Part 4 : Vibrations [D/s][Vibrators][Blowjob]

Author’s Note: This story is Part 4 of 4. To start at the beginning, please check out Parts 1-3 on our profile page!

You set me down on the kitchen table, grabbing a pillow from the couch to tuck behind my head. Turning away from me I hear the clink of silverware as you open a drawer. To my great surprise you pull out a small, black wand. 

“Spread your legs for me, slut. You’re going to have some fun while I make dinner.” 

I eagerly obey and you slip the head of the vibrator into my panties, allowing the body to rest against my right thigh. I gasp as you flick the vibrator on, twisting the small dial to set the vibrations at about half speed. You lean forward and kiss me, your tongue darting into my mouth, and then you’re gone, standing up and smoothing your clothes, grabbing a cutting board as you get started preparing dinner. 

“Does lemon and pepper chicken sound good to you baby?” 

Earthly Delights [Mf] [fantasy] [angel/demon] [non-con] [impreg]

I tried to flee, at first.

The demon’s clawed hand closed around my ankle as my wings furiously beat the air. I cried out, straining for the sky, but he yanked me downwards. I could feel the heat of his touch against my calf, then thigh, then waist, until he held me to his bare lap. I squirmed with all my strength, but his arms held me fast.

He murmured such forbidden words into my ear, naming desires that I had never known existed. His fingers brushed over the joints of my gossamer wings, and I shuddered at the delicate touch.

“Little seraph.” He said, voice like the rumble of a boulder down a mountain. “You strayed too far from the clouds.”

“*Please*, let me go,” I whimpered, and his answer was lips tracing the shape of my jaw, the hollow of my throat.

As I squirmed, my stomach brushed against something warm, hot with blood. I glanced downward and gasped – the purple-tinged head of his cock glimmered in the faint light, it’s length and girth as considerable as the rest of the demon’s frame. It bulged slightly in the middle as it stiffened to it’s true size.

Bent Over in Stockings [MM] [OC] [Gay] [CD] [oral]

Bent Over in Stockings

You offered me your manly shaped ass as you bent over touching your ankles. The five-inch heels and thigh high stockings, your only apparel, accent a well-shaved body ready for action. I could clearly see your beautiful dick and balls hanging down, viewed from behind and in need of my caresses. How could I resist such an overt suggestion of pleasures to be experienced that afternoon?

As you remained in that position, I was overcome with desire and took my own clothing off so that I could feel the nakedness of my own skin rub against yours. I ran my hands over your thighs and gluts, savoring the silky feeling of your flesh. My glans, engorged by an unstoppable yearning for admittance into your carnal doorway, massaged the canyon between your cheeks slowly moving up and down.

I felt an electric desire to take you then and there, but the enjoyment of the anticipation of the act was enough to constrain me from immediate access. I savored the expectation of our ultimate union as I turned you around and knelt to take you in my mouth for the foreplay needed before the final act.

Confessions of a MILF Slut – Part 3 – A Housewife’s Revenge [FF][MFF][Anal]

It was Saturday morning and I could hear Lars making a racket downstairs in the kitchen. I turned over in bed and put the pillow over my head. I had just had a wonderful dream where Oscar from the office was taking me from behind in the lunch room with everyone watching. I tried going back to sleep but just as I was imagining Oscar putting his hands on me again, I heard Lars yelling from below.

“Bye! See you all tomorrow night!”

I took the pillow off my head and yelled back.

“See you tomorrow!”

I felt a bit bad that I hadn’t gone up with him to have breakfast. I had completely forgot that he was going away for the weekend. I heard the door close and the house went silent again. The kids probably wouldn’t wake up until noon or so. I had the whole morning to myself. I closed my eyes and pictured the scene in the lunch room again. Oscar was standing there in front of me with his muscular arms stretched out towards me. Behind him were my colleagues with my boss Johan with his arms crossed and his usual stern look on his face.

Naughty Students [F18] [M19]

Little Jackie Rose. She was someone who everyone at college fancied. She had bright red curls, cute little freckles and a button nose. Her body was killer as well. She was literally the definition of an hourglass figure.

One day I caught her crying in the hallway, she was wearing a cute black skirt and a pink sweater. I went up to her (quickly checking my reflection in the hallway metallic stairs first – black hair styled well, collar slightly unbuttoned – I was good to go).

“Heya Jackie, you doing alright?”

She sniffed and dabbed her eyes gently, then turned those gorgeous blue eyes up to me.

“The girls were laughing at me again, they said that no boy would ever want me… They’re right! I’m 18, I’m in my second year of college and I still haven’t lost my virginity.”

