[MF] Fucked my navy boss wife

I’m in the navy and I have a asshole of a chief for my boss. He’s constantly making me and my other sailors life a living hell because the navy is all he’s got.

I’m a gym rat and one Day this 40 something yr old white lady comes in the gym. I go to the little room where you do AB’s and she walks in behind me. After I did some sets I’m getting up to walk out and she says “wow you make that look easy” I smiled and replied “well practice makes perfect” she smiles and we strike up a quick conversation and instantly start to flirt.

Fast forward a couple weeks and we meet on and off in the gym randomly on my lunch break and finally got to the point where I’m almost feeling up on her in the room giving her “pointers” she had nice breast’s and a really nice Ass. Finally after one Day she asked if I was hungry. I told her yes and we went and we agreed to go get something to eat. She suggested intake my car but told her I had to stop and change real quick in my barracks. she agreed.

The Swarm Queen’s Trance [F/M] [FemDom] [Bondage] [Animal Traits] [Fantasy]

“To what do I owe the… misfortune?” A voice cut through the damp dark air of the Holy Sacais Cavern. A single red eye glowed through the darkness glowering down at her visitor. The visitor knelt to the floor of the cavern in reverence, “Cut the shit,” The voice said. The click of the woman’s heels echoed through the cavern as she approached her visitor, “What do you want, Rushiasha, King of Dragons?” The tall woman snapped down at her bowing visitor. Her sole visible red eye glared down through Rushiasha’s body in the darkness.

“Oh please, Kleirerria,” Rushiasha said coyly, righting himself, “Do I always need a reason to visit a *dear friend*?” The dragon’s tail swished back and forth behind him, elegant and intimidating, even in his humanoid form. His purple eyes glimmered with ethereal power in the darkness of the cavern. Kleirerria’s hand flew past Rushiasha’s head and hit the wall behind him with such force that a few pebbles crumbled to the floor.

What was your best [M]oment

Curious. What was your best sexual experience? Best exhibitionist experience? Best almost caught moment? Mine was when a gf at the time got me off under the table at a party with bunch of friends and coworkers. Thought no one noticed, but her best friend did. The night ended in a 3some. Best night! Open to pm’s if you don’t want to share publicly ?

My first bisexual experiences [MM]

I’d taught myself how to cum by humping my bed and I continued to masturbate that way just about every night until this one night the following summer, I was staying over at my friend’s house. I don’t even remember how it started but we ended up getting naked in his bed, I think because he said it would feel better. After getting each other horny by talking about hot girls we knew, he started jacking off. I then flipped over on my stomach & started humping the bed and he looks over at me & is like “Dude, what the fuck are you doing? I told him I was masturbating, & so he showed me how to do it properly. So we jacked off together, cumming at about the same time. We didn’t touch each other, but for some reason I kept feeling compelled to rub my bare feet on his bare feet. He didn’t seem to care. That happened every time we got the chance, then about a year later, the following summer, he was spending the night again, we were naked and masturbating in bed when he suddenly took things to another level. He suddenly rolled over on top of me and started grinding on me. This was new and a little scary but it felt so good! He was kissing my nipples and grinding his cock on my cock. Eventually he came on my chest, and then grabbed my cock and jerked me off until I came.

My favorite teacher [MF]

A thread on another subreddit got me thinking about this memory, so I thought I’d write it down in more detail here…

Several years ago I spent some time in a Latin American country that will go unnamed, studying Spanish and traveling. I started in the capital, where I rented a room and attended a language academy for a couple months. They matched students and teachers up one to one, and I was lucky to get paired with the most (and let’s be honest, only) attractive teacher. We’ll call her Aracely.

Aracely was a local and 32, so 10 years older than me at the time. She was maybe 5’4 and slim but shapely. Probably B-cup breasts, but to this day one do the best asses I’ve ever seen. Cute face that was still girlish at 32, dark brown skin, straight black hair that went down to about her shoulder blades.

I immediately found her so hot and the night after our first class stroked my cock thinking about the view of her ass in her skintight jeans while she wrote verb conjugations on the whiteboard. But I didn’t want to be inappropriate or creepy to this teacher in a country where I’d just arrived and didn’t know anyone, so decided I wouldn’t try to seduce her. As it turned out, I wouldn’t really need to.

Wet Dream

She stood alone and motionless. Leaning her head back allowing the water to wash down her body; as quickly as the thoughts of the daily to-do flooded her mind. The tussle of this, that, and the other obligations brought her the same inner turmoil as usual. Beginning to take long deep breaths, clarity began to enter as her mind began to quiet – sensing the calm that was to come. 

