If You Want Him, Come Get Him [FM][Vanilla][F32]

Oh, you again, sweetheart? Yeah, he’s here, where else would he be this time of day? You know what he likes, and that is me. Fuck me? Yeah, he does that sometimes, so what? Are you really so innocent, or is that an act you put up?

Look, chica, that’s how life gets sometimes. Things change, and we change with them. 

And so what if he likes to come here? So what if he’s married to you? It’s not like you made much of an effort to keep him.

Yeah, we really are living here now, your husband and I. Yes, a rusting old shipwreck that they pulled ashore, and now nobody knows who even owns it. Tell you who owns it, it’s that slag who fucks your husband. Honestly, probably not, but this is as much mine as anyone’s now. Try getting me evicted, see if anyone cares.

So tell me, what do you hate more? That your husband is in the process of leaving you, or that he’s here with me? Would it be better if he found a chick who’s more your style? Younger than you, more beautiful? Would you like it if she dressed up nice, wore a suit to work? Because he could have that, too, you know? You think I’m washed up? Look in a mirror sometimes, you’ve run the mile. 

[F20s/M20s][FreeUse][Fiction] The Skylar Chronicles part 9

Working from home is great. I don’t have to deal with morning commute traffic. I can nap on my lunch. I get to hang out with my dog. I don’t have to deal with Brad microwaving fish in the break room. There really are very few downsides to working from home, which is why I’m glad to work for a company that allows me to do exactly that. But I’m willing to bet you’re not here to listen to me go on and on about how great working from home is. You’re here because you want to hear about Skylar. You want to know if I stayed.

The answer is no, I didn’t stay. I got in my Uber, caught my flight, and went home. I then subsequently broke my lease, quit my job, packed up all my stuff, and moved to Seattle to be with Skylar, because damned if I’m not going to be with the woman I love. Skylar and I have been officially together for a year and a half now, living in the suburbs of Seattle as she pursues her law career. We moved out of her apartment and found a house with some more space. It’s been good. The only trouble was me finding a new job. That took a while, but I eventually was hired into a data analyst position for a Silicon Valley tech firm that is trying to bring smart glasses and smart contacts to the market. Yeah, it’s really Black Mirror-esque but whatever. The good thing is that I get to work remote. And did I mention we got a dog? Our Rottweiler Athena has been a perfect addition to the house.

The Cabin [female age:35, male age: 22]

“Come here, baby.”

It was my aunt Susan speaking. Somehow we’d found ourselves alone in my Grandpa’s cabin.

We had needed to get away. Both of us did.

Susan was recently separated, in the ugly process of divorcing from her abusive husband, Mike.

I was on a break from college, maybe a long one. I was tired of the dorms, the jocks, the endless line of rejections from girls who were way too interested in the local Chad to spare an average looking guy like me even the slightest interest.

It was frustrating, and I always felt like such an outsider, a square peg trying to fit in a round hole.

And so, Susan had invited me up to spend the weekend at our family cabin. It was my Grandpa’s property, but all the family was welcome to it.

It was isolated, way up in the mountains, so it didn’t have electricity or running water. We were truly roughing it, but it was a nice escape from my usual anxieties.

Life Hack: when you’re overwhelmed by problems, just find some new problems to deal with. Then maybe your old problems won’t seem so bad.

A very specific profession [Cheating, M, F]

It was 10 o’clock in the morning when Mrs Greenberg was alone at home, staring at the wall in an absent-minded fashion. Her thoughts were filled with anticipation of a phone call she was expecting. Suddenly the phone rang:

“Yes, Mrs Greenberg speaking.”

“Yes, I have been awaiting your call.”

“Yes, he is at work and the children are at school. All until at least four in the afternoon.”

“I will be waiting for you. Bye.”

She put the receiver down. Mrs Greenberg was an unusually good looking woman in her forties. Despite her dwindling youth she had managed to retain some of her vigor. Her body was still nimble, albeit her boobs had begun to sag a little, she managed to keep her E cups from her youth in a good shape. Her waist was still relatively thin when compared to her thick thighs and round, bulging buttocks. All in all she was proud of herself for having kept her body in a good shape, with all its curves and good health.

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Travis and Jessica. Cougar seduces 18 year old.

Travis checked that no one was in the hallway, then he quietly snuck down to Sadie’s room. It was right next door to his best friend Marshall’s room. Sadie was Marshall’s 17-year-old younger sister.

The door was cracked halfway open as he leaned inside. Suddenly, she grabbed his arm and pulled him into the room, quickly and quietly closing the door behind them.
It was dark in the room, and Travis’ eyes hadn’t adjusted from the bright hallway lighting yet.

Her warm, soft body pressed up against him, leaning him into the door at his back. His arms instinctively wrapped around her waist while soft lips nibbled along his jawline.

