Hard Pool [FMMMMMM] [hotwife] [interracial] [straight] [fiction]

*Inspired by the picture posted by u/ throw_away2185_*

 

I was burning through the complete season 1 DVD set of Dukes of Hazzard when I got a text from my pal Gil.

*Dude, it’s getting hot in here. Where are you?*

I texted back:

*Feeling down right now, bud. Talk to you tomorrow?*

Gil knew about Clarise dumping me four days ago. I had been hurting at first, then the pain subsided into a dull ache. I remembered how watching Bo and Luke cause vehicular mayhem in weekly re-runs during my childhood had never failed to make me happy. Now seemed like a good time to get some of that happiness back. Gil had called me that morning to see how I was doing and to invite me to a party he was hosting in his newly modified garage. Not wanting to upset him, I had said yes, but my heart told me no as it was telling me now.

Gil texted:

*If you’re thinking this is going to be like the last time when you got bored ten minutes in and had to leave, I’m telling you, man, this ain’t that time. Check out the video I just made. Can’t argue with you anymore, bro. This lady demands full attention and I’m giving it! Dayummm!* Read more »

Masque [FM] [cheating] [fiction]

They were arguing again, the couple next door. In their mid-twenties, the wife was a gorgeous brunette, the husband a handsome blonde. They were perfect, except for whatever it was that had them quarreling constantly. They weren’t as bad as some other couples I had seen, but it was annoying to know I had moved from the city in an attempt to escape the rowdy urban environment to this small, quiet town, and yet somehow I had managed to set myself up as a neighbor to the only couple in town with marriage issues they chose to play out in stereo.

My suffering didn’t last long. It had been six days after that tenth or eleventh argument when I realized that I had not seen the husband. I assumed they had separated. A couple of neighbors made a point of stopping by that house to tell the wife that her grass was getting an inch too high. Trying to be nice, I elected one afternoon to mow her lawn. She was out and I was glad it turned out that way. Didn’t want to risk upsetting her by doing something stupid as I was prone to do when in the presence of a beautiful woman. Read more »

Isa Thornwood Stories – SexTV and other fetish stuff

Hello!

I’m an erotic story writer, and I would like to share my works with you. Hopefully, this is not considered a spam or anything.

My main ongoing story is called SexTV. It is a long erotic novel, featuring a multitude of various fetishes and sexy situations. At the time of posting, it is already 25 chapters and more than 100 000 words long.

It is set in a future utopian society where people don’t have to work for a living, and instead dedicate most of their time to entertainment. One of the biggest things is Live adult tv – hundreds of channels set in various settings from mainstream to fantasy and hardcore fetish. The story follows a girl who decides to join a porn show just for fun, and live on the set for six months.

People seem to like that story, hopefully you will too! I personally think that it has a very nice worldbuilding, and I try to focus on the plot as much as I do on the purely erotic scenes. It was once posted on Literotica before I left the platform. Read more »

Office Hours [Mff] [ff] [handjob] [oral] [creampie] [professor-student]

Professor Watney was reading the newspaper in his office when the two freshmen students stopped by. It was technically Office Hours, and while most days no students showed up, he felt it was still his duty to be available just in case. His office was located in a quiet part of the basement of the science complex, and passers-by were rare, let alone students with questions.

“Hi ladies,” the professor said, “Are you lost? Which room are you looking for?”

“Uh, isn’t this your Office Hours? I’m Cameron, from your Anatomy lab?” the first girl asked, even though it wasn’t really a question.

“Oh, right, right, Cameron,” Professor Watney stammered, then looked at the other girl, “And you are, uh…” It wasn’t that he was bad at memorizing people’s names. But for his freshmen sections, he’d long ago stopped bothering to try.

The two girls looked at each other. Watney couldn’t read the meaning of the glance.

“I’m Lacy,” the other girl said.

