My (F46) first orgasm as a divorcee was a ripped volunteer firefighter who tongue fucked my asshole

To celebrate becoming a newly single woman I went wine tasting in Sonoma with a few friends. At one of the wineries we sat at a picnic table of which there were several. However, it became relatively crowded so people were sharing space at the various picnic tables throughout the afternoon. I wore my brand new teal summer dress that I had been waiting to show off.

In the early evening, we were sharing the table with a group of young professionals from San Francisco who were there for the weekend – one couple, two single girls and one single guy. The single guy was so hot, I couldn’t figure out if he was Latin or Mediterranean or what, but he had beautiful olive skin and slick black hair. We talked for a bit and I found out that on top of him being in construction he was also a volunteer firefighter. The Sonoma area is very high risk every fire season and he had been called upon multiple times to assist with the raging fires.

Deal With A Vampire – Excerpt (M/M, Vampire, Magic, Bratty Sub, Dom/Sub Switches, Slight BDSM)

Hey everybody! I wrote a novelette called Deal With A Vampire that’s up on Amazon. I wanted to show some love to the community and post a free excerpt for y’all!

For anyone interested in reading the whole thing: [Here it is](https://www.amazon.com/Deal-Vampire-Rae-McLaughlin-ebook/dp/B08DP6334Y/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&qid=1595982086&refinements=p_27%3ARae+McLaughlin&s=digital-text&sr=1-1&text=Rae+McLaughlin)

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“I see.” Alastor searched Will’s face, studying the way his skin pinched at the corners when he smiled and the particular shade of brown his eyelashes were. “Do you fear for your safety?” A laugh bubbled from Will’s chest. He briefly hunched over, eyebrows knitted together. He then straightened up and grinned at his host.

“If you wanted to harm me you would’ve done it ages ago!”

“Oh?” Alastor raised his brow, dragging his nails against Will’s hip. “What makes you so sure? I may just be the type to play with my food.” Will bit his bottom lip. He leaned forward, wrapping his arms around Alastor’s shoulders.

“I think you’re all talk, old man.” He rested his forehead against the vampire’s, smirking. “But I guess we’ll just have to see, won’t we?”

“Indeed.” Alastor returned the smirk, gripping the other’s waist and pulling him closer.

The Woman from the Bar [MF]

I sighed heavily as the bartender poured my second whiskey neat. I brought the glass to my nose and twirled it, inhaling deeply. I closed my eyes as the woody aroma flooded my nostrils.

“I guess I’m striking out tonight, Pete,” I said after taking a sip.

“No, no, no…no way,” Pete was waving his hand in the air, “get that shit outta here, I don’t need your mopey ass taking up a spot at my bar.”

I chuckled into my glass and gulped down the rest of my drink. I exhaled sharply and shook my head. “Whoo! Alright, one more then I’ll be out of your hair for the night.”

My eyes followed Pete as he walked to the other end of the bar to grab another bottle. He reached up and grabbed the bottle from the shelf and that’s when I saw her. I locked eyes with the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She had brilliant green eyes and long flowing frosty blonde hair with a perfect amount of loose curls throughout. She was wearing a tight, deep blue dress that fit her figure perfectly. She was average height, maybe a bit taller, and curvy in all the right places. It was obvious she was proud of her appearance and took care of her athletic body.

A Baker’s Dozen: Co-workers Learn the Joys of Erotic Spanking

F/f

Megan Van Stein was a stunning 21-year old community college student from Southern California. She started working at Bakers Dozen, a local bakery, and coffee shop by her school, to help pay her way through college.

Dressed in her turquoise apron, tied over a white t-shirt, and blue jeans, Megan looked like the perfect girl next door. She had light brown hair, green eyes, and a smile that was irresistibly infectious. Her small, hourglass, frame added perfectly to her innocent appearance. She was soon the favorite of many of the bakery’s regulars, especially its male patrons. Emily, the owner, noticed that once she hired Megan, sales increased by 30%.

Emily took notice of Megan as well. She was happily married, but she had always had a secret thing for girls, and kinky foreplay. Her favorite fantasy had always been giving a cute little thing like Megan a hard spanking for some made-up infraction. She would often imagine scenarios where she would take the young girl into her office, pull down her pants, and swat her backside with a hairbrush, or a paddle. She loved to imagine the way she might squirm, or moan as her bottom was spanked again, and again. Megan had such an exquisitely spankable butt, Emily often thought to herself. It was small, but round, and it filled out her jeans perfectly. Emily loved watching Megan walk, each cheek moving back and forth, taunting, and teasing her with every movement.

My virgin wi[f]e turned slut, Our 3rd meeting was full of surprises [cheating] [m]y turn to play

We had scheduled our 3rd meeting with Bob and Jill. My wife (Tina) and I had only had sex with each other until a drunk night together with our friends Bob and Jill ended with Tina discovering Bob’s huge cock. Our first two meetings ended with Tina and Bob having sex while Jill and I were basically left to watch and act as Bob and Tina’s toys as they felt fit.