His hands slid down over a warm, full ass, wearing a pair of tight yoga pants. He grabbed two luscious handfuls and pulled her body against his. His instant hard-on eagerly greeted the pressure of her thigh against his cock.
He moaned while she wriggled against him. Travis moved his hands to the front and enjoyed groping the breasts pressed against his chest through her thin tank top. He went to cup her when he realized, her breasts were bigger and softer than he remembered. Sadie had nice firm C cups… these were a good deal bigger, way more than a handful, and so soft and heavy in his palms. His dick jumped at the primal urge that cupping these large warm globes sent straight to his groin.

My [F]antasies

If you’ve read my previous stories then I’m sure you know how kinky we like to be! We’ve done it all, and I’ll never get tired of it. There are very few nights we are apart, but it does happen. So to all of you who have asked me previously about my fantasies this post is for you!

When I start to get in the mood I like to imagine myself on top. It’s as if I can feel everything without her there. I’ll feel mer neck under my hands, how she’ll claw my back and arms struggling for air.

Other times I imagine tasting her, I can smell her and feel her wetness on my face. I can feel her legs tensing in my hands, her pulling my hair tight to hold me in place.

If this isn’t doing the trick I will switch it up (pun intended). Now she’s on top of me, calling me insulting names, slapping me, making me beg her to stop teasing.

Sometimes if I’m close she’ll give a countdown, that’s game over. Immediate ruined orgasm for me, she loves seeing me get frustrated from that. She flashes me her sexy smile, obviously enjoying my pain and neediness. Calling me a dirty whore, making me call her master.

Working in Real Estate part 7 [M35/F34/F32/F30] [oral] [penetration] [fiction]

The next month blew by. My offer on the house was accepted, the inspection and appraisal went smoothly, and I was settling into my new job with ease, becoming a behind the scenes coordinator for Kayli, Jennifer, and Tara. Right around the time I was to move into my new house, Kayli said that there was a real estate conference happening, in St. George, the southern part of Utah, and she had signed everybody up to attend. Although I wasn’t a real estate agent like the girls were, she still wanted me there to learn.

We decided to make the five hour drive down in Jennifer’s SUV, as it was big enough for all of us, plus luggage. The morning we needed to leave, Jennifer swung pass my house first to pick me up, and she greeted me with a hug and a kiss as she helped load my luggage on top of hers. As we drove to Kayli’s house, Jennifer said, “you excited for this?”

I replied back, “what? A five day getaway, with my three favorite women? Nah, not excited at all.”

From Riches to Rags [mf] [kidnapping] [knife play] [humiliation] [degradation] [pain play] [anal play] [pony girl]

*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.*

# Act One – Asking For Trouble

One look at Christy and anyone would agree that she had it all. The perfect job as a business associate with an annual income that was more than enough to cover bills and personal expenses ten fold. A large house with several nannies and caretakers. A faithful and attractive husband who also earned his keep, bringing in just as much as her. And last but not least, her looks were the envy of every person around her. Women wanted to be her. Men wanted to fuck her. But despite all this, she still wanted more. She yearned for that promotion that would not only set her up for the rest of her life, but have more control over every person of the company. Something she took great pleasure in. It was no secret she looked down on anyone she didn’t think lived up to her idea of perfection, and that was practically everyone. So it was no surprise that she jumped at the chance when one of the executives called her for a meeting that would determine if she’d make the promotion and accelerate her career.

Girls Night [F/F]

We’re laying together in her bed, like we always do on our girls night. Watching some movie but I don’t even remember what.
The only thing I’m aware of is how close our bodies are. Every time we do this, I swear we get closer to touching. Does she realize how much she drives me crazy? Is she doing this on purpose? Or does she cuddle in bed with all of her friends?

I wonder if she notices how my gaze lingers on her soft, full lips. The way her tank top shows off the swell of her breasts. How I can’t keep my eyes off her ass in those leggings. Especially after we finish off the bottle of wine.

So now we’re in bed, under the covers together, bodies only a couple inches apart. I still don’t even know if she likes women or not, I haven’t come out to her as bi yet, it just never comes up in conversation. But then I feel her leg press up against mine, and immediately my breathing picks up – I wonder if she notices. I press mine slightly against hers too, so she knows I don’t mind. We lay like that for a while, so close to spooning, I just wish I was the big spoon so I could see her face, try to read her expressions and see what she’s thinking. I’m glad the room is mostly dark, hopefully she can’t tell how much I’m blushing just from feeling her so close.

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Okay this is gonna be strange but i need help i tried everything to find it and i can’t

A while back a was following erotic literature and another that i don’t remember the one that i don’t remember had a person write a series of stories that was really good and i was invested. The serie was so good that he even created a subreddit i think with his username for his stories. It talked about two roommates a female and a male that became friends and they were fucking and i think they were experimenting pegging but I’m not sure. It was like six months ago. They were called episode l ll lll and so on I really hope someone recognize what I’m trying to find Thank you