Shaving Fantasy [mf] [sensual]

“What do you fantasize about?”

I paused and re-read your text again. Do I say it, or just make something up? I never thought one text could make me this nervous. The cursor blinked as if it was scolding me for delaying so long with my response. It’s just a text, right, I thought to myself. Who knows, maybe you’ll find this to be sexy as I do, I reasoned. My thumbs slowly begin typing the letters of my response…

“I fantasize about shaving a woman’s pussy.”

I stare at the screen in disbelief I had actually admitted that. In public. To a woman. I feel my heart beating a little faster in anticipation of the response. Fearing my admission would bring at best, a response of mild ridicule, and at worst, the conversation would grind to an immediate halt, or somewhere in between.

“Seriously?”

Oh no, here it comes, I thought. You are repulsed by my admission.

“I would absolutely love that! I have never considered having that done to me until this moment, but now that it is in my mind I can’t stop thinking about it. I admit, I am getting wet just visualizing it.”

Watching her again (M) (armpit masturbation)

This is part 2.
So I watched her a few more times and then I was caught.
She looked up, hands between her legs and saw me, hiding in a bush!
Oi! She called, Champ!
I froze, and games up, I fessed up, and walked out to meet her.
She patted the ground next to her, and I laid out my jacket and sat.
So you like to watch huh?
She asked how many times I had spied on her, and I told her; many times.
She considered, thought about just what I must have witnessed.
Then she raised her arms, and I could see the dark sweat patches.
Sniff it – she said.
I could smell her without moving any closer, my heart was hammering in my chest. She smelled like almond and vinegar.
Sniff it – she said
I moved nearer and inhaled, my penis started, obviously, tenting my trousers.
You like that don’t you – she said.
I nodded. Mutely.
She quickly undid a few buttons and pulled her shirt over her head. Now I could see her armpit hair, stubbly. The smell was more intense: pickled onions and honey.
Sniff it again – she breathed
I got closer and she pulled my head against her hairy armpits, I could feel the sweat on my face. I breathed and my cock wobbled.
She, panting, put her hands between her legs and stroked.
Is it stinky? She asked
Yes I breathed
Tell me – she said.
Its stinky – I said stinky and sexy
She gasped and shuddered, squeezing her hands between her legs.
When she had collected herself she asked if I was going to cum. I told her I’d like to.
She lifted her arms and stroked her pits.
Finish there – she said.
I stood, and fumbled my penis out of my trousers.
In three strokes I spurted my seed all over her stubbly armpits.
She rubbed the sticky fluid into her hairs and then brought her arms down, squelching the semen out.
Then she put her shirt back on got up and left without looking back.

Canceled Flight, II

I was in complete surprise by what Hailey is doing with me & to me in this airport woman’s room. It seems as if she was more experienced than her young mid 20’ish years with her oral skills but I was not in any position to overly care or scrutiny anything that she’s doing right now. “Hmmm, you like that hun?” As she briefly pauses long enough to pull her nice tits from out from under her white bra, nicely jiggling them independently of each other. I reach for them to firmly touch and squeeze them, together while her hands are over mines. “Do you like how nice and firm my titties are?. . .” Moving my hands towards her nice nipples as I start to lightly pinch them. “Go harder, harder. . .” In a slightly louder voice but still low enough not to be too loud because of the reverberation of the metal toilet stall walls and the hard stone & brick walls of the bathroom as I pinch and squeeze her nice pinky thick nipples as she “Ummmms and Ahhhs. . .” and moans as I squeeze, pinch and pull on her nipples. Her eyes closed in that sexy way while she’s running her tongue over her partially open mouth.
“Do you wanna fuck me! Fuck me in my uniform & pantyhose!?!. . .” “Oh yes! . . .” was all I could manage to say in that low voice. Hailey slowly stands on her stocking feet, straddling the sides of the toilet and hikes up her uniform skirt from underneath in a nice and slow motion, seeing her dark control top pantyhose and her nice white thong panties underneath. I start to slowly and carefully pull down the tight, thick material of her work pantyhose down to above her knees and then, pull her thong panties over to the side seeing the nice curve of her ass cheeks and nice hips. She sticks her ass out and is holding on ass cheek with one hand & holding herself steady with her other hand on the side of the partition wall as I scrunch down just low enough with my hard dick to enter inside of her!

Dating App Leads to Sensual Encounter [MF] [sensual] [romantic] [mutual masturbation]

With a quick flick of the wrist, a colorful snap of the match bursting into flame fills the quiet room with sensual energy. As I gently place the final lit candle back onto its carefully selected place on the mantle, I take one final glance around the room to ensure nothing has been missed. The flickers of light from the candles strategically placed throughout the room illuminate the area with a warm glow. The soft scent of vanilla in the air. The soft radiant notes of piano, played beautifully by Keiko Matsui, add an erotic calm to accent the dark candle-lit room. I hear a clap of thunder off in the distance, giving notice that rain will soon be providing a soothing soundtrack to the moments ahead. I have a few moments to relax and smile to myself recalling how we reached this moment…

I finally decided to create a profile on a dating app. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but I wasn’t searching for a serious relationship. I knew my love language was physical touch and I really wanted to provide and amazing, sensual, erotic experience for someone who would really appreciate and enjoy it. No strings, no expectations, just someone getting lost in my touch. I wasn’t sure how to go about creating my profile to articulate such an experience though. I wrote, and re-wrote, draft versions of the profile, until finally settling on a version that I hoped would resonate with the right woman.

