[MF] Cheating Airport Parking Garage

A few years back I was having an ongoing affair with a friend. I’ll have to share more stories with her because there were some hot ones, and some crazy ones. This one particular day she was flying for work in the afternoon, and I worked not too far from the airport.

I told her I’d meet her there, I was thinking maybe we get an airport hotel room but we were only going to have about 30-40 min. She was at the airport, I picked her up and we decided let’s go into the parking garage and find a quiet spot. Thinking that a weekday afternoon wouldn’t be too busy, we were wrong. It was pretty full, as we drove around and we realized we weren’t finding an empty area. I was so hard already as she was rubbing my cock through my pants. Eventually I parked in an area that seemed less busy but definitely cars all around.

A Species’ Survival Chapter 09

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STORY:

Tara got up from the bed after napping for an hour.

“Mark (Anthony’s dad) is going to be pissed,” she thought.

She had told him that she would be late by only one hour. She looked at the clock. She was already an hour late. By the time she reached the office, she’d be late by two and a half hours. She decided that she would tell Mark that she wanted to spend more time with her kids since they will be off to college soon. That would throw him off the scent. She looked at her sleeping lover and smiled. She rushed into the bathroom to get the smell of sex out of her body.

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Reminder to myself (w)

I love my body. My body is extremely beautiful. My tits are ample and round and so sensitive. I’m not just grateful for the way they look but the way they feel, heavy and soft in my hands and tingling at even the lightest touch. My stomach and my legs are smooth and full too, gloriously mine and perfectly pretty from so many different angles.

I don’t feel arrogant saying these things, I feel powerful. Powerful because if you’d asked me a year ago how I felt about my body you’d have heard a very different answer.

I used to masturbate in the dark. Watching erotic porn on a screen that cast an orange light over my naked body, I’d focus intently on the beautiful people having sex in front of me, trying to avoid glimpsing myself if at all possible. Closing my eyes at the moment of climax so I could picture myself in their place. Nowadays I masturbate in front of a mirror. Not always watching porn, sometimes listening to it: headphones on, audio erotica telling me a horny story, focusing on my own body in the mirror in lieu of people on a screen. Taking note of the way that my nipples stretch out the fabric of my shirt or how my cunt glistens when I spread my legs. The curve of my stomach and hips, or the shudder in my thighs as I get closer to coming.

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Pleasure Island – A Jennifer Stokes story – ch.18[f/m/m][oral][spit roast][masturbation][20s-30s]

18.

Sitting on a bench not far away, Jennifer and Marcus were getting quite the show, but he was still unsure whether or not to stay.

Watching Tess suck Will’s enormous cock was making Jennifer eager for some herself, and she glanced sideways at Marcus. She felt tingly between her legs and desperately wanted to scratch that itch, but she restrained herself. Jennifer had done a lot of freaky things, but masturbating next to Marcus was pushing it.

Outwardly, Marcus still seemed upset, but the bulge Jennifer was staring at, told a whole different story.

When Tess stood, her pale white ass clearly visible under her short skirt, Jennifer nudged Marcus.

“There you go, now is your chance.”

“What do you mean?”

“Wow, men can be so dense sometimes!” Jennifer said. “Can’t you see she stood up to show you her amazing ass, practically begging you to go over there.”

“Are you sure about that?”

“Just trust me on this will you?”

“Okay, thanks,” Marcus said.

Tess sensed his presence, even before he touched her, and when he did, she felt that spark again.

Pleasure Island – A Jennifer Stokes story – ch.17 [f/m][20s-30s][oral]

17.

Tess and Jennifer strolled around the party speaking with people here and there, but none compared to their new Korean friends.

Making their way to the pool, they found it was nearly vacant, with only a few people swimming naked in the warm water.

There wasn’t anything overly interesting happening there, but just before they moved on, Jennifer spotted Will on the far side and waved to him.

“Who is that he’s with?” she asked. “He’s cute.”

“That’s Marcus,” Tess replied. “Come on, I’ll introduce you.”

After meeting him, Jennifer clearly understood why Tess had been so eager to track this man down. He was hot, and in an instant, she knew he was going to be the one. The one to bend her over and take her ass.
*’Tess would share, wouldn’t she?’* Jennifer thought with a sly slime.

