Maybe Hubby Should’ve Used His Mouth For Something Else

“You ready to cry on Sunday? ‘Cause Rodgers gonna fuck that ass as hard as I’m going to right now.” Henry said as he pressed hips tight into Maebe’s ass when she bent over to place the pot in the middle of the dining table.

Henry couldn’t resist himself seeing Maebe’s short flowing dress inch up. His eyes traced her legs covered in fishnet stockings all the way up to the barest hints of her plump cheeks, traces of black lace peeking between them. His mind raced back to the text she had sent him when he was at work that morning. [She was laid up on the kitchen counter, completely nude but for those black lace undies he loved so much. Her back was arched, chest pushing out firm round breasts. ](https://www.reddit.com/r/milf/comments/d7fz8v/can_you_guess_whats_for_dinner/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

Maebe had a vastly different idea of what was going to happen now. Yes she had felt the craving that morning that lasted until just this moment. Yes she still needed that craving to be satisfied, but Henry’s shit talking was too much already. All week, it had been non-stop and this was it, she had had enough.

An Evil Game of Oral Servitude

He was pathetic. His clothes still on, laying there, my creamy wet pussy covering his mouth. I basked in the moment. I came. I dominated and used him for my pleasure. He was my own personal toy. But I wasn’t done. He had no fucking clue that I knew about his little homewrecking whore. He probably thought this was some fun little sex game. One of my kinky, naughty fetishes that I liked to play out. Fuck that. I wiggled myself off his face, down to his chest. I sat on his chest. He was still wearing a tee shirt with one of his dumbass sports team logos on it. I hadn’t let him take off any of his clothes. Only me. And only so I could get pleasure from his mouth. I stared him in the eyes. “Do you like the way I taste?” I asked. He smiled, but no answer. His lips were glistening with the sweet nectar that had escaped me. I leaned down. He tried to meet me halfway, but I forced his head back onto the bed. “Don’t fucking kiss me,” I said.

What happened next? An evil game of oral pleasure. [See for yourself](https://sexualcompass.com/2019/11/01/an-evil-game-of-oral-pleasure/)

How Ruby blew my mind in the passenger seat [MF]

(Please excuse any weirdly sounding sentences, English is not my first language)

Ruby had just moved to town from a more rural area of a neighboring country. She was eager to meet someone and give her new life a kickstart. We matched on Tinder and she made it perfectly clear that she was actually looking for something more serious. I on the other hand wasn’t. She was still fine with texting and we hit it off from the start. She was super fun to talk to and we found ourselves texting every free minute.

I was open to anything really, but I felt like this would not be a serious relationship ever. Our talks started to get quite kinky at some point, and her stand on the seriousness of this relationship open up a little. It became more and more clear that this was going to be a good friendship, that eventually could lead into us having a lot of fun together.

[MF] My boyfriend goes down on me while I’m on the phone

A few weeks ago, on a Sunday morning, I was sitting on the couch with my boyfriend when my mom called. She quickly launched into a story about her work – she works at an elementary school, and often has stories about student or teacher shenanigans.

A minute into the conversation, I saw my boyfriend get a gleam in his eye. He leaned forward and pulled down the strap of my tank top, revealing my bare breast. Meeting my eyes, he lowered his warm, wet mouth to my nipple and began sucking it gently. In an instant, my nipple got hard.

His torture didn’t stop there. While I listened to my mom continue with her story, he rose from the couch and then knelt between my legs. He pressed his face into my cunt and smelled me through my underwear. My boyfriend loves my scent, and it turns us both on so much when he does this. My arousal grew even more when he began nudging his nose against my clit and licking at it through my panties.

“And then I said I was going to call security, and she said if I did, then she’d just call the police,” Mom went on.

The trist of Crystal Mallory and Jeremy Cartwright [minor dom] [sensual][m/f oral][budding romance]

The first of a series of fictional stories based on interactions with various redditors.

Crystal Mallory was sitting in her office on the 3rd floor. The room was decwntly big enough to have her more than adequate desk, 2 chairs for visitors, a dated but attractive love seat, and a pair of well stocked book shelves filled with files, portfolios, and a collection of her favorite books. On the wall next to her open door hung her black blazer and a bright red sun hat. It was almost 2pm on this sunny Thursday, and she was looking forward to an evening out with friends and colleagues at an upscale bar in downtown Phoenix to celebrate one of her coworkers recent engagements. She sat in her chair wishing the day would hurry along in a sleak red jumper with gold accents aligned in rows running down the front of it. Her pattent black pumps shimmered in the afternoon sun as one of them dangled from the toes of her crossed legs. She wasnt normally one for social outings, and preferred to instead spend her nights at the local boxing gym to release stress and expend the exess energy of the day. She was by no means a pro, but would happily go a few rounds with the other members of the gym. She had even fought in a few late night, questionably legal, matches. The ods were always against her, but she was there for the thrill, not the titles.

