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[M]y time with a busty sales rep at a con[F]erence

Long story, first time writing.
Sexy stuff starts below at the ***

Happened a few years ago, but the details are burned into my memory.

First, the main characters.
Girl: Erica*, mid 30s, 5ft 7, blonde, curvy in the right places, an amazing 38G chest (implants), shaved and fantastically wet. Physically, a blonde Christina Hendricks.
Me: 30 (then), 5ft 9, Asian, athletic with some muscle, average with 5.5” and average girth. I think I’m decent looking, nothing special but I’ve been told that I’ve got a nice smile.

I was at a major sales conference setting up my stall when I saw Erica for the first time. She worked for one of our competitors and was setting up her stall adjacent to mine. Erica was dressed in a light grey pencil skirt and a navy button up shirt with a tiny company logo embroidered on the front. Now although we are at a work event and dressed appropriately, it was difficult not to notice Erica’s chest as the buttons on her shirt were at their limits. Being a professional myself, I looked her in the eyes, and smiled.

Me: “Hi Erica*, I’m Robert*. Nice to meet you.” Read more »

A little story, take it somewhere fun

So I’ve finally got you where I wanted you; stretched out before me on the chaise longue in my place wearing nothing but a pair of little knickers, the white ones with black flowers that you’ve told me about before . Can’t take my eyes from you, just can’t. Your long, curvy body is draped seductively along it, the purple varnish on your nails contrasting with your pale skin. You’ve known ever since we started talking what I’d want to do should it ever come to this. I’m kneeling at the far end, drinking you in, watching you smile at me. I can’t help but wonder what you are feeling as you watch me lift one slim foot up. I shouldn’t feel nervous, I’ve been thinking about this for a long time and I think you’re stunning but i am a little. Nervous and turned on. Maybe that’s how you feel too. I only use my hands to begin with. My touch is firm but not rough. Massaging your foot, feeling you relax into me. When I lift your foot up to my mouth is run my eyes from your sexy little ankle along the length of your long slender leg and up over your mound to your flat stomach and bare, firm breasts. Up further lingering on the delicate arch of your neck to meet your eyes. Mine lock onto yours as is start to kiss along your toes. A gentle brush of my lips to begin with, growing hungrier as i continue. Your eyes widen when i pull your toes into my mouth. It’s warm, wet. My tongue flicks over them, tiny movements which accompany the gentle pressure from my teeth. I start to suck, pulling heat down from your groin along your legs to the tips of your toes. Is this what a blowjob feels like? You bring your other foot up onto my bare chest, flexing your toes as i suck harder. Taking each toe into my mouth individually, working around it with my lips and tongue. You drag your foot down from my chest to my stomach. I respond by sucking harder and you press your foot against my crotch, eliciting a groan of pleasure when it touches the bulge in my trousers. My mouth moves down your foot over the arch and up to your slim ankle. A glance upwards from me shows you have one hand on your tits, then others stroking your stomach. Your nails tracing the space between your belly button and the top of your panties. I watch your hand edge further down as i kiss and lick up your calves. I’m climbing further up your legs now with my hands running ahead of my mouth. The skin of your legs is so smooth and warm, your legs toned and firm. It’s only when my hands reach your knees and pushed them apart harder than you would have expected that you can feel how much I want to have you. You get it, you can feel my need for you, my desire. When my mouth is working up the sensitive skin of your inner thighs you bring your hand down between your legs wanting to meet me halfway. The very tip of my tongue runs up your thigh as you press your hand against the outside of your panties. Pushing it down, grinding the heel of your hand against you clit. I edge closer to get a better view and you pull aside your knickers exposing the your beautiful pussy to me for the first time. I get the answer to the question that Ive been dying to know, the question every man that looks at you wants to know. Trimmed short and neat, a dark shock of hair above a gorgeous slit, wet and perfect. It looks so tight, so enticing.
Your pussy is wet, your lips swollen and engorged. I’m close to it now. I watch as your fingers dance over your swelling clit. Teasing it, rubbing it. My head is so close now you can feel my breath on your sex. I want you so much, want to lick you, to taste you, feel the heat of your arousal. Breathing harder and harder you reach down and slip a single finger inside. Once you start to use your hips the moaning begins. Seeing you finger yourself just inches from my face is driving me crazy the moaning only makes it worse but i want to hear you beg. I want to hear you beg for me to touch you. Your inhibitions are gone, no reserve, no distance. I’m a tense, hungry animal, desperate for you. Just two words, two words is all it takes to release me. Read more »

