Staying up late at night. [M,F]

He grabs me underneath our blankets. He pulls me toward him and thrusts his half-hard cock into my ass. There is no need for wondering, he wants me. His hands rub my inner thighs and he thrusts again as he bites my neck, igniting shivers.

Please don't let it stop, I think… and it doesn't. He is steadily rocking into my ass through our underwear, which no sooner, he pulls off, his with mine. 'God I want you' he says as he is licking into my ear. He can have me, my pussy is wet and I am his for the taking. He massages my tits as he inserts his hard, hot cock into my pussy. He fucks me, and oh he knows exactly where to go in the darkness, under the sheets. He knows. Like clockwork we cum together, his fingers in my mouth. He pulls me toward him again, as if possible to be any closer, and kisses me hard and exhales in relief. I let his cum keep my pussy wet all night. We fall into the deepest of sleeps, together, side-by-side.

Crazy Sex Addicted Milf Concubine Pt1

Like with many posts on here I have to start with the obligatory "long time lurker first time poster" xD Now that that's out of the way this is the first of MANY stories with Lucy, a 31 year old Milf, stories that include BDSM, play piercing, public nudity and sex, anal… the list goes on and on. This is very long as it includes A LOT of back story, so if you want to skip to the sex, that's in paragraph 4.

[MF] My 22nd birthday in Vegas (part 1)

My other stories: Part 1 – Almost Fucked My Boyfriend's Older Brother

Part 2 – Almost Fucked My Boyfriend's Older Brother AGAIN

Part 3 – FINALLY Fucked My Boyfriend's Older Brother

Part 4 – I (f)ucked (m)y ex-bf and his brother in one day and neither of them know

So… it’s been awhile. Since “Part 4” things were pretty insane for a bit and I took a long hiatus away from Reddit/other social media to get my shit together. I am slowly coming back, so hi! This story is a little long as there’s a little more backstory, hope you like anyway! All names have been changed.

About a week after “Part 4” was my birthday and I took a trip to Vegas with 2 of my girl friends. They didn’t know what was happening with me and the bros, except than Evan and I broke up and they wanted to get my mind off him. So, it was a pretty spontaneous trip and I think we all knew it was going to get a little messy. They are both single and are very, very slutty. Long story short… the 3 days in Vegas were a blur. We went out every night, lots of drinking and fucking different men. All 3 of us slept with different guys in those 3 nights. Uh.. yeah (don’t judge!) Here’s a story on our first night… it was a long night :)

Lechomancher Chapter 8: Disobedience [MF]

Viv swished her hips as she walked down the hall to Lisa’s bedroom. Her mistress was following behind, and Viv’s fingers were linked around her wrist. With her Demon Tail inserted, a stiff wand of increasing anal beads, she was on the edge of orgasm, until Lisa allowed her to come. Lisa watched her glisten with sweat, naked and eager to please her. The Succubi was desperate to get her into the bedroom, to please Lisa and earn her own relief.

The glowing blue gothic door caused Lisa to slow. Viv seemed to ignore it, but with the tail, Viv ignored almost everything. Lisa wasn’t sure her friend could see it. The Master had brought – summoned? Was that the word? – summoned it into her hallway a few days earlier, and then forbidden her from going through it. Lisa stopped to look at it.

“Please,” Vivian begged, her dark eyes desperate, “let’s go.”

“Can you see that door?”

The Asian woman nodded, and then leaned down to kiss Lisa. Their tongues danced for a moment, before Lisa gently pushed Viv away.

“Doesn’t it make you curious?”

“No. I’ve been through it.”

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From Sucking a Latte to Sucking a Dick

