The Sexy MILF Next-Door Part 2: The Birthday Surprise [mF, exh, oral]

I’m not going to lie. After that afternoon with Bev (which probably lasted no more than 15 minutes), I spent the rest of the afternoon alternating between daydreaming about it happening again and checking out the pics she’s posted on line. I had just seen her completely naked, playing with herself no more than ten feet away from myself doing the same thing, but I couldn’t get enough. What did she mean by a “birthday surprise?” When would she message me. I’ve known her since I was like five, 17 years of my life. I’ve been legal for almost four years. If she was that turned on by me, why did she wait so long for that to happen? No matter. It happened now, so that’s all I should worry about.

After an hour or so, my parents both got home. After graduation, I moved back home and have been working from home. It’s not ideal, but all things considered, I can’t complain. I went downstairs to meet them and get ready for dinner, making sure to bring my phone with me. No messages yet, but I wanted to be ready to answer as soon as one came in.

He Drives Me Crazy [FM] [Fant]

I met someone on a certain subreddit a little while ago. His body has become my obsession. He’s constantly on my mind, and I’m constantly turned on. He will tease me throughout the day, making me want to stop whatever I was doing and pleasure myself. The sight of his physique gives me shivers and I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter at every pic he sends.

His cock is the most perfect looking cock, perfect in length and girth. I want to feel him shoving himself into my tight wet pussy as he pins me by my throat, pressing my head down. Fucking me senseless until I’m a half-conscious, drooling mess. I want him to cover me in his hot cum as he uses my body.

I also what to feel his hands grasping both of my heavy breasts, pinching their small nipples, while I bounce up and down on his big cock. I want to him to feel how wet he gets me and how many times he can bring me to climax.

I’d love for it all to happen one day.

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The Sexy MILF Next-door [mF, mast, exh, milf]

My twenty-second birthday will definitely go down as the most memorable birthday that I, or probably any guy, has ever had. But the buildup to that birthday night is a bit of a whirlwind. How I went from sitting at my desk, my hand down my pants, watching porn, to spending a night with the most amazing cougar I could dream of still seems pretty surreal to me, but damn if it isn’t the best type of surreal.

I already kind of gave up where the story starts off, but like most guys in their early twenties, I often spend my evenings in my room, my web browser navigated to some porn site or another, and my hand wrapped around my dick. I can’t help it, but as long as I can remember, I’ve had a thing for older women. It’s not that girls my own age don’t turn me on. I mean, I’ve been with a handful and always enjoy myself, but there’s just something about a cougar, a sexy older woman, that really turns me on.

The Heal Slut: Chapter Two [MF] [Fantasy]

# Part Four: A Decision Made

**Marcia Tumbleheart**

Marcia felt his energy rolling around them the entire walk towards her home. It was intoxicating and distracting, as if she could feel the lust that boiled underneath his skin. It was an intense compliment and sounded like a voice in the back of her head that urged her to give into him.

The basket was safe as she approached, though the flowers and potential benefit seemed almost unimportant now. Marcia’s mind was racing as she struggled to keep moving forward, ignoring the lovely feeling coming from her new companion, and thinking about how to solve the spell that gripped his mind.

As they approached the wards, Marcia reached up and gripped his wrist, making sure the wards knew he was safe and could pass freely through them again. The feeling of his pulse under her fingers nearly made her hesitate, but her determination forced her feet forward and she let go of him as the magic of her wards passed them.

“Is it as hard for you as it is me?” Marcia asked, smiling slightly as she glanced at him. His quick pulse under her touch before was her main clue.

The Heal Slut: Chapter One [MF] [Fantasy]

# Part One: The Beginning

**Tirron Maldrek**

Tirron growled to himself as he looked up into the sky. The sun was bright and the day was hot. The sweat was uncomfortable, but not unfamiliar. The wind was still today, though normally it blew in behind them as they followed the road away from the sea.

“What’s the matter?” His riding companion asked in a low voice, eyeing Tirron from the side. Pitrin was a warrior mercenary like Tirron himself, but less skilled with a sword and more with a bow. But his lack of emotions often irritated Tirron, whose own anger was easily stirred.

“Its fucking hot. Ready for a cool bed and some liquor.” Tirron complained to his companion. Pitrin shrugged and looked forward to the leader of the caravan.

“Harvey says we should arrive today. Is that not soon enough?” The human spoke with a small smile. Tirron growled again and shook his head, urging his horse forward.