?? [MF] hoe hoe hoe! [age gap, teasing, anal fingering, christmas]

*It’s that time of year again, time for a Christmas story in August!*

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“You’re en elf, not a stripper, Mitchell. Pull your skirt down,” Kevin grumbled, “and put that cigarette out while you’re at it. No smoking on the job.”

Penny Mitchell left her skirt as it was and took another drag from the cigarette pinched between her fingers.

“I’m not on the job, *Kevin*,” she drawled, smoke curls escaping along with her words and framing her face in the cold December air. “You can’t tell me what to do. You’re not my dad.”

Kevin groaned. “Thank god for that, and judging by what my watch says”—he paused to roll up his sleeve—“you are, in fact, now six minutes late for your shift. Get inside.”

He gestured towards the door that led into the shopping mall. He and Penny were standing on the edge of the back parking lot, the frigid air only slightly dulling the reek from the huge metal garbage bins sitting next to them. This was where the food court dumped its waste, and where disgruntled mall employees huddled to smoke away their few moments of freedom during their shifts. Read more »

A Game of Depravity [MF, edging, clothed]

Mina had carried out Carson and strapped him into his car seat after the horn honked, signaling the children’s pick up. The eldest, Abby, despite the late hour pranced out beside her and buckled herself in.

“Had a good night?” Their father asked and she clicked her heels together and grinned as an answer. Directing his tone to Mina he smiled. “Thanks again for taking them on short notice you are a lifesaver.”

“Daniel helped too.”

“Daniel’s an I-D-I-O-T.”

Justifiably, his older brother was right, Daniel was one from head to toe. When Mina had first met Daniel across her aisle seat on a 747 heading across the country she could have crossed her heart and swore she’d never be living with the man. Through a twist of fate she became his brother’s nanny after her permanent move.

Daniel was older than her by several years, both he and his brother immersed in the creative arts. It didn’t take long for them to drag her under, into the world of drawing boards and think tanks. She held a nine to five, but those children were now family. She wasn’t just their nanny, she was their aunt. Read more »

Alice’s Closet Part 7 [Fff, incest, female threesome]

“I want to use the wand first and I think you two should use that two headed dildo, “Megan suggested.

“I like that idea,” Mom agreed. “What about you sweetie?”

“Mhmm.” Alice nodded and gently pulled her glistening fingers out of Mom.

“I’m gunna go wash my glasses cuz I need to see this.” Megan hopped off the couch and swiped her glasses up off the floor before trotting off into the kitchen. Mom slid off the couch and pushed the cards away towards their brick fireplace. Then she took out the wand, double sided dildo, and lube. Megan came back into the living room, wearing her glasses again, and extended her hand. “Gimme.”

“Here ya go,” said Mom handing Megan the long, rectangular box with the wand in it. “Alice, come lay on the floor with me.”

Megan flopped down on the couch. She began tearing the box open while Alice moved down onto the floor. “How do we do this,” Alice asked. Read more »

[MM] My first experience with another guy.

This is my first time posting on here and I’m not much of a writer, but after reading some of these I wanted to tell my story.

