Quarantined Quartet: Kinked, Act 1. (MF) (dom/sub)

Day 10 of Quarantine

Veda
Cade has me tied down and sprawled out. My limbs each point toward a corner of the bed. He uses an ice cube to draw a line down the center of my body. I can feel the melted water pool in my belly button. I’m naked. The chill of the ice sends instant goosebumps all around my body. My nipples feel razor sharp. The ice reaches my pubic mound, and the chilly melt dribbles down my awakening pussy. Despite the coolness, I can feel my blood flow shift to my pleasure organs.

He has been working me for a while now. He’s brought me up and down several times already. He has a new, full ice cube, and places it at the top of my opening, just above my clit. I start to tug at the restraints, my body reacting to the unusual but erotic sensation. Cade looks focused, determined. He takes the corner of the cube and just grazes my clit; the harmony of the cold and having the sensitive nub touched is maddingly arousing. He applies more pressure, the ice melting faster from the heat between my folds.

Sharing the first chapter to my new erotic novel. Any and all feedback is appreciated and welcomed.

“Austin, could you come here a sec?”

If there’s one thing that breaks up this monotony, flirting with Austin should do it. Austin’s an intern with my husband’s company. Cliche, right? Let me explain: My husbands pretty high up in a big, important company, yada yada yada. We’ve been together for twenty-three years, since we were sixteen. Been married the last eleven. We were high school sweethearts. He was my first, I his, and we’ve been together ever since. Around four years ago, my husband had his big break – after ten years at a certain company in the Bay, he’d been moved up to an executive position, and we’ve been loving life in Los Gatos ever since.

I love my husband – he’s the hardest working, sexiest man I know, don’t get me wrong. But at the same time, I’m thirty-nine years old. I’ve always been a bit of a freak. Over the years, my husband and I have dabbled in swinging a little bit, some exhibitionism, domination, things like that. I definitely can’t say that our sex life is boring. Still, I just want…*more,* you know?

My Steamy Sri Lankan Pen pal [MF]

Back when chat rooms actually had girls sexting with guys, I met this Sri Lankan chick. Even though she was older to me by 8 years (She repeated questioned me about my age and what I am doing as there were many underage ppl trying to pass off as adults) We sorta clicked. She was just there to lose some steam and I, now a legal adult, was exploring and researching about the parts of female anatomy XD. We had regular sexting sessions and she shared me pics as well (without face at first) apart from sexting, we talked about other stuff as well and eventually we became friends.

We were in contact for more than a year, and we started chatting over Facebook as well. One day she told me she had to visit my country for work reasons, and luckily it was in my state and we agreed to meet for lunch in the hotel she was staying.

Not I had no expectations about getting lucky as her schedule was pretty tight for her duration of stay and she just wanted to meet up with me and made it pretty clear that it’s not for any hanky Panky (her words actually).

[MFM] Cassie gets dirty with two of us at the nightclub

“Damn Cassie, you got to chill a little bit.”

I said it half-jokingly, but my request was a real one. The world spun as I looked around. It was 1 a.m. in the morning at one of the nightclubs on top of the Vegas strip. Actually, it was a “night swim,” and about half of the clubgoers were in swim attire. Among them were Cassie, Damon, and myself.

Check my previous posts if you haven’t seen me describe Cassie yet. I’ll be brief: Cassie is young, Latina, and perfectly thick, with juicy, enhanced DDs and an even juicier ass. That night, she wore a deep red one piece swimsuit with a g-string back. Honestly, it was probably a bit too revealing, even for a nightclub swim, but we received no complaints.

Now, if you don’t know, I have a major hotwife fetish. We’ve been at it a while, and have vetted and connected with a good amount of bulls. Tonight, we connected with Damon in person for the first time, after a long time teasing and flirting on Kasidie. Damon’s 38, with a lot of experience in the lifestyle. A former D1 athlete who didn’t look a day over 25, Damon definitely appealed to Cassie. The three of us linked up at our hotel before heading over to the nightclub, where we hoped to pregame for some fun after.

[MM] Hospital Lockdown Part 2 [long read]

(Fiction)

Jay was doing his early morning rounds and noticed Gracie and Aaron coming out of the laboratory’s breakroom. They looked a bit disheveled. Gracie’s lips and neck were flushed and Aaron’s hair was stuck up in little cowlicks all over. They were grinning and hadn’t noticed Jay yet. He watched as Aaron lifted Gracies chin up to look him in the eyes, and he bent over to touch her lips with his.