“Of course, yes, and so Cameron and Lacy, come in, take a seat,” he said, “What can I help you with? How is your takehome lab coming?” Read more »

I [F] was ass fucked and humiliated by a stranger [M] from Tinder

I [f21] was ass fucked and humiliated by a [m25] stranger from Tinder

This happened last month. I was hanging out with a guy I met on Tinder. It was our third time meeting up so I felt safe enough to just go over to his house and chill.

We had sexted quite a bit and had made it pretty clear that we were both pretty interested in BDSM, but when hanging out he had always been super sweet and nothing sexual had happened in person at all. It was kind of annoying. I’d hinted and made comments in that direction a few times, but he’d just brush me off.

We were watching Netflix, cuddling, and talking when he turned to me and said, “Do you know what you are?” I shook my head, expecting a cute, sweet response. Instead he roughly grabs my tits. “A slut,” he tells me. “Aren’t you?”

I am taken a bit by surprise.

He flips up my skirt and shoves three fingers inside of me. I wasn’t wearing panties because he was right- I am a fucking slut. I was also soaking wet because, again, whore. I’d been wanting this for hours. Read more »

WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 25 Hidden Gem, Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)

“What am I doing” ducking in the moaning room. “It’s not like he is going to take me seriously” slumping over to catch her reflection in the window. “Unless..” after a few minutes of stripping out of her clothes Clarissa reached into her purse. Letting out a big sigh, “..this works” using her reflection once again to dawn the mood swing lipstick that was wrapped in a note. “Will look at that note after (catching her reflection in her new clothes).. I’ll leave the tie to complete the look” Clarissa chuckled as she headed for the door. “Ok, Clarissa here goes” giving herself a short pep talk before entering the news office again. “No one is looking? Cum on now seeing a girl with all this (after making some crazy hand gestures, one reporter was headed her way)..” “Excuse me” as he shuffled on by. “..What? How? Why.. I thought if I wore these clothes then I would..” being interrupted one more time. “Excuse me cuming through.. oh and if you’re planning on seeing the boss, well ah he is on the war path” the reporter mentioned in passing.
Staring down the Chief Editors door, “I can do this (still thinking she had something to adjust before entering the dragon’s den) I can do..” Entering her bosses office was a lot less scary then she thought, even having him put her on hold with a wave of his finger. “Blah blah blah, yes what do you want” Raz said clearly not interested in the conversation he was having. “You see I found this article and I was wondering.. couldIstartitagain” those words came tumbling out of her mouth. “Yes. I said yes..” he started butt that was all she needed to hear. “Now what did you want!” Raz turned butt Clarissa was gone, “Some times I feel like a under paid babysitter!” The sound of papers hitting the wall resounded through the reporters section.
The bang on the door grew louder by the second, “Ahh, I’m cuming.. well not anymore thank you..” the last part being a whisper as Angie sucked her girl juice’s from her fingers. Hearing the locks unlock, seeing the handle start to turn, busting through the door. Clarissa tackled Angie, still wearing the tie, the stockings, the Teddy and even her heels. Catching Angie totally off guard as her skinny ass hit the ground. Clarissa went for the passionate kiss right away, groping her double D’s with one hand and jacking Angie’s ass with the other. “We (smooch) need (biting Angie’s lower lip) to (going for a sloppy kiss) cele(lips starting to drift down)brate” Clarissa said in between kisses. Before Angie could confirm anything Clarissa’s lips tagged hers. “Ohh (hips bucking) fuckkk Mmm Mmmm.. … OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” Clarissa massaging Angie’s asshole, tongue plunged into Angie’s sweet sweet depts. Sucking on Angie’s clit as more orgasms came tumbling down. Each one being timed perfectly with the depth of Clarissa’s tongue, the flick at the end, the forceful way Clarissa’s tongue glided along the roof of Angie’s pussy. “Ohh fuckkk yeaaa yeaaaaaa Mmmmmmmmm” never before has anybody massaged Angie’s asshole the way Clar is. Wanting to grab her head, force her back up to her lips butt at the same time force her to keep on licking, plunging and massaging her asshole. Clutching her legs, pulling on her tits, “You’re such a fucking (stomach tightened up) bitc(hips bucking hard)h Ooooh fuckkk yesssssssss Ooooh (feeling the pressure) fuck you Mmm Mmmm fuckkk.. (the feeling of ecstasy filling her bum) OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” Angie moaned. “Fuck girl (kissing Clarissa) you definitely know how to get me to cum” shaking the Aftershock away as the cum seeps out.

