Yummy Mummy – Part 2 – Dirty Laundry – [Gentle FemDom] [MILF] [Fm] [Handjob] [Good boy]

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Yummy Mummy – Part 1 – [Str8] [Fm] [FemDom] from sexystories

Fuck! She is *hot*.

Yes, I think my best friend’s Mum, Sarah, is *so* fucking hot. From the moment I saw her curves stretching over that yoga mat, my erection hadn’t backed down. If Mrs. Miller……. I mean Sarah, is going to spend the summer holidays walking around the house in her gym gear then I need to pull myself together.

Sarah has disappeared into her room, I assume to get changed out of her gym gear into something equally as sexy, so whilst the coast is clear I hurriedly bundle up my laundry that needs washing and carry it down the stairs. I find the small utility room, just off the kitchen, and set my clothes down in front of the machine. Next, I set about searching in the cupboards for some detergent and that’s when I spot it, just lying there, on the floor.

Her thong.

Small. Soft. Simple. Black lace cotton.

Lucia [Str8][MF][F][mast][exhib][voy]

[I mostly write fictional stories, but this one is true — some details omitted or slightly modified to protect the guilty.]

This happened was when I was a grad student. I was in love with a woman in a foreign country, but for various reasons (I had limited financial means to go see her, she couldn’t afford to come to the US, and we’d never really established a solid physical relationship due to her hang-ups) that relationship was to some extent on “hold.” Nevertheless I had remained faithful to her for a year and a half as I tried to concentrate on my studies. Finally, I got a fellowship to go do field studies in the country in question — joy! I was pretty stressed out, though, in the last semester before I was to head over there. My “girlfriend” was sending mixed messages: sometimes she would talk about how excited she was that I was going to spend almost a year with her; other times, she’d tell me that she didn’t think I was actually going to end up coming. I tried to reassure her by joking that even if I didn’t want to go, I couldn’t avoid it as all the paperwork was done and I’d already withdrawn from classes for the next semester. That didn’t seem to reassure her. International telephone calls back then were expensive, so we didn’t talk that often. She didn’t have email access either — it wasn’t yet widely available outside of university computer science departments in her country. So we sent long handwritten letters back and forth, and I spent a lot of time trying to read between the lines that she wrote (it didn’t help that I was still learning the language). I knew I loved her and wanted to be with her, but I felt very uncertain about what I was going to find when I finally got over there.

Birthday Surprise (MF)

You head home after another work day is over. Parking your car in the driveway, you climb out of your car and head to the door. As you walk inside, the smell of dinner greets your nose, you love when she has dinner ready when you get home. You call out “honey, I’m home” with a playful smile on your face. I yell back, “I’m in the kitchen!” You take off your shoes and make your way towards the kitchen, your mouth salivating over what I might be cooking for you tonight. As you turn the corner, you can’t believe your eyes, your mind thinking “well this is different”.

[Incest][M/F][Mom/Son] Mom Caught Me Looking At Her Nudes

“That’s a lot of stuff, Mom.”

I gazed around the very spacious storage unit, wondering just how much of it we’d need to haul out today.

“Yeah,” she replied with a nervous giggle. “I’m sorry, Scotty, I forgot how much crap ended up in here over the years. A lot of it is… his though.”

I placed a supportive hand on her shoulder. It hurt me to hear how much pain was in Mom’s voice, and how she was even unable to say Dad’s name. A few months ago, he served my mom with divorce papers, and said he was leaving her for his damn secretary, who was some twenty year old bimbo. I guess that asshole didn’t even have the balls to be original when he blew our family up.

This morning, Mom had decided that the house felt too empty now that he’d moved his stuff out, and she wanted to retrieve some things that he’d made her put in storage. She said she wanted to reclaim her space, and I was happy to do anything that would help her feel better.

“Don’t worry, Mom. We’ll figure it out. I’m right here, however long it takes.”

Smoothie Girl [Str8] [M]

Sexy employee at smoothie shop yesterday afternoon bent over for me while mixing ingredients for my smoothie.

She had on grey booty shorts and wanted to show it off to me.

It was 30 mins before close for her, but I had to get to work.

I gave her the max tip the screen allowed, but it wasn’t the only tip I wanted to give.

Next time I go in I’ll make sure to ask if she’s single.

My Best Friend’s Girlfriend (Part 2) [MF]

I woke up the next morning to Jack tapping my shoulder.

