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21[M] fucks therapist intern 23[F]

How I fucked my therapist’s intern

Hey first time posting on reddit so be prepared for many mistakes lol.

Basically I’m 21 years old 6ft 3inches about 185 pounds give or take a little, hair is usually kept short with a fade or buzzcut but lately i’ve been growing it out bearded as well and not stubble i mean full beard with twisted moustache. I’m from states but live in punjab(indian one) with my dad to basically learn about my paternal side and culture( im sikh) and the story begins now. Read more »

WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 20 Memoir of Moan Down at the Beach Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)

For this week’s ‘ass’ignment I want to know what the Moan Down on the Beach was too all of you. And yes you guessed it the person or people with the highest grade will get to sit in the news anchors chair” Mrs. Donavon scanned the class to make sure that her instructions were clear. “Now if you’ll open your books to chapter three..” Mrs. Donovan continued to talk. The through of three sparked something so primitive, so breathtakingly naughty that she couldn’t help to moan. The thought of Cy’s rock hard cock pounding in her mouth, driving every thought from her mind except pleasing his big pulsating stick of man meat. “Ohmigoddess I have to play” raced through Clarissa’s mind. “I have to jerk my self off just to the feeling of his hands bracing my head as he fucked..” still echoing in her every breath. Crossing her legs while her hand shot up, “Mrs. Donovan I.. I.. have to..” Clarissa started but Mrs. Donovan finished by pointing to the door.
Breaching the door, arms crossed holding her journalism books and notes. Her feet padded across the hallway as the image of the floor plan was laid out in her mind, “Moanroom three doors.. Ooo so deep inside my (sweat starting to trickle, hips not want to respond to movement unless it was bucking) pussy” the thought of her saying this out loud would have shamed her butt at this moment all she wanted was to plunge her fingers into her moist hole. “Must.. make it (Clarissa’s stomach beginning to knot up) to the Moanroom (clutching her books with one arm, her legs where pumping away, her other hand drifting down, caressing her kitty).. just little (her hips won, legs spread wide as her free hand flicked her clit) Ooooh fuckkk yesss..” her books went sliding, laying there on her back, panting as her hand brought her back to Cy’s cock as she tried swallow it like the girls on tv do. Tried to yell out that this cock is hers butt he hadn’t exploded like she did a million times over. Squeezing the third finger into her pussy, the moans, the bucks, “Ooo my fuckkk.. OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss yesssssssss..” Clarissa came hard. Bucking her hips, thrusting her pelvis as the cum dripped from her asshole. “Yesss OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk.. Mmmmmmmmm..” the feeling shifted as her nipples where being drug over the sand in short sharp jabs. “Ooo Mmmm yesss OooOoooOoooo yesss please just.. just Ooooh lick Mmmmmmmmm Mmmmmmmmm creamy slit Ooooh fuckkk OooohOooohOooohOoooh (stomach going from tight to still tighter) OooohOooohOooohOoooh my fuck.. Ooo my.. (taking a deep shaky breath) my.. Ooo fuckkk” the tongue still flicking, Clarissa breathing is a myth. A spank across the ass, “(gasp) You.. Ohhh my, my..” Angie grinned, flexing her fingers as her tongue left the wet pussy, “.. fuckkk (a deep breath) Mmm Mmmm OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk yesssssssss OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” as the thoughts of Moan Down at the Beach faded.

Sara’s Self Discovery Part 5 [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

As we were walking I once again fell behind and watched as the wind would lift the rear of her skirt exposing her bottom to any who cared to look.
A few did so, often with classic double takes as they suddenly understood what they were seeing.
Catching up to Sara I said that I loved the looks of the other people when they saw that you had no panties on.

One older gent walked face first into a lamp post while trying to decide if what he saw, was what he thought he saw.
It was all I could do to keep from laughing out loud.

We entered a small boutique that handled local artisans clothing.
OK Sara, look around and let me know if there is anything you like.
Sara picked out a beautiful handmade silk scarf that had a sea green motif that accented her pale white skin.

