A Summer To Remember [Mf]

*This one is more story and dialogue heavy, so I’m hoping it’s still good *

It had been two weeks since Jen said goodbye before moving on her own into the city. The graduation party was a blast, but high school was over and it was time for her to grow up. While everyone else was going to spend the summer having fun, she wanted to get settled and adjust to this new place. Living here was like nothing she’d experienced – it was always busy and everyone seemed to be in a rush. She was still getting lost, but always ran into a kind stranger who showed her the way back.

She developed a routine of sorts, and a path to go on as she explored the area. Her first stop was Drexley’s, a local cafe, where she ordered her usual medium vanilla latte. She’d take a seat somewhere in-between the bar and the window, the best spot to people-watch without being caught. As she sipped her latte she browsed around on her laptop while looking at the other customers walking in. Today seemed the same as any others, with the typical people getting their typical orders, then she noticed someone different.

[m4f] That red dress…

The red dress perfectly shows off your curves. So low cut that your perky tits threaten to spill out. It’s almost a shame that it has to come off.

I take your hand and lead you to the bathroom. Instruct you to put your hands on the marble counter and face the mirror. Your body belongs to me.

I stand behind you and kiss your neck. Our eyes lock in the mirror. My hands roam your body. I squeeze your ass. Move up to those gorgeous tits. Lean into you so you can feel my hard cock.

I step back and give your ass a firm slap. You yelp just a bit. I turn your head to me and kiss your lips for the first time. Then tell you to turn back around.

I slowly pull the zipper on your dress. Slide it off your body. You’re wearing nothing but red lace panties beneath it.

I touch your gorgeous breasts. Your nipples are rock hard. I run my thumb over them. I spread your legs. I touch you through your panties. They’re soaked.

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Loving Little Homemaker [M written for F] [L word] [creampie & cleanup] [light domination] [lots of oral] [choking]

I come home from work early, and sneak in the front door quietly. If I open the garage, you always hear me and come running with a big hug and lots of kisses!! Which is amazing!!! But today, I want to see what you’re doing before I get there…

I hear your music playing from the bedroom! I peek in through the cracked doorway, and see you bouncing around in a skimpy pair of string panties and a loose t shirt, folding and putting away laundry… You look so fucking cute! And I can’t help but make out the distinct points of your delicious nipples poking at your shirt… I’m instantly hard through my jeans as I think about pinching and pulling on them. Licking them, running my tongue softly over them, and biting them gently… I can almost hear your gasps in my mind.

I wait for the perfect opportunity as my good little slutty homemaker bends deep over the laundry basket. I open the door and move in quickly behind you, I grab your hair with one hand and slide my other underneath you to pull you in tight against my hard cock… Your gasp of shock turns into a loud, long moan as you realize it’s me and you’re about to be used…

An anal celebration

We’re getting ready to go out to dinner to celebrate her. I see her walk out of the bathroom wearing only her bra and panties. She takes a seat on the bed and slides on some black stockings because she knows they’re my favorite. I ask if she wants to spice it up a little bit. She smiles and agrees because she loves playing games with me. I go into our drawer and grab something. She is excited with anticipation because she doesn’t know what it is. I turn so she finally sees a shiny, metal butt plug that’s new to her. She’s never used one before, but we’ve been exploring anal recently. I tell her how I wanna slide this into her and she is shocked. She doesn’t know how to react.

I tell her to lay back so I can lick her asshole to lube her up. She lays on her back and I slide her panties down so they’re around her ankle. She spreads her legs wide as I spit on her tight little asshole. I rub the spit all around with my fingers. I place my head closer to her and place my warm wet tongue on her asshole. She makes a little moan because it’s so sensitive. I move my tongue in slow circles until she’s nice and wet. I spit on the butt plug. I slowly slide it into her, and she can feel the cold metal fill her up. She lets out a little moan until it’s fully in.

[MF] [FreeUse] [Fiction] The Skylar Chronicles, Pt. 2

[Part 1 on my profile]

It had been three days since Skylar first used my body for her pleasure. Our agreement was now in full swing, the first move had been made. It was now a little over a week since we first agreed to have rights to one another’s body and she made good on it a few days later by fucking me while I played video games on our couch. It was one of the most intense orgasms I’d ever had and, truth be told, I really didn’t even do much. I just tried to focus on my game, albeit pretty unsuccessfully.

