The joys of delivering pizza [18]

I think I found the greatest job in the world.
Last month, I graduated high school, and went in search of a job for the summer.
My parents told me that if I wanted to have cash for spending, I would have to earn it.
So off I went in search of employment.

I discovered that the working world wanted people with years of practical experience, along with skills that matched the companies needs.
How was I going to get the required experience, if no one was willing to hire me.
Interview, after interview, I was told we’ll get back to you.
Of course, I never heard back from any of them.

Two weeks ago, my buddies, and I went out for pizza, at our local hangout.
While we sat waiting for our food, the owner walked over to the front door, and hung a sign that read.
“Delivery driver wanted, inquire within.”
figuring I had nothing to lose, I snatched up the sign, and walked over to the owner.
“Mr Green, I would like to work for you, I have a good driving record, no tickets, and I’m always on time, on top of that I don’t have much else to do this summer.”

Tied up after the seminar [Non-consensual][Bondage][Rough Play][Bisexual][Anal][BJ][Spanking][Fictional]

Jason sat at the bar at the Kings Crown hotel, a five-star establishment which hosted the annual BDSM conference. A large man, with broad shoulders thickly muscled arms, a barrel chest and powerful legs. His well-defined muscles were hidden by his formal attire, a plain black suit with a purple tie. He had a handsome face, according to his wife at least, with military cut dark brown hair and grey starting to color his temples. He picked up his scotch staring into the void while thinking on the seminar that had just ended. It was a new form of bondage he had never tried before; the premise was to give ones partner a body suit of rope that leaves the breasts and lips visible while also putting pressure on the clit with movement. It didn’t restrain the wearer in the least and this bothered him, “What was the point…” he mused softly to himself. The technique had a couple of versions and modifications that could be made to restrain the wearer which were more to his liking, but the effort seemed prohibitive.

“Fuck me like I don’t matter.” [MF]

Our first time fucking consisted of four hours on-and-off pounding. She’d said she likes it rough (they always do) but after two minutes, she had to reassess (they also do). Very small, very curvy, nice brown eyes, and an extreme enthusiasm for sucking cock. Oh, and dimples. Truth be told, her dimples were my favorite part.

This particular followup visit was fun, too. She put her tongue ring in for the occasion and gave me a wet and eager blowjob, even donned some lacy lingerie with holes in the right places.

I like small girls – it’s impressive when they can take everything thrown at them and still want more. She was no exception.

I was on top, railing her to the point that she was falling off the bed. She scooted back and threw a hand up to my shoulder, then put one around my throat. I smiled and said, “Oh, you want to play?” She bit her lip and squeezed a bit, so I returned the favor. I had a tighter grip, and I was in the better position to move her hand away after her eyes slightly unfocused, remove my hand, and Nosferatu her neck, leaving a splotch of red and purple. War paint, love marks, battle scars – call it what you will.

Me and my wife’s friend (Part 6) <blackmail> <friend> <bondage> <swinger club>

Chapter 5: Dorian (continued)

I was holding her hand and taking her through the corridor to the private rooms. Dorian was fully naked, while i had pulled my clothes back on. I was sad that there were not much people to see her like this…

When we finally found an empty private room, a further 10 minutes had already passed. I knew I only had half an hour with her before Anya’s massage was done.

I didn’t want Anya to see me with Dorian. Anya despised her. Anya used to call her fake and arrogant. I think Anya was seriously jealous of Dorian. She might have noticed how I used to check Dorian out back in college.

But more than me not wanting Anya to see me with Dorian, Dorian herself did not want Anya to see her there. Dorian had created such an image for herself back in college, she did not want anyone to think that she was a blowjob slut deep inside.

And that, i thought, would be useful here. Regardless of how badly she did not want to have sex with me, she still wanted to finish whatever I wanted her to do before Anya came. In essence, she would be ready to comply.

[voy] Amelia Part 2

Amelia normally mundane retail job felt like each minute was hours. She was scheduled to go to a small house party with her friend Jenae later this evening.

She really wanted to see her friend and spend some venting. She was tired of babying customers or being oogled by her roommate or being condescended to by her boss.

She bought a diet root beer and taped the reciept to the outside of the bottle to let managment know she hadn’t stole it. No employee discount on drinks or snacks, unfortunately. She could swear she could still taste the jizz in her mouth and it seemed to taste more sour and vile to her because the person it came from didn’t even appreciate it.

Do all of these people suck cock? Most of her customers were females, usually middle aged or so. She looked at mom trying to corral her four kids and stop them from misbehaving.

