The Camgirl Part XLIX: I had an idea… [Plot] [Sexual Tension]

**XLIX: Blake and Liam**

**Blake**

Blake tried not to make too much noise as she slipped into the lecture hall. She was only a little late, but this room was on the smaller side, and she had to walk in front of the whole class no matter where she decided to sit.

Normally, Blake would just slip into the closest seat and draw as little attention to herself as possible, but as she looked up at the seats, she saw Liam sitting in the back, an empty seat next him. Blake could feel everyone else looking at her as she made her way to her way up the short flight of stairs between the sections of seating. She started to shrink down, but then her eyes caught Liam’s. Those eyes made her forget about everyone else looking at her, and Blake gave him a warm smile as she slipped into the seat next to him.

A Secret Tryst, pt 1 [MF][teasing][dom]

[ Long time lurker on my other account, this is my first attempt at writing anything like this. Or doing any sort of creative writing in I don’t even know how many years. Comments and constructive criticism appreciated ]

*I’ll see you soon, princess. And then you’ll be mine.*

That was the last text he sent. And now he was on his way. Today. Soon. He’d be here so soon.

“Fuck,” she thought. “Why the fuck did I wear these stupid shoes? I look like an asshole.”

She looked down at herself. Type O Negative shirt – nothing special there. Black faux leather leggings that clung to legs she’d worked so hard to tone. On her feet, black platform Jeffrey Campbells with studs around their wedged heels. Too high for everyday wear, yet here she was in the train station, wearing them. Because she knew how much he liked them. *What daddy wants, daddy gets.*

She looked nervously at her watch. Of course she promptly forgot what it said, and had to look again. It blinked 14:06. She chewed her lip as she turned to check the arrivals board. Why was she so anxious? They’d talked about this for months: meet up in a city where no one knew them and have a good time. And now that time had come.

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

So we had over an hour drive back to the hotel. My husband was pretty quiet. I was extremely satisfied. I sat there thinking about my week to that point. Reluctantly baring it all. Soaking in the attention, Getting off on it. Flirting. Giving myself to strangers exploring my body in public. Letting go of myself and all my inhibitions for unbridled pleasure. Boldly taking my first black cock right on the beach. I blossomed and I liked the unrestrained me.

We got back to the hotel and started getting ready for dinner. Hubby stripped to shower first. His cock was like a flagpole. I joined him in the shower and dropped to my knees and took him in my mouth. He was moaning quickly. I was going as deep as I could inducing my gag reflex. I could feel him throbbing. Both of us soaking wet, I opened the shower door, grabbed his hand and led him out onto our balcony. I walked to the railing and leaned over. He got the idea, came up behind me and entered me. He started thrusting and I gyrated as wildly as I could against him. He had me hot and I was moaning. He had his hands i my nipples and the combination gave me an awesome orgasm. I let loose and he came for me. Done with my show, we went back into the room. He went back into the shower. I laid on the bed and fingered myself for a bit. After I showered, we took a ride share into town and had dinner. At dinner, I decided that I needed to share.

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Asian Take-Out [Str8] [Mf] [cheating]

I’m a creature of habit, until I’m not. Left to my own whims, I’ll stick to a well-worn path of choices with predictable results. When I’m pushed in another direction, I find I really enjoy it once I get past the initial resistances. Yet for whatever reason I have difficulty in moving myself away from my norms.

Gretta, known as Gigi, was based in my company’s Manila office. Gigi and I had worked together for a few years before we met in-person. We had a great rapport and even engaged in some playful flirting while we had calls, which wasn’t unusual with the single women from that office. I always enjoyed their schoolgirl-like giggles when they first heard my deep voice.

The events in this story took place during the tail-end of the years of being able to know someone without being able to find them easily through social media. So, I’d have pictures in my mind of these Filipino girls I spoke with–eager, lithe, and just out of college–but I didn’t know what they actually looked like.

An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 11 [MF][FF][MFF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 10 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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## Eleven

“You haven’t forgotten that you promised me a pass to Castle Hill, have you?” Irese said smiling up at Jarl.

The prince was wearing a wide smile and nothing else. His clothes lay discarded over the entire room.

“Ah. Yes. Well, I had forgotten. But I will get that for you by next week. I promise,” Jarl said picking up one sock.

“You better. I was good to you tonight, weren’t I?”

“You were indeed,” Jarl laughed.

Sigrid stood over by one wall and looked at the two of them. She could not get the image of Jarl pushing his member in and out of Irese’s tight hole out of her mind and she was still soaking wet and had had no release all night. It was driving her near insane. All of a sudden, they were heading out. Sigrid didn’t even remember saying goodbye to Irese. They headed down Parchent, the revelry had subsided slightly, but the streets were still fairly full. People with horrible masks were running back and forth shouting loudly and Sigrid almost stabbed one of them reflexively as he or she jumped up towards her.

