjoyed from indoors.
Sticking to the outside of the holes near the woods, he glanced around to see he wasn’t the only one abandoning the day. However, he was unlucky enough to be on foot and not have the convenience of a cart. Though he always enjoys the exercise, he would have given a sleeve of golf balls for a cart. Soon, the rain will start to fall more rapidly, and he was rapidly running out of options. He didn’t mind the rain, but the looming thunder was a whole new problem. Shielding his eyes, he glanced over to see a small shed used by the grounds crew. The roof extended over the walls slightly, giving a small lip he could duck under for shelter. Deciding his life was worth more than his clubs, he left them where they stood and sprinted to the shelter.
Making it to the shelter, he turned to survey the intensity of the storm, immediately reaffirming his decision. The nearby body of water was bubbling with the impact of the colossal drops of rain while monstrous gusts of wind almost pulled branches from nearby trees. Off in the distance, he caught movement. At first, it looked like another cart but he quickly saw it was Gabrielle and her drink cart.
Category: eroticliterature
She’ll let herself in [M/F] [voyeur] [masterbation]
It was 7:30 in the morning, the sun had mostly risen, along with everyone else, preparing for their day. Mat, however, had finally finished his 12 hour night shift, and was just getting home. Mat didn’t mind being up all night and sleeping during the day, he like how peaceful and quiet the apartment was, and he enjoyed having some time to himself. He walked into the one bedroom apartment that he shared with Cora, his perpetually late girlfriend. And, just like clockwork, she was in a frenzy trying to get out the door on time.
“Mat, Lauren is coming by this morning to pick up these books. I told her you would be sleeping, and not to bother you. She will let herself in, and out.”
“So, do I need to do anything?”
“No, just go about your morning like normal, anyway, I’m late, again, bye, love you!
“Love you too, no speeding.”
Forbidden Desires-Part 6 Elsewhere
Outside Alonso and Fernando’s Vision
Queen Maria and King Alejandro sit still in their thrones, side by side. Two mighty jaguar cats, the size of horses, sit at their feet with their heads facing outward. They are being painted for a new portrait to be placed in the castle’s great hall, beside the other portraits of kings and queens sitting side by side with their guardian jaguars.
“Do you think he’s almost done,” Queen Maria whispers between barely moving lips.
“Hopefully my dear,” King Alejandro answers back. “I’m told he’s quite well established in royal portraits with speedy ease. He’s been doing it for forty years, I’ve been told by Lord Gonzalez of Montre.”
“He must be fast then,” Queen Maria clucks. “Forty years and not dead by the hand of a single royal. Many died for lack of speed.”
And it was true. It was a risky business to be a painter of royalty. If you painted a nose too big or a breast too small or didn’t cut out a mole, death could come swiftly. Royalty were vain fickle people.
The BBC-The Biracial Bisexual Cuckhold pt1
Im a freak. I will admit it. I am not ashamed of it. I enjoy fucking, sucking, eating pussy, ass the whole nine yards. No I was not molested or anything like that, I just like being next to a warm body regardless of race, sex, religion, and gender.
I am also a male escort and fucking is good for business. I am self employed and I choose my own clients. I am tall, light skinned biracial guy and well that drives business up.
I have had them all politicians, movie stars, rappers, models you name it they done been on this big dick. However, I think I met my match with Mr and Mrs. Mcaskill.
The Mcaskills are a big deal in my community. For the record I am from the Caribbean. My dad is from the Cayman islands and he made sure his kids had a connection to the homeland. I also think i get my love of fucking from him cause he has thirteen other kids .
I live in Fl and there are a ton of other people from the Islands here, so i joined a local Caribbean American group and it is headed by the Mcaskills. Now they both got me hard the first time I ever met them. They both had phat assess the ones that just poke out. They both had flat stomachs pug noses and short hair cuts. they looked almost like clones of grace Jones meets Harry Belefonte.
Christina Mcaskill was the baddest forty year old woman i ever seen. She just had that air about her that she demanded respect. Her parents were from the St. Thomas and she was the first in her family to go to college. She was always doing ack to school drives, and advocating for the arts to remain in schools.
Her husband Donald Mcaskill was also bad asf. It was his intelligence that made him sexy. He could memorize an album from 1972 and tell you the year, the producer and how many instruments were played on it. His parents were from Belize and he was passionate about history. The interesting part was he was interested in things that you would not think a guy with his background would be into. He was a huge fan of Vampire books and movies especially Anne Rice books. He also was a plastic surgeon and stressed people waiting at least two weeks to decide whether to go through with the surgery.
So yea these two were the shit. So imagine my suprise when I looked into my dms Instagram and I saw that Donald had sent me a message saying he wanted me to join him and his wife in a threesome.
I was floored i did not even think Donald and Christina got down like that, but shit like I said I am a freak and them two fat brown asses was going to get pounded .
