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Bi-Hooker; Bye Crook [MMF][Blindfold][blkmail]

As taken from my blog: s.c.mauthor.kinky-blogging.com

Meet Kristoff and Clarissa. A stunning blonde couple relaxing and enjoying a late and light lunch, before the work planned for the evening ahead. Everything about this couple stands out. They’re both gorgeous specimens of health and beauty. Immaculately dressed, manicured, pedicured and both sporting real golden tans and brilliant white smiles.

Lets look first at Clarissa, mid twenties, athletic build, dressed and shoed in a chic Gucci evening dress ensemble; coloured subtle shades of deep red. No jewelry on slender fingers or bared collarbones. Just a simple and understated pair of diamond studs glinting out from the curled blonde locks. Prominent cheekbones are softened by full pouting lips but accentuated by large ice blue eyes, curled lashes and modelled brows. Very much dressed to kill but smiling and laughing at ease with her counterpart sat opposite.

Now Kristoff, the easiest way to describe him is “Viking in a business suit”. Well over 6 feet with the same curling blonde hair but not styled, just falling effortlessly and perfectly down his long strong neck, reaching out to his broad shoulders. Chiselled, hawk like features with piercing deep blue eyes. A strong and clean shaven jaw moves laconically as he swaps small talk. His hands are at odds with the clearly well toned body beneath the light grey business suit. Flawlessly manicured and soft with deft fingers where one would expect to see coarse fat digits. He’s never done a day’s manual labour in his life. Read more »

[reluc][oral] Fiance’ pays for my mistakes (x-post from dirty writing prompts.)

“We don’t have any money here” was the first thing she thought to say. “You did,” replied the taller of the two men, pressing the barrel of his gun against the back of my head, forcing my face down. “Or, he did, at least. Our money, and a lot of it.”

“There’s a TV, laptops. Just take what you want and go.” she said, a picture of trembling defiance in her negligee, silhouetted in the kitchen doorway, one hand steadying herself against the frame, fingers tight, tips pressed to the painted wood. “Not even close to enough, sweetie,” he answered. “And besides, we aren’t here to collect. Your little boyfriend here is going to be an example to what happens to people that don’t take their debts seriously.” The barrel was an oppressive presence against my scalp, I visualized my brain meat spread across the floor, my fingernails pulled out, bones twisted to cracking. My heart was beyond racing, it quivered in my chest, a cold flush running over me. Read more »

Laura [FM] [str8]

Laura was a 18 years girl, with an average body but a great personality. She loved to walk alone in the forest near her home, feeling the fresh air and hearing the wind in the trees. One day during her walk, as she saw a car coming in her direction, she felt a vivid pain in her arm. There was a dart in her arm. Her mind quickly became confused and sleepy. Had it been shoot from the car ? What did want these people ? She couldn’t think more before falling unconscious. Read more »

“The best New Year’s ever” – or, my first bisexual MMF.

Disclaimer: this story is 90% straight, but has a small amount of guy-on-guy. Look away if that shocks you. But it was the hottest fucking experience of my life, bar none.

Okay, so, I had broken up with my ex about 3 months before this. I wasn’t that torn up, but, I was out of the whole dating/sex scene, until this night, on New Year’s Eve. I was horny as fuck.
I was out with a few of my friends at this big dance club event. Of the group of about 10 who were at this event together, there was one of my best friends (24M, Glen) and his girlfriend (24F, Alissa). They had been teasing me about my recent dry spell.

The night was GREAT. A few of the group had taken MDMA and were getting very kissy. We were all on the dance floor and one of the girls, Sarah, kept giving everyone “pillow kisses” – the softest, lightest kiss, on the lips. She was very friendly. I thought I was going to hook up with her but, she was doing it with everyone. But it served to make me even more ridiculously horny than I already was. Read more »

Getting Started [MF] [oral]

Jessa and I started going fairly steady after that trip; it wasn’t common knowledge in the hiking club, but certain people did figure it out (including Sam, a junior in the club who had had a relationship with Jessa the previous semester). It didn’t bother us too much, because we had never actually discussed our ‘relationship status’ and were very much in a physical relationship.

She never came over to my place – an apartment shared with a senior couple and their dog. I transferred into school that spring, and just found an empty room to stay in. I spent probably two to three nights a week at Jessa’s for the remaining few weeks of school; that included weekend nights, when we’d fuck on a fairly regular basis. I actually don’t remember my first time having sex, but I do remember some pretty awesome times with Jessa. Read more »

[M/F] Hot Hockey MILF leads to a brief affair that ends up melting the ice

About:

This is a true story and I am sorry if it’s a little long. I got to writing it and, once I began remembering all the strong emotions and what I was feeling at the time, I just could not stop. It was a few years ago so I was, at the time, about 40. I call myself a typical average guy. Not tall but not short (5’8”), not skinny but not fat (155 lbs.) not ripped but not flabby (a bit better than a dad bod) and not huge but tiny under my jeans (6” long and about 5” around). Add to that short brownish (now adding a bit if grey) hair and deep blue eyes and you get a typical, average guy. Carmen was something else though. Otherworldly. At the time she was in her early 50’s but you never would have know it. Petite (5’2″), slight (110 lbs.), an ass toned from years of jogging, and (as I would later find out) firm, natural breasts that in now way belonged on a woman her age who had given birth to two boys. She had shoulder length auburn hair and the kindest, deep brown, almost black eyes that you could just get lost in. Add to that (again, as I would later find out) years of pent-up sexual energy, it all lent itself to a lot of fun, a bit of heart break and, eventually, even more crazy. Read on… Read more »

A story for a naughty little princess.