I sat down next to her and put my hand on her leg. Biting my lip. Careful now Stan.

“Hey, everyone loses it at different times. I’ve… Actually not lost mine yet. I came close a few times with my ex but we broke up before we could get any further.”

Connie, Sister #1 [Str8][mf][oral]

I’ve been getting into reading stories on here and other places lately, and thought it would be a good idea to share some stories of my own. These stories are a mix of fiction and non-fiction. Mostly the non-fiction comes in as a basis for these fantasies, and are situations I was in that could have led to something exciting. I don’t claim to have done everything I plan to write about. Since I plan to write multiple stories, I’ll give a description of myself here, so I don’t have go too much into detail each time. I’m fairly tall at just over 6’1, and pretty lean. I was much skinnier when I was younger, and as I’ve gotten older, I put on a little healthy weight at the gym and with an active life style. I’m no body builder, but I’m fairly fit. I’m also a little above average in the dick department, at about 7″ and fairly girthy. I have brown hair and blue eyes and have a short stubble beard. I think I’m doing pretty well in the attractiveness side. I’ve had some people tell me I look like Aaron Paul, so if that’s how you want to picture me, go for it.

Table erection

When I was in my last year of highschool I had this HOT teacher, she was got af and I got hard every time in her lesson to the point my table was only 2 legs on the ground. She would lean over and id see her cleavage and id think “That’s right baby, show daddy them tits, let me fuck them, suck them, fuck you all night” sometimes my cock leaked I got that horny. After every lesson I had to hide my bulging cock with my backpack and run to the bathroom and wank it off, Id usually wait all week to bust a nut to her and fuck me it was good to drain my balls! shoot my cum into those socks and think of her on my moaning my name! so much cum too, Id wank off to the idea of her moaning as she sucked my cock, used lube and it was better when I started using lube

Part 3 : Dark Red Rope [Rope Bondage][D/s]

Author’s Note: This story is Part 3 of 4. Check out *Part 1 : Indecent Thoughts* and *Part 2 : Getting Ready* on our profile for the full story, and keep an eye out for Part 4 : Vibrations!

We flip through the pages together, each tie more interesting than the last. I try to relax, to enjoy as you speculate on different ties and harnesses, explaining various techniques to me, but every page puts a new image in my mind and my eyes keep darting between the book and the rope sitting on the table. About halfway through you flip the page and I gasp quietly. The harness depicted is beautiful, wrapping over and under the woman’s chest, securing her arms behind her back and ending with a twist of rope going up along her sternum, splitting right above her collarbone to wrap around her neck. You look down at me, curled up against you, eyes hungry as I stare at the page. 

“You like that one?” Looking up at you I nod vigorously. 

“Yes sir! I really, really like that one.”

You smile and place the book down onto the table, using various pieces of clutter as weights to hold it open. 

Gf and I sext

I asked my gf yesterday to help me as I was in the mood. I had mention some dreams I’ve had with her and other people but never really did anything besides that so it was all new to us. We started with her getting off of work and seeing her coworker. He asked her to dinner that led to them at her house. She sext that he started teasing her and soon enough he ripped off her clothes and began fingering he while fondling her tits.
She begged him to take off his clothes and sat him on the couch then started teasing him licking his cock and sucking his balls. She said she climbed on top and started riding him pulling her hair and she just fucking him faster and harder. After a little bit more they switched positions. He was fucking her doggy, pounding her and she was begging for more. She said hes doing things no other man has done. After a bit more she says she wants him to cum in her so she can have his baby. He fucks her harder and deeper now until he shoots it all in her. She screams his name and says hes the best and they can do this more often

Disciplined By the Librarian (MF) (Office Sex) (Daddy Domme)

“Please, come in, ma’am.”

Anna enters the librarian’s office.

He closes his office door behind her and motions for her to have a seat in one of the two chairs in front of his desk. He circles around and takes a seat in his leather desk chair.

“Anna, I trust you know why you have been called to my office,” his deep voice reverberates off the walls.

“No, sir,” she says, not making eye contact with him.

“Oh, you don’t? I find that hard to believe. Ma’am, you have been making use of the library’s private study rooms as of late, have you not?”

“Yes, sir,” she says.

“And are you aware that these rooms have security cameras in them? That anything and everything you do in the room can be seen?”

Her eyes widen and she bites her lip nervously.

“No, sir. I did not know that,” she says, maintaining her gaze on the floor

“Would you like to change your story about why you’re here? Or should I proceed to the visual aids?”

She says nothing.