Tag: BJ

Collared, plugged and squirted [MF]

This was a weeknight quicky.

Earlier this week Lily was particularly horny. We ended up in bed and she was on her back with her legs spread wide open. She had her wand on her clit and was enjoying the feeling. I teased her by slowly thrusting just the tip in her soaking hole.

She begged and begged to be properly fucked. She was pleading for me to give her at least another inch, a little more. The teasing was driving get wild. I wanted her to a have a slow build up orgasm.

After about ten minutes her legs started shaking, I placed them on my shoulders and let her ride the wave. Her breathing became erratic and her eyes rolled back. I felt her pussy clamp down on me and then she started convulsing as an epic orgasm ran through her. Quickly she became hyper sensitive and tossed the wand off to the side.

I pulled out and embraced her in post coital bliss. Lily was bummed that I didn’t ejaculate. I reiterated that tonight was about her. I knew i would get my turn.

Fast forward to last night. Read more »

I [F] “helped” my virgin friend at the mall. [29F]

A virgin among my male friends. I’ve been friends with him pretty much my entire life. I’m his complete opposite, in case that wasn’t obvious from my prior posts. I’m really sex positive and have a lot of sex drive naturally.

He has always taken my jabs at him seriously. mainly because I know how it affects him, and partly because I know he won’t do anything drastic. I just want to watch him get really fascinated and passionate in bed. I’ve performed handjobs for him in the past to relieve his sexual tension. I don’t have blue eyes, yet I may make fun of others. You are being incredibly cruel by doing that.

We were sat in the parking lot of the mall. I had a pot edible about 30 minutes ago, when it had just started to take off. I became aware that he was looking down at my legs and chest after we had finished speaking. It shouldn’t come as a surprise that I dress quite promiscuously when I go out. The emphasis is enjoyable. Read more »

Fucked my mates wife [MF]

I (34m) fucked my mates wife (30f), size 6, double dd and 5ft; a few weeks ago after a Halloween party in my house.
They stayed over and my mate (35m) passed out on the sofa, was a good boy put him to the spare bed and all didn’t shave his head like I warned him about.
Me and his wife stayed up everyone had left and was tidying up drinking a bit more as we did. Both went out for a smoke and chatted shit tbh nothing special tho hard to not look at her tits as she was in this like Harley Quinn bikini top outfit and fuck me it was 🔥

Ended up like talking about old times and that. And being sat beside each other she just leaned in and kissed me and tbh was stunned like tf it came out of no where and we sat there. She leaned in again this time stopping a bit so I grabbed her head and kissed her tongue deep in her mouth.
Her hand found my cock which was solid and she rubbed it then undid my trousers and popped it out and she just swallowed it. Was up there as one of the bjs I’ve ever had. Read more »

I [F] enjoyed the filthy rush of a risky public blowjob in an unclean environment! [F28]

Everyone has something to conceal. Something that has appeal, yet people are hesitant to admit it because they worry about being judged. It entails me sucking my cock in questionable danger zones. You recognize what I mean: a filthy porta potty in a secluded area or a trashcan in an unclean alley.

I’ve been in that predicament before: you’re having a good time with your friends or out clubbing then you run into a guy and decide you don’t want to go home, so you go to the bathroom. I enjoy how nasty it feels to get down on my knees on a wet floor, whether it’s from pee or water that was spilled from the sink. The fact that a cock is in front of me right now is all that matters.

Back to Black [MF]

