Category: sexystories

Maximum Effort [MF] [exh]

“One more, Stan!” said Wendy Maxwell from across the bar.

“Just one more?” the middle-aged man asked with a crooked grin.

“You heard me right. I’m saving my appetite tonight,” she said proudly. “Deadpool 2 is one movie I want to stay hungry for!”

“You sure you want to say that out loud?” he joked.

“I know what I said. I’m not taking it back.”

Wendy spoke with a certainty that left no room for argument, even from her Uncle Stan. He owned one of the best sports bars in town, which happened to be right across the street from the High-Max Cinema movie theater. She could see the oversized complex out the window and couldn’t wait to make her way inside in a few hours. She planned to be among the first in line to see Deadpool 2.

She’d cleared her schedule for the day, taking off work and taking care of any errands that might create a distraction. She’d also made it a point to pre-order her ticket and reserve the best possible seats in the biggest IMAX theater within a 25-mile radius of her house. She could’ve just gone to the one at the mall that was closer, but in the spirit of Deadpool himself, Wendy approached seeing this movie with maximum effort. Read more »

Work Trip.. [mf][D/s][public]

You send me a message asking where I am, you went to surprise me at my house and found out I was not at home. I send a reply I had a meeting in the city I thought I told you about. You would remember that, you always know where I am. You know which hotel I’m at because I’ve told you before I stay at the same hotel every time I travel to the city for work. Not because you require to know where I am, but you genuinely care you want to know where I am so if you’re so inclined.. I’m easy to find. You send a quick reply to call you when I’m done..

It’s around 7:00 by the time I get back to the hotel, I decide to have a quick meal, I just sit at a small table with two chairs. I move the other chair beside me so I can place my bag on it.. I get lost in my work. You spot me from across the restaurant. You notice I’m wearing a dress you’ve picked out for me before. You can’t see my collar because my back is facing you, my hair is curled and sits half way down my back. You start walking towards me.. Read more »

Almost got it [mf] [oral] [anal] part 2

So we are laying in bed relaxing after my wife just had one awesome orgasm. And I told Her I wanted for her to lick my balls and suck my dick.

Now if you read part 1 you know a long time ago she used her silver bullet vibe on me and I loved it. I have told her I would welcome her fingers.

So we are laying there and she pulls back the covers climbs over and is looking at me while stroking my cock. Slowly she starts licking then takes my head in her mouth. Damn this feels good. She sucks and licks my shaft. Then her tounge dances across my balls and taint.

Her ass is swaying back and forth. I smack it, again and again. She moans on my cock. Then she lifts her knee over my head arches her back showing me her sweet pussy and asshole. I start kissing her pussy lips and slide my tounge inside and she starts rocking on my face. Read more »

The Theater [mf] [public] [NSFW]

The walls rumbled with music, causing the theater seats to gently vibrate. The movie was now loud and interesting enough to distract all the theater-goers; I had a chance to make my move. I grabbed his hand and discreetly placed it on my inner thigh, resting comfortably downstream from my now damp crotch. I felt him look at me—just briefly—as if to non-verbally confirm what was about to happen.

He read my smirk and delicate yet deliberate head nod as a sign to go—and it was on. He pushed his hand farther back, slipping his pinky finger under my cotton panties. Slowly and repeatedly he grazed my clit with his finger, over and over. I tried not to writhe in my seat but it was very hard. I could feel myself grow wetter by what felt like each second. He slowly and slyly snuck in two more fingers and did one slow, heavy, deep, passionate rub and I started to feel myself get to that place. The light from the movie screen flickered against us, illuminating our dirty act. Seeing him touch me in a crowded movie theater was so exciting—I could feel myself getting hotter. I let myself arch my back at the peak moment but otherwise showed no signs of having just cum all over the movie theater seat and his fingers. I look over and see a massive hard on pressed against his khaki shorts. I lean to him and whisper, “Now you…”

The Artist (voy , creep, str8)

It’s the easiest thing in the world. I stand on the platform with my phone in my right hand, my arms hanging naturally at my sides. I rock slightly on the balls of my feet, back and forth, up and down. From time to time I sigh with annoyance and glance at the dot-matrix signs above our heads. Our train is late, of course. I am grateful for that. I pace anxiously back and forth, swapping my phone into my left hand as I pass you, and back again as I turn at the other end of the platform. I am careful to maintain the optimal distance from you. Roughly 5 feet should frame you perfectly in shot. The brightness on my phone screen is turned to its lowest setting. To those not in the know it would seem turned off. Read more »

Anyone have a request?

