Category: sexystories

A Future Lawyer [MF] [Inc]

“Vr-Vr-Vrrrrrrrrr” the engine of my parents’ old boat kicked to life.

“Oh good,” my mother looked up from her book and out of the wide windows that overlooked the lake. “It sounds like Dad got the boat running.” She set her book down on the table next to her overstuffed chair. “Go get ready. We’ll probably head out soon.” Mom stood up from the chair, walked to the sliding glass door and stepped onto the patio. “How much longer, hon’?” she yelled down to my father.

“Probably 20 minutes?” Dad yelled back up.

“20 minutes.” Mom repeated, returning to the cool air of the house. She walked past me on the couch and down the hall to their bedroom.

I set aside my own book and headed down to the basement. I walked into my sister and my shared bedroom. I pulled closed the curtain that covered to floor-to-ceiling windows that faced out of the room and into the trees surrounding our house. It was probably 300 feet or so down to the waterfront, and even though the trees blocked any view you might have from the water, I still felt better closing them. Read more »

My Step-Father’s Baby(Part One) [str8, Mf, preg]

I knew what he wanted when he showed up at my door. It had only been six months since I moved out of their house, but that doesn't keep him from coming around. My mother thinks I'm a whore, maybe I am, after all, I am fucking her husband. She doesn't know that; she assumes I was sleeping around and got pregnant. That's not the case. I have only slept with one man, the only man I love. I can't help myself. My father was never around, but Allen was. He has always been there for me, and I feel protected when I'm with him. That's all any woman wants right? Before you judge, it started out very innocence. Just a kiss before bed, or a hug that might have lasted a bit longer than it should have. You might call me a victim or a whore…I'm not a victim, but I might be a whore…his whore. I saw where he wasn't satisfied, and I jumped in to please him. Read more »

[M/F] Erotic sexts I sent to a girl I’m seeing Pt. III (Forced)

The ride home was a whirlwind of emotions. Your breath heavy, your chest heaving with each lungful of air. You sit at a stop light, feeling the wet puddle being created between your thighs and reach down and touch it with your fingertips, lightly, reaffirming to yourself that what happened was real. Your mind races as you realize this dress is probably ruined. Your pussy throbs. My cum mixed deep inside you. The hard cock slamming into your tight hole. The red ring around your neck…a loud beep breaks your thought as the light sits green. You blush and step on the gas, distracting your mind until you're home. You park on the curb outside your place and sit for a few minutes. You didn't think you’d ever be the type to be used like this but you can't stop thinking about it. Subconsciously, your hand traces over your neck and cleavage before settling on your inner thigh. A passing cars headlights snap you back to reality as you chastise yourself for almost masturbating in public. You clear your throat, grab your items and walk to your door. You fumble for your keys before finally unlocking the door. Stepping into your dark living room, you breathe a sigh of relief being home as you reach for the light switch. Read more »

Naturist experience combats my insecurities [F]

A week ago, I had never had a naturist experience. I don’t have any strong feelings either way about naturism. I haven’t actively avoided it, but then nor have I particularly sort it out. It’s just never been part of my world. A couple of years ago, some curious part of me watched a handful of fly on the wall documentaries about the lifestyle on Channel 4 but that’s where my contact with it had pretty much started and stopped.

Hubbie and I booked a fortnight in the South of France, camping on a beachside resort. He’s been trying to encourage me for years to sunbathe topless, but my anxiety about my physical appearance has always stopped me. Playing with me, he joked about the naturist resort next door and how this would be a holiday where we could strip off entirely if we wanted to frolick in the Mediteranean sea. I scoffed at his joke, knowing I was not the sort to expose my body to the world, not with just how badly my diet had been going (8 years after starting it I weighed more than when I started). Don’t get me wrong, I’m not awful to look at. I’m tall, and an hour glass with great tits and shapely bum – but my tummy is squishier than I’d like, and my thighs… I could write for hours about my thighs. Read more »

Does it hurt? [Mf]

It's cold, she finds herself thinking as she stands in the snow, she looks down and sees that it's up to her ankles and her toes are tingling, but she dare not move as behind her holding her in place is a man that she knows will punish her for it.

She feels his hands running down and over her sides his grip firm but caring, he slides his hands down to her waist and then around to her backside, he pulls his hand back and then releases a slap on to her right ass cheek."Does it hurt" he asks his voice a low pitched growl as she can hear the enjoyment he is getting out of seeing her naked in the snow, "It does" she replies "But in a good way".

