Your two-week load. [Bi, M/M]

I wrote this originally as a message in response to an r/NYr4r post.

I found it quite hot as I was writing it so I figured it might be worth sharing.

Let me worship and service your cock, edging you closer to shooting your massive load all over me.

I’m thinking we put on some nice hot porn of your choice (straight or gay or maybe both, up to you) and get right to business as I undo your slacks, you step out of them and lean against the wall. I would start down on my knees in front of you, and slowly remove your briefs, exposing your cock. I slowly start playing with your cock. As you get harder and harder I continue to service your cock and balls, eventually introducing your cock to my throat. Now quite sloppy, you begin slapping and rubbing your dripping cock all over my face as I continue to lick, suck, and stroke your shaft and balls. This continues for a while until you move to the couch or bed and I continue to worship and play with your cock at a gentle pace so as not to let you get carried away so quickly.

THE DATE [M]

First time post: 28(m) enjoys writing for (f). Hope you enjoy…

Chris had been on a couple dates recently and they had all been OK. Nothing terrible, but again, nothing great. He had been given Jess’ number by a mutual friend, and after a few nights texting back and forward, he had proposed to go out for drinks.

He arrived early, with his anticipation in his heart. Their texts had been fun and playful, and if he was truthful to himself, he was hoping this one would work out. He grabbed a drink and found a table in the corner, the band playing far enough away that they could talk.

He saw her arrive and he felt it. Felt that moment of electricity pass through his body, the type that is more than just emotion, and passion. It was a moment he had felt once before, in the very first meeting with another who stole his heart. Right there, Chris knew this was something special, and he didn’t want to let it go.

Time Life Presents Secretions of Magic Revealed : Keep only the books you want. Sand all the others back for a full refund. Starring Dom Deloise. (Working Title)

Once a poonanny upon a tit, i was on a ghostcunting expedition on milcauke, north carolina. My name is Bob Hardstone. I aims to please, men and women, but more about that later. Me and some of my ghost hunting homies that I met at the gathering of the Juggalos have discovered the truth; that ghosts are real…and so is cum. And ectoplasm is just ghost cum. You said your first sexual experience was with a ghost. No, I didn’t. Yeah, you did. On the first Beach Cops. It was a dark and stormy night. We had all of our ghost cunting equipment: an analred thermometer, motion censors, cameras, an EMF detector, and of course, a copy of Penthouse Letters, our favorite Pube-lick-cation…for when the ghosts weren’t biting. I met my friends at the old Cumfederate Cum-cemetery. They say that if you fuck in there…that your cum will come to life and crawl back into your balls with chains. Marcy told us that there was a ghost there. THey say that if you put your cum in the ground, the ghost will suck it. Or, if you’re a lady and you squat over the grave, he’ll fuck you. But, it feels cold and empty. In our group, was Pookie, the 500 pound psychic, who made us pay him in hamburgers. Then, there was Trixy, a beautiful trans woman, who sucks a mean dick and preys upon tourists to the Florida area. We had Janet, a housewife, who had an interest in the macabre, and was looking to spice up her boring, sexless life. She also had a weird fascination with Andrew, a local boy, who drew naked pics of his teachers and was known around town for his bad boy good looks and easy access boners.

[F/M] Pissing in the open (My first golden shower pt. III) – Just a story

After a day of yellow action at home, my girlfriend and I decided to head out. In the fresh air, grab some lunch and spent a nice “we are fresh in love” time. What basically means, annoying others with our presence. Show off how we were in love with each other. And maybe something nice, wet and kinky.

The day, a Sunday, kicked off not too early. Despite awake, my girlfriend and I laid in bed together for a while. Just cuddled together. Had sex. My morning wood needed therapy. Had to be brought down. She helped me. Played with my dick. Rubbed him. Gently. Then faster. Until I was near the final. She stopped. Forbade me to touch myself. Kissed me passionate while doing so.

A few seconds later she was on the top. Cleaning my face with her pussy juice. Forced me to eat her hairy cunt. No golden juice, everywhere, but not in bed. It is the clean sanctuary. Until today. She rubbed herself, with the help of my tongue and face, until she had an orgasm. Then she left. I pointed down to my erection. She put on her “I am sorry for you face”. Turned around and left to fix us some breakfast. Horny as I was, I began to jerk of. A loud, commanding female voice came out the kitchen: “No jerking off. Never ever touch yourself again without my permission. Come over. With a raging hard boner between your legs.”

Rainy NYC Night

**Rainy Night In the City**

Water dripped onto the elevator floor.  There was no helping it.  Both of them were soaked completely through.  All that could be done, was to head to the hotel room and change out of their wet clothes.  It was early March, the weather had been warming up, and they had decided to break the winter blues with a trip to the city for a weekend.  Neither one said it out loud, but both would be glad if it was snowing outside instead of the freezing rain that had been falling all day.  

