I was laying around just having put my daughter to sleep. Cleaning up the days activities while simultaneously trying to be lazy. I was keeping my mind busy while I waited for her call. She was a little flakey at times but usually always followed through. Not to mention we had been dating for 5 months prior. She was out with her friends for the night, being one of the rare weekends she didn’t have her child as well. I can’t get me mind off her, thinking of how much I adored her body. She was short and petite, skinny with the body of a dancer. A nice round ass that was unfortunately off-limits to my tongue let alone my cock. She loved pilates and dancing and it showed. She had beautiful blond to rose gold hair perfect to run my hands through. Her tits were about a C, very perky and nipples that fit perfectly in my mouth. Needless to say I was getting worked up thinking about her.
I jack off in churches [M]
For reference I’m an atheist who hasn’t told his family. In my church I work the projector behind a wall and no one can see me. When I jack off you put a soft blanket on my cock and fuck myself and at the church they have blankets that are perfect for it. So one day during worship I realized it was real loud and I had a boner so I unzipped my pants and started jacking off while I worked the projector. I eventually busted and now I do it all the time. It gives me a rush.
[M]aster’s Workshop
This morning I am to meet master in his work shop. Said he has a surprise for me. This could get scary, god only knows what he has made or rigged up.
So with uncertain anticipation, I enter the shop. He is standing by one of the work bench’s finishing his cigarette. As I stop to gaze at his naked body, he tells me to lock the door, turns and strolls in to the office. Of course I follow.
He hands me a robe (it is cool in there this morning) and tells me to strip. As I take off my cloths, exposing breasts, with hard nipples from the cool air and of course a silky, smooth, hairless pussy, he sits in the arm chair beside the end of the desk. I slip on the robe, with out closing it so he can continue to gaze at all that he possess. I kneel facing him, between his spread legs. Staring at me is a marvelous cock, big but not firm. I love taking that soft cock into my mouth and feel it come to life under the control of my lips, throat and tongue.
Time Traveling Temptations PT1 (MF) (Time Travel) (Squirting) (Creampie) (Facesitting)
(Short story written for my wife’s fantasies. Part 1 of a series. Comments and feed back are more than welcome. Otherwise hope you enjoy it as much as she did reading it and I did writing it.)
**Time Traveling Temptations PT1**
Diana wiped her forehead with the back of her hand as she took a step back from her lab table. She sank backwards into her battered but worn comfy chair and exhaled long and hard. Her fingers shook and her pulse raced. This was it. It was done. Finally.
Kicking backwards and spinning her swivel chair as she let out a celebratory cheer. The joyful celebration echoed around her large lab, empty save for the piles of machinery, cabling and power sources. She took it all in as she spun and spun before slamming her feet down and scooting back to her main table with glee. Her fingers gripped the edge of the table as her face was drawn close to an elegant hand and wrist device. The sleek white surface glowed with internal power, emitting a soft white light. She slipped it onto her hand delicately and fastened the wrist straps.
Long fictional story about a woman I previously had a crush on. Written in my teenage years so don’t hate ??
The evening was picturesque, the sky beautiful and the water warm and relaxing as they both lay under the waterfall; shaking, post orgasm and deeply satisfied.
It could have almost been a movie.
The water flowed around them relaxing their sore, sensitive muscles. He pulled her supple, perfectly formed body into his arms, enjoying the touch of her soft breasts against her body and the warmth of her centre against his still semi hard cock.
He smiled thinking of taking her again, as she kissed him gently, feeling her soft lips on his. He thought “there’s plenty of time for that later” and kissed her back, biting her lip gently, letting her know his thoughts.
As he bit her lip, she smiled mischievously thinking how this scene of calm and tranquillity was shattered recently, his warm cum inside her enhancing the memories of the intense afternoon they had just shared. They both reminisced on the afternoons events…
Earlier that afternoon…
He stood, mesmerised as he watched her under the waterfall, the flow cascading over her curves, her grace superior to nature’s rarest of sights.
[Mf] she could only cum when she couldn’t really breathe..
I met this friendly girl on reddit a while back under an alternate name. She was petite, cute, and somewhat average looking. Nothing that would immediately make you think she was any kind of kinky. Which from experience tells me she’s going to be pretty dam kinky.
