I [M] Always Wanted to Cum in Her Hair

It was 5:00, or just about that time. My wife (short, brown hair, curvy 20-something) was due home at any moment. It had been a bit of a long day for me, not because of stress from work or anything like that, but simply because I had been thinking about her from the moment I woke up. I was going to woo and swoon her all night if I needed to, but I was going to be with her in the most intimate ways possible. I had thought about texting her at work, letting her know how I felt, but it wasn’t necessary.

She walked in the door and I greeted her with a hug, after the dog said hello first of course. We kissed, a deep, meaningful kiss and then started talking about her day. I made sure to leave little touches on her hips, back, and butt, and by the time she was settled in, I imagine she had some idea of what I was thinking. I was sitting on the end of one couch, and she was in the chair to the left. All I said was, “Hey… you wanna have sex?”

Me [F] vs my college neighbour [F] sex rivalry between thin walls

This happened when I was 19 before I decided that college wasn’t for me. I lived in a dorm full of girls I was friends with most apart from my neighbour next door, we never got along since day one having a heated argument over who gets what draws in the shared kitchen, ever since then we always traded catty naughty stares or talked about eachother behind each other’s backs, or even make sure the other was in there dorm and talk to another girls about eachother making sure the other would hear.

Our dorm room walls were very thin I could swear if you hit the wall hard enough you could punch through like paper. Anyway this is what happened at this time both me and my neighbour had a boyfriend who we would bring to our rooms to stay over. Well one night when I was cuddling with my man I heard my neighbour moaning wildly clearly being pounded by her man, until I heard her shout out (I don’t remember exactly what was said as this was a couple years ago) “oh yes! Your so much bigger and better than her man can ever be next door “ this frustrated me hearing her throwing insults at me and my man through the thin wall on and off all night and when I would bang on the wall to shut her up it only made her moan louder and make her headboard crash into the wall

[mf] she likes following directions

Steve had become my “Daddy,” and I had become his “Little Girl.” Yes, there was distance between us, but that made things a bit more interesting. I turned over complete control of my sex life to him. I am not able to do anything without his permission. If I want to go on a date, I ask permission – then Steve tells me what is allowed, and what is not. If I want to pleasure myself, I ask permission – then Steve tells me what to use, how to use it, and what I should think about. If Steve thinks of something he wants me to do, he tells me in explicit detail what he wants, and then gives me a deadline to do it by, expecting a full and honest report. On occasion Steve will call me and give me instructions over the phone as I carry them out right then and there. He once asked me to take topless pictures while at work for him. I followed directions – like I always do.

Elisa and the Stranger: Part I [MF]

It was around 10:30AM.

Elisa was not a morning person. She knew she had to get to her film class at noon. Reluctantly, she pulled off her heavy blanket. And it was heavy — 10 lbs actually. It was one of those weighted blankets she saw on TV infomercial one night — an impulse buy after few glasses of Sauvignon Blanc.

Her apartment was chilly and her small nipples perked up under the baggy pajamas as she got up from the bed. On her way to the kitchen for a cup of coffee, she realized that she forgot to buy some from the Whole Foods the day before. She had a proclivity for forgetting such things.

‘Oh… great’ — she said to herself, and started to get dressed.

Elisa decided to head over to Cafe Lokal — the coffeeshop across the street, which was usually empty around that time.

[FM] [First Encounter] The Run

“Just a little bit longer”, she thought to herself as she trudged on through the park. “I don’t know why I do this to myself.” Running uphill, focusing on her breath, she saw a familiar face coming towards her. “Of course, I see him… When I look a mess.” For the past several months, every Sunday, she crossed his path. It would seem that he was just as neurotic about her when it came to his Sunday run. At 8:15am, they hit the lake; she heads South, he goes North, they cross paths, give each other the obligatory head nod, and go on with their day. Never stopping, never speaking, barely making eye contact. She assuming he not remembering these encounters and having no idea how much they meant to her.

Watching him run towards her, his long, strong legs pounding the pavement, she took in his rippling leg muscles as they propel him forward, his chest heaving, the focusing on his face intoxicating. As they near each other, a familiar thought ran through her mind. What would I say to him, how would that first conversation go? What would it feel like to be wrapped his arms, and throw down here by the lake? Thankfully, by the time the pass each other she is typically so flushed and breathing so heavy from the run, it isn’t apparent that she is blushing.

