[str8][M][fantasy] [destructive transformation] 6 sweat soaked football jocks get dominated in sweaty gear and sneakers

This erotic writing combines a lot of my fantasy’s I’ve had for a long time. And I think I need some clarity why they arouse or excite me. Feel free to leave feedback, and thanks for reading.

Part I

The repeat whistle blared once again but our teenage heroes, each beyond the point of muscle failure, could no longer respond. it had been over an hour, an hour of continuous brutal drills and conditioning since coach blew a desperately needed break whistle, three hours since the tormenting drills started after an already grueling day.

With little to no recovery times between the punishing sets, their oxygen starved muscles shifted into anaerobic respiration. Lactic acid ripping through their already torn, aching muscles, accelerating their demise and crippling our sweat soaked teenage football jocks. their limbs, thick and swollen from their hours long ordeal with their veins engorged In blood desperately trying to deliver oxygen to their torn, exhausted and depleted bodies.

Teacher’s pet [MF][sub dom][BDSM]

Hey this is my first erotic story and I’m a bit nervous about sharing it but it was really fun to write although it was hard not to take breaks haha , hope you guys like it. It’s pretty softcore BDSM but if you like it I’ll do an other chapter and go a bit darker! I definetly have plenty of ideas.

P.S sorry in advance for any spelling mistaques english is not my first language.

Chapter 1

He seemed like a nice guy. Maybe he’d escaped the curse of being a handsome arsehole. The other girls in my class did like to look at him and laugh at all his jokes, even the shitty ones but he never seemed very impresssed by them. He laughed and smiled back to be polite but like any self respecting person he was not impressed by the panderings of a circle of turnip brained groupies with piercingly fake laughs and fashion that would fit right in to the 2000s. That is obviously not a compliment, and you can probably tell by now that I do not like pathetic girl groups who fluster themselves at any opportunity for male attention.

Human Anatomy and Sexuality 101 – Part Two [MF] [Exhib] [HandJob] [Oral]

Week Two – The Human Body

I got to class 20 minutes early the next week, and Kate and Rachel were already there. Rachel looked like I felt – nervous, queasy, excited (horny?). After exchanging pleasantries, Kate led us into a back room that was used for storage of old books and other supplies. There were two bath robes hanging on a hook on one of the walls next to some empty shelves. “We’re going to jump right in,” Kate started. “You two will strip completely naked, you can put your clothes here”, she indicated to the shelves. “Put on the robes, and wait for me to come and get you. Any questions?”

I knew this was coming, but I was hoping maybe we would ease into it a little…apparently I was wrong. “Kate,” I said quietly, almost hoping Rachel wouldn’t hear me, even though she was standing right next to us, “I have a, um, question. This is kind of awkward,” of course Rachel was hanging on every word, “but what if I get an erection?” Both ladies’ eyes went automatically to my crotch, where there was already a bulge forming in my pants, and then quickly back up to my face. Rachel giggled nervously, but Kate was nonplussed.

The Camgirl Part LVIII: Not Enough? Or Too Much? [Fsolo] [mast] [MF-ish]

**LVIII: Blake**

Blake sighed, leaning back against the shower wall as the hot water cascaded down her head to warm the rest of her body. She breathed in deep the steamy air as it began to rise, eyes closed. Her pussy still tingled from the night’s show, but it wanted more. Tonight, she was inclined to give it some.

Once her body was thoroughly wet with hot water, the air sufficiently thick with steam, Blake grabbed the shampoo, squirting a little more than she normally did. Products that worked with her hair were expensive, but Blake wanted to be extra sudsy today for some reason. She lathered up her hands, then tangled soapy fingers in her hair, closing her eyes again, imagining Liam’s hands in her hair.

As it usually did since that night, the memory of Marie massaging Blake’s scalp floated through her mind. Blake didn’t dwell on that but tried not to feel bad about it anymore. *Those* situations hadn’t been the bad ones. They’d just led to her fuck-up.

Thinking about that, however, brought up thoughts of Marie. Blake tried to push those thoughts from her mind, but her curiosity worked against her.

2020 WAS GONNA BE ALRIGHT … [Mf]

Ray had been in a funk. 2019 just wasn’t what he thought it’d be, even though he’s not the type to blame the physical *year* on his problems. But in 2019, he did. He kept saying, I can’t wait for this shitty year to end. And then, it did. And on New Years Day, January 1, 2020, something incredible happened.

His phone buzzed. It was from a woman he’d hooked up with just a few days ago named Elle. She was 23. He was 35. And even though he didn’t know the age difference was so drastic, it wouldn’t have stopped him from fucking her. They met in a bar. She was drinking an old fashioned, which he thought was a bold drink for a 23 year old woman, since most drank cheap watered down beer or sugary drinks. She caught his eye.

