It’s funny how a twinge of guilt keeps me from fucking in my marital bed. My lover, Troy and I stumbled to the guest bed room, where we’ve had sex before, falling onto the bed with a thud. I straddled Troy, smiling down at him, lost in his eyes of grey and amber. His firm hands lingered on my waist before inching down over my hips to cup my ass. His body was mine to explore. I roamed it with my fingers, lifting up his shirt to tongue his muscularly defined torso. It’s such a change of pace for me to be this aggressive as I’m submissive to my husband; I am his object to be touched and loved. But tonight, I prowled Troy’s body like a tiger savoring its prize from the hunt; languidly licking him with a tongue slowed by a humid night of drinking. A bulge appeared in his trousers and he sat up before standing me up with him. He unzipped my dress to tug it down past my knees, revealing the fact that I wasn’t wearing panties. I giggled as I unbuttoned his pants. He stepped out of them, and stripped off his shirt before we fell into each other’s arms again, getting lost in sloppy kisses. His hands rambled over my ass and I moaned in delight as he squeezed my cheeks apart.
Category: sexystories
A Chance pt. 3 [ff]
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Lizette kept glancing at the clock on the wall in homeroom. She was certain the second hand was slowing down. It felt like she had been in that uncomfortable chrome and plastic desk for at least a decade waiting for the bell to set her free.
She knew Kimmy better than anyone else. When the text came in the night before about meeting in the park, Lizette knew she was wavering. That was why Lizette kissed her before she could say anything. And it had worked—so far—but Lizette was still afraid that Kimmy would pull away before they could even get started.
Watching Kimmy break up with Tim over the phone had brought relief, even if it was hard to see her learn the truth the hard way. Nicole had told someone about her secret friend-with-benefits in the hall one day as Lizette passed. Then later on she saw Tim and Nicole shooting each other significant looks when they thought no one was paying attention. It wasn’t until he bragged about cheating on Kimmy, just to twist them knife, that Lizette had wanted to kill him.
Hot sun, Warm cum, and Cool sand – [MFm mast exh voy cum] [str8]
(Part II, maybe final maybe of 3-5. True story, mostly straight, very minor bi overtones. Includes a cumshot.)
We were all on the nude beach, warm in the sun and sprawled comfortably across the damp sand in the shade of the trees. Tess had just rolled over, still in the afterglow of the orgasm my hands had brought her to. When her soft hands enveloped my achingly hard cock I shuddered with pleasure and she laughed softly.
“Not so in control now, are you?”
“Careful Tess, if you finish him off too soon you won’t get what you really want” Geoff told her.
“And what do you really want?” I asked, voice quivering under her silky caress of my member.
“You to cum for me. A lot”
I moaned and leaned back as she slowly massaged my shaft, feeling ready to release all my sexual energies for her. For being almost strangers our sexual connection felt strong and intimate, like lovers who know how to elicit the strongest responses, to tease and deny and satisfy each other.
The Divorce is Done: Ladies’ Night Out [MFF]
It had been a hell of a way to celebrate a divorce, so far. Only 5 drinks in, and Sarah had already gotten Kate quite tipsy. Kate, at only 27, had just finalized her divorce – from a man who, among other things, had zero sexual appetite. A man as focused on his job as he was meant that satisfying her sky-high sex drive was going to be nearly impossible. Naturally, this left Kate perpetually unsatisfied, and after 3 long years, they had both decided to call it quits. It was a real shame: She was 5’3″, petite, brunette, and had a great figure that most men would kill to get in bed with. She sported perky C cups and a trim waist – not too flat, not too flab. Sarah, her best friend, stood slightly shorter, at 5’2″, with blonde hair. Despite a modest figure, weighing 120, she had huge DD breasts. Some of her friends had given her the playful nickname “Cans,” which she wasn’t always appreciative of. She had promised Kate a “night to remember” to commemorate the grand occasion – the kind of night where blood alcohol levels are high and inhibitions are low.
Hot sun, warm cum, and cool sand – [MFm] [mast] [exh] [str8]
(A mostly-true story, one or two things changed to make it read better. I’m bi, this was a straight encounter. Part 1)
It was a hot June afternoon. I was walking along the nude beach to meet Them, so nervous I wasn’t sure I would be able to get my cock hard. We met online, both of us cruising the want ads for sexy nude beach friends. We only spoke a little, and unsure what to expect my nerves were running away. I was electrified with anxiety and anticipation when I read his text a few minutes before –“hurry up, Tess is already naked lol”. My balls pulled up tightly despite the warm breeze caressing them as I left hurried footprints in the damp sand along the shore, passing one moaning couple in an intimate embrace and then another laying face-down in the sand. I wondered if they were Them, but looking at her lusciously large ass I knew it didn’t match the picture They had sent me. I kept walking until a voice called out my name.
