Category: sexystories

To Her Bull [rhyme] [hotwife] [cuckold]

You asked me if I was cool

With what you did with her

You’ve always been a tool

But please do read further

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More than anything I’m worn out

With the crumbling economy

My faith is displaced with doubt

My love with near enmity

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I don’t blame her for seeking

Some solace in your arms

Just remember while you’re fucking

To love her beyond her charms

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She belongs to me but I

Think she’s given you her heart

Love her tender, hard and try

To love her long and be smart

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A woman like her doesn’t come

Often to men like you

Use your brain as you hum

And cum inside her too

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Don’t hold back your loving

On account of me keep going

This missive is my blessing

Enter her and keep pumping

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Making things complicated

I would advise against such

Her other needs can be sated

Only your cock she needs much

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Cherry on Top, Chapter 1 [Mf] [Incest] [Father/Daughter]

*Author’s note: Though this can be treated as a standalone, it is fully intended to be read after Having Some Brie and Cream & Coco, which chronologically precede this story. This is your spoiler warning. Viewer discretion is advised.*

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My dad continued stroking his cock, looking at me with lustful eyes. The hand I had down my pants wasn’t enough. I needed him. It didn’t matter that he was actually only looking at a polaroid of my mom. It didn’t matter that I was actually only watching video footage of him doing all this. In the moment, it felt like he wanted me.

“Cherish! You ready for school?”

I hastily turned my phone off and pulled my hand out of my jeans, wiping my fingers on the dark denim. Nasty, I know, but I couldn’t have dad knowing I was touching myself first thing in the morning. “Yeah, one sec!” I called back. Hauling my backpack, I walked into the kitchen to see my dad finishing up his coffee. I couldn’t get the image of him stroking himself out of my head. He glanced at me and grew a worried expression. Read more »

[Mf] Saving daddy’s job [oral] [Mdom] [big dick] [long]

I was laying in my bed feeling guilty and thinking again how i got here. I was so stupid, last week my dad took away my phone saying my grades have to become better before I can get it back. But I had to send Aron, my bf, a picture of my ass before going to bed. He loves that and it’s our ritual. Well… I am hiding in my room for two days, not going to school, so who knows if he hasn’t found another girl that makes him happy yet. The first evening I tried but this brought me here. I took my dads work phone into the bathroom and, as usually, I pulled my pj’s down so that my butt was only decorated with my sexy thong I was wearing for Aron and took a picture for him. Just after I sent it I got a notification that inappropriate content was detected by a monitoring app and this violation would be reported!
I deleted the picture and dismissed the notification, put the phone back and ran terrified to my room. Read more »

3 Years a Sex Slave [FFFFF] [MF] [bdsm]

Part 11

There is a familiar theme of bdsm running through the Club. Not so much the s&m, light paddling, swishing rather than outright whipping, but nothing too heavy. Welts that become bruises can be common, but they’ve never been debilitating, not as far as I know. After my introduction to bondage, mom would tie me up sometimes, but she never had the serious dungeon that some members have. I did think about using the basement, like some have done, but at the time, I thought Emma would want to know why she couldn’t use the basement for her gym any more.

The first time I met Sub K- was at a small gathering. She’s a lawyer, someone you might recognize from the papers. She is not a real high flying publicity hound, but has had a number of cases that have attracted attention. She owns her own firm and in court is a real attack dog. She has torn witnesses apart, broken opposing legal argument with a few incisive questions that opens the doors to her clients. She doesn’t win them all, obviously, one of her more famous recent cases the offender was jailed, but not for as long as he could have been. Read more »

I [F] craved his cock in my mouth [oral] [face fuck] [throat pie]

He’s sitting in his chair, leaned back, hips forward, watching the tv. His imperfectly perfect, manly hands are folded, fingered crossed, on his stomach. His thighs look so delicious in his lounge wear. His plain colored underwear with “Hanes” on the waistband, peeking out from the top.

He lifts his arm up and places his hand behind his head. He’s completely relaxed and looks so comfortable. He doesn’t notice, but his Dri-Fit shirt is raised up a few inches, showing the bottom of his tummy. Just the right amount of hair now shows on his bare stomach.

I cant take it anymore. I need to get on my knees. I crave his cock in my mouth.

I climb off of my chair and crawl towards him. When he notices me, he tries to sit up. I stop him. “Don’t move,” I tell him while putting one hand on his chest. I reach for my hair tie on my wrist and loosely tie my hair in a pony tail. Read more »

I [M] fucked the cart girl [f]. Again! [str8]

AN: This is the second part, I’d recommend reading part one first.

