What are you doing here? I thought you wouldn’t come by tonight. You missed me? Oh, darling. I thought we were over this. Baby…are you that eager for me, hm? Yeah? I thought you needed space…you said you did. Didn’t you say it was hard for you to sleep next to me? Yes, I know, because you are always horny around me… This just proves the point, doesn’t it? Hey, hey, don’t look at me like that. Like a wounded puppy. I can see through your act…no I don’t mean it doesn’t affect me. Jesus, fuck, yes I know I’m hard. You shouldn’t…you need to sleep. _Fuck_, okay, come in before someone sees you in the hallway. Hold on, hold on, I didn’t say we’d go to the bedroom. I didn’t even…alright, take your clothes off….fuck, okay. Not like I have a choice now that you’re…holy shit. Where did you get these new panties? _Daddy’s little boy_. They look great on you, yeah, push your ass out, like that. Mmmm, my baby boy, shake it. That’s it. Good boy. You look so pretty like this, shaking your ass for Daddy. Do it again? Perfect, get on the bed…yeah, exactly, on all fours. You’re making Daddy all hard, boy. Don’t look at me like you’re innocent. You know I can’t say no to you. Little devil. Look at you, grinning. Let’s see what’s under those panties now…mmm there it is that perfect little boy hole. Clenching, eager for dick. Isn’t that right? I know, baby, I know. Always so desperate. Push your ass up, just like that, yeah. It’s been, what? Two days since you’ve been filled? Mmm, time to breed my boy then. Nice and slow. Ah—not so fast. I said nice and slow. Remember what happened last time? You were too sore to be fucked for a week. Do you want that to happen again? No. Exactly. Because Daddy needs his fix, needs his boy’s little pussy. Looks so good with my spit right there…so wet. What did you say? Breed you. Oh, baby. Bet your ass I will. Now c’mon. Relax. You can take it, baby. Don’t resist, let Daddy in there. Ah…fuck, that’s it, open up for Daddy. There you go, darling. My perfect baby boy, taking Daddy’s dick so well. Come here. My sweet little angel.
I [F] sat in church on Easter Sunday next to my racist parents with a black guys [M] cum in my mouth
I was 17 at the time and I was going through a rebellious anti-religion phase. It was Easter and my family is extremely religious and extremely conservative. So it wasn’t much of a choice on whether or not I was going to church. I tried to argue and I told them I didn’t want to go, but that was a waste of time.
We went to one of those Catholic Churches where you have to sing a song and it feels more like you’re a cast member of a musical than a member of a religious gathering. There was this one boy, he was 19 and in college. He was roughly 6 foot and very in shape. We were friends and we talked after church all the time. My parents used to say if I ever dated anyone like him they would disown me. And I was in a mood.
I walked over to him before the service started and said hi. He was dressed so sharp, a baby blue button up and khaki pants. I was in a flowery white dress and a flower crown. I told him to text me during the service and he said Ok.
Captured spy becomes a slave
This was inspired by a picture I saw.
There was once this female spy, she was 5’7 and had quite the bust.
She also had amazing hips that gave a very feminine look, coupled with a serious ass.
Sent on all or most of the missions that required that female touch. She used her feminine qualities to her advantage to lure her target into bed and then either despatch of the target or use her skills to squeeze the information out of him…or her
There wasn’t really an issue with male or female targets, she liked them the same.
One particular mission proved to be rather difficult. She was captured while sneaking through the gardens of a rich manor., when captured she was taken to the dungeons and tied up.
Tied up, she was stripped of the sequin dress she was wearing, the capturers did not take it off in a nice manor, rather slitting it from the cleavage down. It just fell away..
She was pissed, that was a beautiful dress.
Now naked because she didn’t wear a bra nor did she wear underwear.
[FF] An amazing first time.
Me, and Alice, finished our shift at around one in the morning. At 18 years of age, we were both summer interns at this amazing 5-star beach hotel and, after a particularly good service, we found ourselves not wanting to go back to our rooms right away. So, we decided to go for a moonlit walk on the beach, instead. It was the middle of summer and, even that late, it was still about 30°C.
Alice was, truly, an amazing girl. Beautiful, petite, redhead, with dark green eyes and the most amazing smile. She was extremely smart and funny, confident, adventurous… everything I, myself, hoped to be. I was fascinated by her, in every regard. Because we began our internship in the same day, and we were always assigned the same shifts, we were drawn to each other’s company and became good friends pretty quickly.
After walking along the beach for a while, we sat down in the sand in a somewhat secluded area, talking and laughing, as if we had known each other for much, much longer than a mere couple weeks. It was late. The moonlight shinned on the still ocean’s surface. There was no one left on that beach, but us, and I was thinking to myself how perfectly romantic this whole situation was, and how much I had enjoyed Alice’s company, since the very first day we met.
