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Date night [MF] [rough][name calling]

I want to take you out for a meal at your favourite restaurant. Your hair plaited, draped over your shoulder. Staring into my eyes watching my reaction as you tease my cock under the table with your foot. My face trying not to give you what you want. Once we were done we would get a taxi home. My hand resting on your thigh as we sit on the back seat, slowly travelling up your leg. We arrive at my place and you practically sprint inside. I follow you in, stalking you like my prey. Aching with lust.

You kick off your shoes and turn to look at me once inside. Your eyes burning with passion. I take your hand and lead you to the bed room. Once there I sit on the bed and be on you closer. As you step towards me I pull you over my knee. You gasp involuntarily as I do. I reach between us and unbutton your jeans before sliding them over your perfect arse, down to your knees. SMACK! I spank you. The red hand print already developing on your soft white skin. Read more »

[MF] An Upskirt Comes Back Around

I have a confession. I love looking up a girl’s skirt and seeing her panties. Yeah it’s a juvenile thing to do, I grant you, but I think it’s such a turnon to see something you’re not supposed to see.

“You know why you’re not supposed to see?” Asked a female friend once, when we were talking about it. “Because it’s private!” She was grinning as she said it, but I could tell she was a little irritated at me for admitting to this kink. We were friends with benefits for a while, so I guess I felt comfortable sharing more than I would with most people.

“I know that”, I said back, “but at the same time that’s just the risk of not fully covering yourself up, I think. I mean at some point somebody’s going to see up your skirt. I’ve seen girls sitting sloppily so their panties are just on display, so what then?”

She chuckled. “Ok, but you’re still not supposed to look, not if you know she’s not showing on purpose.” And this, keep in mind, was coming from a friend who never herself wore skirts. Maybe this was why? Read more »

Neighbor Fantasy [F]

My neighbor might be watching my through a gap in his blinds occassionally. Maybe it’s all in my head.

Once or twice I thought I saw movement when I looked over at his window.

My imagination is pretty wild and I got to thinking, what if he’s there, watching me laying in bed, my small but perky breasts barely concealed behind my pajama shirt? What if he’s jerking his long, thick cock at the thought of cumming all over my chest?

Or maybe he’s thinking about inviting me over for some small innocent reason. Offering me a glass of water in the kitchen, maybe. Then coming up behind me and putting those strong, hands on my hips. I think we’re both in our late twenties, but he could be in his early thirties. He’s very fit. I’m in pretty good shape, but I’ve gained a couple of pounds around my ass and thighs. My waist is pretty small, and men stare at me a lot, so I guess I’m pretty desirable.

I swear that sometimes when I go outside, he’s trying his hardest not to look at me. Maybe he’s got a girlfriend, but I don’t think he’s married or has kids. Read more »

Musings of a lonely Indian housewife [Long]

Chapter 2- Exploring her options

Sanjana dozed off for a bit and woke up about an hour later. She quickly gets up and goes to bathroom to wash herself off the mediocrity she was so used to now.

The day goes on as always. Sanjana goes out to the balcony around 10 in the night. She opens are phone and strarts to mindlessly looking through social media.

She abruptly stops scrolling and zooms in on a pic. Its her college friend Rhea with her husband.
Rhea and Sanjana were close for years. And she used to discuss everything with her.

Their sex lives were opposite of each other, atleast according to Rhea. Her husband was a fun loving person whom she had met a couple of times.

When Sanjana had first confided into Rhea about her sexual frustration about a year ago, Rhea had made some bold suggestions. Suggestions which Sanjana was forced to consider by her unsatisfied cunt.

Rhea had suggested initially she could hook her up with one of her husband’s friend. Sanjana had declined as she was worried about about her safety and also her image in the society if anything ever got leaked. Read more »

Your eyes full of frustration and your pussy dripping with juices, craving that release. You sit there on his thigh, humping and grinding

You’re in the living room with him and you’re in a bratty mood, he’s inside of you and he’s obviously teasing you. He’s thrusting up into you at a painstakingly slow pace, you get impatient and start fucking yourself on him moaning softly.
He’s just watching as you roll your hips in a circular motion on his. His hands are placed behind his head as he watches, a mischievous thought flashes across your mind “if daddy wants me to continue he’ll have to beg” you tease him as you stop moving on top of him, he grabs your hips roughly “I’m not going to beg when I can take control princess” you gasped as he grabbed onto you, his words sending shivers down your spine, he starts to aggressively thrust up into you.
You hold your moans as best as you can “mmmm it was better when I was doing it”
You moan the words and he suddenly stops “go ahead princess I won’t stop you” he smirks at your surprise but determined to show him up you start sliding yourself along his shaft with ease, his hands were sat casually behind his head as he watched you fuck yourself on his cock, right as you were about to release on him he grabbed your hips and pulls out his cock.
Your eyes full of frustration and your pussy dripping with juices, craving that release. You sit there on his thigh. Humping out of frustration, playing with your nipples and looking at him. Knowing he’s going to rail you any minute. You lean in and shove his cock into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it, teasing him. You hold his cock in your soft hands by the tip, move in closer and rub your clit against the shaft.
Feeling his cock throb in your hand and enjoying it. He grabs you by the nape of your neck and kisses your pretty mouth. While your grind your pussy against the length of his cock. You can feel it being rock hard, right between your pussy. You shove it back in, holding him down by his shoulder. You lean in slowly as you thrust his cock in your pussy. You can feel his breath hitching, getting heavier and hotter. You cum all over his cock making a warm sloppy mess everywhere. But you keep fucking yourself on his cock as he cums too while you milk every last bit of cum out his cock.
You both fall onto the bed, he’s drained and still in pleasure, recovering from it. He grabs you by you face and kisses you. Nibbles over your neck as you both fall asleep.

