So yesterday I met with an old friend of mine. We know each other for more than ten years now – he was my neighbor and classmate. We meet once or twice every month for cup of coffee and a little talk, but our friendship never been sexual.
And as yesterday was so hot day(30° C) we decided that instead of coffee we should drink some cold beers. So he came to me and brought a beer. We sat and talked about everything, our jobs, our relationships, our plans for the summer. And as we got a little bit drunk I have become more and more open to him and told about quite a lot random sexual adventures I had recently. And suddenly he became very angry. He stood up and started to shout “Oh you bitch! You fuck every guy you meet, but never gave me a chance? I really hate you now!”. I felt sorry and hugged him. I said to him” Sorry, but we are such great friends, that something sexual would ruin it and I don’t want that” and kissed him lightly on the cheek. But instead of calming him it made him even angrier. He grabbed my hair and shouted “Oh I will ruin you bitch, get on your knees!”. I begged him to stop but he simply dragged me on the floor and pulled his pants. Having no other option I took him in my mouth and started to suck it. But he was angry and rough so he did not even let me do it properly but started to bring my head on him himself as he was still holding me by hair. He was literally fucking my head. A barely could breath and tears was all over my face. After a while his grip opened and I felt his dick pulsing. He was nearly finished. He took it of my mouth and started to cum all over my face grunting ” Take that bitch” and then he let me go. I fell on the floor and tried to get my breath. He sat on the couch near me and started to murmur “Oh I am so sorry. What have I done? I’m so sorry”. I looked angrily at him, but I really did not want to lose a friend. And I’ve been through much worse than that. So I smiled at him and said ” Everything will be ok. Just clean your mess from my face” and opened my mouth that he would know where to put everything from it.
Category: sexystories
[MF, M mast, inc, Ds] Mark&Amy Chapter Two
*Thanks to everyone who commented or upvoted Chapter One! I love hearing that you guys like my work. Here’s another chapter, later than I wanted it to be but finished regardless. Enjoy!* -JC
#Chapter Two
She almost did it. It was so close. Amy was almost able to completely forget about the weirdness with her brother. But then he just had to text.
After leaving his dorm room, she’d gone back to her own and showered thoroughly. Scrubbed her skin until it was raw, replacing the warm, sticky feeling of her brother’s… emission… with the sharp stinging of exfoliation. It’s good for the skin, she’d reminded herself. Taking off the dead layers.
After that, the couple drinks in her had helped her slide into a dreamless sleep, and she’d awoken the next morning with the strange encounter far from her mind. It was a talent she’d developed over the years, putting things that were uncomfortable out of her mind. Her father’s illness and death… her mother’s mood swings, varying between indifference and spite for her offspring… the harassment of other kids through high school. Yup, Amy was a real champion of Not Thinking About Stuff. Gold medalist, really. If only there were an Olympic event.
The Former Trophy Wife – Part 2 (FM, Cheating)
(I can’t believe it’s been 7 months since the first part! Tried to do too many different things, but really I should have finished this much sooner. Hopefully it won’t take me too long to do a part 3!)
I pull my panties and leggings up and then turn back to Chris, pressing myself against him and putting my lips to his once more. Despite having found such a potent release just a few minutes prior, my body already aches for more attention from my new found lover. From the way he kisses me, it appears to be mutual.
We start to move from the breakfast bar in the kitchen, refusing to break the kiss as we leave and head towards the stairs that will lead us to… well, I can’t decide where to have him next, but there’s plenty of spare rooms in the house for us to have fun in.
Just as we reach the stairs a buzz comes from the pocket of Chris’ jeans. We stop and he quickly pulls out the phone, the illusion of the moment paused for a time while he looks at the screen.
Fetish of the Neck
I steal glances at your neck in the low restaurant light. The urban conversations around the room murmur, rise and fall, making your eyes sparkle. You are unaware of how your tenderness is framed by your collar, leading my eyes down the triangle of skin that disappears to a point at the center of your chest. I want and yearn. I can’t stop crafting its sculpture with my mind. Graceful bends. The hint of two muscles paired and in opposition. The soft sexuality is woven, unmade, and woven as your head moves to throw a smile, to tilt with inquisitiveness, to draw back in shock and concern, but most of all, just to be, just to invite, to draw me, to beckon me.
And your presence is like cool sheets on a summer evening. I want to find my shape within your shape. To fit with you like living pieces of a primordial puzzle. And my face would brush back the line of your jaw, and you would tilt aside your head for me.
Who’s going to be a good boy for me? [Fdom] [MF] [oral] [tease]
I wake up before you, getting out of bed to go to the bathroom. When I crawl back into bed, I press myself against your cock. I feel it get hard against my ass so I turn around and start to tease you. My lips kiss softly all over your body, my hair lightly brushes as my tongue slowly tastes you.