“You have an amazing resume, miss,” her prospective employer says.
“I know,” she asserts. She sits at his desk in her power suit, coffee in a styrofoam cup. After years, interviewing for an office job feels weird. However. Right?
“Mmh.” Sits. “It’s unfortunate. Isn’t it?”
“What?!” She gasps.
Interviewer: “Please, miss.” “Finding the truth is easy. A background check won’t exempt you from using Felicity Fox for most of your career.”
“Felicity…?” dizzy. Is this some strange power move? She’s never heard or used the name. Why is it familiar?
“Now, it says here,” he glances at a paper, “that you spent many years as a stripper, correct?”
“A…?” Ridiculous. Ludicrous. She should storm out after throwing coffee at him. “Y-yes,” she says. She suddenly recalls the clubs. Spotlight glare. Nightly stage shaking. Dancing dirty for tips. Her blonde locks and breasts swaying on a dildo to the clamor of an appreciative crowd.
Hands together. “You were an escort too.”
“A whore,” she declares. “I was whore.” She won’t even call what she did a title. She remembers instantly. Her first time getting fucked up the ass in a filthy alleyway, little cocktail dress raised up around her hips, the john pulling severely on her hair—at her request. Cheap hotel rooms and automobile backseats forever. Offering returning customers free blowjobs on holidays… or whenever she just wanted a cock between her lips…
“One thing’s unusual,” the interviewer remarks. “I haven’t worked in years. Why?”
“I…met someone,” she says. “His slave.” So many great memories: kneeling, offering her wrists to him, pleading to be his property. The joy of first putting the collar on her. Giving him all her earthly possessions without hesitation. Her existence was one long orgasm around his firm cock. Spending weeks naked in his house, being used whenever he wanted. The dungeon’s pain-pleasure hours. Getting her clit pierced and his name tattooed on her ass for his entertainment. Walking through sex clubs on a leash, happily fucking strangers.
What happened?
I bored him. Thrown outside in a thong and rusty boots. Pounding at the door, shouting and crying, asking to serve him again, promising to do better, anything to feel his cock inside her again. She was pitied by younger slaves. Thinking about that makes her cry.
The interviewer apologizes. “I don’t understand. Beautiful.”
Thanks. She flushes and straightens. Extends her tits. Why didn’t she wear more cleavage?
“Well.” Interviewer ponders. “Your management experience doesn’t fit what we’re seeking for.”
“… oh.” She looks down.
However, I sympathize with starting anew after a huge life change. His finger taps the desk. “I’d have to talk to the CEO, but maybe we can find another place for your special talents.”
She gasps. “Like?”
“On paper, your job title would probably be secretary or receptionist,” the interviewer continues. “You’re the office slut. Fucking higher-ups—including myself—on request. sleeping with prospects. Free lap dances for staff morale. Suchlike.”
“Amazing!” Wide-eyed. “Really?”
“I’m sorry, but…” Shrugs. “You’ll be working late. Much overtime. You’ll do anal, right?”
“Absolutely!” She’d buy a butt plug on the way home. Make sure her ass was ready for another cock. God, fucking for money? Her desire came realized. Shit. The thought makes her moist.
“Excellent.” Interviewers make notes. He rises and circles the desk. “One more thing, then. Do you mind showcasing your employment skills?”
“No.” Smiles and licks lips. “I kinda hoped you’d say that.”
“Okay.” He indicates his crotch.
Pressure’s on. Time for her best blowjob/titjob—or more if she can get him to try her other products. She joyfully kneels. She takes off her blazer and unbuttons her blouse, smiling at him and keeping eye contact like a good interviewee. When she has time, she rubs her pussy under her pants. Just for luck—she doesn’t think it would be prudent to cum all over his carpet. Hopefully, his desk will be different.
Right? If you must, why not do what you love?

Sedan Jungle in the Roaring Rain [37M/21F][Daddy Dom][DDlg][Rough Sex][Car Sex][Multiple Orgasm][Blowjob][Breeding]

Ever since that moment happened during the middle of the night on a stormy Sunday late one summer, I still can’t help but constantly think about how wonderful and rough and steamy my sex session in the backseat of a black Cadillac with my daddy.

It all began on a stormy night, it was 12:30 am and I was wearing a cute mocha plaid jumper dress with a white Polo shirt underneath. I was quietly sneaking out of my room and out of the house through the squeaky screen door going into the patio and slowly opening the gate before running from the pouring rain holding my llama plushie, who I lovingly call my Llamie and my rose gold smartphone. In front of me was his Cadillac, the lights off but the radio still on, struggling my way through the muddy hill and getting in the backseat where he was, wearing a hoodie and Batman pajama bottoms. as soon as i sat down next to him, I held onto my llama as we kissed as he lightly touches my boobs, our tongues wrestling with each other, our lips becoming one, whiskers lightly tickling me. He tasted so sweet and of a gentle ocean breeze, rolling and crashing the waves and bursts of forbidden fruit growing from strange, unworldly trees. Read more »