Oh What A Night! [FFM]

I thought I posted this ages ago, but couldn’t find it on my submitted list. If I have sorry for the repost, but there is another story in praise of older women coming.
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Late September back in 67, I was on the prowl. I had managed to get a really good fake ID which let me into a number of clubs. I really was only just eighteen, had to be 21 before you can drink, fuck, you know, the fun things then, but “mature looking,” as I was once told. What was left of summer was going, autumn was well and truly coming, warm days, cooler nights. My summer job, and my part time work through the previous two years bought me a 10 year old VW Bus that hadn’t been ruined by a bunch of hippies pretending to be artists.

I had fitted the rear cabin with a really thick sponge and some sheets adding both a rear window curtain and a curtain right behind the front seat. No other windows then. This was done entirely for fucking. I told my parents that it was really for me to get away camping, doing some surfing, or getting up to the Rockies but reality was, I wasn’t interested in those things unless there was someone to fuck while I was doing them. Read more »

Good morning [MF]

I hear the bedroom door open, rousing me from sleep. The bed shifts with your weight and I feel your hands slide over my ass and between my legs as I lay on my stomach. I sigh lightly as your fingers stroke my pussy. Suddenly, you quickly pull my underwear down and whisper, “I am going to fuck you.”

You grab the lube from the bedside table and rub it on my slit first, then onto your already erect cock. You don’t waste anytime pushing your head between my lips and into my pussy. Make no mistake, I’m not going to fight it. I’ve been dreaming about your cock all night. You push all the way in, making me gasp. My pussy stretches around your thickness, trying to accommodate your girth. You hold it all the way in for just a moment, allowing me to get used to it. Then you keep your promise. Pulling nearly all the way out, then sliding it quickly all the way back in. My body reacts almost immediately, my pussy tingles and swells, getting wetter by the second. I’m laying prone, taking all of your cock without any warm up, but my pussy wants it desperately. I can feel my muscles tense with your thrusts. Read more »

Fun with a silver fox [Mf]

Where do I begin? Will I regret getting this detailed? Maybe. But I have to document it before I forget.

I [21f] was traveling over the Labor Day weekend for family things. One thing lead to another, and I had the hotel room to myself. Obviously, this opens up opportunities for me, you know?

I’m Tindering on the DL throughout the weekend. It’s fun to check out the strangers in a new place, I dunno. I matched with some really cute girls but ultimately decided to change the settings to men. First man I see is absolutely *fine.* 48, tall, lean and tattooed, thick, dark hair with flecks of white, very well groomed grey/white beard. *Nice* smile. Super nerdy and geeky too. I questioned whether I should “super like” or not–I ended up opting for a regular like. (I am too anxious to super like, to be honest.) I was crossing my fingers we would match that night. We matched the next morning. He sends the first message. I reply. I’m now questioning if I should be frank with him and double message.

*I’m only here for another night. When would I ever see him again?* Read more »

My [23F] boyfriend [25M] likes to get me drunk before sex

My boyfriend has never discussed this kink forwardly, but it seems like he gets really turned on when I’m quite tipsy.

The other night we had a bonfire at home, and he was constantly pouring me very large cups of wine. Once I had a few I kind of got carried away and kept drinking late into the night. By the time we turned in for bed, I was babbling like an idiot and stumbling all over the place. I personally feel very unattractive in that state, but my boyfriend was super excited and ushered me into the bedroom where we had incredibly messy sex.

I’m okay with a drunk roll in the hay now and then, but I’m wondering if this is a common turn on? I’m happy to entertain sloppy drunk sex every now and then, but I don’t know that I want to make it a habit.

TL;DR

My bf likes sloppy drunk sex.

Hungover on a Wednesday, the perfect afternoon for a blowjob on her apartment stoop (FM)

I was hungover on a weekday. A total wash. I decided just to stay at home and recover. I got absolutely nothing done but a bath. She sent me a text asking if I wanted to hang out on her little, cluttered apartment stoop. I knew what that meant. She’d have a full bowl and she’d smoke most of it. I’d take a puff here and there.

When I arrived it was exactly that. It was her day off so she hadn’t got much done either. She was disheveled but cute. She’s always cute. She handed me her pipe and minutes later the anxiety of the hangover passed.

We chatted about nothing much for an hour, chatting and brushing skin. She kissed my neck and told me I was salty. It was the dead of summer. Her hand crept further into my thigh. It was only a matter of time before she invited me inside for a blowjob but I wanted to see how far she would take it out here on the stoop. She lives here. She sees the people in the other units on a daily basis. I’m just a friend who comes to visit. Still, it was the middle of a Wednesday, most everybody was at work. Read more »