She could probably suck a little more cock, Amelia thought.

(MF)(18+) Making His Senses Haywire (Part 1?)

Charlie and I LOVE our sex life. I always want him to dominate me in some way. I absolutely love when He’s suspending me in the air with shibari and an anal hook, or walking in public with a remote vibrator, sending wave after wave of vibrational tourture through my body. My absolute favorite was when I had to constantly wear a ball gag in my mouth, covered by the covid masks that we always had to wear in public. It makes being obediant that much easier.

Every once and a while I would have my chance though; tie him up, peg Him while pulling on his collar. But never anything too dominant-related. But this time I reaaaaallly had an idea. I’m a smaller woman, nearly flat chested, short 5’1 mixed girl with gorgeous curly hair, and cute little butt. If I stand a certain way, my pussy will peak at you ;)! But Charlie…. oh my is he built like a Greek God. The wavy hair, curly beard and a chiseled body that looked as if he was made by the finest sculptor. His cock is what makes me be submissive to him. The 9 inch length….the girth… every time I watch a video of Him fucking me, I can never believe that my pussy can take it all!

Amelia [Chapter one] [voy, oral]

(New to writing erotica)

Amelia sat on the edge of her bed naked, dripping wet from her recent shower. She could feel tears welling up in her eyes. At 26, she felt like such a failure. It seems like all of her friends were living much more fufilling lives. She couldn’t bare to look at Facebook and see another photo of her girlfriends going on some trip with their incrediably photogenic boyfriend.

She had gotten broken up with over text and although it was a few days ago it still felt like gut punch. She really liked this last guy and she had spent too much time mentally investing in him. Imaging wedding nights and anniversaries, lazy nights in and soft pecks on the cheek.

What made it sting even worse is he broke up with her via text after she gave her first blowjob. She felt humiliated.

Amelia was still a virgin and sex gave her anxiety. She wanted to lose it to the right guy but none of her relationships seem to last that long and she would freeze up and pull away. She wasn’t asexual. She wanted to have a sex life but couldn’t seem to get over the initial reticience. And now that it’s been so long she just didn’t want to give it up so easily now.

Sex with my high school maths teacher [F] [M]

I went to an all boys school back in India and I had the biggest crush on my Maths teacher in high school. She was in her Mid 20’s and had a body of a porn star almost. Natural C cups and a perfect round ass. She wore sarees a lot so I could just see her amazing figure. I was so obsessed with this women I would literally go home and blow a load picturing me fucking her big juicy ass.

Along came graduation and my school journey ended. In school I was a scrawny kid who didn’t have much going but after school I started hitting the gym and saw some crazy gains. This is when things got interesting. I went to my local gym and guess who I see, it was first time seing ms.chaterjee in gym clothes.

She was wearing dark grey leggings with a grey crop top. She just looked so fine. I spoke with her to see if she recognise me and to my surprise she was shoo admittedly as I’ve changed so much. Anyways it was just casual conversations for about a year until I finally got the balls to ask her out on a date.

Co-worker would head home to her husband filled with my cum. [MF]

After things had ended with the hippie MILF I dated for a few months, things really slowed down for me in terms of relationships as I just chose to focus on work. During this time, I left my old job and began managing/bartending at a lounge type bar where most of the clientele were older, blue-collar folks during the week, and more of a mixed crowd during the weekend. During this time, I had a brief affair with a woman that I worked with, who was easily at the very least 15 years older than me (probably early to mid- forties during this time). This woman we will call Cindy. She was a woman who had taken care of herself over the years (gym, eating right etc.). She had a classic hourglass figure, tan complexion, a pretty face, full lips, big fake tits, and nice round ass. During her shifts, Cindy would always be dressed in a very sexy/flirty manner. She knew the type of body she had; and she would flaunt it to get better tips. She would always be showing off her amazing cleavage, often paired with skin-tight pants or dangerously short skirts, and nice pair of simple heels or wedges to go along with the whole outfit.

Chpt 1. Caught

His name is Matt he’s only about a year older than me and we have been friends since we were kids. Constantly spending Time at each other’s houses staying close friends all the way through high school and even going to the same college. When it came time for us to move out of our parents house is it kind of felt like it only made sense for us to move in together since we probably spend most of our time at one of the other persons house anyway. There has never been any romantic feelings between us we’re friends that’s it. At least not from him it was around high school when I started to get feelings for him. Of course I wouldn’t act on it we were best friends and he never let on that he ever felt anything like that for me anyway. Plus they were all the other girls, it felt like he was constantly jumping from one girlfriend to the next with me there in the background the whole time.