Washed Pt. One [Mdom, Fsub, oral, voy, bdsm]

It's late. Almost two in the morning. I'm not tired. As usual. I decide to go wash my car. It needs it, badly. It's really dark out so I just go in my pajamas. My black drawstring shorts, that just barely cover my butt, and a loose purple v-neck shirt. I throw on my flip flops and I leave.

It's hot and humid out. Sticky. I turn up the radio and put all my windows down. Feeling the wind all around me. The song on the radio is one of my favorites. It's a slower Rock song with a great beat. I would love to strip for someone to this song.

I pull into the car wash. There is only one other car in there but I don't see it's driver. I put it in park and go to get my change. I've found him. Standing there at the machine. He is incredibly handsome and burly. Almost everything I love in a man. Tall, dark features, great beard, but what i really notice is his arms, incredibly solid. He looks like he could pick me up above his head. The next things I notice are his hands. I can see how callused they are and I automatically imagine them all over me. Feeling his rough hands all over my bare skin and I can feel myself begin to blush.

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The Bar Bathroom [MF] [anal] [anal fingering] [verbal abuse] [humiliation]

I didn’t usually go out to bars. The noise bothered me. But ever since Mindy dumped me for some guy with a huge dick, I was lonely, and I was tired of beating off. I washed my genitals thoroughly and went to a grungy bar. I saw a hot blond piece making out with a guy with a lot of hair product. She wasn’t wearing panties, and he fingered her vagoo. I thought she’d go back to his place to get inseminated, so I ordered a drink.

I zoned out for a while. Being around people was stressful. Then a goth tapped my shoulder. She said, “What are you, some kind of faggot?” I stammered and looked at her hot gothic tits. “The gay bar’s down the street, faggot!” “I’m, I’m not -“ I said as she rolled her eyes. She grabbed my arm and started walking toward the bathroom. “We’ll see,” she said.

“A Caribbean vacation interlude” — comments, please! [mf] [oral]

The day had been as picture-perfect as either of us might have imagined. The previous evening's late clouds had disappeared with a brief yet dramatic after-midnight rain, giving way to a cloudless sky upon waking. The sun-brightened sea had shown off its most dazzling range of turquoise and cerulean, calm for the few hours we'd spent exploring its depths that morning.

Still a little high from two exceptional dives, we pass the afternoon seated at the resort's swim-up bar, relishing the simultaneous luxuries of cool water, warm air and strong drinks. As we enjoy the relaxed passing of this part of the day, our freshly-sunned bodies barely covered by bathing suits, each of us grows increasingly desirous of the other, quietly appreciating an attractively firm line of muscle or a particularly appealing curve. As the afternoon and the beverages progress, we find ourselves torn between a rum-infused desire to retreat to the starched white haven of our bed, or the urge to give in to too many hours without eating and a serious craving for the island's exceptional seafood. Hunger wins out, and despite the mild ache of lust, we wander up the beach in search of a meal.

Published
Categorized as Erotica Tagged

Shy Friend Shows Your Wife his Cock [cuckold, wifesharing]

Your wife invited another couple you are friendly with, Dan and Susan to have dinner and drinks one Friday night. Susan had to watch her sister's children, but she insisted that Dan come alone. He's a bit of an introvert and his wife is always trying to get him to socialize more, so you weren't too surprised and your wife graciously agreed to have him over on his own.

After dinner you are all sitting in the living room having drinks when your wife exclaims, "Ugh, I have to change out of these work clothes. You two don't mind if I 'slip into something more comfortable' do you?" she asks, laughing self-consciously and making scare quotes with her fingers.

"Oh, no, uh, not at all, I mean, if your husband doesn't mind." stammers Dan blushing.

"Ha, don't worry Dan, she's just teasing you. She'll probably come out in her typical baggy sweatshirt." you say smiling at his discomfort.

Your wife sticks her tongue out at you petulantly and flounces out of the room.

You and Dan talk about his work as a scientist and your eyes are starting to glaze over when your wife returns.

wrote this quick chat to my GF & I think it’s hot (Str8)

Ok so I wrote this in a chat window real quick to my GF is it hot or not? She is wearing these blue & white checked panties which inspired me to make up a fantasy. sexy farmer's daughter i'm a cowboy just off the range come around from behind the barn you're hanging sheets on the clothes line a little breeze lifts your skirt you catch me looking but i pretend i ddint' see but you smile actually i'm a travelling salesman i saw your long tan legs & perfect round ass all young & sweet & those panties let me know maybe you weren't as innocent as you look I ask if your mother is home & you laugh & smile tell me you're the lady of the house there is an immediate attraction my voice is trembling a little as I try to make my pitch you invite me in leading me to the door, our very breath our bodies are being pulled together you turn & look at me, your head slightly bent to the side, one of your hands absent mindedly tugs at the hem of your dress you bite your lip a little & look right down at the obvious bulge in my pants i'm overcome with desire & can't hear anything but my breathing i know that i can touch you that you'll let me i'm sure of it but what if i'm imagining it i collect myself & start my presentation with a little stammer you giggle a little & stroke your bangs you're sitting on the couch before me your perfect legs are crossed but I can see the bottoms of your thighs you catch me again

A Fun challenge on nudist beach[MF][Str8][CFNM][exh][Fdom] my wife loved this story.[OC]

"So Nita, what's the secret? how do you keep Manuel so energetic?" Dana asked.

