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I had the best dream last night… I got to take off every piece of that suit. [MF] [Fdom]

I started by kissing you so passionately while I undid each tiny button on that vest. I let my tongue dance with yours as I slid your vest down off your massive shoulders, pressing my body firmly against yours so I could rake my nails up your muscled back and around to your chest. With a devilish smile and a quick kiss I undid your tie and used it to blindfold you, savoring every second of your grip tightening on my hips. My lips against your neck I mumbled to you to undo your cuffs, and my kisses followed my hands down your body as I undid your shirt. Any type of undershirt you may have had on was coming off fast; all I wanted was to have my mouth on your bare chest.

Goddddd I was so happy to finally be able to take off your belt. Belt, button, zipper, then dowwwwwn onto my knees as I took your pants to the floor. My nails dug into your ass hard enough to make you gasp a little, which only made me smile more as I traced the outline of your dick with kisses through your boxers. I moved my mouth up to kiss your hip bones, your breathing increased as I slid off your boxers and let your dick rest against the side of my face. I fucking love teasing you….I wanted you to beg for me. Read more »

While my father slept. [Fm] [Fdom, Msub]

My parents had been divorced since I was about ten. It was long and messy, but irrelevant. The important thing is that my father remarried during my senior year of High School. They had met online, and had dated about a year, which was quick. After I first met this woman, though I knew what had gone through my father’s head.

Natalie was several years younger than my father, and at 48 she looked stunning. Had she any kids, she would be the personification of a MILF. She dyed her hair a dark red, and kept it shoulder-length, which perfectly framed her face. Not that her face needed help drawing attention. She had the most beautiful milk-chocolate eyes. Great men had broken down locking with those eyes. That was if they made it past imagining her thick lips wrapped around their dicks. Read more »

I’m too young for sex :( pt. 23 [ff]

The weekend had been one of the best in my life, but then Monday morning brought me another pair of ruined panties. For the first time since my very first period, I was completely taken by surprise by its arrival. Usually I got crampy or moody just before it started, but I’d noticed nothing this time. Then I remembered the wonderful side-effect of having an IUD.

School that morning felt different. I had a girlfriend named Samantha Juliet Green and we had spent a wonderful weekend getting to know each other better. Joe liked her a lot, I could tell. He treated her almost like he treated his best friend Mark. Mom put her to work doing chores right along with me, which in a perverse way showed how much she liked her. Dad kept his distance until the topic of professional baseball came up. Then Dad and Sam had a lively chat about which teams were going to the playoffs in the fall.

After I hit my locker before lunch, I practically danced into the lunch room. When Sam caught sight of me, her eyes sparkled and she stood to hug me before we sat down. Some of the smirks around the table told me they knew all about us becoming intimate at this point, but I didn’t care as I dug into my sack lunch. Read more »

A Hospital Fantasy [FM][Anal]

I leave Ward 305, smiling at the nurse as he passes me. My boyfriend is in hospital, healing from the ass-kicking he got, so I figured I’d drive over and improve his mood. The best way to do this, obviously, is to wear a pale lavender coat over a thin, white blouse that does nothing to hide my nipples, and a red miniskirt, short enough to reveal the hint of my stocking tops. Of course, tall heels too. As soon as all the staff were gone, my coat was off and I was stroking his cock under the blankets, but we were interrupted by other visitors before we could get anywhere, and after fifteen frustrating minutes I decide to just call it quits and head home again. So, I leave the ward, passing the nurse, and trying to remember which way the exit is in all the confusing hallways.

I hold the coat tight around me, realizing I look kinda suspicious in these heels and with so much of my legs on display. I seem to remember coming up in an elevator, but I don’t see it anywhere and try some stairs, but they don’t seem to have any signage and when I get to the bottom, it’s like a basement area and all the signs point to weird-sounding places like ‘Clinical Radiography’ and ‘Applied Orthopractics’ Read more »

Pills, part 3 [MF]

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“Well, what do you want to do while we wait for this one to kick in?” I asked, sitting naked on the soiled sheets of our bed. Our exploits had filled the bedroom with an air of sex, but there was something different about it. The aroma didn’t carry the same musk as it once did; there was an alluring sweetness to it that made you want to relax and soak it in.

Ashley, wearing only her slutty black heels and belly button ring, stood next to my dresser. “I can think of a few things, sugar.” She said with a smirk and a wink, stepping slowly toward the bed. Her large, perked breasts hung under her chest as she leaned over me, raising one knee to the bedside. “I think its time for you to use that new big cock of yours.” She whispered as her swollen, glossy lips brushed mine. Read more »

The Good Doctor [M/F] [7M/F] [Fsub] [Trance]

Year of Our Lord 1857,

I have received a new client, a referral from a previously satisfied customer. One “Adela Caroline Harriett.” A fine name, a fine family. She was provided to me by her father, who has been grooming her to be a fitting bride to the recently widowed Lord Protector of Ireland, Archibold William Montgomerie.

She was skeptical when I first met her. They always are at the start of our sessions, but equally so do they always loosen up. She had fair skin, brown hair, hazel eyes, typical of aristocratic birth. Her clothes were not so fine nor impractical as can be seen in those who are doing well, but they should be suitable enough for a widower, especially one as unhappy as William.

So the question came to mind then, naggingly, as she sat upon my couch,

“What do you believe to be the problem then?”

“Whatever do you mean?” She said pointedly, clearly not here of her own volition.

I did not reply. I let the silence grow, looking down at my watch in my palm.

One… Two… Three… Read more »

Not how I expected it to happen [MF/f][bd][Fdom][huml]

For as long as I’ve known my wife, Clare, she’s had a bi-curious side. I always made it clear that I’m totally ok with anything she decides to do with another woman, on one condition: she’d need to tell me about it, in detail, afterwards.

