First post, please be gentle. ;)
Category: sexystories
Santa’s Naughty List
It’s a hot & humid summer night, “Perfect for a drive on some back roads,” you say, kissing the side of my neck as you open the passenger door of your car. White lightning cracks across the sky as the city lights fade in the distance. The space between us is charged with the energy of the impending storm & passionate desire. Within moments the sky succumbs to the pressure & nature explodes. You turn onto the next side road, kill the engine, & get out. Before I can ask what you’re doing, you’ve opened my door, pulled me out, & your lips are on mine–kissing me hard, your hands on my ass, pulling my rain-soaked body firmly against yours. You lead me to the front of the car & gently lay me on the hood. I pull you down for a kiss as I peel your rain-soaked shirt from your body while you work my dress up above my hips. By this time the rain has diminished to a light sprinkle, but thunder & lightning still rock the midnight sky. You begin to tickle my thighs with soft, sweet kisses…working your way down to my knees to my ankles & back up again–all the while teasing but never touching me where I want you the most. Once again, you press your mouth to mine…breathlessly, I whisper in your ear, “Now, baby…please.” Without hesitation, you hook one thumb on either side of my panties & slide them over my legs letting them fall to the ground. You part my legs & at the same instant that the sky lights up, white hot lightning flashes through my mind as your mouth finally makes contact with my pussy–aching for your touch. You slip 2 fingers inside of me & begin working your magic while you alternate between licking & sucking my clit–as the rainwater drips down my body into your eager mouth. My breathing picks up, my back arches, & you know you’ve got me right at the edge. You stop what you’re doing, take my face in your hands, & kiss me. In one fluid movement you drop your shorts to the ground, grab my hips & slide my ass to the edge of the hood. You look into my eyes & trust yourself inside of me…deep & throbbing hard. A moan escapes my lips–part pleasure, part pain. But I kiss you & tell you how good you feel inside of me. You put my legs over your shoulders & begin to work up your tempo & intensity as I run my nails over your strong arms, over the fine lines of the muscles in your shoulders & your back. It doesn’t take me long to come close to the brink again, but I slow myself down because I want us to reach ecstasy together. With my legs still on your shoulders you lean down to kiss me, thus bottoming out…putting yourself as deep inside of me as you can go. My body complies & takes all of you. I feel a shiver go down your spine & I know you’re close. I clench my muscles tight around your throbbing cock as you thrust inside of me one final time, your white hot liquid filling me up at the same time my pussy detonates around you, my body trembling underneath yours. “Perfect night for a drive…” I say, with a smirk. You look into my eyes & kiss me. The rain picks up again, lightning dances across the sky, thunder booms…as if mother nature is giving her own sweet nod of approval.
[MF] [buk] Amyla The Radiant Elf Princess Part 5
So here it is, the last part of this series. This is more of an epilogue than an actual chapter but I included some scenes which might be fun to read. I had a lot of fun writing Amyla, so I decided that this will not be the last time she shows up! hope you enjoy, please leave a comment on what you thought of the whole series, I love readng feedback!
The princess of the Secret City sat crossed legged on the large king size double bed; her posture was different to her usual stance now hunched over with her shoulders tensed in a defensive position. She was clad in a classier attire than her usual outfits, a baggy cotton shirt which belonged to her lover and tight-fitting brown leather trousers which hugged her curvaceous lower body; black boots with heels clad her feet for protection. She rubbed her now naked ring finger, feeling the tarnished skin from the burns which the old wedding ring gave her. The band now sat in front of her, almost taunting her for what happened. She felt like crying again, like she did 9 months ago. Amyla laid back on her bed covering her eyes with her left arm, forcing herself to remember what took place. Quickly she was brought back to that morning.
THIRSTY FOR CUM [mmmmmmmf] [oral] [anal] [facial]
Two years after Jack and Kibby broke up, they bumped into one another in a parking garage. He had just wrapped up a long day of shopping, and she was planning on going to the store to get her nails done. It was an awkward encounter, initially. They stood around pretending to make small talk. As they prepared to say goodbye, he said he had to rush home because he was starving.
“Well, why don’t we get some sushi?” She asked.
He hesitated. Things hadn’t ended well between them and he wasn’t sure lunch was such a good idea. As he hemmed and hawed, Kibby slapped him on the arm and said, “Babe, I’m totally over you. No hard feelings. Let’s just … catch up?”
“Okay,” he said, tossing his bag in the trunk. They headed to a new sushi restaurant she raved about and took a table in the corner. She ordered a Sake flight — there were three in all, and one was particularly cloudy.
“This one,” she said, giggling uncontrollably. “It looks like … you know …”
The Camgirl Part V: Marie Goes Down [MF] [Str8] [Oral]
V: Liam
A little over a week later, Liam raised an eyebrow as Marie pushed him, shirtless, back onto her bed. She had an oddly determined look in her eye.
“What—” he began, but she cut him off.
“No talking,” Marie said, unbuttoning and pulling his pants and underwear off before kneeling at the side of the bed, facing his quickly hardening erection.
Liam’s eyes went wide as grabbed his cock at the base. Was she…? *No, she’s never done that before, and I didn’t even ask her.*
Then she leaned forward and licked the head.
Liam shuddered at the feeling of her soft tongue against his swollen flesh. He looked down at her as she continued to tongue bathe his cock, at first around the head, then taking longer, broader licks up the length of his shaft. Liam wanted to move, wanted to sit up and tangle his hands in her hair, guide her in this unfamiliar endeavor, but he couldn’t—he felt as though his entire body were tied down by invisible threads.