They started chatting. One thing lead to another and soon, she was inquiring about his antique collection.

“Maybe one day you’ll see them,” he said, not wanting to be too bold and presumptuous.

“One day, huh …” Elle said.

“One day,” Ray said. “Or tonight, if you want …”

Birthday Car ride [MFM]

This is a true account of a great night!

A few summers back we threw a party for my wife’s birthday. We had some friends over and the drinks were flowing, music was playing, the grill was hot and the smell of burgers, and BBQ chicken was in the air.

Our mutual friend Dave walked into our backyard and told us about his new car and we had to go out front and check it out. So everyone had to go out front and check out his car. It was a fucking new 911 Porsche. God damn it was a nice car.

My wife, Dave and I decided to take it for a quick test drive. There is no back seat in the Porsche so my wife had to sit on my lap. She is a very tall thin and was wearing a very tight Hawaiian tube top skirt. The second she sat down I started to get hard. By the time we made it to the highway my wife was giving me mischievous looks and grinding her ass into my now rock hard cock.

[MF] [more cute than kinky] The day she left me (and the night we got back together)

We had arrived. It was an old building with a set of stairs leading to a small entrance door on the side of what looked like some kind of chinese chop.

“Thanks for walking me home Pete” Anna said to me. Her dark hair was dancing in the air to the sound of the cold nocturnal wind.

“You are welcome” this was the place she was living in since she had left our shared flat. It was a modest one room apartment, a temporary solution until she finishes her degree by the end of the semester, she had told me earlier during dinner. She seemed to like living there though.

“It was really nice to be with you again and catch up on everything” she said with a smile. Yeah, that was true, we hadn’t really talked in months. Since the day she left me to be more precise.

Back home in Utah and I’m [f]ucking hot, ripe, and horny. 46F HW fMF

My previous update is here…

my [f]ucking vacation as a fresh hotwife. 46F fMF. Part 3

The four week trip to Spain was amazing. I was coming home a totally different girl than the one that left, and I liked the new me. Going from being coaxed into displaying myself naked on the beach, to getting off on being exposed and visually devoured, to acting on the attention that I got and then some, I felt like a flower that had blossomed. I liked the unrestrained me.

But being home would be different. For a few weeks, I settled back into a normal routine. Hubby had a week-long trip coming up for late August, so I started to plan. I trolled his account-this one-surveying all the dick pics for cocks that got my attention. I started chatting guys, sending them selfies of my pussy and my body. Several were very interested and not at all shy about telling me what they would do to me which got me all kinds of hot. I narrowed my choices down and asked him if he wanted to come to Utah and fuck me for 5 days while my husband was out of town. Surprise! He said yes. I booked his flight and sent him a pair of panties I had soaked to his pics, and then waited three weeks.

He saw me naked [f]

So I was at a friends house for a New Years party, and because I was good friends with him a was going to stay the night. At about 1 am we decided to go to bed. So he left the room and I started to get changed. I was completely naked when I saw the door burst open. He saw me and the said sorry and left immediately. I got changed and we went to bed. It was a bit awkward but we where cool with it. We where taking all night then he suddenly said “you’ve got nice tits btw.” I was kinda shocked but replied with thanks. He kept going on about how he had never seen a pair of boobs before, so I asked him if he would like to take a better look at mine. He agreed and I sat down on his bed and slowly opened my shirt. I saw him get rock hard so I let him touch them. I decided to sleep next to him that night and he could stop touching them. I didn’t mind tho. The next morning I felt him lightly humping my ass with his election. But I just pretended I was asleep. It felt nice.

Pregnant Office Lust [MF][Preg]

Teri’s body had always fascinated me. She was in her
early 20s, slender, with medium sized tits, and a well
maintained figure. It was obvious to me she was proud
of her body and took good care of it. She wasn’t tall,
about 5′ 1″, and had brownish blonde hair, which she
wore a little longer than her shoulders. She was
invariably pleasant and always had a “Good morning, Mr.
Franks” whenever she saw me.

Teri worked down the hall from me as a secretary in
another office. She and my secretary were office pals
and often had lunch together or chatted during their
coffee breaks. Whenever she would stop by to talk with
Marcia, I’d see her in the outer office and would
fantasize about what her body looked like without
clothes.

In my day-dreams, she had shapely legs, a tight ass,
slender waist, and mouth-sized tits with pert nipples
just a little darker than the rest of her skin. The
hair covering her pussy was the same color as the hair
on her head, letting me know it was her natural color.
Of course, she would always want me to fuck her right
there in the office and I’d always oblige.