Truck camping, fuck camping

Sometimes work was just too much. Honestly it was too much every single day, but Thursdays were the worst. Coming out of the office she decided she wasn’t going to walk back in on Friday, and if her mood didn’t improve over the weekend maybe not ever again.

There were more important things in life, like taking her beloved truck and head into nature for the weekend. No assholes, no work, actually no proper reason to return to civilization for months until her savings were depleted. Not that it was expensive to live life on the road, with the truck paid for she could probably stretch those savings for a long time. A girl could dream, right?

And maybe not just that, after the week she’d been through turning that dream into a reality seemed like the smart thing to do, before she was forced to live the rest of her life in jail after killing a bunch of those assholes barehanded.

Luckily there wasn’t much between her and freedom now, only a short train ride and grabbing some supplies she always had ready anyway. That in mind made the train ride among more assholes almost sufferable, even making her grin when the annoying suit with his headset stumbled and almost kissed asphalt.

The Wedding of Sally Jupiter [MF] [cuck] [Public]

**1947**

I had just witnessed the marriage of Sally Jupiter, formally the Silk Spectre, to her long time manager Lawrence Schexayder. Sally looked incredible in her green dress that stopped just at the knees. I guess a white dress was surely out of the question. Sally was by no means a virgin, I should know. Her and I have had many encounters over the years, but we haven’t seen each other since she retired from the Watchmen and fell off the grid. My cock swelled slightly at the sight of her again. As she and Lawrence made their way down the aisle, her eyes met mine and gave me an all to familiar smirk. We hadn’t spoke in nearly two years but I could already feel the desire to feel her legs wrapped around me again.

My thoughts drifted back in time to her thick curvy figure under they yellow outfit that barely covered anything that she used to wear, her round milky breast looked so good when they were covered by that sheer fabric, or the way her ass peaked out from the bottom of her black silk panties, only barely covered by the black fishnet.

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She was bored with traditional sex. She wanted to go Pegging! [mf] [pegging] [anal] [oral] [fdom]

Mallory was a tall red head. Skinny, pale skin, freckles. She had large breasts with what seemed to be constantly hard pink nipples. There was a mole on her flat stomach and if she posed just right, you could even see her abs. She had a thick firecrotch and was the envy of every guy in town.

Don’t get the wrong idea. We’re not talking some farm country in Ireland. Mallory lived in NYC, but if you’ve ever been to the Big Apple, you know every few cluster of blocks is like it’s own small town. Mallory went to the grocery store on the corner, the deli down the street, she got bagels from Joe’s little cart and ice cream from the soft serve shop. And everywhere she went, the guys followed her with their eyes, undressing her in their minds, tasting her.

But Mallory was bored with the sex. Every guy was the same and it’s not that she didn’t enjoy the rough sex, the vigorous face fucking, the hair pulling and ass slapping. It’s just that Mallory wanted to be in charge for once. She wanted to do the manhandling. She wanted to be rough.

[Str8] [Mf] Teacher [36M] and married former student [23F] [preg] [cuck]

Thank you for the response and feedback to my past posts. I love hearing your comments and PMs.

Before I start: Trigger warning: This will include two married people having an affair with some serious consequences. If that doesn’t sound like your thing, you should probably move on. I know I am a bad man for doing this so I just saved you the comment.

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For background, I am a 38 year old high school teacher. I’ve been teaching for about 15 years. In that time I’ve had sex with a number of my former students. I have been married during most of that time. This takes place 2 years ago.

It was a summer evening. I was working out at the gym. I was on the treadmill. On the treadmill next to me is a cute brunette with short hair in her mid or early 20s. She is wearing a tight sports tank and short running shorts. We exchange smiles a few times. She looks a bit like the actress that plays the sister on Supergirl.

After my run, I slow down to a walk to cool down. The brunette turns off her treadmill, pulls out her headphones and waves at me. I pull out my headphones.

It’s a Man’s World? – Part 2 [FF][AltReal][Reluc][ENF]

**It’s a Man’s World? – Part 2: Tuesdays Are the Worst**

[Beth Ambrose finds herself stranded in world different from her own. She attempts to find her way, but is learning the little things are often a big deal.]

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The commute to work was uneventful, though metro cars were packed, and midway through her ride, she felt a hand on her ass. She turned around to snap at the guy, and saw immediately that he was ‘phased out’, as Katherine had said, staring at her and muttering what could politely be described as sexual fantasies.

“Don’t you hate it when it’s this busy?” A woman next to her said. “Tuesdays are the worst. The same guy tried to undo my pants yesterday. Hey, buddy,” she snapped at him, “close your eyes and wait it out. There’s isn’t enough room in here to breathe let alone rub you out.” The woman looked back to Beth. “Sometimes you just have to ignore it, but this guy should’ve known better getting into a car crowded with women, even if it’s cold and we’re all covered up.” Beth glanced back over her shoulder. The guy’s hands were at his side and he had his eyes closed, breathing in a steady, almost meditative, manner. “He’s had some workplace training,” the woman continued. “A lot of guys would just take care of themselves right here. I had my favorite blouse stained beyond salvage a month ago…honestly, I don’t know why we let them ride with us.” She muttered.

