[MF] Really wanting to fuck my boss

I’m fortunate enough to be able to work in a smaller office environment and I have a female boss who is the ultimate powerhouse in my opinion. She walks around striking fear in everyone she comes across because nobody ever wants to be on her bad side. Certain days she has meetings outside the office and only stops in for a little bit but those are the days I live for. She comes in her Christian Louboutin red bottoms with a pencil skirt and beautiful blouse. She has a nice ass so her whole look just makes you want to drool all over your desk.

I’ve fantasized many times about her coming into my office for an important meeting, shutting the door behind her and giving me a review that ends with me having to fuck her to save my job. She cracks the whip at the office, I’ve talked to her a few times about some of our other co-workers that she despises because of their work ethic but I try to stay on her good side as much as possible. But sometimes I just want to fuck up so she’ll come in my office and ask why I’ve been falling behind or why my work is not up to par and then asking if I need a little more motivation from her.

I [F] love to lick his feet after sex

I love, specially after a very wild fuck, to lick the feet of my man, sometimes I even lay down on the floor for that, and wait for his cum. He loves to see me down there, loves to see my sweaty naked body on the floor while I’m licking his feet and begging him to cum all over me. I just love to hear his moanings while he jerks his cock, to hear him calling me his bitch and that he loves to use me as he pleases. It gets me so horny to be his sex slave, to show him that I’m indeed the submissive bitch that always gonna give him pleasure. And when he says that he’s gonna cum, I get on my knees and put my face in front of his cock. It’s a big pleasure for me to hear his satisfaction when he shoots his cum, to feel it all over my face and my tits, and I also love, after he throws a towel to me and tells me to clean myself up, when he orders me to get down again and keep licking his feet until he decides that it is enough.

I (F34)swallowed my first load [MF]

I met a guy on a hook up app and we were talking nonstop for a few weeks. Because I’m newish to hook up culture, I ended up doing a full STD panel to make sure I was clean. I got the results back the day before we were supposed to meet and it turned out I had an STD scare so we decided to put it off another week until I retested to make sure it was just a false positive. Well one week turned into two and I was so unbelievably horny and frustrated that I couldn’t get the results back sooner, but once I was in the clear from my doctor, he booked a room ASAP. Anyway, the day comes and he booked us a really nice room at a cool hotel I’ve been wanting to stay at. This made me even hornier for him because I told him other guys took me to gross hotels. We ended up meeting outside where we hugged and the sexual tension was out of this world. I decided to dress up a little slutty for him so I wore one of my lowest cut dresses to show off my DD’s and paired my dress with some sheer black tights that hugged my thick thighs. I wore my darkish red lipstick that I wear whenever I feel naughty and did up my eyeshadow in a similar color to draw attention to my eyes. I covered myself up with my trench coat that was just barely longer than my short dress, and when I hugged him, I felt his hand fall down and graze my ass cheek.

My friends walked in on me riding my boyfriend but we didn’t stop [FM]

It was Spring Break and we had rented a beach house with a group of 12 friends. There was only a couple of bedrooms but one of the rooms was huge and slept 8 people. It had multiple bunk beds and two queen beds. My boyfriend and I got one of the queen beds. One of the nights we had a huge bonfire on the beach. Everyone seemed to be really occupied and drunk so we figured it would be a good time to sneak back to the house and fuck. When we got to the room we realized that someone was in the room passed out drunk. They didn’t seem like they were waking up anytime soon so we killed the lights and started making out.

After some fingering, kissing, and dick sucking I straddled him and slid him all the way in. At one point the sleeping drunk friend started to stir so we tried to keep it down a bit. My boyfriend put his hand over my mouth a few times to muffle my moans. We started to hear drunk voices in the living room but we were both really close to cumming and I assumed that they wouldn’t barge in since they knew someone was sleeping inside.

Blowjobs and Dirty Talk from the Squirter [MF]

I got lots of messages about my story with the Squirter, Jessica so thought I’d write a quick one. As a reminder she was taller and slender with nice tits and straight platinum blonde hair. Think Paris Hilton but shorter with a round face. Every time she came, she ended up squirting.

When we first started hooking up, she loved that I was the first guy to get her off with my mouth. So in return I got quite a few blowjobs from her. She had an open request policy – pull dick out, get dick sucked. I literally took advantage of this opportunity. She loved to put on a show with long licks and intense eye contact. She also used to say the dirtiest things so could thing of while doing it.

The first time she surprised me with the dirty talk was just like any other hang out with her. Quick dinner, making out in the Uber, over the pants rubbing during the drive, and finally running up to the apartment.

