“Good afternoon, what can I get for the all pussy journalist from the Deep Taco?” Devon was giving Clarissa his full attention. “My usual, Devious” smiling like he new what she wanted. “See now here is the problem (scratch his head) I have no idea what your ‘usual’ is” no telling who was more embraced Devon or Clarissa. In order to break that awkward silence there was one more piece to this puzzle’s edge. “Just what in the hell Clar! You knew I didn’t have any hope to read that letter with out moaning so fucking loud” backing Clarissa up against the wall. “And you! Made me read that hot fucking letter..” Angie was still going off like a straight woman in a lesbian line up.
Earlier that day..
“I have already read all of your letters (letting the end fall into the trashcan as Mrs. Donovan stared blindly at the class).. Congrats to (scanning the paper to see who the authors were) Tim and Eric you two shall head up our talk show for today” Mrs. Donovan stated before looking at Angie. “And you Miss Angie Welbrought you and your partner Clarissa Love have aced this assignment with flying panties. Stand up (Angie accepted Mrs. Donovan’s hand) and take your spankings cause it is times like this that true journalist are born” biting her lip the first spanking came from Mrs. Donovan. “Now shall we get on with the show” finishing her little speech, admiring the redness on Angie’s ass from just one spanking.
“And now over to Angie, the Queen of the triple D’s” Eric smiled as the camera shifted position from Eric and Tim to the lone Angie. “Good Umm morning (her face flushed with grief butt the worst part was knowing what the letter said), this is Angie cuming (her lips got so fuck damp) to you from behind this desk with the hottest report..” her eyes always moving to stay head of her speaking. “Thanks in no short part to my partner, Clarissa Love and my self. We find our selves staring at a slender ass who is rummaging around for the Sexxee, suddenly she says. “Are we out of Sexxee or did you pick some up..” throwing her red hair over her shoulder (Angie trembled from the impending orgasm) “..butt of course you did (giving her little booty that shake), Mmm.. how I love red hair. Too run my fingers through it as I nibble on theee.. (stopping right there as the class stared back at Angie). I watched as she reached for it, Mmm, that little minx, on her tippy toes. I snuck out of bed with only one thing on my mind, getting so close that I could smell her pale skin.. so I reached out. Spanking her tight ass with both hands, raking her soul with my nails as my mouth lowered. Her sent was intoxicating as my mouth began to water. Licking her slit, to tease, to play butt my own passion was climbing as well. So waited till the very end, where her pussy opened up into a tight wet cave. Thrusting my tongue so deep into her, she gasp butt this was my hole, my slit, my pussy. Dragging back my tongue, feeling every vain, every centimeter of skin that I was face fucking. This time her body trembled like a piece of grass in the wind, I continued to eat out her soaked pussy. My face was pounding her incredible pussy at a higher rate, hell even my nose was used at stud against her pretty little asshole. Butt unknownst to me there was a knock on our door, one that announced her boyfriend’s arrival. Butt I didn’t care. My tongue was already coated in her girl juice’s as the rest dripped down my face, dotting my tits with her sweet sweet cum. Her silent moans started to becum louder, more pronounced, Ooo Ooooh yesss face fuckkk Mmm.. OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss OooohOooohOooohOoooh.. For every thrust her boyfriend pounded harder on the door cause he could hear everything that was going on. Especially her luscious moaning as I sucked her cum down my throat..” “Mmm yesss.. Oh fucking OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” digging in her fingers, pinching Angie’s clit as the cum started to drip of the stool. Her passion was coupled only by her wild hips that thrust forward trying to bury her fingers in that tightening slit butt alas the very reason for her cum was to keep everything lubed for Angie’s fingers.
Back to present..
“I just want to spank your naughty ass till you can’t even move without feeling a orgasm, Ahhh” kissing Clarissa in rage, tongue wrestling her in pure unadulterated pleasure as the memories of this morning still had one more orgasm left. A orgasm that only Clarissa could satisfy with her own tongue.
08/05 The day I [M22] finally had sex with my best friend [F22] [MF]
That day I was scared, frightened. The girl I had been chasing for the past two years was waiting for me on her bed and I was scared shitless on her restroom. Her name was Natalie and I met her on my fourth semester at college, we had taken one class together the semester before that but never talked, so when we both faced a classroom full of unknown people it wasn’t the hardest decision to sit next to someone I had at least seen before. We became good friends that semester and went on a couple of dates by the end of the year, then we had another date on January, that was the day of my first kiss. She used to work part time at the university and I would make sure to pass every day by her desk to say hi. A couple of months passed and things did not work out between the two of us, she wanted some time and I was tired of waiting for something to happen. Months passed, she got a boyfriend and we grew apart from each other, we would still talk and the such but something did not feel right. This was in 2018, and a lot of things happened that year, she broke up with her boyfriend and then got back with him. I tried going out with other people but in the back of my head I still thought about her.
[str8] [exh] [voy] My first erotic story
I wrote this erotic story the other night, without planning to. I was talking with a friend about a girl he liked at college. And he showed me some fully clothed pictures of her. We began chatting about her and over the course of the night I had a 6 page completed story. He loved it and I’ve always been a talented writer, I’m thinking I have a shot at this erotic literature thinks.
This starts with you, at a pool party watching me fuck your slutty crush in a hot tub. If you read, please share your feedback. Thank you so much! I really enjoy this. DM me if you want to see a couple pictures of her.
