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My First Time Pt.3 – Forced Anal [MM]

So this is the 3rd part of the my first time series. When I was 18 sleeping with a 45yo named Greg.

So it was that Saturday evening at 9.30pm I was playing video games when I get a text saying “Slut, get out the front” just his normal tough guy routine to keep me in line I leave the house and get to his car and starts driving to his place. On our way to his which is a 15min drive he takes out his thick cock and starts stroking it. “Slut, suck my dick til we get to mine” so I lean over and start sucking, I love sucking him so I just do my thing and he lets me, until I start trying to deepthroat me that’s when he starts forcing me to take it deeper so he ended up coming about 5mins away from his house and it’s just quiet.

We walk out of his car and enter the house, once I get in inside he says “strip naked, I’m fucking you today” I reply back panicking “wait what” he says “your throat you dumb slut”. So I say okay and start stripping butt naked he comes butt naked aswell with a couple of things in his hands. He locks my hands behind my back and handcuffs my hands together next he throws a blindfold over my eyes. Then applies pressure to my shoulders to kneel for him. Read more »

[M]y first time really doing the messed up, dirty things I wanted with my [W]ife

I know, it’s probably boring reading about a guy with his wife. But I had some dark fantasies and I finally worked up the bravery to do it.

I have a bit of an oral fixation, both ways, and I finally went as far as I wanted to. One night I was watching TV and she was in our room. I don’t know what got me going, but something switched on and I wanted her. But I wanted to do things I hadn’t done.

Some background, she does like to be submissive, she likes being tied up, lightly choked, her mouth covered. She also has no problem giving head. But I wanted more from her mouth. And I told her what I was going to do. That’s where I was surprised.

I walked into our room and she was dozing, I told her I wanted to 69, and I wanted to use her mouth. I said I was going to until I came in her mouth. I was surprised by how much she wanted it. She spread her legs and pulled me onto her. Read more »

Smells Like Middle-Aged Desperation [MF, light age-based humiliation, oral]

I’m in charge of a business function that covers several different offices, so I’m often on the road to visit the locations. I kept hearing the name of a new salesperson come up: Linda Marconi. Some of my staff at the office she worked at were becoming very involved with problems she should have been calling into a service desk for. I asked them to redirect her, but then I would hear from other employees that they continued to help her.

I was a little puzzled–these guys usually tried to avoid dealing with people as much as possible. So on my next visit, I kept one eye out to see if Linda would stop by the area where my team was assigned. By noon on my first day there, the question had been answered.

The clicking heels announced her presence and I looked up subtly to see a nice pair of legs. She was wearing a skirt that was too short for an office and four-inch heels. I already had a feeling about what her deal was before she turned to peek into my office. Once I saw the tell-tale overuse of eye makeup and low cut shirt, I knew she was experiencing what I call the “aging stewardess syndrome”: an aging woman who relied on her looks for professional success and was not dealing with her decline very well. I didn’t give away that I had checked her out and continued to work. Read more »

Her fantasy come true (MFM)

This is my first try writing erotica and I just thought it would be fun to try out. Everything is all fiction.

It all started when she told me her secret sexual fantasy. She wanted to be fucked by me and another guy. At first I was totally against it but slowly she began to change my mind. So I figured I would surprise her one Friday night. I told my friend John about her fantasy and asked if he was willing to help. He said yes because he knew she was a freak sexually and had a body to die for. I arranged for the 3 of us to be alone and my place. I invited John and we started drinking as we waited for her. Once she arrived John smiled and looked at me with a devilish grin. She was wearing a black skirt with a crop top showing off her cleavage. She had no idea what was going to happen. Read more »

A Fantasy of Us…

You drop me softly onto our bed—it cradles my back like a soft hug as you push me deeper into the abyss of blankets. I feel the heat emanate from your strong body hovering above mine, one hand running fingers through my hair, the other grasping at my lower back. You press your tip to my already wet and swollen entrance. I gasp as you enter, splitting me wide open. You move slowly, letting my body adjust to your size entering me. You continue to slide in, slowly, deeper and deeper. As the intensity builds from within me, a whimper escapes my lips. You pause, kiss the sound from my mouth and caress my flushed face before continuing. As you reach my depths, you slowly and rhythmically slide out and back inside. Your body contracts and releases above me and sweat starts to glisten on your flesh as you pump rhythmically inside. I start to feel the familiar changes from within as I adjust to your size and my body prepares to make love to yours. As the sweet tinge of pain evolves into surmounting pleasure I wrap my arms around you, desperate to feel you closer. You caress your hand down my back, sending a shiver coursing through my spine, until your grasp meets my hip. You grab firmly and lift me by my ass, pulling me as close to you as possible as you flip our bodies around until I am straddling your lap, your cock buried in me the entire time. From here I can now feel you as deep as possible inside of me, I can hold you as close as our bodies allow. You grab my legs and move them so that they wrap behind your back, I throw my arms around your shoulders in response, clinging to you, our bodies completely interconnected. I rest my forehead against yours and our breath dances between our lips. I begin to slowly ride your lap, savoring the feeling of your warm cock massaging me from the inside; it touches me in places I can’t reach myself and catalyzes waves of pleasure that cascade through my entire being. The waves feel electric and with our bodies so interconnected I wonder if you can feel them emanating from my skin and onto yours. You close the small distance between our lips and kiss me deeply, hungrily. I close my eyes and lose myself to you, unsure of where you end, and I begin. Read more »

[Mf] I Saddle Up To My Local Bar/Restaurant On Sunday And End Up Being New Girl (29) From WI’s First CA Cock…. Can Get The Best Head I’ve (39) Had In A Loooong Time

*AND Get..

*Fun starts after page break.

