NNN Day:15 I Died And God Gave Me Cheat codes.[M22xF30][Paizuri][Boobjob][FaceFucking][cum covered fucking][cum in mouth][doggy style][filled up][creampie][elf girl]

“Fuck I’m late.” I exposited.

I was running to work, my stupid car broke down. I hate cities. I hate that I had to move here. Stupid job. My suit was hot, why did this happen during the fucking summer?

I turned a corner and sprinted down the sidewalk, bumping some people along the way. I got called some nasty things but didn’t have time to apologize.

I turned another corner, the last street before my job, I had maybe five minutes left to make it. There was a crowd of people fawning at something. I grunted and just kept running.

As I made my way through the gathering crowd, I felt a sharp pain in my chest. I stopped running to look down at blood running down my chest. A gaping bullet wound shining through my white undershirt.

“Oh.”

And the world went black.

I woke up later. Not in a hospital, but in someone’s apartment. It was shoddy, horribly decorated, and smelled awful. I was sitting on a secondhand couch that was torn to shreds from one thing or another.

My Year as a Sugar Baby Pt. 2: The Party [MFF]

“Hi gorgeous. Party starts tonight at 8pm. Please arrive an hour early and buy a red dress with the money enclosed…”

I smiled as I read Damon’s letter that he slipped under my door. My mouth dropped open when I pulled $400 cash out of the envelope the letter came in.

I bought a red dress per Damon’s request. I also got a Brazilian wax and my nails done. I was sure to arrive on time at Damon’s house, where the party was being hosted. He commented on my beauty and gave me a tour of his home, something we didn’t get to the first night I was there.

“We can skip the bedroom since you’ve seen that” he joked playfully, smacking my plump ass and giving it a squeeze. I giggled and leaned into him, letting him give me a tender hug.

The bar I was hired to tend was outside on his deck. I started setting up my station after pouring Damon a drink. Before walking away to wrap up party preparations, he looked around, reached under my dress and found my bare pussy already getting damp. He ran his finger over my wetness, brought the glistening digit to his mouth and tasted my juices. I shuddered at how hot what he just did was and gazed at him as he walked away confidently.

Comfort Plus [Hotwife] [Public] [Plane] [Bondage][Slapping] [Multiple Genders 21-65]

“Ladies and gentlemen, the captain wanted me to inform you that our air conditioning will not be functioning for the remainder of our 16 hour adults-only (21+) flight to Singapore. On behalf of the Delta Sky Partners family of brands, we do apologize for the inconvenience and will endeavor to make you as comfortable as possible given the circumstances.”

Emily [34F] unbuttoned her shirt, low enough to see black lace. Her hair stuck to the back of her neck, curling at the ends. She rubbed her knees together, which made a scratching sound as her hosiery tugged against her herringbone skirt, barely covering her vagina. She needed to pee badly but I could tell she was dreading it, tucking her thighs closer together in an attempt to hold it in. She wouldn’t look at me, attempting to miss my gaze as her eyes scanned first class, darting from person to person. I [34M] liked seeing her nervous again.

DING

The seatbelt warning light ticked off. “Don’t you need to go somewhere?” I asked Emily. Now she looked at me, her face flush. Emily’s long dark hair was naturally wavy, but the heat in the in the cabin made it unruly, curly and wild. It stuck to the back of her neck and the sides of her head.

I let my dad’s friend play with me… [F]

I’ve always found some of my dads friends to be really good looking 😏 Maybe I’m just into older guys with a dad bod but I’ve always thought that it would be sooo hot and slutty to let one of them fuck me…

I’ve always noticed them checking me out now and then until one day I was incredibly horny and decided to do something about it… I purposely came down from my room wearing my gym clothes which is basically just a sports bra and tights. Walked into the kitchen where they were hanging out and immediately I noticed my dads friend staring at my tits and my body 😏

When my dad wasn’t looking, I looked at his friend, gave him a wink and grabbed one of my tits… He absolutely loved it and I felt like such a slut doing it 😩 I signaled him to meet me outside so I went to the garage first and waited a few minutes for him to come out… He eventually came and I opened the garage for him… Unfortunately he didn’t fuck me but I let him suck on my tits and rub my pussy…

Claimed [F/F] (Collaring) (Bootlicking) (Disability)

I pushed the luggage cart down the hall to our room, you following close behind. I’d made sure to get an accessible room from the get-go, and they gave us one on the ground level, though the view from our windows was going to be the least of my interests during this trip.

We reached the door of room 107 and after some quick negotiation with the keycard, I pushed the heavy rack into the cool darkness of what would be our home for the next week.
Then after holding the door propped with my foot for you to roll in, I let it close, leaving us alone.

