Fiancé and I got freaky at a rest stop [FM]

So it is now the 2nd day of our drive back to Cali, and my fiancé made it very clear after giving him road head and almost crashing no distractions while driving. And I promised him okay no distractions while he’s driving.

However he didn’t say anything about doing anything when we weren’t driving. So while at a rest stop where he just wanted to stretch his legs I looked around and saw there was barely anybody else with us. So my dirty mind decided to have some fun with him. When Ben was about to get back in the car I stopped and dropped to my knees in front of him.

Now at first he was like, “Babe come on you promised no distractions.” But i told him that I promised no distractions while driving, and we weren’t driving at the moment. So he let me continue, with taking his cock out of his jeans and I gave him a blowjob and this time he could fully enjoy it.

27M Milf’s sub

My mistress and I went for an afternoon drive this last weekend along the Cherohala skyway in East tenn we are discussing movies and who was better in what role when we had a disagreement, and I said I was right. She pulls over and tells me to step out of the car.

Our relationship is master/slave and she can be very demanding on me for my own good.

I step out of her car. We are at a pull off and surprisingly no one is around. She pops the trunk from inside the car and tells me i’ve lost clothing privileges and to strip and deposit them into the trunk. I comply as she smirks at me in the side mirror. I close the trunk and ask permission to get back in the car. She pretends to think about it for a second, pulls forward a few feet then says I can get in. I get in and she reaches up and unlocks the soft top then lowers it. I am very exposed.

She does’t let me wear clothes the rest of the day and part of the next morning.

Empire Vader – Ch 8 (Vader, Apailana, Jamilia, Neeyutnee, Queens, Royal Breeding, Corruption, Domination, Sith, Creampie, Rough, Hardcore, Breeding, Impregnation, Star Wars)

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Summary: Vader continues his work on Naboo by having a lovely meeting with the current and former Naboo Queens.

Vader’s calm and dominating gaze passed over the three women. Dressed in black robes with armored plating similar to his outfit of choice from the Clone Wars, the man with dark brown hair would have been intimidating, even if he weren’t looking over Queen Apailana’s throne.

Eventually, the Emperor of the Galactic Empire looked past the throne and out into the wide streets of Theed.

The eighteen-year-old waited on bended knee. In Apailana’s mind, all she could think about was her people. She wanted to be brave for them and brave because of her other queenly predecessors like Amidala, who had faced down an invasion of the Trade Federation when she was younger than Apailana was now.

But at the moment, she could barely muster the will to breathe, let alone be frightened. The inability to look scared or even cry was actually quite the boon for the ruler. Like the two women on their knees to either side of her, her lovely face was made up with ceremonial facepaint while a majestic outfit (which was quite heavy and troubling to walk in) adorned her body.

Sorority spring break! [F]

Me and some of my sorority sisters decided we needed a break and loaded up a car and drove to the beach together for spring break. This isn’t anything out of the ordinary for us but we all decided we wanted to get absolutely wild. One of my friends had just broken up with her boyfriend and another was on a dry spell.

The best thing that happened was we were drinking with an older couple and the wife dared me to give her husband a bj in their tent shade on the beach. It was not the last time I saw them on vacation!

Helping Hands (M/F/F, handjob, blowjob, deepthroat, reluctance)

From outside the reserved classroom door, she could hear the shlicks of lubricated hands. That sound used to send shivers up her spine before they became as familiar as traffic noises in a downtown apartment. Michelle wasn’t sure that was a good thing. She took a deep breath, staring at the hand-made sign covering the door’s window: ✋ Helping Hands 🤚. It was her hands they had traced, her club they had joined.

It hadn’t been for the extra credits, though the extra credits were a welcomed bonus. When Donald Langdon lost both his hands in that horrific shop accident, Michelle rode the wave of sympathy to his rescue. Or had it been a wave of pity? Two months later, only the Helping Hands club seemed to still care about poor Donald, and even then, its members were dwindling. For now, Michelle considered the turnover ‘weeding out girls who never really cared about Donald,’ but her hands cramped at the terrifying thought of one day being the only one left caring.

