My Bedroom Window (M 20) And Mrs. Bennette’s Bedroom Window (F40) Part Two Continued

**continued from part 2**

I woke an hour or so later and dinner was ready. As I sat there eating my mind kept wandering to the previous night with Mrs. Bennett. Her perfect tits bouncing up and down as she rode me. I kept asking myself if it really happened because I couldn’t believe it. I actually thought it was a wet dream at one point. Then I remembered her telling me to look out my bedroom window. I went in my room and turned on my bedroom light and did some more reading. As I read my book I heard a sound

“Pssst.. hey Daniel….Daniel you there?” I went to my bedroom window and Mrs. Bennett was there partially leaning out. I opened my blinds all the way

“Yeah, i’m here. What’s up?”
“I told you look out your bedroom window for a reason, turn off your light.”

I went to my light and turned it off. I returned to the window to look at Mrs. Bennett’s. She turned off her light and it was dimly lit by the light on her nightstand. There was enough light in her room to see her. If she took a few steps back you wouldn’t be able to see her.

The Submissive Manager Part 1 [MF]

I stared at Natalie at work, her beautiful brown hair pulled into a tight, professional bun, turning me on and begging to be grabbed hold of whilst I fucked her. The blue and white jumpsuit she wore accentuating her seductive boobs and tightly covering her incredible butt, begging to be groped. My cock hardened as I stared at her, fantasising about all the things I wanted to do to her that night.

The sound of strawberries landing on the scales snapped me out of my day dream and I hurriedly served the next customer before refocusing my attention on the sexy manager in the jumpsuit giving orders without a seconds thought. I pressed the doorbell in my cabin and saw her get out of her office chair and walk over.

“What do you need?” She asked

“Um change please darling” I stuttered thinking on my feet an excuse to stare at her cleavage.

“Ok, I’ll be back in a moment.” She turned on her heel before looking back and saying, “oh by the way Jack, my eyes are up here” my cheeks flushed red with embarrassment but didn’t stop me ogling her ass as she walked away. My extremely hard dick starting to uncomfortably strain against my black lycra boxers.

Picked up by and had sex with a “random” guy while out walking

I told my partner I was going for a walk.

I honestly did through a local park, just wanting to have some fresh air.

But while out this random guy said something to me and we engaged in brief conversation.

He said the right things at the right time, convincing me to walk past his place.

I ended up on top of him, on top of his bed.

Just under an hour later, I arrived home from my walk.

My partner none the wiser.

Yes, we did get caught (Part 1) [Str8][mf][Inc]

Yesterday someone posted a question on another sub, about siblings who got caught fooling around. It touched a nerve. That was us. My sister and I “fooled around” a lot. We were close in age and both kind of chubby and awkward, and neither of us had normal social lives so it was kind of inevitable that we spent a lot of time together. The question brought a flood of memories back. I started to write this as a comment on that post, but in the end decided it deserved its own post. 

Our parents left us to our own devices (figuratively speaking – this was long before cellphones and the like) much of the time. We had lots of silly games and habits – like for example we’d recreate scenes from our favorite books (we both read a lot and shared books). Sometimes the scenes would get very dramatic. For example, she’d be dying of consumption and needed to be examined by the doctor – that was me of course. And that meant, obviously, unbuttoning her blouse and feeling her chest. Which she didn’t mind at all! As I said our parents weren’t paying a whole lot of attention to us, but they knew we played games together and I think they must have realized that the games would sometimes progress to that kind of experimentation even though we knew not to do it in front of them. I think they were embarrassed to confront us, or maybe just didn’t care.

MY BOYFRIEND PAID ME $1,000 TO PISS ON ME [mf] [piss] [throat fuck] [squirt] [mast] [facial]

My boyfriend has always wanted to piss on me, but I am just not about it. Every few weeks or so, he brings it up again. Or, he’ll drop some subtle hints that he’s been chugging water all day and hasn’t gotten to use the bathroom. I know it’s his fantasy. I just could never bring myself to be a human toilet for him.

One time, I walked in from the gym to find him jerking off on the couch to piss porn. Anyone else might be jealous or horrified, but I was relieved (get it?) that he was watching porn and not meeting strangers.

I wanted to be a little piss slut for him. I just couldn’t get into it. And believe me. I tried. I watched him piss. I even pissed on myself in the shower a few times. (I never told him.) Sometimes, I’d piss into the palm of my hand and then taste a little of it. Just to see. And I just thought: Sitting in the tub, on my knees, under my boyfriend as he soaked my tits in piss was just … I donno. I just couldn’t.

