Your Onlyfans Contest part 3 of 3 [MF]

Suddenly the messages explode. Your faceless internet horde of fans have spoken, they demand you sit on my cock.
“Sit on it?” You ask coquettishly, still licking my cock between questions. “No doggy?” “Missionary?” “How about Reverse cowgirl?”
You’ve struck a chord, at the mere mention of reverse cowgirl, your fans demand that I watch your beautiful ass rise up and down on my cock.
You suck my cock a little bit more, just to get a little bit of spit on it. Although you know that you are definitely wet enough for me to slide right in.
The camera is on the headboard, so it’s almost my POV- As you turn around and back up onto my lap, I squeeze your cheeks, and hold on to your hips as you guide yourself down. You are holding my cock against your pussy, leaning forward so the camera has the best view while moving your hips up and down, rubbing your pussy along the shaft.
This feels really nice, and there’s no reason to rush things. You slide up and down, teasingly let the head barely inside and then right back out as you slide your hips back down. You do this for long enough for me to be grabbing your hips, trying to change angle to get inside you. You’re loving teasing me, but you’ve had enough, this teasing has gone on long enough.
You put my cock in the perfect position and then you sit down on a hard. You take me all the way inside you.
I’m holding on to your hips as you ride me. Grinding against me, you can feel your clit rubbing down my shaft and against my balls as our two bodies mash together. I glide my hands around back and hover over your cheeks to feel you bounce against my hands on every bounce. I like the way you’re cheeks clap together as you grind down on my cock. Your fans want me to slap your ass.
“Yes” you moan. I piston my right hand up and bring it down with an opened palm right square in the middle of your right cheek, sending a shock through your system. You let out a yelp, and then you can feel the warmth and slight sting on the cheek. “Again” you say “Do it agai-” BAM, other cheek. You feel the warmth on both cheeks now.
I pull myself up to a sitting position, moving closer to the edge of the bed. My feet are on the floor so that I have some leverage and can push myself into you, giving you more to grind against. I’m cupping your breasts and squeezing your nipples as your ass bounces up and down in my lap. With one hand I reach down and play with your clit while you ride on my cock.
The audience is clamoring again. They want doggy style. They can’t wait to see you on all fours, getting pounded from behind. You are too excited about this to do a cute comment to the crowd, you hop off my cock and grab my hand to move me. You jump onto the bed and look back at me, smiling excitedly. You arch your back, showing me, inviting me. I ease in behind you and start rubbing my cock along your pussy going upwards, teasing up along your asshole, just a little. I rub the shaft along your pussy downwards, teasing your clit, also just a little. It’s so wet and inviting, I can’t help myself and I’m inside you again. I’m holding you by the hips and pulling you back into me. Slamming you with my cock, you let out these little gasp/moans on every thrust. I pound you like this until you feel yourself lose it, you haven’t ever cum like this, it just feels like a warmth that keeps flowing and flowing from your pussy. When you come back to yourself, your arms failed and you’re just head-first into the mattress with your ass in the air still being pounded by me. I grab you under the shoulders and pull you up to me. My arms around you, holding your breasts. Pounding you still from this angle, and you can feel my cock hitting your g-spot. I reach one of my hands down and start playing with your clit.
You are close again, you asked the audience if they want to watch you cum. The response is an obvious yes. All you feel is the pleasure of my fingers on your clit and my cock pulsing inside of you. All of your senses are being taken up by me, I’m inside you, around you and my fingers are hitting all the right notes and you cum hard and loud, screaming and grinding against my cock, my fingers, my body.
A few exquisite moments later, you come back to yourself and find that you are a puddle on the mattress, and you have realized something: You want me to cum. You pull yourself off my cock and drop down in front of me. You know just what you want. You gag on my cock as far as you can, you want to make me cum with your throat, but you want me to cum on your face. Need it. I let you know when I’m close and you pull me out of your mouth and jerk me off into your face. Eyes wide opened and smiling, you take every drop of my cum all over your face.
Alternative ending:
A few exquisite moments later, you come back to yourself and find that you are a puddle on the mattress, and you have realized something: You want me to cum. You tell me you want my cum inside you, want to feel me fill you up. This sends me over the edge and I tell you so. YES, you scream and slam your pussy down on my cock. You feel me pump and know that it’s all inside you.