After chatting for a while we set up a meet. I went to her apartment one day after work. We had gotten all the conversations out of the way on kik so when I got there it was straight to business.
I had her against her front door, arms pinned above her head while I kissed her. She told me she had a small thing for men who take control. I pressed myself between her legs so she could feel what she had done to me already.
As she moaned out loud she broke away and pulled me to her bedroom. Apparently we were going to do a little back and forth with the power dynamic. Fine with me.
The Camgirl Part XV: Return of Shame [Plot/fluff]
**XV: Blake**
Blake let out a heavy sigh, nodding her head against the wooden door as she reached inside her hidden dress pocket for her key. She felt gross.
The night before…at the time it had seemed incredible. She and the brunette had fucked late into the night. That vibrating strapon had made Blake scream. When it had become too much, she’d eaten the taller girl’s pussy and ass for a while before the girl produced a double-sided dildo for them to fuck each other with.
Blake’s pussy throbbed at the memory of that, and not entirely in the good way. The brunette had kept her promise. Blake had walked all the way back—thankfully not too far—from her place on shaky legs. Her legs at least had a good soreness to them like they did after a workout. The rest of her, however…the rest of her needed a shower, possibly a bath, and a good 24 hours of uninterrupted sleep. She knew that much, despite how clouded her mind was.
A click sounded from one of the doors down the hall, and Blake’s eyes shot open as she pushed the door open and slid through the opening, closing it shut behind her and leaning her head back against it as she took a few deep breaths.
Beth’s pleasure
I was in my study when I heard Beth turn off the shower and within seconds I could hear her reach for the door to come out. She had no idea that I’m in the room and in the mirror, I can see her wrapped in the towel. While she bent over to search for something on her dresser, I stepped behind her, lifted her towel, to have her cute little ass ready for me.
I slowly go down on my knees and start to trail kisses. All the way from the ankle, to her calves, to her thighs and ending them just a little above her butt. I circle around her pussy, blowing in my warm moist breath and I sense her body warming up and Beth getting hornier. I start to kiss her thigh, second by second, biting it, giving hickeys before I grab hold of her butt. I start to kiss her ass cheeks, kissing them, biting them before I give a small kiss to her pussy.
I get up, we’re face to face and we can’t stop kissing each other. Our hands moving all over each other’s bodies. I put my tongue in her mouth and she starts to suck on it and then she put her tongue in my mouth and I reciprocate. I lift her up and sit her down on the dresser. I slowly unwrap the towel from her body while I trail kisses down from her neck all the way to her stomach.
[FF] Alcohol and weddings make me horny…
Last weekend I got stuck going to a coworkers wedding. My boyfriend had a golf outing, so I rode solo. I had little desire to be there, for multiple reasons. But I sucked it up, and went for the open bar.
Fast forward to what you came here for. I got stuck at a table with my boring coworkers at the reception, which made me drink. By the time we got done with dinner at the reception, I was tipsy. By 10pm, I was dancing and drunk lol. Yes, alone and dancing, drunk.
My coworkers now wife had a huge family, and one of the bridesmaids began to talk, laugh, and dance with me. She became my drinking partner for the rest of the evening. As the reception thinned out by midnight, the fun songs started playing and my dancing got more sloppy and provocative. At one point I noticed that Emily (my new dancing partner) had slipped her hand under my dress. At first she just touched my ass, which I let happen, but then she got gutsy and frazzled over my top of my thong. A little taken back, I turned to call her out and she just smiled. Drunk me shrugged it off, and continued to dance.
Fucking The Freshman [FM]
The beginning of the school year in college was always an interesting experience. Over the summer, my sexual prospects were few and far between, with suitable men rare, and safe places to fuck where my parents wouldn’t notice even harder to come by. Coming back to campus was like stumbling across a buffet after living on crumbs for months on end.
My junior year started in much this same way. I got my stuff moved in, said hi to my friends, and we immediately set about finding out how to get our fill as quickly as possible. Some of my friends liked to pair off with a tried and true fuckbuddy, but a few of us, myself included, liked to find something new to start the new year. Especially with the untarnished freshman class already moved in and feeling like they owned the place, there was a wealth of prospects. I loved getting to a freshman or two before my reputation, of which I was justly proud, got around.