21 [F] – football team

Few weeks ago i fucked 6 guys from a local football team. I knew a few of them anyways but ended up hooking up with them all. They all cummed in my pussy lol and i left feeling like the biggest slut itw.
They’ve definitely told the rest of the team cos they have been messaged me about it lol. I wouldn’t mind having them all to my self soon though

[F] there’s nothing turning me on more than guys cumming

My inner feminist is screaming with rage, but I managed to lock her away… for now. Seriously tho, the moment I discovered my sexuality was the moment I discovered how much I love cum. And how much I love guys to cum. All the porn I consume (if any) is single guys jerking off. Sometimes even two guys at once (and yeah I know that they probably wouldn’t be interested in me). The more guys, the more dicks, the more cum, the happier I am. It’s that simple.

And even during sex with a partner, it’s all I am focusing on. I just want him to cum. Because of me. To see him helpless, whimpering sweet things like “Fuck”, “Shit”, “Babe, I’m gonna cum”, “You’re making me cum”, “I can’t hold it in any longer” is the biggest compliment to me. His orgasm my accomplishment. His leftovers in my pussy my trophy. Just thinking about it makes me wet already.

Maybe it’s kind of a power play. Although I am usually more of a sub, I discovered that taking care of a guy in this way makes me feel powerful. He lusts for my touch. Can’t wait for my fingers around his dick. Becomes restless when I am lingering for too long. Squirms. Waiting for a sweet release that only I can give him. Yeah, this is the real shit.

18 [f] I only took a creampie

I was at a house party last night. I played with a few [FFMM 23-28] and took a few shots before finding a 25[M] guy I wanted to fuck. I followed him to a room on the second level. I rode him till he entered me because he wanted to lay down. It happened in a flash. Being slightly underwhelmed and still incredibly eager, I left the group with a small portion of the load remained inside of me that was slowly leaking out.

Two men looked at me [MM 25–28] as I made my way back downstairs, and one of them grinned knowingly. At the party, I had a few more drinks with a few other people, which made me hornier and more drunk. The two males who had watched me descend the stairs came over and began to flirt. I positioned myself between them, which made my pussy almost scream with need. They were charmed by my petite form and became rather sensitive. The guy who was smiling at me told me in my ear that he really liked how naughty I was and how swiftly I stretched my legs.

[F] FOR THE LAST TIME

When I paid for my train ticket to London with the same twenty-pound note my parents had given me for food, I felt guilty. They were aware of my difficulties with my first boyfriend and first lover. It was obvious to everyone. My university flatmates were tired of the sleepless nights caused by our heated arguments and the scandalously loud make-up sex that ensued whenever he came to see me.

I was addicted to this passionate emotional rollercoaster. All the time, up and down, up and down. The highs were thrilling, but the lows were terrifying. It was draining. I discovered that no amount of orgasm could compensate for the constant drama.

I felt compelled to end my relationship with him. It happened during a serious phone call. It made sense to do it this way because we lived in different cities and were both students with little to no money. When I told him I couldn’t take it any longer, he remained silent. He simply admitted that our relationship was not sustainable or healthy and that it had to end.

Campervan playtime Pt3 [MF] [MDom/FSub] [Anal] [Rough Sex] [strangulation] [M30s/F30s]