It was a cool, breezy morning on the beach. They were sitting on beach towels under striped umbrellas. This was the nudist section of the beach, but the ladies were dressed in tiny bikinis. On Nita, it did not leave much to imagination. She still looked hot in spite of having had a baby some months back. With those ample bosoms and butts, she was a view to devour. She was vacationing with her hasband Manuel. She had met Dana just some time back and they had hit it off. Manuel had gone to get some ice creams, Dana was still waiting for her boyfriend to join her.That guy was late.

"You know, he seems like an eager boy still, when you say that you have been married for 6 years now. Whats the secret? You have to tell me!" Dana probed again. "Well, its better to show you." Nita said with a mischevious smile. They both saw Manuel was almost back. He had ice creams on both hands. He was wearing only a beach towel.

The Best Night of my Life [oral, mf, loving]

First time posting here so be nice please! :) This is fiction, by the way.

My heart was already thumping heavily as I knocked gently on the front door. His parents were out for the weekend, and we’d chosen to finally make the step into sex. We’d spent the last 5 months building up to it. Getting used to each other’s bodies, and discussing how we felt, and now the night was finally here. My stomach had been doing somersaults all day, from the second I took extra caution shaving in the shower before slipping into a new pair of sexy underwear I’d bought, feeling like a stranger to my own body. But I was ready for this. I knew it. We both were.

He opened the door almost instantly, looking drop dead gorgeous as always, his smile spreading up to his chocolate brown eyes. I melted at the sight, and if anything my heartbeat sped up.

“Hey you” he said, embracing me and pulling me inside out of the cold.

I didn’t trust my voice, so just smiled up at him from the safety of his arms, before noticing my surroundings. The whole place was gently lit with candles. The lounge floor had been set up with duvets and pillows, and the fireplace was filling the room with friendly warmth.

An Orgasm You Will Never Forget. [MF]

You first see her as you enter your room.
she is lying on your bed,
her right hand slowly caressing her breast,
her left sliding down her stomach towards her panty line.
Her head is propped up on your pillow,
she's looking in your eyes,
biting her lip.
Her hand slides into her underwear,
she begins to make a slow circular motion,
still staring into your eyes.
Her breathing starts to sound short,
her eye lids slowly shut as she bites her lip again.
All of a sudden she stops,
she waves you over with one finger,
you approach the bed.
She starts to rub your half erect penis over your jeans,
she rips your pants down and licks your inner thigh,
you feel her soft lips at the head of your dick,
she slides down your whole shaft with ease,
she continues to suck you off until you feel like you're about to burst.
She stops,
you calm down while she slides her wet panties off.
You crawl onto the bed,
she lies on her back,
legs spread,
rubbing her now exposed nipples.
You lean in but she stops you,
she grabs your dick,
she teases you before you get too excited,
rubbing her clit with the head of your dick.
Faster,
faster,
she pauses…
All of a sudden she thrusts your cock inside her,
her legs now upwards,
ankles on your shoulders.
She's clawing at her own breasts,
pulling and twisting her nipples.
You feel it coming,
you're ready,
you start going faster,
you feel the sensation of sweet release soon to come,
seconds away.
Just as you feel the surge everything stops.

My Friend’s Mom – Part 1 [Str8, Fm, mast]

As the title suggests, this is a fictional story about the relationship I had with my friend’s mom.

Living on the same quiet street in a middle-class suburban neighborhood, we all knew each other and from the time I started liking girls, Mrs. Anderson easily became the only one I thought about.

She was a very nice person and always drove us places: the mall, the movies, and the arcade. We were just boys and just wanted to have fun but I always remember having a funny feeling whenever I looked at her boobs. They were gigantic.

You would need to see a picture to adequately understand the absolute girth of Mrs. Anderson’s chest in proportion to the rest of her body. It was like a giant, dangling cliff overhanging her slim belly. In an unreal sort-of-way, it didn’t all add up – many people thought she had implants but the natural shape and shimmy of them proved otherwise.

At one point in time, Mrs. Anderson was a model: slim and busty, she won pageant after pageant and then Mr. Anderson swept her off her feet and married her. Her chest wasn't nearly as big though…until they decided to have a family. Mrs. Anderson had one boy (my friend) and two daughters and a shit-ton of milk.