he (32) fucked me so good that my (32) pussy is sore [MF]

i adore being sore the next day. My whole body is sore, even my pussy. no bruises or hickies tho, so sad.

my boytoy came over last night. we were supposed to go out, but instead we smoked and giggled and he got horny by how cute i am. And then we spent a couple hours tormenting each other with 3rd base foreplay; i rubbed his cock through his pants and he was moaning from how good it felt. he told me he wasn’t going to fuck me…so he put me on my back and just rubbed his clothed erection against my clothed pussy. I was so wet and turned on that my imagination was so vivid that I could feel him filling me with cock. Even though we were clothed.

I still remember how his hands touched me, just teasing my very sensitive body. when I am aroused, my whole body is a erogenous zone. He fucked my mouth with his fingers. It was the first time someone has choked me without their cock in me…And I almost came from just the breath play. the softness of his hands as he delicately touched me, tracing to my neck and just effortlessly restricting my breath and holding my gaze.

Real experience at a hot photoshoot

I’ve created this account to post as I want to keep my main one separate.I’m going to start off with one of my absolute favourite experiences ever (a couple of years ago now).I’ve added in a couple of slight embellishments, but it’s about 95% true.

I’m Lainey, and my boyfriend at the time (Damien), booked us to do a couples ‘sexy’ photoshoot. I’ve got a pretty good body (5’4, slim, nice c cups), and I did like the idea of having some sexy shots, so I agreed. We drove to the studio on a Saturday, just after lunchtime. It was in the city in a fairly old building on a middle floor. It was open plan, and did look very professional (exposed beams and brick walls).A guy called Mark (white, about 6ft, average looking but well built) met us at the door and gave us a quick show around. He then introduced us to Hayley (white, about 5’5, skinny, rather cute) who worked there and Adam (mixed race around 5’10, good looking). He then showed us to a changing room and told us to pick any of the outfits, freshen up and then come back out.

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Our fifth round of breakup sex [FM]

*Yes… I fucking hated this guy, but we had fun sex.*

Alright. If you’re one of my more religious readers you know that I did indeed fuck my boss when I was an intern, and he was the worst. We dated for three months and “broke up” for three months after that. It took us a long time to finally separate because we kept fucking and convincing ourselves that things could work.

When we were on one of our “breaks,” I owed him work. My internship had ended but the firm I worked for hired me to finish a project. This meant we still had professional ties to him for a few months.

I dropped research off at his place on a Saturday afternoon (*admittedly a mistake*) and he was in a mood.

“You’re late,” he muttered.

“By twenty minutes! My train got stuck.”

“Explain that time my client when I’m billing by the hour.”

“Oh shut up. Are you even going to check it?”

“Do I have to? Your brought everything, right?”

[F] The One Night Stand Diaries – He creampied [M] me and sent me home in a taxi 15 minutes later

If I’m dying to get laid, I’ll work towards it and do the following things.

Firstly, I’ll co-ordinate a night out with friends who share the same lust and won’t judge. Secondly, I’ll shave my pussy. Thirdly, my ass OR boobs will be on show – just enough to tease. Lastly, I’ll feel confident in my sexiest underwear, with the sole intention of it making an appearance on a random guy’s bedroom floor.

I wore the most figure-hugging white dress I could. I chose a dark coloured g-string so that it’d be visible under the lights of a nightclub dancefloor. Within an hour of being there, I was introduced to a friend of a friend.

In true wingwoman fashion, I was painted as the girl who’s been looking for a good time, deprived of it by a recent relationship failure. Poor me had somewhat occasional sex and it wasn’t enough. I felt cock starved and wanted this guy to fuck me, purely because I loved the look of his biceps.

The Taking [NC] [Kidnapping] [Gentle] [MF]

Taking her body was the easy part.

Several off us had gone out for drinks after work. She wasn’t a big drinker, but she agreed to come along. A little talking, some joking, some flirting … and I talked her into a second drink – the one I’d slippped a little something in.

Pretend to be the concerned friend, offer to take her home, and that was it. She was home. My home … our home now.

No, taking her body was easy. It was taking her mind that was going to take some work.

She was so goddamn innocent. Never caused any problems at work. Blushed when someone made the slightest inappropriate joke. Rarely cursed. Never showed too much shin. Never went home with the guys that tried to talk her up.

Oh, I’m not saying she was a virgin, the “waiting for marriage” type. She’d probably been with a guy or two – probably in college, probably guys she thought she loved. But, she was the type to have only ever “made love”, and to have never really been fucked.

School Bliss (Milf Teacher 30s) (breed)

Hi this is my first time writing. There will most likely be tons and tons of mistakes, besides that please do enjoy.

