I drunkenly stumble through the creaky front door and try in vain to stay quiet, cringing as my heels clunk loudly on the cold kitchen tiles. I know it’s late, and i’d get hell tomorrow if I woke any of my roommates up. I tiptoe towards the living room, praising god for the soft carpet that would soon muffle my steps. I take one step onto the soft fuzz when I notice a light still on in the corner of the room. Wondering if one of my roommates was still up, I step further in and to my surprise see a shirtless guy sitting on our couch. He looks pretty surprised to see me too. ‘Oh, Hi! I’m Joe. I’m a friend of your roommate Ben. I’m crashing here this weekend for a game.’ He gets up to shake my hand and I finally see him in the light. He’s cute, gorgeous even, and he isn’t wearing a shirt.
Category: sexystories
MILF Isolation [F] [Fmm] [short]
The days seemed to only go by faster and faster with time. Only a TV to fill a house with noise, the kids long moved out, the husband left for another. It was only her; her house, her body, and her cravings for others.
She lived outside the city, in a small rich neighborhood; she hardly ever left. She became bored, filled with longing for the most primal desires. She started to regress, her morals and sense of decency replaced with an ever-expanding desire.
It started with the walks. She would walk up and down the street, but she hardly ever saw her neighbors outside. She knew there were plenty of men in her hunting ground, but they were never out like she was. She would watch outside if she wasn’t there, even set up a video camera, trying to determine when to walk to meet them by chance and seduce them. She needed it, for no matter what toys she ordered online, she could not seem to satisfy herself, though she did try.
Views, Part 2 [Mf] [exh] [voy] [mast] [cheating] [oral] [teasing]
*“Maybe I’ll see you in class, Mark.”*
Sasha’s voice played over and over in Mark’s head as he entered his hotel room. He put his suitcase down next to the door and turned around to shut it. As he turned back around to take in his new living arrangements for the next few months, he took a deep breath, finally managing to get the image of Sasha’s face out of his mind.
He liked the room. It was pretty much an apartment, with a table near the door, a small kitchen and a counter, and further ahead, a sleeping area, with a queen sized bed.
He made his way towards the bed. The bed area had large floor to ceiling windows that looked out over the city. He liked that they let in a lot of light, although he would probably pull the blinds across at night time to give himself some privacy. He stopped near the bed, looking approvingly over the pillows, and then glanced out of his window. His eyebrows moved upwards, and a hint of a smile appeared on his mouth.
If there was one thing Mark loved, it was balconies.
Views, Part 1 [Mf] [exh] [voy] [mast] [cheating] [oral] [teasing]
Mark was starting to think that a few months in Hawaii to teach an Honors course wasn’t that bad of a deal. He stood in front of the hotel, his suitcase sitting on the sidewalk next to him. The hotel looked expensive. But that was one of the perks of being employed by such a prestigious university: he didn’t have to pay for any of this himself. Not the room service, not the wifi, and not even the pool.
Mark was in his mid forties. He had dark but friendly looking eyes with barely visible smile wrinkles in the corners, and his dark hair was stylized neatly, brushed to the side. If one looked closely, they might spot gray hairs among his black ones. Although he kept himself healthy and fit, he was nearing the middle of his life, so he tried to learn how to really appreciate the good when it came. And this was good.
[MF] [STR8] This Is For The Adventurous Lady That Needs That Black Face Underneath Them Making a Mess of Your Bottom:
Try my mouth out. It’s a rambling mess. It showers a hind and adjacent cunny with an overflow of oral madness. My mouth wanders your prairie like a stranded collie that doesn’t know how to find its way home. My tongue slides through your field like some sly serpent in search of its next meal. I’m a lucky guy, though, for I have found my sustenance. And, I’m feeding on her right now. I’m lapping up your tasty bottom leaving no form of debris behind. My mouth is accosting your underside with intensity waiting for your screams to permeate the air. My ears yearn to hear your responses to me pillaging your rump. Spreading your ass extremities and digging around in them is my specialty. My tongue is a jackhammer breaking up your shyness as it disembowels you. What’s left are morsels of your clit, pussy and ass waiting for me to devour your body’s cavities even more. This shit isn’t close to being finished, my wading maniac. You’re in the middle of this cunnilingus, this wave-ridden ocean, and you’re fighting to keep your composure. How can you, though? How can you stay afloat while enjoying the feats to your tail? Multitasking can prove to be a challenge at this very moment, wouldn’t you agree? Continue to twerk that ass to my savage bludgeoning and chaos regardless of what’s before you, though. Hootie and the Blowfish say, “Hold my hand.” I think you should adhere to the advice while I’m performing these unheard of rituals to celebrate this oral achievement. Mask my face with your entire ass and its twitching pussy. Stare into my soul during this procedure, the one that entails my mouth filtering your pussy-and-rearend secretions. I’m game, and I will never falter; I mean that shit from the depths of my esophagus. I will always fight the good fight to make your tail and scrumptious vaginal pie adore my appearance. I promise never to evade that difficult task, the one that insists that I continue on licking and sucking at that clit methodically until I come up with a way to make you ooze forth your orgasm. You’re going to have to try my mouth out, though…
The Coworker Part 4 [MF][dubcon][bdsm][anal]
Rick’s hands drifted over the bound woman, stroking her soft skin, enjoying the sight and sensation of her blindfolded, plugged, and gagged for. He changed the tension of the leashes that held her still just a little, moving her from her previous head-down, ass-up position to an ass-and-elbows position, legs still open to show her wet cunt and the letting the jewel of her plug wink in the light while her upper body rested on her elbows. No, she was no tight-bodied 20 year old anymore, but there was a supple softness to her curves, a width to her hips that made his hands ache to grasp them and a heaviness to her breasts that drew his eyes… and would soon draw his fingers. Her waist was still well-defined, leading his hands inevitably down to her hips, and along her thighs to the junction of her gaping cunt.