Once I turned to face you, my demeanor changed. What had been warm and eager was now cold and sharp.

“Do you have the strength to kneel?”
You looked at me with shock. Taken aback by my abrupt change, no doubt.

“W-w-what?”
“Do you, have the strength, to kneel?” I repeated, voice gaining an edge of impatience.
“I-I-I-yes.”
“Kneel.”

While you set about making your way to the floor, I walked to the luggage rack. After some searching through my bag, my hands took hold of the cool leather.

[F] I was dared to pick a stranger at the mall to help me try on a new lingerie looks. It got…interesting

I told my husband I was going to be late again after work and ran over to the mall. I sat in the food court and tried to decide how to pick a guy to do this dare with. I had already decided that I would be taking them back to JC Penny where the unmonitored changing area was.
At this hour of the day very few people would be around too.
My heart was already pounding in my chest as I looked at the various men walking by. My flight or fight senses were on high alert. Finally my eyes focused on a man sitting directly across from me. He had a table covered in food and he was looking right at me. Directly.
He averted his eyes the second we connected. I took stock of him. He looked short, was overweight and already had balding spots around his hairline. In short, he came across as harmless. I took a deep breath. Last chance to back out.
But I was already up and walking towards him. He looked at me with panic as I walked up.
“I’m sorry to interrupt, but could I ask you a question?” I asked.
He nodded quickly.
“Are you single by chance?”
He nodded again. Perfect.
“Can I sit?” I asked.
“Of course.” He said, finally finding his voice.
I sat down.
“What’s your name?” I asked, now nervous myself.
“Aaron” he answered.
“Full disclosure.” I started. “I have a husband, but I want to surprise him with something fun. I just need another man’s opinion. Would you be interested in helping me with that real quick? I’d need you for like twenty minutes.”
He looked at my wedding ring, then back at my face.
“What kind of surprise?” He asked suspiciously.
I looked around and leaned forward. “New lingerie.” I whispered.
“Is this like a punked thing or something?” He looked around for cameras that weren’t there.
I was losing him.
“No, this is very much real. I picked you because I saw you looking at me.” He turned bright red. “It’s okay, that’s why I thought you might be interested. I mean, if you are still.”
He thought for a long moment.
“Okay fuck it. I’ll just leave if it gets weird.”
We stood up.
“Lead the way.” He said, “Where we going, like Victoria Secret?”
“Too busy there.” I answered. “There’s a good spot in JC Penny.”
We walked over there almost in complete silence. I think he fully expected the cops to jump out at some point and arrest him.
We went up to the Women’s floor and it was almost dead. Walking up the stairs I could feel his eyes glued to my ass.
I walked into the lingerie section and turned back to him. He was sweating already from the walk over.
“Pick your favorite outfit and I’ll try it on. One that you think my husband would love.”
He grinned like a kid who won the best toy and quickly started shopping.
It took about five minutes before he handed me the options. We walked over to the changing room and he sat on the bench across from my stall. A quick glance proved we were the only two people in the area.
“How’s this work?” He asked.
“I’ll try them on and then open the door for you to see. You tell me your favorite.”
“I don’t think I feel comfortable with you standing in the open door so undressed.” He responded.
I thought for a long moment.
“Fine. You can come in and see.”
He nodded.
I closed the door and looked at what he grabbed. It was a one piece floral lace bodysuit like I had tried on the other day…however this one was crotchless. Completely.
Was I really going to do this? I could probably keep my thong on…
No. I had to do this right.
I peeled off my shirt and pulled my pants down. I looked in the mirror again before dropping my thong.
I still hadn’t shaved. I looked at my bush for a moment a little embarrassed. Then I pulled the body suit on. It fit a little tight, but otherwise worked. My bush was prominently sticking out of the slit.
I resolved to shave that night.
I pulled on the slit to adjust it, my finger coming away wet. I was turned on. A lot.
“You ready?” Aaron asked from outside the room.
I realized he could see my feet and knew I had it on. I looked at myself one last time.
Here goes nothing.
I opened the door a crack.
“Okay, come on in.”
He opened the door wide a moment later, filling the entrance, before pushing inside with me and closing the door behind him. He was right on top of me. His smell was suffocating. I was even more turned on.
I became very aware of what I was wearing as he looked me up and down.
“Stand up on the bench.” He ordered.
I quickly got up on the bench, his head now at my stomach’s height. His eyes locked onto my pussy.
“Turn around.” I did. “Yes, I think your husband will like this. Spread your legs.”
I quickly spread them.
“Oh my…” he said.
I looked down. My thighs glistened with wetness.
“Put your hands on the wall.” He ordered. I did it. I could almost feel his breath on my ass.
“Are you sure this is for your husband?” He asked.
I jumped as his hand touched my ankle. I didn’t say a word.
His hand slowly caressed up and down my calf. Then went up to the back of my thigh. I shivered.
Then his finger gently touched my pussy and a sound escaped my mouth I didn’t know I could make. He took that as an invite and the next thing I knew he was fondling my ass.
“Wait…” I tried to say. I don’t think the word got out.
He grabbed with more pressure. I gasped. Both hands grabbed my ass, spreading me wide open for him.
“Ok, wait. Too much.” I finally got out. He stopped.
“Turn around.” He said with a smile. “Show me your tits.”
I complied without thinking. I peeled it off my shoulders, showing him my chest.
“Yes, I think your husband will love it.”
“Thank you.” I whispered.
“Have a great day miss.” And with that he gave me one more look before turning and leaving me standing there, the feeling of his hand on my ass fresh.
I climbed down and finished myself off right there in the dressing room. That was a lot to process.

