The Meeting [MF]

My heels clicked on the shiny floor of the hotel lobby and a few heads turned to look at me as I crossed from the reception desk to the elevators hall. I wouldn’t look out of place if it wasn’t for the hour. I was dressed in a business ensemble, well cut since the labels were Italian, as were my heels, but it was conservative with its gray and black tones, plus the slightly transparent shirt was covered by the buttoned up jacket. Nothing to advertise that I was heading to some very un-businesslike dealings.

My executive appearance wouldn’t have stood out within the daily crowd, but the evening crowd gathered to hit the VIP club at the top floor was a different matter. Young women dressed for the kill were certainly a sharp contrast to me. I smiled knowingly and a number of the men around noticed and stared at me wondering. My wicked and confident little smile contrasted with my serious attire and, males on the hunt as they were, they didn’t miss the signal.

Becoming his slut pt. 2 [MF] [Exhibitionist] [Anal]

Ronaldo had not finished with Melissa just yet. Though he had just covered her breasts in ropes of cum, his erection still raged on. He was filled with the desire to have her in every way possible.

Grabbing a fist full of her hair, he pulled her so that she was on all fours and walked her over to the window.

It was dark now, but the glow of the streelights and lights from neighbouring houses lit up her body in all the right places. He could see the lust still burning in her eyes. Her expression was one of insatiety.

He loved her like this. Hungry. Wanton. His. There was no time to waste. Quickly, he positioned himself behind Melissa and plunged deep into her . He knew the neighbours would hear her screams but tonight they would also get a show.

That knowledge pushed him into high gear. With one hand in her hair and the other pressed firmly on her lower back, he drilled her mercilessly. It was not long before her breathing quickened and his cock was dripping with her juices.

Becoming his slut pt. 1 [MF] [Exhibitionist] [Oral]

“Who’s a good little whore?” Ronaldo asked as he balled Melissa’s hair into a bun and mercilessly thrust his cock in and out of her throat.

It was the same fantasy, day after day, for nearly three weeks. The two had not been together since he left on a business trip three weeks prior. Melissa was bursting with anticipation built up by imagining what their reunion would be like.

Bzzzz. Her phone vibrated in her lap, interrupting her thoughts. It was another text from Ronaldo who was battling with a fantasy of his own. He and Melissa had been exchanging ideas and sexting for what seemed like hours.

Melissa looked over at the clock. It was 1:30. Just a few more hours. She’d finish work at 4:30 and be free to get everything her body was begging for.

“This is what you wanted? Me fucking your face like the dirty slut you are?” She could hear Ronaldo’s deep voice in her ear as clearly as if he were actually there.

Imagining his rough tone made her clit throb even harder and she squeezed her legs together beneath her desk to ease the torture unfolding between her thighs. She needed to get home to her man quickly.

[F] My adventures as an exhibitionist Pizza Delivery Girl

So when I was 18 I got a job as a delivery girl to earn extra money for college. It sucked as much as you would imagine. You would think being surrounded by pizza would be the best job in the world but surprisingly it got old quick.

The only thing that made it get interesting again was after one delivery where I knocked on the door and had a girl answer it completely naked. I reacted kinda how you would expect. There were a couple of the woman’s friends inside both guys and girls (all naked too) who seemed to think it was pretty funny. They were hanging out and playing strip poker or truth or dare or a mix of them both it seemed and made her answer the door naked to get the food. I talked to them for about five minutes and they mentioned how they do that kinda stuff a lot and had even gone to a nudist beach about an hour away from me a couple days before.

Anyway though, I got a pretty nice tip and an idea from one of them who jokingly suggested after I said no one had answered the door naked before that maybe I should be the one to come to the door and do deliveries naked.

The Neighborhood: Part 16 [MF][Exh][Fdom][Mdom][Oral][Orgy][MC][SciFi]

The Neighborhood: Part 16 [MF][Exh][Fdom][Mdom][Oral][Orgy][MC][SciFi]

**A brief recap:** Colin Turner was a middling sad-sack with failing marriage, who stumbled into a dream job based on some research he wrote years ago. He took a job with Fenris, a company with its own little enclave in Wolfsburg, CA, and its own peculiar work ethics. Fortunately, he had the sly and sexy Janelle, his hiring advisor, to act as his guide as he acclimated. He moved into a large house in the neighborhood with his wife Alison, and becomes involved in a company project involving wristbands that can alter behavior, within limits, based on keywords of phrases. Over time, Colin learned to enjoy his newfound freedom, his expanding desires, and to leverage the behavioral technology he has near-unfettered access to live out his fantasies. His sister-in-law, Stella, recently moved in, and after a little lip service from Janelle, is soon to work in his office. Now Colin and Alison face unknown expectations at a recently not-as-retired-as-thought executive’s country estate.

