All stories written by me are either a fantasy of mine or have happened to me in real life.
Awaiting His Arrival
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All stories written by me are either a fantasy of mine or have happened to me in real life.
Awaiting His Arrival
All stories written by me are either a fantasy of mine or have happened to me in real life.
Awaiting His Arrival
She woke up bound. Vague memories of the night before slushed around her brain. The bar, a man, some great fucking sex. She definitely didn’t let him tie her up, though. That shit was reserved for, like, the tenth date. The walls in front of her were solid concrete, gray and stained. The floor was the same. She could feel the circulation of air, almost infuriating pleasant, on her cunt. Legs wrenched apart by rope, knees aching from kneeling on the hard floor, her back arched as he arms were bent, hands pulled up bound behind her. Her heartbeat thumped hard i chest, leaving a lump in her throat,
“Help! Somebody!”
Footsteps. Heavy and measured. Her head was yanked back, his hand grasping her hair solidly. Their eyes meet, but she had recognized him instantly.
“Good morning, pet,” he tapped her cheek, smirking.
“Ted, she remembered. The man from the night before. “What the fuck. W-why, Ted. We, I thought we had a good time. ”
“You don’t call me Ted anymore. I’ll let this one go, but from now on you can stick to sir. Sir or…. Master. ” He smiled. “I like that one. Master. ”
I’m the assistant manager at a video game store. Since I’m a woman and pretty attractive, I tend to get either hit on a lot or some of the nerdier customers get their tongue tied trying to talk to me. The latter happened to be the case last Monday. It was a Monday like any other, or so it began; slow boring, a lot of eye-rolling.
A young, scrawny, nerdy looking dude with long hair walked in. He browsed for a while before approaching the counter.
“D- Do you have D- Destiny 2?” He asked cautiously. He wouldn’t make eye contact with me.
“If it’s not on the shelf, it might be in the back. We just got a shipment in and I’m short staffed so I haven’t been able to put them out yet,” I replied. “Jesse, watch the store, would you?” I asked my only associate who was busy reading a comic book. He nodded, but didn’t look up. I rolled my eyes and scoffed. I stepped into the back and thought to myself, “I would rather be at home rubbing one out. Maybe I should just quit and be a porn star. I’d probably get paid more too…that nerdy guy out there is pretty cute. I wonder if he’s a virgin. He seemed pretty nervous. I’ve never taken anyone’s virginity before, I wonder what it would be like…” I knelt down in front of one of the boxes that had just come off the truck and I realized how wet my pussy was…
### General Disclaimer ###
I don’t own Star Wars. George did and then he sold it to Mickey. I wasn’t involved in any of that. I have no rights at all to any Star Wars intellectual property. This story is either legal under parody laws or it violates Mickey’s IP and if that’s the case I have a message for Mickey: I don’t have money so suing me won’t do any good.
The following story is filled with graphic descriptions of sex. It is pornography. If you don’t want to read that or it is illegal for you to read porn in your jurisdiction then I’d suggest you stop reading now.
Virtually every single character in this story is a highly attractive bisexual with a high libido and no inhibitions to speak of and a willingness to hop into bed with just about anyone because it’s porn that’s the way porn is.
This has only happened in the past month so it’s still fresh in my mind but one of my biggest fantasies came true with my girlfriend and it was amazing.
Let’s start it off with my biggest fetish being creampies. I love them. I can’t get enough of watching them in porn. So it’s something I’ve always wanted to do with my girlfriend.
This one particular day we were both incredibly horny and were sexting each other all day at work. At one point I almost took her to the girls bathroom upstairs and fucked her right then and there. As part of the sexting I kept saying how badly I wanted to flood her pussy with my cum for her to feel and she kept replying back with “my pussy craves for your cum so badly”.
Cut to her bedroom late night after work. We’re both ready to rip each other’s clothes off, which we did immediately. We have sex with condoms all the time because she’s not on the pill. One of our foreplay things is for either me to slowly insert my bare cock into her in missionary or for her to slowly lower herself down onto my bare cock in cowgirl. And then we fuck with nothing between us until I’m ready to explode and then I pull out and put a condom on. It feels so good to have her wet pussy sliding up and down my skin.
