[MF] [Cheating] I wasn’t going to London (part 2)

*Reposting due to breaking the rules regarding adding links inside the body – will add a link to part 1 in the comments*
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**Previously:** I lied to my girlfriend that I was going to London on business, before flying to Sicily to meet a girl from Snapchat while she was holidaying there. As soon as I got to her hotel room, we ended up in bed together. I woke up the next morning to texts from my girlfriend, as my phone’s GPS had given away my true location…

**Too Long;Where’s The Sex?** If you don’t want to read the follow up to the end of part 1, or about the day that followed it, simply search for “Later that evening” – you’ll get straight to the good part.
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I sat up on my side of the bed, staring at the floor at first, then up at the bedside clock. It was 8am in the morning. The most accusing of texts, the one in which my girlfriend had blown my cover by exposing my own stupidity in leaving GPS enabled on my phone, arrived at 4am. I wondered why she’d been up that late. Had she been worried about me because I was too busy fucking to tell her I’d arrived in “London”? Had it kept her up all night? Or had she simply woken to go to the toilet and decided to check up?

Buster-how to train your owner, Part 2 [str8] [bst]

The rest of that night and all the next day Janet was determined to put this business behind her. She did this by keeping away from Buster, shutting him in a different room most of the time and telling him to keep away when they were together. She need not have bothered Buster sensed this was going to be a period of reflection for Janet while she wrestled with her feelings ‘she’ll convince herself she’s not doing it again but the thought of my big cock in her will eventually break her down’
When Roy returned Janet was in the kitchen, she wore a loose summer dress and greeted Roy by kissing him passionately. He kissed her back pleasantly surprised at her passion, she must have missed him lots. The kiss continued so Roy slipped his hand inside her dress and cupped her bra less breast, he gently tweaked her nipple the way she liked and she responded by pushing her tongue deeper in his mouth. She took his hand from her breast and guided it down till it was under her panties. “Christ your wet, have you been thinking about this all day”. He started to pull her towards the bedroom. “No here, fuck me here”. She pulled up her dress at the back and pulled her panties down to her knees. She bent over the sink and gripped the taps, just like she had when Buster licked her.
Roy dropped his trousers to his ankles and as Buster watched from the doorway he rubbed himself to make his cock harder. Getting inside her was easy, he went straight in up to his balls because she was so wet. Janet pulled open her dress at the front and Roy grabbed her tits one in each hand, he slowly began to shaft her “harder Roy, fuck me harder” she growled at him “come on faster, fuck me”. Roy began to sweat with the effort but then she came, she gripped him so tight with her pussy that normally he wouldn’t have been able to move but Janet’s cunt was so wet that he could do one more thrust before her pussy literally sucked the cum out of him.
Roy just dropped down with exhaustion and sat on the kitchen floor. Janet pulled up her knickers and strode to the bathroom, as she passed Buster she stuck her tongue out at him.
‘Well I guess that was for my benefit’ thought Buster ‘she’s going to try and put it all behind us’.
The rest of the evening was pretty normal, when they went to bed they didn’t make love again as both said how knackered they were.
What happened next came as a big shock, Buster was not expecting this. Three o’clock in the morning Janet came creeping into the kitchen where Buster slept, Roy could be heard snoring in the bedroom “I can’t sleep Buster” she whispered as quietly as she could “I need to be fucked properly, the way you do it” she got down on her hands and knees and wiggled her naked bum “come on Buster, please, I’m sorry I was unfaithful to you with Roy”. Buster was tempted to make her wait but then thought ‘who am I trying to kid’. He jumped up and began to rapidly thrust into her pussy, his pre cum was going everywhere although the last thing Janet needed was lubrication “slow down” she gasped “ do it like last time”. Buster slowed it right down as ordered, it didn’t really occur to Janet that he was following her instructions she just thought this was the way he did it. Janet began to groan and Buster tried to tell her to be quiet, he humped her slowly as she’d asked but Buster knew it was his knot putting pressure on her g spot that she craved. He pushed it in hard and she gasped. Buster lay on her back while he pumped cum into her, his head next to her ear, he tried to whisper sweet nothings but the usual problem stopped him. The next twenty minutes were going to be interesting, if Roy woke up while they were tied there would be some explaining to do. An evil thought briefly crossed his mind, he could bark and then watch the panic but he quickly suppressed the thought ‘you wouldn’t get any more of this mate’ he told himself.