I was hoping that in our next meeting that Jill and I would get to play and not just watch While I got really turned on seeing my wife cum like never before, I want in. I didn’t expect I would get to fuck Jill, but was hopeful that I would get to go down on her sexy body and maybe have her return the favor. Tina said she really wanted to be spitroasted and I was hopeful that Bob would allow her this wish.

My Mom Was The Online Tease All Along {incest | mmmf | friends | gangbang | spying | mom/son/friends | cons}

**Part 1 Jay Gets Into His Mom’s Panties**

After school one day I invited my friends over to my house to hang out. Frank and William were two of my best friends. We would hang out almost everyday and when we were not together, we would be messaging each other in either by text or in one of our chatrooms online. Today we would be coming to my house to talk about some of the wild videos we seen online, as well as the topics that had been coming up in our chatrooms that were public for others to join.

All three of us walked home from school together to my house. When we got there I seen that my mother must of been at work still, since her car was not in front of the house. I told the others that it looked like we had the house to ourself today. We walked inside, got ourself some drinks from the kitchen, then headed up to my room. I sat down at my computer, while Frank and William sat down on my bed.

“So what have you two been getting into online lately.” I asked as I logged onto my computer.

Morning Rise [MF]

I woke up this morning having to pee and worked my way across the room. The room was light because the sun was soon to rise. I remember him coming home late last night. I barely stirred as he slid into bed after his shower and wrapped his arms around me. I did not flush and walked back to bed. He was laying on his back covered from his waist down with the top sheet. We have been kicking the comforter off the bed in the middle of the night because of the heat. I stood at the foot of the bed for a moment and looked at him sleeping while the curtains moved slightly with the morning cool breeze. I was not going to waste this moment and gently pulled the top sheet from the bed. He did not budge.

A girl from work… (M/18) (F/19)