Craigslist milf [20 M] [54 F]

I have always fantasized about older/mature women. I would post on Craigslist every day horny looking for lonely or horny milfs. Missed connections was amazing. I got some replies here and there even almost went to ones house! But there was one who sent me her phone number. We texted and she asked what i wanted out of it and i finally asked her for some pictures. She was so sexy (a little bigger) but i was so horny. She wanted to meet at a park so i drove out to meet her.

We met up and talked a little and instantly began groping her tits and delicious pink pussy. I couldnt keep my hands off her! She was hungry so we drove to in n out. The whole ride my hands did not come off her i was so horny and i have never wanted to fuck so bad. We order and she pulls her tits out in the drive thru for everyone to enjoy. We pull out and she says “park over there somewhere” pointing to the empty lot. I park and we begin making out and she grabs my dick. I unbutton my jeans and she begins to give me the best head of my whole life. My uncut cock deep in her mouth so warm and wet. I jack off in front of her as she rubs her clit and moans. I cum all over my steering wheel and she licks it all up clean. She continued to rub her wet pink pussy right in front of me!

a movie night with friends

It started out as a regular night for Jack, he was heading over to a Jennifer’s apartment to watch a movie with her and her roommate Mikayla. He expected this night to go as every movie night does with them having fun, laughing, and him leaving with a raging boner and the bluest balls.

They didn’t mean to tease him or get him excited like that it was just being around them for that long he couldn’t help it. Jennifer was short at only about 5’4, had the sweetest set of b-cup titties that just barely filled up your hands, long red hair, a sweet face, milky white skin, and an ass you could bounce a quarter off of. There were so many nights Jack thought about that ass bouncing of his thick, girthy cock. Mikayla was different she was taller about 6′, had short blonde hair, thin as a rail, no ass to speak off, but she did have the best set of tits Jack had ever seen a solid C cup maybe pushing D and the smallest hands that would make Jack’s cock look fucking huge.

The Night Clerk – Part 1 [MF] [travel] [hotel] [clerk]

With a smile on her face and a warm, friendly voice, Rita greeted me with “Welcome back Mr. Singh. It’s so nice to see you again.” She had a coworker around her so she was a little more formal than calling me by my first name, Rohan, as she had done in the recent past. I said, “Rita, it’s always a pleasure to see you and your smiling face. How’ve you been?”

As a traveling salesman working for a tech company, I had opportunities to meet and get to know some of the staff at places I stayed at multiple times due to repeat visits to my customers. Rita was one of those people and we had a pretty good connection. Wine was something we both had an interest in and it helped bring us closer together. On this trip, I happened to bring along with me two bottles of a wine that we both really liked. I brought one to drink and one to give to Rita.

[M/F] The Boss Pt 1

Matthew Stewart was a smart man, he worked hard and rarely asked questions which is what got him to where he was now. District manager of a flourishing tech company. Not the highest rung up the ladder but definitely not the lowest.

He enjoyed his job, made good money, and best of all had an incredibly attractive secretary.

Rebecca had strawberry blonde hair and baby blue eyes. She was a good secretary, friendly, had a way about her that made people smile. She was smart too, could pick up on the little things people said or did. She had long fit legs, a heart shaped ass, and 36C cup breasts.

Matthew was working late one day and when that happened Rebecca stayed late as well, just in case he needed anything of course. She was typing away on her computer as Matthew finished up throwing a few finishing touches on a few of his letters to clients. Rebecca heard the soft buzz of her intercom and answered it swiftly.

“Yes Mr. Stewart?” She said pleasantly

“Could you read over these letters for me? Make sure I didn’t miss anything?”

Alexei Iskakov, Bounty Hunter, Ch 2: Taking The Dog For A Walk [Mf][bdsm][huml][Mdom][Fsub][nc][sci-fi]

Zarina couldn’t stay asleep. She had tried, but the cage was cramped and having her hands cuffed behind her was far from comfortable. She tried to count her blessings. It was chilly in here, but far warmer than the hold. She was cramped and uncomfortable in the cage, but it was far from the pain and stress of how she was bound earlier. Eating the cubes of tofu without the use of her hands and having to suck on the nozzle of the water bottle was humiliating, but at least it didn’t taste awful, and no one was watching. Except, well, the security camera.

Oh, god. That creep must be watching from his bunk.

She pushed the food bowl to the side with her head and rolled off her stomach onto her side, back to the security camera. This was a little more comfortable. She gave the cuffs a tug. The heroines in the Californian and Tamil dramas she watched as a kid always managed to get out of these sort of situations. She’d fantasized about being a captured spy or resistance fighter, bravely defying interrogation, but this was far less glamorous. Nearly nude, cold, and eating out of a dog bowl in a cage, with no idea of where she was or how she got there, she shivered, and curled up into a ball passing into a fitful, teary slumber.