Category: sexystories

Fun at the Firehouse – Part 1 – The teacher says “Thank you” [FMMM] [Group] [Anal] [Oral] [Mild FDom]

Part 1

It was a normal day that started like any other as I walked up to the side door of Station 12. Station 12 is the oldest station in our district and houses a single Engine Co, Engine 12. It’s a smaller building, only 2 stories. The first floor is mainly the engine bay, in the back is the kitchen/TV area, a small bathroom and there are 2 offices (one is used by the battalion chief when he stops by and the other is the watch office where there are computers for the crew to use). Along the right side of the building is a room with racks for extra supplies and equipment, this is also where we hang our gear when we aren’t on shift. Upstairs is mainly our sleeping quarters with 3 larger full bathrooms, and the captain’s office/bedroom is tucked in the front corner. The main area has 4 beds and the walls are lined with lockers for our personal belongings. Read more »

Something New for Dinner [MF][mast][oral][married][food]

It was a Saturday in late summer. My wife, Erin, had spent the first half of the summer working full time while attending summer school. This meant working 10 hour days during the week and a full work day on Saturday, plus a mound of homework every evening from her intensive six-week anatomy class. She was beat every night.

So, I decided to take up the slack. Not trying to earn any points or anything, but I only thought it was fair. I know she would do the same for me if our roles were reversed. I only worked 30 hours a week, so I had much more free time, and I used it to help her out. I kept the house clean, did laundry and dishes so there was never a mess when she came home. I cooked dinner in the evening so it was ready when she got home (she couldn’t eat at work since she worked in a clean room). I made lunch for both of us every night to take to work the next day. I did everything I could to help her and make her life a little easier. Read more »

Valentine’s Day [MMMMMF]

Who’s gonna be your Valentine? What did you get this year? Where did your boyfriend take you? How much chocolate did you get?
Every year, on the 14th of February, it was the same old thing. People suddenly became obsessed and crazy with the thought of their significant other, or lack of in some other cases. Kayla was in the latter and, quite frankly, it was boring to have people question her dating status whenever the month of February rolled in. Yes, she was single and she chose to be this way. Apparently some people could not believe that one could be happy on their own. Read more »

Story of US [MF][I am yours][I belong to you][Using your fingers]

I suggest we order a pizza so we don’t have to leave once we are settled in the house. You agree. We pull up to my place and you hop out and run around the car to open my door. I blush at how sweet you are. “Thank you”. I smile as I get out. You respond by leaning forward and kissing me.

I am sure it was meant as an innocent gesture but you quickly had be against the car with our lips locked. Your hands taking a mind of their own, cupping my ass cheeks. You groaned into my mouth as you lift me and I wrap my legs around you. “If we don’t get inside NOW, I will fuck you right here.” I pull away from you and open my eyes and wish I hadn’t. What I saw staring back at me took my breath away.

You grab your bag and I lead you by the hand into my house. “My bedroom is up sta” and I was up against the door with your lips on mine. I moaned at how eager yet soft your mouth is. You are crushing me against the door and the feel of your body against mine feels so good. I don’t want this to end. Ever. Read more »

My Batchelor Party [MMMFF] [MF] [MMF] [FF] [MFF] [Str8] [Bi] [anal] [prost?] [group] [cheating] [stripper] [creampie] [oral] [reluc]

[[This is my first story and I welcome all comments and constructive criticism. Thanks for reading.]]

“I can’t believe I will be a married man tomorrow” I thought to myself as I drove to the hotel where my friends had told me to meet them. It was 8pm when I pulled into the parking lot of the Red Roof Inn. I was 30 minutes early and drifted off thinking of my soon to be wife and why she was with a guy like me, I’m nothing special to look at. I have short brown hair that is slowly starting to bald in the back, brown eyes, an average build (I could definitely afford to hit the gym), about 180lbs and 5’7”. My soon to be wife on the other hand is just perfect. She is about 150lbs and 5’4”, curly red hair and beautiful green eyes that I can stare into for hours. Then there is her body, she has cute little B cup tits, a nice cute little tummy that leads down to her juicy red hair covered pussy…. Read more »

