Dreaming of her! [Str8] [MF] [Oral] [Dream] [Love]

I am a 29 year old man and for a few months now I have been falling for a girl I work with and I have just woken up from an insanely hot dream I had of us.

So, we were in the office and as usual we start talking, updating each other about our lives when I accidentally let slip how I feel about her.

Now she has been having major problems with her current guy and she’s even told me she has split with him so rather than brush me off, instead she walks round the table and gives me her hand.

Taking it, I let her lead me into the bathroom. Once there, I waste no time and start kissing her before I pick her up and seat her on the sink (We have a fairly large sink with lots of space to sit).

I then kiss my way down her neck while I push her legs apart. Kneeling, I reach under her skirt and tear her panties off so I can see her beautiful core.

A knight pledges his fealty to the princess [MF] [Historical fantasy] [CFNM] [Gentle femdom] [Handjob] [Male milking] [Erotic humiliation]

“Wider than that,” his royal tormentor whispered against his ear, her hands caressing his flanks with seeming gentleness before abruptly smacking against his bared ass with a resounding slap. “I know you can spread your legs wider.”

“Damn you,” Aldric gritted out between clenched teeth, unholy runes flaring hot against his neck as the accursed slave collar reacted to his refusal to comply. Heat licked down his spine, searing and scorching through his bones until it reached the soles of his feet, invisible flames compelling him to yield or be burned from the inside out.

Her fingers, though, were blessedly cool against his side, a promise of relief, if only he would obey.

Moments passed, stretching longer and hotter the more he resisted; then finally, with a strangled snarl, the knight commander forced his legs farther apart, his nakedness now even more pronounced for the princess’ viewing pleasure.

Instantly, the fire dissipated, and Aldric convulsively clenched his fingers against the stony protrusions of the wall in front of him, struggling to ground himself as he found himself able to breathe once again.

Appraisal [Mf] [D/s]

As Emma finished the final touches of her makeup, she felt a sudden urge to show off. Finding the right angle, she took a quick snap and sent it to a few friends.

Unexpectedly, he responded.

“Gorgeous.”

She blushed, in spite of herself, and quickly tapped out a reply, “You’re crazy.”

“Are you calling me a liar?” His tone was always so difficult to read, somewhere between playful and menacing.

Emma took another picture, sticking her tongue out, and sent it to him. Inwardly, she felt herself flush at the attention. An undeniable urge was building. There was something so familiar about this little dance, though she wondered what all it would bring.

A buzz, and his terse reply, “Be ready.”

Emma’s heart pounded in her chest. It had been so long. Too long. But before she could consider her options overly much, there was a single knock at her door. Emma skipped to her front door, and threw it open, her entire body pulsing with nervous energy.

Friends came to visit with their daughter [MF]

Katie was the 19 year old daughter of my parents friends. We’d known each other for years and even gone on a family vacation together once. She was 3 years younger than me, quiet and shy, but also a bit bratty. We’d never really talked in the whole time we’d known each other. When she was 16, her family moved far away from us. Then two years later, my family moved and we now lived close to Katie’s family again.

In the summer, her parents decided they were going to visit us for a few days. Katie had just got out of her first year of university, so her parents convinced her to come with them to relax.

Our house had two parts. The main house where my parents lived, then a smaller cottage that I lived in. Their house had 3 bedrooms, but one was their office. I had a spare bedroom, so Katie would be staying with me. I wasn’t too excited for this, she had always been difficult to get along with and not very nice, but I hadn’t seen her in three years. But I didn’t think we’d be seeing much of each other anyway, I would have to work all day and she would be out with her parents most of the time.

The secret day of a 50s housewife [MF][Fdom]

Dorothy pulled the meatloaf out of the oven at the same time she heard the car pull into the driveway, perfectly timed, just like it should be. She placed it on the table, took off her apron, adjusted her dress, and looked around the kitchen. Spotless, just the way she liked to keep it.

“Honey I’m home.” James called as he walked in through the front door and placed down his briefcase. “Is dinner ready?”

“Just finished putting it on the table my dear.” Dorothy replied sweetly as her husband walked in and put his arms around her, giving her a soft kiss.

“The garden looks wonderful, found time to clean up the weeds didn’t you?” He smiled impressed.

“I’m glad you noticed.” She smiled back enjoying his strong arms around her. “Mailman stopped by for a chat, wanted me to let you know how lucky you are to have such a hardworking wife.”

“He doesn’t know how right he is by half.” James replied. “Mr Petersen said the same thing this Monday, he was very impressed by how well you’ve been keeping the house.” He said as he took Dorothy’s hand and gave it a kiss.

Morocco [mf]

“You’re so fucking wet…,” he whispered, cock sliding slow and deep inside. “And you’re so fucking big… Mhm,” she said as he bottomed out. “Fuck I love it”. It was she who moved first, grinding and gripping on his length, copiously lubricated with her arousal. She moved her hips with practiced agility. Her large porcelain white cheeks moving hypnotically to make his cock appear and disappear. The best magic trick. The pink hue of the late evening sunset lit the small cramped room and reflected off the sweat that beaded down her spine and his bare chest. It was sweltering. The North African heat was unwavering and the friction between these young English students was doing anything but helping. Her skin blossomed rose as she continued to rear herself onto her partner. Each time her lips parted to engulf his length deep inside she moaned with delight. They could do nothing more than fuck.

