Category: sexystories

Classroom Hate-Fuck [MF]

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It was the unlikeliest of matches.

Josh was what many called thought the hardest-working nerd at school. Star of the physics department, he easily aced tests and many suspected his admission to Berkeley for a PhD to be a foregone conclusion. His test scores even gained him a nickname among the many students that he was generous enough to help after class hours: Mr. 100. He was 5'11", brown-haired, and well-shaven, sporting thin-rimmed glasses. It was clear he spent some time working out and taking care of his body, but his studies had often shifted his priorities away from physical improvement.

Amanda was the dream of just about everyone in the male-dominated physics department. She was half-white, half-Asian. She loved talking to all of the boys before and after class. Unlike many of her peers, she rarely studied for long hours and often doodled during class rather than take notes. She never gave off an aura of trying. She was simply good at the classes she took. Not "Josh good," but quite good nonetheless. She stood at 5'3", had black hair, and was distinctly petite: She weighed only 105, sporting B cups. Read more »

The Box [MF][cuckquean][bdsm]

Mia ran her hands over the smooth paneling on the front of the box. Each piece had been sanded to be almost impossibly smooth, then painted a black so dark it seemed to absorb all light in the room. The patterns carved into the box were intricate, all delicate leaves and woodsy milieus, a peaceful public face for something that could be anything but.

There were no visible seams but a large brass latch secured in the middle of one section made it clear that there was more to this box than first appeared. Mia knew this all too well. She let her fingers fall to the heavy brass lock which secured the latch and kept everything in place.

She could still remember the day that they had found the latch, beaten and forgotten, on some old trunk in an antique shop. She could remember the way it had caught her eye, and how insistent he had been that she buy it. At the time, she had no idea what it would ever be used for. It was a dingy, beaten up old trunk with an interesting, albeit half-demolished lock. Read more »

Island Vacation pt6 [mf][ff][oral][exh][anal]

Click on my name for previous parts of this story.

The knock on the door seemed to break the drowsy spell we'd all been under. Vicky sat up and stretched, her breasts rising high as she raised her arms and drew my fingers like magic to tickle her peaks. She tossed my long t-shirt over my head with a laugh so I took the hint and put it on.

Robby grunted in the other bed as he sat up to reach for his shorts. He seemed to notice Camden was standing up to pull on a pair of his boxer-briefs and smacked her on the ass with the back of his hand.

"Hey!" Camden danced away with a grin.

"Don't wash those before you give them back to me," Robby said as he pulled over his t-shirt.

"Perv," she smirked.

"I gotta have something to remember you by until you transfer down this fall."

She stopped cold and gave him a searching stare. Her mouth opened as her eyebrows drew together, but then her warm chuckle stopped her frown. "I never said I was gonna do that."

"You should, though. Weather's much better in Houston." Read more »

Online Dating [mF][Str8]

Online dating was weird, and he had dated a lot of weird chicks. Like seriously a lot…

There was the chick with the sock puppet. Thats right, an honest to god sock puppet. The date had started out pretty well, they had laughed, they had joked and he was pretty sure he was going to get laid when she had invited him back to her house for "coffee". Then sometime between making out and the bedroom, just when things were headed in the right direction, out came the fucking sock puppet. She even did an insane little voice when she made it talk. What was worse than trying to get him to kiss it was when she had tried to make it give him a blow job. Though he supposed that given that it was a sock puppet it would actually be a hand job, but the point was that it was weird. He had beat a hasty retreat and she had seemed confused and angry that he hadn't called her back for a second date… Read more »

At The Movies [MF]

I am way more into you than I am this cheesy horror movie. Fortunately, we're in the nice captain's chairs with the armrests that fold up, so we can get cozy. You're leaning into me and I have an arm around you, holding you close. Just having my hand on the soft skin of your arm is starting to turn me on a little. Feeling playful, I bend down and start to nibble on your ear. You bite your lip and give my thigh a squeeze in appreciation. I know you've always wanted to play in the theater. We have a little bit of space around us, sitting in the back of the dark theater. You glance around, and then give me a look that lets me know: It's on. Read more »

[MF] [inc] Mother’s Love

The bell rang, signalling the end of 3rd period. "I can't survive 2 more periods" Frankie groaned, as he packed up his chemistry binder. As he walked down through the packed hallways to his locker, he contemplated the idea of skipping the last 2 periods of the day. Chemistry had left Frankie hopelessly frustrated sexually, as his teacher was wearing a tight fitting blouse and skirt. Normally this would have been okay, but for whatever reason the classroom was extra cold and Ms Rae's firm nipples were poking through her shirt. I have to go home and do something about this frustration, Frankie thought. So he decided to play hooky.

