The door slammed open and they both stumbled through at the same time, lips locked together, hands desperately pawing at each other. Leigh's back hit the tiled wall and seconds later his t-shirt hit the floor. Louise's lips sealed around his nipple, eliciting a groan while one of his hands searched for the button on her jeans and the other groped for the lock. The bolt slid home and her button popped, he thrust her jeans and pants down over her ass and he wrapped his hands around the back of her head, pulling her lips back to his, their tongues meeting, teeth biting.
Louise found herself being hitched up onto the edge of the sink and her bottoms being yanked down to her ankles. She immediately knew what he wanted when he dropped to his knees before her, licking his lips in anticipation. She leaned back and exposed her already dripping pussy to his mouth.
He didn't waste any time diving between her lags, spreading her pussy with a pair of fingers, his tongue swirling around her clit.
"Oh fuck, Leigh" she mewled, her head rolling back and her legs spreading wider. "Oh god, don't stop, please don't stop" she panted as her hand rested on the back of his head, kneading his long hair. Leigh just kept lapping at her, drinking down her honey, sucking on her clit so hard her thighs trembled. In minuets she was racing towards orgasm, moaning and panting and pulling his face into her cunt.
A gasping "Oh fuck I'm cumming" was the only warning he got before her things clamped around his head and she cried out, her whole body twitching and trembling. Leigh just kept licking at her until she released him.
He stood and her glazed eyes met his with a hungry, devious look. She kicked off her remaining shoes and the last of leg of her jeans and pants before sliding to her knees and shoving him back against the wall, her hands already unbelting, unbuttoning and unzipping him. His cock was already in her mouth before his jeans slid to his ankles.
She devoured him, noisily, desperately, a trail of precum on her chin running down her neck as she throated him, drawing out all his animalistic grunts and groans.
Leigh pulled her back gently but firmly. "Ride me" he commanded, a string of semen hanging from her lips and his cock. "Yes" was all Louise could manage, the combination of her hot, aching cunt, the smell of cock in her nose and the taste of cum on her tongue filling her mind.
He sat himself on the toilet, lid down, and slipped a condom on while Louise got herself into position, hovering over him. As soon as he finished she dropped her hips onto his, impaling herself on his cock with a loud, guttural moan.
Their lips met again, needy, noisy, tongues slipping over each other, tasting themselves on each other as their hips ground together. His hands tugged her top up, exposing her body to his, he flipped her bra up over her tits and groped her. His thumbs flicked rapidly over her erect nipples, he pinched and twisted them, tugged on them, listening to the whimpers each caused in her.
Louise rode him hard, his thick cock buried in her pussy, stretching her and filling her. Her climax came suddenly, catching her by surprise, stars exploding in her eyes and her nails raking his back.
"I felt that one" he panted, sliding a hand over her ass "that was good, but there's more, huh" Louise squealed as a finger penetrated her ass.
"Fuck you!" she snarled through her teeth, sweat dripping down both their bodies. "Oh god, Leigh, I'm cumming again!"
"I'm cumming with you!" he gasped, both their bodies beginning to twitch and pulse.
They both fell over the edge at the same time, crying out in brilliant agony, Leigh's cock throbbing in her, Louise's cunt twitching around him. Leigh buried his face in her shoulder and Louise's nails dug into his shoulders deep enough to break his skin.
Their eyes met each others glazed, dazed looks and they kissed again with just as much passion.
"My god, you're incredible" Leigh panted as she gingerly lifted herself off of him.
"You're not too bad yourself" she gasped back, her eyes flitting over him, over his still erect shaft. Leigh followed her gaze with a smirk.
After a few moments he chuckled out a "No, we have to go, come on, lets get dressed"
Birthday Bondage [mf] [bd] [Fsub] [Mdom] [anal] [oral]
She had never tried bondage before today. Her boyfriend had often brought it up but Amy was inexperienced and nervous about trying something that strange, even if it did fascinate her a little. Eventually John wore her down and for his birthday, Amy agreed to try anything he wanted for the day.
