This Quarantine Has Turned Us All Into Perverts [MFF]

Jenny let the current episode on Netflix finish up before pressing the home button on her remote. Part of her wanted to sit there and let the autoplay do its job and fill the entire afternoon with the rest of the episodes in the show‘s docket, but she had lost interest an hour ago and had only been using the noise as background to her surfing Instagram. She looked over to her roommate, Olivia, who was sitting at the dining room table on her laptop with some earbuds plugged in. She had thought her friend was watching the show along with her, but it was then that she noticed that Olive seemed to be in her own little world.

“How did you like it?” Scott said as he entered from the hallway. He just finished bathing. He suggested the show to Jenny. He discovered it the night before while unable to sleep.

“It was great” Jenny lied. She prayed silently that he wouldn’t ask for details.

“Good,” he said.

Scott sat down on the couch next to Jenny and he let out a sigh. Although Scott had tried to be the most optimistic about this situation from the start, the isolation along with being cooped up was starting to get to him as well.

Neighbors [MF] [Cheating] [Anal]

“He was watching me again.” my wife, Jackie, said as she closed the apartment door behind her.

I audibly sighed. I was annoyed. This jackass who lived 3 apartments down had made a habit of stepping out of his apartment everyday “for a smoke” at the same time my wife was coming home everyday. Everyday he would stand there, smoke, check her out, and try to talk to her. To be honest, I didn’t care much that much that he was checking her out. What bothered me is that she was annoyed, and she annoyed me by complaining about it everyday she got home. And it was clear that she wanted me to do something about it.

“Do you want me to kick his ass for you?” I said in a flirtatious way.

“Could you?” she smiled. “That would get you nice and laid.” She flirted back.

The next day, as she came back from work. I walked out to meet her. He saw me and walked back in quickly before I could say anything. “Guess I scared him off.” I said as I flexed my arms jokingly.

Empire of Sin – Part 2 [MF]

Neil woke up the next day to more messages from Brittany.

Brittany: I won’t disappoint.

Brittany: awake?

Brittany: I guess you fell asleep. Muah good night <3

He ignored her for the next few days, but she continued sending him simple greeting messages every morning and evening. Thursday night he finally decided to message back.

After exchanging some pleasantries, he got down to business.

Neil: I’ve been thinking about it and I’d like to give you an opportunity to prove yourself.

Brittany: Yasssss!! thank you thank you thank you… you won’t be disappointed… muaaaah

Neil: I’ll pick you up tomorrow at 7

Brittany: ummmmmm… can we do Saturday… I have plans with Emily :3

Neil: I guess you didn’t mean it when you said you’d do anything.

Brittany: Don’t be mean :(

Neil: This has been a waste of time, goodbye Brittany.

Brittany: Nooooooooooooo wait!!!

Brittany: pleaaaaasssseeeeeeeeee

Brittany: I’ll be there

Neil waited a solid five minutes before replying.

Neil: 7 PM sharp

Neil: Another thing, this is not a date. So, all of this, just keep it to yourself.

Fertile Passage

She waited patiently as he positioned his immense cock at the opening of her fertile passage and slowly inched his way inside, savoring the pleasurable sensation of her velvety lips as they wrapped around his giant girth. She gasped as his swollen shaft plummeted deeper as it burrowed towards her core. Moaning, she dug her nails into his back and whimpered every time he began his slow withdrawal

“I want you to finish inside me.” She purred.

“I plan to.” He replied. “Then I’m going to watch as my child grows in your belly.”

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(Request) found her tied up

Does anyone know of a story/can write a story where a girl is tied to a bed and then something happens and her bf that tied her leaves and like a repair man or something comes in and sees her. He talks to her a bit and goes in to untie her and he suggests they could continue what she was doing and she says no but he kinda touches her and then starts playing with her clit making her close to orgasm and then she (non verbally) agrees to fuck?

Bonus if they are under 35 but over 25 and the male is a tattooed Latino and the female is blonde.

