I finally got the text that I had been waiting for all week. I’m ready 4 u daddy. She calls me daddy. I wonder if she calls him daddy…. Not that I care, I’m the one about to be inside her in a few minutes, as I race across town to her house. We’ve been doing this for far too long and I know it’s wrong but that’s what gets me so hard. I was already sporting a raging erection when I parked my car on the side road behind her house. I could feel the stickyness of precum in my boxers as I slipped in the backdoor that she always left unlocked for me. All the lights were off, as usual. I didn’t need the lights though, as I knew her house like my own. The smell of the perfume she knows drives me crazy filled my nose as I crept down the hallway towards the light that spilled into the hallway from her cracked bedroom door. I didn’t think I could get any harder, my pants throbbed as I inhaled her scent.
Macy missed her husband
It had been 2 weeks. 2 weeks since Macy and her husband had had sex. She was starving, as they usually did the dirty at least a couple times a week. Jack had been out of town on a business trip and even though she was able to satisfy herself after she recieved a picture message of Jack’s fully erect member squeezed in his own hand, Macy was aching for his touch. They had sent a few dirty pictures back and forth while he was gone; Macy had even bought a new piece of lingerie for one of the photos. The type of lingerie with plenty of lace and straps, the kind with the stocking clips. Macy hadn’t ever even thought to buy anything that revealing but after she slipped into it and felt the way the straps hugged her curves, she had never felt sexier. She felt so sexy she sent Jack a picture of her new outfit, little did he know she was wearing it under her dress as they drove to the restaurant they had decided to eat at near the airport when she picked him up.
[MF] I fucked my ex-girlfriend’s best friend.
Kelly is my ex-girlfriend’s best friend since high school. Though in the last few months they haven’t really spoken because according to Kelly they just have very different lives now.
I reconnected with Kelly at a mutual friend’s son’s first birthday party. I haven’t seen her in about a year and it was nice to catch up. Her and I hit if off and didn’t even realized we were talking and hanging out for about 90% of the time we were at the party.
The party ended at about 6:30 and Kelly invited me to her house for dinner and continue our conversation. I forgot to mention that she has an almost 3-year-old son and him and I got along very well since I am a big kid myself. I think this endeared me even more to Kelly.
We had dinner and afterwards, Kelly excused herself to give her son a bath and get him ready for bed. I volunteered to clean up after dinner.
20 minutes later her son came over to me and said good night, giving me a big hug. He asked if I was sleeping at their house and Kelly and I gave an awkward laugh. I told him I don’t think so and he pouted. Kelly put him to bed.
Serial Fucker [Asian chick] [Narrative] [Crime]
Sweat trickled off my pec and fell into a pool of sweat, forming around her relaxed abs — we’d been at it so long all her muscles were spaghetti. I had her body up, me kneeling with a knee on either side with my ass bulging and firm as steel, her own ass blopping temptingly under my weight with each thrust *flop flop flopping* with a hard thud. Her legs were up over my shoulders, my arms pinning hers down, my dic in her vagina: missionary style. She moaned with a crackled voice, broken from screaming, and the thin white lines that were her beautiful Asian eyes, going back, were fluttering at the peak of her orgasm, her spot a water balloon that’s so filled it feels like a rock, even as her breasts were now so firm and impeccable, about to burst. My thick tool whanged inside with each thrust, aching hard with blood, and she finally burst — thrusting up her breasts as a CPR shock and moaning like a shot fawn as her voice and life drained out.
One Night in Idaho [MF] [Cheating]
This happened awhile ago but I was inspired by another Redditor to share my story.
I had this friend that we will call Red. I met her in college and we became fast friends. My wife hated her instantly because she had huge tits. They were 34 J’s as I recall and honestly its the reason I sat next to her in class. We flirted a lot but never really did anything about it. Sometimes we would send each other sexy pics but that was as far as we got. She moved to Idaho a few years later but we still kept in touch with texting. One time I was telling her we could really use a vacation and she invited us to stay with her and her boyfriend if we are ever in Idaho. After talking my wife into it we headed down there.
The Making of a Cumslut (pt. 7) [Cuddling] [Fingering] [Pussy Licking] [Food]
I’m still laying on my back with my head pointing towards my boss. He is towering above me, standing at the edge of the bed. He leans over to play with my boobs a bit and then says, “Baby-girl, that was amazing! You did so well, I’m going to give you a reward.” I grin as his powerful arms rotate me so my legs are facing him and I’m still on my back.