Let me know if you all want pt 2
21 [f4m] How does Reddit feel about tight Swedish twats??
I want to explore new kinks. Come tell me what you think of my body & if you’re extra nice to me I’ll show you my videos as well. I can’t wait to talk to u . Message me and introduce yourself! Don’t just say hi lol
Masturbation (F)
Laying in bed, darkness surrounds me. No sound to be heard.
Bedsheets draped over my naked body, hard nipples pushing against the fabric.
Taking my time, enjoying the hornyess. Moving my hips, pushing my ass into the mattress, trying to create friction between my wet lips and clit.
Not touching, not yet…
How I love to fantasize, getting more aroused, but trying not to rush into it. The feeling of wanting to cum is so lovely.
My toy lays against my thigh, I like to imagine it’s a hard cock, pressing against me.
I finally stroke it up and down my wet pussy, making everything nice and slippery. Than let it linger at my entrance, teasing myself, pushing just the tip inside of me.
The feeling of a cock slowly pushing inside of my pussy makes me moan hard. I love to be loud, I have the best orgasms when I let myself go.
Dipping deep in and out, while circling my clit with two fingertips.
Moaning, squirming, imagining…
Climaxing loud. Letting out a little satisfied laugh at the end of my orgasm. Fingers still pushing onto my clit, because the aftershocks feel so good.
Melancholy and Reminiscence (MM)
Sometimes you end up involved in things that when you look back on it, you have no idea how you got there. In my twenties, I didn’t really know what I wanted to do, and was renting a house with a couple of people. Nobody had a lot of responsibility, but the pay was okay enough that rent wasn’t a struggle for three people. One of my roommates (Bob) had a bunch of out-of-town peeps, so every once in awhile they would be gone for a few days, and my other roommate (Greg)was there to escape their family situation because it wasn’t that great. Turns out it was partly because they were gay, and they really wanted to strike out on their own without all the baggage. I had had friend-of-a-friend gay friends before, but nobody that I had interacted with directly as much as him. I was both eager to have a friend and curious about his sex life.
Best Friends Part II
**Fair warning – this is long, too long for this sub but some of you asked me to continue my first post and I had a little fun with it. If you like it YAY, if you don’t…. sorry I wasn’t your cup of tea (shoulder shrug).**
*Abby*
“Hey Carter”
I don’t notice the man standing in front of me at first. His short hair is now longer and pushed to the side. My body surges with adrenaline as I politely glance over his strong presence. I let my eyes wonder down his chest, to the well-defined V leading to an obvious bulge. My skin heats as I look back to his eyes, the unmistakable caramel brown that is Carter.
I can feel myself getting hot and take a deep breath, now is not the time. I’ve missed him so much. It’s been twelve years and too much has happened.
The Porn Cameraman Finally Gets His Due [M/f/f, Blowjob, Outercourse, Filming]
I was getting pretty tired of my job here–cameraman for “Coed Cocksuckers.” Danny, the male “talent” and producer was a prick. And so fucking sleazy he felt like *the* paradigmatic porn producer stereotype. He had me come into the “office” at 8 AM today to set up a shoot. Now, it was 10 and he was nowhere to be found. Just as I was packing to walk out–*fuck this place*–there was a knock on the door.
Expecting to find Danny, I opened it with an exasperated look–ah, no, two young, hot girls. A blonde and a brunette. Both nearly a foot shorter than me. The blonde wore a short, tight, tan skirt and a white blouse. It was pulled taut around her obviously very large tits, showing the outline of a bra underneath. The brunette was in a simple, black dress and a denim jacket.
“Danny, right?” The blonde asked. “I’m Jessie! We spoke on the phone about the shoot for me and my friend, Lydia.” She grabbed the brunette’s hand as she introduced her.
I was still groggy–and pissed, about to walk off the job–when they mentioned Danny. I was about to tell them that he was a prick and had stood them up, but, wait. No, he didn’t. He’s right here.
My First Blowjob
I was somewhat of a late bloomer. Sure I made out with a few girls in high school and got a total of 2 handjobs on a church trip, but as far as “going all the way” or even half way, not so much.
That changed my very first week of college.
Bek (short for Rebekah) was a beautiful and glowing girl, yes, but what was truly sexy and mesmerizing about her was her smile. She was so eager to live life to the fullest… and that spilled over into every aspect of life.
We met somewhat by accident. A friend of my roommate met her in class and invited her over with his own motives. Our entire group was music majors except for me – the lone engineer. Bek was an incredible singer and sat on our couch that first night strumming her guitar and belting out the most breathtaking ballads I’d ever heard.
She seemed so sweet and innocent and never uttered a single curse word, despite the carpet bombing of fucks and shits by everyone else. And she never… never… stopped smiling. I was intoxicated.