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Sabina the Not-Yet Twenty Witch: Part 7 [ENF][F][Exh][Magic]

**Sabina the Not-Yet Twenty Witch: Part 7 [ENF][Exh][Magic]**

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**Chapter 19: Knock Knock, Coven Calling**

“So, now we go see the baby witch?” Hades asked, walking alongside a red-headed and freckled version of Sabina down the Delta hallway.

“Third floor, right?” Sabina asked.

“We could have flown.”

“That’s not really how I want to make my introduction. Too dramatic.” Sabina said, passing a couple girls and guys in the stairwell, all of whom noticed the naked redhead that Sabina was pretending to be, but no one saying a word. College life—it offered its own camouflage. She walked up the stairs to the third floor and followed the faint energy of the witch to her room a few doors down. She cast a quick glamour, making it appear as if she was in a barely-there camisole. If the girl wanted to look, she’d see her as being mostly naked. She knocked. A moment later the door opened and she saw a shorter girl with severe bangs and all black hair that went straight to her shoulders. She was wearing a long t-shirt and nothing underneath.

“Yeah?” The girl asked. She hadn’t been sleeping, but she’d been in bed reading by the looks of it. Read more »

I just can’t help myself [MF] [oral] [exh]

We’re driving home and you are focused on driving. I slide a hand over your dick, enjoying how hard you are. I start unbuckling your pants and slide a hand inside. Can I suck you off right now? I ask, stroking you. You groan and say yes. I lean across, my tongue gliding across the tip. You’re breathing heavily, trying to stay focused on the road. I tell you to find somewhere to pull off. You do almost immediately. I unbuckle my seatbelt, getting closer to you. I take you deep, you grab my hair groaning. I can’t wait til you take me home so you can fuck me anyway you want, I tell you. I want my dessert now, I moan as I take you deep again and again. Your hips jerk as my tongue slides around the head and then down the shaft. I groan as I take you deep. I slide my hands under your shirt, scratching you. I grab your hips and dig my nails in. You ready to fuck my mouth, I ask as I stroke you. I want you to give me my dessert, I say as I lock eyes with you and take your throbbing dick in my mouth. You grab my head as you thrust into my mouth, careful to not go too deep. I grip your hips again, moaning. You slow down edging yourself as you watch yourself entering my mouth. You do this a few times, letting me catch my breath. I’m ready for you to cum, I tell you panting. You slide a hand down my thigh, and you can feel how wet you made me. You recline your seat and pull me on top of you. You kiss me roughly while undoing my top. I slide my wetness along your achingly hard dick, pressing down to increase my pleasure. You play with my tits as I grind on you. You want to cum like this? You ask me as I moan. I don’t know if I can, I groan. You start to play with my clit and my hips jerk. Grab my ass, I moan frantically. You do, pressing us together harder. I shift so my clit is pressed against your cock. I’m moaning loudly now, and you tell me what a good girl I am. I’m so close, I moan, twisting, trying to find the friction I need. I want you to cum like this and then I’ll fuck you and you’ll cum again, you demand, grabbing my ass and helping me increase my pace. My nails dig through your shirt on your shoulders as I go faster. You slap my ass, and I press down my whole body tensing then trembling as I moan your name. You shift me so you can enter me, my body still pulsing from the orgasm. Your aching cock can feel every tremble and you groan. You grab my hips and start me riding you. You lean me forward so you can nibble on my neck, and I moan harder. You bite my shoulder a little rougher, enjoying that I ride you harder when I do that. I nibble on your ear and lick down your neck. I nibble back up the other side and lick the shell of your ear. I want it rough, I whisper. You pull me off of you and adjust yourself. Get over here and lean on the steering wheel, you tell me. I do and you slide into me roughly. You slap my ass, enjoying my moan. You keep a steady pace, grabbing my ass and watching your dick slide in and out of my soaking wet pussy. You bring us both to the edge and ask me how many times do you want to edge. I say 10, panting. Ok you say as you pound into me. You can tell when I’m close so you stop. You nibble on my shoulders and grab my ass. While you wait for us to both calm down. When we reach 10, I beg for more. Five more and then I’m going to explode inside you. I clench around you when you say that, practically cumming. You slide in and out of me slowly, shallow thrusts to make me crazy. We reach five and you grab my hips tightly. I’m ready to fuck you, you whisper. You pound into me and tell me to cum. My body reacts, clenching on command. You fill me up with your hot cum. Your cock jerking inside of me makes me moan. You help me into my seat, then adjusting your seat to drive. We’re barely five minutes from the house.

I [M] stripped for my female coworkers.

Five years ago I (29M) started working part-time at a liquor store, and became friends with a lot of my fellow coworkers. Three of the girls who worked there already had a little clique together, and I befriended them pretty quickly. I’m a bit of a class clown type, so I always found myself joking around with them while the shop was slow. As the months went by, all my fellow coworkers and I would get together after work (usually at least twice a week) and drink and dance and party. It became a pretty tight-knit crew.

