You call me over to your desk at home. You’re wearing black skin tight pants and an azure blue jumper. It contrasts nicely with your brown hair resting slightly curled on your shoulders. As I get up and approach you I can see the garters’ straps poking through your pants, leaving me instantly wondering what color they might have and which pattern the lace is made of. You point at your screen so I stand behind you. A subtle hint of your perfume enters my mind, triggering pleasant thoughts. Focus. Listen. The lady’s talking to you. My eyes follow your finger and my mind your words. Regardless of my efforts my eyes start wandering up your arm towards your shoulder, admiring your hair. Just until I notice your cleavage. It’s not very revealing, but most definitely hinting. From where I stand I can make out multiple filigree straps. However, not the color; damn. Suddenly you turn around, asking me in a pouty way: You’re not listening, are you? Where’s your mind right now? Caught by surprise, but unwilling to lie I answer: *Wondering about the color of your lingerie.* It takes a moment for you to react. But, finally you put up a mischievous smile. Your left hand slowly moves up your thighs, tracing your breasts. With your index finger you slightly extend your cleavage. Just enough to see that your lingerie is midnight blue. You ask if I like the color and stretch your right arm out to me.
Category: sexystories
“SWEATING IT OUT” [mf] [anal] [cheating]
“Sweating it Out”
“….. Last week, I was home, alone, sweating. Our air conditioning unit broke, and I was home from work, waiting between the hours of 11:00 and 4:00, for this guy to show up. Around 2:00 he finally got there. My husband and I needed him to try and fix the leak, or whatever it was causing water to leak all over the floor. He was a young guy, probably 21, or 22. But, for some reason when he came in, he turned me on so bad. He was cute. He reminded me of a guy I used to date before I got married.
My husband wouldn’t be home for hours. I think with the heat outside, and the thought of sneaking around got the best of me. Maybe it had to do with that bulge I saw in his pants when he walked in. I’m 32, and I was horny. I just wanted some young meat that I could share an intimate secret with. Well, he found out what was wrong with the air conditioning, and said he had to go back to the shop to get the right piece, and then he’d be back. I said that would be fine. I said I might be in the shower, and if I didn’t hear him knocking, for him to just come in.
I missed you
I missed the hours that we would fuck for and I’m not exaggerating when I say hours, it would go all day. But this time it was different, you were aggressive and mean. You would wrap your hands around my throat and squeeze until I couldn’t breathe? you put two fingers in my mouth in attempts to choke me and then smash my face into the bed. You seemed pissed when you fucked me like I was a rag doll just to be used (which I’m not complaining). You would grab both my legs and pull them against your body so I couldn’t wiggle away, your thick throbing cock making me wetter and wetter with every thrust you give me. Uhhh I enjoy fucking you more than anything, the feeling of cuming in me and filling my pussy up just for you to keep going makes me cum on top of that. You pulled me into doggy style on the edge of the bed and that itself hit a different way. On the way over and in the process of bending over I came and then you sliding into my pussy sent chills up my body. It’s a good thing you live alone cause Im sure you neighbors could hear me. But that was more so my goal was to be as loud as possible. The louder I got the harder you hit or the more you sucked and spit.
Confessions of a hyper-sexed corporate executive (1.2) [M/F]
**(Same as before, be kind and give me constructive feedback and criticism)**
After my little rendezvous with young timothy (the intern), work was immensely fun. He was ever so helpful to me, carrying my bags, buying me lunch and overall making my life easier, all with a blush on his face. I could tell he wanted more, which made my cunt wet. Being desired was a feeling every woman should have, and he desired me like he needed air. I teased him by unexpectedly grabbing his crotch, while he was assisting me with random stuff and squealed cutely when I applied pressure. I masturbated daily to this image, fingering my sopping wet cunt, while I imagined him slowly thrusting into me, apologizing and determined to please me throughout. Young virgins are satisfying that way. With practice and daily exercise, I was sure he would blow my mind. In the meantime, ill blow him instead. 3 days after our little tryst, life found me on my knees, in the handicap toilet at the topmost level, skirt hiked up to my waist, my mouth furiously bobbing up and down his cock.
[MF][Free-use] FUCR
“Fuck her?”, I say, slightly confused “I can’t find it in the app store”.
“You spell it F U C R”, Becca replies.
“I’m not so sure about this, it sounds like a scam”.
“Trust me, the money is good and you’ll have fun”, Becca takes takes another sip of her coffee. “You need the money right?”
“Free Use Central Register?”.
“That’s the one”.
“The rules on this are massive, is there anything I should know?” I ask as I scroll through a massive terms and conditions page.
“The only important thing is that you do whatever they want, if you get too many complaints then you are banned”.
“Wait, anything?”, I stop scrolling on my phone and look up.
“Anything!”, Becca replies with a serious look on her face.