Locktober – Trick or Treat [mf] [chastity] [femdom]

Originally posted at https://samanthasummersinstitute.org/community/chastity/erotic-story-locktober/

Locktober – Trick or Treat
Erotic fiction based on a true story
By AsianHotwifesCuck

Halloween night finally arrived after a long month of no orgasms for me. You and I had decided to participate in Locktober, a full month of enforced chastity. This year would be our first Locktober in our many years of marriage. Before this month, I had been wearing a chastity cage off and on for over a year. I stopped all masturbation for the past 3 months and remained chaste for you during that time. The longest that I had locked myself for was about one week. You tolerated that week but finally made me take the cage off when you needed my cock too much. Yet, somehow, I was never able to get you to accept my key. Maybe it was because you liked cock too much to keep it locked away from you.

FACEFUCK DREAM TURNS INTO REALITY [mf] [facefuck] [oral] [mast] [squirt] [facial]

I woke up in a sweat with a massive erection. I had a pretty decent sized cock. Not too big. Not too small. Bigger than average, but not SO big that I couldn’t be deep throated. Problem was, ever since my break up, I couldn’t find a woman capable of deep throating me. One woman got half way down, looked up at me with watering eyes and shook her head. That was as deep as she could go.

I’m not complaining. A blowjob is a blowjob. But there’s something about watching the entire length of your cock disappear down a woman’s throat that feels absolutely mind blowing.

And so, when I woke up from my dream, I reached for my phone and texted my ex girlfriend.

“I just had a sex dream with you,” I wrote.

“Do tell,” she responded.

We had a good relationship post break up. We just wanted different things and were able to part on good terms. We got dinner every few weeks. We often joked about fooling around, but decided it wouldn’t be a good idea. But after this dream …

[M] watching my wife with her coworker [F]

My wife and i are always open for eachothers fantasy. Ellen said a few times she whould like to try how it is to make love with another woman. We talked about it and i thought it would be great for her to follow that through. A co worker of Ellen is bi sexual and talked to Ellen about it since they get along well together. We decided to invite her over and discuss Ellen’s fantasy.

So the next weekend her co worker came for a cup of coffee. We talked a long time with her and we all agreed next weekend would be perfect so we closed the deal with a nice glass of wine.
Now Ellen and i play some Dom/sub games sometimes. No whips or pain but just teasing and controll. What i did not know is that Ellen and Clair talked more about it during the week at work.

So saturday came and Ellen and me got ready before Clair came over. We where both excited when the doorbell rang. Clair came in dressed in a stunning short dress. She is quite slim and tall and on her heels she was taller than me. I took her coat and Ellen poured some glasses of wine to lighten up the mood a bit. Both ladies where flirting from the moment Clair came in. I looked amused and was getting excited seeing them kiss the first time.

Family Ties pt2 [Mf][Incest][DDlg][Bro/sis][no age]

Thankfully Joe was gone again by the time Frank got home, and with a good couple of hours before mum got home, Sara freshened up, and is waiting for him beside the front door as he walks in. “Hello, babygirl”; Frank was shocked, but it doesn’t last long as she presses herself against him and begins undressing him too.

“Hi, Daddy” she chirps; by the time she drops his trousers his cock is rock hard, and she bites her lip as she pulls it out. She kneels down, looking up at him sweetly as she opens her mouth and starts to kiss and lick. “How was your day, Daddy?”. Sara can’t help herself; asking the perfect daughterly question of her father, while playing the perfect little slut for him; she’s soaked and aching already.

“Mmmmmm” Frank groans, “Fuuuuck. My day has been good, babygirl. Thank you. You started things off so well! How about yours?” He is almost reluctant to ask, since answering will mean she has to stop.

Upstairs – A MILF Fantasy – Part II – “Serious Fucking” (Transformed in one night into an anal and piss slut)

By J.K. Jones

Emily’s hand in mine was smooth, slim and warm, and pulsing with life as she almost dragged me up the stairs to the second floor of her house. Her sexy ass was bouncing right in front of me, her legs long, smooth, naked. I could smell the heady aroma of a turned on woman, with a tinge of alcohol. Her hair was long, thick, and showed signs of recent brushing, less wild than ten minutes ago when she had come rolling in drunk and disheveled from a night of drinking with girlfriends and fending off creeps.

Emily turned her face as we arrived at her bedroom door, and her beautiful large brown hazel eyes flashed with lust and urgency. Pragmatically, I noticed that during the five minutes she had been upstairs, she had touched up her make up. So the act of letting her robe slide to the door to show me her fine, naked, aerobics-built ass and legs, and asking me if I wanted to go upstairs with her, as spontaneous as it had seemed, was probably something of a planned seduction. However, it had worked with acute efficiency.