Carol

Had it been a scheme? Oh, definitely. If I went to box fit surely I'd feel better and look better and Jack would start giving me the sex I deserved. It meant an hour a week with Steve, a former army officer turned fitness facist, and fifteen other women. Big and small, old and young, who had signed up to shape up and stayed for Steve. Confidence increased and the outfits got skimpier and tighter.

Carol quickly became my sparring partner. Short but curvy, tits spilling over her sports bra. She always stood at the front for stretches giving Steve an eyeful of her cleavage and me a face full of her firm, thick ass. She carried herself with a confidence that only a mature woman who had seen the world could. Some of the girls disliked her, said she was a man eater, that she'd had more husbands than anyone cared to remember. Sometimes we chatted after class, I would watch her raise her cigarette to her full lips, deliberately wrapping her rosy flesh around the stick, licking her lips before each puff to stop her lipstick staining the butt.

"Josie," she said suddenly. "How about lunch?" Read more »

The Ride Home by Tristan Kane (MC, MF)

 The sound of laughter filled the room of the beach city’s local comedy club as the sixty or so guests were being entertained. The room was filled to capacity not an empty seat in the house, red carpets and dimly lit tables were scattered randomly across the floor. It felt great to laugh, she thought to herself as she glanced at her husband seated next to her. He smiled back and she could see his gaze move from her almond brown eyes to her pink lip liner covered lips, on down her neck to the top straps of her tight black dress. His eyes slowly surveyed every inch of her moving to her cleavage exposed from the top of her low cut dress. The look in his eyes was one of lust and she was sure the temperature in the room must have increased about ten degrees in an instant. She tilted back a blue bottle of ice cold beer and told the waitress to bring two more. The waitress acknowledged and scurried out of sight in a flash. She felt great, buzzed slightly but thought to herself “I deserve this”, since it had been about eleven months since she had a sip of alcohol. A date night alone was truly a special evening for her and her husband. The night had been perfect, and he complemented her on the choice of venue since neither one of them had been to a comedy club in their lives. She loved when he complemented her, and felt a euphoria from the encouraging words from him and possibly a little from the alcohol. About thirty minutes later, the final comedian stepped off the stage and she felt a little depressed that her night was about to end. Down the steps and outside of the club, the air was breezy and warm with a smell of ocean and sand. People were everywhere in front of the two story business complex due to the close proximity to the restaurants on the first floor. She smiled when he grabbed her hand and walking slightly ahead of her sort of pulled her toward the parking garage where their vehicle was waiting. He pulled out a pack of Camels and lit two Menthol lights, one for each of them. The taste was cool against the back of her throat, and it gave her mouth a slightly refreshing feeling. They walked hand in hand across two busy streets until they reached the second level where their car was parked. He held open her door and she moved in for a slow passionate kiss, then pulled away and slid elegantly into the passenger seat. She watched him close the car door with a low thud and as he was walking around to the driver’s side, she did something completely spontaneous, she quickly removed her panties. She watched him like a hawk as he slid into his seat behind the steering wheel and when he looked at her she held up her laced aqua colored thongs, twirling them around her right index finger. Admiring his surprise, she dropped the panties onto the center console between them and then slowly pulled her dress up revealing her wet pussy underneath. A tiny black spot of hair finally showed him she had prepared for this night in advance. She lifted her right hand in the air and with her finger motioned for him to come to her. He obeyed her every command, like a slave to its master. He moved close to her and slid his left hand up her smooth silky legs and rested it when he reached the wet spot between her thighs. He gently slid his fingers up and down rubbing her clit, and then inserted one finger, then two into her pussy. In and out he pushed and pulled his hand from inside her to the lips and back again. Kissing and moaning they both became two horny beings ready to fuck. After a few minutes, she pushed him away and said “drive”. As he put the gearshift into reverse, she placed her hand on his crotch and then undid his belt. She moved closer and unbuttoned his jeans sliding the zipper down with skills only she possessed. He started out of the parking garage as she finally pulled his cock through the slit of his black boxers exposing his penis to the cool air of the atmosphere. He quickly moved the vehicle to the highway headed towards home, and she swallowed his rock hard cock in her mouth. She loved the way the rigid head of his cock felt as she moved her tongue across it and pushed it into her mouth. The twenty minute drive to their house on Alabama Avenue was the perfect amount of time for her to get him to close to orgasm. It was exactly what she wanted, him to be so horny that he couldn’t resist her any longer. He pulled into their driveway under the cover of night and she finally stopped sucking, his pants were soaked from her saliva that had dripped from her mouth. Reaching under his seat she found the electronic controls, and used it to move his leather seat all the way back. Using his left hand he found the handle and tilted his seat down low. Smiling and giggling, she pulled the straps down from her shoulders to her stomach exposing her engorged breasts to him. She quickly flipped her black high heel shoes to the floor and climbed on top of him. He was sucking her breast and already had grabbed hold of her ass as she grabbed his cock and slid it into her wet pussy. The car shook violently in the driveway as she bounced up and down onto his balls below. Their lips were touching, licking, sucking, and biting each other, tongues dancing in each others mouths as she pressed her chest into his. She moved her full soft lips to his ear lobe and then down to his neck, all the while her wet pussy was sliding over his warm juicy cock. Up and down, in and out, it slid between her lips. The sensation, the tingling was growing from her lips up her body and she screamed as she cummed all over his lap. She slowed her ride because of the intensity and sensitivity she felt. Grabbing her ass with both hands he used his strength to push her up and down over his soaking wet cock. Each time his cock exited she felt as if she couldn’t take anymore, but then when he pushed his dick back in she screamed with excitement. Violently pulling her up and down, she could feel the cock grow to a swell, and finally felt the cum fire against her. She let it linger inside her, loving the connection it made and leaning to his ear she said “we should go on dates more often”.

