Pussy and arse assisted wanking [MF] [facesitting] [sweaty]

I got woken by the en-suite light being turned on.

I rolled over and saw Sophia’s back towards me. She was standing in front of the sink, looking at herself in the mirror.

“Morning” I croakily called out.

“Hey” she replied. She turned and blew me a kiss.

Sophia was wearing her gym gear and had clearly been working out. Her face was bright red. Her pony tail messy with strand of hair stuck to her face.

Her sweaty body covered by a skimpy sports bra and tiny gym hot pants. Sophia bent over the bath, turned on the taps and the shower started up.

Sophia walked to the foot of the bed. Right in front of me. She bit her lip cheekily and pulled off her top, over her perfect head. Her small but perfect tits glistened with her perspiration. She spun round, wiggles her tight round arse out of the hot pants and gave her arse a slap.

“That’s all you’re getting. I’m late” she said. Laughed and disappeared into the bathroom.

Ribbons, Marabella and Justine (Part 1)

Something strange came over
Marabella in school today.
She wanted to study advanced English in college and Mr. Miller her English Teacher had just started the Marquis De Sade’s “Justine”.1
It was an intimately sexual piece and Mr. Miller was concerned it might be a little too graphic for “someone of the likes of Marabella”.

She scoffed when she heard this and decided to prove him wrong, immersing herself in the heinous acts of Justine.
She began touching herself at home, to understand what Justine felt like being tied up and fucked as a prostitute.
When she did this, she could only imagine Mr. Miller tying her up, slapping her breasts, penetrating her with his manliness like stuffing a hog on thanksgiving.

‘These are bad thoughts, I shouldn’t be thinking about him like this’, but he was so handsome, she couldn’t help herself.

Such strange thoughts and doing was very unbecoming of her.

Anyway, today at school Marabella in her blue frock and matching blue ribbon that donned her gorgeous brown hair- felt strange.

Her panties wet wet and there was a terrible itch that she couldn’t get rid off.
An itch in her womanhood.

Can someone please write a story about my niche fetishes/fantasies? Can never find erotic literature similar to them.

Was looking for someone to write a story about a mother and son who are basically trailer trash. Especially the mom who’ss a worn out, drug addicted, chainsmoking streetwalker. And the son who’s in love with his nasty mother and the situations they get into.

– Some of the situations could be like they got hooked on drugs together and have drug-fueled sex.

– They go through withdrawals and use sex to cope.

– Maybe the mom and son got caught with drugs and the son takes the fall for mom and goes to jaill/prison for quite some time and comes back with big blue balls mommy helps him with.

– Son overdoses and mommy does sexy CPR to save him

– Mommy gets pregnant

– They don’t pay their drug tab so their dealer fucks up his cock and balls and mommy makes them better

– There’s a trashy sister/aunt/grandma in the mix

This is just one of the weird fantasies I want to see written and I was really hoping someone could help me. Regardless I want her to chainsmoke cigarettees because I have a HUGEEE fetish for that.

I gave AI based writing software a prompt for an erotic story and this is what it wrote:

Prompt: Jessie was being fucked hard by Brandon, and then she felt a pop.

AI: Jessie was being fucked hard by Brandon and then she felt a pop. She felt her husband cumming inside her, and he began to fuck her hard and fast, making her scream with pleasure. Jessie realized that she was getting close, and she started to cum, getting very close to cumming on his cock, but his dick was not letting her cum.

He started fucking her hard and fast again, and she started to cum over and over again. The three of them lay together on the bed while Jessie was cumming, and he did not know what to do. He did not want to break the spell and ruin the tie, but how could he do it?

Florida Man X El Crocodilo: A Recenge Story, A Tale Of Sodom, And A Promise To Defeate The Ultimate Evil

When I hit that Suplex on the alligator he flipped me on my back and started to role. I had no idea wtf I was gonna do, so I blasted him back into the pond scum from which he came. I threw my leg into that croco’s sternum and he smiled and said, ” do drugs kiddos” before biting down hard on his own tail. At this point, I was so angry, that I was lactating. With him being forged in the fires of mount clap ass itself, he could death toll me so fucking bad my scapula would tear in two. Basically I just shot the crocodile and I got arrested by fish and wildlife services cause Carole Fuckin Baskin pays those bitches off.

i come from a small town so casual sex hasn’t alway been a pleasure… except this time [MF]

i had just come home from a two month trip in australia(f19), around august, with my family and i thought id have to wait till i went back to school to have any sort of physical connection with anyone but boy was i wrong.

one of my child hood crushes, while i was in australia had hit me up on my birthday. i didnt think too much of it other than wow, id like to fuck this kid (m20h) what a dream that would be.

about a week after i got back id started a bit of a “streak” with this crush of mine, never really thinking itd go anywhere. until one day hed asked if we could hang out. the sexual tension at this point was obvious, especially considering hed asked to hang at 11 pm on a thursday, and the thought of fucking him was enough for me to go for it.

we decided on a meeting place and when he finally pulled up i immediately got into his car. it was an instant awkward laugh we first shared before i started to kiss his neck. i asked if it was okay and and he genstured to the back of his minivan. i looked at the giant medal rod sticking out in the back and invited him to help me push the seats down in my car.

The Party – Part 1 (watersports and humiliation)

Ten guests: Six women, four men.

‘Leave your ‘selves’ at the door’ was the mantra issued by Jake, the organiser. It was a nod to what he called ‘falling down the rabbit hole’: fully embracing a world of fantasy, and sexual indulgence, and leaving inhibitions behind.

To an outside observer, the party looked like any other. Apart from all the people being notably good looking, there was nothing that would raise an eyebrow. Six beautiful women, dressed to impress, and four smartly dressed men, sitting around a coffee table in a glamorous sitting room. Jake always hosted parties in houses that were both expensive and isolated.