They looked, well, normal. He was in his early 30’s, wearing only short running shorts and speaking in a slight Australian accent. She was American or Canadian, 27 or 28, and layed out fully nude before me, on her stomach.
Rachel and Roxanne, Ch3 [FF][MFF][spanking][chastity][oral][sm]
Dear Diary,
Well, today I learned about a practice I thought had died along with the middle ages, and a lot more about my own desires…
I was sitting at the bar in that cosy little place up on the top deck. A couple of guys had tried approaching me, but they didn’t do anything for me, so I politely turned them away, saying I was waiting for someone.
A woman sat down next to me, and gave me a brief nod. As she looked down the bar to see where the bartender was, I took a quick look at her. She was blonde, slim, very pretty, maybe late twenties, in a long black dress. I could tell that, like me, her tits were pert enough not to need a bra.
The bartender quickly noticed her. “What can I get you?”
The woman glanced at my drink. “That looks good,” she said, smiling at him, “I’ll have one of those.”
“Coming right up,” he said, and turned to prepare it.
She turned and smiled at me.
“That felt brave,” she said, “what did I just order?”
“Cosmopolitan,” I replied, smiling back.
Club Arcadia. [MF] [Exh][Voy]
A friend of mine thought this might fit here. So I hope she was not incorrect. First time posting over here.
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Amy sighed again as the line to the front entrance moved again, but only slightly. She had heard from her friends that this was the place to be if you wanted to have a good time. It was completely different than normal clubs, and they had run into multiple celebrities while hanging out here. She looked up to the bright neon pink sign that proudly stated that this was the place. Club Arcadia.
A touch on her wrist causes her to pull it in tight, looking around to who could have done it, when she sees her friend, Arielle. Amy smiles and hugs her, glad to see a familiar face in this sea of strangers, when the girl pulls her from the line that she had been waiting in for over an hour.
My Slutty Teen Slave [Mdom] [Fsub]
My Slutty Teen Slave
I’ve posted this story on other sites and received positive feedback, so I thought I’d share it here! Feel free to send me a PM to let me know what you think!
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When I was twenty, shortly after I broke off my year long relationship with a girl named Natalie, I started to search adult chat sites for female submissives. I talked with a few, but none of them were quite what I was looking for.
One night, as I sat on the couch in my apartment, I pulled out my laptop. Within minutes I found a possible submissive, who listed her name as Jess18. I sent her a quick hello, and she replied, seeming flirty.
“So, I heard you’re looking for someone who can hold you down and have their way with your helpless body? ;)”
It took her a minute to reply, but she said, “Ohhhh yes :) are you that guy?”
“Maybe. We’ll see ;)”
We chatted for about ten minutes. I learned that her name was Jessica and she was a high school student on their cheer squad.
[MF] At the movies with the ol’ ball and chain [free movie!] [under-the-cover public] [in memoriam?] [ministry of vice and virtue involved] [get out of jail card!]
This happened a bit more than 4 years ago. My late wife somehow scored free tickets to Mr. Popper’s Penguins; she was working for a radio-station conglomerate, and probably got it as part of a trade packet (the cinema company gets air time in exchange for a number of tickets).
Now, these tickets aren’t anything to sneeze at. They were for Premiere Class seating; for the equivalent of about USD50.00, you’re given a *full-size leather love-seat, complete with holders and privacy screens, feet of space between seats, and six seats in a fully-decked-out mini-theater*. You also had the rare option of either engaging the catering service or taking outside food in.. we chose the latter option, and you have *not* lived until you’ve brought in a full Chili’s food package into a theater.
We both knew the movie would suck balls (we didn’t have choice of movie, alas), but one reason why I married my wife was because she had her head screwed on the same way I did.. if you could bring in outside food, what’ll stop you from bringing in a blanket and some small pillows?
[mf] maid service
14 year old Johnny Walker was the one and only son of the business magnate Steven Walker. Their family, in all regards, was rich. They lived in a fancy mansion, drove expensive cars, and had maids to do all the house work. Unfortunately for Johnny, Mr Walker believed that boys and girls should not be schooled together; going to a co-ed school would only cause trouble. And so, Johnny went to an all boys boarding school, barred from any contact with girls. This left him very, very horny. For hours and hours every week, Johnny would spend his time locked in his room, rubbing his massive cock until he came. But his right hand would not satisfy his burning desire; he longed for something real. Little did he know that today would be the day.