Disclaimer* This is a work of fiction, all the characters are 18+ AND FAKE

*1328 words*

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My name’s Shawn, I just turned 18 a couple days ago and attending my final year in high school. I’m not the athletic kind, though you can tell that I hit the gym occasionally and eat healthy, in fact I’m a little on the nerdier side but don’t classify me as a nerd, I’m more of a struggling B average student, I carry a decent build, 5’10, I have black hair, a bit of scruff and blue eyes.

I really hate going to school, I mean who doesn’t besides those whom we know has reached their peak. I’m struggling to keep my grades up especially in English (D+). I know English is usually an easy course but look at my spelling, I can’t write an essay for shit, and it sure as hell doesn’t help that my teacher is Mrs. Brooke. Mrs. Brooke is one of the nicest and hottest teachers in school she normally wears a deep cut shirt, leggings or tight jeans, and ballet flats, she’s 5’4, has black thick and wavy hair with some faint blond highlights, she has dark eyes, natural tan, D cup, and a nice plump curvy butt that’s not to big and not to small just big enough to compliment her body. Over the summer, she got married to what has to be the luckiest man out there.

[F]irst [F]em encounter

This wasn’t my very first time with a girl but the amount of biological women I’ve slept with at the time I could unfortunately count on one hand. Outside of my relationship hers was the first pussy I would touch.

It seemed too good to be true so I only poked the idea and we continued talking for a couple more weeks. We originally planned to go to a bathhouse with a third person. That third person was a guy and the person who connected us both. Then he fucked up and she was no longer comfortable with him so she eventually just invited me alone to her place.

This is a common stereotype with lesbians, that they carry toys in their backpacks. And it’s true, my ass showed up backpack in hand with my strap and a vibrator, along with some lube incase. I got dropped off by uber next to their 1st building and unluckily her building was a shit ton of distance back and their buildings were labeled wonky so it took be over a few minutes to track her place down as she wasn’t answering my texts.

High and Horny. : Me [F] 30 and my coworker, Jeff [M] 45 PART 2

It is a small apartment but it feels cozy. He has some gaming posters on the walls, anime figures and mangas on his shelves, and a cozy looking couch in front of a huge tv. He comes back with water and as I drink, he sits on the couch and tells me to come over. I put my cup down and walk over towards him. I straddle him on the couch and look down at him as his hands squeeze my ass under my dress. My dress is one of those wrap and tie ones, so as soon as I untie it, it all comes off. Im in nothing but my thong in front of my coworker crush. He grabs my breasts with both hands and puts them in his mouth. He sucks and licks around my nipples and tries to fit as much of my boobs in his mouth. I’m so horny and it’s been so long since I’ve been with a man that I think I could orgasm like this if he did it for lo my enough. I’m soaking at this point and I need him inside me. I pull his shirt off and get on my knees on the floor to pull down his pants with his briefs. His large cock pops out very hard and happy to see me. As soon as I put my hands on it and lick around the head, Jeff lets out a little “mmmmmm.” I tease him and go slow with my movements so I can really turn him on. I slowly split on it and he watches it drip down. I work my way up to a faster speed of rubbing his dick with one hand, massaging his balls with another, and licking and sucking the tip. He lets out a “fuuuuuck” and then gathers my hair up with his hands. He grabs my head with both hands to push me down lower and lower. I gag deep throating him a couple times and when I pull out there are strings of pre cum and spit dripping down my chin on to my breasts.

A bunny slave fantasy I have

I want to be owned by a man who can hold me down. He would get to decide what I wear every day as I clean his house like a little bunny maid. Keeping my needy little ass plugged, and hungry pussy n clit vibed all the time to keep me submissive. Using me like a fuck doll whenever he wanted, filling my holes and making me feel his cum leak out.

Wearing bunny ears, locked collar, a mini skirt and a corset cinched so tight that I could barley breath and to accentuate the feelings of my toys, who knows, maybe he’ll even let me wear ballet boots, to watch me stumble as he puts a leash on my neck and leads me around.

He’d be controlling my vibe while he’s at work, keeping it on a low setting, occasionally doing a quick jump up to make me yelp, so that by the time he gets home, I’m just a dripping mess with thoughts of his cock in my brain.

Forcing me to take large plugs that are so big I can’t push them out, after all, what good is a bunny without a tail?

The Unexpected Encounter

My first real job in IT (my chosen career for my sins) was as a computer operator for a large distribution company. You know the kind of thing, a couple of offices tacked onto a huge warehouse. Once a month, one of us would have to go in on a Sunday to do a backup of the systems. It was a long day of sitting around doing not a lot and feeding tapes into a machine. I explored the warehouse fully during those days. Being the only person in the building does lend a certain amount of freedom.

And then the internet came along, it was a new and magical place (not the all-pervasive thing it is now) and my friends wanted to see it, so some Sundays I would have company for these trips while my mates explored the web.

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