The man lets out a short puff of breath as he slaps her ass again and again, leaving a red hand print in place, he then moves to her other cheek and begins to do the same slapping it over and over again, with each slap she lets out a yelp and then a soft moan as she can feel herself becoming more and more aroused. Read more »

I couldn’t resist when I saw you.. (M/F)

I slip behind you, wrapping my arms around your waist, kissing the back of you neck, soft little kisses up your neck and a soft slow pucker of you ear. I felt you shimmer and lean forward, you sweet little ass pushing against my groin, feeling me against you, growing. I slide my hand over you breasts, holding one on my hand, rubbing you nipple in circles over you shirt. turns into me, and kisses my lips passionately, as i place my hands on you cheeks, moving you forward to the bed behind you, forcing you back onto the bed. i lift your skirt up a bit and kiss my way up your thighs, then back down as i slip you panties down past you ankles, dropping it to the floor as i start to kiss my way back up your thighs, stopping for a second and kissing you pussy with a peck of my lips. my hands slide up your legs, feeling you soft smooth skin and and hips, lifting you skirt up past you tummy, exposing yourself completely to me, i hear you laugh a bit nervously as you hand slides through my hair as i slide my tongue into you pussy, slide up and down, feeling my tongue push you lips apart, hearing you moan softly and whisper baby you dont need to do this as i move my tongue up and down enjoying the taste of you. i humm hmmmhmmmm in a deep low vibrating humm and you arch your head back in silent agreement. i slide my tongue up to you clit, teasing it gently with the tip of my tongue, moving it side to side then flicking the tip of my tongue back and forth over it as i slide my finger in you, slipping in pefectly as you gets wetter, sliding my finger back and forth in and out of you pussy, slow deep strokes as i wrap my lips around you clit sucking in ever so gently and playing you clit with my tongue, i slide my other hand up under you shirt, grabbing you breast in my free hand, taking you nipple in between my thumb and forefinger, gently playing with them as they harden in my hand. moving both of my hands to you hips, i lower my mouth a bit and start to move my tongue in slow circles on the edge of you pussy, before slipping it in, curving my tongue up trying to reach you gspot. you moans softly and lifts you hips a bit and i rise with you, moving my tongue up and down inside of you, loving every bit of you.. you whisper again louder 'baby, you don't have to do this' and with that I push my tongue deeper, lifting my hands to you, holding your arms down letting you know you is not going to let you go. I slip my tongue back out and start to move it up and down between you clit and pussy, long slow strokes moving my tongue side to side as I go up, then down then back up again, taking my time, listening to you as you let out a soft moan, lifting your legs, and arching your back as you feels my tongue playing with you. You hips rise and lower as you feelsthe energy flow through you body. I wrap my lips around you clit again and play with you, tossing it back forth gently side to side up and down, the tip of my tongue circiling it as I hear you breath heaver, whimper and shudder as you gets closer and closer as I hummmmm again with pleasure loving listening to you get closer with each stroke of my tongue, each flick of you clit. I feel you arms starting to fight back but i hold them down as you hips start to move up and down, you head leaning far back then forward, your eyes clenched whispering yes yes yes please please dont stop over and over. feeling you so close, I slow down a bit and let your clit loose, and slowly slide my tongue back and forth in slow, wide strokes hoping to draw you out, I want to hold off, make you need it and when you go it all cums out. I let go of you hands as i slide my hands under you shirt taking you breasts in my hands, squeezing them firmly. as I you starts to breath hard short bursts of breath then lets out a long loud slow moan as i feel your body quiver as i slide my tongue back into you hot wet pussy, and i feel you body tighten and you moans yes dont stop please please please dont stop and I flick my tongue up and down in you, slowly loving listening to you as you start to cum, feeling you body contort and tighten as the orgasm overtakes you before you collapses back, letting go of and moaning loudly, letting out long breaths, as it starts to come down.. I stop. gently kiss you soaking pussy and let go of you and slowly kiss my way up you, leaning as I rise over you, looking down at you eyes, smiling back at me.

[mf] College Crush, on the professor’s desk.

Her class had just let out and I usually mulled around in the hallway, trying to look inconspicuous while I waited to catch a glimpse of her leaving her classroom. I waited and while I watched many heads walk past, I didn’t see her bright blond. I paced for a moment, wondering if I had missed seeing her. She probably wasn’t here today, but it couldn’t hurt to peek into the classroom to double check.

She was sitting in a desk, chewing on a pen and reading a piece of paper. I stared at her, taking in her beautiful form while she didn’t know I was looking. After a moment, she put down the paper. Spotting me in the doorway, she curled her fingers up and down in an abbreviated form of a wave and her feminine tones rang across the room, “Can I help you?”

My heart thumped in my chest and my mind blanked as I panicked about what to say back.

She tilted her head and said, “I can’t help but notice that you were staring at me. Do you need help with something? I don’t recognize you from class.”