My muscles feel like powerless jelly and he spreads my legs apart and lays his chest on the bed. His mouth is just a few inches away from my super sensitive pussy. As his fingers slowly run up my inner thighs I squirm slightly and moan. He breathes out as he grins at my reaction, even the slightest stimulation from his warm breath makes my pussy lips tingle.
He leans in and very softly kisses my tight opening, making me moan loudly. “Wait Daddy! Wait, I’m too sensitive.” I say, breathing erratically. “If this is my reward, can you just hold me for a bit while I recover?” I continue. His fingers dance along my shaking thighs before he gets up and lays down next to me. He scoops my body up, turning me away from him as he spoons me.
I [F] fucked the husband [M] of the woman who charges me the rent of the apartment as revenge
Well it turns out that I moved. The truth is that the woman who collects the rent simply behaved like an idiot with me always. She was going randomly to “check” regardless of whether I was with my friends or my boyfriend, she always pouted at me and rudely asked me for money as if she were doing me a favor.
I went to check prices of the building that was literally 2 blocks and the price was the same, so I gave the advance and planned the move. I paid the last month in my last apartment and planned my revenge.
The last Thursday the doorbell rang I went quietly to look and it was her husband. I knew that sometimes he came, he was much nicer, and it was exactly what I expected. Well, I had to run to my room, undress completely and put on a very thin and very short black satin robe. I took a bottle of tequila that was in half, drank a little and went to open. I opened it and pretended to be drunk, very drunk. He enter and told me that he was just going to verify that the electrical installation was in order to be able to finish the contract well. I dragged the words and behaved somewhat awkwardly, he noticed that I was “drunk” and said something like “have you been drinking a lot, right? Are you okay?”
The Pill 3[cheating][sci fi][FM]
I couldn’t get her out of my head. The way she seduced me, used me, made me forget all about my girlfriend. I had loved and been faithful to Katy for years, never once thinking of straying. How, in one night, did Holly get so deep into my head that I would do such a thing? I had never been a cheater, not once in any relationship had I ever been unfaithful. I had plenty of chances over the years, but I had never been so enthralled by a woman in my life. Holly was beautiful, sultry, and most importantly, confident. She knew what she wanted and she didn’t hesitate to go after it, it was sexy. Unfortunately, what she wanted, was me.
I spent that entire night lying in bed next to Katy, beating myself up for my actions just hours before. My weakness took over and allowed it to happen, but, during the act, there was something different. Her body wasn’t like Katy’s, or for that matter, like any other woman I had ever been with. Her pussy wasn’t just tight, it seemed to have a mind of it’s own. She somehow managed to squeeze me in inhuman ways, knowing exactly when to compress and contract her muscles around my manhood. How could that be? It was as if she somehow had control over everything inside her. Her wetness, her tightness, it was like a fantasy. No woman had ever felt that good to penetrate, and she seemed to massage my shaft with her moist hole in just the right way to make me weak.
Get Down With The Thiccness Part 6 [Anal] [Interracial] [Flirting]
“So if I apply I’ll get to work with you? That’s worth the job by itself.” The handsome muscular man smiled and outstretched his arm towards Olivia. She timidly passed over the application form pinned to a clip board.
“I-I don’t know what you mean by that but just fill it out and I’ll look it over later…” She looked around next to her, seeing George and Justin conversing with each other, she took some pride that her staff where getting along well. She looked over to the man she was talking to. It seemed that he was much more interested in checking out Olivia’s inviting cleavage. She lightly pulled her top up to try and hide it but eventually the neck line of the shirt snapped back to her bust, straining under the pressure. She knew that such an old shirt was going to be too tight for her, if only she wasn’t so busty.
Used by ex-fwb [mmf]
I woke up to a text. My old friend wanted to meet up. I knew what that meant. Our relationship had always been sexual. In college she would come over, blow me and then leave. Since that we always met up, had a drink, then left and fucked.
A lot of the times it was in the bushes walking home from the bar. Or on my balcony overlooking the city.
Anyways, back to the story. Her text. She said she was in town and wanted to meet up.
I get to the bar a little early. Dressed a little nicer than usual and already a drink or two deep. I see her walk through the door and am surprised when I see her new boyfriend.
Things are going great and after a while she suggests we all go back to her place and have a few shots before going back out.
We’re there, taking shots when she says she has a proposition. I can fuck her, but only on two conditions – which she won’t tell me till I agree. I look at her boyfriend. He’s nodding, giving me the go ahead.