The Bucket-List – 02 – The Window

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When Sarah entered the room, the man from the afternoon was talking to a customer, showing her some dildoes.

He saw Sarah, nodded and pointed to a door behind the counter, signed “No entry”.

She walked over to the door, took the handle and threw him a questioning look. He nodded, continuing his talk with the customer.

Sarah opened the door and walked in. After a short corridor, there was another door. Sarah knocked.

“Come in!”, a female voice could be heard from the other side.

Sarah entered and a nearly nude woman was standing in the room, dressing. She turned to her and Sarah saw two double-Ds to be remembered. The woman was only wearing thigh highs and just had a matching bra in her hand. Sarah hat to muster all her concentration to move her eyes from the boobs to the eyes in front of her, she blushed slightly.

“Hey! You must be Bucked-List-Girl. Johannes told me about you and asked me to help you prepare. And, by the way, I know these are a sight, so don’t be embarrassed.”, she offered with an inviting smile, massaging her boobs. “I’m Ginger”, she continued, pointing to her red hair.

Maintenance [Gangbang] [F20, M20, M23, M21, M22] [Fantasy] [Robot Girl] [Little Bit of Everything] [HEAVY dialogue]

     Her hand slowly strokes the cock in her hand while she looks at a computer screen displaying various graphs and charts. It’s maintenance day for the troops, but Dee is grievously behind on her other duties. She needs to place orders for new vehicle parts, design a countermeasure for the latest enemy technology, and meet with the Commander about the state of the troops. 

    The gears and wires in her joints rhythmically shift up and down while the moaning man in her hand begins to breathe quickly and stutters out something or another about being close. She quickens her pace and before long the work is done. She hasn’t actually stopped to take in what he looks like, swamped as she is with actual work. Maintenance day is such a nuisance! She hastily activates the hatch in her palm that opens to dispense soap and water and cleans the dripping cum from the oozing dick. 

I didn’t expect our cuckold experience to be this good.

After years of talking about it, it finally happened. My wife and I went to London with a to do list of sights and experiences.

The main one was the male escort we’d booked. I had paid £350 for another man to fuck my wife. I paid extra for no condom so I could fuck my wifes gaping creampie after.

My wife’s first big black dick was amazing. She came so hard and I watched her get manhandled and roughed up by an insanely attractive guy. I repeatedly stroked his dick and slid it into my wife and tried so hard not to cum.

I got a close up view of his pulsating balls as his gigantic load filled my wife’s incredibly welcoming cunt.

I came after a few seconds when I tried to slide my dick into her gaping, cum flooded box.

For two hours my wife become a black dick addict. She was absolutely ravaged and even two weeks later she takes pleasure in watching me masturbate as she tells me that her cunt won’t allow my little 7 inch dick. I literally don’t know if I’ll ever get to fuck her again and that drives me wild.

Jess’s Last Ride Part One [mf] [cnc] [kidnapping] [oral play] [slave play] [degradation]

*Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and in no way condones acts of sexual assault or violence. All acts of sexual intercourse and play depicted in this story are preformed by consenting adults.*

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Jess had grown up with what many would consider overly strict and traditional parents. They did not tolerate any kind of laziness or tomfoolery, so they gave Jess an ultimatum for her eighteenth birthday. Either start college, becoming a doctor or lawyer, get married to one of the many men they had lined up for her, or get kicked out of the house. Jess thought they were just bluffing, instead just wanting to party with her friends, but she was dead wrong. They packed essentials for her and kicked her right out of the house on her eighteenth birthday.

Jess was caught completely off guard, but she remained headstrong and knew she could count on her friends for a place to stay. But Jess’s luck seemed to run out as soon as her parents closed the door behind her. Most of her friends were in the next town over, and the little friends she had close by couldn’t give her a place to stay. Her phone no longer worked since her parents paid for the bill and cancelled its services then and there. She had no choice but to walk the twenty miles to the next town.

[M] My wild 2 days in Vegas with a married [F]

This is kind of a long one.. But it’s so unique, I wanted to give the details as much as I could.
I was heading to Vegas for 4 nights at the beginning of March for a work function. As a frequent visitor of Vegas, I was a bit bummed that I was going alone… my co-workers are boring, so hanging out with them had zero appeal.

I put a call out on various channels for anyone looking for “company” for a day or two. I’d treat dinner and/or show.. drinks, etc. I was serious in my call for “non sexual” as I really just wanted company. I have also been curious to have a true GFE (girlfriend experience) and put that in my posts.
Surprisingly, I got a few good hits right away. None of them seemed like “professionals” up front, and 1 in particular was heading to Vegas alone and was looking for the same thing as me. Non sexual, company.