“Um, you’re taking this class.” Read more »

Rainy Afternoon (M/F)

The rain pitter pattered on my roof, and the clouds hung low. It was chilly, so I made a fire and wrapped myself in a blanket, the perfect day for a nap. I lay there, listening to the crackles, flickers and pops of the fire. My eyes felt heavy, the warmth of the blanket, the fire making me sleepy. I heard a small tap on my bedroom door, but thought it was the rain and closed my eyes again and curled up tight under the blanket. Again, the soft tap tap tap at my door. I considered the rain for a moment, as thunder rumbled through the house. I opened my eyes just a bit, and there you are. Smiling, leaning against the door frame, your hair slightly a mess, your dress smattered with rain, you were shivering a bit. “Care for some company? I’m dying for a nap, too” “Absolutely’ My heart skipped for a moment as I stared at you, so beautiful. You smiled and sauntered over to my bed, ‘Ill need to get out of these wet clothes’ and you slipped your dress off leaving nothing but your bra and panties and slipped in to bed with me. I opened up the blanket, and you slid against me, your back on my chest and I wrapped my arms and the blanket around you, pulling you tight and snug against me, trying hard not to let you feel my cock rising just a bit. You wiggled and squirmed just a bit, shivering and shaking off the cool day. I kissed your shoulder and your neck and loved the feel of you against me. Your body cool, mine warm and I nuzzled my face over your shoulder, next your cheek. You sighed a long happy sigh and wiggled your sweet ass into my groin a bit. ‘So much better’ you whispered’ and the warmth came back over us, the rain on roof, the crackle from the fire and we fell asleep snuggled tight. I woke sometime later, and kissed your shoulder, you still asleep. I smiled, and just looked at you for a moment, loving how amazing you look. I kissed your shoulder and you wiggled a bit, still sleeping. I had one arm wrapped under you, holding your breast in my hand as you held that arm. My other arm over you, wrapped around your waist. I started to slowly, ever so gently slide the tips of my fingers over your tummy, feeling how soft you feel. My hand slowly moving down, not quite wanting to wake you. I moved my hand down to your leg, slowly feeling your thigh as I started to hold your breast a bit firmer. I pulled you tight and snug against me, and moved my hand to the top of your panties, moving side to side… still you were asleep. I moved a little further down, to the edge of your pussy, taking my time. I stopped for a moment, looked at your eyes, closed, your breath still constant. I moved down to your pussy, slowly moving my fingers up and down, then right to the edge, moving in little circles but not further, then up a bit to your clit. Then.. you sighed a soft little moan and I felt you shutter just a bit. I smiled and kissed your ear and you squeezed the arm I was holding. With your other arm, you slipped your panties down a bit, keeping your eyes closed as you went. I kissed your neck and slipped my fingers in your pussy, moving in and out in slow soft gentle strokes, and you moaned again but not letting your eyes open. I couldnt hold off anymore and my cock, half hard against your ass, became fully erect, and you smiled, knowing, and moved your ass against my cock, making me throb just a bit. I slid my fingers in deeper, letting my thumb brush up against your clit, rubbing and teasing it with each stroke, and finally you admitted you were awake, opening your eyes and moving your mouth to meet mine, kissing each other as you opened your legs a bit, sliding over.. I love your kisses, the passion, the desire and want in them. You slide my boxers open and started to stroke my cock and I let out a soft moan in kiss (shush!) and felt you smile a bit. You moaned and buried your face in my chest ‘oh God, that feels great’ and moaned again, my fingers moving just a bit faster, hitting your gspot, feeling you getting wetter, my cock hard I let out a moan, loving the way you teased and stroked my cock. Read more »

The Stranger Sir [mmf] [bd] [Fsub] [Mdom] [reluc]

My sir has brought me to a hotel room. It's just the two of us… for now. As soon as the door clicks shut, he blindfolds me. I tense. I wasn't ready. But I trust him. He orders me to stand still. I do. He starts stripping me clothes off. He's been gentle, tender. It feels good to have his hands gently caressing my body, gliding over my bare skin. A soft gentle stroke along the small of my back. The kind that he knows gives me goose bumps and makes me weak in the knees. My lips search for his and he allows me to kiss him. I moan gently, leaning into him as he keeps strumming this one sensual spot. He chuckles, probably knowing just how tightly he has his slut wound around his finger. I lean into him, wanting to feel more, wanting his warmth, wanting his touch, wanting his permission. He leans down and whispers in my ear, "Are you my good little slut?"

Yes, Sir.

"And do you want to please your sir tonight?"

I nod. He gives a warning grunt. "Yes, Sir."

"Good slut" Read more »

The Train [F][M]

The train She hates the train to work, it is always so full in the morning and all the seats are taken by the time it reaches her station, as the train pulls into the station, she lets out a sigh and pushes her way in, yet again, it is full of a mixture of people of people going to work and school to older people heading to the shops.

She is able to find a spot to stand just by the door, as the door is about to close a man quickly runs in and grabs the bar right above her head to keep himself stable as the doors close and the train leaves the station, she can feel how close he is but she can't turn to see who is standing behind her.

As the train rumbles on she can feel her backside pressing into the man’s crotch and as the train goes down the tracks and bumps she can feel her backside rubbing up against his member making him pant and get harder, she thinks to herself "I should move, I should get out the way" but there is nowhere for her to move to. Read more »