Before I begin, here’s a bit of back story. I am 24 5’11” guy 220 pounds (need to lose some weight) I have been with my girlfriend/wife for 7 years and for the most part I’ve been happy. Something was missing. I have always wanted to experience another guy penetrate me, well I finally got my chance almost a year ago. I was away on a business trip for two weeks, I was so horny all of the time and masturbating to gay porn wasn’t cutting it anymore, so I decided to look for some guys on a discrete app. After a couple days of flirting and sharing pictures of our goods I finally found someone.

I for the life of me cant remember his name, but one thing I do remember was his dick. We talked for a few days and he agreed to come to my hotel. On the day he decided to come I lay there in bed heart beating out of my chest, waiting for him to get there. All the while thinking “I can’t believe I’m about to do this!” I was jolted out of my thoughts when my phone went off, I looked down at my screen “I’m here come bring me up.” Read more »

The Secrets of the Alabaster Abbey [fff] [fiction] [fantasy]

The Alabaster Abbey of the Kalgan Pass is named as such for the soaring white cliffs that line either side of the valley, like the pale spread thighs of an Alabaster nun.

The sisters of the Abbey wear their habits cinched tightly against the autumn chill, their rosy cheeks, bright eyes and puckered mouths the only means of discerning their identities, the remainder of their figures hidden in the snow-white coverings. While they do the daily work that is required to maintain a nunnery, glimpses of their hands – long and delicate – can be seen by the patient observer.

Not many visitors encounter the nunnery, despite the wandering, clearly marked paths that guide pilgrims. This is probably for the best, for there are many carefully guarded secrets. The odd visitor who does stumble past the gates leaves with a new cloak, well-fed, sure-footed, and with a tale they will nar repeat, except perhaps in confession.

You see, deep down in the oldest chamber of the Alabaster Abbey, there is a stone pedestal. Rising to about the height of a man’s waist, there is a saddle carved of the pale, soft stone of valley, with a slim pillar rising from its middle. Read more »

Thought I’d share a recent dream, just a short one? (MF, Oral)

So this is a legitimate dream I had a few days ago, let me know if you enjoy.

I’m on a raucous, alcohol sodden stag do in sunny Spain, when we bump into an ex who’s on her hen do, there’s always been a lot of chemistry, her friends recognise this and quickly move her on down the strip. Next bar, we bump into the party again, a few flirty glances between us, a few other people in the party chat, we’re kept apart, and they leave again.

The crawl continues. A few hours later, we all end up in a large club together, loud, dark, intoxicated. Entertained by the other stags, her friends loosen their iron grip, she escapes and beckons me over to dance, we barely share a word, but dance hot and heavy and close for a good hour or so, TONNES of eye contact, hands on waists, brushing against one another.

Her friends start to dwindle, picked off one by one by alcohol, fatigue and horny stags until finally, she’s dragged away by her few remaining bodyguards. The night continues for a short while longer until the stags also call it a night. Read more »

Not a Sound, Pt. 6 (Mf, Cheating, Risky, Clothed)

Emma and I fucked twice more after she had cooked for us, a simple spaghetti dish that satisfied me enough, though it honestly wasn’t a patch on what Kate could rustle up. We chatted for a bit at the dinner table about how she planned to get a job in the parks service when her studies were done and perhaps get her own little apartment in town. No mention is made of what will happen to us when that time comes and that suits me just fine.

The first session after dinner was innocent enough, or at least it started that way. I’d taken the dirty plates from the table and insisted that I wash them seeing as she had cooked. A playful fight had ensued and soon we were gripping each other in another embrace.

It was dangerous enough being in her room and doing what we were doing, so it was perhaps even riskier to do things in the kitchen. With her bent over the sink, and her silk gown hanging off her forearms, I take her. It’s all in the heat of the moment, fast and frantic like it had been at the top of the stairs. Both of our moans fill the kitchen as I slam myself into her, hand curled in a tangle of brown locks to keep her close, sometimes glancing down to watch how her tight ass ripples as my pelvis strikes against it. Read more »