An innocent massage for my former college athlete sister in law. Part 2 – 36M

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Paranoia was taking over. I had just fucked my wife’s sister, and now they’re alone together at home while I’m on the road.

Would Kristine tell Nat what happened? Should I tell her?

Natalie was going to kill me. My marriage was definitely over. Every time I spoke to Natalie on the phone she was short and it was killing me. The guilt was eating me alive.

Three days and two sleepless nights had painfully and slowly drudged by, and now I was standing, frozen at the door about to greet my wife. I was trying to compose myself so the guilt wouldn’t be so obvious on my face. Then the door opened.

“Why are you just standing out here? Are you ok?”

(FM) Older man I met at the psych ward.

I don’t think this is all that wild, but it’s probably the most wild thing I’ve done in my otherwise pretty mild life and for whatever reason, it’s been on my mind lately. For visual reference, I’m short, healthy weight but a little thick through the butt/hips/thighs, c cup breasts, long blonde hair and green eyes. I was 22 when this happened.

Through mishap, bad luck, and some seriously poor judgement, I once found myself on a luxurious one-week vacation at my local psych ward. If you’ve never been, the unique environment tends to foster a sense of immediate intimacy amongst the residents. By the end of day one, I felt I was friends for life with most of the other women staying there. By day two, I started to feel bad for one of the few male residents on the ward because no one spoke to him. That was J.

In our defense, J seemed intimidating at a distance. He had a shaved head, goatee and walked around with a mean-looking expression. But when I got the courage to introduce myself, that hard exterior melted away and he seemed immediately relieved to have someone to talk to. He was a 32 year old, 5’7”, averagely built Italian guy. He quickly revealed himself to be a warm, friendly person who loved to be entertaining and make people laugh with endless stories of the wild shit he did during manic episodes.

Knowing you will go too far with her out of pure desire…never thinking you would go this far and love it!![FM][fantasy]

The phone rings, I slowly walk over to see who it is. My heart leaps as I fumble to pick up the phone. My mind battles between thought of this unexpected call. Do I answer it if let it go to voice mail? I tell myself to stay calm because she hasn’t called in over a month. Thoughts race through my head of the last time she did. It took me two days to physically recover and almost a week before my mind cleared. I brace myself, “Hello?”
“Hello…not the kind of greeting I was expecting. So how is my guy doing today?”
“I’m good, really good. How are you?” Even I hear the trembling of my voice.
“You sure you good? You sound exhausted. How would you like a nice relaxing night out with me?”
“Define relaxing? The last night out we had was anything but relaxing. I’m still trying to figure out fantasy from reality.”
“Brian I remember that night well and as I recall you embraced everything we did. Do you trust me.”
Their was the question that always drew me in and left me weak and vulnerable to her. She knew exactly when to play that card each and every time. My interest and desire took over. “What time should I be ready.”
I literally could hear her smile.

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My boss was a cuckold (he watches us) Part 3 [Str8] [MF] [cuck] [mild humiliation] [voyeurism]

[This a repost of a story I put up several months ago. It was removed as Reddit thought is was spam.]

This is a true story. I changed the names of all and many details to further disguise the identities of those in this story. The dialogues are to the best of my memory. It has been more than 45 years since this happened so I hope you will cut me some slack.

To recap: For several months I had been serving as the bull to a hot wife/cuckold couple. The cuckold was my boss Derek, his hot wife was Janet. Our practice, initially, was that I would fuck her Friday nights after their monthly cookouts in their marital bed while Derek slept in a guest bedroom at the other end of the second story hallway.

Janet: mid-30s, 5′ 6″, brown eyes, maybe 130 lbs, short light brown hair dyed blonde. Janet had an athletic build.

Derek: mid-30s, about 150 lbs, 5′ 8″, blue eyes with blonde wavy hair.

I was 25 years old, 5′ 11″, 235 lbs. blue eyes, brown hair. I was working in Derek’s office, assigned for one year.

(f) (bi) Had a quickie with my brother’s Best friend

Throwaway because my family and friendsfollow me on my main handle. Both my brother and I had moved in back to our parents’ house since the beginning of this pandemic and have been living under the same roof since then. I wasn’t been able to see men or have sex on a regular basis as I used to do before (I am a single mother). So all this happened partly because I was horny and partly because this guy was willing.

