It was late afternoon and I had finished my workout at the gym, coming home to shower and prepare dinner. I was standing in the kitchen in a thin green wrap dress with my damp hair in a towel getting out the ingredients the recipe required when my husband came home from work. He hungrily looked over at me while he set his keys on the counter and sauntered over to give me a kiss, running his finger over the nipple protruding through the fabric. “You look good,” he teased. I flirted back that I didn’t have on a bra or panties underneath and he kissed me again, grabbing my ass and pulling me towards the bedroom. “I need to make dinner,” I giggled as I pretended to resist his advances. “Dinner can wait!” He exclaimed as we rounded the corner in the hallway to our bedroom.
Tag: Fantasy
My G[F38]and I [M37] Have Unexpected First Time Spontaneous Consensual Non-Comsensual [cnc] [mf] long
My girlfriend and I have been dating for about 8 months now and have explored many kinks together. Many of the greatest sexual experiences of my life have been with her and I am extremely grateful that she’s in my life.
This particular event was definitely noteworthy and absolutely deserves to be documented and re-told in a story for you all. So please, enjoy.I will also say that all of this is 100% real, It happened Sunday night and I wrote it that night and finished it over the week. I work a lot, so sue me! She has read the story and approved my sharing of this.
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This weekend started out like many before it, house projects and preparing for the 4th of July party with friends and family. We went mountain biking so I got to ride behind her and admire the new biking shorts she got and how well they conform to her figure. Her ass is to die for and the fact that I rode behind her and was checking her out almost constantly for about an hour and a half was getting me pretty worked up.
in the truck [MF]
I was mid 30’s and had found being a Paramedic was damn near a ticket to pussy. Not only because of the title, and the perceived job (it is about 5% what you see on TV) but also the confidence the job instilled in me. Maria was a part time bartender at a local bar two or three nights a week, and had some other full time job during the day. She was short, 5’1″ with long dark hair, Italian, olive skin, a decent ass and perky C cup tits. Also, she was almost 50, which was a total turn on. I was closer in age to her son than to her, which made it all the hotter.
Maria and i had hooked up a few times, and always had a good time. Additionally, she was a squirter. A huge squirter. Now most women I have seen gush more than squirt. Maria was an across the room, hit the opposite wall, clean the carpet squirter. When she squirted while you were on top of her, it was like getting shot with a super soaker.
New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 308-310) [Futanari][Futa/Female][Futa/Futa]
**Synopsis:** An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation”. He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.
Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, etc.
## 308: A Reward For Victory
“She actually did it…” Olivia muttered quetly.
Beatrice looked at her ninja friend and saw that rather than being amazed or happy for the unlikely survivor, Olivia was frustrated. The clenched fists, the subtle frown. *No wonder,* Beatrice thought. *For someone so preoccupied with power, that was probably like looking at somebody she wished to be. Fighting against the odds and perceivering.* *Would she be able to claw out a victory in the same situation?*
John, the skeletal shirtless masked man, walked over to the sharkkin to check on Number Forty’s last opponent’s condition. After kneeling over and checking for vitals, he looked up to the announcer’s platform where the hairball was supposed to be. Just as the whispers and speculation among the spectators started to overshadow the elation of the concluded bloodbath, the small ball of hair appeared, wearing her mask like always.
My friendly competition with a friend [MFM]
So it’s in every male friend group almost. “Dude I’m definitely the biggest in the group”. I don’t know us guys can be weird like that haha. I’ve been told I have “basically the perfect cock” (best compliment ever by the way) Little under 8 long (little over if I’m rock solid) and really good girth. But of course we’re not just gonna whip em out and show each other. So the universe gave us another way to settle the score.
My closest friend and I were always in competition on who could beat who in a sport, who would get the girl, etc. So we’re all out at the bars and as usual we end up trying our luck with a group of pretty women. A few of my friends took some of them to the dance floor and 3 of us stayed behind with the others to chat and continue drinking. My friend must have turned on the charm because he was crushing it that night. Me, not so much. There just wasn’t much in common. Nothing really clicked. Looking like a “strike out” night for me. I told her I was going to find a friend and made my way to the dance floor.
A single hotel room [FMM] [cuckold]
A hotel room. Just a single king this time. I wasn’t going to be staying, but you and your husband Joe had this suite for a couple of nights for Valentine’s day celebrations. I had picked up the key at the desk and walked up to the room where I now stood facing the empty room and tidy bed. You told me there would be a surprise for me and I saw it on the bed. I hung my clothes neatly in the entry closet next to your tops and Joe’s sweatshirts. I walked to the bed and grabbed the clothes laid out. The black chaps were open front and back but had a thick black belt that fit well around my waist and hips. I looked at myself in the mirror as I waited. The chaps clung to my legs nicely. My abdomen was tight from the workout I had just finished, a small amount of sweat residual on my chest gave it a nice glisten. My bare ass was fantastic between the black belt and the top of the chap’s leg. My 7″ cock was full but not hard yet. It hung between my thighs, tip touching the fabric as I moved. Quite a pleasant feeling that I was sure could get me to my full length. A message flashed over my phone. I grabbed the small mask off the bed and walked into the restroom, closed the door and waited. I heard the door open and your voice drifted through the room. “Keep your eyes closed Joe.” I heard the two of you move further into the room, and the bed move from what I imagined was Joe sitting on the bed. I cracked the door and could see in the mirror as you straddled Joe, kissing him, and grinding against his lap and groin. He was passionately grabbing your chest and down to your taut ass. Pulling you closer and closer. I imagine he was hard and ready to cum before you even took off his clothes. You decisively stood up though and pushed him, so he laid down on the bed. “Get comfortable while I change. Don’t look until I tell you, the outfit is a surprise.” I heard the bureau drawer open, a shuffling of a plastic bag and then it closed. “This will take a few moments” came from your voice as the bathroom door started to move open. You walked into the space, knowing I was going to be in there. Our mouths met immediately; bodies pressed against the other. Instant electricity knowing we got to live out our fantasy. We had discussed this meeting for weeks. Writing out stories, talking about this in hushed tones on the phone, hiding our fantasies from our spouses. My spouse never knowing I wanted you and wanting to be with a man. You spending months slowly weening Joe off your pussy. First it was stopping him from cumming inside you, then not being able to penetrate you, and now for weeks, to only finger or orally please your pussy.