[MF] The Wedding Plan: Something Old [cheating] [BDSM] [DDlg] [cuck] [brainwashing]

Something old, something new. Something borrowed, something blue.

You forgot one, didn’t you?

Something old.

Your future Mother-in-Law gave you something. Maybe that counts? And you already forgot where you put it. Send Alicia to find it. She’s a good bridesmaid and probably isn’t planning on getting fucked by a groomsman tonight.

Definitely don’t send Bethany. That bitch-of-honor fucked up your bachlorette party bad. Just a weak, tame mess.

Bethany didn’t know you during your slut phase. But I did.

I know exactly what kind of slut you are, don’t I?

You started with random hook-ups with college bros. Boys your age. They were fine. Cute. Nice cocks and hey, some of them even managed to last more than 5 minutes. Good for them.

Only you got curious, and you started poking around the internet. Such a naughty slut.

The fantasies escalated. BDSM. Rope. Spanking. Older men. Exhibitionism. Degradation. Just masturbating to these ideas made your clit throb. What if you actually met up with someone and tried it?

One night with me. It was supposed to be one night, right?

And I taught you what a filthy slut you really are.

Losing the no cumming contest with [M]y [F]WB after getting edged on a phone call

About three years ago, I started hooking up with a girl named Sarah. Sarah was about 5’2 with the body of an athlete and the sex drive of a rabbit. Sarah was the captain of the club soccer team at my then college, and was a fiercely competitive person in every domain of life. If you talked about the one book you were reading, she would then start talking about the two books she was reading. If you got an A- on a test and were feeling good about yourself, she would complain about getting an A instead of an A+. While it was fiercely annoying in some areas, it was amazing in the bedroom. We would fuck 5 or 6 times a night and she would still want more. It was like she made it her mission every night to drain every last drop of cum I had.

[M] Fantasised sucking wife’s friend milky tits

One of my wife’s friends was a lovely curvy girl before kids but after her first kid, her large breasts were even bigger.

She would often be round our house with the baby and would breast-feed while she was there. She generally kept herself quite modest, but I often got a great look at her tits and her massive baby feeding nipples. The dark brown bobbly areola surrounding her thumb sized nips contrasted the white veiny flesh of her full fun bags.

One occasion her baby wasn’t feeding very well and started crying. She tried switching sides but explained it had been like this all night. The lack of baby feeding plus the crying set her milk ducts to work. As she struggled with the baby I could see milk bead up on and around her nipples.

Baby was having nothing of it so my wife offered to take the baby away to try and help, which she did. That left me face to face with her friend with both large tits out in front of me. I guess after child birth and the breastfeeding, shyness is out of the window.

Humiliation in swim class pt 2 [F18 F18 M18] [teasing] [nc] [last year of high school] [humiliation] [femdom] [blowjob] [interruption]

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[A multi part story inspired by my own experience. The first part which is story set-up is basically entirely true from my own perspective (Emily represents my perspective, other characters’ thoughts imagined). Second part is partially true. In this telling every character is at the end of high school so 18 or over]

Following the most embarrassing class in Chris’s school life so far, not only did he have to endure ridicule by his classmates, but also a detention for breaking the rule “no petting in the pool”. What did that even mean? The detention took place Friday lunchtime before the gym class at the end of the week. “Hi Chris” said Emily playfully as she arrived with Madison outside the coach’s office.

Chris looked down at the floor and said “hi” quietly, too embarrassed to look them in the eye.

Coach opened the office door and said “ok you three, get changed into your gym kits and meet me in the gym in five”.

The three students looked at each other. “We didn’t bring them coach, we didn’t realize we needed them”.