Early Morning Claiming Princess [MF] [OC] [Request]

Early Morning Claiming of Princess

By John Sat

Dedicated to that wonderful inspiration who wanted to be the star of the story:

I woke up in that awkward time of early morning. It wasn’t late enough to actually wake up, but it wasn’t early enough for the sky to still be dark. Resolving myself to probably not getting to sleep in this Sunday, I rolled out of bed and headed to the bathroom.

When I returned to bed, my hands still a little wet from washing up, I saw you lying there, tangled in the sheets. Without me there to anchor my side of the bedding, you managed to wrap the sheets around your round body, revealing the most arousing tease of your porcelain skin. It’s become a joke between us that usually when I call you princess, you laugh and ask which one, wide-eyed and excited. My answer was always the same, Snow White. And staring at you lying there, your pale skin set off against the dark curls of your hair, it was reminded yet again why that was always my answer.

Afternoon [F]un at the [M]all

I lock the door to my car as I walk through the parking lot into the mall, eager to get out of the summer heat. My sandals flapping lazily as I stroll into the mall, matching my pace to the automatic doors. I take a look around as I march on towards my destination, surprised that the halls are more vacant than usual but then again it is still rather early.

I check my cell phone as I step onto the escalator, texting as the stairs beginning their slow climb. I never noticed you a couple of steps ahead of me in your skirt and tank top, carrying your purse in one arm, just two steps above me. I pocket my cell phone and you catch my attention with a gasp. You falter slightly, your free hand reaching out to steady yourself on the railing, as you let out a breathy gasp. I watch you curiously, wondering if you are in pain before I catch the faint, sweet, smell that causes my blood to rush. I look down, trying to imagine what is under your skirt as we near the top. The perfume of your wet pussy teasing my nose, making me wonder what you have hidden between your legs.

Fun in the park

So it was a hot summer day. Maybe not hot, but warm enough, to go out in shorts and summerdresses.
So I decided, to take my book to the park, for a nice reading with some fresh air.
While waking casually trough the park, I saw a pretty girl, sitting at a bench near the lake.
The summerdress had no chance, hiding her big cleavage and it was so short it barely covered her ass.
So i decided, why not walk over to her and try your best.
She sat with her back at me, scrolling through something on her phone.
I decided to sneak up to her and have a look, so I would have a topic to break the ice.

I was baffled, she watched at nude pictures on her phone wet nude bodies, breasts, asses and a few dicks.

Hi, isn`t the real thing better than just looking? It just came out of my mouth one of these times I didnt think before talking.
She turns around blushing red, now I can see that the right hand was between her legs.
Oh, hey little stalker, she bluffed at me.

Work Friends [MF][Rough][Public]

“So basically, they take the players with the best home run ratings of the season and have them hit a bunch of times to see how many they can get.”

Chris and I were sitting at a booth across from each other rolling silverware. He was trying to explain something called the “Home Run Derby” but I was only half listening. Friday night shifts always took it out of me, and I honestly didn’t care at all about baseball. I nodded and gave some neutral response so he would continue talking. I wasn’t paying attention, but it was a lot easier to get through these tedious closing duties with some background noise. Well, that and Chris was my only real friend at work, and I didn’t want him to think I was totally ignoring him.

“You don’t really watch sports, right?” he asked casually. I took the opportunity to look up from the growing mound of silverware in front of me and take a deep breath.

His secret sin

Inspired by u/beautifullybrkn here is my take on secret sin.

The only light in the bedroom was from the vintage 1990s digital alarm clock on his nightstand.
He glanced over at it. 3:24, exactly two minutes later than the last time he looked. He had been awake since 3:00 and was staring blankly at the ceiling, thoughts racing through his head,
wishing he could go back to sleep. He turned the other way and could make out her profile in the dark, laying on her side next to him. He knew what he needed, as it had been several days since his last release. But she couldn’t know. She couldn’t know how much or how often he needed the release.

Instinctively, he reached between his legs, feeling his soft cock twinge a bit under his palm. He could do this, and it would be just what he needed to relax his mind so he could sleep. Just the thought of having a release caused his cock to stiffen a bit as he pushed the covers to the side and wrapped his hand around the shaft. Slow strokes, that is what it would take.

