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Samantha (part 2)

Part 2

As I load the laundry in the machine I close lid and turn machine on. Standing there in the laundry room just looking around. It’s a huge room in the basement. Clothes racks, shelves, storage and such.

I head up to the girls room to further check on how they are doing. One fell asleep so I help her into bed. I pick up the snack wrappers that was in there on the floor where they was sitting. The other sister is playing with her doll house and is looking slightly sleepy. I pat her on the head and kneel down playing with her a bit.

She slowly starts wearing down and I talk her into laying down in bed. After picking up her things I tuck her in. She is so sweet. Running my hands through her hair she then curls up and nods off.

As I stand up Mr. Blakely walks by the kids doorway heading towards the kitchen. I hear him sigh with a exhausted sound. I follow after him after turning lights down and closing the door to girls room. Read more »

The nerdy schoolgirl’s crush on her English teacher [fM] [POV] [student/teacher] [suckin’ & fuckin’]

I’m looking at the video, feeling dirty and horny at the same time.

I’d almost just deleted the email unread. “I’m 18 now!” The subject line sounded like spam. But it was sent by Brielle, one of my students. She’s a senior, soon to graduate. One of the bright ones, quick to grasp the concepts, always gets A’s, but keeps quiet, avoids the spotlight. She’s a cute kid, though I’ve trained myself to ignore that in the classroom. And she dresses low-key, doesn’t flaunt it. Usually.

I read the email again. It’s not long. “Hi Mr Lamont. It’s my birthday, but I’m the one who’s giving gifts today.” With a winky face and a kissy face.

But then I flip back to the attachment. The video. Where Brielle’s in her underwear, sitting cross-legged on what I guess is her bed. She’s got on this white tank top that clings to her lithe body. Through the textured fabric I can make out the dark nipples on her breasts. I’m meant to see them. And then there’s her cobalt blue panties, stretched tight over the mound of her sex. She casually pulls them to the side, revealing her tight, bare, teenage pussy, and then her fingers give it a playful little caress. Read more »

Daddy’s Obedient Snapchat Slut (M/F)

One of my favorite girls to sext is Molly. I’ve never met her in my life because we’re continents apart, but that doesn’t stop us from having fun. The thing about Molly is that she’s such a dirty little whore. She always begs me to degrade her and make her do naughty things.

She’ll usually snap me and tell me that my little slut is horny. She then begs me to give her orders. She never disappoints.

First, I have her show me what she’s wearing. She usually takes a full body snap. Most of the time, she’s either wearing a cute little dress or a t-shirt and pants. She knows daddy likes it when she wears dresses, so had started to wear them more often for me.

She usually goes to the bathroom and locks the door to make sure nobody sees her being a slut for me. Then, I ask her to prop up her phone. “Turn around, bend over for me and lift the dress.” Read more »

The Pleasure of Anticipation

[Str8]

Every lover in my past has taught me something.

In the same way I can chart my life with songs, musicians and bands, I chart my sexual journey in lessons learned from lovers.

Adam was my first teacher.

I was young. Only 21, just out of college and in my first job. My boss, Ben, was about 10 years older than me. He was a handsome, blond-haired, blue-eyed, 6’2” Ivy Leaguer who started his own company with his father’s money. His chiseled frame made me suspect he had been a rower or a swimmer in college. I was his first employee, something he mentioned every time he introduced me. Every time, except with Adam.

Ben had talked about Adam on my first day working for him. It was a Friday. I was sitting on sleeper sofa in his oversized corner office, trying not to reveal that I had no panties under my short skirt. My red satin garter belt, black stockings, and red bra were all new from Victoria’s Secret. Some women might celebrate a new job with a pair shoes or a purse. I bought lingerie. Read more »

Malishka (Baby) [les] [21F and 31F]

This wasn’t written as erotica necessarily, but it tells the hot story of my lesbian tryst in Moscow. Hope you enjoy!

I spend too much of my time thinking. I plan to make a living thinking and teaching others to do likewise. Though my heart reacts strongly, quickly, often senselessly, the entire process is laden with constant analysis. I am constantly doubting my desires. Sometimes, I want to be thoughtless.

