M/F Anal

Anal isn’t something I predominantly do but I do like doing it. It definitely has a different feeling. If I go for anal, it’s the last act of the fuck show before I nut in your mouth. I first rim you out with my tongue as you are planted doggy style after I’ve finished wrecking your tight pussy. Feels like my cock head is being swallowed in as I first push it in. I slowly thrust my shaft in and out full stroke to ease up your anal muscles before I really start pounding. Being that I have a big cock, I’ll take you from doggy to laying you on your side for me to spoon fuck your tight ass into submission as I have my arms wrapped around your chest to massage your breasts and nibble on your ear. When I’m about to cum, I pull out of your pounded ass and maneuver to plant my cock in your face for you to guide it into your mouth and let it explode. You swish around my warm creamy cum in your mouth making it froth out of your lips to drool a small amount on my cock before you swallow the rest. Upon swallowing my seed, you slather with your mouth the cum you drooled on my cock all over my shaft and head for lube, and I proceed to slide my cock back in your ass to start over again.

Birthday blowjob leads to both our faces being covered in cum [FM]

This man.

No. This GOD.

Fucking christ I still can’t get over how insanely hot his recent 30th birthday was.

What started out as me giving Rich the head he deserves on his special day ended up with both of our faces being covered in each others cum. I’ve been practically fighting my hand away from myself trying to relive this for you.

The morning of the birthday I tried getting up before him so I could surprise him in bed, but he’s conditioned himself like he’s in the military to get up well before sunrise and go for a run. Even on his fucking birthday, what a freak! When my alarm went off I turned over to an empty bed and a note from him like usual.

“Went for a run. Be back soon my girl. Love you”

So stinking cute I could puke.

Fucked my Brother-In-Law [F]

So, I was hanging out with one of my cousins and we casually started talking about anal. I personally love anal and had anal sex prior to vaginal sex. However, she is not that keen. Her husband had been begging her to try anal however she has refused so far.

Anyways I have accidentally seen her husband’s cock a few times here and there and he has one massive dick. So given that she was refusing him anal I thought I would offer it to him to see if he likes it.

So anyways I decided to always wear a buttplug around her husband and wear like tights or skirts with small thongs so he would discover I was wearing butt plugs. It didn’t take him long to notice and then start checking to see if I was wearing a butt plug whenever he saw me.

Mistress Daughter part 3 [incest] [M/d] [lesbian] [gangbang]

* Author’s note: This story has been written with a specific purpose, both in plot and grammar. *

Mom had ended up admitting that she loved that night. Despite the fuel being alcohol and anger, we both accepted that ‘us’ was going to continue. I still didn’t admit to her quite how much I’d enjoyed everything I’d done to her, but she’d had to have been pretty dense not to figure it out from the way I’d orgasmed. I never got the feeling she would fully expose how much she got off on it either, but mom was certainly more open over the few days since. Of course, I’d been my usual bratty self and treated her like my bitch. But there were some gentler moments too that hadn’t happened before. We’d shared kisses. We’d cuddled up more when chilling then we used to. The whole experience was bringing us closer, even if it was in a sick way.

There Was That One Time I Had to Try Anal Sex

Troy was like an out-of-control animal when he rode me front behind. I couldn’t get enough, and he wouldn’t stop. Our great sex life was one of the reasons that we had managed to stay together for 2 years, which was my longest relationship. He had a wild side that I admired, and he loved that I was open-minded in bed. He asked me several times if I wanted to try anal sex, but I remained silent. I did, but I wanted to tell him when I was ready.

I loved that our apartment was big because space had been important to me. That’s why we always kept the bedroom door open when we had sex. Feeling claustrophobic was a major turn-off for me.

Dad called me and asked if I would visit him and mom the coming weekend for her birthday. I hadn’t seen her for months, so we drove for eight hours since all of the flights were booked.

We stopped twice at a secluded spot and had sex. Troy had bent me over the bonnet and gave me doggy style like a champion.

A Super Sexy Sunday [MF]

Hello gw stories! I have posted here before but it was so long ago I can’t remember the login for that account so I created a new one (and waited the required period) to share this story with you all – it was just that good.

I (38M) had the sexiest Sunday in a very long time with my sexy (40F) wife just a couple of days ago. I am still thinking about it and getting hard, so I thought I’d get it all out so I can experience it over and over again.

