Hailey Gets Pulled Over [Mf] [Interracial] [Cop] [Blowjob] [Creampie]

***This is a continuation of a previous story, I’ll link the other parts in the comments. -Vivica***

I was driving home from getting my hair done thinking of my sexy black neighbor Mr. Chapman. I showed up to my appointment late because of traffic and almost had to give up my spot, but the appointment after me arrived early so my hairdresser took care of her first and then did me after. I got myself a cute bob with bangs, like Ramona Flowers from *Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World*. I kept the color my natural red instead of doing anything neon like Ramona. Traffic had lightened up by the time I left my appointment, so I was cruising home with my new do and a flurry of thoughts.

The last time I saw Mr. Chapman, my sexy neighbor, he was in his hot tub and I watched him from my window. It was a perfectly innocent exchange and… OK, I’m lying. I watched him masturbate in his hot tub while he watched me do the same from my bedroom window. There, I said it. That was almost a week ago at this point, and he’s been stuck in my head since.

My Doctor Knows Best [straight; mf; bondage; non-dubcon]

I’m Anya, an up and coming tennis star in my young adult division.

At 19 years old, I’m on top of my game with magazine covers calling to spotlight my tight and tanned physique, beaming smile, and signature high sleek ponytail.

I’m soon-to-be the best tennis star in the nation.

Why?

Because I religiously follow these three rules:
1. No drugs
2. No alcohol
3. No sex

It’s no secret I’m a virgin. I’ve been focused on the game since I was 4. It’s actually been published in a few magazines. You must have known that when you took the job as my newest sports therapist.

Dr. Greg Rainer, a highly sought after sports therapist who had just finished a contract with the Lakers.

You shoved your hands in your pockets and smiled at the ground as my head coach listed off your many accomplishments. Two deep dimples gave you a boyish charm; two sharp canines and a devilish grin gave you a slight predatory look.

Who am I?

The following story may or may not be real:

Four years. It had been four years since the last time I had felt the warmth and comfort of a woman. You see, I had moved back home in my mid-twenties to return to school and somewhere along the way I lost myself.

I decided to return home for my education primarily, however to be honest I needed to leave. I had been working in bars and nightclubs and the lifestyle had become a grind. For a quiet, conservative, and introverted guy like myself, being stuck in an industry fueled by cocaine, lust, and posturing facilitated the beginning of an escalating internal crisis. Despite my good looks, confident posture, and a past which might cause one to think I had experienced many sexual partners, the truth is I hadn’t. And despite my willingness to take shots with coworkers and patrons, and the fact that I was never seen without a joint in my hand, I didn’t like to party either. I felt like an imposter, an actor performing beneath the bright lights of the main stage, only with a little more bass in the background.

[FM] SEX WITH A 50+ MAN IN A THEATER (PART 2)

continuation…..

I looked back at him and gave a shy smile, a signal to continue. ‘ I knew that U were a horny slut’ he said before ravishing my pussy and increasing the speed. I could barely stand by now. My moans increased now that I knew it would excite them. I would take glances at each one of those horny men while shaking my hips. I was reaching an orgasm.

‘ I’m cumming’ I said in a shaky voice for him to increase his speed…when he hit my clit I came running down near his mouth and he swallowed everything. I lost my energy slumping down on his lap while my knees were crouched.

‘ That was amazing’ I said to which he replied by saying ‘ want to go another round’. My pussy was throbbing but still, if it was this guy then I wanted to experience the heights of pleasure and so I said ‘ yes’.

He pushed up my crop top revealing my hard ass nipples. ‘ fuck’ he said before leaning into one of them and sucking them hard. His mouth made lewd sounds as he would suck them till they were edging near his teeth, making me so wet and would leave them, bouncing has they returned to their original position. He went on for a few minutes before pulling his zipper down revealing his dick.

[FM] Stepbrother and Stepsister meet after not seeing each other for a dozen years after parents divorced.

Celle was named by her mother after the German town where she lost her virginity to a US Army captain when she was a young Air Force sergeant stationed in Frankfurt. Hating the name when she was young, Celle had gone by Michelle all through high school. It was the name her ex-stepbrother Jace knew her as. Thinking of Jace made her wonder again, did your step siblings become ex just because your respective parents divorced? Jace had always been cool and she felt a lot of angst when he vanished from her life at thirteen.

The reason she was thinking of Jace now was because he had just walked into the Tucson bar where she twirled a straw in a her strawberry margarita, looking cute as she sat on a bar stool, her tight skirt hiked up around her thighs, pink streaks in her dark wavy hair and a pierced left nostril. Her whisky brown eyes lingered on his tight jean-clad ass as he strutted to the pool table. Then she frowned as he and her target Tuco shook hands and began to speak.

