[MFM] Fucking my ex and her younger brother

I cucked my ex’s younger brother. He was always super forward and overly sexual with his older sister, my ex. She’s an absolute stunner. Brunette, blue eyes, perfect body and the most amazing ass on the planet. So I get it, he’s young and dumb and full of cum. His sister is smoking hot and kind of a slut.

But he was too forward. Smacking her ass. Trying to wrestle with her. I caught him stealing her dirty panties numerous times when we were visiting. She never took any of it seriously and played it off, pretending like it didn’t mean anything. Now I know she secretly enjoyed it. But it was pissing me off. I was getting close to a breaking point.

We go to visit one weekend and it’s early in the morning. Me and the ex had both just taken a shower and are in our room drying off. I can’t fucking resist this girl naked, so as she tries to slip on a tiny little thong I grab her up and she wraps her legs around my waist. I’m a big guy, 6 foot and 210 pounds. I’m a Marine veteran and in better shape than most. She’s tiny besides that incredible ass. So I’m just holding her there, cock throbbing against the underside of her ass, one arm around her waist and the other rubbing from her tight ass to her dripping pussy.

The Nun I Crave [MF] [STR8]

Come into my loving arms. I get joy out of participating in despicable, lewd acts: especially with a sacred sister. Keep on your coif, veil, and wimple. There’s something sexy about you barely exposing your face. Have you ever worked your way around a black penis with your mouth?

Also, have your baptised hands ever stroked that charcoal phallus? If not, here’s an open invitation to become knee deep in lecherous affairs with my black ass. I’m aching for an aged woman’s breath on my anxious cock and balls.

I’m anticipating your clean fingers rubbing away precum from the tip of my erection.

I’m curious; how will your pretty lips enact the copulation with my penis?

Will your mouth fully engulf my shaft, or will you tease my prick: only subduing the head and neck of me?

Do you know how to keep a dick wet with that saliva?

I’ve been on a hunt for your inexperienced throat, my just one. Maybe you’ve been white as snow; right about now; I want you to be my hoe until you’ve savored every last drop of my semen from my emptied testicles.

The Desert Encounter

I was traveling down a darkening highway through a southwestern desert. I had the car widow all the way down, and the wind in my hair felt like a cool summer breeze. Suddenly, up ahead, I saw some birds flying high above a certain area of to the right of the road. As I got closer, I slowed the car down and pulled off the road to see if I could get a visual image of what the attraction for those high flying birds may be.

Getting out of my vehicle, I made my way toward the area of interest. I was shocked to see the body of a woman (wearing no clothing whatsoever) lying on a rocky area just behind a small incline. I rushed over to see if she was still alive. Kneeling down, I placed my hand on her neck and felt a very faint pulse. So, I hurried back to the car to get some water. How long had she been here? How did she arrive to her location without any clothing? I do hope I’m in time to truly help. (After all, helping is my favorite activity.)

[FM] Horny hot hippy girl

At first, some context. Fucking a girls ass was always my thing. Always dreamed of it. Jerked off to it. Just wanted it. But as many of you know, reality is a different cup of tea. Most girls just don’t like it. Some girls do it for their friends. And there are those who are really into it. Some of them just like it that way. And I ran into one of them. And oddly enough, it is a tinder love story. Sounds to good to be true. Even for me. Even now, over a year later.

We all know tinder. Either love or hate that thing. Switching through profiles. Liking them. Hoping for a match. Hoping that communication can be established. Hoping that no horny guy shows up at date night. Despite the negative aspect the thing has its benefits. I got plenty of dates out of it. And my fair share of sexual encounters. When I think back. That girl. Long hair. Big tits. A cute, tiny and flat ass. A round belly. With hair everywhere. Just for one night. Eating her juicy pussy. Fuck her…

Ambiguous [MM][Crossdressing][Teasing]

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Solid party:

I wasn’t feeling in my place at all: The short dress was already riding up my leg, the heels felt wobbly and some guys kept staring at me. Were they onto me? Everyone is going to think I’m a fag. Louis said I looked pretty and I actually believed the jerk, this plan is a disaster. Maybe I’ll have fun if i get wasted. At the very least I won’t remember this humiliating night.

All of a sudden a girl tapped my shoulder. I turned around towards her and noticed it was Katie, the hostess. She already had her hand extended towards me, so I took the invitation to shake her hand.

“I’m Katie” She said it with a friendly smile.

“I’m Jaeniffer, Jennifer hehe” My nervous mumbling made her smile transform into a laugh.

“You’re Louis’ girl right? You don’t really seem to enjoy yourself, is anything wrong?” Her question seemed genuine, so I tried to stick as close to the truth as possible.

