Lovely night with my boyfriend. [FM]

Short story, but I felt like sharing this here.

Yesterday night, my boyfriend suddenly wanted to come and pick me up when he got off work so we could hang out at his place for a little while.

I sort of came prepared. And what I mean by that is, I showered, sprayed myself with lovely scented perfume, and put on clean clothes- a long skirt that hugged my curves (I have a large bottom) and top that makes my boobs look great (they’re large too, but still). I also hadn’t put on any underwear because I planned on getting fucked. I don’t know about him, but I sure was.

We started off with him giving my butt a massage- that’s a good way to get me wet relatively quick, although I was already really wet when I stepped foot in the house. After a few minutes of that, he slid his hand around to my pussy, and started to finger me, and that’s when things took off.

We had great sex, and even better, he ate my pussy so good I almost passed out.

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[mf] She Made Me Want Her, part 3

When I woke up the next morning, I actually felt kinda relieved. Although Steph had messed with me really hard, she’d stopped me from any real cheating, other than some slight touching. I was rationalizing away my guilt about the fact that, for a moment, I had wanted another woman to blow me. On the bright side, her prank only made me hate her more, so I was sure nothing more would happen and I could move on with my life.

I had another swimsuit with me, I don’t remember why, but it spared me from having to explain what happened to my other one. Nick and I planned to go SCUBA diving that day, while Colin was going to try surfing, and Steph and Sierra were just going to hang out. At least I would be away from Steph, but I could only pray that she would keep her mouth shut. While one the dive, I did think about how often Sierra did most of the talking when I see them together.

Her First Time in the Glory Hole [f] [mmm] [oral] [mast] [cum]

Anna was timid as all hell. She masturbated maybe 10 times in her life and it always felt dirty. She felt like someone had been watching her shove her fingers inside of herself and even though she was curious as to how she tasted, she never sucked her wet fingers dry. Because what if? What if her web camera had been hacked? What if the previous tenant left a hidden camera running hoping for some good footage?

She knew she was paranoid. She also knew she had an inner slut begging to be released upon the world.

One afternoon, she covered the web camera with a piece of duct tape, pulled up an incognito web browser and started googling for the kinkiest, most repulsive piece of porn she could find.

Oh, and just incase the previous tenant WAS watching, she took her laptop into the one place he probably didn’t think to leave a hidden camera: the walk in closet.

She propped up some pillows on the floor, put the laptop on a small stack of shoeboxes and clicked on a video called “GLORY HOLE BUKKAKE.”

“What’s a buk-cake?” She asked as the video loaded. “And what’s a glory hole?”

Sally Segwit getting a spanking [FM][Altcoins][Forking][cryptocoitus]

„Oh please, fork me! Fork me hard, I can‘t wait any longer!“ Sally Segwit moaned, but Ben Bitisee knew no mercy.

„Oh come on, you‘ve been basically begging for a spanking for months now, you just can‘t pull out so close to the end.“

With that he let his hand land on her naked ass with a satisfying smacking sound followed by a pain- and lustful moan.

„Hey, maybe you should go a little easy on her, don‘t you think?“ Altko-in Goldilock asked from the other side of the room.

„What, after she has caused so much trouble for me and all levelheaded people, heck even you in the past months?“

Another smack, another struggling attempt to escape the pleasure, but Ben was hodling her with his strong arms and the power of patience, leaving her chanceless and with enough time to think about past mistakes.

There was noise on the streets, the sound of doges barking and the screeching noise of a couple of crashes, but he knew they were just corrections on the way to the moon and didn‘t bother with them.

The Slutmaker part 2 [inc] [Mdom]

Here is the second part of the story, is there any way I can provide a link to the first part? I tried but apparently providing links is against the rules.

Sandra can hardly believe this is happening, she had fantasised about this so many times, but now it’s real her stomach is full of butterflies. A few moments ago she had been on her knees, watching her god-like son pump his huge cock, and then she had been able to lie to herself, tell herself that maybe that was as far as it would go, maybe it wasn’t so bad if they didn’t actually touch eachother. But now his strong, relentless fingers are inside her, slowly but firmly fucking her quivering cunt, still sensitive from the orgasm she had minutes ago. The glass shower door is covered in his cum, inches from her face, the salty aroma of sex is overwhelming, it seems to invade her brain and blot out all conscious thought. The hot water beats down on both of them, her thin silk kimono plastered against her flesh.