Sister-in-law

It’s summer, the weather is hot. The kind of heat you get really sweaty from which makes the body wet and shiny.
I’m in a small village on vacation. The village where my wife grows up and where my in-laws also vacation. The days are mostly spent hiking in the mountains, long and heavy hikes followed by swimming. Either on the mountain in a small lake or by the sea when we have come down again. On the farm where we live there’s a larger garage where I have made a small gym for myself. This day my wife and in-laws were going into town on various errands and were going to be away for a while. I went to the garage to exercise a little. Shortly after, my wife’s little sister came in and wondered if she could join. It was no problem for me.

Loving Wife [F32] has sex with Husband [M36] at the beach

It wasn’t long after their kiss that the bottle of wine had finished, and their thoughts got a little blurry. Cara went in for another kiss, but this time she poured her soul into it. She ran her hand through his hair, pulling his face close to hers and pressed her breasts up against his chest. Gently rocking her hips against his thighs and teasing him as best she could. Matt moved in even closer to her, wrapping his arm behind her neck and pulling her in. His breath softly landing on the side of her cheek as his wine-stained lips brushed hers.
Cara closed her eyes and shifted her full focus onto Matt, ignoring all the distractions surrounding her. The distant noises seemed to fade away, and the crashing waves sounded softer as she lost herself in the moment. He brushed his thumb over her pink lips, and she kissed it gently, pressing her lips onto the tip of his finger as if to tease him about what else they could be doing. Then she lowered her back onto the blanket, and Matt wrapped his leg around her, pinning Cara down onto the blanket.
She slid her hand down his chest, over his belly and onto his crotch until her fingers were massaging his growing shaft. And Matt followed her lead. Pushing his fingers past the edge of her dress, he greedily filled his palm with her heavy breasts. Slowly massaging around her budding nipples and pulling the fabric down to one side, forcing her right breast to fall out of her dress. He wrapped his fingers around the bottom of her breast, squeezing them and brushing his thumb over her nipple. Soft at first and then harder. Biting it in between his teeth and playing around with his tongue. Then, he moved over to her left breast and repeated every single step. Massaging it, sucking it and biting on her nipple, all while she kept kneading Matt’s crotch, making him grow harder and leaving very little room in his pants.
He moved his hand down to the belt, opening the buckle, pulling it out of the loops and placing it beside him. Then, he unzipped his pants and lowered them slightly, allowing his cock to bulge out proudly. “Get naked with me,” she whispered, “no one can see us here anyway.” And before she had even finished her sentence, she pulled up her dress and slid it out of it. Letting her skin glow under the moonlight and showing off her light pink lingerie set before quickly removing that too.
Matt kept staring at her naked body as she leaned down onto her elbows, arching her back and stretching out her legs. So many different emotions rushed through his head. He was excited and impressed that she had the guts to stand completely naked out in public. But most of all, he was horny for her. His dick was throbbing and begging to be let out, and the only thing he could think of was how badly he just wanted to fuck her right there. He took another look around him, assuring himself that no one could see them, and then took off all his clothes.
Cara pushed his shoulders down onto the blanket and straddled her legs over him, carefully placing the tip of his hard cock over her wet hole. Then in one slow swift motion, she lowered her hips onto him, sliding his shaft as far in as he could get and allowing a soft moan to slip through her pretty lips. She placed her hands onto his chest to keep herself upright, curled her toes under and started to bounce over him. Giving Matt a great view of her tits as they slapped around with every bounce.
Little beads of sweat began to form around her neck and in between her thighs, dripping down her skin as the warm summer air encased their bodies. She leaned down to kiss Matt, and he took that as an opportunity to do his part. He pressed her close to him and started to rock his hips upwards fucking her as fast as he possibly could and trying his best to hit that little spot in her vagina that she liked so much. Then he pushed his right shoulder up, making her turn under him and kept on fucking her. Nothing else mattered around them; they’d forgotten that they were outside, and all they could think of was their pleasure. He grabbed her ankles and crossed her legs over each other, allowing them to rest against his shoulders and continued to drill his hips into her again.
Her moans echoed around in the quiet nook that they had for themselves, sending chills of excitement down her spine and allowing her to ease further around his rigid cock. Every pump that he thrust in her just felt deeper than the one before, harder, firmer and just rocking her to the core. He bent over her legs, folding her thighs as close to her chest as possible and forcing her hips to curl upwards, allowing him to enter her even deeper. She clasped her hands behind his neck and held onto him, feeling the heat rise between their bodies. Their attraction felt somewhat animalistic, two horny individuals who couldn’t keep their hands off each other. Both of them greedily wanting more and more pleasure as they started to reach closer to orgasm.
“Oh, Matt,” she cried out of breath, “I missed your fucking cock so much. Let me get on top,” she continued. He let go of her legs and fell to the side, rolling onto his back as Cara climbed up to her knees and onto his crotch, giving him a great view of her ass. She started to grind onto him in slow circles, rubbing her clit against him and pressing his cock exactly where she wanted it. The curves of her hips created the perfect silhouette in the dark, driving Matt crazy. He slapped her ass cheek hard, giving her a tingling burn that quickly melted into pleasure. “Touch yourself. I want you to come with my cock inside you. I want to feel you shake.” he breathed.
Cara licked her index and middle fingers and pressed them against her clit, toying with her jewel as she softly bounced on his cock. Pacing himself, Matt matched her rhythm, allowing her to enjoy every inch of him until she cried out in pleasure and shivered on his dick. Watching her cum pushed Matt over the edge, he grabbed hold of her hips and thrust his crotch in faster. Pumping his dick inside her until he collapsed down, shooting his load inside her. She threw her hands onto the blanket in between Matt’s legs, struggling to keep upright as they both panted, trying to regain their breaths. Then slowly managed to pull herself off of him and over to his side.
“Holy fuck, I missed your cock Matt,” she said, looking up at the dark sky.