Beyond that, life had continued on fairly normal. We didn’t draw a lot of attention to our deal and went about our normal lives of work life, home life, and social life. But now it had been three days and I was feeling the desire to use her body for my pleasure. Keep in mind, I was new to all this. I had never had an arrangement of this sort before. But I liked it. There was a certain thrill to it. Plenty of thoughts crossed my mind in those days after she came to the couch.

Date night [M written for F]

God I love seeing you in that dress. I knew the second you put it on during your little fashion show that it was something special… That’s why I thought a nice dinner out is just what we needed. A little steakhouse, the perfect excuse for me to take you out and show you off.

And now with your hair done up, beautiful curls framing your exquisite face. Your makeup showing off those gorgeous eyes, and making me just want to bite and kiss those full lips. The way that dress hugs your curves just right… Showing off your ass and the most mouth-watering way… And yet it’s like you don’t even know… That you’re stunning…

You must be able to see the lust in my eyes, because you definitely don’t miss the opportunity to tease me. Grinding against me in the elevator, running your hand up my leg in the car, and giving me glances down your cleavage as we’re being shown to our table. You have me so turned on and we haven’t even had a drink yet.

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A Master and his Slave. [M,f][Mdom][BDSM]

The floor was cold and harsh against her bare skin. Her limbs felt stiff as she began to move, stretching out slowly. The more she stirred from her sleep, the more her body ached. Her mind was still muddled and fatigued as she pulled herself up from the floor.

She let her eyes gradually adjust to the dim light as she drew herself onto all fours. She crawled forward towards the light of a doorway, her mind still foggy in sleep. Until she felt a tug on her neck, a hard, cold pull that kept her from continuing. Instinctively her hands snapped to her throat, finding a thick metal band. A collar, an inch wide, clasped tightly around her neck.

She turned on her knees, facing the direction she crawled from. A heavy linked chain clicked as she moved. Her eyes following the length that ran from her neck to a fixture on the wall. She was locked into place and stowed away. She was a…

“Slave” Her voice cracked as she spoke. But the word didn’t frighten her. Instead, she felt calm and secure. This was her place.

The Apartment Building Part One [MF] [Interracial] [preg] [anal]

2014

“AH… AH… OH GOD!” screamed Laura as the fat black man stretched her virgin asshole with his monster cock. Her white, toned legs were pointed up in the air as her partner continued his assault on her tightest of holes. She had tried to wrap them around him, but couldn’t due to his size.

“Baby, you taking this dick like a pro,” said the man with praise in his voice. Laura could only moan in reply.

Laura had never done anything like this before. Sure, she had had the occasional one night stand, but she very rarely brought them to her home, where she lived with her parents while attending college. However, a black man she didn’t know using her ass in her bed after she had a bad break up? It was a brand new sensation for her. One she tried to fight, but as the man’s anal onslaught continued, her willpower slipped away.

Normally an intelligent, well-spoken young woman, the orgasms that had racked her body up until that point had left her brain a mess that only wanted one thing. The cock inside her began to throb as a torrent of seed began to flood her anal cavity. The warm sensation led her to another release.

(M4F) Disciplined By The Librarian (Fantasy) (Role Play)

“Please, come in, ma’am.”

I close my office door behind you and motion for you to have a seat in one of the two chairs in front of my desk. I circle around and take a seat in my leather desk chair.

“I trust you know why you have been called to my office.”

“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?”

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

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

I make careful keystrokes on my computer and turn the screen towards you. A frozen image of you with your sweater pulled up, your breasts exposed, and your phone in front of you.

“That was Tuesday.”

More keystrokes. Another image. You see yourself holding your phone behind you as you are bent over the table with your panties around your knees.

“That was Wednesday morning.”

IT STARTED OFF FACETIMING [mf] [mast] [squirt]

A month. And then a few months. And before they knew it, it had been a year. And then, somehow, almost two since the divorce. They remained sort of friendly. But she was always eager to get back together. And all he was eager for was to fuck her one last time. He would jokingly bemoan the fact that they never had “break up sex.”

She would say, “Your loss.”

They would flirt … or argue … or both. And then they’d both throw their phones down in a fit of rage or annoyance. Or both.

He fell into bachelorhood with ease, downloading all the dating apps straight away. “Recently divorced,” his bio read. “Looking for carefree fun.” He spoke with his female friends, who all shared the same dating app complaints: Topless gym mirror selfies were a turn off. So were photos by luxury cars. And anyone who launched immediately into sex was disqualified. His profile landed him tons of matches and he fucked his way out of his divorce slump and into his “man whore phase,” as he called it.