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Diary of a Slave 4.20.20 [OC], [Sex Slave], [Master], [Mindfuck], [Titty Fucking], [Blowjob], [Cum swallowing],[Fantasy]

4.20.20
Last night, we spoke over the phone. You guided me and I opened up to you. Your silky voice soothed me and my body relaxed. I accepted that you would move through me. You explained how I had never and would never experience a man like you. There was only little doubt on my part. But you rest assured that I would experience you in more ways than I could ever imagine. I opened my mind and my body to you, and felt you intensely as your words flowed through me.

Our conversation shifted and I spoke of how my husband was to visit the following morning. It had been two weeks since we had seen each other. I had missed him desperately and needed his touch. You instructed me that I was to serve you, through him. My thoughts slightly drifted as I wondered how it could be possible. But I was intrigued and eager to please you. We said our good nights and I nodded off to sleep with thoughts of you, and also of my husband. Was I truly to experience you through him? Would I be capable to serve you through another?

More of a short poem than a story, but maybe this will be enjoyable too :)

She sits every night in the deep circles under my eyes, like a girl in a paper moon. She doesn’t see me, but I feel seen by her– or at least I think I feel seen. It’s hard to know for sure what I’m feeling once I’ve asked the pixels to make her for me; my head is already below the water.

I’ve never once touched her– I’ve never once been near enough to touch her– but I know for certain that she is soft, so soft. The pixels told me. Every last inch of her is soft, from the bottom to the top, from the front to the back. The folds of her smile, the folds between her legs are the perfect little soft-secret places for hiding. That’s the most I’ve ever wanted in a person, I think, a place for hiding.

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The Cucky Professor [MF]

The Cucky Professor

Originally posted by AsianHotWifesCuck at https://samanthasummersinstitute.org/community/porn-favorites/erotic-stories/#post-447

I sat grading student assignments in my third-floor office at the university. My back was to the worn door that was currently closed. Past the stack of journals piled on my desk, I had a small but dirty window that provided natural light. Occasionally, I found myself distracted by the noise of the coeds walking past. I sometimes thought about all the potential each of them had ahead of them. Other times, their young voices only reminded me of my middle age, so I usually kept the window and blinds closed. Today, the window was closed.

I glanced at my running watch, the one my wife gave me to help me stay fit for her. I noted that my next appointment was already twenty minutes late. I considered leaving my office and heading home when I heard the sound of high heels clicking against the floor of the hallway outside my office. The noise stopped, and the door creaked open without so much as a courtesy knock.

I started to swivel around in my office chair to see who had just entered so rudely. I was planning to comment about common courtesy, but before I got completely turned around, a woman’s voice spoke.

Who cares dude? Let’s just fuck. CHAPTER 3 [MF(uta)F(uta)] [spitroast] [cum swallowing] [anal]

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“So anyway, I was just heading to my car when this clerk stops me, and goes like, what do you think you’re doing, bro?” Jules went on with her story.

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We were sitting around a bonfire, me and Jules sitting on a hanging porch bench and Val sitting in a lawn chair on the other side of the fire. I had always heard people like bonfires, but I never really understood why. I guess I get it. Jules was holding me close to her with one arm around my shoulder and a beer in the other hand, a cooler was to the side of the bench just filled with beers.

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“So the clerk is like, ‘I know you’re shoplifting, you’re not even trying to hide it!’ And I legit have no idea what she’s talking about. And she only gets angrier at me and starts yelling, and then she points at my dick and tells me to take it out and put it back!” Jules and Val broke out into laughter.

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“So what did you do?” Val said, struggling to hold in her laughter.

Just practicing.

“I lose myself a little in you… or are you lost in me?”

“I don’t feel lost”– the way he stares down, I can see that he means it. Those eyes are just as pretty, but they aren’t the same eyes as before, the ones that were glued to his feet.

I reach up, brush a finger along the bone of his cheek. “Well…”, I murmur, “If I need finding, I’ll know who to– Mm!”– he cuts me off with a deeper thrust of his hips– the bubbly shock of it zips up my spine, takes my mouth for its own– “Mm…”– it’s the best I can do, to moan. Words are far behind me, now.

There– his lips are moving– he’s about to say it. They always do. “Heidi, I lo–”

“Shh”– it’s my turn to stop him– my finger jumps from his cheek to his lips– “Shh… no, you don’t”

He frowns– “But I do! From the moment I first saw, you I–”