[MF] 26/24 She had a lot to learn

Things started with us through a friend of a friend. She was twenty-four. I was twenty-six, and we met at a bar. She had long brown hair, about 5’8″, nice curves, not fat and not thin, and an innocent voice and laugh that made it way hotter that she so clearly wanted to hook-up. I don’t even think she realized what she wanted, at first. I wasn’t planning on anything happening, besides a few beers and laughs, and I don’t think she consciously wanted anything, but over time she learned.

The Quiet Girl in the Library has an Oral Fixation, Pt. 3 [M/M/F, Facefuck, Titfuck, Public]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/u1pogj/the_quiet_girl_in_the_library_has_an_oral/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/u63set/the_quiet_girl_in_the_library_has_an_oral/)

***

Well, it was bound to happen at some point. We got **caught**.

After that second time, Aly and I settled into a kind of rhythm. We would both be in the basement stacks of the library on the same day at the same time a few times a week. Without fail–and often with virtually no words exchanged–Aly would slip out of her seat, fall between my legs, and suck me off.

Some days it was a slow, sensual blowjob. I would recline lazily, spreading my legs while Aly worked that magical tongue up and down my shaft. Other days I felt more dominant and rough. I’d grab her dark brown hair and pump that wet little hole hard against my pelvis. She seemed to particularly enjoy the intensity–if her choked moaning was anything to go by.

I suppose you could say we got too comfortable. We stopped paying much attention to our surroundings. It was always so *dead* in the bottom stacks. She became noiser and I did too, which only made her moans grow louder.

[MF] My Sister Sucks My Cock During Our Camping Trip Part 9 [Incest]

“Bro, I can’t believe you ate your sister out!” Carl said as we walked in the woods to pick up some wood for a fire. We had all left the beach and driven to another part of the woods to set up camp. Janey, Liz, and Josephine were setting up their tents as Carl and I picked up some wood.

“What do you think about that?” I asked him.

Carl laughed. “It was definitely a surprise! Your sister is hot, like really hot! I had no idea that you two were…hooking up.”

“It actually started on this trip,” I said. “Last night, Janey snuck in my tent and gave me a blowjob. She said it was an apology for being such a brat to me all these years.”

“No shit! That is crazy!” Carl said. “I mean she has been a pain in the ass to you for years. You’ve always complained about her to me. Were you weirded out that she wanted to give you a blowjob?”

“No. I figured that she had to be drunk because that seemed like the only possible reason for her wanting to suck me off,” I said. I grabbed some wood from the ground and tucked them under my arm. “But, she was so adamant about doing it and I knew she was serious.”

Watching My Wife Take a Facial in an Alley [MF]

Nice was not a place for the poor. And we, my wife Anne and I, were poor. We were backpacking across Europe on a shoestring budget. Nice was a beautiful city, but it was designed for those with money to spend. We spent the morning in the sun drenched courtyard of the youth hostel and plotted our escape to cheaper climates.

As we sat there a man ran up to use with a friendly greeting. We had first met Scott at the hostel in Marseille. Today he was returning from a trip to Monaco. He seemed desperately lonely as he raved to us about how excellent, friendly and spotlessly clean Monaco had been. Of all the people we’d met on our honeymoon, Scott seemed the most ill-suited to the life of a backpacker. Nothing, outside of Monaco, had lived up to his expectations and he complained about every person he’d met. Which was strange, since almost everyone we’d met had been extremely friendly.

The entire purpose of Scott’s trip, as far as we could tell, was to meet women who were away from home for the first time in their lives, free from all taboos and all supervision. He planned to guide these naïve young women into every aspect of their sexuality. He was failing miserably, since his only approach was to tell the women exactly that.