Somehow, it never lead to anything. Sure, there were some parties where she’d kiss another woman, and we even went to a swinger’s club where some light petting occured, but never any full-on sapphic love.

Until yesterday evening that is.

For a few months now, we’ve been friends with a very sweet, innocent (or so I thought) younger woman, Kaitlyn. She’s about 12 years younger than we are, and still a student.

At the start it was completely platonic, but as time went by we started to fantasize about her. We didn’t think she’d ever be into that sort of thing, her being from a pretty strict religious background.

A while ago, she told us about some mistake she made at her internship, and I made fun of her for that. She was clearly not amused, but seemed to brush it off at the time.

So, fast forward to last night: Read more »

The Long Trail [MF] [Fdom]

Almost a year ago I broke up with my long-term girlfriend. If it is ok with you, I’d rather not mention her name because, well, I took some rather drastic measures to try and forget her. How drastic, you ask? Ok, after six months of self-indulgent misery I decided to go for a walk. A long walk… a very long walk. Six months ago I began a 12 month walk along the Appalachian Trail – 2190 miles across 14 States. At the time of this tale, I was roughly halfway finished after starting out in Maine and was roughly near Harrisburg, Pennsylvania (I think, anyway, there are very few signposts out in the wilderness.) During that time I became a different man. I’m 29 years old, medium height, fair complexion and most women would probably think that I was reasonably attractive. I say reasonably, because I’ve not always been that way these last few months. Sometimes I rock a ludicrous hillbilly beard because, well, on the long trail personal grooming is not the first order of business. Also, I often smell a bit – its honest and fresh BO of course, because washing and bathing is to be found only where you can find it. At those times when I can’t stand myself looking or smelling like a polecat I take myself into some small town and get a haircut and wash my clothes. Other times I mostly just strip off and jump into some beautiful and clean mountain stream when the weather is warm. If the mood takes me and the scenery is kind I may spend a few days letting my body recover from the endless tramping up and down the mountain tracks. Back home I own a small software company. You would never have heard of it, but it has made me more money than I can usefully spend. As a company director I had been living a soft life and, well, I used to be a tiny bit pudgy. No more though. A thousand hard miles behind me and an avoidance of all form of modern conveniences such as fast-food or motor vehicles, I have never been fitter. My body was as hard as a slab of concrete. Read more »

[MF] The Non-sexy thing that led to great Sex.

I walked in to the place that was very unfamiliar to me. It was recommended I go there in a semi-emergency. The small place was packed with guys, Spanish music in the background and everyone was welcoming. I saw the one woman there motioning for me to follow her. She knew exactly what I wanted. I sat down in a chair in the back, we exchanged pleasantries and her thick Spanish accented but fluent in English voice was already grabbing my attention. She hovered over me, she smelled like a candy she had obviously just finished eating. Her bright red lipstick matching her tongue. She has short hair which I never really get excited about on ladies, but I loved her style. Her skin is flawless and when she was just a few inches from my face I wanted to kiss her so bad. Her long thin fingers with bright purple fingernails were on my shoulders, on my collarbone, as she prepared me for what was next. When she concentrates her tongue peeks out just a little between her big juicy lips. Her small but curvy frame could not be hidden even in winter clothes. She smiled after everything she said. She sang Spanish ballads under her breath but, still in my ear. She whispered questions like “where are you from?” and I could barely answer because I was so taken with her. Every time she touched me her hands felt warm and gentle.
She was giving me a haircut!
From the very first encounter I admit I was hard as a rock for her. I had never had a woman cut my hair and I never realized how much a woman can make something like that sexy. Even in a old beat down barbershop full of guys. Every two weeks it was the same thing but it got more and more intense. Now she would place one of her legs in between mine and lean into me. Now she would open her top a couple buttons so I could see. Now she puts her finger on my lips when she gets in close to redirect my head. In a way someone would grab someone to kiss them forcefully. Me allowing her to use the straight razor to shave me has her so close to me that any move her face would touch mine. I’ve seen her cut others and it’s NEVER like that. After about ,6 months of haircuts, she one day puts her hand on my face and I stared in her eyes deep and tilted my head to her. She kissed me on the cheek but very sensually. When she put her leg between mine I let my inner thigh graze her so she can feel what she does to me. After the haircut she told me to come meet her after closing.
That night she told me she can’t be like that in front of everyone and that we better stop Because she didn’t want people in her job to look at her like that. Within minutes though she said she wanted to kiss me after all this time and admitted she was trying to turn me on during our appointments. We started kissing heavy and even with the shop door wide open we went at it like in the movies. Knocking things over, she pushed me on the chair held me down by the chest and kissed me deeply while straddling me. Eventually she closed the door and pulled me back in a laundry area and started undoing my belt and pants. She slid one hand up my shirt and her fingers touched my lips the same way she always did during the cuts. I was so hard I sprung out of my pants and she didn’t suck me at first, but she just kissed and licked and moaned at the feeling of me against her lips. She took me deep just once before starting to pull me into her mouth. She pulled me on the floor and laid me flat, stood up and took off her pants and rode me while talking to me in Spanish. Holding me by my chest with one hand and using her other hand to guide my hand to where she wanted them. Ultimately, she leaned back and put her hands on the floor beside my legs and gave me a great view of me entering her. She snapped her head back forward to look at me with the pre-orgasm face and she absolutely buckled on top of me from the orgasm as she let out a nice bunch of heavy breaths and quivers. Even without additional stroking, the very sight of that made me cum hard. She and I have been seeing each other exclusively for two years.