The New Girlfriend

The door closes to her apartment, and we’re kissing.

Drunk. And kissing.

My hands find her hips, and my hands pin her against the door. My hands find her ass and bring her forward, still kissing me her I don’t want to stop. She drops her purse at the front door and her arms wrap themselves against my neck. She kisses, her breathing is hard and fast, she moans.

I find her neck with my lips, then my teeth, then back to my lips. My cock is getting hard and my patience is getting thin. I spin her around, her hands are against the front door and her ass
Is rubbing against my cock. She fucking loves it. Such a good little slut.

I lift up her skirt and drop her purple thong to the floor. Her back arches and I know what to do. I grip my cock and find her cunt, and push myself into her.

That GASP she made nearly made cum. She moans against the door and I go to work. I thrust. My hands find her hips and I put her in position. I thrust harder. She spreads her hands up against the door and I thrust again. The door is jingling, and I thrust again. Her cunt is already wet and my cock throbs inside her.

Crossdressing Confessions – Part I

A photograph of a flower hangs on the other side of the room, taunting me. The petals push softly into the lens, curling back on themselves on the tips. The black and white blossom rests on the dark, graceful contours of a wooden slab.

I was never fond of photographs. For the longest time I suspected it was that the camera lied, that the light would never hang so perfectly as to cast a shadow to etch every fiber and tissue in trembling beauty; that the leathery feeling of those petals existed in that singular, fictional moment. I thought I wanted to reach through their looking glass and caress the wooden grooves with my own fingers, that I wanted to see the flower for with my own eyes and from every angle, savoring every drop of pink-white radiance that I could squeeze from it.

But, as I’ve stared into the borders of that picture frame night after night, the true cause of my resentment gradually came into focus. I hated being something separate from the flower in that crystalline moment. I yearned to be the delicate fold of a single petal, a white curve emerging from the shadowy heart of the flower.

Let mummy clean my cum

This afternoon i finished my office work, turned on porn on my laptop and stared stroking my cock, its been 2 week i wasn’t mastrubat. it was ave Addams how is getting fucked by his son. mom and son insects is always my favorite since my teenage. i edged myself for almost 30min and finally shoot my hot, thick 2 week’s cum on my computer desk it was huge amount of cum everywhere on desk. then get myself wash in bathroom and suddenly my phone rang i pick up the call it was my office colleague. I went to the balcony sit on chair. There was issue in some office work. im started way discussing with him,in between that I really don’t know when mom came into my room for cleaning. i heard her calling my name loudly and suddenly i remember that I had forgot to clean my cum on the PC desk. i quickly cut the phonecall and ran into my room and found mom near the computer desk.she dipped her finger in to the cum and took finger near her nose and smelled it ”ohh shitt” my heart was beating so fast at that moment then she bend over to desk and again smelled it and suddenly her facial expressions change and turned to with disgusting look. I looked down to the floor in shame and sood there without saying anything, then she took the mug and spray some water on desk and swip it with her bare hands
and collect it in mug and again swip it with spong.
Then she Took that mug and bucket and left without
Saying anything ..

Wearing nothing but a beaded bracelet around my ankle, begging for a sultry writer… not a horny pretender.

So, if you can read the title of this post you’ve already checked off my first requirement of being able to read.

As my cat claws at my door, I’m sitting in a pitch black bedroom, sporting nothing but a beaded bracelet from an old forgotten boyfriend around my left ankle. The moon is just barely peeking through the clouds and shining some silvery light on my decency… but it is the *only* light I’m accepting tonight, with my husband downstairs and may as well be on another planet.

The drink of choice tonight as it sits idly on my nighstand in a tall glass is a Delamotte Blanc, it’s practically calling my name but too much wine spoils the chef, and I’m *cooking* tonight.

The truth is, I’m a writer, especially the erotic kind that mixes well-threaded plots with intirguing characters, dabbled about with sex scenes that mean more than two people finding themselves in the same room. I want to *know* these people before they remove their clothes, I want to get a vivid picture of the setting they’re enjoying their drinks in, as if I were a a blind woman able to see again or recounting a crime scene to a sketch artist in detail about these people and the place it all went down. Only by inserting myself in the scene can I feel *any* goosebumps at all, to say nothing of the rich vocabulary that must be used to even make me brush my hair back behind my ears.

The Professional Woman [MF] [Straight] [Anal] [Busty]

Life had gotten boring for me. It had come down to work and home life, which wasn’t bad. I have a good job working in the clothing industry. I was married to a good man for twelve years. But now that I was reaching into my late thirties, things were beginning to get routine.

