Sexy hookup with moms best [F]riend

This happend a couple years back. My moms best friend is this sexy cuban woman. Shes about 5″8 super curly long hair decent ass, with a big natural rack on her. Shes married and always came over for wine nights at my moms house.

So one night i decide to head over to my moms house to chill out and lets call her sarah for a name is there. Shes looking great as always wearing a long summer dress with these huge boobs showing out.

Sarah gets to talking to me asking me all these details of my life. And my mom says she has to go run to the store. So sarah and i are hanging out. I keep glancing at her huge tits. She catches me. Long story short she tells me her husband has been cheating. She knows but hasnt said anything to him. I ask why. She says because its been 28 years since ive had another cock im going to get the asshole back.

Daphne wants to go for a swim [fmf][fmmmm]

Sitting by her hotel room window in San Francisco and looking out across the pool and toward the woods full of evergreens, Daphne tried hopelessly to clear her mind of the growing waves of longing she felt all over her body. She told herself she would gaze into the distance at the trees and count fifteen long breathes and, like the meditation tutorials all say to do, just focus on the sensation of her breath.

As she did this, her body flooded her consciousness with memories and fantasies that only seemed to exacerbate the longing and the urges she was trying to subdue. She reached a count of 9 breaths and then dropped her eyes toward the hotel pool. The water looked cool and inviting, and she imagined how good it would feel to swim right now. She decided that sitting still and meditating could wait, that her body needed to move and be active to settle these urges and feelings for a while, just until she finished her business trip and returned home in five days to her fiance Jason — then she could let them safely return.

Sooooo, I fucked my cousin [FF] [repost]

NOTE: The mods removed the original posting of this story because they thought I used a real name. Anna is not my cousin’s real name; I changed it to protect our identities. I am reposting this due to the large volume of messages inquiring about the story.

So I had decided to spend this past Memorial Day weekend at home hanging out with my family. I don’t see them very often due to living several hours away and working all the time, and the long weekend was a perfect opportunity to get some family time in. The first day was the normal catching up chit chat, nothing special. Aside from being with my immediate family, my cousin, who we’ll call Anna, was also there. She’s always been close to my family and was visiting as well. Anna is a year younger than me, about 5’6”, thin, blonde, and has about C cup boobs. In case you haven’t checked out any of my many previous posts on reddit, I am 5’7”, thin, have short brunette hair, C cup boobs, and what I’d like to think is a decent ass.

Lechomancer Succubus Chapter 2: The Garden [paranormal][tentacle][oral][anal]

When she hit the ground, it felt to Ashlynn like she had only fallen a couple feet, as though she had tumbled out of bed. The hard cobbled stone was cold under her forearms and legs, and she rolled over onto her back, arching so only her ass cheeks and shoulder blades touched the ground.

When the Master had let her go, it had felt like she was falling for far too long, several minutes at least. It was a surreal landscape she fell through, a deep tunnel bathed in purple light. Every once in a while, she would see a shapely limb, or a surprised face, watching her tumble past, but they vanished seconds later. She was worried that if she ever hit the ground, it would be the end of her.

Looking up, she could see the rough of a gazebo, a purple pentagram emitting the same light the bed had shone earlier fading into the stone work. Realizing she was safe, Ashlynn laughed for a minute with relief. Then she stood up.

One Librarian and Two Sadistic Bikers, Parts 1 & 2 [bdsm] [threesome] [rough] [erotic] [adult] [oral] [double penetration] [spanking] [whipping] [punishment] [dubcon]

**Part 1**

It was Friday night, closing time at the library. My dirty mind was wondering as I checked out the long line of men that formed with their books. I enhanced the boring task by imagining that the line was for a more arousing reason. Instead of checking out their books, I was on my knees and they were waiting for their turn at my mouth. I know it’s kind of unexpected for a librarian to think that way, but I’m not really a typical librarian. Besides, my sex drive was insanely high. I actually call it a sex-overdrive.

When the place emptied, I was about to lock the doors when two huge bikers came in. One had a thick red beard and a full head of hair. He wore a black Harley tee and was totally ripped. The other man had dark hair and a five o’clock shadow. He was shirtless beneath a leather vest and his muscled arms and chest were covered with tattoos. Both of them immediately pushed every one of my horny, oversexed buttons.

My heart raced when I realized that I was completely alone with the rough looking men. I wondered why they were here, because they didn’t seem the type you’d expect to see in a library.