John arrived at Amy’s apartment at 9:00 in the morning like he did every Saturday for breakfast. He didn’t get much sleep the night before because he was too excited thinking about today. His birthday had finally arrived and more than cake or gifts, he was excited to hold Amy to her promise. John waited for Amy to come to the door. The backpack slung over his shoulder was weighed down with as much of his bondage gear as it could hold. It pulled on his shoulder but John didn’t care. He was lighter than air; bouncing from excitement. He quickly regained his composure as Amy opened the door.
“Good morning sweety,” she greeted as she kissed him on the cheek. “Happy Birthday!” Amy immediately noticed the bulging backpack as John walked in. She too had a restless night thinking about what he had planned. While the idea of John taking control in the bedroom definitely got her excited, Amy feared that being tied up and at his mercy would be far too intense for her.
My older boyfriend put me to bed early (M/f, spank, reluct, pretend incest)
I've had several similar fantasies for years and am starting to write them down for the first time. I welcome comments and messages.
I am FINALLY a senior in high school, but it is an all girls school and I am just not outgoing enough to be friends with the popular girls so I never meet anyone, namely boys. I don't even know how to flip my hair and talk to boys about cars or classic rock or whatever it is they think about anyway. I'm just as pretty as the popular girls with good skin and a cute body, but my breasts aren't that big, just somewhere between an A and a B cup and I have no interest in putting on make up or doing anything with my hair except putting it into a pony tail.
Honestly my only hobby is studying so I can get into a good college and be around more interesting people and…..reading dirty stories on the internet until I am so turned on I just rub my pussy outside my panties for a few minutes until I cum and then go to sleep.
Good End to a Bad Day
It starts as soon as I walk in the door.
I had a long day at work, and before I can even shut the door you start nagging me, I can’t even slide off my dress shoes before you start in on me – whining, complaining, nagging.
I ignore you, heading towards our room, shedding clothes as I go. I leave my dress shoes by the door, socks stuffed inside them. My suit coat gets draped over a hallway chair, and I don’t even bother fully taking off my tie before lifting my shirt over my head, tossing it to the ground in frustration. I loosen my belt and let my dress pants drop to my ankles before stepping out of them and sitting on the edge of the bed, turning on the television.
But as soon as I change the channel to ESPN I hear you stomping down the hall, and as you enter the room you start in on me again, talking non-stop, voice drowning out the sound of the television. To make matters worse, not only do you continue to talk incessantly, but as I try and watch television you decide to stand in front me, gesticulating wildly as you unleash your litany of complaints.
A Laundry Room Story [MMF][MM-oral][cuck]
This is my first story on here, I hope you like it. The end is a bit rushed because I was typing the story live to a fuckbuddy as we were both enjoying ourselves and I got overwhelmed with the images.
It's late and you're in a rush: you're supposed to finally have me over at your place, I'm due any minute and you're still waiting for your laundry to finish. It's been a while, so you're doing two loads with pretty much all your clothes in there. You're wearing the only clean thing you have: a slightly-too-sheer dress, no bra and no underwear.
He comes in carrying a tennis bag and his eyes flicker up and down your frame before he says hi. You blush and make a quip about…you don't remember. You make smalltalk for a bit and you mention that all your clothes are being washed.
"Not all," he says. You look up startled at the husky edge of his voice. You just now notice that he's over six foot tall and quite well built. The first rush of arousal floods your brain before you've even had a chance to get scared. Then you feel his hands, large, warm and strong, at the sides of your breasts. He cups them both and flicks the piercing on your left nipple. Of course he's noticed.
Their first time swapping roles [MF][Fdom][mast][huml][peg]
She studied her handiwork as she approached the bed wearing nothing but an 8 inch cock. His legs were held apart by ropes at his ankles and his wrists were bound above his head. The thought of what was to come aroused her greatly. "Are you comfortable?" She asked as she climbed onto the bed. Not that she really cared but because it seemed like the right thing to say. Tonight was her turn to be in charge, her turn to dictate the activity, the positions, the pace, to feel the power that comes with control and she planned to make the most of it.
