Full. Filled. [M/f] [high] [D/s] [anal] [multiple orgasms]

You’re high off a gummy edible you took about an hour ago. You’re in that stage of transitioning from the early phase of a giggly high to the wanting to feel sensations and touch and be touched. And I know it.

You’ve had a difficult week at work and wanted to get high to forget the stress and anxiety of it for a few hours. You took the sativa gummy and hopped in the shower to relax while it set in. Before long, you’re sitting next to me in your panties and a sweatshirt, hair in a half dry state from your shower. I’m still in jeans and t-shirt. You run you fingers over the denim on my thigh.

You’ve been talking a lot, all through the TV dialogue and giggling at commercials that really aren’t that funny. But you’ve quieted down the last couple minutes. You reach across to my arm, stroking your fingers up my forearm. You seem to be breathing slowly, as if the feeling of your fingertips on my flesh was something your brain was trying to deeper understand and it took away from your lungs’ efforts.

On the Couch [MF]

First time writing stories, I’d really appreciate feedback!

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**On the Couch**

We were laying on the couch stretched out, with you on top of me, head resting on my chest, legs interlaced. I was falling asleep not really paying attention to the what was playing, when I feet you stirring. I could feel your hips pushing up against my thigh, just a little bit of pressure then release, press and release. I turn my head and I look down at you and get a glance of you looking back at me with your sea green eyes, biting your lip. You quickly burying your face against my chest, and go still. I smile a little confused and turn my attention back to the TV. A few minutes later I can feel your hips slowing stealthily grinding against my thigh again, I pretend not too notice, and I feel your pace pick up, growing bolder at my apparent inattention. I glance at you again and I find you already staring at me biting your bottom lip eyes full of innocence, more boldly this time, but then you blush and press your head against my chest again.

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The First Date, Part II: A Long Weekend [Date Rape, Captive, Bare back, Sodomy, MF, Str8, Non-consensual]

Alex closes the door behind him as he enters the room. He walks closer to Riya, cornering her. A menacing grin on his face. Riya’s heart starts to pound, she couldn’t even bring herself to look at him. *Oh God, please, not again.* She cowers. Vulnerable, petrified, and still reeling from shock, Riya breaks down and sobs uncontrollably. Her jaw hurts as she cries, sore from the unendurable deepthroat from last night. Her throat feels chafed and inflamed. Her body is covered in bruises, hand prints, and bite marks, but very cleverly so- only on areas hidden under her clothes. Alex would never risk letting anyone know, staying true to his dark nature. He makes the rules, and he gets his way.

To Riya’s surprise, Alex gently holds her by the shoulders, leans forward towards her, and plants a kiss on her forehead. He tenderly runs his fingers through Riya’s silky strands. “Breathe…I got you” and astonishingly downregulates her. The tears fade, she feels her back relaxing, the tension in her muscles eases, her breathing returns to its normal pace, her heart stops palpitating. The anxiety escapes from her mind and body. In that moment, Riya is soothed by the Alex she knew. A sense of familiarity, a sense of safety.

[Straight][MF] The Amateur Photographer’s Surprise

“Thank you for coming, Emily,” John extended a hand. “I’ve looked forward to doing this.”

The young woman smiled, looking straight at John as she brushed stray brown hairs behind her ear. Brown eyes matching her hair studied the amateur photographer. John responded to her smile, and stepped back to take a good look at Emily. As he stared for a moment she took in his casual slacks and shirt, short dark hair, blue eyes, and tanned skin. Emily smiled, watching his eyes travel from her wavy brown hair hanging halfway down her back, past her long pale neck, across her firm breasts, her thin waist, shapely hips, and down her long legs. To start the meeting she’d worn tight jeans and a fitted button up shirt. She had brought other clothing to wear, to pose in, to remove.

“So, where will we be shooting?” Emily asked. John heard both confidence in her voice and a hint of nerves. From their earlier conversations they both knew that neither of them had done anything like this before. He’d dabbled in photography before. But what he’d seen of nude photography and erotic art left him unsatisfied and he wanted to create his own work. It had only been thoughts and mental images till he’d gotten into a long conversation with Emily several weeks before at the coffee shop she worked at.

Actions and Consequences: Part Two [MF] [Interracial] [BBW] [Busty] [Straight Sex]

It had been six months since I cheated on my husband. During that time, I had tried to tell him. How do I tell my husband that I had slept with another man, not only another man but a black man. A black man while we were on vacation with our kids, while my husband was in the next room tending to our children.

Every time I got the nerve to tell him, I backed down. I knew it would mean the end of our marriage. Timothy was raised in the deep south, while I was what some people called “city south.” I still had my country ways but living in Atlanta was much different from being raised out in the “sticks” as Timothy proudly called his low population hometown.

Now we were living in the outskirts of Atlanta in a lovely suburban house, and we were content on the way things had turned out. Timothy worked for a prominent construction contractor, while I worked in a hair salon.