The Vacation – part 4 [MF] [cheating]

Ash stood in the door frame staring into the darkness at me. I could see her but she could barely see me. She was only wearing a pair of skimpy underwear. She gently closed the door and walked towards the bed. I reached my hand down and began to stroke myself as she inches closer and closer. She crawled on the bed and without words began to pull down my shorts and boxer briefs. She grabbed my cock and guides her tongue around the shaft, feeling the growth with each lick.

“Mmm I know you’d be a good boy.”

She swirled her tongue around the head before making it disappear in her mouth. She was emphatic in her approach as she wanted to make sure it was enjoyable. You could tell based on her enthusiasm. In the quiet house, it sounded like a symphony around my cock with all the saliva dripping down her chin and she eagerly shoved it down her throat once more. Her eyes stayed looking up at me to see how I responded. Needless to say, I spent more time with my head back in ecstasy than paying attention. As she bobbed her head up and down, she would grab one of her breasts and would roll the nipple between her fingers making them erect. As she felt me get thicker and harder, knowing I could cum soon, she stopped and slowly stroked me.

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The Godkiller Chronicles – Part 1 – Beginnings & Endings [Fantasy][Anal][Deepthroat]

One – Beginnings & Endings

The light burned a scorching path through the rock next to Jorn who threw himself sideways to avoid it. The heat made his skin blister. But he had had worse.

“I’m going to rip your head off and then I am going to put it on a pike and fuck your wife in the ass in front of it,” Jorn growled and reached out for his dropped sword.

“You will do no such thing!” the Lord of Light bellowed loud enough that Jorn’s eardrums almost burst.

“Fucking cunt,” Jorn said under his breath and rolled to one side avoiding another ray of light.

“Well. To be honest husband,” the Queen of Darkness said from over on her throne. “If he bests you, he can probably do anything he pleases with me.”

Jorn shot a glance over at the ivory-skinned woman with the ebony hair sitting on her throne of skulls. She smiled back at him. His skin tingled and he threw himself to the side once again. Damn. The old bitch had almost distracted him enough for the ray to take his leg off.

My wife and I are in a “cuckold-relationship.” I want to share some juicy details that I know you’ll love. [Str8] [MMF] [cuck]

**Some info about my wife and I:**

We’re both in our early 30s, and we’ve been married for 7 years. I work as a programmer in a good company, and the money is good. My wife on the other hand, brings in way more money. She’s one of those women you see on the news channels. She’s very attractive, strong-minded, and career-oriented. She has a “boss-lady” attitude and a lot of her co-workers respect her (out of fear) because she can be brutal at times. She’s just one of those women that even the average man doesn’t want to stand up to. She really doesn’t take shit from anyone. I love her for that. Me on the other hand? I’m an introvert.

Our marriage became a bit unhappy over the past few years. A lot of yelling on her part. She was very emotionally abusive towards me. So we had a talk one night where she apologized. We discussed ways we could make the relationship better. She kept hinting the idea of an “open relationship.” I was uncomfortable about first, but I gave in because I honestly had no leverage. She made more money than me, and she could leave at any time. I didn’t have much bargaining power, so I gave in. Also, a part of me wanted to truly save the marriage, because I still loved this woman deep down. But I had one condition. If she wanted to fuck other dudes, she has to do with me included. I hated the idea of her banging other guys behind my back. Plus, I thought threesomes, foursomes would be fun.

The Vacation – part 3 [MF] [oral] [voyeur]

The day carried on without mentioning the events of the morning. We had breakfast and had our coffee. We then packed the cooler full of beers and headed to the beach.

“It’s going to be a great day. A normal day,” I thought. I begged myself to believe this thought. I had my thick cock down the throat of my best friend’s girlfriend earlier this morning and I enjoyed it. Oh I had enjoyed it. “This won’t be a normal day, will it,” I said to no one.

We got to the beach and I see Ash set her chair and begin to tan. “God, I never realized what great tits she had. Though, I never had to until now.” Ash’s skin bronzed as Jeff and I played some frisbee then took a dip in the ocean to cool off. I came out of the ocean glistening in the summer sun, with my swimsuit suctioned to me, leaving little to the imagination. I walked up to Ash and she lifted her sunglasses like she was a 1950’s movie star and winked.

SLOPPY SECONDS [mf] [oral] [mast] [creampie] [swallow]

Timing is an incredible thing. Ricky woke up at 8:30am and checked his phone. There was a package outside of his apartment. Not bothering to put on anything other than his funky, colorful boxer briefs, he opened the door to retrieve his package just as a stunning, hungover looking blonde woman in a skimpy dress walked past. He looked up to her. She looked at him and smirked.

“Nice panties,” she said, chuckling.

Ricky looked down at his boxer briefs and then to the hungover girl and smirked.

“Thanks,” he said. “I’ve got a whole collection.”

“Do you?” She asked.

“Mm-hmm,” he said.

Suddenly, he became aroused. The hungover chick glanced down. Her mouth opened slowly. Her eyes grew wide as she watched his erection grow right before her very eyes. She nibble on her bottom lip, not removing eye contact from him until he was rock hard. She pulled her blouse down a little, flashing her small, perky breasts to him. She smiled. He smiled.

“Would you like to see them?” He asked.

“I thought you’d never ask.”