A Bully Caged, Part 2 [MM] [Bi] [Femdom] [Chastity] [BDSM]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/zce8mk/a_bully_caged_part_1_mm_bi_chastity_implied)

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Wes sits across from me, wearing a thick gray t-shirt. His sultry, serious expression is a far cry from what it had been only eight hours ago: a silent moan. I still can’t believe it. Wes, the worst person I know, is pierced, shaved, and *caged*. And, somehow even weirder, he’s sitting with me at the dinner table eating Ms. Simmons’ sesame tofu. He wouldn’t have been caught dead here only a month ago.

“Nice dinner,” he says. His eyes glaze over me and land on some corner of the room. I held his cock in my hand, and the motherfucker can’t even make eye contact with me. Not that I’m helping. We’ve been sitting for twenty minutes without a string of words longer than “do you need the salt?”

“Thank Ms. Simmons,” I say, “not me ”

I saw his shoulders tense up at the mention of her name.

“Wes,” I say, leaning forward, “where were you the past ten days?”

He puts his fork down and taps his foot a few times. “It’s a long story,” he says.

“Long stories have beginnings too.” Read more »

[MMF] PART 2: Wife gave a stranger and I a double-blowjob during night out

As I exited through the backdoor of the bar, I watched my wife and the stranger head behind a large garbage container. I hurriedly picked up my pace to catch them up. As I turned to join them in a hidden corner I immediately saw my wife’s nipples being sucked hard by the stranger that could now be described as our friend.

He paused for a few seconds as I approach and looked at me, he was a little hesitant to continue but my wife told him she wanted to taste both our cocks at the same time. He continued his nipple sucking, his hands were up my wife’s skirt and her’s were grabbing at the fly of his pants.

I had seen my wife in this mood many times – she was cock-hungry and would stop at nothing to be rewarded with a warm sticky mouthful. I joined them, already with cock in hand. My wife had the strangers cock out within seconds. She dropped to her knees and with wild open eyes began slobbering her tongue and lips up and down our 2 rigid shafts. Read more »

[M] Employee [F] Gave Me the BEST BJ I Ever Had

About 15 years ago, I (M30 at the time) a manager of a small portion of a larger customer service team. One of my employees was a woman about 15 years older than me who had been divorced for about 10 years. One day we ended up in the break room at the same time, and I don’t remember exactly why, she made a blowjob motion at me with her mouth and hand. I’m sure she was joking about something or someone else and not us but alas, that motion stuck with me for months and got me thinking.

So a few months later we ended up in the breakroom together and I said, “Remember that time you made that blowjob motion at me?”

Her: “Yeah, what about it?”

Me: “I can’t stop thinking about it.”

Her: “We can make that happen.”

That Friday evening, I went to her house. She answered the door in some lounge pants and a tank top. She invited me in and asked if I wanted anything. I was a bit nervous so I asked for a glass of water. She gave me one and asked if I was nervous. I said yes and she took me by the hand to the couch. Told me to sit down and immediately undid my pants and took out my cock. She stroked it, licked it, and sucked on it until my nerves subsided and I started to get hard. Read more »

My boyfriend cheated on me so I [F] sent him a video of me getting fucked.

So I recently found out that my boyfriend had been cheating on me for more than a month.

I was so furious that I immediately downloaded Tinder, uploaded my naughtiest pics, and decided to look for a quick fuck

I found a match with this 29-year-old man, and we immediately began flirting. I accepted his invitation to visit, and an hour later I was already there. I sort of laid out the situation to him, and he revealed that he had also experienced betrayal, which allowed him to understand how I was feeling.

This “vengeance” fuck was spectacular, it was safe to say.

I went to suck his dick at least three inches bigger than my boyfriend. When he put it in, it hurt quite a bit, but he was careful and assured me that it will feel incredible immediately. He wasn’t lying at all.

I had never experienced a dick go so deep. I requested him to record him fucking me doggie, and he enjoyed it. I groaned and shouted, “You fucking loser, this is what you get for cheating on me.

This feels so much better than your small dick since his is so much bigger than yours!” Read more »