Sitting in his chair, watching the morning news, waiting for the work day to begin, Ben hears Patti’s alarm go off, she hits the snooze button like the hundreds of mornings before, oh just five minutes more he imagines are her thoughts, it goes off again and she reluctantly gives up her sleep. He hears the bathroom door close and the shower turn on and he knows she is slipping out of her nightgown, revealing herself, that woman that has filled his dreams and fueled his fantasies, is now is getting into the shower, he hears the shower door close, and now the warm water is covering her, and his mind begins to wander, he knows how sexy his wife’s body is and how envious he is of the water, if only he could wrap himself around her like that. He pictures the water running over her, every droplet slowly gliding over her skin, finding places to cling too, running down her breast, gently holding on to her, unwilling to release its grip but inevitably letting go and quickly being replaced by another fortunate drop, oh how he wishes he could be one of those lucky water drops right now. But now the shower is over and she steps out, drying herself and getting dressed for the day, for Patti, dressing is a art form, she always has something that catches his attention and captures his imagination, something that’s modest and sexy all rolled up in one beautiful package. What a woman he thinks, knowing what those clothes gently cover, he knows just how lucky a guy he is, she walks into the kitchen and gets her coffee and heads to the living room where Ben is waiting to see what she has come up with this morning, and she doesn’t disappoint, it’s a bright yellow sundress, and he has always loved seeing her in one of those, they seem to make her figure stand out even more, and that color, wow! She was a shapely 5 ft 4 brunette, with big brown eyes, and those red lips, the kind of lips that just make you want to kiss them, among other things… she sits down on the couch ready to read her email and enjoy her coffee, totally unaware of what Ben has planned for them, she thinks it’s just like any other Saturday morning, but this isn’t going to be like “any other morning”
[F]irst Time at the Gynecologist – My first time at the gynecologist.
1955 and I’d been offered a typing post with the Civil Service. I’d left college after my 5th Year and after taking several typing exams I’d waited for the right job. The interview had gone swimmingly and i was due to start the following fortnight providing my references were ok and subject to a medical.
The alarm woke me from a deep slumber, I reached over and turned it off and cuddled up to my pillow. Gradually I came round and decided to get up. My doctor’s appointment was at 10:00 and i need to leave the house by 9:30. I threw back the bed sheets and blankets and felt the cool morning air. I brought my long legs up and placed them on the floor, stretching my arms as i did so. I stood up and my bunched up pink baby doll nightie fell down to my thighs. I picked up a towel, went into the bathroom turned on the shower. Went to the toilet, did a wee, wiped myself and checked the tissue, thankfully my period had finished the day before and I was all clear. I would have hated to have gone to the doctor’s wearing a Dr. Whites.
Alleyway Cumslut [MF][Oral][Anal][exh][Mdom]
“Lift up your shirt, let’s see those tits. Yeah that’s it, that’s hot, hold it.”
The photoshoot had now gotten a little raunchier. I’d taken the shots she had wanted to get out of the shoot, now it was time for me to let my imagination run wild, and push her boundaries. There she stood, on the overpass, lifting up her top, cars passing by on the street below. She didn’t seem to mind. I continued to snap away as she threw different poses, and then proceed to take her shirt off entirely. I could feel the precum leaking in my underwear, as my cock throbbed in excitement at what I was seeing through my lens.
We finished up, and I showed her the photos I took, which seemed to be to her liking.
“Got a fair few there to beat off to when you get home there,” she teased.
[MF] First Night of Drinking (Part 2)
Continuation from my first post
So after I blew my load in my coworkers mouth I decided I couldn’t let the night end there. I’ve been drinking so I knew my dick would be ready for round 2 at any minute.
I picked her up and threw her on the bed. Her natural tits bounced and I immediately begin to caress and nibble on each breast. After a while of teasing I pull her thong off and I spread her thighs. I start rubbing on her clit with my finger in circular motion. She moans. The sound of her moaning was enough to get me rock hard again.
I kiss her pussy lips, the I start to suck on her clit very gently as I bury two fingers into her pussy. She arches back as she grabs my hair and smashes my face into her pussy. I can tell she’s loving it so I intensify my motion. Her body shivers as her juices flow. My chin and mouth soaking from her pussy juice. My cock is swollen for her.
The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 12 Part 1 (MF) (Oral) (Group Sex)
Standing at the bottom of the stairs ascending to the tree house, the boss looks up at Anna.
“Are you ready for this?” he says trying to hide his own nervousness.
They’d spent the afternoon having lunch, walking around Paradise, getting massages, and having a much needed nap. Now it was time to head to the Tree House. Wyatt’s house.
Anna’s heart beats hard. She looks at her boss standing naked and wonders if choosing to wear her bra and panties was the right decision.
“I’m kind of nervous, sir. But I’ll be okay. You’ll be right there won’t you?” she says meekly.