Fruits of Dominion, or An Unforgettable Family Dinner [Mf, Mdom]

Unlike my predecessors, I’d kept my hands off the young women in my territory. I had fooled around my my share of whores and strippers, but those girls had already fallen. I left the ones who were still pure alone–they just didn’t appeal to me.

That was until I met Lily.

She was working in her father’s bakery after returning from college for the summer. Fairly unremarkable when she left, she returned more mature and had a look in her eye that caught my attention when I went in to pick up a cake for my wife’s birthday. We chatted while I waited for her father to box up the cake and I noticed a concerned look on his face.

As I paid, I found an excuse to touch her hand and felt a surge in me that had been long dormant. I could tell she felt something as well by the way her eyes widened and she subconsciously wet her lips. I decided we needed another cake for the party and I told her father that Lily should deliver it to my house that evening.

[MF][Oral][Massage]

You walk into the bedroom and strip down to your bra and panties.

You climb into bed with me and slide in between my legs and say, “Can you give me a shoulder massage?”

I oblige and began to massage your shoulders. I grab my Nivea lotion and put some in my hands and began to rub it into your shoulders. I feel you start to relax a little.

As I feel you relax more and more, I sneakily slide your bra straps off your shoulders. I reach under your arms and start to massage your sides not knowing I have slide your bra down.

You lay back against me, reach behind yourself and grab my head and we begin to kiss. While we kiss, I reach around you and begin to caress your breasts.. placing the thumb and index finger of each hand and rub them around your areolas and nipples. You sigh in relief.

After playing with your breasts for a few minutes, I slide my right hand down to your panties and begin rubbing your clit through them. You arch your back in pleasure.

Our secret office rendezvous [MF] [Office] [Exhibitionist] [First Person]

It’s just any other Monday morning in the office. You, half-asleep and lacking caffeine, begin your morning ritual – you pour a cup of coffee, grab a donut, and head into the copy room to make copies for a morning meeting. You press “Start” on the copier and your mind drifts off as the low hum of the machine goes about its work. Softly, you hear the door close behind you. Startled, you spin around and we lock eyes. You’ve seen me watching you – once in the break room, a few times after returning from lunch. I approach you and hover, an inch from your face. Seconds pass. I kiss you. You seem to enjoy it, but suddenly push me away and slap me. I look you in the eyes. Your eyes have fire – pure excitement, not fear. I kiss you again, harder, as I draw your body to mine. I caress your breasts and fondle your hard nipples. I realize you’re not wearing a bra, and this drives me wild.

Truth or Dare [MFF] [exh]

This is my first erotic story. This is just part one of ? Not sure how many parts to this there will be (if any). It’s a little tame (have little time to write these days), but any future installments will be significantly less tame. Hopefully this is still entertaining though, enjoy!

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Jess flirted with girls at the bar before but this was different, she never actually picked anyone up to come home with us before. We have had discussions about the possibility of a threesome but usually that’s all it was, a discussion. We were both open to the idea but I didn’t think it would ever happen. If it did, I knew Jess would pick the girl (or guy) to bring home with us. I could pick someone up if I wanted to, but Jess had an allure to her that drew people to her. She was extremely beautiful, 5’6”, long auburn hair, and deep green eyes that I could never look away from. Her eyes were the type that seemed to stare through a person and into their soul but there was warmth and a comfort in them, which no matter what mood I was in, told me everything would be ok. She also has the most incredible body; a perfect hourglass shape, wide hips, double-d tits, and an ass that made most guys turn around as she walked by. Now I am no slouch, I’m about 6-foot, have dark black hair, a medium to athletic build, but in my opinion Jess is way out of my league.