Halloween Party [mf][Str8]

The Party. 1/2

 

It was Halloween, and since Audrey had lost a bet, her girlfriends had decided she needed to attend a house party, with them, in the costume of their choosing. They had decided Audrey would attend in a slutty version of a princess costume that was basically just a bra and panties with a plastic tiara. The top was a lacy blue push up bralette with jewels sewn onto it and the bottoms were lacy blue shorts that covered only half her ass and had the same jewels sewn into it as well. Audrey’s long blonde hair was combed straight to help create the illusion of Sexy Cinderella, but she instead felt more like a two dollar prostitute.

 

Jane was going to the party as Sleeping Beauty. Her outfit had just a little more fabric than Audrey though, and wasn’t nearly as see through either. Alicia had chosen to go as Belle and her costume was basically just a bright yellow version of Audrey’s outfit. However considering Alicia was a modest B cup and Audrey had grown into a DD cup, Alicia’s costume contained her breast much more effectively and she wasn’t at risk of falling out of her top like Audrey was.

Yoga leads to Interracial

Molly sighed in annoyance; she had been hoping that her fiancé Josh would be free to spend some time together this weekend. He worked as a nurse at the hospital that was about an hour away in the next city. Ever since the coronavirus pandemic he had been working ridiculous hours, covering for people who had tested positive. He was supposed to have the next fourteen days off but two more nurses had tested positive, so he would have to work through the weekend and stay over. It would be at least another week before he could get time off. She knew she shouldn’t be at Josh, but it had seen him for maybe a few hours here and there over the past couple months. She had really been hoping they could have a romantic evening and have sex tonight; he had been so tired it had been at least four months since they had had sex. “Well I guess I’ll just have to keep myself busy…” she said to no one. Her roommate Jess was at work until late and her boyfriend Darrell had left this morning for the airport to visit family back home.

My petite wife

Been married to my petite wife for 3 years, always witnessed her pleasant, soft and descent behaviour. I always thought she was of good character, when one day i found her all naked in front of an unknown man, tied.
witnessed her dark side, she was suckin that man’s dick with great pleasure, her face all messed up with saliva and cum…
watching that my dick got erected i pulled out my dick started shaking my shaft.
The most amazing part was that, when the man got up slapped my wife as she was smiling with pleasure, turned around spread his ass and commanded her to smell that hole and lick it clean she obeyed like a little whore , she shook his dick while she eats his asshole ,heard a sound of “burrp” And i understood he farted on her face .she enjoyed and kept licking with great pleasure after few minutes that man pissed on my wife’s mouth and she drank every last drop of it…
With the ongoing slaps on her face, nasty humiliations it really excited me, i donno if its wiered but i enjoyed it so much. (Bit dirty but its very much true)

Great way to start a marriage. [MMFF] [public]

This is my first post that is to serve as an introduction. Feel free to ask questions, because I left a lot of side information out.

I met my previous wife, Jen, when she moved in next door to me while I still lived with my parents when I was 18. We remained friends for ten years. In that ten years I joined the Navy, and she had a kid with a guy who committed suicide. We talked a lot over the phone. One day we talked about getting a place together. She said it would be bad ass to live with me and we would be able to have sex with people to entertain one another. Her and I never got intimate together before but we’d seen one another having sex or masturbating, like “nbd”. To digress, there was one time before I left when I wanted to know if she liked me as something more, but didn’t know how to ask. I heard a friend of mine use this before, so I tried it too. “Buddy lover friend??” And my voice broke when I said it. She said, “dude?”, and I then outwardly said, “do you think I’m boyfriend material?”. This is after we’d been friends for six years. She said, “I feel like that would be fucking my brother, except with a much bigger dick.”. Her response was tactful af. I let it stay as that because I liked our arrangement. We lost contact for some time after that idea was side swiped by her son, who I loved like my own.

A quickie with Millicent [Mf] [Class] [Victorian][power]

‘I’ll inspect the servants,’ I said, pushing myself away from the breakfast table with a clink of crockery and silverware.

‘Must you?’ Said Ruby, leaning back in a feline way, stretching her arms over her head. The dress she wore was cut low and I let my gaze linger. She rolled her eyes when she saw where I had been looking. She scowled but looked more than a little pleased at the same time. ‘You are dull Charles.’ She stood and wrapped a shawl around her shoulders. ‘Infinitely so.’

‘Am I dull, Percy?’

The butler, as expressionless as a doorhandle, looked at my wife, then at me. Taking sides was not something he was capable of.

‘I wouldn’t know, sir,’ he said, slowly, deeply. He nodded and a maidservant walked over to clear the plates away.

‘I’m going to Lucille’s,’ Ruby declared, pecking me on the cheek. ‘We will play cards and have a gay time. There will be no terrible me. I shan’t be back until later.’ She stood and threw her shoulders back.

‘You look marvellous darling,’ I said.