What Frankie didn't realize was that his mother Rachel was also coming home. Rachel, being a single mother, hasn't had any sexual interactions since Frankie was born. So her pleasure was often found in the form of toys and masturbation. However, due to her work hours and Frankie's schedule, she rarely ever had the time to play with herself. To alleviate this, Rachel would come home during her lunch break for the sole purpose of fucking herself with a long purple dildo. Today was one of those days. Read more »

The MILF who pimped me out [m/F]

I had just graduated from college and was days away from homelessness when my best friend, Jackson asked his mom if I could temporarily move into their four bedroom house with the two of them. She said yes. Thank God for Mrs. Murphy.

Mrs. Murphy is a total MILF. A petite blonde divorcee, she’s a young looking mom, having had Jackson when she was eighteen. With glittering blue eyes, tennis toned legs and great tits, she’s a bundle energy. Her body makes jaws drop and she proudly exhibits it running errands in skimpy tennis skirts.

One afternoon, Mrs. Murphy was lounging out by the pool in a pink bathing suit looking perfect like a spoiled housewife. I’d just waken up from a night out. I poured myself some coffee then watched Mrs. Murphy from the kitchen window as she got onto all fours to straighten her beach towel before lying down on her back. Her ass cheeks peeked from the bikini bottoms. Not having been laid in weeks, I wanted to spread her cheeks apart and slide in my dick. My dick twitched in my shorts and I waited for my dick to go down before joining her outside. Read more »

The Seraglio – Part 1 [FM, exh, fantasy]

Firelight is the best light for drama.

It accentuates everything. Sweat glimmers and gleams, curves are softened and smoothed and eyes are shadowed and soft. Shadows are deep and threatening.

The firelight seemed to dance in time to the rapid beat of the drums and flutes that filled the air. A high, lilting, pulsing beat that danced between curls of incense smoke and through the silken hangings that hid the booths that circled the sandy ring.

In those shadowed recesses sensuous forms lounged at their ease. Here a suggestion of long, slender leg and there the deep curve of a generous bosom. Gems and jewels glittered on delicate fingers and lay against soft skin of every hue. Never a detail, never more than a hint of their true beauty made it through the silken screens,

The treasures of the seraglio were not for the eyes of those who had not earned the vision of their beauty.

The young man had been teased by the promise of it for hours now and as he walked along the hall the sounds of laughter and low voices intertwining with the music from ahead drew him onwards. He pushed aside silken hangings, his nostrils filling with the scent of incense as up ahead he saw his destination. A circle of sand lit by hanging lanterns and surrounded by shadowed, curtained booths. Read more »

Jennie’s New Pet [MMF] [Fdom] [Bi]

The blanket that Jennie had laid out for me was soft but thin and small, so I could feel the hard floor through it and I couldn’t really stretch out without moving off of it. The living room was dim, with only light from around the closed blinds. I was naked except for the collar that was starting to scratch my neck, and I could feel the cool air on my body. Despite these small discomforts, I was incredibly happy whenever I thought of my owner Jennie, and I thought about her the entire time I waited for her to return.

Jennie was the most beautiful woman I had ever known, and maybe even the most beautiful woman I could imagine. She was cute, pretty, and amazing, with a lovely face and a gorgeous body. Wherever she was, her energy filled the room and energized everyone around her. Her smile could a little frightening, but seeing her smile was still so very wonderful.

I thought about how I kissed her boots before she left with her friends Tom and Taylor. I remembered the smell of the leather and the feel of them on my lips and tongue. I remembered the joy of cumming under her command, the pleasure of serving her and licking her boots clean, and the salty taste of my cum. Read more »

The day we first met [M/F]

This was a story I wrote for a very special lady that I lost contact with. If you're out there and read this, you were an amazing muse.

The day finally has come for us to meet, you're eagerly awaiting at the airport terminal, butterflies in your stomach, your pussy quivering in anticipation. You try so hard to keep your hands off yourself so you don't draw attention to your womanly cravings. After what seems like an eternity you look up and see me walking out of the gate, looking around with a smile on my face, your heart flutters and you practically bound into my arms, I wrap you in a warm embrace and our lips brush lightly. A shiver goes down your spine, you want my seed right now you whisper, I smile and kiss you deeply and you go weak in the knees.

We walk to your car, holding hands, making small talk, stopping to kiss a little more passionately when we reach your car. The car ride seems to last for eternity, as you notice a massive bulge in my pants as I shift in my seat. You sigh longingly, and I lean over and kiss your cheek. You're more beautiful in person, I whisper. You push me away playfully, saying you need to pay attention to the road and we both giggle. Read more »