Fulfilling [M]y [F]antasy with an Older Woman Part 1
Category: sexystories
I’m a Librarian Who Went Bad In my Late 30s.
*I spent most of my life as a good girl librarian. I never married and I was sick of doing what was expected instead of what seemed fun. So I went wild. I fucked a lot of people. I had a lot of fantasies. I like combining the real with the fantasy into sexy stories. Pic on my profile and please share your thoughts!*
Leah licked my slit from bottom to top. It sent chills through my entire body.
I leaned back in my leather office chair. My conservative black skirt and half-slip were pushed up around my waist. My white nylon panties were laying on the floor. She was on her knees between my stocking covered legs.
I moaned when she flicked at my clit. I opened my eyes and glanced nervously at the office door. Outside and up a short hall was a library full of people. If I opened the blinds on a big window just to the left, I would be able to see out to everyone. And they would be able to see in.
I was 32 when I became a slut wife…I’ve been writing my stories while quarantined…
“The first time I cheated I was in my twenties,” Stela told me.
We were in a quiet cafe in the middle of the afternoon. It was the first time we’d met in person after connecting on a dating app.
“I hadn’t been married long and I wasn’t very experienced when I met my husband. I was a good Puerto Rican Catholic girl if you can believe it. Sex wasn’t a priority for him. Even as newlyweds, it was only a couple of times a week and always missionary. Sometimes oral, but not usually. I wanted things I read about in novels and magazines. I was still working back then and I had an affair with my boss and got caught.”
She was obviously nervous as she told me. She fidgeted with her glass of wine, but I was confident I could put her at ease. It was her first time meeting a stranger, but I had plenty of experience.
“What happened next?” I asked.
“We worked things out,” she said. “We had a family. He made a lot of money and moved to the rich part of town. I quit my job and became a stay-at-home mom. Things were good. At least until my youngest kid started school.”
The Professor’s Good Girl [mf, bondage, dubcon]
This professor/ta story was requested by a redditor as a custom short! :)
**Kinks: semi-clothed sex, swallow, creampie, sneaky sex, dubcon, condom removal, bondage**
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*“I can’t believe I’m doing this,”* Gemma thought as she lowered to her knees. Her sharp almond eyes locked on Professor Wolff’s belt as she worked furiously to remove it.
Her fingers fumbled as she struggled with the buckle, and she looked up in desperation at her Professor. She bit her lip, ashamed to ask for or admit she needed help.
*“Is this going to impact my grade?”* Gemma’s eyes watered and she pulled at the belt. She froze when she heard a deep laugh above her.
“Are you nervous, Gemma?” Professor Wolff’s deep voice echoed in his private office. “You weren’t nervous when you came in here asking for a way to boost your final grade. What’s changed?” His voice melted in the air and slithered in her ears. It was slow, firm, seductive.
Gemma looked up from her kneeled position. Although she wore knee high stockings, they were little relief from the firm wood floors under her.
The fight, pt2: the aftermath [MF, CNC, dubious consent, violence]
While I blew him he took off his gloves, then slowly and methodically undid his wraps. Then he undid my headguard and ruffled his hands through my hair. My own hands were still encased in my gloves which made me feel even more powerless than I otherwise would. I’d been blowing him to the best of my ability but clearly he wanted to emphasise his dominance of me, so at a certain point he took my head in his hands and facefucked me until he came salty ropes into my mouth.
He had let out one satisfied grunt at that moment, but otherwise he kept up a facade of being calm and methodical. He curtly ordered me to lift my hands above my head, and then brusquely pulled off my sports bra. My oversize tits spilled out, a sight I know he’d been waiting to see for years, and yet if them made any impression on him at all he didn’t show it. Instead he simply ordered me to hold out my hands and he pulled off first each glove and then each wrap in turn. Then he ordered me to lie down with my arms above my head and, using one of my wraps, he firmly bound them to each other around one of the ring’s stanchions. I was already utterly defeated but by binding me in this way he emphasised my helplessness.
The fight [MF, CNC, violence]
He was one of the assistant coaches at my gym. He wasn’t my main coach, but he’d done pads with me many times, he’d done a lot of conditioning work with me, and he’d been in my corner for a few of my fights.