One night when we were goofing around and dancing, I started jokingly twerking on one of the girls and everyone found it hilarious. Another one of my coworkers had an OMG moment, and said they should get me to do a hilarious dance for her cousins bachelorette this summer. I pretended to be apprehensive, but the truth is I love attention and I’m a bit of an exhibitionist, so It was right up my alley. I said “Sure! …I can wear a goofy yellow speedo, and pop out from under a trench coat!”. We all laugh, but I’m thinking they have no idea what’s coming. Read more »

Prof Green & Velvet 7[exh/voy][Mff]

****Chapter 7****

I unlocked my office, and Velvet and Nina trotted into the room leaving their clothes wherever they had dropped them. I had ordered Greek food, which arrived five minutes after class ended, receiving a knock on my office door. Taking the food, Velvet, Nina and I sat and ate in my office. I found the experience endlessly enjoyable, getting to sit with two cute girls, both naked, while we ate food, giving me plenty of time and room to stare at their bodies.

At one point Nina bit down on a piece of pita with yogurt, but the yogurt slipped from her lips and splashed between her big tits. Velvet saw me eyeing Nina’s cleavage, and she leaned her face close to lick the yogurt off Nina’s big tits.

“Oh, thanks, Velvet. Did something drop down there?” Nina giggled, and I watched her perfect nipples getting more and more erect until they pointed happily.

We each quietly ate our food, hungry from the day, and Nina let her eyes search the room

“Yeah, Velvet, it is a cool office. I like the records,” Nina said.

I smiled at Nina and kept eating. Read more »

Professor Green & Velvet 3-4 [exh/voy] [Mf/Mff]

Chapter 3

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“Class, take your break. Grab a snack. Whatever. Be back in ten minutes,” I said and walked around the room briefly looking at each student’s drawing. Every student filed out to grab a drink at the vending machine or have a smoke outside, leaving Velvet in the room as she stretched for moment on the model stand. I left to my office down a few doors in the hall, grabbed a book and returned. Read more »

Professor Green & Velvet 1-2 [exh/voy] [Mf]

Chapter 1

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The voice on the phone sounded smooth and soft in my ears.

“Yes. Professor… Green? You needed a model for your life drawing class?”

“Yes, I do. When can you work?”

“How soon do you need me?” The woman said, speaking with a rather flat tone.

“I need you next week, Tuesday and Thursday. One session on Tuesday, and two on Thursday. Can you do it?” I said. I had grown nervous as I had not gotten a response about any new models for my class. My usual models had slowly moved away after school or for school and others found other work. At this point, I would hire anyone.

“Cool. Yeah. I can be there. Are you cool with a few tattoos and piercings?”

“Yes. Why not? It has never been a problem before. Your name?”

“Velvet.”

“Hi… Velvet. Room 522-“

“Room 522, right. See you, Professor.”

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My[F] first visit to a nudist beach

I’ve always wanted to visit a nudist beach and let my inner exhibitionist out. I’ve had my share of fun exposing myself to my neighbour, heading out wearing a tank top with no bra, wearing nothing but a sundress. But a getaway at a nude beach would be the perfect thing. I found the perfect opportunity for it this summer. I had two weeks of planned vacation from work and after doing the usual stuff with friends and visiting family, I still had two days remaining. The setting was perfect, it was nice and sunny and the beach was just a five hour drive from where I live. I made up my mind and packed my backpack with a couple of sundresses, a bikini, a blanket, towel, my book and lots of lotion.

It was 10 in the morning when I arrived at the parking lot wearing just a tank top, a pair of thin silky shorts and flip flops. Not wanting to go through the hassle of stripping on the beach, I undid my shorts took off my shirt and got into my yellow sundress, I was all naked beneath it. I put my sandals on and got out of the car with my backpack and set off. I had to walk for about fifteen minutes through narrower, winding roads. Finally, I came across a small sign for the beach. I took a turn down the path, and found a small clearing in the woods through which I could see the ocean and hear the sound of the waves crashing. Read more »

Sharing his wife [MMF]

Before i got married and settled down i was pretty wild and was up for pretty much anything. The more random the stranger the more i wanted sex. this happened to me about 2002-ish i read an ad online from a couple who wanted to meet a guy for some fun with the wife whilst the husband watched. This pretty much ticked all my boxes as an exhibitionist, a dom and someone who loved fucking attached women. We arranged to meet in a pub not too far from where they lived and we’d have a drink and see if there was any chemistry.

I arrived a bit early and stood at the bar, I’d never even seen the couple so i wasnt sure what to expect. I kept looking at couples and wondering if they were the people i was here to meet. Then about 10 minutes later a couple walked in and i knew it was them. They were about 15 years older than me but the wife was still in good shape (the hubby less so!), she wasnt stunning but she looked dirty and i knew I’d be up for anything with her. She had a short leather jacket on and a short tight black skirt with black high heels. She was wearing either stockings or tights and i couldnt tell but i was praying they were stockings as that is a MASSIVE turn on for me. Read more »

[MF] Business professional has a breathtaking view [part 2] Long

I got a text at 8:30 on a worknight and Katie’s message asked if I was free to come down and meet her. No details, no forewarning, not even asking to meet up at my place per usual. Just a vague question. WTF, am I right? But knowing who I was dealing with, I replied with a, “Where are you? Directions?”. Having Katie as the occasional bed-buddy was a lesson in strike-while-the-iron-is-hot. We had hooked up multiple times by this point, but far more failed attempts ticked the other side of the tally than the former. Those strike-outs soon taught me that it wasn’t personal, she was just a hot commodity. The nights that we hooked up were always at my place. Always wild, always rough and ALWAYS kinky. However, not being able to commit on a moment’s notice or showing hesitation led to her moving on to other beaus. So, I learned by replying with “Yes” when she asked, work out the details later usually ended positively anyways. Read more »