My wife and I are both 41 years old and we were high school sweethearts who got married shortly after we got out of high school. About ten years ago I started my own hardware business and last year I opened another store. Business is great and I hope to retire in 10 to 15 years. When Mary and I reached 38 we decided we were getting flabby and she joined to local YMCA who have a great program for working out and since my store is 20 miles away, I joined a spa which is in the same shopping center as my store. We are both serious about our conditioning and stay in good shape.
Almost every morning, I suck my boyfriend’s cock before leaving for work. [FM]
Almost every morning that we’re together, just before I leave for work, I like to deep throat his magnificent, veiny cock.
I love the way it tastes, the way it feels in my mouth. I love the feel of it going down my throat. I love worshiping the head with my tongue. I love the guttural moan that he emits when I stab the tip of my tongue into it’s slit. I love feeling like his whore, his cum dumpster, while in my work clothes. I love looking up into his eyes as I’m on my knees serving him and seeing the naked lust in them. And I love it when he releases his thick cum down my throat.
He doesn’t seem to mind either.
Morning fellatio is one of our bonding rituals.
Hotel sex [Caught]
Selena and her boyfriend Kyle went on a summer vacation to the Bahamas and stayed in a hotel. The clock was ticking and as their eyelids drooped down heavily, they decided it was time to go to bed. “Goodnight Kyle.” Selena said as she looked at him and smiled, snuggling closer towards him and they both closed their eyes, shutting down and drifting off to sleep. Suddenly, Selena woke up in the middle of the night to movement. Barely opening her eyes, she glanced at Kyle to see him grunting as he tensed his sweaty neck. Shifting in different positions, he grunted louder and more frequently and his muscles seemed to twitch and tense with beads of sweat forming all over his body glowing under the moonlight that filtered through the window curtains. A small pool of sweat began to form on his thin blue shirt. Seeing all of his large glistening muscles tense made her worry a little but before she could do anything, he woke up breathing heavily. “Nightmare?” Selena asked, running her hand down his arm. “Yeah, I dreamed of hot sex. Then I got murdered.” He said in a low breathy voice. She couldn’t help but laugh a little, although she tried to hold it in. “I know, it was weird.” Kyle chuckled. She bit her lip, starting to get in a horny mood. She felt small amounts of euphoria slowly starting to build up thinking about squatting down on his massive dick with her large moist butt bouncing up and down. She had a sense that that is what he wanted to happen also. He moved closer to me, gently running his hand down my body. That immediately put a blast of warm euphoria throughout my body and I knew things needed to get real hot quick. She took the hotel covers off, exposing his printed athletic shorts that slowly hiked up his strong and hairy legs from the position he was in. Selena slid her hands under his shorts and crept them up to under his boxers, gently massaging his semi-erect penis that got even harder quickly. “Does that feel good?” She asked, smiling and biting her lip. “It feels so good.” Kyle said, breathing harder and moaning slightly. “Well then you’re about to love this.” She giggled, preparing to get into position. Quickly, she took her jean shorts off exposing her massive but firm ass and then took off her thin red thong shortly after. Finally, she took off her shirt and her bra which made her juicy big tits sag just a little. Right as she was doing that Kyle took of his athletic shorts and boxers, exposing his large veiny dick that was very hard now and pointing straight up. He also took his shirt off, exposing his abs that weren’t extremely visible. Selena squatted down which made her moist crack thicken and turn pink. It also made her big and round cheeks spread out and get firm. With her moist ass facing Kyle, she bent over and squatted down lower until Kyle‘s dick went into her warm and wet vagina. “So hot.” Kyle said as he stared at her ass with beads of sweat forming all over her cheeks that turned red. She bounced up and down with her ass jiggling slightly and she began to moan. Very loud. The loudest she has ever moaned in a long time, echoing throughout the hotel. The bed squeaked loudly as her ass bounced up and down, and Kyle grunted as euphoria rushed throughout his body but being most concentrated on his large dick. Bouncing faster and harder, they were both sure they were going to orgasm soon. Then Kyle and Selena could hear people talking loudly in other rooms. All the bed squeaks and the moaning probably woke people up. They didn’t care though, it felt so amazing that it wouldn’t even matter if someone saw or complained. Right as she was about to explode in euphoria as her cheeks jiggled up and down and breathed heavily and moaning, a guy opened the hotel door (That wasn’t fully closed) to see Selena’s massive wet butt bouncing up and down. He was shocked but felt really good so he kept staring at the butt, dropped down to the ground, and started masturbating to seeing the hotness. Stroking harder he stared and continued to stare at the ass, and when it was just too hot and he felt so great, he orgasmed, with cum shooting on the hotel walls, running down the walls slowly. Kyle noticed but he did not care because the sex was so hot and good, and finally he orgasmed as cum came out in spurts shooting deep into Selena’s vagina. He let out a big moan and sigh, and Selena orgasmed soon after as her moist ass had convulsions and she screamed in euphoria, bending over and after sighing deeply. After that hot sex was over and they cleaned up a little, the guy who jerked off to it was long gone. They made sure the hotel door was completely closed this time and snuggled back in bed, thinking about how nice that sex felt.
Knight’s Vengeance III [MF] [Fantasy]
The ground was pretty cold. After all the excitement, Veronica Kalm was cooling off and now the whole situation was growing uncomfortable. Tied up by her former commander, in the torture chamber basement of a fortress she used to call home, the young woman was feeling a bit powerless. Power and lack of was not often a problem, and it was only a moment until Veronica rolled over the stone floor, naked as a bird, and threw herself into the legs of the wooden table that held their torture instruments.
