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Category: sexystories
Extramarital – Part 2 [M/f] [bdsm] [married] [mast] [cheating] [spank] [bdsm] [creampie] [rough] [aftercare] [long]
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*New account for my first attempt writing the kind of sexy stories that I enjoy reading – time will tell where it goes. I welcome any and all feedback.*
*This is fiction, please assume that everything I describe is between consenting adults.*
Just as instantly as her mind registered the sound of the Hitachi, He’d landed it precisely where its electrified oscillations would be felt most intensely – in fact, if she hadn’t been strapped down, her body would have completely cleared the bench. His mouth curled into a grin as he began to rhythmically work over her clitoral area with the vibrator’s head, eager to judge her performance.
*“Fuck! He’s getting straight the point!”* – she mentally shifted gears in an attempt to fully engage and respond as expected. Her ass involuntarily arched upward, offering even more of her blooming rose to His efforts. *“Fuck! Breathe, breathe … Hold still! Keep quiet … behave … or else…”*
He watched her carefully as she tensed and relaxed and did her best to stifle her own moans, her pale knuckles giving away just how tightly her hands were gripping what wasn’t there. He adjusted his wrist angle ever-so-slightly and watched her toes curl.
Fantasy Encounter [MF]
It’s getting late. But not too late. We are on the couch as usual, watching mindless tv. The best kind of tv for when my mind is preoccupied in a ball of nerves. It’s obvious in my head what I want. My body is practically screaming at me to go. But I hesitate, as usual. You have me in your arms. How can we be so close and yet I can’t get out of my own head? I watch the clock tick on, desperate with each passing minute. “Just do it. Just say the words”. I really want to…
I turn to face you. My head spinning, trying to get the words out. “I, kind of want to lay down. Can we?” Of course you say sure, and we sit up. You leave briefly to get ready for bed. I’m already ready, so I go to the bed and wait. You return finally. No longer alone trying to calm my nerves, my heart starts beating faster. You approach the bed as usual. But this time, before you reach it to lay down, I stand up in front of you. I wrap my arms around your neck and nuzzle you. I was too scared to go straight for a kiss, but I eventually do. All the while I’m just hoping you catch my drift and don’t leave me hanging. You seem surprised but I go on, hoping you’ll follow my lead. I kiss you again, and then kiss your cheek and down to your neck. You put your hands on my waist and hold me. You start to kiss me back. I close my eyes and let you shower me in kisses. I hold you closer as you do.
The Unexpected Freak, Part 1 [MF]
I met Carla at the cafe on the ground floor of my office building. I had worked there for about a year, and she had just started working for the building management company. I had just grabbed a sandwich when I noticed her at the salad bar, leaning over and doing that awkward reach for something in the back while also staying on the right side of the sneeze guard. She had thick and long hair just past her shoulder blades that was a cross between brown and auburn, but what really stood out was her big, round ass. That ass was just above a pair of thick thighs, that I’d later learn came from years of horseback riding. She finished assembling her salad and turned to walk toward the cash register. I noticed her bright blue eyes before tucking in behind her in line to check out. I peeked over her shoulder at her salad.
“You know they charge by the crouton,” I said. She looked over her shoulder at me and then glanced at her salad for just a moment. She then turned around completely with a wide grin.
Bending Over Becky [MF]
Some couples treated sex like an elaborate spectacle. It couldn’t just happen on a whim. They needed to set a certain mood, creating just the right environment for a sensual, satisfying experience. Becky Raven didn’t understand those couples and that was not the kind of sex life she had with her long-time boyfriend, Richard Wyatt.
“Bend over.”
That was all he said to her one muggy Saturday afternoon after walking into the home office of the townhouse they shared. He didn’t offer any details. He didn’t ask whether she was in the mood because he didn’t need to. Richard knew the dynamics/quirks of their sex life as well as her. After all the years they’d been together, they were past the point of words.
Not saying a word, Becky stopped what she’d been doing on her laptop and rose up from her chair. Richards, looking more stressed than usual, stormed over like a man on a mission. Having just gotten home from some unexpected overtime at the office, he had more energy than usual and Becky knew how he wanted to spend it.