[Str8] [fM] [inc] Dad, me and my lovely Papa.

I sit at the dinner table, silghtly quivering from the anxiety, the nervosity. I mustn’t let dad know about what I was truly doing tonight. He mustn’t know that I know the truth, that he is not my biological father.

If he were to know that I know, he would start asking questions, how I knew, if I had visited my real father, and sooner or later I would tell him everything. Dad always told me to trust him with everything, but I know that knowing the truth would break his sensitive heart, and I fear how he would react to it.

To him, my plans of the evening were as follows: I would eat dinner, give Dad and Mom a little farewell kiss, then I would walk over to my friend Audrey’s house for a little slumber party. All girls, of course, though the odd remark from my mother came off as if she expected me to be lesbian.

Asian Take-Out [Str8] [Mf] [oral]

I’m a creature of habit, until I’m not. Left to my own whims, I’ll stick to a well-worn path of choices with predictable results. When I’m pushed in another direction, I find I really enjoy it but for whatever reason I have difficulty in moving myself away from my norms.

Bridgette, known as Gigi, was based in my company’s Manila office. Gigi and I had worked together for a few years before we met in-person. We had a great rapport and even engaged in some playful flirting while we had calls, which wasn’t unusual with the single women from that office. I always enjoyed their schoolgirl giggles when they first heard my deep voice.

This took place during the tail-end of the years of being able to know someone without being able to find them easily through social media. So, I’d have pictures in my mind of these Filipino girls just out of college, but I didn’t know what they actually looked like.

As time went on, it was clear Gigi and I had more chemistry than usual. I was married and Gigi asked about that very early on, but I both enjoyed playing around with her in only that way a married man can when he knows it can absolutely go nowhere real.

Peeping Country Retreat part 9 Final (MMFffff) [Fdom] [bdsm] [lesbian] [oral] [fantasy]

Tom’s eyes blinked as his eyes focused. He felt cold and saw an intense light that forced shut his eyes again. Dirt and gravel and grass pressed into his legs as he sat kneeling outside somewhere. Trying to stand, he felt an immediate jerk against his wrists and throat. Finally as his eyes fully adjusted he could see a large fire burned before him, and he sat outside in the forest at night on a hill he did not recognize. He looked up and saw the moon full in the starry sky.

Soon he felt a sharp sting on his upper back as nails dug into his skin and tore at him. He cried out and turned to see Iris standing over him. She smiled, her eyes gazing with an almost primordial fierceness. Her grin widened, revealing sharp fangs where before she had teeth. He recoiled and looked the other way and saw Martin slouched on his knees, his hands bound and held behind him. A heavy iron shackle clamped shut around his neck.

“Martin, hey man! Wake up, man! Wake up!” Tom thrashed in his bonds but could only move slightly.

A boy and his toy [m] [anal] [mast]

It feels so good.

The cool, bulbous tip gently spreads my tight hole. A moan slides out, involuntary but deep and loud.

Riding this glass dildo is my favorite thing, the only orgasm to leave me quaking and twitching since the first time I had sex without a condom, unloading my full heavy balls in thick endless spurts into my girlfriend’s white-hot hairy pussy and watching it form streams of sexual magma that flowed down between her lips and my thick cock under her wide blonde landing strip.

So I suppose you could say I like anal, which is a recent discovery.

I bought the plug first and quickly got bored, so I replaced it with a dildo with a slightly narrower tip and 8” of gently curved length. Cool blue spirals, slightly raised, start below the much wider tip and run down the length of the shaft over the clear center.

I rode her for the first time and shook with joy but couldn’t cum.

The second time I rode her for 25 minutes before I ejaculated. The orgasm was insane, almost not tied to the act of shooting cum, deep within me and in my cock and in my balls and in my twitching bumhole.