Lucerne Jesta was no fool, and knew it wouldn’t be long until Veronica made herself free and would attempt to escape. It had only been a few minutes, after technically molesting Veronica, that the Knight had freed herself. A bone saw clattered on the stone and Veronica worked it into her hand. She wrought the rope to a fray. As soon as she was free, the Knight sprung to her feet and promptly passed out.
She was so good to me earlier, and now she’s asleep [FF]
Earlier in the day I took my nieces out for an afternoon with Aunt Me, the botanical garden, book store, ice cream… It was a fantastic summer day but they killed me. I needed some…adult time. Neither of my boys were home so I called Missy (my SOF) to spend the night.
She comes over and asks if everything is alright. All I told her is that I didn’t want to be alone tonight. I purposely did that just so she’d keep herself guessing as what is going on on her way here. She was much relieved when I told her I was depleted of all my sexy.
It was mid-evening, and we were on the couch where my head was cuddled up on her lap; her hand was on my rump. We were watching the start of Ellen’s Game Show when I look up at her and say “I am going to the bedroom to pull down the sheats, strip naked, lie down, and blindfold myself for you. Give me a little time, and be soft with me”
First successful swinger encounter as a bit single [M]ale [MF]
Forewarning there is descriptive male on male contact described in the story, so if that’s not your thing then maybe this read isn’t for you.
A little back history, I’ve been a swinger for over 5 years now… But as a couple with my partner. We recently separated and I decided I’m going to dip my toes in as a single male. I knew it was going to be an uphill battle simply because of the ratio of single men to willing couples, and the stigma that the rude and pushy men that put couples off to engaging with single men.
I went to a couple swinger bars, the first night I went to a swinger bar I wound up going home with a couple but things got really weird really fast and I got uncomfortable so I left. I returned to the swingrr bar couple more times and didn’t find any interest so I went on to using apps like tinder and 3fun. After days of swiping, chatting with couples to only be ghosted randomly once I asked when do you want to meet (I’m sure some of them will just pic collectors) I eventually came across the couple who just left this hotel room minutes ago.
the sex hotel [MF, non-consenual,forced sex,fiction,public] [part 1?]
***The sex hotel***
*It was her first day on the job.* Brooklyn applied for a job a couple weeks back and was happy to be on the job so soon. She got ready hours before her shift would start.
fresh out the shower she plopped on the bed naked. She had medium sized boobs in comparison to her height. She pulled her chocolate brown curls into a tight bun. Before curling her lashes, she put on her white lace panties that framed her ass quite nicely.
She hadn’t looked at the uniform, hell she didn’t even know which position she’d get. She just knew she got the job.
Soon it was time to put on the uniform. She took it out of the bag to reveal what looked like a skimpy lace bodysuit. “This must be the wrong thing”she mumbled to herself. She set it down and lifted her hands in an exhale. She threw on a T-shirt and leggings and decided to ask for the right clothes there.
She left her house locking the door behind her. She began her walk to the bus stop.
I made my girlfriend’s Dad blast his balls dry to my girlfriend’s hot pictures! [MF]
So, apparently, I’d learnt that my girlfriend’s Mum was essentially an adultering, disloyal MILF who was cheating on her Dad and having an extra-marital romantic affair with an extremely wealthy stud and I had clearly remembered my girlfriend claiming how her Dad, a man in his mid-40’s would never even look at another woman while he was married.
So I decided to test her Dad.
It’s absolutely important to bear in mind that my girlfriend looks like a completely different person with her make-up on and how and what she appears with make-up on doesn’t even remotely resemble her without it.
I could perhaps show you’ll if you’d like.
This is perhaps the reason why her Dad failed to recognise her by the lewds I’d sent him.
So, I decided to catfish her Dad online and befriended him using a fake profile and gradually I initiated “guy-talk” and brought up a sexual topic in which we ended up discussing women filthily.
During this discussion, I told him about a babe(his daughter) I’d been banging, and sent her lewd pictures to him, and unsurprisingly, he failed to recognise his daughter and we ended up proceeding to discuss how we’d both fuck her together.
Night In. [MF] [Rough]
The lingerie underneath my clothes served as a constant reminder to both myself and my pussy of what would, or s*hould* come tonight. I was becoming weary, though. As James and I walked home hand in hand, he stayed silent. Every attempt I made at making conversation was shot down. His gaze was stone cold and empty, and at this point I was starting to wonder if I had genuinely pissed him off, and that this wasn’t going to be a playful night.
It had been a while since we made love, something we both noticed but didn’t talk about. James had picked up a later shift at work, and I an earlier one. I was gone by the time he woke up in the morning and when he got home, I’d be asleep. Both of us were constantly tired, overworked. Today was the first day in two weeks we had each other to ourselves, and nothing had happened. I suppose it didn’t help that we had been out and about the majority of the day.
A hot, sticky summer night (mf) (fiction)
Max woke up sweating. He checked the time. Just after midnight. The weather function on his alarm clock said the temperature was in the low 80s. The air conditioning must be broken. “Why’d I choose to go to college in Georgia?” he thought.
He rolled out of bed and debated whether to put anything else on. He was just in boxer briefs. But of the other four people renting the house, only Emily was there. He didn’t know her and had only given her a cursory hello when he’d moved his stuff in the other day. She’d kept to herself otherwise. He didn’t blame her, the house was mostly other students who needed a place to stay for a semester before study abroad or early graduation. Nobody really knew each other. Max guessed he’d be fine walking around as he was.
Max made his way to the kitchen, passing the thermostat on the way. Sure enough, nothing was happening. Nothing to do about it now. He opened the fridge, pulled out the pitcher of water, and poured a big glass. It cooled him down a little but he was still covered in sweat. He opened the screen door to the small backyard deck, hoping to let a breeze in, anything.