MFM Threesome, increasingly rough Part 1 of 7
Another day, another text from me. It tells you to be waiting outside your work and to wear something sexy as I have a treat for you tonight. So there you are waiting, you’ve already got a surprise for me, your knickers are in your bag. When the car pulls up you don’t recognise it, it’s not the one I normally drive and then you see me. But I’m getting out of the passenger side. Always the gentlemen, well not always, I open the back door for you. The driver could be my brother. He’s tall like me, same fair hair and blue eyes. He turns with a smile to introduce himself.
“Hi, I’m Gav. Robs mate. I’m here for a short holiday so I looked him up. He suggested we all go out. Hope you don’t mind ”
‘My REAL Dad Used To Spank Me’: The Story Of A Teen And Her Step-dad [Straight] [M/f] [Step] [Inc] [Teen] [Spanking] [Barely Legal] [Daddy]
When I met my fiance Cassie, I was a little disappointed to hear she had a kid.
I never wanted children myself before and being in my forties now means that I want them even less. I just want a quiet peaceful life which is why I made the decision to finally find someone to settle down and share my life with in the first place.
I could tell you about my future wife Cassie and how we met but I get the feeling you’d be more interested in her eighteen year old daughter, Kacie.
Like I said, I didn’t want kids myself so I’ll admit that I was relieved when I learned that Kacie was eighteen.
Sure, I had definitely heard the stories of bratty, stroppy teenagers and they didn’t sound appealing but I figured that she was technically an adult now and surely past that phase.
And for the most part, I was right.
Kacie’s a really good kid and someone I’m proud to call my daughter. She’s smart, kind and caring. A little cheeky at times but it’s all in good fun. Mostly independent. Sure she lives with us but you can’t expect a kid to move out as soon as they turn eighteen but when that day does come, I’m sure she’ll be fine. She knows how to look after herself.
A cum covered dream…
I (M) am definitely bi but I lean more towards the straight side of the spectrum. I have a 13 year old friend (M) who is also bi but he’s a little more gay than I am. I find my friend to be very sexy. He is short, slim, smooth skin, not hairy, slightly fit, and good looking. I tend to fantasize about him a lot. Thinking about things like his dick size or his ass constantly make me hard. He doesn’t know this but i have busted many loads to just mere thoughts about him.
So now the important part of this post is my dream about him. So a few days ago, I was thinking about him, fantasizing and masturbating, and I came to the thought of having sex with him. I went to sleep that day and had a vivid dream that has not left my mind for 4 days. It goes as follows:
Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 9 [inc, M/s, BDSM, slow, mdom, spank, rough, oral]
Chained and Spanked Mother, by DiscipleN
. . . a fan prequel to Kathy Andrews’ 1984, raunchy novel, “Chained and Spanked Sister” . . .
Chapter 9
Robert told his mother to dress, while they ran to let their sister in. They stuck out their tongues after telling her, she was in trouble.
Peggy stormed in, ignoring her brother’s insults. The reason she ditched class was to meet a boy at the far end of the school grounds. He was a handsome jock who promised to make her feel good, but all he did was sniff her panties and tell her to suck his cock! She thought about biting it but marched away without a backward glance. Someday, she would find a boy who could realize her secret fantasy. Until then, she’d suffer grounding and extra chores. Her parents couldn’t stop her search for erotic satisfaction.
That night, her mother ripped into her, in front of her father, promising to send her to a boarding school! Peggy had never felt such malice from her mother. It was like her mother had taken anger pills. Her brothers sat quietly, somehow more content and righteous than ever. Being sent to bed without supper was a relief from their smug presences!
Please [FM,Fdom]
She told him to get on his knees and put the leather collar around his neck to symbolize his willingness to do all she said. She didn’t need to look to know he had done as she had told. There was no question in it, a simple demand and he would comply. She led, he followed. Each step on this path was her choice, each step he took with her was a gift given and a gift received.
She said to pull down his pants and show her his cock. He did so with ragged breath coming faster and she knew his desire was at a peak as his hands trembled to do as she demanded. The others that come before her had tried to lead, had him dance and play and spin in circles round and round until he was dizzy. She too could direct this dance, this reel of give and take, and like a trained pet he would jump through every hoop she put there for him should she wish to play those games. But she wanted more, she wanted it real, tonight she wanted complete surrender. Not games and parlor tricks, but pure lust and wanting for this moment. All of it under her control.