Slowly she comes to: recognizing the presence of another as the shower door begins to open. Bare and natural she turns to investigate. Standing naked, and vulnerable – water dripping from her nipples and racing down her back – feeling the warmth of its essence as it trickles down her butt.

For a moment that seems endless, he holds her in his gaze. His eyes exploring the curves, glistening from the water. 

No words are spoken as he begins to unbutton his pants and dropping them to the floor, she sees his inviting bulge – pressing on the cotton of his underwear. He moves to remove his shirt, the broad shoulders and thick arms exposed. 

The Mistress and her brat (bdsm)

Her breath came in short, shallow gasps. The way her hands were strapped to the bed made it impossible for her to wiggle free from her Mistress’ firm hand. Her throat was nearly closed by the tight grip and her eyes began to lose focus. Just when she thought she would black out her Mistress let her up for air.

“Sweet, silly girl. Are you done misbehaving for tonight? Can I get on with my plans?” Her Mistress said playfully.

Mistress’ hand moved from her throat to her deliciously hard nipple. Giving it a tug and then a small slap. The attention to her tit caused her to moan and her back to arch.

“Yes, Mistress…”

It seemed like this punishment had gone on for hours, but in reality it had been 15 minutes. The brat had wasted no time when it came to forcing the dominant woman’s hand. Mouthing off, struggling against restraints, such a poor example of a good little slave. The Mistress smiled to herself, this was one of the reasons she loved this particular toy the most. Her spirit.

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First time for everything

Your nerves are all over the place as you stand outside the black door It’s red, elegant and made of fine oak. A single sign “Cellphone use and photography strictly prohibited”. Heart pounding, you open the door and walk through. Your senses are hit all at once. The music electric dance music blaring, the smell of money in the air, and the women are everywhere. But then your view is suddenly cut short by large burly man.

“ID” he barks at you.

Embarrassed for being caught off guard, you fumble taking your wallet out. You were never one to walk to places like this. You don’t even know why you’re here. You live with a beautiful woman, who does everything you want, but you still want more. She’s gone away on a business trip, so theres no need to worry about getting caught. You wonder if she would even mind, heck, she might be wiling to join you.

“Here,have fun,” the bouncer hands back your ID,. With a smile on his face he says, “Don’t get too wild.”

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The Wrong Road Taken Part 5 [MF] [Oral] [Anal] [Witchcraft]

When she began kissing the back of my neck, all thoughts turned towards one thing, making her happy.
From behind she reached around to stroke my already hardened cock.
Turning me around Lucretia sat me down in a chair while kneeling between my legs.
Within seconds my cock was engulfed by her mouth.
Let the ecstasy begin!

As Lucretia began her oral ministrations the two bits of wood embedded in my body began their dance.
The one in my penis started its vibrations while the one in my rear started pumping. Both of them banging into my prostate causing a heightened sense of ecstasy.
Within moments I was ready to pop.
To prevent wasting the moment I pulled Lucretia off me and had her switch places.
With a twist, instead of sitting I had her on her knees on the seat her upper torso bent over the back of the chair.
Pulling up a chair I sat behind her and wet to town with my tongue and lips.
For the next five or so minutes I concentrated on every spot my lips could reach while totally ignoring her pussy and clit.
When my tongue began to rim her little ring, she cried out her moans.
Stiffening my tongue I took a chance and pressed it inward past that little ring.
At this point it was necessary to grab her cheeks to hold her still or risk getting bucked off my chair.

Testing Forbidden Desires [Step Fantasy] [MF] [BDSM]

As long as Emily could remember, she had always had a thing for older men. Not really old—she was only eighteen after all—but, like, dad old. Men in their mid-to-late thirties. Twice her age was her sweet spot, she thought. The confidence, experience, authority that came with age was always more appealing than the naivete and cockiness displayed by her peers in the halls and DM’s. That isn’t to say she was sexually inexperienced with her own generation. She’d been with several guys from nearby highschools (she never wanted to get involved with ones she also had to sit in class with) and even two from the university over Spring Break. But she had yet to explore the frontier of her ultimate fantasy: being with a dad.

She wasn’t into *actual* incest, despite what some of her internet history revealed.

Not that it mattered; she didn’t have a dad. Well, not really. Her biological father disappeared when Emily was four after her mom found out he had been having an affair for ten years and even had a second family. It was just the two of them until her mom married Jay when she was a sophomore. Emily was pretty indifferent to his typical stepdad personality. She didn’t have that clichéd enmity towards the man like in all the teen movies, but she just didn’t connect with him either. He was a roommate who paid all the bills and fucked her mom. A lot.