The Bigamist Part 4: Kat’s Story [FFF Sub]

Kat’s Story

My parents came from the Bible Belt, deeply committed to their beliefs. They were stern, not unloving, but stern, break a rule and you knew it, well your ass did. It became easy to be compliant in the home. They also believed in the benefits of healthy competition, which meant we had to excel in sports and studies. I have a younger sister in LA who’s a psychologist, and a brother who is a scientist of some description, works for the National Transport Safety Board.

“Younger or older?” Mistress Anna asked.

“Both younger, Kristen is eighteen months younger and Jeb is the same younger than Kris.”

“Are they the same? Subs?” asked Mistress Julie.

“Jeb’s not, he took on the dom male role, as expected, but Kris, well, yes and no. When she feels like it I expect.”

“In LA.”

“Plenty of work for her there and she makes the occasional lesbian porn movie as well.”

“What! Porn?”

“Yes, I thought I saw her in a film, once, but that was later. I found this woman’s stage name and Googled it, saw a couple of her movies, and it is her, for sure. She doesn’t know I know and I’ve never said anything.”

[MF] [Nonfiction] [Dom/Sub] Satisfying Her Desire To Be Used

Taken from my FL page.

This is a true story from an encounter back in 2014 with a friend of mine.

We had known each other since 2011 after a summer of working together. At the end of the summer, we had played a bit where she gave me head and I fingered and ate her out. After I left the state to go to college, we had minimal contact with one another. The following Spring of 2012, I had come back into town and paid her a little visit, she showed her appreciation by sucking my cock in her bedroom, directly above where her parents and uncle were sitting in the living room watching TV without a clue as to the kind of slut their daughter truly was. She had always been a flirty and horny girl. I loved teasing her and talking about all sorts of things with her, but it was always shallow. Neither of us had any great wealth of knowledge when it came to sex; we just knew that we enjoyed playing with each other. Over time, I got a girlfriend and she got a boyfriend, so our play was severed. My girlfriend and I broke up and I started to enjoy the company of other girls, some of whom pushed me to more kinky adventures; real basic things like choking and spanking.

Kayla’s Nightmare [MMF] [wife sharing] [cuckold] [anal]

As Kayla knelt on the hotel bed, legs and arms tied tightly up to her torso, ball gag in her mouth, and a stranger’s tongue deep in her asshole, she couldn’t believe just 10 minutes ago she was ready to go to sleep.

Her husband had asked her if she wanted to try some light bondage, and she agreed, still half asleep. She lazily rolled around and let him tie her up as he wished. Before she knew it she was completely bound. They had done rope play plenty of times before, so her husband was a pro.

Kayla didn’t really want the ball gag in her
mouth but didn’t want to kill the mood so she reluctantly let it happen. Her husband fastened it tightly so she couldn’t speak at all.

Out of no where her husband gets a call. He answers. Kayla hears him say “She’s ready, Room 304.” Who was he talking to? She wondered nervously. In no time there was a knock at the door. Her husband went over and let someone Kayla had never met through the door.

My Masters Many Moods[Mdom][MF]

Kneeling on the foyer floor with my hands behind my back and face looking about a foot in front of me with a blank expression on my face awaiting orders.

Often times as soon as I would hear his keys jingle in the lock my heart would speed up, my mouth would salivate and i’d breath a little harder. Never knowing what his mood will be… But I know I’d have to put on the blank-doll expression. When he opens the door, puts his keys on the side table, takes off his shoes and unzips his pants. He inspects me and I blush pink all over getting a hot flash. Sometimes he calls me good girl and tells me, “Open up.” Slides his flaccid member in my mouth. I milk his cock with my whole mouth until he is hard. We are both quiet as he focuses on the pleasure of my oral skills.

Other times I know Master wants to play if he starts by complaining or giving me more orders. Something like “Your knees need to be farther apart. Spread them. Spread them farther.”

“Yes, Master”

The Eclipse Annals – Part 11 [Freeuse][Scifi]

Eleven – Firsts & Seconds

“What an absolute beauty,” the handsome young man said with a sigh.

Master Engineer Sarah Fawkes looked over at him. They had been standing side by side for almost fifteen minutes now, but these were the first words out of any of their mouths. She deliberated for a few seconds to find a proper answer but the only thing that came out was a pathetic:

“Yes.”

The massive spaceship was slowly sliding into the docking bay with millimeter precision. Sarah knew this because she had been leading the design team that oversaw the lidar tracking beacons of all Behemoth class ships in the fleet. The Eclipse was one of them. And it was actually the first time Sarah had seen any of her designs in action.

“I was so happy when I got picked for the Eclipse,” the young man continued.

Sarah studied him for a second. He was wearing an Ensign’s uniform and looked like he was fresh out of the academy. Probably not more than nineteen. More than a decade younger than her. She bit her lip.

“Are you meeting someone on the ship?” the boy asked.