Rachel and I have been married for 15 years, and have 4 kids – so – it’s a busy household and pretty chaotic most of the time. Plus my wife deals with depression and anxiety, so intimacy is not always on par with where I’d like it to be. If I had it my way, we’d be doing it every day – but she’s more a once-a-week kinda gal.

It had been over a week and I was **horny** with a capital **H**. We started the morning with some deep kissing in bed but couldn’t go any further because – sigh – *responsibilities*. But later in the morning she kissed me and looked in my eyes and said “let’s have a sexy night.” I had no idea what lay in store, but knew it would be *good*.

Sexting you at work part 3 (final) [cheating] [revenge] [humiliation] [MMMF]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ol4a4a/sexting_you_at_work_mf_cheating_humiliation/) *and* [part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pnltu1/sexting_you_at_work_part_2_mmff_cheating/)*, worth a read first. But if you don’t fancy them, this should still stand as a story in it’s own right. I hope those of you who have read the others enjoy the finale and think it was worth the wait. As always, please let me know what you think.*

It’s been hell for you at work in the few weeks since your boss and I had a foursome with her husband and that guy I met on Tinder, Mike was it? She and I have become closer and she has enjoyed dropping hints every time we’ve hooked up, letting your imagination fill in most of the details. You’ve hardly been able to look her in the face most of the time, and avoided being alone in a room with her at every possible opportunity. Do you think of her fucking me with her strap-on when you sit across from each other in meetings? As for me, you’ve only heard from me once since that night, the night you watched them all have me, as you sat alone at home hating how hard it made you. When you came downstairs the next morning to leave for work and saw the padded envelope on the mat of the home we used to share, my writing on the envelope, what did you think? When you opened it and took out the destroyed panties from my afternoon with Gareth, the bra with his cum stains on the front did you want to scream? What about when you found the belly button ring you gave me wrapped in the folds, my snapped necklace alongside it. Was the necklace still sticky with Bill’s cum from the night before? You still haven’t put it all together, but today you’ll get it, today it will all become clear.

Lesbian Revenge

I lived alone and I used to be unemployed. I handed the time in solitude, writing porn tales on the web. I took frequent breaks out on my balcony to catch a smoke. I lived in a dumpy hi-rise condo in a rundown a part of the town. Throughout from my balcony was a complete constructing full of people that didn’t hassle to attract their shades, day or night time. It was like all people was a closet exhibitionist. One condo specifically was in my fixed sight, a minimum of once I was sitting out on my balcony. I wasn’t a stalker or something, however I knew what I favored.

The 2 women who lived throughout from me have been simply attractive. One was slender and curvy with lengthy blonde hair, and the opposite one may go for her an identical twin, besides she had jet black hair. They jogged my memory of Betty and Veronica from the previous Archie comedian books.

Saints to Sluts CH.3 (The Cute Nephew) [FM] [ANAL] [AUNT/NEPHEW] [HIJABI/PAKISTANI/MUSLIM]

Read the first 2 Chapters to get versed with the story

Monday 10th March 2014, 10:30 AM Lahore, Pakistan

Zubiya was a thirty nine year old Muslim Hijabi woman who lived with her husband Arshad and their three children a son named Imran (19) and two daughters Ayesha (18) and Meshwish (15) in the famous city of Lahore, Pakistan. She was a religious woman and loved her family and her hsuband who despite being religious still loved her and cared for her unlike most men in Pakisatni society from their generation but if their was one flaw it was sex. They had not had sex now for three years and Zubiya sometimes missed it and it’s not like they were doing it every night before as well but once a month or two months is better than not doing it for three years. She had always loved sex but was afraid to admit it and be considered a bad Muslimah so she just stayed quiet and in some way she understood that Arshad was busy making sure that their family was well off and their children got quality education at top schools and universities of the city and in that way life was going good. It all changed though whit a wedding in their family and her brother in law Akbar came back from the states with his family and his new wife Salma who was a Lebanese woman and her son Ali who was nineteen years old and looked liked a decent kid and ofcourse her niece Mariam from Arshad’s first wife and they stayed with them. Zubiya loved having them as she thought that guests were a blessing from God and it’ll help her family in everything. As the wedding went by everybody was enjoying themselves but on many occasions Zubiya had a feeling that Ali was staring at her and would look away when she looked back and this continued even after the wedding was over but she shrugged it off thinking why would he look at me I am his aunt and besides there were so many other pretty young girls for him to look at and she put it at the back oh her head.