I’ve been working at my current job for a couple months now and it’s been going great! I’ve met a few people, made friends, and above all I’ve made some capital. I found myself being cleaner/cook for an Italian restaurant that is home to numerous young employees. It’s fun working and communicating with people your own age in a setting that is unfamiliar. It makes me appreciate the little things. Anyways, with this job came the inevitable relationships that needed to be made. Out of everyone who worked there one person caught my eye. Her name was Holly. She was a short, slim brunette with a cute ass and had eyes you could get lost in. She was the first person I saw and the only person to train me on my first day. She was stunning. She had natural beauty. The kind that doesn’t need to be “enhanced” by makeup. The kind that makes you appreciate true symmetry and good genes. Shift after shift I would find myself becoming closer to her as we closed and opened together on multiple occasions. We had shared a lot with each other including very personal details about each other. She told me she was a virgin and I told her that I was too. She wasn’t afraid of talking to me about things that troubled her and I was truly grateful for that level of trust. We shared so much information that we always had a topic to pick up where we left off. Everyday before our shift we would meet up in the parking lot and go in together. As we got closer I could tell that she was truly special. She had a heart and was caring towards any soul. She made mother Teresa look bad. Regardless of my obvious obsession over her I knew that I wanted to be with her. So one day I worked up the courage and asked her out before our shift started. After I told her she gave me a distraught look that made my heart sink. It felt as if time was moving considerably slower and I couldn’t do anything about it. She asked why I would ask her out knowing that we work together. I just replied with raw emotion, stating that I haven’t felt this type of emotion in a very long time and it is something I want to cherish. She begins to fully digest the situation and tells me that she doesn’t know what to say but really likes our friendship. Knowing that rejection was a possible outcome I didn’t sweat this defeat too much. We then both walk into work, clock in, and get started.
Things were slightly awkward but it wasn’t something too hard to overcome. Before we knew it we were talking as if nothing ever happened. A few weeks go by and my interest is still as throbbing as ever. It’s at this point where I’m considering going after her again but I don’t want to risk being seen as a desperate person by her. I’ve been talking to a few girls trying to get her off my mind but it’s not working. Being frustrated and stressed led me to indulge in a little proverbial nightcap. One too many drinks later and I find myself debating on whether or not I should just go for it more aggressively. By aggressively I mean full on sexting. I say fuck it and grab my already hard cock and send her the best picture I could take while being shitfaced. Thinking I’m a pretty hung guy with noticeable girth I didn’t think twice when sending the picture. It took awhile before she opened it but she did about 10 minutes after I sent it. My heart was racing so fast. I couldn’t even fathom what I had done to our relationship. Was I fucked in the head? Why did I do this? Being even more paranoid than before I started thinking of excuses to tell her on why I sent her the photo. I knew that I had fucked up even when I was completely inebriated. I had work the next day and was not ready to heed the consequences of my actions.
So I pull up into the parking lot around noon and notice that she didn’t wait for me like she usually does. In fact, her car is parked in the farthest corner of the parking lot under a tree where nobody likes to park. I find this weird and I immediately start to get anxious about the status of my job as well as my close relationship with holly. I park, take a deep breath, and smell the roses. It’s time to face the facts that I had fucked myself in the ass with no lube this time. As I walk in everything seems normal. Coworkers making sammies. Other co workers are wasting time as per usual but I have yet to find holly. As soon as I see her I can tell she’s busy and I don’t feel like bothering her at the moment. As the lunch rush ends I try to spark up a conversation with Holly only to be ignored by her and served a disgusting look. She walks straight past me and goes on her break. I feel like shit at this point. Why did I subject this nice, beautiful girl to such a trashy method of flirting. I feel like I tainted her in some way. She probably had never seen a cock before but yet I sent her an HD 1080p resolution picture of my cock just because I said fuck it. Taking my break early so I don’t have to endure anymore embarrassment I found that Holly had sent me a snapchat video. It was her in her car playing with her pussy captioned “I didn’t know how to respond last night but it hasn’t left my mind. I parked in the corner so you can fuck me on break”. My heart immediately jumped. Thinking I must’ve been dreaming I started staring at her car in the corner. I could see her 4-door suv shaking from her vigorous masturbating. Just the sight of it got me fucking rock solid. I bolt towards her car and get into the trunk area where she lay on her back with her legs spread open wide. Her body was perfect in every way imaginable. I could orgasm just from the sight of her. The sweet smell of her pussy filled up her car with an aroma that I hope stains my clothes. As I free my cock from my pants she gives me a submissive look in her eye that says “please go gentle”. I knew that this was both of our first times and it wasn’t a race, but technically it kind of was as we only had an hour break. I start to rub my dick up and down her wet pussy lips feeling her every groove on my cock head. I tease her a little bit with my tip going slow at first. But as she gets wetter I could tell how ready she was to get fucked like an animal. At this point we are in missionary position and we have our eyes locked on to each other. She tells me that she’s been wanting me for awhile and didn’t know how to react when I asked her out. I didn’t need an explanation. All my questions were answered when I saw her video. The only thing I wanted to do now was enjoy her warmth and embrace her with every passionate stroke. I started to penetrate her ever so slowly but it wasn’t long before she wanted more and more. She was so wet I could see a trail of her juices tracing along her butt. With every thrust you could just hear the validation of her pleasure. As I go faster and faster her moans begin to fill the car to the point where any bystander could hear her. Us. Making sensual love. She came first and that was what pushed me over the edge. I pushed my cock deep inside her and could feel myself stretching her out. As I came deep inside her she told me she could feel my cock throbbing inside her. This had to release a few extra drops alone. It was fantastic, unexpected, and memorable. After this wonderful afterglow moment we both came to the realization that we were still on break. I checked my phone and I only had 5 mins left in my break while she was due a long time ago. She pulls her leggings up pushing against her cum filled pussy as I clothe myself. We were both dripping in sweat and had obvious sex hair dues. She runs back to work and I’m quick to follow. Thankfully the restaurant was slow so we were able to sneak in without being bothered. As my shift progressed I could see my cum leaking out of her pussy staining her dark black leggings. She noticed. I noticed. And I’m sure a couple other coworkers noticed too but we’re not confident in what it was. Part of me wanted to fuck her right then and there. I wanted that to happen. I needed that to happen. I knew it would not be long before it did happen. Again and again and again.

It Started With a Whisper and Ended With a Roar [MF] [hotwife] [roleplay] [voyer] [exhib]

A couple roleplay stumble their way towards the hotwife lifestyle in a hot, loving and a bit risky way during a weekend away at a wedding. Co-written & inspired by a hotwife.

[https://www.lushstories.com/stories/wife-lovers/-it-started-with-a-whisper-and-ended.aspx](https://www.lushstories.com/stories/wife-lovers/-it-started-with-a-whisper-and-ended.aspx)

Her Master [Light BDSM] [M/F]

I loosen the tie around my neck, breathing deeply for the first time all day. Being self-made and wealthy has a multitude of perks but it does come with its drawbacks. Stress, long hours, fatigue. Dealing with people beneath my intelligence has made me cold and withdrawn to those around me.

I click the lock on the remote and my car chirps, the lights flash, telling me it is safe for the night. I walk up the winding cobblestone path leading to the back door of my home. It is large—far larger than two people would ever need—but that’s what I like. I don’t want my wife *needing* for anything… but me.

Warm rushes forward and engulfs me, making my face tingle with security and familiarity as I push open the back door. A candle flickers on the large island which centers the kitchen. Then I get *that* feeling. My favorite feeling.

My chest contracts, my breath growing narrow as the tightness builds within me. It starts somewhere deep in my belly but quickly fills my entire being. A tightness that twists and weaves its way through my blood into my heart and mind. It is made of anticipation and excitement, blossoming into a deep seeded *need* for *her*.