(FM) A Very Good Morning (Long)

I wake up to hot breath on my neck. Eye closed with a sleepy smile, I stretch my arms above my head and roll toward the other side of the bed.

“Good morning, bud! You need to go potty?”

Winston leaps from the bed excitedly, and I follow behind with much less enthusiasm. My face contorts, wincing as my feet hit the cold hardwood. Stepping over my black panties laying on the floor, I consider slipping them on, along with my joggers at the foot the bed. I’ll be quick, I tell myself. It’s not that cold, right?

My black and grey and blue cattle dog is dancing at the backdoor. Opening it just enough to let him out, I quickly shut the door behind me and shiver, feeling my nipples harden and regretting not slipping on those pants. Your t-shirt, though comfy, barely covers my ass. I sigh and follow the light toward the kitchen, sites set on the coffee maker. It’s only 6 AM. I’d love to get a few more hours of sleep, but I can already tell I’m wide awake. I blame the cold. Read more »

[MF] Once Upon a Good Fuck

I wrote this a while ago about a night I had with my partner that always gives me the best flashbacks. Isolation has made me a lil horny so decided to share. Written more “story” style.

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“I know, but a tenth of the kitchen took almost 4 days to finally pry up – and that was with help!”

My friend was on his third drink and fifth rant about his house renos. I swear he only invites me out so that he can have someone to complain to. This routine is so typical. I nod, ask questions and act surprised at all the right times. Most times we hang out I try to take a genuine interest in what he’s talking about, but the thought of seeing *him* in an hour was making it difficult to think about anything else.

“Anyways, do you want to head off for pizza or grab a drink somewhere else?” My friend asked as he started to put his jacket on.

“Sorry not this time, I have to get home. Early morning and everything.” I tried not to look too excited about getting home. But I couldn’t help it knowing what I’d be going home to. Read more »

<F4M> Your No.1 Goth girl…, Alt-girl? Fuck I don’t know. Who even came up with names for these styles?

Fucking is dope. [I](https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/616147998346444800/690222369578811429/image0.png) want to. You want to. Let’s all fuck together.

Para or multipara, third person, lots of plot, modern area, slow burny, angst ridden, romancy goodness, or just next door neighbours. Who knows? I’m down. Let’s go. Also known go-to kinks are incest, schoolgirl, public fucking, work colleagues.

I can only handle so many RPs at once, so if I reject you because I hit my limit, or if I’m being picky this is me apologizing in advance. Dope? Dope.

P.S. No furries, no medieval settings, and if you read this and message me and we start rping and you post in first person I will punch your mom.

Written erotica is PORN for women, my dudes!

Fuck guys.

All the talented writers must have went to bed early last night, I wasn’t too impressed with the crop I’d met… It was Saturday evening and my husband of eight months and I had just returned from the movies (because nobody told us the theaters would close too. Different aggravation entirely, and when you’re newly married the only sensible thing to do is screw any chance you get. But after some hopeless Netflix surfing and a petty argument about the window being open or shut, he stormed out to sleep on the couch because apparently “we can’t talk about shit.”

I wanna believe being married is as exciting as my friends say it is… but to be honest, I think they left out where that excitement actually comes from. So, with makeup done for the evening and a black tank top thrown on after realizing the evening ended, I’m decided to make my own rules and seeking a fun Saturday night elsewhere. From all of you hungry animals.

And the result, was… mediocre. :/ Read more »