Category: sexystories

Deepak introduces a British girl to mating. [mf] [bbc]

My name is Deepak. I’m the only African guy on the beaches of Goa. My friends and I like to explore the tourist scene here, if you know what I mean.

I set my eyes on one very curvy dark haired girl. She looks kind of a country girl type, from England.

Ask her help in picking up boxers in a shop she visits. Thank her help and offer her lunch in return.

We end up talking a lot. She says she’s 29 and her mother sets her up for these trips. She says she doesn’t really care for the sun, or partying. But she likes reading books.

I know her type: virgin.

I tell her that I understand where she’s coming from: ‘you’re way more shy than you should be. You are the best looking girl on this beach, and I see a lot of girls every day. I think your mother is trying to encourage you to acknowledge that.’

She doesn’t believe so I offer to do a test. She gets her bikini – never used before – on, and we head for the beach. I tell her that there isn’t one guy who isn’t attracted to her. Read more »

Sarah is enjoying herself watching the neighbors’s son in the shower, until… [MF] [MILF] [Voyeur] [bbw] [solo] [anal]

My name is Sarah Bennet. I’m the mother of a high school girl Debbie and I’ve just passed 40. My husband is gone. I kicked him out because I found out he was having an affair with his secretary. What an ass that guy. Our sex life had died before that revelation but still, we we’re married! And hey I tried everything in bed – I loved sucking his cock and his hot seed bursting in my mouth. I even bought a dildo for my anus to warm it up for him but he didn’t want anal sex! I on the other hand can’t get the thought of a man fucking my ass and feeling the cum drip from my dirty hole out of my head.

Yea, I was really experimental and free minded but he never took the effort to improve his game.

Nowadays… I’m alone with Debbie going to school every day and out with friends in the evening… I’m really lonely and needing a man. I want to be touched, I want…. I want sex. period. All I can think of nowadays is cock… I want it in my mouth, in my longing pussy – oh god – and yes, finally I want a man to take me hard, to fuck me anally. I’ve dreamed of a cock bursting in my ass for sooooo long. God I’m getting wet again… Read more »

[fM] Wild Roses pt. 3: Scabbard and Sword [fsub]

With a grunt, Willard squared his hips and thrust against Spring, and as the force of his motion hit her, she squealed with pleasure.

It had been a few weeks after the first time she offered himself to him he was willing to fuck her proper, and a few weeks still before he let her share his bed, but now, three months on, this was as much a part of the daily routine as training, meals and baths.

For an old man, he was still vigorous, and the nights when he took her on all fours, as he did tonight, had quickly become Spring’s favourite. Willard had learned this quickly enough, and tonight’s ride was her prize for a good training session. She had gotten in three solid heartstrikes, and hadn’t taken a single blow herself, a task that was easy enough when she put her mind to it, something that the new reward structure certainly helped with. Read more »

It’s been a while

“It’s been a long time.” His voice was warm and friendly, but the touch of nervousness was unmistakable even though it had been years since she had seen him. The hug lingered. Both basking in the memories that were clearly never forgotten or even dulled to time. In that instant it all came rushing back. The sparks, the electricity of the touch, even the smell as they held each other close brought back every erotic memory.

As he pulled her closer she let out a sound he recognized immediately. And when he heard her catch her breath he knew that he would not be able to control the lust and desire that had been building since that innocent message several days ago. His hands slid up to cup her face in his hands. And as their eyes locked he kissed her. Their lips already buzzing with the tingling that only accompanies a yearning and desire that is so strong it almost hurts. Read more »

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Sleepwalking Mother [Inc] [Str8] (via r/NaughtyFamilyDiary)

Mom has always been a sleepwalker. We’ve managed it over the years. But last night, she sleptwalk right into my room. I didn’t realize it until I felt a warm body press against me under the sheets. I sleep naked in the summer; mom wasn’t wearing any more.

“Mmm, hey there sexy hubby,” mom whispered in my ear, nuzzling her head in my shoulder and draping her thigh over mine. “I know our boy is back for the summer, but you know how he sleeps. No reason we can’t have some fun…” Mom licked around the outside of my ear, running a hand down my chest until it reached my naked cock.

I froze. Mom clearly had mistaken me for dad, and clearly was horny. I thought for moment about how awkward it would be when I told her, but realized it was better than her finding out later.

“Mom,” I whispered, turning my face towards hers. She brought her lips to mine and darted her tongue in my mouth.