“Take up the rear, Pitrin. I’m going to head up front for a while.” Tirron ordered his companion, riding away before the human could respond that neither of them were in charge. Tirron didn’t care and shook his head, using his hand to pull his braid away from his neck.

He was alone with my dirty panties [F]

I was out with my friends one day, catching up with each other in a coffeehouse a long walk away from the dorms. I rarely bothered to lock my doors back then, not really thinking anyone would have a reason to go in there anyway. Suddenly my phone went off: I checked it and saw someone had sent me a picture. It was obvious what it was: a huge, erect penis front-and-center. I raised an eyebrow.

At first I was about to dismiss it as a random dick pic, until I realized: this was in my room! That was my bed in the background! And laid out on my bed were the contents of my dirty clothes hamper: twelve pairs of my used, smelly panties!

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[FM] Compliance Training [Part 1] [MindControl] [Romance] [Bimbofication]

Craig was tired. In earnest, he had been tired since before quarantine hit, but he’d never admit it. He had always been a hard worker. The kind who checks emails on the weekend, vacations, 3AM. Married to the job more than he was married to his wife. But that didn’t mean he wasn’t still interested in her. Of course, he had had more sex with his right hand than with her in the last few months.

Craig had seen it start. Claire started getting lazy. She skirted on certain chores, missed meeting Craig at the airport, and their sex life had gone downhill. He was still interested, but he had to admit she’d lost some of her fire since the wedding.

But not anymore.

Craig was a man of extravagant wealth. And men of extravagant wealth had access to things that lesser men would never dream of. He’d been skimming a website, trying to find ideas for how to reignite the spark, when he stumbled onto a video series.

*Compliance Training.*

Lustington

Once upon a time,
There was a magical kingdom far away, full of wonder, magnificent creatures, magic, and beautiful people.The large kingdom had a name that outsiders and wondering travelers would call Lustington. Lustington was not a normal kingdom though, for this land had a spell casted around it that had been known to the people who lived there for years. The subjects of this spell had uncontrollable urges to fuck in the most nasty way possible. Every night, screams of pleasure, joy, and climaxes could be heard throughout the vast city. The population and fame of the kingdom was steadily growing due to this spell, but the people it affected cared little. They were just too busy fucking. The people lived their lives around sex and for some people, sex was their lives. Shops would spring up for sex, bars had sex rooms, large beds were manufactured to fit not just two but up to four or five people! Potions and oils were created to make sex better, longer, harder, and wetter, and the foods that were grown and sold were all also incorporating sex. Even the farmers fucked their (hoes) during the middle harvesting hours of the day. Any traveler that made his way into the kingdom was instantly overcome with horny urges. There were many parties and celebrations that would be occurring often as well, usually involving sex in their festivititties. For example, the boob fair was very popular. As well as the dick parade. And “Cock Fights” had a whole different meaning in this land. In every house at least a few times a day you could find couples of two or more either banging each other on furniture or eating ass as cum and squirt flew through the air. You would even find dogs and cats in the street getting laid. For years, all was happy in the kingdom, and the peoples sexual desires and dreams were met and shaking orgasms were a constant occurrence, making Lustington arguably the happiest place in the land.
In this kingdom there lived a happy king and queen with the most gorgeous princess in all of the land. This magnificent girl was named Stella. She had many servants and held a great deal of power throughout the kingdom. The princess has flowing Red hair, a small mouth but with perfect lips, her intense grey eyes struck fear into many servant girls and boys eyes, but the softness of her smile and her demeanor quickly washed away the fear, and turned it into lust and admiration. Her body was incredible; a tight waist, long fit legs, a toned ass, and perky tits. All her features lay underneath freckles that looked like they were strategically placed perfectly by the gods themselves. Some say that she wasn’t human at all, but the hybrid of a gorgeous fairy, and an angel. She wasn’t a tall princess, but her demeanor and strong attitude gave her stature like no other, not to mention the power that her royalty gave her. It was not uncommon for her to strut through the corridors of her castle without looking at other servants, with her chin held high and her mind focused on other things as servant boys would gaze with lust and yearn to just smell her perfume. And the servant girls, regardless of their sexuality, would find themselves drawn to her as well, making them incredibly turned on, or question themselves sexually. During parties and balls, as she walked along the red carpet to her throne, the castle staff would all bow down around her whilst losing control of themselves. saluting with their hard ons, and the girls with their wet panties. In the castle however, there were more than just servants living there. Fucking in the corridors throughout the day were the people of the court. The people of the court were a wealthy group of influential and beautiful people that the royal family decided to let live in the castle to help fill up the rooms and halls. They would spend the afternoons living and fucking in the luxury of the castle, and even have the ability to order around guards. The people of the court had a sense of high regard for themselves and they were notoriously cocky. They constantly fucked in the halls and in their large chambers, as well as in the courtyard, and even in the dining rooms if they just couldn’t help themselves. The serfs and peasants of the castle usually divulged their sexual desires in more modest places on the castle grounds such as in the kitchens, the storage closets, and even in the stables. The princess and the king and queen were aware of all the fuckary that happend within the castle walls for it had been going on for ages and everyone was simply used to it. The princess, Stella, never called attention to herself, she never boasted, and she was incredibly humble. She strolled around her castle with the knowledge that she did in fact have unimaginable beauty, and that everyone wanted her and desired her. Her parents, the King and Queen were often away, leaving her to tend to her future kingdom by herself. She cared little, for the kingdom was in great shape and everyone was happy.
The princess did feel a sense of sadness occasionally, for there was no one in the kingdom for whom she could share her happiness with, no one who she could lust for, and no one who she felt was worthy enough to lay a hand on her or in her. Even though she could hold her head high and show her kingdom that she gave no fucks about the servants and peasants in the land, she secretly really really wanted to get fucked. It’s true. Even princesses get super horny.
Every night she would lay awake in her bed as the moans and pleasure screams would eco through the castle. It would either be the servants, the people of the court, or the reverb from the city. However, There was something about her being incredibly rich, powerful and drop dead gorgeous that allured many people in and outside Lustington to the point where her beauty was known to other neighboring kingdoms as well. Many peasants and servants fucking would often fantasize about the princess in order to get off. However, the people were too cowardly to try and even attempt to fuck the princess. For they knew that she had standards.
Stella would occasionally ride her horse around her town with her guards to greet the people she ruled, and great screams of celebration and orgasms often erupted as they got glimpses of the famous beautiful princess.
Things stayed this way in the kingdom for a while and all seemed well to the citizens and the people of the court, but in the princesses mind, things needed to change for her.