Mr. Lawrence Breeding, Esquire [M/f, M/F, preg, nc, victorian]

Mr. Lawrence Breeding, Esquire by DiscipleN

"Mrs. Caravell, I could hardly mistake your predicament, but I never offer compensation for the rigors and expenses required to manage this particular condition. You must look to your husband. That is his role in society. Our bargain was at an end four months ago." Lawrence inhaled his lungs full of Turkish opium fumes to indicate his conclusion of the discussion.

"But sir, my husband, he's sick. You led me to believe you would provide for us. My Henry has consumed the total of your most generous original gratuity. Can I not persuade you that… Hey! let go of me!"

"I'll remind the lady of her modesty, outside, Mr. Breeding, sir." The butler grasp the woman firmly and bowed slightly.

"Thank you, Smith. Ahhh. You may fuck her for all I care." Lawrence exhaled. He debated his greater enjoyment, to fill one's lungs with the sharp toxins or to breath them into a piteous, pregnant woman's mask of terror.

"Brute! This child is yours. Have you no love for your blood?" Read more »

Time for a tune up [MF]

Pulling into the mechanics, you knew you were late. Kids and husbands do that to a lady. You made the appointment but life had a way of causing things to not work out. You called ahead to let them know, Mike answered and said it would be ok. You've been going to this spot for a few years and the guys here always took good care of your car.

Walking into the door, you notice its quiet. Very quiet. Looking at the clock on the wall, you know why. Its almost closing time. Good thing you only needed an oil change and tire alignment. Mike was usually quick with these little tasks. You look around and see him, staring at a computer screen. He hasn't noticed you walked in yet.

Mike was young. Mid 20s. Almost 6 feet tall with broad shoulders. His big brown eyes gave away a kindness. He always wore a smile on his face. His dirty blond hair was messy from a long day of work. His overalls were stained with the efforts of constantly striving to make his customers happy. You notice his large hands, covered in grime, moved with confidence. Mike has been doing this for years. Read more »

High School 3

Some of the bathrooms at my high school only hold one person. I went into the wrong one, and found Ol. She was fully dressed and washing her hands. I said, "Sorry," and she replied, "That's alright. My class is so boring right now." I suggested that she stall before she went back to class. She said, "Well, let's do something together." At that, she walked behind me and closed the door. She turned the lock, then pushed me against the wall.

Her ass looked perfect in her tight yoga pants, and she was very hot. She pulled down my jeans, then proceeded to grind her ass on me. Only my boxers and her yoga pants separated our skin. I gained ferocity, and I picked her up and pushed her into the sink, where she was in a bent over position. I ripped off my boxers and stuck my dick through her tight, thin yoga pants and they ripped. My dick went into her ass, and from there I ripped off the rest of her pants. Read more »

The Sailor

Jack knew I was out. Where he wasn't sure, but he had accepted that he was a sorry excuse for a husband and that I needed more to satisfy me. I had kissed his cheek as I left, his pathetic dick pressing against his cage at the contact. I bent over to fasten my ankle strap, my tight skirt riding up to flash my bare pussy. I winked and headed out. I knew he'd wait up.

