The virgin, part 1 [FM]

First of all, thank you for the feedback on my first gwstory (A great time with the exchange student). Encouraged by you all, I decided to share another juicy one so soon. This one is also from a few years back, when I was 21. I had fun with an 18-year-old virgin [M]. I’ll dub him Wyatt.

Wyatt and I met through Tinder. Though I never thought I’d be attracted to a younger guy (my track record was and still is older guys), we hit it off really well. We texted back and forth for a couple of weeks, sent each other silly selfies and stupid memes, as well as quite suggestive texts. Finally, we decided to meet up for ice cream.

As a recap; I’m 5″5′, fairly fit, small perky boobs and big round ass. My eyes are green and I have a few piercings and stretched earlobes. At the time, my hair was cut short, I dyed it red, and I always had a messy look to it.

Parasites In Tahiti

The werm has her lay down on his beach chair while he gets his associates and the two breeders he made. The chair was in fact made of werms, and tentacles creeped under the hooded figure’s cloak and dissolved, exposing her unusual body to everybody on the beach. Many fine tendrils stroke her rising cock up and down her shaft gently, applying enough pressure to agitate her but not give release. Blood rushed to her face from arousal and embarrassment as the chair violated her in broad daylight. More tentacles squeezed her calves against her thighs, as the splayed her open, exposing her moistened slit and anus. Her arms were pulled above her head, firm breasts, and her face. She moaned involuntarily before a thick knobbed tentacle forced its way into her mouth, pumping sweet nectar into her stomach as it thrust rhythmically down her throat, swelling her belly. Many fine tendrils wrapped tightly around her breasts, pulling them out before relaxing and starting the cycle anew, milking her breasts. A large knot of hormones made its way past her jaws before expoding into her stomach, and immediately her chest began to burgeon, digging deep into the tentacles restraining her. Milk welled up and spurted as her breasts continued to grow and be mauled. 3 cup like tentacles latched themselves to her groin and slurped and sucked ravenously, bruising her pussy lips, swelling her cock, and turning her asshole into a puffy wet mess. The tentacles all calmed down and receded save for the one steadily pumping in and out of her throat, leaving her a twitching soppy mess. Her breasts were obscenely huge sacks lolling off of her body, nearly touching the sand as they hanged. Her cock was purple and swollen, leaking precum and twitching, slapping her stomach. Her asshole and pussy were a deep purple and winked hungrily, drooling out slime as she buckled in the chair, desperate to be released from her orgasmic purgatory.

My Sleeping Boss [FM][Curvy Slut][Sleeping Sex][Sleeping with my Boss][Sleeping Handjob][Cowgirl Orgasm][Erotica]

(Psss… I’d looove constructive feedback! I’m still trying to improve (: )

I laid there in a state. His state. Well, it’s his fault I was in this state…Whatever. I was mad at him. Really, I was mad at myself. I could smell the gallon of rum he’d consumed over the night’s train of bars we attended from the other side of the hotel room where I laid. The chasm of space between our double beds seemed farther with every glance at him. Derrick slept exactly in the position I left him. His shins dangled from the bottom of the bed so the soles of his shoes could barely brush the gray off white carpet. Derrick’s black button-down shirt was a wrinkled mess and was untucked from his jeans. I knew Derrick would never sleep like this- especially in front of me. The straight and sturdy, wrinkle free, and articulate monster I knew as my boss had more luggage just to hold and organize his grooming products than I had total for the week’s stay in New York City.

[MFF] My First time [24F] with a couple

If there’s one thing I haven’t done enough in my life, it’s sex with a couple. Now understand this, I am completely heterosexual and into men, and women absolutely gross me out sexually, but I’ve always found the concept of having sex with a couple incredibly arousing. Having him fuck me in front of his wife, having his wife suck him to get him hard enough to fuck me, etc. And typically, the guy is so excited as he had been wanting this forever that he’s just so into it and so happy… You know, the way he looks at me, how terribly excited he is having two naked women in his bed. Just the setup, just thinking about it is enough to get me wet.

I’m married, and sometimes, secretely, I fantasize about my husband fucking another woman right in front of me. I think how happy he would be, how much he would enjoy it…… How hard he would come, oh I have to stop here.

A Cougar’s Awakening (mature/cougar-cub/cuckold erotica)

(Hey guys, it’s kind of long but if you have a second here’s The first part of one of my erotic tales! Enjoy loves!!! XoXo)

You know one of those moments when you’re doing something stupid, and you know it’s something stupid but that doesn’t stop you from being stupid and doing it? Well, that’s the kind of moment I’m having. My knees ache like a 45 year old woman’s knees, but I can’t complain.

Not that I think I could say anything to get this young man’s cock down.

I stroke his shaft pointing it down for my lips as I watch his pre cum ooze with every pump. The saliva coating my tongue while anticipating his dick down my throat.