“Oooh, another role play tonight hubby? You want to be our darling, studly son, fucking me in his father’s bed?” Mom asked, breaking the kiss. Her grip on my cock tightened as she mentioned me. Read more »

[MF][Str8][fantasy] Goddess of the Moon

A cool breeze woke me up.

My head was laying on something warm. And soft. Impossibly soft. I turned on my side and reached up to grab the indescribably soft pillow I lay on, and blinked in surprise.

“Sharla, he is awake.”

I looked up at my pillow and saw instead the most stunning pair of thighs I’d ever laid eyes on. And my head, apparently. And my hand. I looked at my hand, and retracted it instinctively. “Sorry, I-”

“Nonsense,” a soft, incredibly feminine voice said, and she gently grabbed my hand and led it back to her thigh. “Sharla,” she said, directing her voice across the room. “Bring our guest some moon nectar.”

“And would you like something as well, my Queen?” The voice I figured belonged to Sharla was more high pitched and younger sounding than the other, which sounded smooth and… experienced. Wise, almost, like it had been around awhile.
“I will have some tea,” that wise voice said simply, and I could hear the gentle footsteps of Sharla start away. They were a pitter-patter, suggesting she was barefoot. I couldn’t care to turn my head and look, though, because my focus was stolen by the face of the lap I lay on. Read more »

[fM] Wild Roses pt. 2: Training Days

With a grunt, Willard squared his hips and thrust against Spring, and as the force of his motion hit her, she squealed with pain.

“You got to keep your parry up, girl!” he admonished, stepping back and circling her. “Is this your first time holding a fucking sword?”

Turning around to follow him, she used her off hand to pull her short shaggy fringe of black hair out of her steel blue eyes. When the old sword struck again, she had her parry up, but he sailed right through and broadsided her with the dull training steel.

“Ayup”, he said, “that’ll leave a bruise.”

“Fuck you, old man.” Spring spat. “How am I supposed to parry a blow like that, if you put your whole weight behind it.” She circled, staying out of his immediate reach. “Your whole, _considerable_, weight.”

With a laugh, Willard lined up for another shot at her. This time, she managed to hook the pommel and deflect the blow.

“Like that!” he shouted triumphantly, as he bowled around for another blow, which handily took Spring’s legs from under her. Read more »

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[XP] Club Bunny [Str8] [exh]

The laserpop synths blared, sending the dense mass of sculpted flesh on the dance floor into a rumbling quiver, strobes and accent lights flashing off sweaty and hungry barely-covered and bare skin. Monas in heels and body paint grinding up against one another, soft clink of nipple ring against nipple ring inaudible over the din; manos rubbing their bulges against their eager dance partners; a chica thinking nobody notices her with her fingers up a cunt, another getting straight plowed in the swaying throng; the club was hopping, and one girl in particular.

Haru “Usagi” Tanaka. Ostensibly a farm girl come out by way of Neo Tokyo, now a media star and socialite, she was a sight to behold in the wild. Where other girls got sculpted to firm up their tits or pretty up their cunt, maybe get themselves iridescent eyes or neon hair, Haru was a different beast entirely. Soft black fur covered her for the full six and a half feet from head to toe, from leporine feet to puffbail tail to long, floppy ears sticking up through her long hair, save for her large, perky tits and flat, toned belly; a heart shaped patch of white fur above her sex and gold and emerald glinting at her navel she had showed up as nude as she was able to get, but not naked. Never naked. Read more »

[FM] Wild Roses pt. 1: Prologue

In the Great Forest, some time ago, there lived a man by the name of Gale. He was no brave or beautiful man, nor a man of high birth or stature, and in his own home he was crowded out by two younger brothers and two elder, so when he came of age, he wandered into the forest to make a home and house for himself. For a parting gift his father left him with a woodsman’s ax, and his mother a kiss on the brow, and a satchel of provisions on his shoulder and the clothes on his back were his only companions as he wandered the forest in search for a place to make his own.

After searching far and wide, Gale found a clearing in the forest, and in the clearing he found a meadow, and in the meadow he found a great field of roses, and in this field he built himself a cottage. For a new name he took the flower growing in great beds around his home, and called himself Gale Rose. Here he settled and lived, hunting in the forest, fishing in the streams, and every now and then making the perilous trek to a village on the edge of the forest to trade small wooden figurines of bears, elks and roses he carved in the evenings for steel and seeds. Read more »