Not a threeway [MFF][bd][voy]

First timer, help me pop my cherry. Constructive comments appreciated. Horny lustful pm’s even better.

I’m excited. Not crazy excited but we don’t get out much so any social interaction is wonderful. Our friend Gwen is coming into town and is staying the night. My perverted self is swimming in dirty thoughts but reality slaps me into a strait consciousness.

My wife, Bea, is happy to have her here and our kids are about the same age so they play wonderfully. Small talk is made and the past is caught up upon. The news of the night is her recent breakup and how she has been dealing with it. Nights crying and other nights partying. Not a particularly good combination but life sucks sometimes.

She recently hooked up with a friend for a one night stand and admitted it was really fun but is a little worried about the consequences. Not a big deal in my opinion but I’m open minded. I asked if she was safe about it and she responded positively which covers my only concern. I obviously want to hear every detail but think I may be pushing the conversation. This is where my wife saves the day. She asks what they did! My mind does a cartwheel.

Revenge Is A (Naked Cumsoaked) B*tch, Part 3 [Mf] [blkmail] [huml] [reluc]

Despite saying she’d visit Bryce, Summer didn’t show up at the office the next day. Evan smirked at his desk, listening to all his coworkers lament the fact that they didn’t get to see their “lunchtime sunshine.” Ugh. Their worship of Summer made him kind of nauseous but at the same time, it gave him an odd sense of pleasure because the girl they bowed down to bowed down to him.

With his footage of her dirty bachelorette night fling, Evan had Summer literally on her knees. He could tell her to do anything — maybe kneel under his desk and deep-throat his cock while he pretended to work. Or maybe sit on his lap and let him play with her pussy while he continued his online search of where to go on vacation.

Evan could do whatever the fuck he wanted to Summer.

But before that, he needed her to at least show up to the fucking office.

“Wait a goddamned second,” Evan muttered to himself, realizing his own sheer idiocy.

He had just blackmailed his boss into keeping him on the payroll. He had just blackmailed Summer yesterday into jerking him off topless. Why the fuck did he still think he needed to play by any sort of rules?

The wet dream I had of my neighbor, and what I learned from it [MF] [voy] [mast] [oral] [anal]

Let me preface this by describing the main characters in my dream.

I am 21 years old, and I live in an apartment building about twenty minutes from New York City. I have light skin, brown eyes, and auburn hair that shags down to my shoulders. I wear it nicely. If you saw me, you wouldn’t think the hair looked out of place. I don’t have muscles, or flab, but I am light-weight, though my build is kind of stocky. I don’t have the biggest penis, and I am completely okay with that. It’s five inches when erect, and it has a thick girth.

My neighbor is one year younger than me. Let’s call her Candice. She lives in the apartment across the hall from mine. She has light skin, green eyes, and long black hair. Her body is slim, has a bit of flab, but it fits well on her. Candice is slightly curvy. Her hips suggest an hourglass figure, her thighs are smooth, and trace up to her butt, which is beautifully round and toned. Her breasts are also beautifully rounded, and big. Instantly noticeable.

I’m too young for sex :( pt. 19 [fM]

Mom grounded me all weekend. Apparently my penalty kick to Dan’s balls almost cost him the left one. When she told me, I busted out laughing and that got me two more days.

So Joe and I spent four days stalking around each other. I was sore as hell after my virgin conversion and he was so hard up I bet he went through a whole bottle of hand lotion before Sunday.

I was glad to get back to school on Monday until I found out that Lydia Jenkins had set her sights on the apparently available Mark. The worst part was that Lydia, unlike Sophie, was actually nice and very funny. I was in choir with her and she was the easygoing leader of the Alto section. In an unexpected moment of solidarity, I realized both Sophie and I spent lunch glaring at Lydia while she made Mark laugh until milk shot out of his nose.

I couldn’t actually complain. He was my *secret* boyfriend after all. We hadn’t so much as glanced at each other at school for weeks to keep it a secret. And despite my confidence that he truly cared about me, in my heart I knew that there was no way we could work out long term. But that didn’t mean I had to be happy about it.

The greatest day ever [Fm] [bdsm] [oral] [Fdom]

Eponine and I have a nice dinner together, holding hands on our walk home, flirting and smiling at each other. Enjoying each others company. Eponine whispers into my ear, “when we get upstairs, you are mine. Do as I say and this will be the best night of your life. I will love you like you’ve never been loved before.” Eponine my dear, of course you will get anything you want. Always.

I lie back on the bed. I know my dearest enjoys licking, and loves riding my face. She knows I adore going down on her, maybe even more than she enjoys orgasming. We are both so eager to get started. She removes her panties and sits on my face, covering me with her long skirt. We both know the skirt will come off quickly, lest I suffocate, but the idea of her covering me, focusing entirely on her pleasure is so appealing. She won’t worry about me under there in any way. She just needs to enjoy.

A Chance pt. 9 [ff]

The ancient compact car gave a worrying rattle as Lizette drove it into the school parking lot. Kimmy hadn’t said a word since they left Coach Karen’s house. The parking lot was still mostly empty because they were earlier than normal. Lizette found a spot close to the school and parked.

“You ready for this?” Lizette asked.

Kimmy had been through hell for the last four days and it showed. The bruises on her face had faded to a mottled purple and the swelling had gone down around her left eye. The stitches were visible where the nurse had shaved her eyebrow around the wound. Instead of hiding her body in long sleeves and jeans, Kimmy had picked out one of Lizette’s sundresses to wear. It left the crusty stripes on her shoulders, arms, and legs visible for everyone to see.

“Yes,” Kimmy sighed and looked over at Lizette. “Kiss me.”

Lizette gave a half-grin and leaned over to give Kimmy a sweet kiss. Their first out in public, Lizette considered with a sigh.

“Thank you,” Kimmy said as she cupped Lizette’s chin. “For everything.”

“What are friends for?” she asked with a shrug.

That One Time In Vegas (MFM) (Threesome) (Hotwife)

This Story Always Gets Me Going.

This is a story about how I made an innocent bedroom fantasy into a reality in Las Vegas.

My wife and I have been married now for 5 years. We are in our early 30s. She’s sexy 5’6 with double dd’s and an ass that literally swallows up her thongs/g-strings.

Anyways so we went to Las Vegas 2 years ago to celebrate her birthday. We have both expressed fantasies and scenarios about having a 3rd person join in but never thought it would actually happen.

On our 2nd night we went to this club called XS. She wore a super short black dress that would hike up when she sat down or crossed her legs. The dress also had these flimsy straps that barely kept her tits in place but nonetheless she looked smoking hot that night

We were drinking quite a bit while we got ready so that we didn’t have to spend a ton of money on drinks at the club. I was feeling bold and frisky so I dared my wife not to wear anything under her dress.

That Awkward Question (STR) (M/F) (IR)

“You are going to have to push Mrs. Oakley,” the Doctor said, peering up from behind his mask between Farrah’s spread legs, “On three, okay?”

The moment had finally come and Farrah was so nervous she wanted to vomit right then and there. Her husband, Jeremey, was right beside her, holding her hand like had promised, encouraging her as he had promised, waiting for his newborn son to come into this world.

“One.”

Farrah felt so dizzied she might pass out. It was finally happening. All these long months of waiting, of worrying, had come to this.

“Two.”

She was about to be a mother. Something she had only dreamed of, but all the fear was welling inside of her making her want to burst.

“Three.”

Farrah’s body wretched and contorted as the baby began to come from inside of her. She could see the doctor slowly cradling a new life as the pain threshold far passed what she could withstand and she squeezed Jeremy’s hand so hard she heard tiny cracks as bones in his finger broke.