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My girlfriend’s MILF mom — aka Why Dani won’t talk to me anymore [mF] [fuckin’]

She cheated on me, that bitch. I slam Dani’s bedroom door and storm down the hall. She’s crying, but I head downstairs to get out of the house. I’m almost to the front door when her mom calls to me from the living room.

“Ben, what’s going on?” she hollers.

I don’t want to get to talk about this, especially not with her. “Nothing, Mrs Tyler. I’m taking off.” I’m shouting loud enough for Dani to hear. Let her be the one to explain this to her mom.

“Come here, Ben, talk to me,” Mrs Tyler says.

I want nothing more than to leave. But Mrs Tyler, well, she’s a MILF. And I’ve just noticed that she’s wearing nothing but a sports bra and yoga pants. And because of this, and since I won’t be coming around here anymore, I head into the living room and sit down on the couch next to Mrs Tyler. Read more »

Yes Chef

*“Your clothes, I want them off and on the floor.” Jackson growled. His voice got to Julia, considering the state of her panties. It took a couple of seconds for what he said to fully registered.*

*“Wait, what?”*

*“You heard me, I want to see your body. Now.”*

*His voice seemed heavier than it was before, tainted with his arousal. She looked down and Jacksons cock was tight against his zipper, and from what Julia could tell, he doesn’t wear underwear. The outline of him was clear, and made her even hotter. Her eyes trailed upwards and met Jackson’s eyes. He dressed so proper in comparison to the promise he was making her with the look in his eyes. The promise that she was going to get the fuck of her life, in the kitchen that Julia fantasized Jackson taking her every time her desire for him overwhelmed her.*

*Julia made her decision and reached behind her to the zipper of her dress and let it fall to the floor. Julia stepped out of her dress and slipped her shoes off. When she reached forward for the front clasp of her bra, Jackson stepped forward.* Read more »

A Good Day for Jean

They wanted superwoman. They wanted her to be able to juggle twenty things at once and still be the gracious, self-controlled executive that everyone wanted to see. Jean cursed them under her breath, but the drive that was in her, urged her to rise to the challenge. Pushing aside the feeling of pressure, she started to organize. Organization was her forte. She had always had an analytical ability to detach herself from a situation and look at it merely as a problem with a definite solution. This was going to work out, but she needed to make some calls. First, was to her personal trainer.

“Tony, this is Jean. Yeah, hey. I know I’ve been too busy this week to do anything other than my morning treadmill at home. I need to clear my head, so I was wondering if you could come here and train me at the company gym. Yeah, I know its pitiful, but I can’t get out today and I really need a workout to help me think. Look nobody ever uses it so there won’t be any problem waiting for a turn at the equipment. OK, thanks Tony, your are a gem. Its in the basement, I’ll clear you to go down there, just give them your name at security. OK, how about now? OK, I’ll see you in 15. Bye.” Read more »

Gina Gets a Tattoo

Gina tingled with excitement as she watched her new tattoo artist ready his tools and ink. She felt somewhat exposed sat wearing only her tank top with her legs spread open and her legs in stirrups. That exposed feeling was one of the things that turned her on, knowing her nakedness was on display for another. She had met Jeremy 3 days prior in her psychology class. He was a handsome young man with the body type that Gina, from experience, usually equated with large, thick cocks. Meaning, he was fairly tall, lanky and muscular in all the right places. It didn’t take long to strike up a conversation with him on day 1 of their class together. She had spotted him almost immediately upon entering the classroom. Throughout the class, she noticed him glancing her way, undressing her with his eyes. Actually every guy in the class was undressing her with their eyes at one point or another, including the professor. This particular professor was the main reason why she’d chosen to take an evening class, instead of one of the morning classes. He was, in Gina’s mind, the hottest professor on campus. An added benefit was meeting Jeremy.
Jeremy was working on a degree in graphic art, and for some reason, had to take this stupid psych class to fulfill his requirements. He’d been nervously droning on about his disdain for it for nearly 10 minutes now, as her pussy gradually got wetter in anticipation of what lie ahead. Gina already had a small tat just under her bikini line, a group of stars, which gave her something to talk to Jeremy about when she’d learned of his prowess. She’d casually mentioned getting a couple starts added to her “constellation”, and he’d quickly agreed to do it for free, for “practice”. The tattoo shop, where he worked as an apprentice, allowed him freedom to come and go as he pleased. The shop did “intimate” tattoos after hours, which meant that only Jeremy and Gina were in the back room, and the owner, upstairs in his office. Gina’s anticipation had nothing to do with a love for pain. In fact, she’d applied numbing cream to the area where she often kept a landing strip. Her anticipation was for Jeremy’s hand that would be resting on or near her clit. Read more »

Island resort getaway day 1 part 2

Just a little fun I had writing some stories for my wife. I’m not a a pro so dont expect it. Just all in fun. They started out mellow, each day they are getting a little more daring.

