Worst Roommate Part 4 [MF, oral, MFF, oral/sex]

** *I’m still getting used to writing these longer stories. And, well, erotic stories in general. Feel free to PM me comments, suggestions, or feedback in general. Thanks.* **

Recap from Part 3: Mike ended up going to Elise’s place to help her move some things with her roommate. Turns out her roommate wasn’t around and the only thing she wanted was for him to fuck her before finishing on her.

Although the last romp with Elise concluded on a story cliffhanger, we ended up going separate ways after she rubbed my cum into her body. I was ready to go again, but Elise said her roommate would be home soon enough and it was probably best if she showered and I left before that happened. She walked me to the front door naked and after a quick make out session, she sent me off.

Business and Pleasure [Str8]

Fourth day of the conference. Presentations ended in early afternoon, and now it’s time for a pool party at our resort. Barbecue, beer, and a chance to mingle with men and women from all over the country. I put on my swimsuit and head for the elevator down to the pool.

As I approach the elevator, there’s a girl standing there waiting, her back to me. Long, curly brown hair hanging down past her neck. Her round, light brown butt in her yellow bikini bottom.

I walk up next to you and take a glance your way. Our eyes meet. I have some butterflies, but I hold eye contact and smile. You give me a warm smile in return, and your brown eyes twinkle as they look into mine. Getting such a receptive reaction, I feel a subtle shift in blood flow. I say “Hey.” I’m not sure how it came out, but you give me a soft, breathy “Hey” in return, widen your smile, and blink. Now I’m definitely getting the beginnings of a hard-on.

Café [MF][oral, nc,]

Every day starts off the same for me. I wake up board and hard. I roll out of bed to make my way to the shower, passing my wife, I reach out for a grope, which usually ends with a dirty look. After my morning rituals and a quick kiss goodbye I head off to work. The next stop is the corporate café. Here I can get my morning coffee and oatmeal before the day begins. I am sure I can save a few bucks by bringing them from home, but I like to joke around with the café manager.

Linda is not what I would normally hit on, or even look at, when it comes to women. She is shorter, has the typical mid-thirties mom belly and a flat ass. I can’t even say that she has an above average face, because she doesn’t. I guess the only thing that does make me enjoy the morning comradery is her personality and possibly her bigger chest.

The Practice 4 (Hannah 4) [FF, FFM, fsub, huml, mdom, oral, reluc]

Hannah stretched luxuriously and wrapped her arms around Emily, cupping her breast and snuggling in close.

They were falling into a routine on Dr. Wilcox’s island. Hannah and Emily woke up in their treehouse with the first light of the false dawn and made love in what had become their usual fashion. Hannah kissed Emily deeply, and slowly slid her fingers in and out of the blonde’s pussy until Emily came. Hannah was always thrilled to feel her friend’s body writhe against her and throb on her fingers. Then Emily slid beneath the sheet and buried her face between Hannah’s legs, dancing around with her tongue until Hannah couldn’t take any more teasing and begged for release. Emily finally relented and dove onto Hannah’s clit with abandon, and Hannah screamed out in pleasure.

Emily’s curly blonde head emerged, her face glistening from Hannah’s pussy, and the two kissed and cuddled. Hannah had never expected to have a relationship like this… had never even known that such a thing existed. What was Emily to her? What would she be when they left the island?

“How long have we been here, anyway?” Hannah asked as she played with Emily’s hair.

The ocean tentacle [f-self, octopus]

*First story, any feedback would be appreciated, thanks!*

Katie loved the beach, she loved the waves, she loved the sun but most of all she loved to swim. Even from a young age she always wanted to be a lifeguard, and thanks to her parents taking her to swim lessons almost every Saturday for years she had achieved that goal and more. Any given weekend at the beach she would easily be the strongest swimmer, often teasing other guys who assumed they could beat her until they raced her to the buoys roping off the beach area. Eventually many people in the area knew her and never bothered her much during a typical weekend, which she preferred. She would often come to the beach at around dusk just so that a majority of the tourists would be gone for the night so she could simply float and bask in the quiet waters by herself.

