Category: sexystories

The Nightcap Pt. 3 to The Meeting [M][F]

The look on his face said it all. He knew or sensed something was off the second I got into the car.

 

“Did you have a good night’s rest,” he stated through a smirk

 

“Actually, I slept like a rock. Travelling wears me out it seems,” playing it cool the best I could. “How was your evening?”

 

“Very well actually, thank you for asking. I went to the bar for a nightcap as I, myself, were rather exhausted from the trip. I recommend the martini bar as it’s one of the better ones I’ve had as of late. I found myself droopy eyed not long after and proceeded to go to bed. Around 3:30 A.M. this morning I was startled awake by a commotion in the adjoining room. Seems the walls are rather thin and by the sounds of it, the person enjoyed themselves last night,” his tone flat and powerful.

 

He knew, is the only thing that ran through my head. He had heard me, but could it be? Was his room right next to mine? I couldn’t remember as I checked in and proceeded to the room before he even started the check in process. This couldn’t be, it just couldn’t. Read more »

Twisted Sister [str8][m][f][cheating][bj]

I can’t say I had never noticed her. Eighteen years old, young and fit. She was a sight to behold. But I could never let on that I noticed her, I mean, she was my girlfriends sister.

Sabrina and I had been together for a couple years. We moved in together over a year ago and everything had been going great. I was always so happy to have Sabrina, she was smart and generous, and so pretty. Light brown hair and an above average body that I enjoyed as much as I could. I had never even looked at another woman with lust for as long as we had been together. Honestly. That is, until this past weekend.

Sabrina’s sister came to visit us for a week. She was starting college near us and decided to stay for a week to get everything set up. We invited Maddie to stay with us for the week and when she arrived, I had no idea what I was dealing with. Read more »

The Victorian Beauty [Halloween]

She walked into the party alone, most of her face covered by a lacy pink masquerade-style mask. The silk string of the mask was tied into a neat bow behind her head. Her hair was long—far past her full breasts—and fell in loose curls around her back, chest and shoulders. It was very light blonde but natural—not bleached, and her skin was porcelain and pale. Her perfect pouty lips were painted in a faint pink color, her cheeks made lightly rosy and her long, perfect nails were covered in pink nail polish. She wore a traditional corseted gown from the Victorian era. Her corset was white and visibly strict and tight on her fit frame. She had several petticoats on underneath her ruby-colored skirt, which was so full it came out around her nearly two feet on each side. It was adorned with pink velvet bows and trimmed with off-white lace, which matched her corset. The lace sleeves were small, wrapping just around her upper arms. She wore long strands of white pearls, which spilled over the top of her full bosom and bounced gently against her stomach as she walked through the crowded party. She looked like a goddess from a movie, she looked like a true Victorian beauty, and no one had ever seen her before. Read more »

Harry Potter and the Hogwarts pervert (part 2)

(Warning: this is a netorare/cuckolding kind of story, and its definitely not for everyone. So if you’re reading this just because you like Harry Potter, you’re going to have a bad time. Probably.

This is part 2 of a story I posted yesterday. People seemed to like it, so I’ll keep posting. This part has quite a lot of build-up, so sorry for that, but I think theres still some hot stuff in here. Plus, I find it boring to just go from sex scene to sex scene. I think the build up, or teasing, makes the sex stuff much hotter. Ms. Davies is an original character, who I modelled after Hayley Attwell, if you’re wanting a visual. Enjoy)

News about Michael Corner fucking Ginny Weasley traveled fast. It seemed that everybody had heard about the Ravenclaw keepers consolation prize. Still stung by the Gryffindor win, the Ravenclaws found solace in gloating about Ginny Weasley’s fucking. Ginny seemed embarrassed, but didn’t make too much of it.

Harry was planning on getting revenge on Michael by playing a prank on him. He grabbed his invisibility cloak and set off for the Ravenclaw common room. Harry was walking down the corridor near the Ravenclaw tower one day when he saw Ginny emerge from an unused classroom. She was closely followed by Michael Corner. Read more »

The Woes of Travelling – Pt. 2 of The Meeting [F][M][Self][Mast][Oral]

Travelling seems to be my nemesis the older I become. The flight from Houston to Seattle leaves nothing in the tank for the rest of the day it seems. Five hours crunched up like sardines in a tin can eagerly awaiting your destination. Only to shamble off the plane just for the instant satisfaction of stretching your legs. Once you finally stretch out, it’s back into a car for another three hours to reach your final destination. Irritable from the lack of sleep and eight hours worth of travel, I wanted nothing more then to flop on that hotel mattress for the rest of the evening and curl up with a book. Only one slight problem to all of that. If Adonis were to walk amongst us during this time, his name would be Brad.

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Fantasy about my 26yo wi[f]e

Me and my wife have been married for 3 years now and we started to talk about experimenting in our sex life even before we got married. Experimenting about involving others. We still havent done anything yet as we havent found anyone good enough to involve with us. So for me, as a man, just fantasising about it is all that i can do for now.

I have this fantasy of my wife getting fucked by a stranger discreetly in a scenario where the guy doesnt know that my wife was open to it and instead thinks he made an unwilling married woman to have sex with him.