Fingering me in my sleep (28f)

The other night I’d just gone to sleep, I was lying on my side and facing away from the centre of the bed, when I was woken up by my boyfriends hands rubbing over my waist and hips. He started kissing my neck, and massaging my DD’s. He ran his hands over my ass, it was so relaxing, but at the same time really turned me on.

I stuck my ass up in the air slightly for him, and he started rubbing my pussy from behind. I was already a little wet with anticipation. By now I was moaning softly into my pillow. He was smacking my ass, slowly circling my clit, then pushed two fingers into me and gently fucked me with his hand while I was still half asleep. I could hear my pussy juices gushing more and more every time he pounded his fingers into me. My back arched more every time his fingers slid into my hot, wet pussy.

Raping Sara Part 2 [MF] [Rape] [Teen Girl / Older Guy] [NonCon]

I had a lot of trouble writing this one, but I finished it for Sara herself. Hope you enjoy it.

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It was summer now, weeks had passed since my exciting encounter with my neighbor Sara. Since then nothing, since that wink and a smile nothing. She made it seem like she wanted more and then NOTHING. The little teen tease found a new way to torture me. I raped her and she promised more, yet she hasn’t delivered yet. Instead she just teased me even more.

Her tight yoga pants became short skirts, her sweatshirts became tank tops. She stopped wearing bras completely and I even think I caught her purposely flashing me her pantie-less teen pussy. The little slut knew what she was doing, she knew the effect she had on me, she mad me so HARD it HURT. She was just begging me to rape her… Its like she wants it as much as I do. Just like last time I was finding myself out of control, I was having trouble stopping myself. I just couldn’t not any more.

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“An Extended Invitation #2” [MF, Cuck]

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**| THREE:** *A Cork Floating in a Puddle*

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This next phase of our affair we can call the ‘insatiable anal phrase’, but it didn’t last for very long. After fucking Susan’s ass for nearly a month — and savouring every second of it — we were caught.

Actually, we were kinda caught *twice;* but the first time was a total mistake. Pure bad luck, is all. The second time was a different story all together…

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Susan was doing the laundry one morning and she put her cum-stained panties in the wash, loaded it with soap, then forgot to actually turn the machine on. She’s forgetful like that, sometimes.

Later that morning, Craig went to throw some of his things in the wash and noticed her spoiled panties. Apparently, all of this blew over easier than Susan had expected it to. There were a lot of questions asked of her, of course, but no actually recourse of any kind.

*Phew. Close call,* I thought.

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The second time we were caught was more deserved. The two of us been flirting with danger, we’d both be the first to admit that.

“An Extended Invitation #1” [MF, Cuck]

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A couple of years back — this was when I was still in university — I had an affair with a woman twice my age. She was a hairdresser, named was Susan.

At the time, I very naively assumed that fucking a married woman behind her husband’s back would be without complications. *After all,* I reassured myself, *she has a powerful incentive to keep things discreet.*

I was wrong, of course. But I’m already starting to get ahead of myself.

It started online — as most extramarital affairs do now-a-days, I suppose. After a few weeks of exchanging messages back and forth, Susan finally found the courage to send a photo of herself to my inbox. Even now, I can still remember the lump I had in my throat when I saw the attachment icon next to her email.

I clicked on the file — titled: *as_requested.jpg* — then a few seconds later, the image of a blond, middle-aged woman appeared on my screen. *This is Susan,* I realized. *And she’s gorgeous…*

M/F Dirty Cop

First one, let me know what you think. I am a cop and I think about this frequently.

I always ended up in the emergency room during my shift. It never failed, someone would resist, or be too high or drunk for the jail to take them and I would be forced to sit for hours outside an ER door while I waited for the doctor to come to the same conclusion that I did, he’s ok. Today was no different, Kevin was high on meth and chained to a bed in the ER awaiting medical clearance while I sat outside. Now being in the hospital had some perks, and one of those perks was Kate.

Kate was one of the nurses I caught myself staring at frequently. I had never said anything to her as she and I were both married. We had never done anything other than smile at one another in passing, or laugh over someone I had brought in whose antics warranted such. My intuition though told me something more was there. She would frequently catch my eyes, stuck on her ass that seemed to push her scrubs to the limits, and bring them up to her face. I would smile and turn my gaze and pretend like nothing wrong had happened.