Asian Tinder Slut [Mf] [teen] [oral] [mast] [squirt] [anal] [ATM] [facial] [swallow]
I like to fuck around with my Tinder profile from time to time, just to see what bios get the best responses. My secret is to lead with a goofy photo. Something so outlandish that women scrolling past will simply have to click on my bio out of curiosity. My bio ranges from the serious to the absurd and everywhere in between. Sometimes its one word and other times, it’s a full paragraph of serious interests.
My bio that simply said, “Queso forever” got me over 13 matches, two dates, and one blowjob in my car.
My lengthier bios usually didn’t do so well from the people who were looking for something casual. And then, I wondered what would happen if I went purely sexual.
“Never been with an asian woman,” I wrote on a total whim. I planned to take it down right away, fearful that I might get reported for racism or something. But instead, I got six matches.
“Any luck yet?” One Asian women wrote.
“None!” I wrote back with a crying face emoji.
Moscow Meeting [MFF] [Mild BDSM]
Ewa had been in Moscow for a couple of months, settling in to the subtle and not so subtle changes in culture. She was immersed in summer, now, and the days were long, hot and dry as a bone. In the evening, the heat hung in the air, not cooling but thickening. From waking up to falling into bed, she spent the day glazed in sweat and would duck into a shaded cafe, bar or awning like it was a pool of ice water. That day, Ewa was wearing a light, summer dress with thin shoulder straps. The straps sat neatly in the groove of her strong shoulders and the dress was tucked in the back, so it hugged the dramatic curve of her spine and the muscular curve of her hips. She’d walk around naked if she could, but it was a compromise between comfort in the heat and inviting stares and cat calls in the street. This happened anyway, of course, and she did her best to shrug it off. Somehow, cat calls in Russian retained enough novelty to mask the buzzing nuisance. By contrast, she didn’t mind the attention she got from other women, who, she noticed several times a day, couldn’t help but glance at the sweat running from her collar bone, down the gentle valley between her small, firm breasts, or at the way her skirt hung off the round shelf of her ass, the hem clinging to her thighs when she walked.
First Hunt [FF] [Fantasy/Sci Fi] {Post-Apocalypse] [Hunting] [Gore]
**First Hunt**
Tiny curves of Orla’s hair fell twirling past her eyes to the ground. Some caught on the light, chilly wind and were tossed high into the air, over the heads of the women standing in a circle around her. The repetitive noise of the scissors, like air being ripped in two, reformed in her mind as the body of the girl she was being peeled away, like a snake shedding it’s skin, inch by inch. As her long hair formed a pool on the muddy ground where she knelt, the breeze noticed her scalp and began to caress it, sending shivers down her bare back. Small coils of hair tumbled down her chest, over her skin, the colour of orange segments, and some caught on her nipples, trembling on the edge.
Lain’s hand gripped Orla’s neck as she took the scissors to her long, honey hair, firmly, holding her head stock-still to cut as close to the scalp as possible with the razor sharp blades. With the hand on her neck and the hair falling over her face, she could only glance momentarily up at the crowd gathered around her, watching in silence. All the women of the reserve, except for those minding the girls, had come out to see her emerge as a woman.
Very convenient store: gay c/d
“Hey Mr P”
“Hey Jesse, How ya doin’?”
“Not bad – Brett around?”
“Haven’t seen him. I think he’s suppose to be back around 6 or so.”
“Okay. I’ll probably swing by then. I’m just gonna grab a drink.”
I set my pack down and headed over to the cooler directly across from the counter. I opened the door and squatted down to grab a drink from the bottom shelf. There were a couple different flavors and after some looking I chose the iced tea. I walked back over to the counter to pay. Mr. P was leaning on the counter with a sly looking grin on his face.
“You’re all set, Jesse. No charge.”
“Are you sure Mr. P?”
“Absolutely. We’ll see you later.”
“Thanks!”
I grabbed my pack and headed out the door. Once I got back to my room, I needed to change to meet up for a run. I threw my shirt on the bed and took my pants off. A couple years ago, a then boyfriend had convinced me to start wearing womens underwear. At first, it was just when we were alone, to spice things up a bit. He was into it, and I’m pretty open to whatever, so I said sure. After awhile he thought it would be sexy if I started wearing it while we were out. He was right. I was terrified at first, thinking everyone will know and I’d be beyond embarrassed if anyone realized. But of course, no one knew. And I felt extremely sexy. Even after we broke up, I continued to do it. So as I was standing there in my room, getting changed for my run, in just the sky blue silk and lace thongs I had recently purchased, I suddenly remembered Mr P’s sly grin. “Oh shit” I said aloud. He saw them. He had to have seen them. As I was bending over to get a drink. I know these pants ride down low enough to see them when I’m stooped down like that. “Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit” This was my friend’s dad. He seems to be a pretty cool guy but I don’t *really* know him. Would he tell Brett? Fuck, okay…I have to worry about this later, I’m late. I went for my run but of course I couldn’t help but go through all the various scenarios of how this could go down. When I got back to my room, I showered and got dressed (no panties). I was suppose to meet Brett at his dads store. Fuck – I didn’t want to go back there.
Daddies Little Princess [FM] [DD/LG] [BDSM] [CHAPTER 3]
# Chapter three
Standing in the shower our bodies intertwined as we slowly come down from our explosive orgasms. The mixture of the hot water with the cold air hitting my skin causing my body to contort as small explosions of pleasure erupt through out my body, the heady scent of our sex lingering in the steam making my legs start to buckle and my head spin so much so that I need to reach out placing my hands on the cold wet titles to stop from collapsing.
Still impaled on your slowly softening erection my blushing red back side rippling as my body squirms with the last waves of my climax, giving my arse it a playful squeeze before your arms encompass my quivering frame as I try to bring my breathing back under control. The feel of your warm breath on my neck as you shudder with the remaining pleasure of the orgasm that we just shared. Without even thinking about it I tilt my head away from your lips, exposing my neck and throat completely to you.