I told her it was as beautiful as she was, however I want to make it look more beautiful.
As I said this I pulled from my pocket Sara’s collar. Read more »

I bought a house to whore myself out from [F] 19

Ok let me explain for the juicy stuff skip to paragraph 3-4. So in my country individual prostitution is legal. Also sorry for cheating as this is my job as well as being a stripper. Right let me just describe myself first so you get the picture. 5’0 105lbs blonde petite or busty petite and I work out daily. So I am in a good financial situation from my stripping and on new years I decide to take a leap to hopefully set myself up for life. I buy a house with a decent view of a loach that is isolated but still only like an hours drive from glasgow. (Just saying this was all completed before the 3rd as no one really wanted the house) Read more »

Mommy & Mark: Dinner is Served [FemDom][Punishment][BDSM][FM]

Without hesitation, Mark fell face-first into Mommy’s wet cunt. Juices slurped around in his mouth as he moved his face around her hole. Mommy was gracious enough to prepare the meal tableside for Mark. The least he could do was show her some gratitude.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” Mom asked

“Yes, ma’am. Thank you for the nourishment,” Mark replied in between catching his breath.

His tongue started flicking her clit again. Only Mark’s tongue could touch her. If he was greedy then he was punished. The more he sucked on her clit the larger it grew. His hands tingled. He knew he could please his Mommy with more than his tongue. His fingers twitched at the thought of grabbing her breasts or pulling her hips closer to his mouth. Mommy kept moving her pussy away from Mark. The more she moved the harder things became.

Mark did a fantastic job eating mommy’s pussy. His face was covered in her wetness. She wasn’t sure if it was just her juices or his spit but she was messy. Mommy didn’t enjoy feeling that wet. She moved onto all fours and presented her asshole to Mark. His eyes grew wide. There was a messy trail from her pussy to her asshole. Mark knew what his next job was. Read more »

The Story of Cunt – Day Five [serial] [BDSM] [Forced Feminization] [MF/FF]

Day Five

Cunt woke up, feeling the sticky residue on her face. She took a quick moment to clean her face before Mistress arrived. Anticipating Mistress’ arrival, Cunt fixed her collar, held her leash and got down on her knees in front of the door. Mistress entered moments later, happy to see the obedient slut before her. She patted her on the head, took her leash from her and off they went. They arrived in a sterile room, looking like a mixture between a pristine bathroom and medical theatre. Cunt was shackled to the ground in position and awaited what was to come, as Mistress walked away behind her.

This is when Cunt heard water. She took a guess at what was to come, which was confirmed when she felt something invade her asshole. This wasn’t some thing plastic object either. This was a thick, cold metallic object opening her up, preparing her for the arrival of what she could only hope was warm water. She was being given an enema. The water shot into her with the force of a sledgehammer, making her wince, ending as soon as it began. Well, ending step one at least. She was no preparing for step two. Read more »

Emily’s Submission, Part 2 [Gangbang] [Group] [BDSM]

Emily’s life had changed so much in the past several weeks. Not only had she had sex with her professor and two other professors she didn’t even know, but she had become comfortable with the fact that she was a submissive slut who longed to please men and be used by them. That revelation in itself changed almost everything about her—the way she dressed, interacted with strangers, and spent her free time. Professor Manning had become her Dom, and she loved him for that. He had showered her with gifts, affection, pleasure, and stern correction when needed. He opened her eyes so that she finally felt that she had a reason and an outlet for being such a perfectionist in nature.

And their relationship wasn’t strictly about the sex either. Professor Manning, along with his colleagues, had opened up opportunities for Emily. They helped her discover that she was interested in being a lawyer, and, with their connections, were helping her prepare for and be admitted into a top tier law school. She even got an internship with the state Attorney General’s office for the upcoming summer. She was truly happy and her life seemed to be coming together. Read more »