I’m writing a series now, couples (weekend away), but it’s not super popular at the moment. Does anyone have a story they would like me to write? Maybe just a basic kink or character to work with? Let me know if you want to see your idea written out!

Storm Chasing Part 2 [MF]

It was now Thursday. It involved a meeting with a lot of the other heads of departments. The morning went swimmingly. Tim went off for his catch up with his old friend, I did a lot of boring spreadsheet related crap. It was to be my first head of department meeting. I expected to be bored. Tim came back in a bad mood. I heard him swear.

“*What’s wrong?”*

“*Meeting is cancelled.”*

“*Why?”*

“*Well, apparently all the other heads decided to take the afternoon off to go get drunk. I perhaps should have gotten drunk at my catch up but no, I still prefer to remain professional. Fuckwits.”*

“*I was not even aware of this.”*

“*I can guarantee all their little secretaries knew and didn’t bother to tell you. These are not the women you having breakfast with, are they?”*

“*No. It is a couple of the actual scientists. I did notice, the secretaries are a breed of their own. Everyone else has been lovely.”*

“*Never mind, it just leaves me with a two hour block with nothing to do. I can change that. Are you keen?”*

“*Well, yes.”* Read more »

[M4F] Giving in to the Lord Bull [Sizeplay] [Dub-Con] [Impreg Risk]

I recently wrote a prompt for a ruler/warlord who builds his own harem. The idea grew in my mind and I wanted to write a scene about a woman’s first encounter with the lord of the land. Special thanks to my friend RuthieRen for inspiration on this piece. I hope you enjoy.

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You couldn’t quite understand how you got to his place – a mistress in Lord Bull’s harem. You should hate him. His men took you away from your life. You bite your lip but the moan escapes your throat despite your efforts. It simply feels too good.

He didn’t take you the first night, but he visited the woman in the room next to yours. Low conversations floated through the wall into your chambers. You heard his deep voice and her giggles. You were wide awake when the first moan came from her throat. The Lord was with her, no other man would visit Lord Bull’s mistresses. You stared at the ceiling and your heart thudded as your neighbour’s voice rose in pitch and volume until she screamed and begged for more.

That would never be you, you promised yourself. Read more »

Storm Chasing Part 1 [MF]

We were sat at dinner. He was opposite me.

“*Alexis, it was music publishing you were working in, wasn’t it? Just administration?”*

“*Yeah, I had been there about nine years. I am kind of glad we moved, there was no more progression in that role and I think I was about to made redundant anyhow.”*

“*You do know I work for a science organisation, right?”*

“*Meteorology? I am very used to seeing you on the TV actually, whenever there is adverse weather conditions in the country!”*

He laughed.

“*Yeah, that’s it. I should have mentioned this earlier but my personal assistant recently took on another job. There is an opening there if you want it. It is not highly stressful, my previous PA can attest to that. Would you be interested? If you are, I will tell HR and tell them to bypass the usual recruitment bullshit.”*

“*Oh wow….yes, of course I am interested! I mean, surely it is not that different from what I was doing before.”*

“*It isn’t. It is basically attending a lot of boring meetings, organising my diary and travel, welcoming in important people and a whole lot of other stuff. So, sure you will be okay working with me?”* Read more »

Slim and Andrea watch the Camwhore [MF] [Mast] [F] [voy] [MFF]

Slim had finished his after shower ritual of drying his short, brown hair and shaving. He put on his glasses and headed to the laptop sitting on their large bed tethered to the wall of the small apartment via a black cord. He pulled the cord around the bed so it allowed him and Andrea, when she got back from her shower, to enjoy the feeling of the nice sheets without the trouble of the anchor. They needed to relax and enjoy their ritual.

He clicked and clacked the keys picking up a girl performing on camera for money. She was full figured, large breasts with dark nipples that stood out against her tight white tank top. Maybe it was just something with the camera, or maybe the lighting, but her tits really stood out as she played with a low angled camera while she rest on her knees with nothing else on but panties.

“Is our girl ready?” Andrea asked in her own tank top and PJ short combo, the tight purple fabric shaping her ass like having her dark black hair in a bun shaped her long neck. Slim always enjoyed her entrances and as she softly growled crawling on top of the covers with him, the AC causing her pink, puffy nipples to stand erect and draw his attention away from the laptop, if only slightly, stood testament to her irresistability. Read more »