You groan when you realize I’m not going straight for your dick. I start to take little nibbles of your neck and shoulders, then suck on your fingers so slowly you growl. I press my nails into your shoulders sharply as my teeth dig into your thumb subtly. I lock eyes with you as I straddle you and run my fingernails down your chest.
Are you going to be a good boy for me? I purr as I nibble on your ear. You groan a yes, loving when I take charge. You’re going to spank me until I’m ready for you to fuck me, I demand, sliding off of you.
Your dirty slut gets punished, then your good girl gets rewarded [MF] [tease] [oral] [Mdom]
You text me asking me to come into the den as you finish up your game. I come in and you tell me you want me on my knees. I don’t comply so you start to undo your pants and tell me again. I smirk but give no reply. You slide your pants off completely and stand in front of me. You take my hand and start stroking your dick with it. I’m biting my lip but don’t get on my knees.
You growl and push me towards the couch. You place my body the way you want it and push my skirt up around my hips. You slap my ass hard, and I moan. I arch my back more and you slap me again in response.
My dirty slut has come out to play today hmm? You ask as your hand barely brushes my ass, making me groan. You do it again and again, until I press my ass into your hand. You scold me saying that I don’t make the rules. You grab my ass firmly, sliding your hands up to my hips. You pull me back as you push your hips forward, brushing your hardness against me. You slap my ass suddenly, causing me to cry out. You do it again and again, harder. You push my legs farther apart and run your fingers along my panties.
A wife sharing fantasy [MF] [hotwife] [cuck]
His hands are gentle, but firm as he slowly slides my dress above my hips. I feel his breathing become heavier behind me. For a moment he doesn’t move. He likes what he sees. Softly, he kisses my neck and whispers.
>*“It’s a perfect fit. You look amazing.”*
I smile devilishly. I enjoy playing along with him.
>*“I knew you’d like it. Too bad you won’t be taking it off,” I tease.*
He lets my skirt down and spins me around.
>*“Thank you,” he says.*
His smile is tough to make out in the candle lit room, but his excitement is unmistakable. I drape my arms over his broad shoulders and kiss him deeply.
>*“Anything for you.”*
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>*“Now, what do you have in store for me tonight?” I ask softly.*
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>*“Oh. I think you’ll be pleased,” he answers.*
He instructs me to sit on the bed with my eyes closed then walks off. I’ve been here before. Waiting. Anticipating. I trust him with all of my heart, but at these moments, I can never be one hundred percent sure what he has in store for me.
Memoirs of a kidnapped girl [Mf][bd][Mdom][huml] (first story)
I wake up to the sound of him walking down the stairs. Although I’m feeling dizzy and disoriented, I know for sure he is coming for me.
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The last few weeks have been like this…I think. I can’t recall much other than that I was out partying with my friends, then the next moment I woke up in someone’s basement. Drugged but seemingly unharmed, with all my clothes still on me. I’ve been kidnapped. My memory beyond that is patchy at best. I remember being dragged to a different place a few of times, just to pass out from some kind of drug again and again.
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I remember hearing the voice of a man. Kind words… Although now that I look at myself I can see the bruises on my legs and my arms. I’m so confused. I hate him but somehow I know that I don’t want to resist. Whatever happened since my kidnapping, it seem to have taught me that lesson.
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when my fetish got started :)
without out going into too much detail about my age and year .. (I dont want this post to be removed) when I was young .. my neighbor (who was 4 years older) noticed how I was developing. He started to give me attention ,. for a young geek girl- this was a dream.
Eventually we had the chance to have some alone time. At that time my mom and bio dad were still together. they had left me alone for the night since they were going downtown for a night of dancing. I quickly sent him a message thru Myspace to let him know to come over .. that the back door was going to be open.
I rushed to the shower to get freshened up. I still remember what I wore that night. i had gone into my mom’s room and got one of her skimpy nightie .. underneath I was still wearing my thinnest panties. about 30 mins later i see the message that he was coming over with his friend .. i didnt care since i was going to see him.
He showed up with 3 friends.. I didnt recognized any of them .. but they were older than him for sure. I asked them to stay down stairs .. I grabbed Jared’s hand and led him to my room. after a good 15 mins of making out .. he says ..
I had my sister-in-law for a month[Taboo][Cheating][Slow Build]]Public]
My wife and I were in the process of moving to the same city as her whole extended family. I got a job offer and pretty much immediately moved and starting working. My wife ended up needing to stay back for longer. I moved in with some in-laws and there were a few siblings-in-law staying as well, including my sister-in-law, Sophie.
Sophie and I had always gotten along well. We shared a few TV shows that we liked and had a bit of a similar sense of humor. There were moments where I was sure that she had a bit of a crush on me. But she had always been a bit on the heavier side and I never saw her as an attractive person. Even so, I still enjoyed her company becasue she was fun to hang out with.
But when she moved to the same city around the time that I had we hadn’t seen eachother for a couple months. She had been going to the gym and running and it really showed. She lost weight, but kept her nice boobs and her butt was firm and tight.