Your cheating ways [MF] [Cheating]

I couldn’t help but hear you yell “You asshole!” into your phone as I was walking out to my car after work. I looked over at you and it was obvious you had been upset. You been a little more distant at work, and I knew that you and your boyfriend had been arguing more than usual. I let out a small “ahem” to let you know I was there. You were sitting in in the front seat of your car with your legs out of the car, feet on the ground. You looked up at me and shook your head while saying, “It’s like I don’t even exist to him anymore, maybe the honeymoon phase is over and done with.” Read more »

I Said You Can Call Me Becky [MF] [age gap] [teen] [milf] [oral] [anal] [cheating wife]

*(This is a bit longer than my last one, but that’s because it’s inspired by two audios that are related. There are flashbacks in this story which are separated and italicized for your convenience. Thanks for reading.)*

It was just shy of two in the afternoon, an hour before her son would get out of school, when there was a knock at the door. Having been completely spaced out, mindlessly folding laundry, Becky almost jumped at the sound. The just past forty year old answered the door, surprised, yet somehow expecting the boy, or man really, who stood on her doorstep. He stood, easily a foot taller than her, making no attempt to disguise the fact that he loved the sight of her voluptuous form in that snug little sundress. Maybe he had been a bit for discreet before, but now, he was brimming with confidence. Becky hated to admit that she loved that cocky hint of a grin on his face.

“Hey there, Mrs. C. Mind if I come in?” He spoke as if he had no idea what kind of effect he had on her, but he wasn’t fooling anyone. Read more »

More perks of being a Substitute [Mf] [blkmail]

As I walked down the hall to the class I would be subbing for I saw Samantha walking towards me, I gave her a little smile and told her good morning. I was still thinking about our encounter earlier in the week, I had been replaying in my head every day. “Good morning!” Her cheerful reply let me know it was going to be a great day, and I hoped that she would be in one of my classes.

I sat down at the teacher’s desk and looked through my roll sheets, but I did not see her name, “damn… oh well, it’s probably for the best.” I muttered to myself. I made it through several classes with little excitement, as far as I could tell Samantha had not told anyone about what had happened, so I had that going for me. Read more »

Story of US [MF][taking you home][First meeting][The beginning]

It was a month ago… You messaged with:

Hey, I’m home alone tonight. Any chance you wanna go on skype (audio only, don’t worry!) for a back and forth private session? :) Might cheer us both up! x

I responded with:
That is quite the invitation, but I don’t have a voice to chat with.

Your response:
Aw, well, I could just chat to you? I’m feeling sleepy so I promise I won’t be too rowdy for you :p

My response:
I am truly flattered by the invite, I am working and on a call where I am listening to boring people talk about nothing.

Yours:
Sure, I guess you don’t need another boring person talking about nothing then :) I’ll leave you be. I’ve recorded a lil 30 sec clip to say hello regardles.

And that’s when it happened. I heard your voice and was hooked. I wanted you then and I still want you now. Every day. All day. It’s all I think about. Read more »

The Shapeshifter [F] [T] [fantasy] [mast]

Inspired by a post in WritingPrompts

 

I couldn’t recognize my face in the mirror. It was like looking through smoke.

It wasn’t the mirror’s fault. It was old and dirty, like everything else in the shack. Dust like raindrops spattered the mirror’s surface and the silver underneath was turning black. But the glass was whole and there was plenty of light. It’s just that my face kept changing.

I stood in front of the mirror, naked. How long had I been standing there? Ten minutes? Ten hours?

Why couldn’t I remember my name?

Once again my hands traced their way from my crotch to my belly. They stroked between my breasts and settled on my face. And when I took my hands away, I was someone new

My fingers touched a sore spot on the back of my head. I flinched, but the scalp had closed up. My skull felt like it was whole again.

When I’d pulled myself out of that burning car, I didn’t look as good. I was at the bottom of a cliff, a hundred feet down from a mountain road and a busted guard rail. Read more »