Morning Fingerbang [MF]

Woke up to my wife (hot redhead pawg, with a fabulous ass and amazing c-cups) subtly rubbing her foot on my balls. She was laying in bed next to me, legs spread, so I ran my hand over her smooth inner thigh and gently rubbed her clit.

“What were you dreaming about?” I asked, sliding a finger inside of her super wet pussy.

“I know the kids are awake,” I said, “but I want to feel you.”

She spread her legs and invited me in. I got on top and pushed my cock inside of her. I placed my hand across her chest as I went balls deep, slowly, feeling her pussy clamp down as she flexed her kegels.

We fucked slowly for five minutes, moving our hands over each others’ bodies, and then I lifted her leg and began to fuck harder, but still at a steady.

I told her that I wanted to make her come, and she obliged, so I pulled out and sucked on her tits while I gently rubbed her clitoris. As her clit grew, I pressed against her harder, switching between rubbing her clit and filling her pussy with two fingers. Read more »

It’s Only Saturday! [MMF]

It’s late, and the kiddo has gone to bed. His stomach is full of chicken and rice, and he’s worn out after a fun day at the beach with his parents and “Uncle Tim.”

The light in our bedroom is soft and low, and the bed is neatly made. Across the room, the stereo is set to play. Tim and I are laying on the bed, our chests thin and bare, our boxers barely containing the erections underneath. Deep breaths of nervousness as we hear you turn off the shower.

We hear you open the bathroom door, and my heart pounds like a hammer as you are walking closer. It’s a rush of excitement, but of nerves too. I’m shaking at wondering how you’re going to react.

You step into the bedroom, the door opening as slow as eternity in my mind, and right away your dark eyes lock into mine. The towel is wrapped around your lovely form, and your brown hair is wet and dripping from the tips.

You see the rise in my boxers, your eyes flicking in surprise as you step further inside. You pass the alcove in the wall, and then dart your slender face at Tim. Read more »

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[MF] Nooner before preschool Christmas party.

Happy Holidays everyone! My first try at a story about my wife and I before we had to head off to a preschool Christmas party. It’s a little long. Hope you enjoy!

A little background: My wife and I are in our early 30s and used to post regularly on lots of NSFW subs. You can view our post history to get a better visual on us minus the clothing, but here is a recent one of us with our goods under wraps https://imgur.com/a/UZ3lcCP

As you can tell, my wife is stunningly beautiful with clothes on and underneath those pesky clothes are perky tits, great button nipples, and firm ass and thighs. My favorite part about her other than her eyes, is her perfectly petite pussy. She keeps it clean shaven and it is very much the “innie” style. Not only is it pretty to look at, she tastes fantastic.

I do my best to keep in shape with running and swimming and I would call my cock average length and on the thicker side of girth. Sorry – no horse cocks in this story. What I do love about my package is I get extremely hard, throb a lot, and I am a heavy cummer. Read more »

Just World Theory Part 3

The hearing commenced at 10:00 AM on November seventeenth in the year 2018.

“Honorable Judge Robert Lyons will preside over the case. Harper Grais versus David Helms”

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“It was so insane. It seems like a strange dream Dr Praxter please tell me I dreamed it a million dreams ago and it wasn’t just last night.”

“What happened at the hearing?”

“It was like verbal chess. We tried to put each other in check. It was just like chess.”

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“Ms. Grais, do you realize the severity of filing a vexatious lawsuit? I hope you don’t plan to submit false evidence.”

“At this stage we can still help you realize how things really work. Why don’t you just cooperate?”

“We wouldn’t want you to be disbarred by the US Attorney’s office after you must have worked so hard to pass your exams”

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“I threatened them. Oh my God I threatened a judge!”

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“Gentleman I’m sure you’re well aware that the United States attorney’s office is capable of prosecuting corrupt judges”

“Ms Grais tell me, please what that has to do with your frivolous lawsuit.” Read more »

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[MF] Out of the Blue

My sub and I live on totally opposite sides of the planet, so the chances of us actually meeting are slim to none. That hasn’t stopped me from driving her nuts with the idea that one day I’ll simply be there in her kitchen, waiting for her.

This idea came from our first day together, more or less. We had been playing online for a few weeks, but she wanted more. She’d never admit that, but her actions spoke louder than words. She was bored in class, so I had her write “Good Slut” on herself. She sent me the picture, but “Good” had been crossed out and replaced with “Adam’s”. Apparently, a local hopeful thought he could hang, and she wanted to see how I’d respond. We went back and forth a few times, using her as our canvas, before I gave her what she was looking for: “Write Ben’s Sub” Read more »

Miss Jess [mf, blowjob]

I needed to get out.

My fiance had been driving me up the wall. I just had to get some air so I went walking around and found myself at the bar. I threw a few back and watched the game absentmindedly.