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**Chapter 34: A Little Afternoon Entertainment**

A Sexual Religion Draped in the Colors of Ivory and Red [fm]

My soul always unravels when my cock enters Ivory for that first time, when we are together once more. I am the only person on the planet that dare calls her ‘Ivory’, for she hates her skin, the tone of it, and the impossibility for her to get even a hint of a tan. To her it is her biggest flaw, even more so than the disappointment she has at her breast size. I have called her Ivory ever since, not to mock her, but to remind her how much I enjoy the shade of her skin, its alabaster glow. How she literally shines like some supernatural goddess when we fuck in the moonlight.

But, as I was saying, my soul always unravels when my cock enters her that first time being together again, each and every time! Cock and cunt intimately familiar, yet not. The attraction, with a dash of resistance. Absence makes the cunt grow wetter and the cock grow harder and all of that. Regardless, that first time rejoining with her after weeks or months apart always feels like the very first time being in her. Every damned time! It is a divine moment.

Exhibitionist Girlfriend Acts Out Her Fantasy of Stripping and Masturbating in an Amateur Strip Contest – Then Discovers a Swingers Club in Austin

My job as a flight attendant has really opened up my exhibitionist world as it has allowed me to fulfill my fantasy of stripping and masturbating for men that I meet on my layovers, but my ultimate fantasy has been to strip and masturbate on stage at an Amateur Strip Contest.

So one day, on a Tampa layover, our van drove by Scores Gentleman’s Club that was advertising their Thursday night competition on a marquee out front. So before my next Tampa visit, I bought the Victoria’s Secret lingerie and practiced stripping and masturbating at home with some friends and worked up the courage and entered the contest.

When it was my turn to go on stage, I quickly overcame my nervousness and danced, stripped and pranced energetically across the stage, my boobs bouncing as I performed for a great male audience. I stood at different parts of the stage, struck a sexy pose and single fingered my clit as a preview of what I was going to do. I think I smiled the whole time seeing all the eyes scanning up and down my naked body.

[M]y First Gay Bath House Experience with several [M]en

There I was, on my knees as two thick, throbbing cocks waived near my mouth. My hands gripping both of them… I start to stroke one while I guide the other eagerly into my mouth. The room was small and dark with only a faint red glow being casted from the lights above. The air was warm around our naked bodies as the three of us intimately embraced. I’ve never met the two men before I asked them to play, but that doesn’t matter… not in a place like this.

Roughly thirty minutes prior, I was sitting on the bed inside my AirBnb in Paris. It was 10:30pm when I decided to work up the courage to go to the closest gay bath house, which was only a 5 minute walk for me. Next thing I know, I find myself turning the corner down an empty alleyway. My heart starts to beat faster as I see the sign in the distance glowing bright. As I approach the door, I’m buzzed in. After speaking extremely broken French and nodding in agreement to the shirtless male receptionist, I was handed the key to a locker. I wouldn’t say that I’m fully comfortable being naked, but I found it easier than expected to strip my clothes. I grab my hand towel and head to the lower floor to start exploring. Surprisingly, my nerves begin to calm as I discovered what was on each floor. The basement had a sauna and jacuzzi. The first floor were lockers, a gym and the lounge. The second and third contained small, private rooms, dark rooms, glory holes, sex swings and a smoking section.

Becoming his slut Pt. 2 [MF] [Anal] [ Exhibitionist]

Ronaldo had not finished with Melissa just yet. Though he had just covered her breasts in ropes of cum, his erection still raged on. He was filled with the desire to have her in every way possible.

Grabbing a fist full of her hair, he pulled her so that she was on all fours and walked her over to the window.

It was dark now, but the glow of the streelights and lights from neighbouring houses lit up her body in all the right places. He could see the lust still burning in her eyes. Her expression was one of insatiety.

He loved her like this. Hungry. Wanton. His. There was no time to waste. Quickly, he positioned himself behind Melissa and plunged deep into her . He knew the neighbours would hear her screams but tonight they would also get a show.

That knowledge pushed him into high gear. With one hand in her hair and the other pressed firmly on her lower back, he drilled her mercilessly. It was not long before her breathing quickened and his cock was dripping with her juices.

Kitten Gets Shared [MMF]

My sophomore year of college I met Jack. He was in his 40s, confident, and gorgeous as hell. He was 6’ 4”, completely ripped, salt and pepper hair, and greenest eyes I’ve ever seen. We met in a bar while I was out with some friends and I could not understand why he even wanted to talk to me. I was intrigued, entranced, enraptured (as Josh Lyman would say, ensourceled) by him. He towered over my 5’1″ stature and made me feel tiny even though I was a little self-conscious about my newly acquired freshman 15 situation. After going home with him that night, I realized that was a rather experienced Dom with lots of connections to the BDSM community in the city – something I was very excited to explore. He started taking me to parties and sex clubs and introducing me to different kinks. We found out quickly that I loved being his sub, that I was apparently quite bratty, and that I was a complete slut for anything involving bondage and ropes. While I had always been an extrovert who loved to flirt, Jack was encouraging me to lean into my sluttier side and follow through on more of the suggestive comments I made.