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An afternoon with Alison [MF]

It was Saturday afternoon. I was sitting at my desk in my apartment doing some work. Alison was in the shower.

I was looking out the window when I heard a soft “Hey!” from behind me. I turned and saw Alison smiling at me, wrapped in a purple towel, her long dark hair still wet and hanging tantalizingly over one shoulder.

She kept her big green eyes fixed on me and the sly smile on her face as she slowly unwrapped the towel. I felt my blood surge as her body came into view.

She was slim and toned, with small breasts like scoops of ice cream, a stomach with a hint of six-pack and a belly button ring that hung down towards the V of her hips. She had shaved completely while she was in the shower.

She wiggled her hips playfully and let the towel drop to the floor. She turned away from me, in profile, and put her hands against the wall, arching her back slightly and poking her perfect ass (thank god for track and field girls) out towards me. Her gaze turned sultry and I practically flew out of the chair, tossing my t-shirt to the ground as I crossed the room. Read more »

I showed him my boobs but then it got real weird

This happened about 2 days ago. I was sitting alone in my friends house when we decided to play truth or dare. We did a few truths but then it was his turn to dare me. We where good friends so I trusted him. He told me to flash him. I was like “NO WTF?” but he kept say I have to because it’s a dare. So I grabbed the bottom of my shirt and was about to flash him but then i just said fuck it and took my shirt off. I still had my bra on tho but it was a see through sorta bra. His eyes widened so much, he couldn’t stop staring. He started getting me so horny so I began grinding and twerking on him. I could feel his hard cock through my tights. I turned around and started sexually rubbing his cock through his pants. I pulled them off, grabbed his Cock and put it between my tits. I started tit fucking him so hard he couldn’t contain himself. He was moaning and groaning so much. Then boom. I a took a hard load in the mouth and spit it back out in the floor. I wasn’t ready for that. I got back up and for some reason I was so grossed out and offended. I kept yelling at him. I grabbed my shirt and left. Yesterday he called me and apologised, I accepted it and apologised back because I was the one jerking him off. I sent him a quick nude. And he sent me a vid of him masturbaiting to my pic. Where all good now but I still don’t know why I got so grossed out. I usually love when people cum on/in me?

Immaculate Conception [STR8] [MF] [NC] [PREG] [MDOM]

The church is quiet now. It’s late. The building left open for sinners to come plead for their absolution. That’s not why I’m here though. True I would be concidered a sinner by the standards of the church, but I no longer care. I’m here for you. A pretty little thing that galavants around indulging in sin and vice, then coming here to beg forgiveness only to do it all again.

I’ve been following you for a while, and I was surprised by your two-faced nature. Here you’re such a pious good girl, but out in the world you’re a regular Jezebel. I wonder if you realize the duplicity in your behavior, maybe that’s what makes it so fun. What would your acquaintances here think if they knew how dirty you could be. Maybe after tonight maybe I can shatter your delusions about all of this, and set you free to indulge in hedonistic delights. A wicked smile curls on my lips at the thought. Read more »

Advent Kinkendar: December 24th [Ffm]

Most of the wax from last night has brushed off into my bed as I slept, but a few pieces remain as a reminder. That and the ice are definitely experiences I intend to repeat many more times.

I woke up to Miss’ hands teasing my nipples, and as I stirred she quickly squatted her pussy onto my face and began to ride me. All I could do was hear and taste her, moaning into her as she gleefully used me. It felt so good and my pussy was aching so much by the time she climaxed and moved to the boy. She coaxed him awake playing with his balls, then did exactly the same.

Inside the boy’s box was a rubber doldo with a suction cum and a bottle of lube, mine contained a slightly larger than usual tennis ball, and some stick on velcro tape – just the soft side. Both also contained the camera and tripod from before, and a pair of leather wrist cuffs. Miss smiled that devious grin as she began explaining.

“Your last day, so I thought I’d let you have as many orgasms as you like, and you can document them for a scrapbook.” Read more »

[M] [F] [inc] [pee] [preg] The champagne room

I have a confession to make. One that weighs on me so heavily. One that I think only you can hear. I don’t even really know where to start, and despite having a lot of reasons to justify, to defend, they sound more like hollow excuses to me. I will let you be the judge.