The bar wasn't far from the naval base and I had always had a lot of success with the boys there. A pretty girl in a tight dress, down to fuck, wedding ring twisted to hide the gem. It wasn't long before a guy sat down beside me and insisted on buying me a drink. Tall, slender, dark hair cut short and a tattoo on his arm, twisting under his rolled up shirt sleeve. His name was Matt though I didn't really care.

"You know I'm married." I giggled over my wine. "Though he doesn't do it for me anymore."

"So you're a cheat?" He asked, eyes running over my cleavage. Read more »

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High School Foot Fetish

I ran into So at school, and she invited me to go to the football field at school at midnight. I agreed, and later secretly went to the football field. I found her there, and as soon as I approached her she pounced on me. She ripped off my shirt and unzipped my pants. She pulled them down with my boxers, right in the middle of the field. She frantically took off her shirt and her bra. She then took her tan sandals off and threw them to the side. She sat down in front of me with her tight yoga pants still on, and did something that I did not expect.

She took her feet and put them on my rock hard dick. It was right in between the nice, tan curves on the bottom of her feet. She then gave me a footjob, and it felt so good. "You like it, don't you." she said. I replied, "Oh, yes!" and she continued to move her feet up and down on the shaft of my member. She then took her pants off and exposed her perfect ass. Her foot moved to the bottom of my balls, and she moved them around. She moved her foot up my ball sack and tickled them with her toes. She continued the footjob, and I came all over her feet. She brought them up to her mouth and licked the cum off. Read more »

MF – Temptous Rendevouz

It had been sometime since the last flurry of text messages that had sent both of them into a heated flurry rife with lust and other salacious emotions. Tonight though would be different it seemed, as I checked the blinking text notification that my phone seemed so eager to chirp about, lips curling into a smirk, and yet a spark of electricity ran up spine, those simple words "On my way…" that stood out started a chain reaction that ended with a pang of arousal to take root in mind's hold. It seemed what had innocently began as flirting, teasing, and sultry discussion had turned into a firestorm of lust that seemed intent on consuming all in its path, its heated embrace made all the more apparent when that small rap upon the door echoed loudly in the dim quarters of the living room, breath almost faltering in its steady pace when it became apparent that She had arrived. The corner of faint crimson lips curled into a smirk as the door was opened to reveal her smiling face, though a hint of sultriness seemed to glimmer in those brown eyes, a fact made all too real when those fuckable lips of her's curled into a smile that mirrored that of the Cheshire cat.

Teasing pleasantries broke the almost awkward silence that had taken root at first sight, but that all came to a halt the moment, the door was closed and the warm glow of faint orange light once again took over the dim living room. The click of the lock's bolt was followed by his large hands suddenly grasping upon alluring curves of flared hips, fingertips digging into the soft skin while thin lips crushed against her soft tiers, delving the velvet blade of tongue into warm cavern of her mouth, her own tongue curling around his own in a sordid dance of escalating sensations. He thrilled at the feeling of those small fingers digging into the exposed tan flesh of sprawling back, his own fingers sliding over the perch of her hips to curl upon the curvature of heart shaped ass, the kiss deepening the moment fingers had locked upon shapely curve, and a deep growl echoed from joined lips. A gasp of breath hung between the both of them when the kiss was almost reluctantly broken off, the hint of sultry desire that had glimmered in those honey brown depths of her's had all but ignited into a fiery display, it had been days of constant back and forth teasing and theoretical play, but now it had evolved into something much more feral. Read more »

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Sex on a Rooftop [F][real]

I am waiting for Stephen. I look down at my phone, 7:58, he still has two minutes. I don’t understand why I even care, why I would at all be worried about being stood up. Our first date wasn’t good, why do I want a second one. I’d probably be happier in this bar by myself, then at least I wouldn’t have to share my onion rings. But for some reason I want him to show up. I want to have sex with him. He seemed sort of sad last time, somehow unsure. I want to make the moves. I want to push him into a dark corner and make his dreams come true. I take another sip of my beer, and I see him walk in the door. I undo another button on my dress. I didn’t wear a bra this time. I want to be one hundred percent sure of what’s on his mind. The moment he sits down I can see that he noticed. But he is polite, he doesn’t stare.

Small talk.

Small talk.

More small talk. Read more »