Dressing Room Debauchery

I went into the area by the dressing rooms, looking for my niece who was taking forever trying her new school clothing on, which was my birthday gift for her. As I waited this chubby woman was standing there with two cheap blouses and skirt that looked like low end secretary clothes. She was an average looking youngish woman perhaps a mother but hardly a MILF, dressed in Walmarts best with a tiny wedding ring and ok pierced tits with no bra. She seemed frustrated and almost teary which I saw as an opening, so I faked concern asked her what the problem was. She blurted out that she had just gotten a job and needed a work outfit for her first day, but couldn’t really afford them and their credit card was maxed out since her husband had been fired. Then hearing my solicitous tone, she turned and looked me in the eye and asked if I could help her out. I told her sure, but said one good turn deserved another, if she saw my point. I pointed her towards her changing room and she hesitated for a second before walking in as I followed her close behind, pulling the partition door shut. She turned to me and clearly intending to kiss me as she reached down to rub my hard cock, but I quickly said no. I whispered that I had no idea where her mouth and been, but seeing what kind of girl she was, I wanted her to pull off her shirt, get on her knees and suck my cock. She looked like she had been slapped, and her eyes gleamed with tears, but her nipples also popped out and as I guessed humiliation seemed to get her hot, I figured it probably had since her earliest days in middle school blowing high school boys in the back of the school bus.
She seemed a bit stunned, so I tweaked her pierced nipples quite hard then gently pushed her down to a squat. Then as she looked up at me submissively, I motioned her to pull off her shirt, which she did. She shivered a bit and I enjoyed her momentary discomfort at exposing her tits, less because she was naked but because she knew her boobs were barely adequate. With intentional cruelty, I kept her off balance by noting she had better give good head since she definitely wasn’t going to win guys or pay bills with her nothing much body. Obviously insults worked with her, as she flushed with arousal as she moved to unzip me and pull out my rigid cock. To be fair, she gave a pretty good blowjob and obviously had had practice. As my cock slid past her lips and into her worm wet mouth, she applied suction and tongue with expertise and real passion. It’s always fun to see someone who enjoys what they are doing and takes perverse pride in their degradation. She didn’t make too much noise but kept things well lubricated and used her hand and even licked my balls occasionally. At one point she looked up and made eye contact, which was good and then stopped, surprised because she saw me recording her tawdry efforts with my phone. I just used my free hand to push her head back on my cock and was impressed that she seemed to take most of it in her mouth. It wasn’t deep throat, but it wasn’t bad either. I was in a bit of a hurry, so I didn’t try and stretch things out, so she got no warning for me when I started to pump jets of cum in her mouth, but I made sure she got it all by helpfully clamping down on her head just in case she was tempted to pull off. I love a good facial, but this wasn’t the time or place.
I zipped up as she stood up and put her shirt back on. I handed her enough cash and told her she could keep the change though I wasn’t sure it had been worth it. I said she needed practice and that if she hadn’t figured it out, my guess was she’d be on her knees at her new job sucking off at least her boss before noon the first day. Then I got her to give me her cell number saying I’d text her pictures of our ‘date’. To my surprise and carefully hidden delight, she rather boldly asked me if I wanted to do it again some time, so I dismissively but loudly told her with a body like hers, she’d need to get practice with a fairly large butt plug because she was going to have to do anal next time. I could hear at least two of the sales-girls giggle since they heard me insulting her, as intended. Days later as she was bent over in a parking garage with my cock thrusting deep in her ass, she told me buying those clothes with those high school age girls sneering at her and making blowjob gestures was humiliating but had also made her cum.
Coming out of the dressing rooms, my tiny blonde niece, with her outsized fake tits and all, was waiting for me, and I could tell she had heard the whole thing and thought it was both hilarious and hot. Back at my apartment, as she knelt between my legs, thanking me orally, she asked me if she gave a better blowjob than that sucker at the store. I replied that with tits like her’s she didn’t have to, but that she was very good, with felating skills that rivaled her mother’s. Then I reached down and pulled her up, gently settling her pussy to slide down my cock for a nice fuck.