Lifestyle Resort getaway
Day 1- Part 2

As we left the restaurant, our waiter was by the door. He said thanks for coming in and he hopes we come back in during our stay. I said we will be back, you just blushed and giggled as we walked out the door.

We got to the elevator, as the door closed I immediately grabbed you and started kissing you. I had my hand up your skirt, rubbing you and kissing you as the elevator went to the top floor.

The elevator dinged, the door opened up and we shuffled down the hall to our room.

I opened the door with my keycard and you entered first. I turned and locked the door. As I turned to walk into the room, you were on your knees. You unbuttoned and pulled my pants down and immediately took my cock in your mouth right at the doorway. You were so excited and sucked my cock with so much intensity, I knew I was not going to last long if you kept it up. Read more »

[MF] How I [M30] Fucked A Girl [F20] Who Friend-Zoned Me For Two Years

Hi there, I just found this sub and really enjoyed what I had been reading. I am not sure how many of these stories are real or fictional, but I wanted to share something that happened to me about 10 years ago. Sorry this story is really long, it’s all from memory and it contains a bit of backstory – but I think it’s worth the read to give you some important context.

I had just started a new job and one of the part time girls who was working there was this 18 year old Egyptian girl named Anippa. The second I laid eyes on her I was in love. She was absolutely beautiful with that lovely Mediterranean olive skin, long dark hair, and she had these beautiful green eyes which really popped in contrast to her other tones. Her smile was infectious and could melt your heart when she smiled at you. She had the figure of a belly dance, about 5’5 with incredible hips, and fat C-cup breasts. Her parents were immigrants, but she was born and lived in the US her whole life. Her family was religious (Muslims) and they kept her pretty sheltered while she grew up. Read more »

Unexpected competition [MF]

This afternoon I was heading home from work and didn’t really feel like cooking. Arby’s was right there, so why not? I pull in and walk inside.

It’s not too crowded, but in line there are a few girls. They’re a few years younger than me. Some of them have sorority gear on so probably college age. Being like college girls they’re all talking. One big mass of conversation. Then I hear it. “Fuck you Rachel. I could make a guy cum in 60 seconds.” Time seems to slow down. The rest of the conversations just seem to fade away into the background. “Amanda, you didn’t even suck a dick til I made you last week.” “Yeah! And he came after like 30 seconds,” you say sarcastically to your friend.

You obviously came from a party, because you’re wearing a black crop top and a short white skirt. I bet you don’t even have any underwear on. I think about throwing something in front of you to see if you’ll try and pick it up. Its just short enough that if you bend down I might get a glimpse of the tips of your pussy lips. Reach down and slide a finger…. Read more »

[MF] that night in the VIP room with a stripper in Houston

So a few years ago I was in Houston on a business trip. I was meeting with both clients and prospective clients and had started my day with a seven a.m. breakfast meeting that went non-stop until 5 p.m. I was wearing a suit and thanked myself for scheduling the trip in late October when the weather wasn’t such a steam bath as Houston is hella-hot when you are wearing a wool suit.

My hotel was in the Galleria/Westside area of Houston. As I drove up to it, I realized the hotel was really close to a strip club called Treasures. I like popping into strip clubs on my business trips as I like watching naked women dance and I like a cold, stiff drink at the end of a long day of meetings. I’ve been to strip clubs in almost every large city in the U.S. and am always interested to see what the rules are in each city. Houston and Atlanta are pretty liberal in what is allowed, especially as most cities don’t allow fully nude places to serve alcohol. I parked at my hotel and walked the two blocks to the strip club. Read more »

For my bigger girl- Part 4 [MF] [First Person]

… I couldn’t help but smile. I had truly met my match. With a quick turn of your head, you sauntered back into your bedroom, leaving me watching your curvy body, that magnificent ass, as it slowly walked away from me. I knew you knew I was watching you- I knew you were indulging me, sauntering slowly and seductively away, but guiding me towards you with every step.

When you reached the bed and paused to look at me from the corner of your eye- I realized I had been standing there star struck, literally holding a towel in one hand and my erection in the other, dripping wet, totally mesmerized.

Like a puppy hurrying to catch up to its owner, I rushed forward, drying myself off, once again excited to relax in the remarkably comfortable looking bed I had noticed on the way in. You giggled a bit in spite of yourself, but quickly covered it up and said, rather firmly but not unkindly, ‘Now lie down on your back.’