[Mdlb] Mommydomme Breakfast in Bed
Author Note: All characters depicted are in a consensual 21+ BDSM power exchange, there is no actual family relationships here. I never under any circumstances encourage actual incest between family members. This is purely BDSM fantasy. Remember to play safe and consensually in the real world with adults. Any similarities between real people is pure coincidence and not based on any actual real life individuals. I do not give permission for minors (as stated by age of majority in your local area, look up google to find this, for most places this 17 and younger) to do anything with my written work (distribute, download, etc.). This is written solely for adults.
Abbey smiled as she hummed to herself. She was making some breakfast for herself and for her boyfriend, Zayne. Zayne was sleeping in since he got off of work late last night. Abbey pulled back her short brown hair into a low ponytail as she took out the cereal. She poured some of the cereal into a bowl for him before grabbing the milk and pouring a generous amount of milk. She put the milk back in the fridge before grabbing a tray and walking back to their bedroom.
“Good morning, baby boy,” Abbey purred as she walked in through the door. Zayne yawned and rolled over. He smiled as he watched Abbey walk over to him.
Being a freeuse slut 19 [F] to my sugar daddy (45 m) while he’s at the office.
I’ve been seeing Jason for a few months now and we wanted to try a fantasy for both of us. He’s very dominating and has a huge sex drive, I do too but his is off the scale. Plus he’s 6”4 to my 5”1, jacked where I’m slim and hairy where I’m smooth. He’s got a lovely brown skin tone inherited from Pakistani origins and I’m as pale as can be having come from a long line of milk bottles and Scottish people.
It was a work day and he was at his desk in his office at his house. He wore a very fetching light grey suit that contrasted perfectly with his dark brown skin and jet black beard. His work consists mostly of moving money around accounts and talking to clients/colegues over zoom/phone.
I entered after showering (from the night before 🤭😏). I wore some very comfy socks that stopped below the ankle, a nice laced choker ribbon and pom-pom hat in case I got cold as in between the choker and the ankle socks I was naked as the day I was born.
I started underneath his desk, on my knees and in between his legs, I unzipped him. I pulled out his cock, a perfect 6.5 inches, dead straight and quite bulbous at the tip with a thick vein running down the length. He barely acknowledged me as i started licking up the length of his shaft, flicking my tongue over the head and massaging his heavy balls. He grunted slightly when I fit him all the way down my throat but other than that, nothing, he didn’t even break stride when he went into a zoom meeting with half a dozen of his coworkers. He waxed on about bureaucratic bureaucracy while running his fingers through my hair (the hat didn’t fit under the desk) as i swallowed his cock.
Photoshoot for my boyfriend [MMF]
//Storie fixed to accomplish rules (3,11)
*Two friends were going to take erotic pictures of me as a gift for my boyfriend, but the situation went out of control…*
My name is Bella. I have been living in Barcelona for three years now, and I love the city. I am 37 years old, and I work as a nurse in a well-known hospital.
For you to picture me, I will describe myself (although my boyfriend helped me, I promise you he did not lie at all) as a girl who has always been very attractive, dark-skinned, brown eyes (inherited from my mother, who is from the north of Spain) and long, curly brown hair. My man’s really great.
I have a firm belly, I’m skinny, with normal breasts and a big booty. I’m a little embarrassed to describe myself using these words, but my boyfriend insisted that it is important that you obtain an accurate image from me, and that if I put aside the false modesty, I can say that I am very fortunate for having this body.
Released from Prison: Reluctance/NC/CNC/R*pePlay
***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. I never explain in my CNC stories how consent was garnered. I have a post named “How I approach stories about CNC/R**p*ay” pinned on my page explaining why. CNC relationships come in all forms, including scenes that may seem/feel too real. I can assure you that since the stories are always starring me as the prey, I consent. This is my fantasy, not yours. You are not being forced to read this, so if you choose to then be nice and enjoy. ☺️***
The guard guides me to the front gates, letting me know when the next bus comes in. I don’t have any family near that could pick me up so I am stuck taking the bus to their house. I walk out, excited to go get all the food I never had. I see the sign for the bus and make my way over to sit on the bench when I hear someone call my name from the parking lot. I look to my right and see a man standing and facing me. I don’t recognize him at all so I turn back towards the bus sign, assuming it’s a mistake.