Taking cumslut pussy hunting – Part I [Str8] [bi] [f] [fm] [ffm] [huml] [Fsub] [mast] [public]

One morning after which we have passed the matinee fucking vigorously, we would take a subway ride during the peak hours with the express intent of finding ourselves in the right situation. You would not shower leaving the stench of cunt and cum soaked into your skin, for as you all too well know, there is no better or more natural aphrodisiac to wet another woman’s pussy than the musky smell of sex. I don’t know if its jealousy or hunger or simple an animal or chemical reaction, but nonetheless, it is so. Wave a hand with a strong whiff of fucked pussy under a woman’s nose and watch her knees go to jelly.

You would dress for the occasion, businesslike, with heels and a formal black suit and stockings, and a firm whiteshirt which would display your ample cleavage. You would of course be pantiless, and as we walk towards the station I would tease you by asking you things like “how wet is your cunt? and now?” or asking you if you can feel the flesh of your labia rubbing together, or whether you ned me to dry up the extra pussyjuice dripping down your legs with my hands.

Tuesdays in Chinatown [MF] [bd] [Mdom] [swing]

She couldn’t take him to meet her parents. After all, he was black, and her parents were 1st generation Chinese. They would never accept a black man in their house. But he wasn’t really black, not a deep chocolate black. He was a yellow nigger, a Mandingo half breed with enough white blood mixed in that when you saw him you may pass him for Italian or German or something. But what he missed in the skin color department he made it up in bed.

But he wasn’t just black, he was married. He was her forbidden fruit and she could wait to take a bite of this apple every time they met, in a shady hotel in Chinatown. They were mismatches in many ways. She was five foot one, he was six feet tall. She barely weighed 100 pounds soaking wet. He was 200 pounds easy. He was muscular. She was frail. And when they first met and their eye locked, she could see a fierceness in his eyes, and he saw a kind and playful pet.

Thrice Daily [F] [mast] [exh] [Mdom] [voy]

Most men would kill for a woman like her. What man in his right mind wouldn’t want a woman who loved to screw 3 or 4 times a day. She had been doing it for years. She liked the orgasm. She liked the dopamine rush. The oxytocin. Hell. She liked it all. She was unbelievable. She liked it so much she developed it into a routine, just like clockwork. Once when she woke up in the morning. Once in the office right before her commute home and once before going bed. She would go to the bathroom after the majority of the people left the office and play with herself until she would cum.

Sometimes she couldn’t hold back the oohs and the aahs. One day there was a guy standing outside the door of the ladies room with his ear to the door. She knew what he was listening for but she didn’t care. It was none of his business anyway. She was in her own little world and she didn’t care. What goes on in the ladies room stays in the ladies room. Right!

the bohemian girl and her chinese roommate [m] [f] [f] [voy] [mast] [oral] [affair]

Krisha and I met at a dinner party. She was one of those bohemian looking chicks. I thought she’d shown up wearing pajamas, but it turned out it was a new trendy harem style pant. Whatever.

She was a free spirit. She had long brown hair and one of those bar earrings. I was with my girlfriend, Amy, who was the exact opposite of Krisha, so naturally, I was attracted to her.

I went over to say hello.

“I like your look,” I said. “I’m not sure what it is, exactly, but I like it.”

She laughed and we started talking.

“Thanks, man,” she said, extending her hand. I took her hand in mine and noticed she had all sorts of interesting tattoos.

“You’re different,” I said, smiling. “It’s reassuring, here, where basically everyone is the same. Dyed blonde hair. Kate Spade purse, Acura in the driveway.”

“I feel you,” she said with a smirk. “It’s been an adjustment for me. I came from Colorado for work and sometimes I feel like I stand out too much.”

“Nah, fuck ’em,” I said with a wink.

A Strawberry Blonde, Thirsty for Loads [mf] [mast] [oral] [anal] [creampie] [swallow]

“How many times do you think you can cum in an evening?” Charlotte asked.

David thought for a second, “I donno … three? Maybe four?”

“Hmm,” she said.

“Why?”

“I have this fantasy. I want to be filled with cum. Just like, packed full of jizz.”

“Oh,” he said, leaning in. They’d just fucked already and he’d filled her tight 20 year old pussy with the first load of the evening. She hadn’t gotten up to squirt it out, yet. She hadn’t even rolled onto her knees and pushed his load into her palm. She loved cum. She especially loved eating it right from the source.

A month earlier, Charlotte and David had a threesome where she instructed him to cum into her best friend’s pussy. After he did, her best friend squatted over her and let the cum drip out of her and into Charlotte’s gaping mouth.

But this fantasy, though fun sounding, seemed impossible with just one man.

“You know, loads get smaller and smaller the more I cum. So … like, if we fuck four times, by the fourth load, there won’t be much there to fill you up.”