A particular fantasy i have about this is about a beauty salon where my wife has gone for a haircut. She acts as if its all too expensive and some stylist discreetly tells her he would do the haircut much cheaper if she back late at night when it was all empty. Wife says yes and she goes back late. The whole market place has closed down and the salon is empty too. The guy does her hair real slow so that it becomes really late when he is done. Read more »

My Demon Lover [MF] [fantasy] [occult]

The most revealing truths were often hidden blow foundations of lore and lies. That was an old saying from the world of demons, witches, and dark magic. From curious dabblers to full-fledged masters, the greatest truths about the dark forces that permeated every shadow came only to those willing to dig deep.

Victoria “Violet” Goodchild embodied that will better than most. For every hundred people who dared to explore the mystic arts, only could hope to uncover that such forces weren’t just real. They could be channeled, summoned, and experienced in a very direct way.

“By the dust of Tartarus…the mists of Elysium…the shadows of Sheol…I summon from the realm of Eurynomos the name that frail maidens dare not speak.”

Those desperate words, echoing with a lust and desire few embraced, echoed throughout the dank basement of Violet’s unassuming home. She’d turned off all the lights. She’d locked the front, back, and emergency door from the inside. Anyone looking from the outside would’ve suspected that she just wasn’t home. For someone like her, a troubled young woman who’d run away from home, it was to be expected. Read more »

From Ex-Husband to French Maid [MF] [Fdom] [Msub] [huml] [anal]

### **From Ex-Husband to French Maid**

I’m sitting at my desk in my home office doing some work when I hear the sound of your high heels approaching. I look up and see you in my bedroom doorway. You curtesy.

“I’m ready for inspection of my chores, ma’am.”

I look over my glasses at you in your french maid attire with hosiery and tall heels. Your face is made up according to my instructions. No wig today, your hair is getting longer and I placed a cute hair band in it. You look adorable.

“Excellent, sissy,” I say.

I take my glasses off and follow you down the hall to the laundry nook where all my laundry has been folded into three baskets. I inspect that it’s all been handled appropriately. I nod and give a pat on your tush to keep us moving.
Next is the bathroom, followed by the living room and your sissy quarters. Everything looks great.

“I’m impressed, sissy. So far so good. Just think, when you first got here you could barely run a vacuum.”

“Thank you, my Queen,” you say humbly. Read more »

The Meeting [F][M][Oral]

Thursday meetings remind me of the monotonous hum of the offices Keurig. The slow whirl of the water heating right before the almost predictable flow of dark brown caffeinated water comes pouring out. A matter of life for all of five seconds only to come crashing down as k-cup after k-cup get dispensed into the trash and the majority of it’s time is left with silence. Just like my current living situation. One boyfriend after another slowly dispensed into the revolving cycle of the desperate companion pool. Days like today sitting here listening to the CFO spout off numbers and figures for the projected first quarter are about as interesting as the flavors of that machine offered. Dark Roast, inviting, strong and gives you a sense of the ability to accomplish something worth undertaking. Morning Breakfast, the warm sun licking at your skin, just enough to put you on your A game for the day. Both rather unappetizing in the current atmosphere with a monotone voice slowly rambling about how our projected outcome doesn’t look sharp due to contracts being down over the holiday season. If they would just consider the expansion of Polymer Industries advance robotics division maybe they could see the potential of hitting it big. All of which falls on deaf ears as Mike, the CFO, thinks it’s just another fly by night restructure to free up some funds for the main business. Now Brad on the other hand is a whole different cup of coffee who could possibly be pursued to see the opportunity at hand. Never met an individual quite like Brad. Supposedly, he attended a private college somewhere upstate and obtained his master’s in business. What he really did, was exert all his time an effort into chiseling his physique that even Leonardo’s Vitruvian Man would need more work. In my current state of affairs, it would be rather inappropriate to dwell to long on how his cheek bones cut sharp lines out of his face or how through his tailored shirt his forearms bulge at the seams from what must be hours spent at the gym each day. How his perfectly pleated slacks bunch up at his crotch reveling ever so slightly the outline of his….. Read more »

Harry Potter erotica (a cuckolding story)

(This is my first attempt at writing erotica. I’m not the most patient, so it’s a bit bare bones. Its a little degrading and definitely not for everyone. Hope you like it.)

The stadium erupted as Harry flew back down to the ground, the snitch wriggling in his hand. He landed and was immediately bombarded by hordes of people in red and gold. He pushed his way through the crowd searching for his team. He spotted flaming red hair pushing through the crowd as Ginny came up to him, sporting a massive grin.

“Great catch, Harry!” She yelled, as she embraced him.

He couldn’t resist smelling her hair as he held her, possibly a little too long. Finally they separated as he forced himself away from her to locate his other team mates through the sea of red and gold.

He shook hands, hugged, received applause, and celebrated with what seemed like every Gryffindor in the school.

He saw a Ravenclaw player a good distance away from the Gryffindors. It was Michael Corner, and he was accompanied by Ginny Weasley. Harry knew they used to date and because of this, he didn’t like Michael. But, as Gryffindor captain, he needed to do his duty. He pulled himself away from the crowd and walked towards Ginny and Michael. Read more »