This story starts many decades ago, in Silcox, a small town in Wyoming. My name is Jack De Vaalt, and I was born there. So was my wife, Janice Pershing. The town was run more like a Christian cult than anything else. Strict morals, curfews, you name it, we had it. Everything in the pursuit of purity. I was never made for that. I was made for the pleasures of life. I was made to sit by the ocean sipping a drink. I was made for love. For bliss. Or, as they would call it there, eternal damnation. I got an early start of trouble by getting caught making out with Janice in a parking lot. The only solution? Getting married of course. And so we did. I was 21, she wasn’t even 18 quite yet. We had to get a special approval. But off we want, to married life. It took us a couple years, but we ended up pregnant. We gave birth to our first, and only, child, sweet lovely Nicole Anne De Vaalt. And a few years later, I managed to persuade Janice to leave Silcox and start a new life. We basically had to run off in the night, like rats through the sewers. We picked Las Vegas. For a man like me, the perfect place. All amusement, all entertainment, available. A true haven of pleasure, an endless supply of endorphins at your fingertips. Janice accepted her fate, more out of obedience than true desire of freedom. Read more »

Smoking session turns into threesome [MFF]

The past few weeks I’ve been working nights at my job. It’s really messed up my sleeping schedule recently. By the time I get up most days it’s already the middle of the night.

Most nights I usually find a movie and smoke some weed to relax being that there isn’t much to do.

However, last Wednesday one of my friends that I knew from JR high school hit me up to catch up and shoot the shit. I didn’t mind at all being that she was really good company, not to mention she’s extremely attractive and smokes as well.

Picture a thick caramel toned milf about 5’4 in height with full lips and short thick curly hair. We will call her Nina for whatever reason.

Anyways, she wanted to smoke and catch up but it was too cold and too late to hangout at a park or something so I suggested we link up with one of my other friends because we could smoke in her apartment.

It was kind of a risk being that there was a chance that both of these females would hate each other but I was so mentally invested into the idea that I didn’t even think about it at the moment. Read more »

[MFM] My small friend’s unplanned cuckolding and her first threesome [cuck] [size]

A grad school friend of mine, Eric, started coming to the gym with me, a few months back. He’s a bit shorter, less in shape, Chinese. One night we decided to check out the pool, then when we were showering afterwards, I noticed he kept his swimsuit on in the showers (even though I took mine off). I’m pretty well hung – 8″ when hard, and about 6″ soft – and his staring at me when we were showering was uncomfortably obvious.

We became better friends, and I ended up meeting his girlfriend, Sara, and hanging out with them a few times. Sara is super cute – a tiny, petite girl – and way out of Eric’s league. How he landed her, I have no idea.

Eric and I got in the habit of swimming a couple night a week. One night as we were rinsing off after a swim, he started asking why I didn’t have a girlfriend. I told him the truth – that I was just having a hard time finding someone – but he said something like, “Yeah, they probably run away scared after you show them that monster”, pointing to my cock. I said, “Well, you’ve got a girlfriend – I’m guessing whatever you’re hiding under your swimsuit isn’t exactly scaring the girls away.” That was meaner than I meant – I was just trying to tease him – but he blushed and said, “I’m not hiding anything…” (although he seemed apprehensive), and he pulled his swim trunks down. Read more »

Emma at the pool party [mf]

At a pool party this past summer I hit it off with this girl I’d never met before. After a few shots with friends I’d gotten up the courage to approach her while she was sat at the pool’s edge and we chatted there for a while. She was Emma, from out of town and a cousin of one of the hosts of the party. The booze running through me did its job nicely and very shortly we were splashing around together, chatting about nonsense and eventually I realized we were flirting – laughing and flicking water and making heavy eyes at each other. After maybe a half hour of this she got out of the pool and told me she was going to grab a bottle of champagne and that she “wanted to show me something…” My senses were tingling at the sound of this and so I dutifully followed her in through the kitchen, grabbing a bottle on the way of what turned out to be prosecco, not champagne, but I didn’t complain. Read more »