I followed her into the kitchen and couldn't help staring at her perfect, thin, milky white porcelain legs and her thick ass bouncing. I couldn't keep my mind on the small talk coming from her beautiful lips.. All that I could think of is what I would do to her if I had her….. I swear her skirts were getting shorter every time I saw her….she wanted me to look…she liked to show off her petite frame and thick ass…. And I didn't know it yet… But she had already decided that today would be the day that she showed me everything, and gave me her soul…..
Kylies Godo boy[Fdom][Msub][inc]
She stood before me, blocking the doorway. It was hard to tell if she was doing it on purpose or not. I looked up at her. ”What?” she asked, teasing me. I smiled. ”Can you let me through?” I asked her, bowing my head. Usually I would just tell anyone in my way to move. But she made me feel like I had to ask. ”Hmm, I don't know. What's the password?” she replied with a grin. It was so childish, yet so evocative. ”Pretty please?” I tried. ”Good boy.” She laughed and turned to the side with her left arm extended as a gesture of free passage. A jolt shot through me. Those word. Coming from her, they meant something far different from what they used to. Her body still occupied half the doorway, so I would have to squeeze through. Too embaressed to face her, I turned the other way. I could feel her crotch rub against my ass and her breast rub aganst my back. The words 'Good boy' echoed in my head. I finally made it through. ”Hey Dan!” she exclaimed. I turned around sheepishly. ”Yes, Kylie?” I replied, way too quickly. ”Don't forget the password.” She turned around triumphantly, I shamefully. There was something strange about her. I should't say strange, more like incredible. If anything I am the one who is strange. For years she has had a certain power over me. I am drawn to her, and have been for as long as I can remember. But not in a constant way, like someone you are into. Instead these feelings seem to blossom whenever she is around, and wither when she leaves. It is not sexual appeal or love. Maybe it is both. Whatever it is, it has been there ever since she used to watch me as a kid. As far as relatives go, my mothers younger sister was the only one who live close enough to help out.
A Harlot’s Story, Part III [M/F, orgasm denial, oral]
The ride back to the apartment was quiet. Josh tried to start a conversation, but I couldn’t bear to speak to him. I had utterly betrayed him. I tried to tell myself it wasn’t my fault. That the sex was so good, that I couldn’t resist it. A pitiful excuse, I realize. It felt like I had become a slutty, high school cheerleader.
“Babe…you ok?” I heard Josh ask.
“Oh. Yeah. I’m…I’m fine.”
“Did Simon do something stupid while you two were alone?” he asked, half-joking. “He sometimes says stupid things…but he is pretty harmless.”
I guiltily gulped down. “No…” I said quietly “…he didn’t do anything…”
I tried to put it out of my mind and act natural. That didn’t work out. I think I came off worse, cause Josh kept quiet for the rest of the trip.
We arrived at his apartment and I quickly ran to the bathroom. I took a nice, cold shower, to put my mind at ease.
“Alright. This was a one-time thing. I love Josh…He’s my boyfriend, the best I ever had. This was just a minor set-back. A one-time mistake. It won’t happen again.”
I got out of the shower, in my thin, robe. Josh awaited on the bed, in his boxers, doing a sexy pose.
“Hey babe…ready for some a’loving?” he said, half-teasing.
I couldn’t help but giggle. I was gonna try to redeem myself, by having sex with my boyfriend…yes. I’ve sunk incredibly low.
“Alright sexy…” I said, slowly slipping my robe off. “…I’m ready.”
I got on top of him and kissed him, gently biting down his lower lip. He slipped his tongue in my mouth and put his hands on my hips. We made out for a few minutes. Josh caressed my body, slowly moving up towards my tits. He was so gentle…completely different from Simon, I thought. NO! Stop thinking about Simon. Josh is here. With me. He is my boyfriend. NOT Simon.
He took my nipples and gently rubbed them between his fingers. It was quite arousing, I must admit.
I slipped his boxers off, revealing his throbbing cock. I smiled at him, as I wrapped my mouth around it and went down. His cock was as amazing as always. I could feel my pussy getting wet, as his cock was grinding against my throat, getting bigger in my mouth. I felt my body burning up. I kept getting hornier and hornier. I wanted my boyfriend’s cock inside me. I couldn’t wait for it.
Suddenly, I felt a thick, warm liquid, slipping down my throat. It was semen. Josh had cum…in my mouth…after a few minutes of blowing him. I had no choice but to swallow his semen and pull myself up.
“Oh shit…” Josh said, pulling up as well. “…I’m so sorry babe. I thought I could hold it longer.”
I tried answering. But sexual frustration overwhelmed me. Silently, I stood off the bed and went to the bathroom.
“Babe…” Josh called after me.
“It…” I forced myself to speak. “It’s fine…” I looked back at him, forcing a smile. Quite a convincing one, apparently cause it convinced Josh. The fucker fell right back into bed.
“Sorry again babe.” He yelped, before resting his head on the pillow and falling asleep.
Discovering the [f]emme [f]atale inside [m]e ;)
Hello! I just wanted to reiterate that this story is totally 100% true, and I have dozens more just like it. This is what going to a UK university is actually like, and for an ugly duckling who grew up nicely it was like being cured of diabetes and being let loose in a sweet shop. Please excuse the style. I write novels, this is how I like to write. Maybe I'll put more stories later? This girl, Portia, changed my life on this night.
I didn't know Portia at all, but I recognised her as my housemate Rita's friend from across the pub. I was with a couple of people from my classes, so we got our drinks and went and joined them.
