NSFW story — Page 10199 of 11466 — collection of stories you shouldn't read at work

One [MF]

Dreaming of warmth
Wet
Soft and slick
Around me
Sucking

I start to awake from that soft dream state
In wonder
Her mouth is wrapped around my small flaccid penis

A hand gently caresses my inner thigh
A breeze or a breath.
A hand cups my balls.

A twitch…
Another
as blood start to engorge me
Still in her mouth, she feels it growing too
Sucking a bit stronger now.
Pulling life and energy into my hardening cock

It doesn’t fit in her mouth anymore.
She moves to glide her tongue down and back up
Gently running her lips just behind the head
That most sensitive of spots

I moan and a breath escapes me

Now her hand grips and slowly pumps
Up
Down
Again

Then nothing. I’m left in a numblike half awakeness

Until

A drip. A single drip on my shaft.
I wonder, but only for a moment, until I feel her wetness on me.
Her wet clit is gliding up and down my ever hardening cock
Warm. Slick.

Just as I can no longer take the thirst for more, she guides me in
Just the tip at first. A pause as our bodies adjust. Read more »

The Cocque de Soleil (MF) Part 1

Prelude

It was a hot summer’s night in the small town of Rye – the kind that causes the yearning young mind to wander with lustful desires, lubricated by the humid air and gentle cricket-chirps. It was on this night every year, for as far back as he could remember, that The Cocque de Soleil would pitch its bulging tent on the village green.

From a young age Sean had dreamt of the sensual riches the tent held, watching jealously from outside the titillating violet canvas as adults young and old gathered to marvel at the erotic spectacles it enshrouded. Once, at the age of 13, he had tried to sneak into the Cocque, but his readily apparent pre-pubescence meant he was easily caught and removed from the premise; a grunt of “over eighteens only” the only explanation offered to him. The collective moans and groans of an enraptured crowd captivated the heart and mind of the young Sean – the beginning of an itch with but one means of scratching.

This year, eighteen years of age, Sean would finally behold the mysteries of The Cocque de Soleil.

Chapter 1 – The Auditorium Read more »

My second time with Emily [FF]

For those of you that missed part one you can find it in my history. Enjoy! :) like my first story it’s all true.

The night Emily and I hooked up was Thursday before July 4th. Our office was closed that Friday so we didn’t see each other for 3 days and my friends and I rented a lake house for that weekend. The next morning I woke up in my bed feeling totally normal. I guess I thought after my first lesbian experience I would wake up and feel different. I didn’t know how to feel or what to feel but the taboo nature of what I did kept turning me on. I laid in bed the next morning and the thought of her would come into my bed. How soft her lips were, the smell of her hair, and finally how sweet her cum tasted. Before getting out of bed I quickly rubbed my clit for a quick orgasm.

The weekend quickly passed thoughts of Emily occurred often. I couldn’t get her out of mind and Sunday night I ended up sleeping with one of my friends friends in our lake house. The sex was good and having a penis in me again felt good and totally normal but as much as I tried to focus on him the only think I could think of was Emily’s beautiful pussy. Read more »

A Cumming Together – Chapter One [MF] [partial-BDSM]

6.00 AM

I can still taste her lipstick, smudged over my thumb sweet, acid, rancid taste floating inside the cab. It’s early by the looks of things, streets not busy, people shuffling and that tinge of twilight. On the way to the office got to stop by the apartment get redressed, this shirt covered in stains glittering with a battered shade of scarlet and brown. Sleeve torn, button MIA. The cab jerks to the corner, I move for the door gesturing a stuttered form of thank you, gracefully crossing the polyculturlistic gap of endearment. On to the curb, reaching back for the briefcase and with a quick tug I am outside and into the cold. I am waiting for the bourbon, lack of sleep, and those insolent lines of coke to fade. Where is the hollowness? I keep waiting … the elevator door opens and I begin to soar to the 14th floor in one of those lifts with the regional voices. I think she is Scottish, though maybe I am detecting a northern twang. It’s sexy with that authoritarian swagger, can’t say I like that, but, a few ideas trickle into my head of a plan to silence her. Read more »

[MF] How Cum Didn’t I Taste Her Earlier?

First, a little context. My drive is way (way) higher than my girlfriends.I’m ready to go on a moments notice, while it takes her a little more, and we’re working on it, but it’s another reason why this story is so hot for me personally.

My girlfriend is just really really fucking sexy. Short, dark hair, large breast, and an ass that fits right in the palm of my hand, how I like. We’re laying in bed, a normal night before she goes to work. She’s already ready for work and looks great, so I’m a little worked up, but I fight the urge.

She starts scrolling through her Snapchat and see’s someone posted videos of themselves at the strip club. After watching, we laugh and I get on top of her and say “I need to be cleansed!” She chuckles and says “How? By seeing my naked body?” Laying a few kisses, I respond with “Yes. I need to see those big beautiful boobs and you’re sexy ass.” Feeling my slight boner, “I bet you just have something down there because of the videos!” she says as she pushes me back. “No! It’s because of you. Those videos actually made me didn’t intrigue me at all.” I say. “Fine. Watch them again and show me.” she orders, opening the story up again. Read more »

Light My Fire [MF] [prostitution] [virgin] [ever so slightly Fdom maybe] [60s/70s vibe] [white male, black female, light raceplay]

Even three floors above the casino floor, Steven could still smell, still feel even, the smoke from hundreds of cigars, puffing their scent below. The musky odor seemed to cling to the walls and the carpet, to his clothes even. Hopefully, the present his dad had got him was a new suit that he could change into.

It was the night of Steven’s 18th birthday. Living on the outskirts of Las Vegas, his father decided to take him to the Strip, a place he had only barely experienced before now, unlike his father who seemed to go every weekend. He couldn’t legally gamble, or drink for that matter, but his dad assured him that they would “let it slide”. After all, no one was too careful about ID’s, and his father’s friend owned the casino. A night out on the town with the guys, however, quickly went south. Steven blew through several hundred dollars at blackjack, he nearly choked to death on one cigar puff, and the shot of whiskey he had sent him to the restroom almost immediately. After getting himself cleaned up, his dad handed him the key to their hotel room and told him to go get his “surprise gift”. He had no clue what it might be, and he half believed his father just sent up here due to embarrassment. Truth be told, even if the surprise was gag gift, Steven was likely to stay up in the room for the rest of the night. Read more »

Foggy MTB Ride [MFM Voyeur]

I was mountain biking alone on a foggy, midweek afternoon in the Oakland Hills and came across a Jeep Cherokee parked at a remote picnic area with the windows somewhat steamed up, but no so much that I couldn’t make the two bodies coupled in motion within..

I stopped, got off my bike and observed as this couple rocked each other and the Jeep. Un-surprisingly, I became very aroused and began working my aching shaft through my bike shorts, and that is when she saw me watching!

I could see them pause in their action, and talking together… A hand wiped away some of the condensation on the window and a moment later the back door opened and the woman inside said, ”Whatcha got going on over there?”

I laid my bike against the tree I was leaning on and came up to the car door. She was on all fours with her pendulous breasts and dark erect nipples billowing out of her brassier; he was behind her doggy style grinding his hips against her rump. My erection was seriously protruding out against the black spandex of my bike shorts, and a wet spot had formed from my oozing pre-cum. Read more »