They tried to make the most of it.  Sightseeing, walking around, a little shopping and a nice dinner.  The rain, however, was putting a damper on their plans, and souring the trip a bit.  An attempt to purchase an umbrella from a street vendor, resulted in the cheap, quickly broken umbrella in a trash can, and his wallet $20 lighter.  A bar they found gave them refuge for a bit, but after 11pm it started to become overcrowded, and they decided to head back to the hotel.  No cabs could be found, so they had to hoof it for a few blocks.

Dancing the night away

We’re dancing, kissing here and there, our hands are wandering, teasing. Your hands push up and under my T-shirt and I feel the graze of your nails as they slide back down my body. It drives me wild. They move to my back and do the same as you grind in close with me. My hands are on your hips and ass pulling you close, kissing your gorgeous neck.

As I kiss I feel another person push up against you from behind. A quick glance and I see it’s a girl who’s started to dance with you too. Her hands wrap around you and up grabbing your breasts and her lips move to the other side of your neck. Both of us are kissing your neck now, and it’s getting faster and hotter, one of her hands slips down between our bodies as she starts rubbing you through your dress and panties.

Continuing my journey into kink…

On Sunday, we went to a fet event which we go to every month. The most we’ve done there in terms of play is have a little touchy feel in the hot tub (which was super-hot!) This time, he had other plans.

I knew he was bringing some toys with him, he’d told me that I could choose some but that for every one I told him I wanted him to bring, I had to tell him one that I wouldn’t want him to bring. So he laid them all out for me and took a photo so that I could tell him. I tried to think tactically and knew anything I said I didn’t like to him would realistically be something I don’t mind, but also I have to bear in mind he knows what I like and don’t like overall so didn’t want to be too obvious that he’d figure me out. So I said yes to a strapless dildo (this was more a joke as he’s in charge right now so I knew I wasn’t going to be allowed that, even though he knows I’m dying to use it on him) and said no to two floggers. The floggers he bought at an event we went to together and hasn’t used them yet. They’re quite big so although I wouldn’t have minded him trying them on me I thought it was realistic to him that I wouldn’t want him to use them. (Oh the mind games we play!)

The Bad Doctor, Part 3

Okay since I last updated you I’m sure you have some questions. Hell, I had many questions after that day. The first one being what the hell did I just do and the second one being how soon can I do it again. I know, I’m bad. But you really have to see this woman. Shit, you really have to feel this woman. So tight and wet and deep, oh man. Okay, okay. I’m getting sidetracked. I know what you were thinking. What happened when she woke up? How did she not feel sore and stretched out from my massive rod? Well, I guess I didn’t and don’t know about that second question. As for the first, well it went just as I thought it might.

I watched her until I saw her twitch slightly, signs she was awakening. I started out talking very low and gradually raised the volume of my voice to low-indoor conversation. Ask me what I was talking about and I couldn’t tell you. My heart was racing, I was so worried somehow she’d immediately know. Then when our session ended and she pretended to never even have fallen asleep, I realized I was golden. Getting away with it felt almost as good as doing it. Almost.

Pushing Boundaries [MF] [48 F Sub]

Last evening was such a big step forward for me. My heart was beating so hard that I could hear it outside. As planned my hubby was out today running some errands (I had asked him to get some materials for our fencing and to repair our pool).

I had texted Matt to be home by 7 30 for dinner. I told him I feel like having dinner with him and he agreed to come home for dinner. I pulled into my garage at around 6 50. Went inside the house to refresh me a little bit but not much and to pee and drink some water. I came back to my garage by 6 57, and my heart was pounding hard. I already had pulled my car into the garage in reverse. I turned on the heater and adjusted my bra. I put my car keys in my purse and kicked to the bottom of the car.

Trials of the Buxom Trio – Chapter 6 (busty, thicc, hardcore sex, orcs, adventure throughout)

Indica was lost. Her eyes were half closed from the amount of cum that stained while the rest of her vision was hazy in the sheer amount of forceful pleasure that existed inside her body at this moment. It was hard to think, harder still to focus but all she knew right now was that her entire body was being used an abused by what felt and seemed like the entire orc horde. The moments she had managed to stay awake before she was locked up securely with crude steel cuffs and a collar around her head was a tattered stream of being carried and dragged quickly through night and day. Any time the orcs had felt that she was waking up they had quickly knocked her head with a hard smack of their beefy hands. These same hands were now groping her and holding onto every handle the orcs that were currently fucking her needed. Their beefy sausage like fingers gripped into her full hips each time an orc was fucking her dripping pussy and orcs never stopped.