I’d been crazy about him from the beginning. I loved his strength and his wiry frame, muscular but not muscle bound. I loved his sharp jaw and his stubble. I loved that he was so tall he made me feel small. Tall girls almost never get to feel small. I loved that he was relentless and uncompromising but was always having fun and so always made it fun. I loved that he seemed to find me hilarious and could barely stop laughing when he worked with me.
The night a sexy succubus stole his virginity.
Alec was laying down on bed, thinking about how amazing his 18th birthday was gonna be. He had already planned seeing his boyfriend that day, so that they could have some steamy sex, since he was still a virgin. He had also planned to see his sister and his dad, since they promised they had a special gift for him. Alec was a tall and fit young gay man. He had beautiful hazel eyes and an amazing brunette hair that every girl in his school died for.
Well, 00:00 hit. It felt different. He was no longer a kid. He was… An adult now. It didn’t feel differently just because of that though. There was something else, something was shaking under him. He heard some weird noises, but chose to ignore them, since it was his 18th birthday, who cares whatever the fuck there’s under his bed.
“It must be some annoying insect.” He thought to himself, as he scrolled through his Instagram feed, waiting for his sister’s post congratulating him on finally being 18.
The Godkiller Chronicles – Part 11 – Treasures & Training [Freeuse][Breeding][Fantasy]
“Next!” Jorn shouted and slapped the girl on her butt.
She stumbled off, cum running down the inside of her legs.
“You’re busy I see,” came a voice from the doorway.
Jorn turned around just as the next girl got onto all fours in front of him.
“Come on in Mother Superior. I’m just filling up your girls. Hard work it is,” he said, wiping his brow and then thrusting into the young woman in front of him.
The Mother Superior nodded and walked around to stand in front of Jorn as he fucked the young acolyte. Next to him the next girl was on her back, her pussy being worked by Celia’s tongue. It was good that they were soaking wet when Jorn thrust his cock into them. Saved a lot of time.
“How many have you filled up today?” the Mother Superior asked raising an eyebrow.
Jorn shrugged and grabbed the whimpering girl’s hips and thrust hard making her gasp.
“Two dozen maybe? I kind of lost track after the first few. They mostly look the same from behind.”
The Mother Superior nodded slowly.
Please, Daddy? [MF]
Please, Daddy?
Tell me I’m yours and no one else’s. That I belong to you. I’m your cumslut, your whore, your perfect little girl. I’m Daddy’s doll.
Tell me about how you imagine me on your bed, face down, ass up. You imagine teasing my little unused pussy with your cock. Stroking the head up and down my wet lips. My mouth parted, begging you to fuck me. Needing your cock inside me. Wanting to feel you pounding into my slick pussy, contracting around you, trying to milk your cock of its cum. Begging to feel your hot cum deep inside of my pussy. Pumping into me, breeding me. So that your essence will be inside me forever, marking me, showing me that I’m yours.
I want you to ruin me. I want you to spank my naughty little ass for defying you. I want you to leave marks with your mouth on my neck. I want to cry from your sweet abuse. I want you to fuck me so hard I feel it for days afterwards. I want to see the bruises on my wrists, neck, thighs. All from your delicious fucking.
Introducing Pregnant Anna [M/F] – a Prequel to the ‘Doctor’ series.
This story is a prequel to the “Doctor” series that I posted previously. It is written from a first person perspective and introduces Anna for the first time. It does not contain the Doctor or have any ‘examinations’ – it is a straight forward story of sex between colleagues at work, where Anna is already pregnant.
I also have another story about Anna, but we’ll see how well this one goes down first. It was written a while ago and is a bit short (for me) – sorry about that. But please upvote if you like it and would like me to post the other story about pregnant Anna picking up a stranger on a train and taking him home.
I’m also currently debating whether to develop the next part of Anna’s story – “an interview with a Therapist”, where Anna reveals how she got pregnant and by whom. She will also reveal her darkest desires and fears to the therapist. If this interests you, please comment, and Thank you for reading.
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