I was at LAF in January precovid in Smyrna. When I was in the sauna I noticed the only other dude in there cutting his eyes at me every so often. I had a towel on, but nothin under. I brushed it off and hit the showers. I picked the very last shower and a few minutes later the guy came walking in and got in the shower across from mine. I glanced over and could tell see that he was like 6ft 4 230 or so, late 30s or early 40s black man. It seemed like every time I looked over his shower curtain opened just a bit more. Next thing I knew I was staring at his fully hard, thick, probably 10 inch dick. As soon as I realized what I was doing I looked up and made eye contact and my stomach dropped. I almost panicked. Then he started gripping his shaft and pumping it slowly. I looks down and my cock was throbbing hard, he whispered over for me to open my curtain. I opened it up some and stepped into the light exposing my cock to him. The first time I’d ever volunteered to show a man my dick. He told me to stroke it and I instinctively began too. He pinned his long shaft against his stomach and massaged his droopy dark sack & motioned for me to turn around so he could see my ass. I spun and faced the inside of the shower, bending over, touching my toes. I heard his shower cut off and turned around quick. He was toweling off and stepped into the hall about 4 ft from me. He took another step and my heart sank. Was someone going to walk in? What the fuck is this guy about to try to do it me? He stepped over my shower threshold and I was shook. “Grab my dick and pump me” — so I reached over with my right hand and wrapped my fingers around his cock. I could feel it pulsating in my palm as I began to pull and push. He reached around with his right hand and smacked my ass, grabbing and holding as he made contact. “Jack me with your left and you with your right.” — I switched hands and began to stroke myself. 2 pumps in he pushed his index finger in me and I came immediately. He let out a laugh and told me to keep stroking. as he mushed his finger deeper I came again 45 sec later and he let out a louder laugh “I knew you’d be the perfect bitch as soon as you opened the sauna door.” He removed his finger from my ass and told me to stroke him fast, a minute later he left off 3 warm ropes of cum onto my thigh and told me he’d see me again same time next week.
Category: sexystories
You’ll Take Two – PART 2 to You’ll Take It [D/s] [M/f] [finger fuck] [anal play] [cunnilingus]
“Sugar?,” You shout from the kitchen.
“I’ll take two,” I shout back while undressing.
“Oh yes you will,” you holler back, a dangerous smirk in your voice.
I gulp, feeling the sharp pain that flares when I do so, wondering what you have in store for me.
… PART 2
I’m suddenly anxious in a thrilled way. I rarely know what your devious mind is up to. You’re always so calculated and deliberate, yet immediately adaptable. It’s impossible to know if you spend hours piecing together your plans or if you just come up with them instantly. Surely you couldn’t have planned this evening’s events to play out this way. Or maybe you always prepare for all scenarios. Maybe you would have celebratorily fucked me when I got home if I had had great news from work instead?
There’s no telling with you. It drives me crazy; your exhilarating ways. I’ve hurried out of my work attire– my heels, my black pencil skirt, my silky ivory blouse, my nude bra. I’ve left the one piece you told me to keep on, my panties. They cling to my lips from my excitement. I swallow hard thinking about it, and my throat aches tremendously from the fucking you just gave it.
Controlling You With a Vibrator [F] [POV]
You reach for the handle and open the car door. You climb in and turn to look at me sitting in the driver’s seat. You can’t help but smile a little, you’ve been looking forward to this for a while. The long nights of messaging back and forth, the flirting, the dirty messages and pictures, you could already feel yourself getting more excited as you made your way to my car. I give you a once over, slowly undressing you with my eyes; I’m not trying to hide it.
“You look absolutely delicious,” I say, “even better in person if that’s possible. Thanks for wearing the skirt like I asked, I think it makes it more fun.”
Right now you have on a tight shirt, a skirt that reaches halfway down your thighs, and stockings that barely stop before the skirt ends. In the seat it rides up just a little, but dangerously so. I put my hand on your leg and start sliding it up. You bite your lip, it feels good to be touched and you desperately want my hand to go higher.
“Let’s see if you did the other thing I asked,” I say.
Daddys Little Girl (MF) (SLEEPING) (VOY) (DDLG) (ORAL) (CNC)
Foreword: I created this story for an online fwb. I thought it took so long to write might as well share with you all and hopefully others enjoy it too. When creating this story in mind everyone is of age. I’m not a professional and dont have much experience writing so hopefully you can get over the typos. Enjoy would love feed back too!
Its the weekend and I home let from work. I unlock the front door and proceed to the kitchen very quietly trying not to disturb you figuring youd be asleep because its way past your bed time. I pour myself a glass of whiskey sip on it and begin to unwind from the long day. As I sip on my whiskey I hear a faint noise coming from upstairs. I finish my drink and head up the sairs to investigate…
I make way down the upstairs slowly as the sound becomes clearer and clearer. The muffled noises from downstairs are now sounding more like whimpers, grunts and moans. I feel my cock starting to grow as I continue down the hallway. I start to breath heavier my palms get sweaty as I approach your door….
Halloween in the Trailer Park! Chapter Two (Agegap, Halloween Costumes, Cuckold)
Disclaimer: Fantasy. Fictional characters only. NOT REAL.