I gave a doctor a prostate exam with my tongue. [MF]

I don’t love going to the doctor. The vague appointment times where you’re required to arrive by 1:15 but aren’t seen until 3. Answering the same questions asked by a humorless nurse. Being prodded and palpated by the wrinkled, freezing cold hands of an ancient doctor who is in and out of the room in four minutes flat. Doctor’s appointments are rarely exciting, never pleasurable, and generally errands I’ve looked forward to finishing as quickly as possible…until recently.

The nurse had just left the exam room where I sat, already annoyed in anticipation of would surely be a 20 minute wait. I was preoccupied with the intrusive thought of all the emails of emails flooding my work inbox when a sharp, confident knock jolted me back to reality.

The door opened and in walked a man who looked nothing like the short, bald man of indeterminate age whom I’d been seeing for years.

“Hi, I’m Dr. N, taking over for Dr. Kearns,” he said, extending his hand. He was tall and slender with boyish curls and bright, hazel eyes. He had a warm smile, if slightly tired at the end of a long Friday. We locked eyes and suffocating sexual tension appeared out of thin air. *I’m toast.*

Making Up [MF] [oral] [blowjob]

The argument last night was rough. It needed to happen but it sure took a lot out of us both. I was jealous and reacted badly, you just hadn’t realized she was hitting on you. It was not pretty. We talked it out and made up but hurt feelings can take time to heal. We both went to work like usual, but the morning was rough. We were fine, both of us were just tired and didn’t say much. Text messages through the morning but nothing too important.

You: “Did you bring lunch today or can I bring you something?”

Me: “I have some leftovers here in the fridge at work, so no need for a special trip.”

You: “Ok, I have to go out and run errands on my lunch break, so I’ll see you later. <3”

[MF] my sister in law’s tits part 2

After our adventure at the campground I was unsure of what to do next. I know what we had done was wrong but I couldn’t shake the image of my cock squirting cum between her tits. I couldn’t shake the image of the next morning where I could very clearly see the dried cumstains on her shirt.

We didn’t speak of it and moved on with our lives. I was content with this one time moment. A few months later it’s the week before Christmas and she’s staying over at my house for 2 days to do a cookie/baking marathon. I didn’t know if I could risk giving her another load.

[F] Getting to know my room[m]ate – Part 8

Hey there fellas, back again for more teasing! Nothing too extreme has happened since last time, at least on the physical side. I took some of your ideas, though some were a bit too much as usual. Like… nipple clamps really? Fucking ouch.

But anyway, the other night I was eating ice cream topless on the couch with Maya and Jared. I “accidentally dropped” some on my tits (not a lot, going to sleep sticky isn’t fun) and licked it right off in front of him. That obviously had an effect on him, but he didn’t stay silent this time. He asked Maya how she was fine with me just hanging out topless with a man, to which she answered that our relationship is open and what I do with my body is none of her business. Something seemed to click in his head and he asked if the open relationship was a two way thing. She said yes. I didn’t need to be a genius to see what he had in mind. Ever since we moved in, he’s clearly been into her but never made a move because he’s a respectful guy. But now Maya’s fair game. For a few days now, he’s been flirting with her and getting more physical to the point she had to tell him to quit touching her. It’s not like he was sliding his hand inside her pants or anything, she just has a very strict set of boundaries. However she fucking loves having her hair played with, and he figured it out quick. That’s all she lets him do.

power play

I met him, finally. The first sentence he spoke to me was full of intention, and I was naive enough to think it was playful. “So you don’t go to class anymore?” He already knew my name. I just wish he had been signing it on the roster for me at the end of those lectures I missed. That class is so ridiculous anyway, and my single stimulus was watching everyone else become engulfed in their devices.
In the last class I attended, I noticed not only the girl next to me gaslighting her boyfriend over text, but him. I’d had an eye out for him since the first time I heard him speak, always seeming to hide something behind the cynical smile he holds with pride. Alas, I was too busy snooping on miss toxic to question his body language at the time.

His legs almost fit under the table upright, but not quite. Constantly his legs are spread and fucking bouncing, and in those shorts, how could I not notice? With constant restless movement, but still completely engrossed, he must have typed a novel sitting across from me. He is chaotic but there is this unpredictable element of precision in him. I see other people interested, but he is always preoccupied, and I didn’t consider that he may have just been waiting for me to look away.

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