I spread my pussy lips and coo while my middle finger presses between them feeling slick juices and warm tightness. Squeezing on his shaft as he flexes back into my palm. Like a flirtatious conversation of a hand job that makes this 19 year old boy weak in the knees. I lift his cock to his tummy still working it like a seasoned veteran of this handshake that I am, and extend my tongue. The tip of my tongue touching his left testicle as I lick down and around his ball. My pink lips tenderly cradling his nut before letting my tongue run the length of his cock all the way to the ridge of his penis.

My biggest fantasy is to be raped. I’m ashamed to say that because it’s not something a woman should admit.

My reluctance to say it out loud stems from a conversation I had once with a friend’s boyfriend in a pub. We were chatting about fantasises (you know the type, sex in public, Britney Spears in *that* school uniform) when he suddenly announced that it was every woman’s fantasy to be raped.

I thought it was the most misogynistic thing I’d ever heard because at that time, I saw rape as a woman being forced at knifepoint to have sex with a stranger in a dark alleyway somewhere. So why would any woman in her right mind want to endure that humiliation? No woman *wants* to be hurt and degraded like that.

But his words stayed with me and I was determined to prove him wrong in every relationship I had after that.

Every man I have been with knows that I’m no victim. I’m in control of all aspects of my life and I certainly don’t let anyone dictate to me what I should do: everything is done *my* way, especially sex.

$20 Blowjob

Mike picked up a cute blonde crackhead named Nora, walking down a suburban street, her skinny legs sticking out of cut off shorts, her thumb held out casually to hitchhike.

He knew she was a whore, and didn’t take long to get to the point. “How much for a cum in the mouth blowjob?” he asked, after she got into my car. “Twenty bucks?” she said. He handed her a crumpled twenty.

She pointed. “Pull over and turn into the park there. Mike quickly drove the car into the local dog walk, which at this hour was nothing but a deserted parking lot. “Seriously, you are going to do this for me here?” he asked.

Nora nodded, her tongue darting out. “Yes, I’m going to suck your cock too. I live for dick in my mouth.”

Mike looked down at the big console between them. Fucking Japanese engineers! “Back seat?” he asked. Nora laughed and nodded, and both quickly got out and then back in the car, in the back seat.

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25 Days of SEXmas December 3rd – The Christmas Cabin: Truth or Dare (FFF) (Seduction) (oral) (group)

My name is Elizabeth, and I want to tell you a Christmas story.

Stacey and I have been best friends since middle school. We graduated high school together and went to the same college. Obviously, we were roommates in college; it made things easier for our extracurricular activities. See. Stacey and I have always shared everything. In middle school, it was stuffed animals, in high school, it was clothes, now in college. We share lovers.

Neither of us are too picky on who it is, as long as they’re up for a good time, we are too! The Christmas cabin is a tradition we started once we both turned 18. My parents own a cabin, and every year, Stacey and I pick one person to take to the cabin with us and seduce. Last year we took Luc Pierre something. I don’t remember his last name, but I do remember Stacey and I taking turns letting him fuck us silly until none of us could move. That guy could go for hours! Maybe I’ll tell you about that story another time.

A Snowy Morning [Fm] [straight] [cheating] [interracial] [PAWG] [MILF] [holidays] [fiction]

**Author’s Note:** Season’s greetings to you all, especially to GarnetAndOpal :)

 

4 AM and it was snowing outside as Ida watched the white particles falling gracefully in the pre-dawn darkness through the window of her bedroom.

Turning back inside, she saw her husband Wal snoozing away on their bed. She was briefly reminded of how frustrated she had been last night when she slipped under the covers beside him and had tried persuading him to make love with the movements of her body against his, but all she had received in response was a sleepy grunt.

She wasn’t frustrated or angry at him anymore. She needed to walk, to let her mind wander for a bit, clear it of all the pent up thoughts and intentions that would never be. And so she kissed sleeping Wal on the cheek, went to the adjacent room where their eight-year-old son Colin was also still asleep and kissed him on the cheek as well. She then proceeded putting on warmer gear and stepped out of the house.

My girlfriend told me to date my old female coworker [FMF] part 1

I’ve had a completely platonic friendship with my old coworker Iris for years. We talked every other day with short updates on life. We’ve both gone our separate ways with jobs, but being at the same university it was often easy to cross paths. Iris is 5’0, Latina and has brown hair and somewhat a hippyish outlook on life. Iris is someone I trusted immensely and knew parts of my life not even my closest friends know. I never thought much would ever occur between us, but it was clearly obvious we had a chemistry. We understood each other, and that’s what makes our friendship work.

My girlfriend Kate and I have been together 4.5 years. She’s 21 and I am 22. She’s 5’8, white, and blonde. She’s Incredibly smart (way to smart for me) and incredibly beautiful. I am 6’1, hispanic, and black hair, above average looking. We have been together since junior year of high school and now are seniors in university.  We have had a great relationship and have never had any issues.