It had been a couple weeks since I had last seen Emma in person, but we had kept in contact the whole time, texting almost every day, and I even downloaded Snapchat for her. Our conversations were mainly pretty PG; we talked about our days and how we wished we could see each other before Emma went back to college. Every now and then, Emma or I would be in the mood, and our snaps and texts would get very raunchy very quickly. Seeing her incredible body in various states of undressed made me realize how much I missed her.

One night, I was sitting on my couch alone, mindlessly watching baseball, when my phone started to ring. Emma wanted to Facetime. My heart rate quickened as I tried to make myself look a little more presentable than I was.

I answered it and was greeted by Emma’s big smile and bright blue eyes.

“Hey!” Emma said excitedly, “Are you busy? I can call back if you are!”

“No, no. I’m just watching the baseball, nothing important.” I said reassuringly. Read more »

Perfect night described by the sub [bdsm][mf] I am not a writer but I just thought I would share!

Today you asked me to describe my idea of the perfect tonight. I know ultimately it doesn’t matter because at the end of the day you decide my life but I appreciate the gesture. If I had to start my perfect night it would start with a hot shower. I know how you like your slave clean. I would walk out of the bathroom to fine my blue shirk and black bra laid out the bed. As I’m getting dressed I receive a text with how you want my makeup heavy, my hair in pig tails and for me to walk into the living room when I’m done.

I finish getting ready and start heading your way. I’m nervous but also excited. I have chills because you kept the house cold so my nipples would stay hard. When I get into the living room, I see you laying in your spot and you tell me to come stand next to you and face the tv because we are going to watch a movie. Read more »

She Let (M)e Fuck, But Not Where You’d Think

She insisted that she wanted to wait till marriage before anything went into her pussy. There was no convincing her otherwise. However, she wasn’t a complete angel. Anytime I saw her, she’d let me play with her tits and grab her ass all I wanted. I got blowjobs from time to time. She always made sure to take care of me, just not with her pussy.

I remember we were in a movie theater once and she stroked my dick while watching the movie. She would just use my shirt to cover my dick and I’d cum all over my stomach. Good thing it was dark in there. But I digress.

Anyway, she was a total freak. She would send me nudes all the time. I just never got to see her pussy. She either covered it, or took pictures with panties on. She even went as far as sending me pictures of her bent over, using both hands to spread her ass for me. She drew in a line over her pussy so I wouldn’t see it. She really made me want it. Read more »

Discovering my wife is a submissive: Part 2, her collar [str8] [bdsm]

So, I reviewed in Part 1 how my wife and I discovered our dom/sub relationship after 12 years of marriage. Fast forward a few years to a weekend getaway we‘d planned for our 15-year anniversary. In those years in between, we’d explored her submission at great length and had come to a level of communication and intimacy in our relationship that can’t be described as anything other than incredible.

For our anniversary, we’d planned a weekend away alone (a much anticipated break from parenting and just being able to enjoy ourselves, alone, as a couple). We‘d made a reservation at a hotel in quaint little town on the water a couple of hours away. A town that is bustling with boater activity and tourists most months, but becomes a quiet little town with a lot of cute shops and nice restaurants in the winter. A perfect retreat for us. And since it was a significant anniversary, we’d splurged and gotten a large suite at a really nice hotel overlooking the water. I had every intention of making this an anniversary and a weekend we would never forget. Little did I know it would turn into a weekend we talk about still, as one of the most memorable and hot experiences either of us could dream of. Read more »

A Night Out on the Town part 6 [MF]

Your lips find my ear and you bite my earlobe before whispering in my ear. “This is your own fault you know” as you slip out of my grasp, and my cock pulls out of you. On weak knees you make your way into the stall as I stumble to find my pants on the floor.

We try hard to compose our selves and a moment later you emerge from the stall and join me by the mirror. I’m fumbling to fix my tie, so you come behind me and help to get it just right. We look each other through the mirror, both of us red in the face from the exertion.

“Do you think they will all know when we go back out there” I say with a smile. Your smile back melts my heart. I turn around in your arms and lean against the sink. I brush a loose strand of hair out of your eyes and look at you lovingly.

“I didn’t expect that to happen. I thought we would at least make it to the limo.” I kiss you on the nose before you straighten out your dress and observe yourself in the mirror. A knock on the door tells us we have been in here too long so we make our way out. Read more »