Cindy had been excited for Halloween, she had even got this super cute costume! Ok, it was more slutty than cute, but that’s what made it so perfect! Because she was going to be meeting her boyfriend at a party, and she was gonna rock his world! Right till her mom dropped candy duty on her.
Like… Come on! She remembered coming out in her costume, the corset, the heels, and cute hat, and the super short skirt… oh and the really long black and yellow striped socks! She was so ready! And mom was like “Cindy, you need to stay home and pass out candy.” In the teenager’s head her mom’s voice sounded somehow high pitched and whiny, and old and stuffy at the same time. Her mom was dressed Like a beermaid, her bleach blonde hair in braided pigtails, and her heavy bust popping out of the corset top. Her shoes were more sensible compared to her daughters slutty heels, but other than the color they actually had a lot in common.
I avoid her pussy as long as possible
Please understand the context of this post. This doesn’t happen all the time. Every time. I have found it to be extremely effective, and felt like sharing. It takes “discipline” if you will and a intentional focus not to just go straight there. Yes, even with good foreplay. My brain always wants to hit the “bullseye” pun intended lol. After some passionate kissing and nibbling/biting the face-lips, necks, ear lobes, breast etc. It’s lower half time. Some dirty talk whispers too.
The Sorcerer’s Newest Girl: The Year of Service (Part 1) [fM, fantasy, oral, genderswap]
I grew up as a boy in a large family full of boys and one father. I was the youngest and my mother died giving birth to me. My brothers and father were loud and aggressive. I was quiet and gentle. They often made fun of me for not being more masculine like them. It got to the point where I wanted to kill myself. Instead of killing myself, I decided to run away and try to start a new life as a girl, somewhere else.
I had heard of a sorcerer who lived in an old abandoned castle far away. It was rumored that he had incredible powers and it was known that his services were very expensive. Among his rumored powers, one was to be able to change males into females and females to males. This was my last option; if it didn’t work, I had promised myself that I would end my life.
Halloween in the Trailer Park! Chapter One (Agegap, Costumes, Raceplay)
Disclaimer: Fantasy. Not real. Fictional Characters Only!
Ryan, Andy, and Callan all looked around at eachother with nervous eyes. “We really doing this?” Callan said, swallowing hard. He was wearing a Spider-Man outfit and his mask was pulled up above his head. In the dim light sweat could be seen on his fore head alone with a few bright ginger hairs that had popped free.
“Ooooh yeah we’re doing it!” Said Andy, nodding so hard the Batman mask on his head flopped off. He squawked and grabbed it desperately. His dirty blonde hair was cut short but spiky and he pulled the band on the mask to get it around his head. His blue eyes were bright through the slits on the plastic mask.
“It’s do or die guy’s, its… its tradition! Right…?” Ryan grimaced and wished his costume had a mask, but he was a skeleton and had gone with black and white makeup on his face. It blended into his black hair though, even if he was so nervous he worried he’d sweat it all off! The other boy’s nodded to him and one after another they shoved their right hand’s forward. Each hand had its index, middle, and pinky finger extended. It was the secret sign… it meant they were hear for something better than any trick or treat!
? I can be your little maid..? [FM] [age gap 20/52]
The man I met at the bank and I are still going strong. It will be two years in March of next year, and we’re getting a place of our own together soon. This development has prompted me to fantasize about the following situation (that I’ll likely bring to life when we move in):
It’s another normal Sunday. You’re home relaxing after a long week of work, drinking your coffee and sitting up in the dining room looking at something intriguing on your computer. I’m scheduled to work for you that day, doing the usual weekly cleaning routine dressed in a somewhat normal but short French maid’s outfit. What you don’t know is that underneath, I’m wearing yet another pair of lacey, white lingerie that I’m hoping you’ll get to see.
Since I’ve met you and began to fantasize about you, every Sunday I’ve secretly been wearing some pair of lingerie anticipating that maybe you’ll make a move on me. When nothing happens, I often go home that night flustered and touch myself to the thought of you.
Fucking My Friend while His Wife is Away! Spoiler: It Works out for All of Us!
While the two best friends drove to a trendy wine bar not far from Jessica’s place, Brittany lathered her legs and nether regions with a generous amount of gel. The warmth of the water had opened her pores and she always used a fresh blade. The combination of the two made for silky smooth skin without the hassle of razor burn. Once satisfied with the results of her shave, Brittany emerged from the pool of cooling water. She let the drain swallow the remnants of her bath as she slowly ran an icy cold rag along her bikini line. This would seal the pores and stop any irritation from surfacing. She wanted to be blemish-free, not only for tonight, but for the days to come at the beach. She dried her blonde hair with the house dryer and used her own iron to sprinkle in curly locks. She applied the lightest of makeup, letting her own natural beauty shine through. She did not deter from the dress that she had brought just for the welcome party. The neckline plunged, but not too much, just enough to show that the flesh that hid beneath the fabric was round and perky. The hem fell just an inch short of fingertip length. The simple black heels that matched the simple black dress made her look anything but simple. She usually opted for stockings, but not tonight. The weather in Miami was much warmer than Minnesota, and her legs were smooth as silk. Her black lace panties matched her invisible bra. She looked in the mirror as she applied the lightest of pink lipsticks. She placed her mobile into a clutch that matched her lips, placed a do not disturb sign on the door, and headed for the lounge.