Sara moaned behind the gag. His hands felt so good, the heat of them drawing little gasps and whimpers from her throat, and she knew that her pussy was close to dripping. When his fingers found her slick labia again, she whimpered and jerked against her bonds, the dichotomy between her smarting ass and her burning pussy lips making her incredibly aroused all over again. Being unable to see only made it worse, the complete lack of control erotic in a way that nothing else in her life had been.
Rough threesome Part 6 of 7
Taking the bottle from your hands I ease it out from inside you making you quiver as it comes clear. I can’t believe just how much you managed to take. It’s coated in your cum, so shiny with it I have to take a long lick before rubbing it against my face; daubing your grool on me. I pass it back with an order to lick it clean. Like the perfect slut you promised to be you etc about licking your cum from it. Revelling in the taste of your cunt you smile at us as you do. I nod to Gav who throws a pair of cuffs to me. Thick black leather, they match your collar. I lead you to the window and open the curtains. We are seven floors up, enough that the street below is clearly visible but we are out of the line of sight. The streets below aren’t busy, just a few people milling about at the entrance to the bar across the street. If any of them were to look up they would see your bare chest on the glass, the cool of the window feels good. Invigorating after the press of hot sweating bodies and you luxuriate in the sensation.
Raised For Perfection [MFf] [ped]
That year in 1999, the cold had snapped into season. A log cabin outside the city was glowing with the light of its fireplace, and outside, a car waited with a ticket to stardom. A figure approached the house, dressed head to toe in cloth, her identity unclear in the pale blue moon light. She carried a baby with her in her arms.
She finally arrived at the doorstep. She glanced around her through the thick falling snow, glanced from the child – who looked to be about to wakeup – to her car, its engine running idle. She took a deep breath, and saw a future for her, and a future for her child; but the two futures would not meet.
She left the child on the doorstep, and sprinted away to her car. She was down the road before the child had begun to cry, and when the cabin door opened, it was like no one had ever been there. The environment was peaceful, except for the crying orphan.
The married couple who answered the door were sweaty, barely dressed, and out of breath. They were a strange couple; rather devious looking, and when they looked down at their gift, they smiled devilishly.
My first time with three [FFM]
[this story is kind of a repost. I wrote it and posted it with my old acct that I deleted because a creep found out who I was and was stalking me a little bit. So I took down all my posts and deleted the acct. Here’s the story again though]
Someone asked me what my first FFM experience was and I told them a shorter version of this story. Retelling it was fun so I thought I’d fill in some details and share it. This is from a few years ago, early in my sex life. The other girl is someone I was best friends with for a long time at that point. I posted once before (wasn’t exactly a sexy story) about how an older guy pressured us into kissing each other once. It was weird at first but we kept doing it and took it quite a bit further. We kind of helped each other through learning about sex and had a lot of fun and intense times together. Naturally, she was involved in a lot of my “firsts”. And her name is Alexis. Hope you enjoy.
The Nun I Crave [MF] [STR8]
Come into my loving arms. I get joy out of participating in despicable, lewd acts: especially with a sacred sister. Keep on your coif, veil, and wimple. There’s something sexy about you barely exposing your face. Have you ever worked your way around a black penis with your mouth?
Also, have your baptised hands ever stroked that charcoal phallus? If not, here’s an open invitation to become knee deep in lecherous affairs with my black ass. I’m aching for an aged woman’s breath on my anxious cock and balls.
I’m anticipating your clean fingers rubbing away precum from the tip of my erection.
I’m curious; how will your pretty lips enact the copulation with my penis?
Will your mouth fully engulf my shaft, or will you tease my prick: only subduing the head and neck of me?
Do you know how to keep a dick wet with that saliva?
I’ve been on a hunt for your inexperienced throat, my just one. Maybe you’ve been white as snow; right about now; I want you to be my hoe until you’ve savored every last drop of my semen from my emptied testicles.