Last Saturday night you gave me thougtlessness, малышка моя. The lights were low and the beer was sweet, so when you grabbed my hand and led me to the dance floor I followed you and kissed you just because I wanted to. I wanted your body so I took it, right there under the flashing lights, and I let you know how beautiful you were right when I noticed. When you asked me to come home with you, I knew what I wanted. When you asked if I wanted to date, well… Maybe I wasn’t exactly sure. But I didn’t run away from desires. I didn’t think as much as I felt. And after months of fighting my heart… Damn, it felt great. Read more »

Sometimes the Girl Wants to Take Charge (M/F)

I know this girl, totally type A personality. She has a list for everything and is always following her schedule. She has a young daughter, about 3 or 4 years old. Imagine how bad it must suck to be a single mom of a toddler while being a type A.

She was gorgeous though. You would never be able to tell that she has had a child. She had an hourglass figure. Thick hips, D cup tits, and a decently thin waist. She was very successful at her job too. She always needed to be the winner and do everything better than anyone.

This is part of the reason that she’s a single mom. She wouldn’t let the guy have a dominant role. She needed to be in charge.

I met her at a work thing about a year ago. After work, everyone got together at a small restaurant/bar to unwind. I spoke to her for a while. When the alcohol kicked in, she casually said she hadn’t been fucked in a while.

She said that she’s too busy for relationships. They don’t work for her anyway. And she doesn’t just want to download an app and fuck random dudes. There’s too many unknown factors with that. Read more »

Danni F20s and her BFF’s Dad M50’s

Danielle was the middle child, 2 sisters and a brother. Her youngest sister they all knew was a half sister. The 2 oldest kids? Who knows? Yeah mom got around in her younger years, even after she married the eldest 3 childrens dad. Then one day he just up and disappeared, never to be seen by the family again.

Mom raised the 4 kids the best she could as a single mom. Yes she took suitors, but they never lasted more than I few years, if that. As the kids got older the 2 eldest looked more and more like they’re old man(the one who vanished), bigger build than the other 2.
The youngest never really resembled the others except her mom’s blonde hair. Danielle long brunette hair, slim build, long legs, and a blossoming young lady.

After her oldest siblings had graduated and moved out. Dannielle in high school, a few years left till she can graduate and go off to college. Another thing that would be a first for her family, her siblings, her mom, her aunt’s and uncles had never went farther than graduating high school. Read more »

Working at Ice cream parlor [MF] [OC]

It’s been a while since I last posted a story, so here’s something new for ya…
This is a real story that took place around 3 years ago.

If You want just the naughty part go look for ===== ;)

I (M22 at the time) was curious about working as a waiter or barista since ive always wanted to try that. I was a waiter before but not in a coffee place.
I’ve sent my CV, got to the meeting…. let’s just go fast forward to my first day at work. I was scared at and stressed out pretty good. My manager (taller than me, slim and sexy blonde girl with blue eyes and nice tight dress) walked me through whole place and showed me everything. Then I got to meet my the team.
To my surprise I was the only male employee….
It took some days to get used to new job and place, I guess I was doing pretty good. Read more »

Hit Me With Your Rhythm Stick [Str8] [nc] [bdsm]

The deafening sound of his belt cascaded through the land, a welt forming almost immediately as it crashed down upon my tender flesh. He loomed sadistically over my bound body, bound to the ground beneath him. Sharp pain sliced at my stomach like a thousand knives all cutting at once. My pained screams echoed, coming back to me like a boomerang, taunting me. Whilst the mid-September sun was not particularly warm, it was bright. I tried to look into the sun to blind me from this hell, to block this image from being forever engrained in my memory. I stared into the fiery orb so much so that my eyes became blurry and unfocused, bright spots burning their way into my soul, much like cue marks on motion picture film prints.

His next blow struck me right across the breasts, the edge of the belt grazing the bottom of my nipples, the metal buckle slamming into my ribcage, enticing a screech from my throat, my mouth so dry, lubricated only from the blood of my animalistic screams. His gravelly voice violated my ears as he spoke his venomous words, “You deserve to be hit. You’re just a plaything I can use to release my stress, and my seed.” He finished his monologue with two sharp, sudden hits to my upper thighs, welts appearing within seconds. The jolts of electricity surging through my veins sent me into convulsions, the bark and gravel beneath me tearing at my skin with each movement. Read more »