(M) 28. kinky work sex

This is some of the best sex I’ve had. Best sex I had was at work. In the medical field. this girl I worked with loved to flirt and play. I never took too much to it. But one day she caught me off guard and pulled me into the back stock room grabbed my ass and kissed me hard. It was hot and it threw me for a loop I couldn’t pull away so I just kept with it. All during business hours mind you. Then she slide down my chest and pulled my scrub pants down and out flopped my hard cock. She smiled and licked the tip and made my heart race, then she grabbed it and fit most of it in her mouth while licking it with her tongue. It was such a great feeling when my head hit the back of her throat. She stroked my balls while she sucked my dick and grabbed my ass while took as much as she could in. I then picked her up and thrust her against some boxes that were pilled up and rubber my cock over her scrubs making her moan and squirm. I set her down and grabbed her breast and kissed her hard knowing what I wanted to do to her. I pulled her scrub pants down along with her skimpy blue hip hugging panties. And licked her clean waxed pussy to see how wet she was. It was a dripping wet pussy that needed to be filled with my cock. I quickly made she the stock room door was shut and picked her up again holding her knees and letting her bare ass slap onto my thighs. She quickly guided my hard cock into her throbbing pussy and slowly worked my way as deep as her tight pussy could handle. After I got a good feel for her I slid my cock almost all the way out and let it slowly slip back into her making her beg me to fuck her.
Then as I pushed her against the wall I thrust my cock in and out and felt my
Hips slapping on her and feeling my balls clapping on her with each thrust.
I slowly worked some speed up while I played with her small nipples and kissed her neck as she clawed at my back.
Then she climbed down from me and slipped down to my dripping wet cock and played with me till I came in her mouth. Sopping up as much as she could and swallowed it. Then we fixed ourselves up and went back to work as if nothing happened.

Breaking the Rules [MF] [oral] [facial] [romantic]

The rules of group therapy are simple: No socializing outside of the group. And since most everyone in the group was a little older than Aaron, he had no problem adhering to the rules.

But then Sasha joined the group and she was just a few years older than him. And even though she was depressed and sad, there was something friendly and beautiful about her – other than her looks.

Sasha happened to be a stunner. A tall, slender, beautiful woman with brown curly hair, large breasts and an ass to match.

She was shy, but interesting and something about her just set Aaron ablaze with curiosity. After one particular troubling week, another member suggested he get away. He listened to her advise and booked a cute little ski chalet in the mountains.

When he announced his plans the following week, Sasha popped up and said, “Oh! Could we all join you and have a group therapy retreat?”

Of course, that was against the rules.

After the session ended, Aaron walked to his car, which he always happened to park a little further away than necessary and in the direction Sasha walked. They’d chat, lingering awkwardly. Sometimes, he’d offer her a ride, but she always cited the rules as a reason not to.

Dreams or Daddy Issues? [Mf]

Your mom and I had been dating for several months before I met you. She actually didn’t even tell me about you for the longest time. I don’t know why. You were young……..smart…….and very pretty. I remembered thinking, that if I had only been a few years younger……..I would be chasing you.”

But I wasn’t a few years younger……..and I was dating your mom………and things were going well with her. She was closer to my age, pretty, curvy soft figure. She had a job and was supporting you while you went to college, which meant she really didn’t need me, which was also in its own way, very attractive. As we kept dating, I started staying over more and even spending the night on some nights. I never knew for sure but I always expected you knew exactly what was going on, on those nights I would meet you at the breakfast table in just my boxer shorts. How could you not? You were after all pretty smart and not oblivious to what adults do.

May Grows Up pt. 7 (Finale) [MF, mF, Fm, mf, inc, oral, anal]

When Sarah awoke she smelled coffee and leaned on an elbow to look around. Dan wasn’t in the bed so she arose and went forward through the van to find him sitting in the kitchenette waiting on the coffee. She kissed him on the cheek and sat alongside him to playfully shove her hand inside the front of his pajamas, gasping when she discovered his prick was covered with dried love juice! Looking questioningly at him, he grinned sheepishly before she stood up and crooked a finger at him to indicate that he should follow her outside.

May had been awakened by Sarah passing her bed on the way to the kitchen, watching through slitted eyes and realizing that her Aunt suspected Dan of something unseemly. When Sarah stood to motion to Dan to follow her outside, May was afraid that he was in trouble for screwing her and when they closed the door behind them she slipped out of bed to follow. Hearing nothing she opened the door and went outside.

Sarah got outside and went around the end of the van with Dan following. She stopped and turned to face him.

“Who?” she asked simply.