It was not anybody’s fault that I was starting to feel bored with my life. Mark did all he could. We tried to get things exciting in the bedroom many times. Role Play, Videos, New Toys, for both of us. He was satisfied with how things had come around, and I had agreed with him, but deep down, I was bored.

“See you tonight,” Mark said as he kissed me on the forehead.

“I am working late this evening,” I said as I sipped on my coffee. “I have to plan the fashion show for tomorrow.”

“Okay,” he said as he picked up his briefcase and walked out to the garage.

Looking for an erotic hypnosis story about a highschool kid and Russian housewife/mother

Hi everyone,

My first post here. I am looking for a erotic hypnosis story that I read back in 2007-2008 in an erotica website (I can no longer find it in that website). It was about a high school student helping out a young Russian mother, who was his neighbour and used to be an acrobat/gymnast in a circus. The kid hypnotized her with her consent using an artifact; the keyword for the hypnosis was “Anton.” Subsequently, he used the artifact to hypnotize other ladies he found desirable, including his teacher and classmate, while maintaining his relationship with the Russian lady. The story was pretty long but was very good.

Any kind soul out there who can help me find the story (either in the Internet or if it has been now published as a book?) Thanks a lot in advance.

[FM] I’ll get out of bed… If you suck my cock

We were lying in bed during lunch taking a nap. I check the time and I need to get back to work. As I move to get up, my fiance pulls me back, sleepily asking if I had to go. I half jokingly told her that I could stay if she gave me a blowjob. She perked up and smiled when she heard this. Eagerly, she unbuttoned my pants and pulled my boxers down. My throbbing cock flopped out as she locked and sucked the tip of my penis. She played with my balls as her mouth enveloped my entire shaft. After fucking her face, I erupted into her mouth. She gladly swallowed it all before going back to work this afternoon. Thought I’d share!

The Elven Bride, the Orcish Groom (PART 3- FINALE) [MF] [fantasy] [exh] [voy] [preg]

“And so, in the names of the trees of our eternal forest, I hereby bless this marriage. May your fruits be many, and may your union be a symbol that lasts ten thousand generations.”

 

There was applause- polite, but clearly strained. Dumag’s eyes glanced briefly across the onlooking elves, smirking slightly at their poorly-masked expressions of disdain. Before him stood Yalanue in her dazzling white robe and silver jewelry, shining more brilliantly than the sun as she looked up at him with a cheeky smile.

 

“Ah, and now the wedded will have the marriage validated in the Bride’s family temple. With this, the wars between our kin will have ceased forevermore.” The elder performing the ceremony closed his massive tome and bowed lightly, gesturing to the large white stone building behind him.

 

The wedding had been performed at midday, according to Elvish custom. Dumag had been coached through the steps of the ritual the night before by Gailin, so he’d managed to not make an ass of himself. Orcs, of course, did not have such frivolous ceremonies. They simply mated and were done with it when they pleased. He’d still made an effort to polish the bits of armor he had brought with him- Elves were after all, notoriously vain.

[MF] I gave my boss a blowjob right after he hired me

Quarantine has me bored and crazy like so many others so I figured I’d expose my self and just how messed up big corporate jobs can be. I’ll be keeping names out this for obvious reasons If this goes well I have more stories to tell!

I had just finished up my internship at this company and I had to be interviewed by my bosses boss to see if I could get a full time position. Being 21(I’m now 26) and fresh out of college I was obviously extremely nervous and felt a lot of anxiety. I had never formally met my bosses boss up until that point but have seen him around a few time. He’s in his mid 40s, married, and tall with a bit of a dad bod.

Daddy takes me in the closet

Ive always imagined my father fucking my young black wet pussy! This is the story of us in the closet… We have a big family I share a room with my 2 sisters. And my 3 brothers sleep in there room my nanny has her own room and my parents there room… yeah big family we needed a place to fuck where we wouldn’t get caught!

I never excepted it to happen like this, I woke up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom.
I’m sitting on the toilet pissing when the door opens! In a big family you have to remember to lock the door!
There stood my father he wasn’t expecting me to be pissing. We didn’t say anything he just let me finish. I got up wiped my pussy and pulled my panties up and went to the sink to wash my hands. He was still standing there staring. I squeezed past him I could feel his massive cock rub against my back! Excuse me I said as I pushed passed him.

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