He kisses her and says, “Don’t worry. I won’t leave you alone with Wyatt unless you ask me to.”
She relaxes a bit and lets him take her arm in his to head up the stairs.
When they reach the door he knocks and shouts, “Put your dick away, old man! We’re coming in!”
A gruff, southern tinged voice yells back, “I put my dick where I want but come in anyway!”
It’s clearly an exchange they have had many times. An inside joke between old friends.
[FM] I asked to be treated rough, and a princess always gets as she wishes <3
A/N: This story isn’t super explicit but it’s also def not sfw so in the GWstories it goes! My restlessness has been insane lately so enjoy the product of my late night writing <3
Some days, I need to be handled rough. There’s no rhyme or reason behind it–at least that I’ve ever been able to understand. Just that every so often, the time comes where my body craves pain, depravity, the sense of danger and helplessness. But I’m a responsible adult, so I’ve been told. I can’t just go throwing myself into dangerous situations for kicks. So, I create them for myself.
**”Choke me when you get in the door pls. ??? I need to be roughhoused.”**
Read with no response. I put down my phone and let it slide off my back; he wasn’t in the mood that often anyways. By the time 6 o clock actually rolled around, I had forgotten entirely about the text. Chores had taken up my time; I was just leaving the laundry room when I heard the front door unlock directly to my left. By the time he opened the door I was already in the kitchen, setting up the sink to do dishes.
The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 28
The next morning, Anna wakes up to moans and obvious sex noises. Her mind starts to run wild, is Bruce fucking someone else now that he is home?
She rolls over and rubs her eyes, she sees Bruce laying next to her, slowly stroking himself. Then she recognizes the sex sounds as as her own. She looks at the wall across from the bed. There, projected on a massive screen, is video from the night of the gala. It’s the point from the night where she had her first satisfying double team.
“Sir…” Anna says quietly.
Bruce rolls over and kisses her. “Good morning. How did you sleep?”
Anna answers quietly, but Bruce sees her glancing at the screen.
“Oh. Well, you passed out before I could finish last night. So I figured watching you would be the next best thing,” he explains.
Anna keeps glancing between Bruce’s cock and the screen.
“Would you like me to turn it off?” he says, puling her close. “Or would you like to keep it on and finish what we started last night?”
My Son Wakes Me Up In A Surprising Way Part 5 (MF | Incest | Mom/Son | Taboo | Reluctant)
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—Part 5
The rest of the day seemed to be normal, I only saw Seth a few times in passing. We both acted as if nothing had ever happened between us this morning. I was starting to hope that was going to be the way that we dealt with it, just avoiding it completely. We had dinner, cleaned up, and even chatted as a family before bed. When it was time for bed I head to bed. My husband and I chatted as I changed into my clothes for bed. He barely even glanced my way from the tv. I was still a hot woman that should be able to draw my husband’s attention. It angered me deeply that he would not give me any compliments, I could feel myself yearning for Seth at the moment. After quickly getting dressed, I climbed into bed to sleep.
Full Term Lovemaking [MF|Romantic|Pregnancy|Impregnation|Female POV]
(*Foreword : This isn’t my first erotic story, but it will be my first time sharing one with an audience larger than just one or two. It’s also one of the few times I’ve written in second person. I know it won’t be for everyone, but for those who do read on I’d love to hear what you thought. I appreciate all positve and negative feedback, corrections and opinions. And if just maybe it got you aroused or flustered, I’d love to hear that too. Enjoy.)*
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Special ops cadet part 2 [BDSM] [captivity] [food porn] [orgasm control] [reward/punishment]
(Reading part one is not really required)
Dr. Reno’s footsteps echoed across the lab. Yuna pressed herself into the far wall of the cage. The chill metal rungs indented into her face. His lab coat rustled as he walked past again and her eyes winced closed. “Breath, just breath,” her thoughts chanted. Heat radiated from every inch of her body and her face started to bead with sweat. She clutched the rungs once more and exhaled in discomfort. Dr. Reno’s footsteps halted and turned toward her.
The cage door unlatched and Yuna’s chest fluttered with quickened breath. Her balled up form took up a minuscule percentage of the large 8×7 foot cage. His creaky leather shoes approached steadily and he bent down beside her. Her heart thrashed against her chest. With a small click of his pen, her face was flooded with light. “Shhh, it’s ok,” he said calmly, and reached to move aside her hair behind her ear. The light’s angle shifted and his gloved hand pulled at her lower right eyelid, “Perfect, it’s holding this time,” he said muttering to himself. Yuna’s body shook in its feverish heat. As his hand receded, her head sunk back into its ball. “I know, don’t worry, you’ll be through this part soon.” He said gently petting the top of her head. He exited securing the latch. Papers were swiftly gathered and in a moment the lab door closed behind him. She sat in the quiet empty lab attempting to hold herself together.