This happened 3 Sunday’s ago, so its still pretty fresh in my memory. It was a Sunday afternoon, which I usually take Sunday’s pretty slow.
No more motorbike racing from Europe since the season was over, and I’m not one to sit in front of a TV watching football all day, or even 3 hours. My local bar/restaurant in the coastal town I live in is a Packers bar.
I headed down to the Coast and got to said restaurant about 12p, after a gym work out. A Bloody Mary sounded really good.
As I am enjoying myself talking to my friend that bartends and run the restaurant in passing, I notice the bar getting more full, and I then overhear the bartender saying the Packers game starts at 130p. Now I know why. Around 1245 comes and 2 of my older guy friend show up and i order a 2nd drink, a beer. This beer is lasting until about 120p, and I didn’t realize it but the only seat open in the 15-18 seat bar is the one at the end, next to me.
As the 3 of us guys are talking to my right, i notice someone come snag the end seat to my left. I turn around to see who it is and dont’ really think anything and just keep talking with them.
After 10 or-so minutes, I start some small talk and learn she is there for the Packer’s game and she just moved to SoCal from Wisconsin 11 days prior. I was already about 2.5 drinks in by this point and was feeling pretty good… Bar full, good energy, beautiful sunny day, and a pretty decent looking brunette to my left I come to figure out.
We start talking, and I quickly find out she is a beer drinker. I am pretty chatty, and she fires it right back at me which is great. Since she is seated I can’t really tell what her bod type is, but I could tell she wasn’t a “BBW” and seemed to be pretty fit. Fast forward to halftime, which seemed like 15 minutes, and she’s 2 beers in, and I had switched to water after my 3rd drink. Read more »

That Happened

My hands guided the brown leather belt over her head to her neck
“David?”
Slowly I tighten it around her throat as I position behind her.
“Are you ok?”
The voice cuts through the haze of the day dream as I look into the eyes of the woman from next door. Often times I fantasized about her, I knew little about her apart from her tanning habits and what she drove. She stood in my kitchen, denim shorts moderately high on those pretty legs and a green tank top that left little to the imagination save the color of the nipples that always seemed to be hard. Was she always cold? Horny? I didn’t know. She smiled and turned back to the back door, opening it and letting her dog in. Had she said something? Jesus I needed to focus.
“Thanks for grabbing her, I don’t know how she keeps getting out” she said while crouching and petting her dogs ears.
“Sure” I respond, the view from the top down caused all new images to emerge. I offer my hand to help her back up and she accepts. Such a small hand. Soft. All of her looks soft. Pay attention!!
“Well thanks again!” Her voice cut through my mental wandering.
“No problem.” I watch her walk her dog out, her hand on his collar.
The water runs down my body, another night alone. Maybe I should get a dog? Maybe she would bring her dog over on purpose! That woman, just the thought of her caused my cock to twitch. How many times had I stroked while watching her put her suntan lotion on. How many times had I imagined her coming over for something beyond neighborly. I knew she was married. Knew she had kids. But the things I wanted to do to that woman went beyond standard lust. A knock on the door brings me out of my daze. I put my robe on over my boxer briefs and hold it closed as I open the door a bit, exposing only my face.
“Yes? Is everything ok?” Wearing the same thing she was wearing before she stood on my front step.
“Hi! I left my leash over here, mind if I come in and grab it?”
“Sure” sheepishly stepping aside to open the door. Holding my robe closed, she enters. She’s so close. She smells so good. I wonder idly if all of her smells good. I watch as she disappears into my kitchen. I don’t follow, she knows where she left the leash. Besides, the longer I’m around her the more likely I am to erect a tent. Underwear and bathrobes aren’t great for concealing those. How long has she been in there?
I move into the kitchen and step around the fridge and there she was, legs dangling off the edge of the counter where she sat. Her face was turned to the window and upon hearing me enter she turned ever so slightly. Her hair in a pony tail made it that much easier to admire the movement. To note where her neck met that exquisite shoulder. Finding her eyes again I see something I haven’t before.
“I know, you know.” She locks eyes with me, did she just bite the corner of her lip? I feel the first surge of blood pulse through my dick. My god not now!!
“Know what?” I ask, closing my robe. She looks to me and leans on one arm, the movement causes the strap of her tank top to fall. Looking down to her bosom and moving a hand over her breast slowly.
“That you watch me, David” and as my name passed her sweet lips she looks me in the eye again and reaches into her top. She massages the flesh of her breast and my cock, growing more and more rigid, strains against my underwear.
“Um.. I” I stammer and still locking eyes with me she moves both hands over her breasts and pulls the material down. My jaw goes slack as she leans back and tugs on the nipples. Precum? Have I no control?
“Can I see it, Sir?” her voice reaches into my being and before I know it I’ve opened my robe, my hard cock is throbbing, my hands on the waist band, I pull the offending material down just enough that my rigid member springs free.
“Is that all because of little ol me?” She shimmy’s a bit and bites her lip again. “Looks like it’s ready for some attention.” She slides her hand along her thigh and starts rubbing her crotch. I slowly wrap my hand around my cock and start stroking it. My thumb passing over the head, gathering the precum, coating my shaft, my hand glides up and down. Her hand unbuttons her shorts and unzips. She slides her hand in and she gasps a bit as she joins me. My eyes drift between hers, her face, her exposed tits, her working hand. I’m stroking faster, harder, twisting my hand at times. Her head is back again, her hips are rolling, soon it’s too much and my cock swells, I growl low as I shoot stream after stream of cum towards her, a shot lands low on her leg and I watch in my daze as her body locks and she lets out a low, throaty moan.
Wasting no time she slips off the counter top, steps towards me and moves her cum covered fingers to my mouth. I suck on them, she bites her lip again and all at once leaves. No words. No explanation. But she left my cum on her leg…yeah, that happened.