Sorm Child Part 10
Maya laughed, and she said, “I knew it, just the way you two look together, I could tell. No need to be worried, I think it’s great. I was introduced to sex by my Daddy on my 18th birthday. He explained it to me, that boys my age were fumbling, horny little immature brats, who just wanted to bust my cherry, and brag about it. Seeing all the immature boys at school, acting like big shots, and being nothing but little bitches, I knew what he was talking about. He said that he felt daughters should be introduced to lovemaking by their father, an older, more mature man, who would take the time, warm them up with plenty of foreplay, and gently break their maidenhead. It made perfect sense to me, and in the master bedroom, my Mom suddenly appeared, she stripped naked, and she lay down on the bed, her eyes wide and excited, to watch us. She told me that she had been initiated by her Daddy at the age of 18, while her Mom watched her defloration, it had been so perfect that she wanted to continue that tradition. My Daddy laid me down on the bed, and gave me an extended session of foreplay, I could feel little sizzling fires start everywhere his lips, hands, fingers and tongue touched me. When he went down on me, and licked my little cunny for the first time, I felt like I had died and gone to heaven. I was so turned on, I exploded after only a few licks, my body bucking and shaking, pulling his mouth tight against my soaking center. He rose up, I gazed in awe at that wonderful 8 inches ready to start my sexual life. He pushed in, slowly, so slowly, the feel of being stretched open was wonderful. I felt him come up against my hymen, and he told me to get ready, it may be painful. He added more force, and suddenly, I felt a tearing sensation as my maidenhead gave way. I felt a zing of pain as his cock slowly broke me open and pushed past my torn hymen, and a stretching as my no longer virgin cunny got opened for its first fuck. He buried in, 8 inches stuffed snugly up me, and I felt another zing of pain. I grunted, and he held his cock steady, waiting for the pain to recede. He waited for me to tell him that he pain had faded, then he started to fuck me, the pain had almost completely subsided as he thrust into me over and over again. The pleasure was quickly replacing the pain of my deflowering, I was so wet, his cock slid in and out of me very easily. I began telling Daddy how much I loved it, how good it felt to have him deep inside me. He smiled down at me, told me how good it felt to have my cunny wrapped around his cock, and he gave me my glorious first fuck, sliding that wonderful cock in, then pulling it back out to bury it home again, over and over, until my senses were jangling, feeling like a giant circuit was about to blow, and I did. I howled in pleasure, my cunny spasming wildly with my orgasm, I felt like I was gonna explode. As my cunny quivered wildly, my body being shaken by my climax, my Daddy grunted, and I felt the beginnings of his explosion, I pulled him against me as tight as possible, crying out and merging myself with his hard, jetting flesh pole, his cock pulsing deep inside me, filling me with his thick, hot load.”
Second ti[m]e with [m]y best friend and his wi[f]e [mmf]
Several months ago, I wrote a true story about the first time my best friend shared his wife with me. A few months after the first event, it happened again.
I was still living in their basement, and they were in no hurry to rush me out. We were all great friends, Mike, Teresa, and me. We would do all kinds of stuff together; movies, shopping, we even played on a coed softball team together. We were a pretty tight bunch. Teresa had set me up on a couple of dates with her friends, and they were all great, but none of those girls were a true match.
[FM] a story that I wrote last night at 4 AM. I belong to you.
Chapter one: The Bad
I would love to say this was a mistake. That I will do this one time, learn from this, and avoid putting myself in a situation like this in the future. But we both know that is the farthest thing from the truth. The truth is, when you call, I run. When you need something to use, I obey. And when you need to cum, my face is your box of tissues. It wasn’t always like this, when we started I felt empowered, envigorated, I felt like the strongest slut on the planet. And that word, Slut. When you called me it, I felt no shame. I felt power. I felt happy. I felt alive. I don’t know when that changed, but I know the power I once had is fading. It’s not gone, but what once made me feel intoxicated on the idea of relying on the potency of a wicked lifestyle for days at a time, now last just minutes.
But here I am, at your doorstep, wondering if I look good enough for you. Wondering if you will like what you see when you let me into your apartment. I’m scared that my real physical body won’t match your idealization of me. What you remember it being like, what you want it to be like, how you think a woman should look like; what if I am not good enough for you?. But you open the door and smile when I walk in. You do your little act you think you have to do before telling me what you want. You ask about my sister, my job, if I’ve given that “Power of You” podcast a listen yet. You try to fool me into thinking you care about me but we both know that you aren’t able to think like that. You do think that way for the most part, but there is a small part of you that just wants me to open my mouth and spread my legs and that’s why I’m here.
My wife (33) is a sexual unicorn. She estimates that she’s fucked nearly 1,000 guys. She’s a PTA officer now and I am a lucky man. [FM]
My wife (34) and I (39) have been married for about seven years, and have a very normie lifestyle. We have two awesome kids, 4 and 6, and both work corporate jobs. Before we started dating, however, she had a very… robust sexual history. She “confessed” this all to me a few months after we started dating, just because she thought I’d like to know. And I did! I thought then, and continue to now, that it’s pretty hot.
Sex by the ocean[MF]
I have a beautiful girlfriend I promise. She has the best breasts I have ever felt and seen, curves I want to grab and touch for days, her skin soft and snowy pink, her hair dark golden wavy strands, her eyes sweet and like a honey color, her voice like a summers day, and love like a storm of fierce passion.
Today she has a loose lavender summer dress that shows off her nice cleavage in a v neck and stops at her knees. It hugs her hips kindly as it gently flows around her.
“Tabby come on let’s go out to the beach!” I nervously slide on some decent jeans and a random tshirt before hugging her teddy bear like body to me. Think. Dark thoughts I don’t need a boner this early on. I watch her carefully as she puts her hair in a sloppy bun but smiling as we walk towards the boardwalk to our little quiet spot we found at the beach.
[MMF] Wife not home yet after her valentines date (update)
First of all Sorry late update and disappearing over 1.5 months, I had to travel for work and got really before this breakout and never get a chance to comeback to reddit. Anyways, now in quarantine working from home I guess I have plenty of time to give the update (please check out my previous post for the context). Also, I am more settled in being a cuckold over last time so now I enjoy being cucked and humiliated and not stressed over it.
So my wife went for supper with her date on valentine and stayed over his place over the weekend. Of course we had a discussion about how some things happened unplanned and I shown my frustration for feeling left out etc, more importantly I admitted how hard and turned on I was over the weekend thinking about her and him despite of little panicking. I admitted that’s what I want and I would want to see her with him or any other alpha males for that matter, which I resisted to do before hand. Anyways without going into much details, this type of conversations helped to ease up the tension between us.