The First [MF]
It had been a year since I saw him. He was the man I had loved for as long as I could remember, the man who showed me what bodily pleasures meant, the man that fingered me for the first time until I screamed; aroused by pleasure and pain.
We had hated each other for a year.
He stood there, nervously confident – his molten hazel eyes gleaming with lust and happiness. He looked good. He engulfed my small frame into a hug and firmly placed a kiss on my quivering lips. His soft eager tongue brushed against my hungry mouth and I felt him get hard.
We knew it had to happen. He had only ever been the one to see me naked for 6 years. We knew that the moment we were in, comprised a giant snowball of lust, hatred and love approaching us at mind numbing speed.
He drove me to his building, glancing at me occasionally as I stared at him with passion. He yanked me out of the car, escorted me to his lift and crushed his mouth onto mine as his watchman glanced at our lascivious act through a sliver of the closing lift door.
For My cake day I present you with a poem I wrote for my GF while I was away for work. I think Edgar Allen Poe would approve. [MF]
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of erotic lore—
While I sat there, gently fapping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my hotel door—
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my hotel door—
Only this and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember, it was just before September;
And the shadow of my member wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow;—so my veiny shaft could borrow
From my porn's surcease of sorrow—sorrow for my lost Amore—
For the rare and radiant maiden whom I call, my Amore—
Nameless here for evermore. And the silky, smooth, and certain, rhythm of my jerkin'
Thrilled me—filled me with fantastic pleasures never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating, of my meat I stood repeating,
"'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my hotel door—
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my hotel door;—
This it is and nothing more." Quickly I was nude no longer; but my erection still grew stronger,
[M4F][Str8][When ex-es reignite] …Here’s The Reignition
I'm not the brightest penny in the vault, not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but I have a gift, a superpower if you like to think that way. The ability to tune into the moment, hearing the desire that's let loose as the sun comes up, and the aching nakedness of two people that find themselves in a situation where they just want to meld and share their secrets. Or, at least, share the yearning that wells from the core. Those thoughts that manifest, making pupils dilate, flushing the skin in a way that makes you think 'I hope they cant see that'. And yet you secretly hope that they will. Humans doing human things :)
After a thousand encounters, there was always one that tugged away, unable to forget. A chance crossing of paths, and a volcanic expression of lust, and we explored each other, doing terrible things that made the neighbours angry, as each touch created an expression too loud to suppress. She loved to arch her back as my teeth slowly pressed against her swollen clitoris, wriggling to escape, but never doing so, before I unhinged her, and watched her clench, and clench, and clench, breathing raggedly… There's no better vision of a woman undone, when she is as naked as an orgasm rattles through every pore of her skin, laying there, and happy to be so.
Keeping busy during a storm: Finale. (mf) (mast)
Some time later, I wake up to a strange feeling. I follow one of Jessie’s arms and it looks like she managed to move her hand down my shorts and she was stroking me. “Jessie.” I nudge her a bit to try and wake her up. She groans an answer as she continues to rub me. “Does it feel good love?” she asks me as her other hand moves down to join in. A moan escapes my lips as I try to remove her hands from me. After some prying, she eventually lets go. I roll Jessie onto her side and soon she falls back to sleep. I throw my arm over her and I start to doze off. Suddenly, I feel Jessie grab my hand and she places it on her belly. I don’t know what came over me. I suppose I wanted to return the favor. I move my hand under her shirt and I start to massage her breasts. I hear her moan and I decide to continue. I begin to tease her nipples. Then I pull my hand back to lick my fingers and pinch them to perk them up a little more. I hear Jessie start to moan. I smile and my hand moves down till I feel the waistband of her pants. I was a bit surprised to find she didn’t wear any panties when she slept. A little further and I could feel her. She liked to keep herself shaved. I rest my hand on her pelvis, marveling at her smooth skin. I finally make my way to her spot. Her legs were crossed over themselves, but I managed to slip a finger into her.