After some small talk, Tess said, “Could you two excuse us for a minute? I have to speak with Will about something.”

“Uh, yeah,” said Jennifer, “Sure,” said Marcus.

Tess and Will moved off a ways, near one of the canopied day beds, that littered the pool deck.

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[F] 34 [F4M] Telling an 8-inch guy that he’s not big enough was a huge turn on

I am 34 F, married, two kids full time working and really into sports. Busy all the time but trying to make ends meet. So apologies in advance if I don’t reply immediately.
But mostly I am that size queen who cannot have it big enough. I have come to the point that my husband is not able to fill me up completely anymore. He is eight inches. The first time I told him accidentally that I wanted him to go deeper and stretch me even more. The look on his face was priceless. A little insecure. Thing is: I had sex with my new affair who is significantly larger than him. And this guy kind of changed my entire sex life. He hits spots that I didn’t even know existed. And after that happened it’s just not the same anymore.

I [F] made the mistake of going to a concert with a group of college boys [MMMMMMM]

It was no secret at my school after some previous events that I was very dtf. There was a large concert at the football stadium one weekend and a guy friend of mine asked if I wanted to go, he had an extra ticket, so I jumped at the chance. I met him at his dorm room the night of the show and walked in to a group of 7 guys all drinking and talking quietly.

“Am I the only girl going?” I asked as I walked in. “Yup!” My friend said as the group stopped talking and all looked at me, smiling and one of the guys handed me a beer. I have to admit it made me tingle a little. We pre-gamed for a little while and headed out.

We get to the show and its awesome. We ended up near the stage in the mosh pit and we’re having a blast. I wasn’t too dressed up, I was wearing a tshirt and running shorts. It was so packed that it was body on body of jumping teenagers. I was in the middle of this group of guys. It started with hands around my waist and on my shoulders. Then on my ass, then on my chest. I didn’t really care I was having so much fun and was very buzzed. It was nice to be the center of attention in such an electric environment.

I swore I wouldn’t [F]uck anyone at the frat party. But I never said I wouldn’t suck any cocks! [MF]

So back when I first started college (in my 40s now) I had just broken up with a HS boyfriend and I was relatively inexperienced. I wasn’t a virgin-just hadn’t been with many guys. One of the first big parties I went to at college I felt I should hook up but also at the time I didn’t think it was “appropriate” to have sex with a guy I just met. I went to the party with a few of my new friends and was having fun and having drinks. Guys were chatting with me-I was showing a lot of cleavage – and some were cute but no one really struck me as fun.

Focused CEO part 2 [Misogyny][Rough]

Disclaimer: There is no misogyny in this part either and it may take a few more parts for the plot to lead into it. The tag is only present as a warning in case someone who opposes misogyny to ever be a part of this story comes across it. Misogyny will only be explored as a kink and not as a belief/way of life.

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I wake up feeling a movement against my body, seeing Marie slowly moving my arms off her body so she can get off the bed. I smile and tighten my arms around her, pulling her back to me and kissing the back of her shoulder softly before I say, “you fell asleep on me, you can’t also sneak off now” I say laughing softly.

“I am really sorry for falling asleep on you. And right after…” She says trailing off as she always does

“It’s okay, it was cute” I say then tease her, “so should I take it as you enjoyed it”

She gets hot red and nods, still facing away from me, “it was very good”

The say I realized I wasn’t having enough sex [FM]

I’m not sure when it happened exactly, but I remember the day I began to realize that I was not having as much sex as I should be.

I grew up in a small town in Nakuru county where almost everyone knew everyone else. We were all “friends” on common social media, but we didn’t have any real friends.

And you know what? It was okay with me! I didn’t want to hang out with anyone except my family anyway. My parents were really strict—they made me go to bed at 9 o’clock every night and they wouldn’t let me watch TV or go to the internet until after my homework was done. So besides the occasional trip to Walmart or Target for groceries and toiletries, I didn’t have much reason for going anywhere anyway.

This changed when I turned 18 and moved away to college. I had to leave my cozy little bubble and enter into the real world. I met men not shy to say what they wanted to do to me. At the time I didn’t realize it but his was a real turn on . I was so used to having to be the one in control all the time that it felt good for someone else take over and tell me what they wanted from me.