"Hello gooorgeous," Rita slurred, mock sultry, as she always was when tipsy. Portia smiled thinly, watching us all. In particular she looked at Rick, a loud, arrogant guy from my Modern American Literature class. A pretty good friend of mine. Rick had a knack for stealing the room whenever one of his approved subjects came up, including but not limited to modern fiction, classic fiction, canonical movies, blockbuster video games, and pizza. As Rita, Lottie and I gossiped about a new coupling among our extended friends, Rick asked if anyone had seen the newest Marvel film.
[MF] Wet Lips
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All throughout class he couldn't help but stare. Every downward dog, every cat-cow, every time she bent over he could see nearly every detail of her through her tight thin teal yoga pants. He was medium to tall, dark eyes, great hair, friendly smile, wide shoulders, abs to show, and confident. She was slender, curly long hair, dark eyes, long lashes, nice curve to her ass, with small and perky breasts. Just his type. He wondered if she was even wearing underwear. Was she torturing him on purpose? It was impossible not to notice, he being positioned right behind her. The class seemed an eternity, and when it was over he was covered in sweat. They parted ways to change. Heading out, they bumped into one another, he wearing jeans, button shirt, flat shoes. Her a yellow dress to the knees, hair pulled back. He was starving, maybe she was too? Laughing he asks,
"Want to grab a bite?"
[M, F] So we were on holiday together…pt II
Part I linked here; https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/39ij3k/m_f_so_we_were_on_holiday_together/
The day after the previous encounter, we were still both very sexually charged. For most of the day, I saw that every time we looked at each other, the colour of her eyes grew darker (I imagine mine did as well, but I couldn't see that).
Later that night, we went out to the pub together for a meal and drinks. We were having a great night, and we were both being very flirty with each other. Over the night, she kept rubbing her leg up mine during the night. We spent the whole night talking and enjoying ourselves, with several drinks in the way.
It was around 1:30 am, and we were heading back from the pub, walking back to the caravan. We were walking along the footpaths, and obviously had slightly more than I thought to drink, as we kept laughing at different things.
As we were walking, we went along a very remote path near the lake. I had my hands around Laura, and then noticed a bench nearby. I suggested the idea of us both sitting there for a bit, and she agreed.
Fucking my ex gf, six years later. [m/f]
This happened just a couple weeks ago, so the juicy details are still fresh in my mind. There's quite the lead up, so I'll mark when shit really starts to go down.
Katy was my high school girlfriend. Picture her, 18 years old, petite girl, cute, shy, and athletic with shoulder length dirty blonde hair and big doughy hazel "fuck me" eyes. All of 5'3, and 125 lbs, she was a volleyball player and quite toned. Pretty face, not overtly sexy but cute, nice perky 'c' cup tits with big fluffy pink nipples and that ass…. It didn't even make sense. To this day I still don't understand how a girl that tiny had hips and an ass like she did. She turned a lovely tan shade of brown throughout the summer, leaving pale tan lines, which seemed to accentuate her curves further. Her ass was creamy white, massive, tight with just enough give, the kind you just want to bury your face into. Just thinking about it now gives me a semi. She was always a pretty girl, but I've spent nights just lamenting her fat luscious ass. Closest thing I can think of is Sasha grey's ass but on a much smaller frame.
Never thought I’d experience a foursome!
I posted here a little bit ago and just kind of thought I'd post the one story. But I had an experience a just a couple days ago I never though I'd have. Don't think I'd like to do it again simply because it was too overwhelming, but I'm glad I did.
After my previous time with Rob and my boyfriend we were sitting around and chatting. I mentioned off hand that I very much enjoyed everything and it was wonderful. It might have been selfish but I really liked the attention of two guys at once. I told them that I kind of wanted to do it again if that was ok. Both guys 100% agreed that at some point in the near future we should and I was extremely excited.
That very weekend I was at a party and ran into Rob who was pretty drunk and mentioned he had a friend who was really interested in wanted to know what I was up to tonight. I was a bit taken aback and said I wasn't sure about that. I enjoyed it with just Kyle and Rob but I knew them and I was still new to even that. Rob pushed a bit but finally agreed it might be weird. Kyle would probably be fine with it but I had reservations for sure. Not just the fact it was someone I didn't know but how does a foursome even work? It would be too much!
Got to have her for myself [F+F]
So this story involves miss /u/four_eyed_blondie – happy birthday sexy!! ;)
After I dropped off L at the airport after a night of fucking and a day of driving around my car giving him handjobs and blowjobs around the city, well, I still had one of my itches left unscratched. I had a few hours to kill until I had to go in to work, so I texted /u/four_eyed_blondie and her boyfriend asking them if I could go hang out with them until I had to go in to work. We had talked about the possibility of them joining L and myself the night before for a MFFM, but it didn’t end up happening. This meant that even though I had just been fucked hard by L, I was still really craving her. They told me I was welcome to go hang out with them, so I did.
A Visit Home – [MF]
So this was originally a response I wrote for a post in /r/DirtyWritingPrompts, and I also posted it to literotica, but I thought I'd see what you guys thought to get some more direct feedback. Let me know what you think of the writing, dialogue, characters, and whatnot. I'd really love to improve my work, so thanks in advance. Hope you enjoy!
The engine of his brother’s old 1970 Chevelle cut off as Raymond removed the keys from the ignition. The silence took him by surprise, as it always did when he’d ride in it with Danny when they were younger. He got out of the car, taking note of the stares he got from passers-by in the parking lot as he shut and locked the door. No doubt they were curious as to why this stranger was in Danny Moreno’s car, and who he was.
The looks were put on the backburner as Raymond turned and walked into Terri’s Grocery. He hadn’t been in there in 14 years, not since the day he’d left for college. It was strange, being back home after so long, but here he was, going back into the store that belong to his old school bully’s family. Raymond laughed as he wondered what had happened to Derrick Terri, whether he was still the jock prick he was back then, or if he’d finally grown up and became a decent person.