After I put in my name and date of birth, the app collects my personal details from around the web. Every post, purchase or page view I’ve made in the last decade is taken into consideration. I’m presented with a number on the screen. It’s less than I hoped but more than I can refuse. Running the numbers in my head, it’s only slightly more than my monthly expenses.
Vacation Week, part 1 [MF] [milf] [age gap] [oral]
~ first attempt at sexy writing, suggestions welcomed ~
It was definitely a bummer that the family Cady and her family were going to share the beach house with had had to cancel, but they paid their share since it was late notice, and there would just be a couple more free bedrooms. She called her son at college and let him know he could bring a couple of guys with him for the beach week, and let her high schooler do the same. It would be a pretty male-dominated week but Cady always looked forward to week off of work and drinking wine at lunch and beyond, so she wasn’t too bothered. She also had a couple of friends that she could call in the area to spend some time with if the boys got to be too much.
When her son showed up with Tommy, a suitemate from his dorm, she remembered him from seeing at move in, and she had heard about him some during the year. She had not remembered, though, when he showed up quite how good-looking he was. Medium height but a nice, muscular chest and arms. Blue eyes and wavy brown hair that kept falling down over one eye. He was a little shy, he seemed happy enough to talk with her but he laughed nervously sometimes and usually looked away from her after a few seconds.
The Camgirl Part XXV: A Big Stupid Clusterfuck [Plot]
**XXV Blake**
Blake forced a smile as Chloe opened the door and greeted her with a hug. The dark-haired girl’s embrace felt good, but that just sparked the thought that Liam’s would have felt so much better.
“That bad, huh?” Chloe asked.
Blake sighed, scrubbing a hand through her hair as she pulled back, “Yeah.”
Chloe gave her a sympathetic frown, then gestured for Blake to follow her into the apartment.
As Blake’s friend was no longer in college, she did not have to live in a dorm. Blake’s own apartment wasn’t necessarily bad or technically a dorm—she loved living there—but it definitely felt like a dorm, especially with the whole one-shower-for-three-girls thing.
Chloe lived with her roommate Becca, a tall, leggy accountant who she had admitted to fantasizing about more than once, and Blake couldn’t really blame her. Thankfully, however, Becca did not appear to be home at the moment.
“Alright,” Chloe said, patting her dining table on her way to the cupboard, “What’s up? I’m guessing this still has to do with the forbidden Mr. Perfect?”
Blake simply took a seat at let her head fall to the table in response, “Ugh.”
?? Daddy’s Punishment ?? [FM, BDSM]
You’re so sexy, you can instantly have me submit to you..
Sitting and looking down on me while I’m on my knees, I’m watching you anxiously as you eye me up and down hungrily, resting your head in your hand. As I fully expected and wished for, the teasing begins when you start biting your lip and begin to instruct me.
“Take off your top, baby girl,” you order.
I obey your command and slowly lift it up off me…as I’ve always said, you have this attractiveness, dominance, and transcendent aura that can make me instantly submit to you. My perky breasts bounce a little and I toss my shirt to the side, looking up at you for approval and more directions. Your grin is growing even wider at this and you start unbuckling your belt.
“Now take off those cute little shorts.”
Standing up a bit — yet still on my knees — I unbutton the white shorts, unzip and pull them down, then slowly remove them. Now all that’s left are my panties and thigh high stockings that you seem to adore.
I can’t stop thinking about breeding so please fill me up!! [impreg] [tease]
You grab my hips, pulling me closer to you. Our naked bodies pressed against each other. I can feel your thick cock pressed against my ass and it makes me groan. I love the feel of your body against mine. You run your hands along my body, groaning about how good I feel. “Just wait til your round with my baby… just wait until you swell!” You whisper in my ear. I moan at the words, getting wet at the thought.
You tell me to get on my hands and knees and I comply quickly. You slide into my wet pussy so easily and it makes us both moan. You start with quick short thrusts, then go deeper and deeper until you bottom out inside me. I can feel your cock stretching my pussy and it makes me crazy. “Are you going to fill me up?” I ask, panting. You slap my ass in response.
You reach around me and play with my tits, cupping them, imagining them heavy and full. “Please!” I moan, begging you to impregnate me, make me huge and ripe with your babies. “Not yet,” you tell me, teasing me. You slow down, making me groan in frustration.
Confessions of a hyper-sexed corporate executive (1.1) [M/F]
**(First time so please be gentle. Feedback and criticism is always welcome)**
I have always felt pity and maternal to a little chubby intern at my office. Rather socially awkward and makes many mistakes when flustered. He is very kind and helpful though, which makes me treat him to lunch and buy him little gifts when i can. He has never had a girlfriend due to his lack of confidence, yet he seems the kind that would treat women really well, if given the opportunity. I judged this based on his attitude towards me. So i decided to play with him and show him some TLC. Whenever i have the opportunity, i get physical with him and stroke his back. He obviously enjoys it based on his little blushes and awkward smiles. Also has a little tent in his trousers, so that’s good.