Whenever Jack spent the night at my place, he always left the next morning without a wait. He had to go to work rather early, so he didn’t bother saying goodbye half of the time. So when I slowly opened my eyes to him waking me up, I flinched back, thinking about the previous night.

Jack looked at me with concern. “Aaron, is everything alright?”

I stared at him, trying to read his expression. His words sounded genuine, as if he really was concerned for me, and his face matched the same look. Was there really a different reason for him waking me up?

I breathed a sigh of relief. Looks like I had done a good job covering up the evidence from last night. I turned back to face Jack.

“Oh no, everything’s alright. I just got startled,” I responded, keeping the lie going.

“Makes sense. I don’t usually stick around in the morning, do I?” Jack laughed. “Anyway, I need a favor from you.”

I nodded my head. I didn’t have any plans today, so it couldn’t hurt to spend some time helping him out.

Bring your daughter to work day [fM] [office]

White stockings ran from her black leather boots to a pleated skirt with a green-blue plaid design. A white polo tucked into the skirt’s tight waistband, embroidered with the emblem of a prestigious private school — expensive enough to earn the label “academy”. She was cute, in a bookish way. Simple makeup, brunette hair tucked neatly behind her ears.

In our sea of gray suits and beige cubicals, she stood out.

I pumped the handle on the chrome carafe, coffee sputtering into a paper cup. Another stolen glance across the office, and she caught my gaze. Eye contact, just for a moment, a fraction of a second before I looked away. I shook my head to wash the embarrassment off and trudged back to my cube.

She made a beeline towards me. The blush returned to my cheeks. Resting my elbow on the half-height wall, I sipped from my cup. Look casual, I told myself.

I said, “You looking for something?”

No answer. Her gaze slid over me, darted around my desk. My workspace was messier than I liked. A mane of post-its around three mis-matched screens, magazines stacked in one corner, the remains of breakfast in the other, and between them splayed out a half-dozen papers covered in scribbled notes.

Changing the rules of the happiness game (Part 9) [Str8][mf][mast][inc]

When I got home, Mom and Lily were out; Dad told me they’d gone shopping. In a funny way, I was relieved; I wasn’t sure if I could face Lily right away. I needed some time completely by myself to mull over what I’d experienced last night. Retreating to my room, I closed the door, flopped down onto my bed, and stared the ceiling. I felt numb, a little detached from the real world. Part of that, I supposed, could have been the lingering effects of the pot; I had no prior experience with it, and thus nothing to compare it to. But my mind kept skittering away from the central enormity of what had happened the night before.

My bff’s bf.

Kris was my best friend. We had been bff s before bff’s were even a thing. 6th grade on. College roommate even. And then…Zack.

Zack was her bf. I heard them have sex…idk, a LOT. He was foul, and treated her like trash. I was not a fan but, whatever. I was also not a fan of their weekly “I caught you cheating it’s over ” Saturday morning fight. And this one Saturday, it was one of those. Kris was screaming he was explaining…I retreated into the living room, so not to hear as much. 10 minutes later, they burst into the same formerly peaceful living room.

I rolled my eyes and continued listening to my Walk Man. (Don’t judge. ) the tape ended but, I didn’t want them to know so I just picked something to zone out on. And of all the things to pick…his cock. I mean, it was under tighty whities but still. It looked big, thick. Masculine. So I tuned them out and zoned, until I couldn’t because Kris was screaming my name. Julz, why the F are you staring at my boyfriends dick?

[FF] My girlfriend caught me masturbating

My girlfriend once caught me masturbating in my room. It was one of those nights, where you’re horny as fuck and just about anything will turn you on. I had been scrolling reddit for hours, feeling my panties getting wetter and wetter, squirming as I lay in bed, desperate for any kind of friction against my wet pussy. Finally deciding I couldn’t take it any longer, I grabbed my pillow and bunched it up between my thighs, sitting on my knees so that the firm fabric rutted up against my wet cunt. I let out a sharp gasp, followed by a gutteral moan at the pressure on my clit.

Reaching up, I stroked my hands over my naked body, everywhere but the places I wanted them most. My stomach, my hips, my thighs, my neck and shoulders, skirting around my breasts and avoiding my inner thighs. While I did this I began thrusting my hips, grinding up against the pillow. The mattress squeaked as I moved but I didn’t care, I was so desperate for release that I just kept going.