Getting the quarterback’s head back in the game [mF] [doctor] [pegging] [fucking]

Raquel tucked her sideswept blonde hair behind her ear and looked at the young man before her. As team physician, it was her job to ensure his health, his readiness for the game. And he was ready, every test proved it. But he’d just played a lousy, timid first half, and she had only 15 minutes to get the star quarterback’s performance back up before the second half.

“Harrison,” she said, “Talk to me, what’s going on?” He sat between rows of lockers, sharing a bench with Raquel, face to face.

“I don’t know, Doc Raquel,” he said, “I just… it was overwhelming… I don’t… I got, like, intimidated, I guess…”

“You weren’t aggressive at all,” she said, “You were distracted, missing easy plays, letting them get to you. That’s not like you at all, Harrison.”

“I’m sorry,” he said, meekly.

“Don’t waste your breath on apologies,” Raquel said, “Just tell me what I can do to get you back to normal.”

His gaze flickered to her chest, where the swell of her large breasts pushed out against the low-cut red team t-shirt, tucked neatly into her booty shorts. He wasn’t the first boy to sneak a glance, in fact, they nearly all did it. Even the ones who preferred dick couldn’t help but peek.

Well, THAT happened … [Ff] [mother daughter] [oral] [mast] [squirt] [rimming] [deepthroat]

I’m not gonna lie. Sometimes I look at myself in the mirror and I nod and shake my little booty. I might not have a Kim Kardashian style butt, but for 47 years old, I look damn good. I don’t look like the other moms. And I attribute that to a few things. One reason is that I had Mara when I was 24. The other benefit of having kids early is, you’re done with that shit before you even hit 50. Mara is 23 now. I’m not 47 going to back to school night. Ugh. How dreadful.

The other benefit? I caught on early that this marriage thing was not for me and got divorced early.

So while the other moms overstayed their welcomes and their marriages collapsed, I was telling Mara to spend the week at her dads (they got along), so I could go work remotely in Miami for the week. And while the other moms compensated for their terrible marriage by complaining, eating too much, and drinking, I stayed in great shape. I didn’t need botox or lip fillers or touch ups. I didn’t have to shop excessively to fill a void.