He stood in front of his guests wearing a dark black suit and a crisp white shirt; smart and ruggedly handsome. Next to him stood a gorgeous woman. Julia had blonde hair spilling down her chest, her curvaceous body enclosed in a tight black dress, and she almost seemed to sparkle in the soft lights.

“Who wants to hold his cock?” she asked.

Five women’s hands shot up.

She was holding a glass jug, her perfectly manicured nails tight clasped around the handle.

1st time I had Phone sex [MF]❄??

*This is a non-fiction story

I was 21 years old when I had phone sex with a stranger I met online, and I fell in love with it.

I never had phone sex before because something would ALWAYS interrupt me. The fact that I was able to do it then was a miracle in of it itself. It was absolutely amazing?.

At first I was anonymously seeking a fun dirty chat on one of those apps where you admit things, as I have done for years. I admitted something along the lines of wanting to be a snow bunny (a white girl who fucks black men), and I got numerous replies, only a handful relating to what I wanted. I eventually connected with this really handsome guy, and we were honest about what we wanted, to get each other off.

We sexted each other a few times on that app alone, we had fun, and his cock was gorgeous. We migrated over to a separate app where we could share video and audio, it was sexy as fuck, hearing each other get off to one another, dirty talking, sending explicit videos, the fun stuff. I would call him “Daddy” and “Sir” he would call me “Baby Girl” and “Slut”. It was heaven.?‍♀️

WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 30 Lesbian Lust: 101 Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)

Lesbian Lust: One on One
Approaching Angie from behind, already in a flock of subs willing an able to spread there legs just for the taste of the dominant. Her red hair blowing in the breeze, the soft breath of an outsider caressing her neck, circling around the bottom of her ear. “Hello love” Clarissa’s word sang like the dirty angel she is inspiring to be. “Can I speak with you.. in private ” allowing her hand to drift down to her swelling breast’s. “I really need to talk to.. you” Clarissa whispered once again.
The moon started to rise. Just a sliver or red against the blackened sky. The waters reflection danced on her flesh. “Are you sure you want to do this” Angie’s whispers brought rise to Clarissa’s skin. The queasy feeling, the goosed flesh that ran down Clarissa’s spine. “Ooooh.. Mmm.. Mmm Mmmm” Clarissa moaned, Angie’s tongue crossed the space between the shoulder blades. Her kiss echoed as it traced down her spine, as her hands mauled at her tits. “Yes, Oh yesss.. Ooooh yesssssssss” Clarissa moaned as Angie’s hands cupped her golden globe’s, fingers pinched her nipples. Her breath cascaded down to the small of Clarissa’s back followed very closely by her tongue. “Ohh fuckkk Angie, I’m.. I’m cuming again OooohOooohOooohOoooh shit OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” Angie’s kisses turned into bites, her slender back poofed out as her shapely ass now took the scene. Dragging her claws down Clarissa’s sides, biting her ass cheek. The rumble from her gut made the skin becum once more speckled with tiny bumps. Spreading her legs a little bit more in hopes that Angie will continue her southward journey. “I’m so fucking wet for you.. Ooooh” Clarissa bae once more trying to find that happy medium between panting for more and a all out orgasm. Gripping the blankets, biting the pillow as the next wave of cum splashed against her pussy walls. “I can’t.. … it Oh.. yes Ooooh Ooooh.. fuck yes.. yesss” Clarissa let the overwhelming sensation of the next orgasm start to drag her away, nails already hooked into any loose fabric they could find. Her pillow looking like it just came by itself. The first lick, the ginger, the bold, the your my fucking whore as Angie’s tongue lapped at Clarissa’s asshole. Then it started. To make love too, to fuck the hole, to turn Clarissa’s world upside down as more orgasm where building. More cum as the pink ocean turn in on it self. Shaking her head no, silently howling at the rising moon, panting as Angie went beyond the rim job. Wanting to reach back to stop the torture that Angie was doing to her pussy, the torture that Clarissa’s clit was under going. “Stop.. s…p (taking a shaky breath in) pl..s.. ..op I’m.. ..’m c..ng so (taking a second breath in, her lungs screaming they wanted air butt her body winning out as more orgasms where being delivered) f..k..g har.. Ooo OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss fuckkk OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” Clarissa body was begging for more orgasms, more heart pounding, hair pulling orgasms. When finally the tongue flicked over that zone between the pussy and the asshole, the neither zone of sexual desire. Hooking her tongue as it invaded Clarissa’s moist pussy, dipping so far down to make more orgasms bubble to life. “Ooooh fuck me.. fuckkk Mmm.. Ooo yes Ooo.. … OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” feeling the pull to the shoulder the overwhelming urge to flip over butt when that didn’t work Clarissa could feel Angie’s body pressed against hers, the breath cuming in and out at a rapid pace and a tongue dancing on her ear. “Now you shall do me, my little pet” Angie raked back Clarissa’s hair. As Clarissa found herself on top, lip locked in the Lesbian Lust: One on One.

One of the most fun – and awkward – experiences of my life [MFF].

I told this story in a PM, and since I went through all the trouble of writing it once, thought y’all might like to hear it too:

When I was in college I was dating a girl who happened to live in the next town over from me. In her case, the sister was a couple years younger. Both girls had been homeschooled and were pretty sheltered. My girlfriend was still a virgin, and wanted to wait for marriage, but was VERY enthusiastic about fooling around. I was her first for many experiences.

She and her sister were pretty close, but also had a bit of a competitive streak. My girlfriend was older, smarter, and more popular, but was jealous of her little sister bc the little sister was slightly more petite and got more attention from random guys (but didn’t have a lot of luck keeping their interest when they found out how conservative she was – or at least appeared to be.)