Jay cleared his throat and they jumped apart like scared teenagers. Gracie wouldn’t meet his eyes, but was grinning. Aaron had the same shit eating grin on his face. “You two look extremely happy with yourselves” Jay said with a smile. He knew exactly what was going on but decided to let them have their fun. They were all about the same age, Gracie being the youngest at 26. Aaron had just had a birthday, he was 33. Jay fell in the middle at 28. He knew exactly how lonely it was during the pandemic. And he was happy for them to have found comfort in each other.

Captured by a tribe part 6.

I have taken a small hiatus from writing this story for a while but I have been asked to get back into it, so this will be part 6.

The day after the party:

The man awoke in the morning. Disappointed he was alone but he had become accustomed to it.

When there was suddenly a knock on the door.
That’s when an elderly woman walked in with what looked to be her daughter. They were naked of course. Also accompanying them was the translater.

He was told that the mother would like her daughter to be seeded by a strong vurile man but because the village had no men, it would be hard, so the mother would stay to watch and be sure that the daughter was “seeded” correctly.
The man could not believe his ears. But he did not care. She was gorgeous!
The daughter stood at about 5’3 and had amazing round C cup breasts, wide hips and amazing blonde hair down to the center of her back. She also looked to be about 23/24.

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Summer Break, Part 3, aka The horny girl bikini pool party [Mf] [groping] [fondling] [oral] [fuckin’] [cum] [sexy talkin’] [girl seducing older man] [underage drinking] [well, do mimosas really count?] [brief mention of water heaters]

*Same as part 2, can be read stand-alone or as a sequel*

It had been about a month since Mark had fucked his daughter’s friend Dani, which had been only a week after fucking another, Adena. Laying the two young girls had made him simultaneously proud that he still ‘had it,’ but guilty, since they were his daughter Olivia’s friends, girls he’d known for years. Beyond feeling like a perverted old man, it was a betrayal of his daughter’s trust, and he hated lying to her. He hoped the whole thing would blow over, be forgotten, and that Olivia would never find out.

Mark saw the solution in resolving to start dating again, dating women his own age, that is. For the first time in his life, he’d tried online dating, and it turned out he was quite the catch. A 40-something, well-off, healthy, fit widow? He was the online dating triple threat, and most women he contacted responded to him. One of his buddies from work had assured him that that was definitely not in line with the typical man’s experience.

Someone asked challenge people to describe their favorite erotic place. This was my answer.

It’s not about the place. It’s about the person. Just about anywhere can be erotic if you’re with the right person, or the right person walks into the room.

Let’s start with the former shall we? Say you’re sitting in a coffee shop, facing the door near a window sipping on a hot steaming cup of coffee. As you’re looking out the window feeling the warm sun on your elegant face sense the door open and a presence enter the room.

A tall man, with great hair, wear the clothing that you love to see on a man walks in turns his head slightly and locks eyes with you for just longer than he’s supposed to. Yet something about his gaze ignites a fire in you and your panties get wet. This makes this even more erotic because you’re in public. (For men it would be a hard on). You then begin to think about when that person last masturbated, or how they look when they have sex, and what portion is their favorite. You bite your lip and turn around to catch is gaze again.

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The Houseboat

It’s been a fun first day on the houseboat, your friends promised their would be a decent amount of good looking guys in this trip and it didn’t disappoint. After a day of drinking and swimming everyone is getting ready for the night. You’re on the top deck getting the last bit of sun and talking to a couple of guys. A few of the others up there leave to go eat downstairs.

You end up talking 1 on 1 with one of the guys. You’ve noticed him all day but haven’t talked to him much. He’s taller, good body, with some scruff in the face. You guys start talking about relationships and how you’re both single and you start flirting. He says he’s glad everyone up there left. You ask why, and he says “so I can kiss you”. He leans in and gives you a kiss and you kiss him back.

Your heart begins to pound with excitement. You smile and lean closer, pitting your hand on his thigh and he wraps an arm around you. The kissing ramps up and you can see the outline of his dick growing in his shorts right next to your hand. You put you hand in it and feel it getting harder.

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[M][TF] – I tried something new, and you know what…I think I liked it

While it has never happened since, I can honestly say that I don’t regret the experience, albeit the escort part I could likely have done without.

I was around 22 years old, and with time on my hand and the internet being what it is I found myself drifting from time to time to shemale porn. Now don’t get me wrong, if I was, and still am, attracted to women and women only. But I found that woman was more of a description than a gender in this case. So ultimately anyone I happened to watch was a woman, with the exception of what happened to be between her legs.

This carried on for a fair bit longer but one long weekend it just got the better of me. I HAD to get laid and, at the same time, I HAD to know what it was like to be with a trans woman. Now I’ve never been the outgoing type. Yeah I keep get a good conversation going but I never really had the confidence to get it started, not to mention, I had no idea where to look. So my porn addled mind jumped to the next best alternative, an escort.