Her boyfriend worried constantly when she drank with her male friends for good reason. She always ended up in her panties and a t shirt, or bikini, or some other boner inducing, cock teasing visual fantasy when he wasnt around. There was also heavy drug use by friends of friends, mixed with a drunk latina laughing while she is teasing and talking trash to her aggressively intoxicated and horny audience are recipes for disaster. One evening, there was a heavy flow of dope and everyone was almost frenzied at the sight of her. I tried to get her to settle down and go to sleep, reminding her of her boyfriend who she claimed to love deeply. No use. She and roommate Rob were shit talking each other as usual. He always teased her about being scared of him because it was common knowledge he had a pornstar sized cock, her boyfriend simply didnt. She on the other hand was known for making any lucky soul who got a chance to get inside her golden box, a two pump chump. When they tried, her puss was just too warm and gooey and tight. Mixed with the excitement of actually being the guy getting to pound Jessi, it was usually over quickly. That was always followed by teasing and braggin She watches Rob prepare some lines of dope, which she had never done before that night. She snorts wildly, as he looks on deviously. He starts getting hard as he ponders the possibilities. She does as much as she can until she gags. Her attention goes to his huge cock buldge in his undies. She’s in disbelief. It is fucking huge and solid covered in veins. As Rob does his share, she stares at his growing hog. She is hypnotized by the beast. She continues to ask questions about it as Rob pushes her back flat. He leans over Jessi and forces a huge kiss on her mouth. Drunk and tweaking hard, she opens her mouth and their tongues go at each other. Their kissing is loud and sloppy. Rob breaks from the kiss and sits up. He shoves his hand into the crease between her panty buldges and the top of her thigh. He attacks squeezing crazily while she kicks and shreiks, laughter clad screams begging for escape. He moves his deviant fingers right in the middle of her mound, and begins to knead at the mound. She squirms and tries to defend herself from the violation, but he leans down and begins kissing her neck. Trying to attempt resisting, she just wimpers ‘no’ softly in his ear. He disobes her pleas and his tongue slithers all over her neck and chin, then he attacks her ears. Her weak spot. Simultaneously his hand is going to town between her squirming thighs. It has found it’s target and wants to begin her punishment immediately. Rob looks up and smiles at his audience as his long bony fingers manhandle her delicious latina mound. His fingers move fiendishly over her thin cotton panties, as he kneads her fat bulging pussy. She tries to squirm and protect herself against his demonic hand which has unleashed a vicious molestation. He was ready to really make her pay. She was ready and eager to finally fuck and more importantly be fucked much to my dismay. Carefully the crowd was in pursuit. Every cock pulsed at the thought. This will be the best pussy he’s ever heard of. And all the intrigue made it that much sweeter. For starters she annoyed the shit out of him. Her music, her boyfriend always mooching,plus she was mean to his dog. A big no no. But Jessi had something special. What’s worse is that she knew it. She rubbed it in their faces. Laying on the couch in panties, her fat mound just on display for every passing cock. Those times she is really aching for her pussy to be fucked, she holds nothing back. Small cotton panties and a baby t work every time. And she knows what drives us crazy. Every time she shifts in her seat, she provides an even more delicious view of her monstrous young pussy. Jessi and her pussy were set the number one beat topic for a long period of time. When tweaking hard, they would share Jessi stories or sightings or fantasize about bringing her and her pussy to their knees. She was a legendary cock tease. Especially to her boyfriends friends. But Rob knew he was going to be the one to get revenge on savagely fucking her with his throbbing cock.
Category: sexystories
Master PC: Trust Chapter 1 [MF] [mind control] [transformation] [Mf] [Fm]
[Master PC: an oldie, but a goodie, though I did write this story quite a while ago. There are a couple more chapters after this one. I hope you enjoy it!]
Chapter 1: Simon
Everybody’s heard of Master PC. The program that lets you control people, change them physically and mentally to suit your whim. Make them into sex toys, bimbos, sluts, that’s the usual use. And I’d been tempted, oh yes. When it first showed up in my inbox, a million possibilities had gone through my head. I could have it all, panting love slaves, people giving me their money, all of that. At least, I could have all that if I were willing to ignore that damn conscience of mine. But I just couldn’t bring myself to mess around with people that way. Would I want some total stranger messing around with my head and body? Besides, I had a girlfriend, Alyx, and we were very happy together. We got along great, and we had a really good sex life. Why would I want to fuck that up?
So instead of going the usual route, I decided to share it with her.
Bound in Bliss [Str8] [MF] [BD]
His mind was racing all day. From the moment Garrett woke from his slumber all he could think about was seeing her in the evening. His morning activity was routine; wash the dishes, brush his teeth, feed his two cats, Oliver and Rex. Usually these actions are completed without thought, tasks so rote that it doesn’t require brain power, today though he had to concentrate. Thoughts of her played in his mind, snap shots of time they had spent together, memories of her laugh, her smile, her supple body.
Now, seated in the living room, eyes fixed on his computer screen Garrett cannot seem to be bothered with the lesson plan. How is he supposed to concentrate on real estate financing options when all he can think of is her natural curves, the taste of her lips, the noise she makes when he has fully entered her. With these thoughts, today it seems like the entire world is conspiring against him. Everyone is running late, the practice exam questions are worded to trick me, nothing is going my way, not even the seconds hand on his clock is spinning fast enough, or so it seems.