The Hot tub
Anthony Cuckold Beginnings [cuck] [cuckold] [oral] [masturbation]
*Authors Note: First off thank you for reading. This is my first story posted here.*
*I would love any feedback you may want to provide.*
Katherine awoke to the sun light filtering through the curtains. Slowly reaching out to her husband Anthony. She groped along the sheets eyes still closed, hoping he would wake up as aroused as she had. Suddenly remembering he had to leave early for work she was disappointed.
Katherine lay in bed eyes still closed wondering what to do next, she could feel her panties were moist from the dream she just had. It started to become a regular one. She and her husband were out on a date she was wearing her skin tone panty hose, a short black mini skirt and matching black lace panties and bra, she always had her make up nicely done and her hair up in a bun.
This time it was the waiter serving them who had been flirting all night towards both Katherine and Anthony but the guy changed each time. Neither of them was sure who he wanted more. Having been her dream her husband Anthony was completely receptive to it despite her knowing he in reality he wouldn’t. While the waiter was out of ear shot they discussed the possibility of inviting him over. When he returned it was actually Anthony who suggested inviting him back to their place.
Groomed (M/F)
I had an uneasy feeling as I walked down the driveway of my grandma’s house with this man, ‘James’. I never met him before today, only heard of him.
My [M]36 rendezvous with a work colleague [F]43 from abroad. Part 1
I work in an industry where I have to speak with people from all over the world everyday. I am the client in these interactions and therefore there is an incentive for my ‘sales coverage’ to reach out to me everyday, share views on local conditions, ideas about business propositions, and build up a rapport for mutual benefit. Oftentimes I get to know my coverage quite well and when I travel abroad or when coverage comes to me, we will meet in person to get drinks and/dinner. The industry in which I work is male dominated but there is the occasional female sales coverage.
Kelly was one such coverage. She worked out of Sydney, Australia. I had just switched firms and I was a new client for her. We had never met but she was very friendly from the get go. Some of the sales people that cover me are very business focused. Others tend to use more personal interactions to drive sales. Kelly was certainly in the latter category. Nearly immediately the conversation with her was friendly banter about our personal lives with some work sprinkled in. At 43 years of age, she was older than me (36). She had two kids to my one and had been married for number of years.
He likes to watch [M]e nail his wife
So here’s a fun one. A few years back, I was living in a college town which was fun. But the college bars weren’t really my scene; too noisy, crowded, and smelly for my taste. I moved to the area for work and never went that college so I didn’t realIy have a well established friend network to go out with. I’ll choose a grimy dive over a club any day, so I went to check out this one bar. It was a little out of the way but I was hoping it would be more my style. I go solo, and when I get there it was pretty fancy, definitely not a dive. I was probably the youngest person there (in my mid 20s for reference), there were some old dudes jamming some cover songs on a stage in the back and a good sized crowd of people who looked like they wanted to go out but also avoid the puking 21 year olds and such.
Sunday worship
You step out of the restaurant and into the pouring rain. A morning walk around the village, some window shopping followed by a delicious lunch had been a welcome escape, a perfect Sunday. Luckily you finished your walk before the heavy rain set in and drove everyone inside. As he steps out of the restaurant behind you he motions over to the small church across the street.
“Come on let’s go check it out until the rain passes, then we’ll head home.”
You jog across the street holding hands, laughing as the water splashes up from the street. You feel your feet and legs getting wet, good thing you decided to wear a dress today, at least you won’t be driving home with soaked pant legs.
You enter the church together and close the door behind you. Neither of you are religious, but you find beauty in this old wooden building, with light streaming in through stained glass, shimmering in the streaks of rain running down outside. You imagine all the people who must have sat in these pews over the decades, some seeking comfort while mourning a great loss, others giving elated thanks celebrating one or another of life’s little victories. You remember reading somewhere this small chapel has stood here over 100 years. It no longer held services, but was restored as part of the locals trying to bring some charm and tourist dollars to the town.
A Mermaids First (MF) [Impregnation, Inflation]
The ocean kingdom has its own rules for things that can seem quite barbaric to land people. One such rule is that all young mermaids must have their first time with the King and they must have their first born be fathered by the king. This was created so as to help improve their genetic diversity and allow the King to gain new wives easier.
The day had come, young Naida had to pack up her things and move into the King’s castle. She did not know how long she would live there, the shortest she had ever heard of a maiden staying there was about 10 months. Grabbing all her things, it fit into a single suitcase to her surprise, she swam out of the house to meet the Kings guards who were waiting for her. The two of them swam on either side of her as they headed towards the castle.
Once at the castle, the mer-handmaidens led Naida to her new room, allowed her to drop off her things, and immediately led her to the King’s chambers. “The King is eagerly awaiting your arrival, miss. You are the youngest maiden that he will have the pleasure to impregnate.” She blushed at the thought of finally meeting the king and that he was looking forward to her visit.
DAD LIKES YOU [MxF: rape, anal, oral]
‘You’re a beautiful young lady.’
Roger beamed, stepping forward to give me a kiss on the cheek. The gesture was swift but for a moment, he was way too close to me. To the point where I could feel the brush of his semi erect penis, resting against my thigh, through my thin summer dress.
It was inappropriate and I was left biting my lip, feeling incredibly awkward. When he pulled away, I could feel his saliva coating my skin. I resisted the urge to wipe my cheek, concealing my feelings of disgust behind a polite smile as I stood on the doorstep beside my new boyfriend, Chris. We were visiting his parents at their country house.
Well, *parent.*
‘My parents got divorced five years ago.’
Chris had explained earlier that day, in the long drive over. We were staying the weekend. I had only been dating Chris for a couple of months before he suggested meeting his dad. I had butterflies in my tummy when he had asked me. Most guys would balk at the idea of taking a girl home to meet the parents so soon. I took it as a sign that he was serious about me.