[FM] Giving two 18 year-olds a blowjob

I’m in my mid-30s, and am a plain, unattractive woman. I’ve always been the quiet, shy type, and so I didn’t enter my first relationship until I was in my late 20s and was a virgin until I was 30. That doesn’t mean I have no interest in sex though, and so that five year relationship of regular sex was exactly what I needed. When we broke up, I didn’t really miss my ex-boyfriend (it was a messy break-up), but I did miss the sex, and as a shy, plain woman as I mentioned who hadn’t had any encounters beyond that one boyfriend I wasn’t sure where to turn.

In a fit of frustration I did something crazy, and signed up to a hook-up web site. I was immediately bombarded by messages and was overwhelmed, but ended up picking out a few people to talk to – one of them in particular surprised me, as he was a good-looking and confident 18 year old who seemed like he could get any girl he wanted. We talked a lot, and a couple of days ago I met him… and his best friend too.

The List: Number 3 [M/F] [Prose] [true story] [tinder]

I’ve just decided to get a divorce. I make a revenge Tinder account- if he had one while we were married, surely I can have one while we wait to go our separate ways. I match with someone and we flirt, but don’t get too obscene with it. We are both somewhat nervous, as it will be a first Tinder date for us both. We decide to get dinner, and agree that nothing sexual will happen for the first date. I get there early, he arrives late, but it all works out. We flirt clumsily at first, but get better throughout the meal. We are kicked out of the restaurant when it closes, and we end up sitting at a table outside in the dark, dusky summer air. We joke, we smile, he caresses my thighs. We hold hands, and soon enough we’re kissing. Deeper and deeper. We don’t want the evening to end. Eventually we discuss where our respective cars are parked, and I offer to give him a ride to his. Once in my car, we can’t keep our hands off each other. He gets hard, and I go down. I come up for more kisses, and we share a look and another laugh before climbing into my spacious hatchback. We break our promises; he gets on top of me. I come, and he pulls out, wetting my thighs as well as my upholstry.

Our Words. [FM] [Fdom]

I hardly recognize my reflection in the mirror. I used a temporary dye to transform my usually blonde hair into a silky dark brown. It’s pinned up in tight curls, much different than the natural waviness of it. I’m wearing a dark lipstick. A shade that goes surprisingly well with my temporary hair color. A black dress accentuates the curves of my body and is paired with high heels that took me far too long to learn to walk in. Tonight, I’m going to be somebody else.

As I begin driving to my destination my heart feels like it’s going to jump out of my body. A whirlwind of thoughts crosses my mind and I can’t recall the last time I’ve been this excited. I keep glancing at the image in the rearview mirror. Yes, I’m really going through with this.

I arrive at a restaurant that I normally wouldn’t consider visiting. It’s nice and as I watch the people entering, all thoughts of me being “overdressed” are quickly put aside. At least I know I’m not going to stand out too much amongst the inhabitants. I exhale a deep breath and open the car door. There’s no turning back now. Not that I’d turn back, anyway.

Published writer who has dabbled in erotica in past years…here’s something I’m working on.

After just having landed at the Nashville airport, the road is busy exiting the airport and heading into the downtown area.

My friend and co-worker, Kelly, sits beside me and is scrolling through social media on her phone while we share a Lyft into town.

We’re both excited about the trip. At home we’re pharmaceutical representatives and we’ve just flown into town for a sales and marketing conference our company is sponsoring. Last year Kelly wasn’t part of the team and I traveled to a similar conference in Chicago with a much older, and much more boring, travel mate. That trip had been cold, rainy, and wrought with travel delays. I was looking forward to a much more exciting week this year.

Truth be told, I have alternative ambitions. Kelly and I have been friends for roughly a year; very good friends. She’s fun, she’s energetic, she’s always willing to try new things, and she does it with an optimistic flare that I’d admire. But more than that, she’s extremely sexy.

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MMFF – The house in the hills

You are at work again, craving for touch. The desire to be hunted, seduced, overtaken, it overwhelms. The fling with the supervisor, the Lush, the experience was amazing. It stimulated parts of your mind and body into ecstasy that are impossible to forget, that make your white lace panties drip with juice just by the memory of them. Your soft, supple nipples harden just slightly, and brush against your bra and send tingles down your body. That experience overrides your other senses, thoughts and drives something inside that is powerful, natural, real.

You can’t help yourself; you go to him again, the tall, handsome, sexy supervisor working away in his office. It has been several weeks since you have talked, but when your eyes meet, they convey what you want, what you need. But you are unsure how to proceed, He understands this without much struggle and tells you to meet him after work by his car, you will be going to meet with two friends of his. As you are walking back to your desk, you feel nervous, tense, excited, stimulated, it is impossible to continue focusing on your work. You are imagining why he is bringing you to meet two friends, are they female, male? The fantasy has always been there, being with multiple people, could this be what he saw in the depths my eyes? Instantly a new rush of warmth and liquid covers your vagina from deep inside and out onto your labia as the dream of many hands and tongues kissing,,,, sucking,,,,, rubbing,,,,, stroking… slip down from the mind and move into your belly as warmth and tingle