Even now at around 8pm as the sun was setting there was still the odd groupings of teens and families who had spent the entire day there, sat in the sand or at the edge of the water. Placing her towel down in the sand next her her bag she ignored them and pretended they weren’t there. Reaching up to the strap of her blue one piece she adjusted it and stomped towards the water already slightly upset that she would have to deal with other people.

Cabin in the Woods Ch. 02 [mfff]

Zack awoke to a warm, wet mouth clamped around his cock the next morning. He groaned, feeling the tongue of the mystery girl swirl around his cockhead.

“Chloe?” Zack guessed, his forehead throbbing with a hangover from the sex filled night before.

“Nope, Samantha.” He opened his eyes to see the head of a bespectacled brunette spinning around him.

“Oh.” Zack closed his eyes and recollapsed on the bed, the events of the past twelve hours swirling around in his head. He’d driven to the cabin with his best friend Ashley, his cock-hardening crush Chloe, and Samantha, the nerdy brunette currently bobbing her head on his dick. He’d seen Chloe naked, fingering herself to the thought of him. Heck, he had seen all three of them in the nude, and stuck his cock in them one hole or another at the card game turned orgy the previous night. The last thing he remembered was crawling into bed with Ashley in his arms, her soft auburn hair splayed around his cheeks as she whispered into his ear.

[MMF][reluc][voy][exhibitionism] Filled Up at the Gas Station…

So…I just happened to wake up from one of those really smutty sex dreams. I liked it so much that I decided to write it down. I know sexy stories that aren’t very descriptive-language/intro/foreplay-heavy often are considered “worse”, but…

I guess I liked it that way, or it wouldn’t still be on my mind :)

PS: This isn’t gonna be everyone’s taste. I myself don’t USUALLY like reading this type of stuff. But.. I was in a strange mood, I guess.

So here it goes.

It was just me and my U-haul truck – starting a new chapter of my life, I had taken the risk of moving across the country as a young, single female in her 20’s, completely alone. 4 hours ago, I had just woken up from my latest nap, refreshed for another day of dull, monotonous driving. I had spent the previous night taking short naps and driving in pitch-darkness, with only the headlights to guide my way down the never-ending black tar strip and through little one-mile towns.

But today, the truck was running on empty.

I spotted some tiny, glittering silver traffic signs of yet another small town.

LOT’S OF CUMMING AND GOING IN THE DRESSING ROOM [FM,]

She quickly turned around, glad to escape the hot man in front of her. It had been a month since they had last bumped into each other. She figured he would have called by now. Fuck him and all of his flirty shit. She was glad she had lost his card.

She grabbed some clothes and headed to the dressing room. She heard a noise. As she went to pull the curtain back, her hand stopped. She felt his presence. She smelled his delicious cologne. He pulled back the curtain of her dressing room and paused. She was standing there in a sexy black and red lacy bustier with black stockings clipped to her garter. She was still wearing her four inch heels. He put his hand on her skin and sighed with desire. He moved around her body like he’d explored it for years. His smooth lips tasted her neck, kissing gently. She breathed in his ear, “Bite me”. When he opened his mouth and put his teeth on her neck, he had to cover her mouth to stop her from screaming in ecstasy. She was trembling. Her neck was one of her erogenous zones. She could feel her pussy juice starting to drip from her cunt hair, making the inside of her thighs slippery. She smelled her juices—making her wetter.

Bar maid [str8]

My eyes settled over you, sitting there watching everything, seeing nothing. The low light of the club flicked through the hairs of your beard, the long slow curls dancing with every angle explored. I sat there watching your strong hands grasping the glass in front of you, the slow motions of your arms as your mouth recklessly drank from the edge the dark, sweet liquor disappearing into the abyss. My mouth was dry and yet I felt moist, alive. The room was warm, the slow melodic singing seeping through my daydream, bringing me back to reality.

 

Service was slow, tips even slower. The crowd a harmonized buzz, the only waver in my glace was when my eyes would rest on you. Why were you here? A steady drink can be enjoyed at home, where the light is your own. I pushed you to the back of my mind your strong hands, your dark eyes and strong nose. I was done for the night my shift came to a close and I began on my way home.