[MF, M mast, inc] Stretching the old writing muscles with a new story. Title TBD, here’s the first chapter of Mark&Amy, the story of a young man who falls for his twin sister.

Mark paced the length of his dorm room anxiously. It wasn’t a long distance, 10 or 12 feet from the door to the bathroom and back, but the movement helped. He hadn’t felt this anxious in years, and all of it over something as stupid as a girl.

A girl who was nuts about him, he reminded himself. Sitting on the side of the bed, he ran his hands over his face and through his short brown hair. Liz was super into him, totally sweet and devoted. It was normal for a girl like that to want to get physical. College is when that’s supposed to happen, right?

Mark’s self-interrogation was interrupted by a knock on the door. “Oh thank God,” he breathed, pushing up onto his feet and brushing himself off. “It’s open!”

His call was answered with the click of the door latch. It swung open, revealing a plain hallway and a young woman. The hall was long and narrow; the girl was anything but. She stood a head lower than him, wearing cut-off shorts and a loose tee that hung from her ample chest. Her skin was fair, almost pale, and her legs betrayed her body as inhabiting that narrow zone where chubby was still beautiful before leaning into that fat unattractiveness trap that so many girls fell into. Shoulder-length auburn hair framed a face as sweet as it was familiar; looking into her brown eyes was like looking into a mirror. His twin sister, Amy.

My (M29) wife (F25) became my starlet. (MMF) Part 1

Hey there Reddit people,

the following story is a real life story and I hope to entertain you as much as possible with it.

Please forgive me my bad English because I’m not a native speaker.

Summer 2018 in Europe.
My wife, let’s call her “Anna” (petite 5ft2, brown hair, a few freckles, green/grey eyes, a ass to die for and a hand full of boobs) and I were looking forward for our booked trip to Portugal.
On our way to the airport we talked a lot about what we would do there, where to party, where to chill and of course where she could get her tan without tan lines.

A few ours later we arrived in Lisbon, got to our rented apartment and started unpacking. I noticed that my wife secretly packed her big black 8 or 9 inch dildo she fancy’s sometimes. I looked at her and jokingly said: “Hey! I thought it would be only us two.”
She smiled and replied: “Don’t be jealous. I was just feeling a little naughty while we were packing at home.”

[MF] – Prompt was “I’m on all fours, naked as can be, setup the roleplay”

So here we are, you on your hands and knee, naked as the day you came into this world, though far less innocent now, you beautiful little ass and cunt in the wind. Us, here, in this outdated little hotel room a place where we can make every sound imaginable and no one will so much as think twice. Neither of us have to risk revealing our true lives, our true personas, we are here for the carnal, I the master and you my sweet subservient supple lady.
In the cab I had told you if you soaked through your dress and left a wet mark in the back seat I’d have to punish you. The mere mention of that and I heard your heart flutter, your neck flushed as I kissed at it sliding my hand up your baby-soft inner thigh to caress at the sweet valley of paradise within. Your panties were soaked in no time, I slid my fingers beneath them my thumb steadily rolling back and forth across your clit, middle and ring finger stroking your lips, encouraging the flowing juices in their march down to your tight little asshole and then onto the seat of your dress.
You were simultaneously appalled and entranced, not knowing where to look the horror of suspecting that the cabby knew all too well what was happening, yet the delight both of the exhibition and the pulsating waves of pleasure emanating from your nethers.

Camming [Ft][Bi][sci-fi][mast][voy]

“Maaan, I really miss my dick!” complained Crystal, as she leisurely stroke her clit with her index and thumb. She lay half-naked across a red faux leather couch, reaching her crotch from behind a pale thick thigh which calf was perched over one of the three squeaky back-pillows, her curly brown hair spilling over the sofa’s padded arm.

“Whyyy?” moaned Trixie, as she rolled her dark olive eyes over silver aviator sunglasses, wearing nothing else but black lace-up opened-toe stilettos. She squatted on all four, next to the sofa with her long slim legs wide opened, while supporting her weight with her hands on the floor below her center of gravity. Her sweaty long straight black hair dangled up and down of a tightly fastened ponytail as her wide tanned hips vigorously pumped a big purple suction-cup-dildo fixed to the sleek white floor. “Haven’t you climaxed… like five times… in the last hour?” she managed to ask panting.

“More like…” she stopped her wrist-work to lick her fingers, her dark green eyes looking upwards and her mouth down-turned as she pondered.” Her not so chubby belly exposed below a stretched white short-sleeved see-through blouse that barely contained her natural heavy breasts. “Four! That last one was so short, it didn’t even count!” she moistened her index and heart fingers down to the knuckles and rubbed them against her thumb as she resume her posture.