I knew in the back of my mind that it was gonna happen. To be honest, I was hoping it would.
We sat somewhat across from each other and we talked about ourselves. We hadn't gotten much time at work to do so, so I was eager to learn more about him. He had a lot to say and I didn't mind.
His supervisor was there too..which was a huge set back. They chatted for a while and I quietly sipped my latte and waited patiently. We had to keep things pretty PG-13 due to our close-quarter company but as soon as his Super left, he encouraged me to scoot closer. I was nervous of course, not convinced that he'd gone, but I did scoot closer. He immediately reached over to try and slip his fingers into the back of my pants. For what, I don't know. I was sitting and there was nothing back there to touch. Then again, oddly enough, just feeling his fingertips against my lower back…it made me excited. I was nearly leaned into him and we spoke lowly to each other. When his super popped back in, surprise surprise, I immediately tensed up. My arms were crossed and I tried to look as casual and non-solicitous as I could sitting practically against this man who I had no business hanging out with outside of work what with him being nearly three times my age and in a relationship.
He asked if I was okay because my body language seemed uncomfortable. I assured him that I was. I was just a little chilly.
We continued to talk quietly and we didn't get to talk about much. At least nothing I really wanted to talk about. Truthfully, I wanted to hear him say what this was to him and what he wanted but, that didn't happen. He invited me out to his truck and I gave him a very apprehensive look. He assured me that it'd be okay because of the arm rest that would be between us. I relented. I don't even remember why we reasoned that we should leave. I followed him out, he used the bathroom first..hmm..and we were out in his truck before I knew it. We started to chit chat but his phone rang and it was his girlfriend. I sat silently as he chatted with her completely nonchalant about dinner and whatever the hell. When he hung up, suddenly his hand was on my thigh.
A complete novice at sex, nevermind infidelity in a truck sitting in the parking lot of a coffee shop, I shifted my legs around awkwardly. He unbuttoned my jeans and delved his hand in then complimented my choice of intimate wear. I told him it was the same pair from in the photo I sent him..well..not that SAME pair but-
I didn't realize I was prattling on like I did when I got nervous. I don't know if he plopped my head in his lap to shut me up or if he was just wicked hard and was eager to get sucked. No matter the reason, I had my face in his lap and this uncut dick in my hand and I didn't know what the fuck to do or what he was expecting. I've had one dick my whole life and it was a six inch cut cock attached to a tall, skinny Viet guy my age.
I did what I normally did. I slipped my mouth over it and down to the base pressing my tongue against it (I would have liked to have been facing him but-) I swirled my tongue around it and sucked on the end slowly. He was very vocal and encouraging, something I wasn't used to at all and it turned me on. It definitely made me want to continue. Now..again, I've never had an uncut dick before but if I had, I might have known to slide down the extra skin and give his head axtra attention, but maybe my bobbing was sliding the skin against it anyway which apparently is something that felt good too (or so I read)
Anyway, I sucked away, nervous but excited. He groaned and moaned and called me things, things I don't remember but they were generally things like 'baby' or whatever, and I couldn't remember the last time I actually enjoyed having a dick in my mouth.
At some point, maybe I was taking too long, maybe it was out of habit, he put his hand on my head and encouraged me down further. He assured me that sucking him wouldn't be hard given his size but I could still feel his tip nearing the back of my throat.
Before I knew it, he got sorta quiet then there came a warm, familiar fluid rushing into my mouth. It wasn't as much as I was expecting, or hoping, but maybe that was normal for him. Maybe I hadn't done very well. Or maybe it was all caught in his skin. I swallowed then rose my head taking a peek at cock mostly out of curiosity. I sat up and immediately I had not idea what to do then. He thanked me though.
Wasn't sure if I should have been offended or not. I just said 'of course' and buttoned up my jeans. He said he enjoyed and he asked something about work or whatever. It was time for us to part ways so I got out. He thanked me again then quickly said for meeting up with talking with him, not the blowjob. He also complimented my ass and I just acted modest. He insisted then I proceeded to embarrass myself myself by feigning arrogance and agreeing with him. I quickly walked back to my car and tried not to think too much about it. Maybe it was the last time we'd get to do anything.
It was just the beginning. We haven't done much of anything since given our situations..but I came into the store he works at one day to deliver a coffee and walked out with my panties all screwed up.
No, he didn't rail me in the store room, though that would have been awesome, but we managed to sneak in a little bit of fingering during my ten minute break. I was too nervous to really enjoy it but I did get a little rush while walking back to where I worked. I'd gotten to grab his boner and feel his fingers between my lips and it had been a while since our meet up in the cafe so..I was more than happy with that.
If all goes well tomorrow, I might get to suck him off in the employee parking lot before we head in to work. Maybe this time the steering wheel won't be literally in my face.

Fucked a college professor while in grad school [m/f]

Like I've said in previous posts. I figured it would be fun to go back to my promiscuous (man-whore) days and recall some of the stories from back then. I'm generally considered a really good-looking guy (used to model, 6’3”, dark hair, blue eyes, swimmers build, workout regularly), so that enabled me to have quite a fun sex life. These stories are 100% true and not embellished in any way. I think that a straight honest story even if not as exciting at times is a bigger turn on, so that is what I will continue to try to give.

I walked into the classroom and sat down at the table. A few of my classmates were already sitting down making small talk. There were still about ten minutes until the start of class. This wasn’t a typical day of class, because there was a guest speaker scheduled and we didn’t know what to expect.

It was my second year of grad school and life was stressful. Nearly every waking hour was spent studying or doing something else school related. As I sat in my chair waiting for those few minutes to pass I felt tension in my shoulders and neck. The stress of another day was weighing on me. A couple of minutes later the professor entered the room with the guest speaker. The last few students entered as well.

(MF) stripper made me cum, so did Beth

After a strip club trip

So I have a problem sometimes, I want sex as fast as possible, and I cant wait to get home to fuck my wife, nor could I wait for Beth’s fiance to leave the house, so I went off on my own to a strip club near work. I figured I’d try it out and see what the big deal was, it was getting some great reviews.