[MF] Fucking a married woman in her office

This encounter is a bit older, but it was my introduction to cheating. It wasn’t me that was cheating though – I was 21, she was 36. This was before the whole Cougar/MILF thing was cool!

I had just finished a paper for a history class and was mentally exhausted. I signed into a Yahoo chat room to see what was up in my state’s chat room. The normal bots were posting, a few regulars…and a new woman I’d not met before. I opened her Yahoo profile, and sure enough she was in my town, which wasn’t a common occurrence. I sent her a PM, and another surprise – she replied! Our chat started off innocent. She was older and married (but no kids). Professional job in an office. As we chatted more, I learned she was unhappy in her marriage. I was single, dating but nothing serious. We exchanged pictures, and while she wasn’t the hottest woman I’d seen, she was cute and attractive. She called me cute, which was a pretty generic response I thought.

Trials of the Buxom Trio – Chapter 7 (busty, thicc, hardcore sex, orcs, adventure throughout)

“We can take them.” Merella said as her eyes looked around at the guardians. Jenessa did not share that assessment. The area they were in provided little in the way that could reinforce their chances of success. There was crates and a few trash pots but other than that there was just many armed men.

            “Don’t be stupid. We have three and they have a dozen and more coming.” The redhead said as she saw more guardians approaching.

            Sylora looked around and a hand raised up almost nervously to run through her bright golden hair. “Perhaps we should just go with them.” She said quietly as the guardians started to form a smaller perimeter around the trio.

            Jenessa thought much the same and yet she did not like the looks of the men around them. There was no friendliness, only a cold expression devoid of anything beyond some poorly hidden lust. She didn’t think that going with them was the right idea but then there did not appear to be any good idea here. Turning to Insera she leaned in quickly.

Trials of the Buxom Trio – Chapter 6 (busty, thicc, hardcore sex, orcs, adventure throughout)

Indica was lost. Her eyes were half closed from the amount of cum that stained while the rest of her vision was hazy in the sheer amount of forceful pleasure that existed inside her body at this moment. It was hard to think, harder still to focus but all she knew right now was that her entire body was being used an abused by what felt and seemed like the entire orc horde. The moments she had managed to stay awake before she was locked up securely with crude steel cuffs and a collar around her head was a tattered stream of being carried and dragged quickly through night and day. Any time the orcs had felt that she was waking up they had quickly knocked her head with a hard smack of their beefy hands. These same hands were now groping her and holding onto every handle the orcs that were currently fucking her needed. Their beefy sausage like fingers gripped into her full hips each time an orc was fucking her dripping pussy and orcs never stopped.

Hotel slut (intense!) part 1?

I could tell as soon as I met you that you were my type. Platinum blonde hair, skin like snow, a ruby dress that screamed that you wanted to be fucked. I had to have you. Now that you were in my hotel room, I had to just admire you as you slipped your heels off and let a shoulder of your dress fall. My fingers fumblas they unbutton my shirt, taking longer than I’d have liked to get undressed. You walk to my, pushing me into the armchair by the window.

Leaning over to finish undressing me I can see down the front of your dress, your bra matching the dress in color and keeping your supple breasts hidden from view. Down to my underwear, stretched by my erection, you turn and begin to dance to some unheard music, lowering yourself and grinding on my crotch.

As your dress rides up I can see that you’re not even wearing panties, further making me ache for you. I unzip the back of your dress as we both let it fall away from you. You kick it down and across the floor, freeing your movements. My boxers become wet as you grind on me, a mixture of both of our yearning bodies.

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[FM] Fun Summer by the pool

Growing up, I used to have to spend summers at my dad’s house and stay with him and my step brother. For the most part, I had friends there and was able to hang out at pools or at the mall. My brother and I didn’t get along, and I never wanted to be around him, he would always look at me longer than was comfortable, and he was rude.

Anyways, one summer, was really where I learned the power I had when I walked into room with a bunch of guys. This such summer, my dad had installed a pool in his yard, which is where I tried to spent most of my time. The only issue was that my step brother always wanted to be around the pool. My brother would have friends over, and they would try to be by the pool. At first…. they were annoying… I would try to cover up when they came around because they would lear at me and stare.