So his friend of my brother, whom I have known for years, came over to work on some assignment or something and they were in their room. A while later when I went to the kitchen I saw him sitting in the room all alone and when I inquired he said my brother had to go out for some reasons. So I invited him to my room because I was bored as well and had nothing to do. In my room, we chatted about routine stuff, college life and other details. While talking, I noticed him stealing glances of my tits. I wore a tank top and showed a bit of my cleavage, m not on purpose though.

Pickup Man

[35F]

So a couple years ago I had *just* gotten divorced after a marriage with a very boring and pretty infrequent sex life. I was feeling good and I looked great.

Anyway I had been hooking up with this 21 year old who was pretty tall – I think 6’3. I’m 5’4. One night on like a Tuesday he picked me up with his truck around 11 to go to his place. It was a good 20 minute drive and I noticed the road was pretty dead. For some reason I decided to straddle him. I just hitched up my dress and started nuzzling his neck. I was surprised when I sat on him to realize he was already hard so I decided to take his cock out. He had to slow down once he was in me.

His breathing got fast and he was like…please slow down. I sat still and just squeezed like I was doing kegels. He moaned “sorry” after about 2 minutes of that & came in me.

DJ, play “Pickup Man” by Joe Diffie for your girl.

*EDIT: comments only plz…no chats/DMs about this post*

An innocent massage for my former college athlete sister in law. 36M

Apologies in advance as this is waaaay longer than I expected. This started as non-fiction and ended in a bit of fantasy. Thanks for reading!

I’ve always had a bit of a crush on my wife’s (Natalie) younger sister (Kristine). She lives out of state, but when she comes into town it’s always a treat. Not just because she’s attractive, she’s genuinely fun to be around. My wife and her are both naturally beautiful, but in their own ways. So much so, that you’d probably never guess they were sisters at all. My wife is about 5′ 4″ with naturally blonde hair down to the middle of her back, a slim and delicate figure, with looks similar to Emma Stone. Her sister on the other hand is about 5′ 6″ with long auburn hair and all of the classic beauty of Audrey Hepburn, mixed with all of the voluptuousness of Scarlett Johansson. She was a former college volleyball player and I can still remember those skimpy little volleyball shorts that just barely reached the bottoms of her ass cheeks. You can tell by the way she carries herself she was a tomboy as a child, and keeps her body in a perpetually athletic shape. She has a scar above her right eye that splits her brow 60/40, so when she gives you a certain look, she seems fierce and sexy all at the same time.

Serving my former daddy [MF] [rimming] [fellatio] [deep throat] [licking cum]

Letting go of you is hard
But I know I need to

I will keep some memories in a box inside my busy brain
And the ever expanding fantasy of meeting face to face in a town without consequences

In this place, there is no Daddy, no work colleagues, no pretense or artifice.

It’s you and I. Our desire, our lust, our pain, our baggage. Let’s just fuck.

I want to move between dominance and submission with you, a tango of sex.

I will pin you up against the wall, naked, arms and legs spread wide. I hold your arms as I softly kiss your face, your mouth, your ears, your neck. I’m fully clothed and the soft silky dress is smooth and cool against you.

I move down your body and kiss and lick every beautiful inch of you. I worship you. And you love to be worshipped. It’s agonisingly slow and deliberate, and your cock is growing bigger and harder.

Turn around.

Your back is a work of art. I know I can be rougher. I bite and squeeze and rake my nails over you, leaving tracks of pink warm skin.

I (M39) fucked a Arab Muslim girl (f25) who I matched with on tinder

Working for a hotel chain has its perks for sure. Since I had gotten divorced at the age of 34 (39 at the time of me writing this) it’s been easy access for bringing my one night stands. I can pretty much get a room anytime I desire and that’s where I do most of my fucking. I often used tinder or other dating apps and found girls who were pretty much just DTF (down to fuck). After a few years on tinder I had a pretty nice list of girls to fuck. Not to brag but I have a pretty good sized dick. 8.5 inches. Not only that but I know what I’m doing so after I have sex with girls they usually are always willing to come back for more.