[mf] how my lifelong friend asked me to fuck her senseless

I could make this introduction far longer but will stick to the basics to get to the good part :) (I’ll mark it for the readers that prefer to skip the intro)

I was 19 years old when I started teacher training. I met Allie there, and I can honestly say I have never met somebody more “my type” since. She’s a very short blonde, kind of athletic, deep blue eyes and… no need to hide it, her most impressive feature were here curvy DD boobs, and even though they were a bit huge for her size they suited her extremely well.
I had the luck of becoming best friends with her, we came up with all kind of shenanigans in class. We had great years and formed a good core group of friends around us, a friendship that lasts to this day.
I wouldn’t say there was ever any “real” sexual tension between us. I was really into her but never expected the same from her. The most we ever shared was a sloppy kiss on a high school party which we both looked back on as “being extremely drunk”.

Giving [m]y petite and sweet girl[f]riend an erotic message on Valentine’s Day!

By now I’ve had the joy of having Stella in my life for the last six month. Never did I think in the beginning that the two of us would be at this point. We quickly became friends at work who always had each other’s backs that blossomed into one of the most fulfilling satisfying and romantic relationship either of us had ever experienced.

I talk a lot about our sex life on here but that part is just the surface of our entire relationship to one another. Ever since the first day we met each other it was like old childhood friends reconnecting, we just clicked so well with each other. Our relationship isnt just built off of the times we laugh and smile but through the rougher times also. The two of us had some emotional baggage that was all spilt out in an intensely deep heart to heart conversation we had a month or so into our relationship. Since then we’ve both helped each other heal in many different ways that don’t even pertain to sex at all. I thought the concept of soul mates was a fairy tale until I met her.

Daddy’s Dirty Secret. [M,f][Str8][Incest]

The story continues! If the title isn’t obvious, if incest isn’t your jam I’d move along.

You find find the previous parts to this on my user page, if you’re interested.

He sat down on his bed and watched the bathroom door across the hall. Although neither bothered to lock them anymore, his daughter had shut it as she went for a shower. His mind wandered to her young, naked body. His cock quickly hardening as he remembered the feeling of her hot, wet mouth wrapped around his cock. Her tight ass in his hands, and the sounds of her moaning.

He was dragged out of his fantasies, and memories of her as she stepped out of the bathroom. His heart skipped a beat, and his cock twitched as he saw her. Her firm B cup breasts slightly bouncing in a soft pink bra as she moved. Her long toned thighs, the soft curves of her waist and hips. The matching panties tight against her plump ass.

She saw him starting and giggled as she blushed.

“Oh Dad! Don’t be a perve” She teased as she went to turn down the hallway.

Pain and Pleasure

The feel of her tongue on my clit was like heaven. She maneuvered her mouth around it like an artist with a brush, using the wetness of my own pussy to her advantage, making art with my canvas. As she inhaled through her nose, the air rushing across my skin gave me a sweet sensation that made my inner thighs tremble. I was cumming again. And again.

I grabbed two handfuls of her brown hair and pulled hard, enough for me to hope it hurt just a little bit. I knew Kim liked pain. Just like I did. A little bit of pain released the endorphins even more to make the pleasure feel even better. She was dirty. I loved dirty.

I took my right hand and clasped it around her neck, just slightly choking her. I guided her head up to my face and started sucking on her lips. Hard. I tasted my pussy. I was used to tasting my own pussy, because when I’m alone and I finger myself, I’m always licking my fingers. But my pussy tasted even better on her tongue. I put my tongue in her mouth, and she mine. I bit hers. She didn’t flinch. She let me clamp down and she let out a low “Mmmm” letting me know how much she loved it.

The Camgirl Part XI: Chocolate Insomnia [mostly fluff and plot] [lots of unresolved sexual tension]

**XI: Blake and Liam**

**Blake**

Sleep, it turned out, did not want Blake as much as she wanted it. Not tonight.

Her mind just wouldn’t quiet. Even curled up next to Chloe as she was, feeling safe and warm beneath the blankets in her friend’s embrace, the knot in her stomach hadn’t left completely. It certainly hadn’t helped that she’d been able to hear Liam and Marie going at it when she and Chloe got back. Blake’s friend, wonderful as always, had rushed them into her room and given her a hug and a kiss. Blake had almost been weak enough to kiss her back. It wouldn’t have been a big deal, not normally. She and Chloe still made out occasionally, usually when alcohol was involved, or to fuck with boys, but they never let it get emotional, and Blake was still far too emotional for that right now.

With a muffled huff, she carefully extracted herself from the blankets and Chloe’s arms, making sure not to wake her friend.

I need chocolate. Chocolate and sleepy-time tea.