Then I noticed the redhead.

She was staring right at me from across the bar. She was nursing a dark drink with a cherry and orange slice hanging on the edge. I wasn’t sure how long she had been there, but I caught her right in the middle of giving me a casual up and down. I was feeling good and I gave her the same. Her black skirt was short and snug to her long legs. Her black blazer was also short and couldn’t possibly fit around her bulging chest. Her red top framed her cleavage in a tantalizing way, and her long necklace had slipped between her breasts. My gaze found it’s way back up to her face. I marveled at the gentle curls in her red hair, her full lips, her fair skin. And then our eyes locked. Her emerald green eyes stared me down, drawing me in, yet challenging me at the same time. Read more »

Old Friends-Pt. 1: Truth or Dare [no sex]

We were six shots in when my best friend’s wife dared me to come sit on her lap. Admittedly, I was feeling quite into it as I sat with both feet on one side of her legs and wrapped my arms around her neck to hold on to her. I tensed up slightly as I felt her hand slide up my skirt slightly on the side of my upper right thigh, intending only to keep me from sliding off her lap.

She blushed brightly and removed her hands from me, motioning to her husband as it was his turn. She was staring at my chest as it rose and fell with each breath and I was looking over at my best friend, a drunken smile plastered on my face. He almost looked jealous as I lay my head against her shoulder, intending to be playful.

He followed his wife’s gaze and noticed she was staring at me, his reaction was almost instant as he shifted in his seat and turned to my husband, “Truth or Dare, Alex?”

My husband’s gaze fell on mine and I could see that he was getting uncomfortable, “Truth,” he said with a slight pause. Read more »

Honeymoon Massage [FF]

For our honeymoon my husband and I went on a cruise, which overall was pretty boring, but neither of us had been on a cruise and we’d gone abroad a few times before that. The cruise line had a full spa package we took advantage of.

We’d gotten a couples massage in our room the first night. Two younger women, one British and the other latino set up tables and gave us hour long relaxing massages. When they left we took a bath and fucked in the tub. It was a great start to the trip.

The cruise ship had a million things to do, but we’d been eating and drinking a lot and so I was spending mornings running in the gym to offset our overeating and binge drinking. I kept seeing the British masseuse in the gym working out also and the third morning we ended up in the steam room together and we talked about where we were from and what we did outside of the cruise ship.

She was working while on break from school and getting some travel in. She was very sexy. Lean and taller than me by at least five inches, she was maybe 5’8″. She had long red hair and a billion freckles. Read more »

An affair with my hot, prim, scientist coworker [MF]

This is my first attempt at writing stories like this for an audience. I’ve always been a massive fan of the format and good stories are a favorite turn on. Depending on the reception, I’ll keep relaying the various sexploits of my life in the future! I warn readers in advance that this will take a few paragraphs to become explicitly sexual.

I’ll get the demographics out of the way. I’m a twenty-something, olive skinned, broad dude of mixed race. Five-foot-ten and muscular but with what nice observers might say approaches a dad bod. I’ve got short curly hair and extremely dark brown eyes. Very outgoing and flirtatious, which is basically the theme of most of my stories. I’m currently a graduate student, so most people I interact with every day are nerdy scientists. One of my coworkers destroys that stereotype, though. We’ll call her Anya, and she’s also of mixed race. The only ways way to describe her is ‘unique’. Half Indian, slightly wider-than-average-set deep brown eyes, just scraping by five feet tall. Her skin was lightly tanned and she sported this athletic, dancer’s body. It’s clear that she goes on runs and hits the gym. Lab coats and dress clothes never hid her round ass or curvaceous, perky breasts, and despite her relatively prim and proper presentation, there was always a hint of sexuality in her outfits. Read more »

[FM, Mdom, Work, Cheating] A Cheating Vignette

*You slut,* I think as guilt invades my mind, torments my emotions. Mike, my forty-year old boss, clamps a calloused hand on my left breast. Dad got me this job through a client after I graduated from college. Secretary and bookkeeper for a wholesale plumbing supply business. Not exactly what I majored in, but it was more than I’d get working at Starbucks.

I was getting married in June. Paul was finishing up a one-year master’s program in Pittsburgh. Then we’d marry and start our life together. I moaned as Mike teased my nipples into erect eager little peaks. I knelt on the creaking backroom cot, while he moved off my breasts and pushed me down, his hands now grasping my tight bottom. His hands move, expertly, over my body and he growls, “Slut, I knew you wanted this.”

I respond, arching back, feeling the heat of his body. My panties are around my knee and my skirt is rucked up around my hips. Then I cry out as he slaps one cheek and I feel the weight of his body pushing me down. I’m so fucking aroused. “Don’t,” I gasp. Read more »