I apologize for the super long post. Lots of backstory here so if you want to jump straight to the action just jump down to “EndBackstory”.
I’m a programmer in an R&D department. About 3 years ago I got sent out of town on business. I was being sent out to Denver for 2 weeks to assist an user in the field with a program that I had developed. I mentioned my upcoming trip to a FWB of mine, we’ll call him David, while we were discussing summer plans. He was a teacher, so he had the summer off and was looking for vacation ideas. I half-jokingly told him that if he was interested in going to Denver, he was more than welcome to join me on my trip. He said that he actually had never been to Denver and that he didn’t have anyone to travel with so it was tempting. I mentioned that he would be welcome to share a room with me and that, because my work paid for lodging, it would save him quite a lot of money. That was enough to push him over the edge and he decided he’d come with me. He’d have the days to do whatever he wanted while I worked and we’d both have the nights to explore and have fun. I was thankful for the company and having a nice cock to come back to every night didn’t hurt either.
We had so much in common. We were both Army spouses. Both stay-at-home parents to little kids while working additional jobs from home. Both fairly new to the same little town with no family support or good friends nearby. And… both her husband and my wife were deployed overseas. I won’t explain how I first came to knock on her door that summer day, but I was completely unprepared for what was on the other side. She looked remarkably like [Holly Michaels](https://images7.alphacoders.com/629/629588.jpg) (SWF but striking). Same gorgeous face with the just biggest, most stunning brown eyes I’ve ever seen. Same full breasts. Same beautiful big ass. [NSFW](http://images.passionhdfan.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/passion-hd-holly-michaels-in-deep-cleaning11-1200×800.jpg) [NSFW](http://images.passionhdfan.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/passion-hd-holly-michaels-in-deep-cleaning3-1200×800.jpg) In fact, lets just call her Holly. I was attracted to her immediately, but stayed completely professional as she invited me in to talk. We soon discovered all that we had in common and chatted for a long time about army spouse lifestyle stuff. The subject of childcare came up and we lamented how tough it can be when you have little kids and absolutely no support system. As I was leaving, she offered to baby sit any time I needed. Maybe a bit dubious coming from a stranger, but we’d been talking for half an hour by then and had gotten to know each other a bit. Both of us being decently educated and well dressed, her house being well furnished and tidy, and the great conversation had all instilled a bit of faith that we were both good, normal people.
(Sexy time starts at the *** if you want to skip the backstory)
I met her at the end of my senior year of college. She was the most amazing girl I had ever met, and I couldn’t believe my luck that she had just appeared in my life. When we met, we started talking almost immediately, all day every day. The connection we shared was amazing from the start, and while we’ve only know each other a few months, it feels like it’s been years. We started officially dating a month or so ago and things have been amazing so far.
I should start this story with a few descriptions. My Girlfriend, Karen, is around 5’7″, beautiful dark brown hair, soft lips and amazing green eyes you could lose yourself in. She has amazing C cup tits, pierced nipples, and a curvy body that leaves jaws on the floor wherever she goes. I’m Hank, short brown hair and light brown eyes. I would say im on the bigger side, Karen would call it a dad bod but honestly I think it’s just fat.
I open my eyes to a metallic clang coming from the kitchen, and I immediately sense your absence. My left arm still bears the signs of your cuddling with me through the night, and I smile as I recall the event of the prior evening. I let out a low sigh as I stretch before exiting the bedroom, curious to discover what new culinary adventure we’ll be exploring today. After a brief stop in the bathroom, I round the corner and catch my first glimpse of your lithe form. You’re silhouetted in the morning sun cascading through the kitchen windows. I can’t help but pause and take in your beautiful and your absurd attire. Your back is to me and you’re standing on your toes, with one hand leaning against the counter, and reaching into the upper cabinet. The apron is flowing lightly around you, tied in the back, and the only other stitch of clothing is a pair of pale pink panties.
Smiling, I walk up behind you silently and, placing one arm around your waist, press my lips into the soft flesh of your neck just below your right ear.
“Can I help you with something?”