(We are a secret couple who have reconnected after far too long… This is our 3rd in person meeting our 2nd play and sex session.
Set in his campervan, we have just returned from lunch in a restaurant where we both enjoyed looking like a real couple, I’m dressed how Iike to but have never felt I could)
I step into the van we have an hour left together. I’m so madly in love with him, I want him so much I can’t keep my hands off him. As always he’s very calm and measured. I can’t help but kiss him as he steps in. Running his hands over me to feel the lingerie he knows I’ve been wearing while we ate. My black lace skirt and top showing glimpses of my bright blue straps, fishnets leading down to his favourite boots. He sits us down and we just kiss I try to undress him but he hold me just running his hand over me. I enjoy the sensation of his tongue inside my lips. Trying to patiently wait. Finally I feel his finger brush against my skin and he lifts my top slowly running is hands inside to feel the many straps beneath.
He lifts it over my head and looks down, I look up at him. I feel like he’s already inside me. I place my hands on the skirt and wiggle it down, revealing more straps and the stockings. I step out of the skirt. He releases me. I look up at him as he walks away from me. “Turn around. I want to look at you”. I turn and place my hands on the bed. “Lean over ” I rest my head on the bed. I feel him approach and touch my back very gently forcing me into the position he desires. I try to move he takes my arm and moves it back. He walks away. I hear him behind me. He’s looking at me, I twist my head so I can see him under my arm. Inspecting my bum inside the garter belt, the bright blue making my skin look even paler. “Oh yes, I like this” he moves, looks from a different angle, “yes I like this very much”. A huge burning desire to suck his shaft washes over me. My tiny knickers are soaked with my juices already. I hear the familar sound of his belt undoing. I bite my lip, what will he do. Fuck my arse standing up? No sound of his flies. Hmm, what is he going to do? I feel the belt lightly brush the inside of my thighs. I gasp. He whips my bum lightly, then brushes it with his belt then repeats.
I look back at him. “This is going to escalate very quickly I think I’ll stop”
I looking at him longingly knowing he’s right a belt mark on my ass is not going to keep us secret. I hear his flies open and he walks over to me and kisses my neck and pulls me up to him. I crave him so much. He turns me, he’s now undressed. I kiss him reaching for him needing to have him. He releases me sits me down. Walks away and goes to the shower. I sit I can bearly control the urge to go to him to watch him. I try to be calm, I feel like it’s taking forever. When he returns I have forced myself to read the back of a festival t-shirt he was wearing.
He smiles in a mean knowing way. He’d purposely making me wait. I stand and kiss him he runs his hands over my body. I press myself into him he sits in the corner of the sofa and sit me on his lap we kiss feverishly. He slides his fingers inside me and quickly makes me cum. Desperate to enjoy our final time together. His hands trace up my body. He brings his wet fingers to my lips and forces them down my throat hard. I feel them reach my throat, I don’t gag but lick and clean my cum from them. He wraps his fingers around me with his free hand and squeezes my throat tightly. I start to gasp him kissing me, I open my eyes as I start to struggle to breath. My body starts to wriggle controlably I reach for his arm, I’m starting to feel dizzy. He let’s go and I drop to my knees. Looking up at him I know I’m allowed to finally have what I desire.
I look down at his hard cock. I want him inside me. I start licking slowly, softly. Open my mouth and take him inside me. I love how he feels inside me. I am enjoying him so much when he pulls me off and wraps both hands around my throat again. This time he’s almost lifting me as he strangles me, his hands under my chin. I feel the dizziness much sooner, my thighs are now wet with my cum. The light in the room flickers. He releases. Pulls me into his arms. Gasping I press myself into him, I love how strong he feels. He sits me on his lap and kisses me again our tongues searching for one another’s. Again his hands reach for my throat squeezing he holds me close to his face. I gasps and almost struggle as he compresses my throat. The whole time he looks into my eyes, I feel him deep inside me. My body starts to tremble. He releases and pushes me back on to the floor.
Again I work to enjoy his cock, giving him the long even strokes he needs. Looking up at him, I know I’m pleasing him. I can feel him building. I want to be pleasing to him. His hands hold the back of my head. I give into him assuming he’s about to change the rhythm. Then he squeezes again. I stop sucking and look up at him as he strangles me. My eyes start to close. ” Open your eyes look at me” I force my eyes open and look into his. I love them so much his bright blue windows to his soul that owns me. I’m totally his. He relaxes.
I’m still kneeling up so I stroke his cock between my 2 hands looking up at him. He tightens and I try to continue the even strokes that will pump his cum all over me. He relaxes. I start to think ” Please cum, please cum all over me ” letting go he sits back. I press my breasts and nipples around his hard throbbing cock as I stroke. Looking up I see what might be an attempt to not cum for me. “Please cum for me, please” I beg pleading him with my eyes, he can no longer resist I feel him strain his cum pumps on to breasts, running down my fingers, more continues as I rub it into my myself and lick it from my finger. I suck his head as the last drops pump out of him.
Working quickly to taste as much as I can as I clean him. It’s dripping from my hands onto my face. He’s made me so filthy. My bra is coated in a thick layer wet against my skin. I hear his breathing change as he becomes more under control. I look up. “Your mine, my filthy girl” he whispers softly. ” I’m wholly yours, your filthy girl” whipser back. He holds me and I know that I’m safe, not just now but always. I’m always in his arms. He’s always there for me. “I think you should shower” suddenly panicked I might be late. No, he’s quite clearly planned everything to perfection this time. Plenty of time to be calm, to contact home, to return looking as if nothing has happened.
I shower quickly in the tiny cubicle, dress he can’t help but kiss my nipples before I hid them away and pack. I look like I do at home the small version of myself. Then it hits me. I have to leave, I turn to him he immediately knows. “It’s ok, your mine your not leaving. You’re always mine” We sit and kiss softly, “I don’t want to go, I love you I don’t want this to end” he strokes my hair from my face, the tears run down my cheeks and he kisses me and pulls me into his chest. I give myself everything I am. I start to feel differently. OK, I’m strong enough I’m his. I stand and he walks me to my car. Kisses me gently. I struggle not to cry again. He checks I have everything, that I know where I’m going. I’m his most precious possession and I can feel is adoration.
” We’ll text later” I know he’s right I’ll probably text before he’s even home. I’m his. I take a deep breath and get in the car.