*Slight Backstory*

She’s my best friend’s ex, we talked during the next few days and realized have pretty much the exact same kinks, and this is a story a wrote for her and got very satisfying feedback from her.

It’s my first post ever in r/EroticLiterature, I hope it’s enjoyable enough (:

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*The story*

I went to her university to visit a few friends, we met with them, have a little chit chat, I meet some of her class mates and some of her faculty mates.

After everyone leaves she tries to leave (since she’s trying not to have an alone moment with me because she’s afraid of getting fucked real good).

I grab her arm and pull her to me. Grab the back of her neck. Pull her close and get close to her ear:

“You are coming with me.”

“You know we can’t do this.”

“shut up and just come with me”

“Alright, let me pick up my things”

After she’s done, we go to my car, she didn’t have any more class that day so I offer to drive her home. She calls and tells her parents I’m going to drive her home. Read more »

After years, I get a booty call from my first gf, and it turns out she’s quite freaky :) (dp, face fucking, gentle femdom)

So, I did not mean for this to be so lengthy, but I was kind of reliving this as I was typing. It takes a couple of unexpected turns, to say the least. If you read this to the end, you’ll probably at least get a boner or a sploosh out of it, maybe even cum?

This story happened in my mid 20’s…

I dated this girl, “Jess”, in late middle school and early high school. We were each others’ first, in every way. We experimented sexually more than many adult couples do. We were head over heels for each other. Our parents found out we were fucking, and we were banned from seeing each other. We were ripped apart, and we attended different schools and virtually never saw each other. For a few years after that, we’d meet up a few times and fuck like rabbits in the park or out in the country. Having never had any closure from our relationship ending, it was always very passionate. We eventually started dating other people, and I took off to college after graduation, and she remained in our small little southern town. Read more »

TLDR Gave a stranger $40 for a blowjob [m/f]

This happened about ten years ago and was very uncharacteristic of me.

It was almost 3am, and I was just leaving work after an unplanned network maintenance. Figuring my wife wouldn’t have left anything for me to eat in the fridge, and not being much open that time of night in the edge of nowhere outer suburbs, I pulled into the only 24 hour gas station and mini market along the way home.

As I’m perusing the selection of frozen foods, packaged sandwiches, and long over cooked dogs, I can hear the only other customer giving the cashier a hard time about something. The woman’s complaints are rising in volume as my burrito is warming in the microwave. When I finally have assembled my three course junk food meal and am ready to pay, the woman has worked herself up to a full rage, screaming at the poor guy to stop being an asshole and just break her $100. As this point I assess the situation. The woman looks to be in her late 30’s, maybe early 40’s. She has dark hair and a hint of some color in her complexion, like she might be of Mediterranean or middle eastern descent, but she didn’t get much sun. She had a lot of curves, heavier than I tend to find interesting but hers was still a shapely body, maybe a size 14. She had on a white sleeveless shirt that looked like silk and hung loosely, showing a lot of cleavage and a gold chain, and she wore some sort of stretchy black slacks that were tight but didn’t look like they pinched. I’m always surprised by how tight women will wear clothing, I can’t stand to have the sensation of anything squeezing or binding me, specially my pants. Read more »

Catfight

“He looked at them both, made them suffer from the degradation of just kneeling in front of him, as the king he was. He grabbed their hair and pulled their heads back so they stared up at him. I felt that sting of jealousy that always comes with a hint of arousal. As it always have done. I could feel, without touching, that my pussy was getting wet. Mr. B was looking down on the other girls, moving their heads around for a bit. They were breathing heavily. “So, you little sluts. You want this cock?” S was fast at responding. “YES!” she almost screamed. A hard slap landed on her cheek and she made the cutest scared noise. “You call me fucking SIR!” he grunted. She started crying quietly, I could hear her soft whimpering and sobbing. Mr. B continued. “So, you want this cock, huh? Then you better fight about it” he said with the biggest smile I’ve ever seen on his face. S was again fastest and pushed J away, so hard that J fell to the floor. She basically jumped on Mr. B’s cock and started sucking it wildly, desperately. J recovered fast, got up and pulled S’s long, blonde hair backwards, held it down and started sucking Mr B’s cock, also desperately. He was so pleased, smiled from ear to ear and his cock was harder than I’ve ever seen it. I got so mad, I wanted to jump out of the bed, punch both the girls in the face and give him the blowjob of his life. But I couldn’t. My place was in the bed, getting degraded. Suffer. I knew if I did good now, I would get the load. On my face, in my ass, in my mouth, on my tits or in my pussy, I didn’t know for sure, but I knew that I was gonna get it.” Read more »