My boyfriend’s hot friend
So this took place years ago during my single years. I just got out of an ugly longterm relationship not too long before this.
I told myself i was going to take my time with the next guy. I just started dating this guy. He was talkative, fun, outgoing, and enjoyed the nightlife and i felt i currently needed a guy like that.
On the downside i felt like i was something he wanted to conquer, to cross off his list. I told him i was going to take my time and he accepted it. But he still attempted many times and got upset when i turned him down. He was talkative but with me i we didnt have much in common. Ive hung out with his friends in which i dont know like 90% of them and he pretty much just sets me to the side and hangs out with them. And then at the end of the night he would try to get some like he deserved it as if he put in the time and effort. So yea i felt like this relationship wasnt going nowhere.
I need advise about wife sharing!
I’ve never told my wife about it but two days ago we where out in public and we both noticed men where checking her out . She is 38 but in great shape. She got real exited my when I brought it up to her. Should I encourage it further. I’d luv to share her honestly.
Discovering my wife is a submissive: Part 3, public display [str8] [bdsm]
[note, best read in order, if you’ve not yet read Parts 1 and 2]
Picking up where we last left off, my wife grabbed her bag of clothes and went to put on a pair of pants, as instructed. I waited, impatiently, longer than I would have thought I’d be waiting. Finally, she emerged from the bathroom, and I asked what had taken her so long. “I put on a pair on khakis, but realized I am so wet that I was going to have a huge wet spot very soon. I took them off to put on these jeans and tried to wipe myself to clean up a bit, but even that made things even worse, every time I touched myself to wipe I felt like I might cum.’
‘You’re lucky I didn’t know that and that I hadn’t specified what pants to wear because if I’d thought about it, I’d have made you wear the khakis so that I could see how wet you were. But I’m hungry, so let’s go eat.”
She Thought She Could Outrun the Rape, Part 2. (M/F)
This is a continuation of part one. Highly recommend you read part one before this story.
I knew all about her daily activities. She had the same schedule every day. She’d get up, work from home at her apartment, go for a run, and then go home to eat, shower, and sleep.
I knew that my best shot at catching her off guard was after her run when she was tired. Today was the day. We went for our normal run, and went our seperate ways. I quickly got in my car and parked it near the end of her trail. It was in a dark area under a tree. You wouldn’t really notice it if you weren’t looking for it.
I saw her walking, she clearly looked tired from the run. The walk home was her cool down period. This is it. I put on my face mask and put my hoddie on. As she walked past an unlit area of the running trail, I quickly put my hand over her mouth and pulled her off the trail.
She Thought She Could Outrun the Rape, part 1. (m/f)
I told myself that I was going to start running to increase my stamina and get in shape. All this Corona Virus – working from him had really made me lazy. I began to run the same route every weekday in the afternoon.
Eventually I was able to run without being winded. It felt really good. My confidence was through the roof. One day, I saw this pretty blonde girl running a similar route. I didn’t think anything of it, considering that I may never see her again.
Over the next few days, I would see her running and would smile at her every time I passed by. I felt like we were connected in a weird way, like, both of us were always running at the same time. That’s what we had in common.
I grew excited to go on my runs just to see her. However, I didn’t see her the following day. It was strange. Maybe she had something come up.
The day after, I saw her again. I finally had an excuse to talk to her. When I got close enough, I told her that I missed her yesterday! She laughed and told me she had to run some errands for her sister. We got to chatting and talking. She was even more beautiful up close.
Samantha …(part1)
Samantha
First of all she loves to seduce men. It’s like a game to her. She loves feeling the power of desire she holds over men.
She is about 5′ long dark hair, green eyes and in good shape.
She was arriving at her babysitting job she got by force. She was on a temporary leave from college. Also needed some time away from her parents house. Her mother seems to love drama and at times causes so much undo stirrings.
Somehow while she was talking with the neighbor she found out they needed a babysitter. She volunteers her college aged daughter to do so. Her mother knew she wanted to take time to go out with friends so she took the opportune spot to make sure she was busy.
However Samantha or should we say “sam” decided to follow her mothers wishes. She had another plan that was already building in her mind. The Blakely’s had two kids. Twins to be exact. The husband ironically was Sam’s mothers boss. Well in a way. He was her bosses boss. So she always tried her best to impress and please him.
A Night Out on the Town Pt. 7[MF]
The evening starts to come to an end and the music has all but faded. We make our way outside to the waiting limo. I walk you out with an arm around your waist and my suit jacket over my shoulder. I feel like a million bucks as everyone stares as we walk out. “You sure do turn heads my love!”
Once outside we stand at the curb. Oh how the moonlight plays off your skin. I can’t help but feeling like the luckiest man on earth. The limo pulls up to the curb, and the driver opens his door for us, but I can’t help stealing a kiss before we climb in.
I watch as you gracefully step in, and I enter right after you. We share a set at the very back of the limo, the lights in the back cast colors of light over us. I hold your hand tight. As the limo pulls out I can’t help but mention, “its a shame to rent such a big limo when we only want the space next to each other.” You look at me for a moment, and I wish I could read your mind for I know something is going through that mind.