I walk in, and there are a couple girls dancing, and talking with the guys there, a lot are really hot, so I already see the allure of the place. One girl comes up to me, and we talk for a bit, I ask about the private dances, and she shows me the prices, I choose to get into a private booth, just figured it be worth it. This part is gonna be short and sweet, cause the real story is with Beth. The stripper got me down to my boxers, her panties were gone, and she started grinding on me through my boxers, I could feel her getting wet, and I wanted to just lock her arms and pull my dick out, before I could act, somehow she got me to cum.

[mf] 2014 literature award winning erotica

It was round 6 bong and I was giving myself a wank in my mum's room. She usually comes home from nannying at 9 bong. I didn't even hear me mum come in til she says, "oi are u avin urself a wank on me bed?" I imediately started to blush and I turned around so she couldn't see my todger in me hands. "Swear on me mum, I wasn't doing nuffin."
I glanced back and I could see me mums was undressing, "Fancy a shag mate?"
"Mum, I swear on me life, my willy is harder than Jamie T can rap, mate." I told her.
Me mum walked towards the bed and used her gabber to polish me knob. Being a young bruv growing up in Liverpool, porn is banned in the UK, I didn't even know this was a thing. I glanced outside and looked at Big Ben; it was 7 bong and I tells me mum I am about to squidy. She stops polishing me and takes me chilly willy out her gabber and says, "Fancy the ole in out in out, do ya mate?"
Seeing me mum's old, nanny knockers flab up and down when I put me stiffy in her snatch made me instantly tickety-boo and my bonk juice landed in her tea. "oi mate swear it on me life I am mate, I'll deck ya in." she said while her own spooge landed in her tea. "Cor blimey mate." is what she said as it happened.
At 10 bong, we were listening to Jamie T on the sofa. I couldn't stop glancing at her yellow stained, crooked teeth. Me pecker started to get hard. Me mum noticed me erect dong rising from me pants. "u fockin cheeky cunt mate." She got up from the sofa and started to seductively sing. "SHEILA GOES OUT WITH HER MATE STELLA." matching the rythme and timing of Jamie T. Me whang is throbbing hard and pushing against the fabric of me pants. "GETS PULLED ALL OVA A FELLA." I couldn't take it any more and pulled down me pants and griped me tockley and started to toss me lodger.
As time progressed, me mum started to sing other songs besides Sheila. Me strokes matched her singing of John Lennon's chorus to Across the Universe. Then suddenly an all consuming sound rang across England; BONG! BONG! "Oi mum it's 12 bong it is mate." and my le petite mort was triggered like a tumblr femnist. Streams of genetic material coated the small apartment we shared and soon, there was only white and the smell of bleach. We both passed away from suffocation that night. My wooffy pudge was too sticky and we couldn't escape.

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I [M]ay have given a girl an orgasm [f]rom a piggy back ride.

So the other night I was giving my girlfriend's best friend a piggy back ride like normal when she gets too drunk. I don't mind because its the nice thing to do, and it's not so bad having a pretty girl clinging to you and it's ok because she's a friend. Well like usual we were going along and she was laughing until something stood out to me, I think she is maybe moaning a little!? We keep walking and it starts to get more rythmic with when I bounce as I walk so I do a little experiment, I stop to readjust and move my hands a little bit farther up the inside of her thighs and squeeze a little sexually while purposefully bouncing her right on my spine and I swear she presses her face against my neck and let's out such a moan into my ear that I can't resist! For the rest of the walk now I make it clear that I am trying to get her off, I start grabbing her thighs more sexually and grinding her pussy into my back as I bounce her. I swear at this point she is loving it and moaning so much that I don't know how my girlfriend can't tell, thank god she thought she was just laughing weird. Finally we get close to her house and I don't want it to end so I enjoy the last few minutes of it groping her thighs and almost her ass while I make her grind my back so hard, until I hear her say in the most unmistakable way, "I'm cumming so hard right now". I thought about it and there is no way she would have said anything close to that for any other reason. hopefully I get another chance to do it again soon so I can really test if we might have a little naughty secret that we can keep from my girlfriend, nothing wrong with a little innocent orgasm right? ;)

My [f]irst experience being a ho[m]ewrecking whore.

My first time posting in this sub. Constructive criticism is welcome and appreciated!

When I started working there, he trained me. We hit it off right away. He was funny, energetic, and incredibly handsome with a chiseled face, brown eyes, broad shoulders, and a lean but muscular build. He had tattoos – those were what drove me crazy. On his wrists, and his shoulders, across his chest, his stomach, his back… and he was a veteran. There's just something about a man who went overseas to defend his country.

I guessed his age to be around 24, but when we started talking more, he confessed that he was 30, married, with two kids. He told me about how he was looking for a way out of his marriage. He was unhappy, and hated feeling tied down. I was only 18, but felt the same way about my boyfriend. He was nice… too nice. It wasn't exciting anymore.

We became fast friends and I would often catch him staring at me at work, eyes lingering at the top few undone buttons on my blouse. I couldn't help but stare at him either, he was probably the most attractive person I'd ever seen excluding movie stars.