God-man

The god-man blew the skin under his chin and enlarged himself ten-fold. He was the size of a large planet. His nemesis had already began a counter-attack against his god-castle he created out of his penile bone. Ten thousand rows of sex fairies had begun conducting artillery fire against the main stronghold of his enemy.

“Lord Commander!” the general of the Third Field Artillery Regiment yelled amidst the increasing noises of air-filled space. “The enemy has begun spewing spider-web like vaginal fluids against our short vaginal burst fire. Our sustained attacks won’t hold for much longer unless we deploy more troops against their flanks.”

“You mean, more sex fairies?” asked the god-man.

“Yes, Lord Commander!”

The god-man whipped out his dick out of his Kangaroo pouch and pulled his foreskin back, which opened several portals, out of which sex fairies came out. As the general of the Third Field Artillery Regiment was about to share her thoughts to the god-man, he spewed streams of penile fluids with air pocket grooves, which her pubes traced like the stylus of a vinyl record to interpret the information contained there.

Coil

What is a human coil? Many men have tried to answer this question and yet all of them have failed except one. That man or rather woman was gender-swapped Naruto. The creator of the human coil.

It was midnight, his bloodshot eyes wouldn’t yearn for sleep as they were completely affixed to the glass tube inside of which a dying Sasuke was slowly dying. Gender-swapped Naruto 2120, or GSN 2120 for short, which sounds like some cancerous chemical, was reading the topological entropy readings measuring Sasuke’s ever dying erection. The erection was deflating very slowly, which made GSN 2120 thirsty and very sad at the same time as the impossibility of having sex with horrified Sasuke glaring at GSN 2120 and all other such creatures as if he wanted to slice him up with his katana became increasingly unlikely.

“Look at these sex fairies amalgamating around his deflating penis.” said GSN 2120. “It makes me want to eat that ass onahole molded after Sasuke’s ass I just made earlier.”

“But they won’t amalgamate inside his gaping wound.” replied GSN 2121. “If he weren’t dying, we would be having a massive orgy.”

Attention to detail [Femdom f/m]

As we’re watching a movie I lean over and rest my head on your boobs and you start to play with my hair. Your nails are the perfect length to soothe and calm me down with each stroke and motion. I start to doze off a little bit and son I fall asleep. Next thing I know I wake up to this sharp sudden feeling in my hair and it wakes me up. When I come to it I realize you have a fist full of my hair as you are grabbing it with your hand. As I make eye contact with you I you get this giant grin on your face.

You begin to pull down your pants with your other free hand until your bottom half is completely naked. While this is happening in writhing in discomfort trying to pry your grasp on my hair. As I pry at your hand you squeeze harder and it makes me yelp it a little bit and before I know it you pull my head right towards your pussy. You pull my head as close as it can get and then you wrap your legs around me to make sure I can’t go anywhere. We make eye contact and your can see the look of an obedient slave in your presence, and I see the eyes of just in mine.

God-man

The god-man blew the skin under his chin and enlarged himself ten-fold. He was the size of a large planet. His nemesis had already began a counter-attack against his god-castle he created out of his penile bone. Ten thousand rows of sex fairies had begun conducting artillery fire against the main stronghold of his enemy.

“Lord Commander!” the general of the Third Field Artillery Regiment yelled amidst the increasing noises of air-filled space. “The enemy has begun spewing spider-web like vaginal fluids against our short vaginal burst fire. Our sustained attacks won’t hold for much longer unless we deploy more troops against their flanks.”

“You mean, more sex fairies?” asked the god-man.

“Yes, Lord Commander!”

The god-man whipped out his dick out of his Kangaroo pouch and pulled his foreskin back, which opened several portals, out of which sex fairies came out. As the general of the Third Field Artillery Regiment was about to share her thoughts to the god-man, he spewed streams of penile fluids with air pocket grooves, which her pubes traced like the stylus of a vinyl record to interpret the information contained there.