Getting the quarterback’s head back in the game [mF] [doctor] [pegging] [fucking]

Raquel tucked her sideswept blonde hair behind her ear and looked at the young man before her. As team physician, it was her job to ensure his health, his readiness for the game. And he was ready, every test proved it. But he’d just played a lousy, timid first half, and she had only 15 minutes to get the star quarterback’s performance back up before the second half.

“Harrison,” she said, “Talk to me, what’s going on?” He sat between rows of lockers, sharing a bench with Raquel, face to face.

“I don’t know, Doc Raquel,” he said, “I just… it was overwhelming… I don’t… I got, like, intimidated, I guess…”

“You weren’t aggressive at all,” she said, “You were distracted, missing easy plays, letting them get to you. That’s not like you at all, Harrison.”

“I’m sorry,” he said, meekly.

“Don’t waste your breath on apologies,” Raquel said, “Just tell me what I can do to get you back to normal.”

His gaze flickered to her chest, where the swell of her large breasts pushed out against the low-cut red team t-shirt, tucked neatly into her booty shorts. He wasn’t the first boy to sneak a glance, in fact, they nearly all did it. Even the ones who preferred dick couldn’t help but peek.

[MF] Forbidden Love 2 The Aftermath.

The return home was hard. Fear of the unknown took over me. Anguish of coming home and seeing my husband consumed me. Guilt, remorse, and fear flooded my mind. Was that the price of infidelity?

I couldn’t get home in this state. He would know right away that something was wrong. I decided that to spend the night in a hotel would be better. That time alone would be good for me to put my thoughts in order. I took a deep breath and called my husband. I told him I would spend the night at my best friend’s house because she was not feeling well. It was normal for me to sleep at her house sometimes because it is close to my work.

Upon entering the hotel room, all I wanted was a bath. I filled the tub and undressed. When I took off my panties, I saw a stain. It was probably his sperm. Looking at myself in the mirror and wondered what happened. I vowed never to do that again. I swore to be strong, but I couldn’t fight desire and lust.

Zac and Maxwell – Sexting [MM][Gay][Age Difference][Sexting][Anal] (2.7k words)

*Author’s note: These are characters from my short story series I have on KDP. Only things you need to know is Zac is in his early thirties and Max is in his early twenties. Max has a cam-show that he does on the side for money.*

*I’ll have a link to the series in the comments. Only three shorts right now, but I have more in the works.*

*Hope you enjoy!*

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“That was a day.” I groan to myself as I fall onto the bed. Rolling onto my back with a long sigh. A night after working on my cam-show side job and I’m exhausted. I have a bottle of water on my nightstand that I reach for and drink. My balls twitching as I purposefully gave myself blue balls on tonight’s show. Its surprising how many people are willing to pay to make you suppress an orgasm.

My phone vibrates on my nightstand. I reach for it and see a message from Zac. I smirk at the message. *Nice show.* It reads with a heart. Its oddly nice to have a friend who enjoys your porn. Makes you feel like its more acceptable to do than some slutty, dirty thing you should be ashamed of. Not that it should be, I’m just making money, but society can be a bitch.

[MF] [exh] [voy] IN THE ROOM – This is a true story about how fantasy can come true when you least expect it.

**You can view full the illustrated version of IN THE ROOM at** [https://eroticprose.com/](https://eroticprose.com/)

Erin and I had been married for two years and were happy as two people could be. We both had successful careers, mine as a police officer and hers as an Interior Decorator. I was a lot older than Erin, my 41 to her 24. But the age never had been an issue between us. She was mature beyond her years and smart as a whip.

Our sex life was active almost daily. We didn’t really have any problems there. Erin was extremely sexy, standing a little over 5’7″ with red hair that flowed like a hot river down her back, ending at her ass. Her brown eyes were wide and she could make me hard with just a glance. Her best feature was probably her ass. Oh, what an ass. Bubbly and round and firm as hell.

True Story: The Car Ride Home[F] [M] [vouyurism] [public sex] [anal] [toys] [light dom/sub]

The hubby and I had to make a 3 hour drive to get some furniture from my mother that she was giving me before moving out of state. Usually we would stay and visit with the family up that way, but today’s trip was just there and a quick lunch to say, “Hi” before heading back.

On the way back home the hubs and I chatted and listened to music, our regular thing during these drives. I had also been texting Bear here and there throughout the drive, as I was sitting passenger. About half an hour or so from home, Bear’s and my chatting turned to heavy flirting ending in a sexy little countdown that finished with him “finishing” himself and me very wet but unfinished in the car.

Wife’s friend needed a place to stay (Part 3) [MFF] [Bi F]

The time had come for me to leave for work again. It was a four day trip this time, as most tended to be. Being away for work was never easy, but that was doubly true now. Our sex life was never stale really, but holy shit. Robin knowing it turned me on to imagine her with another woman kicked her into a higher gear. It had become to the point that every opportunity we had without the kids was go time.

There were quickie blowjobs in the pantry while Simone was outside playing with the girls. We fucked in the back seat of her car like high schoolers one night under the cover of going to get ice cream that couldn’t wait another minute. (There was something that couldn’t wait another minute… but ice cream wasn’t it.)

A Siren’s Song [F x Shapshifter] FANTASY

    “Ey, bring those damn deers inta the fold!” shouted the farm hand as his cigarette fell from his dry lips. He rubbed his coarse hands over his stubbled chin and through his greasy hair. “The deers, Siren! The deers!”

    “It’s deer, Simon. Deer.” Siren corrected folding her arms across her chest and frowning. 

    “Wha?”

    “The plural of deer is deer, Simon. For goodness sake- I know you have more of a brain than that!”

    “I ain’t worry about no grammar. I worrying ‘bout the damn deer that are runnin’ loose!” Simon shouted, pointing to a young star deer that had escaped over the fence. “Go git ‘im!”

    Siren nodded. “Alright, I’ll go get him. Don’t worry,” she said, taking up a rope in her hand and slinging it across her shoulder. She began to walk around the perimeter of the deer enclosure, nearing the loose star deer. “Hey there little fella,” she cooed as she approached the beautiful creature. 

    The buck raised his head, his large antlers forming a glowing crown around his head. His antlers shone so brightly that Siren stood in awe of them, staring into the galaxies that pooled and swirled. This is where the star deer get their name – you can see the galaxies in their mystical antlers. 

The tease of swinging leads to cheating next to a sleeping wife [MF] Part 1

*So this is a story I’ve written for a friend after we enjoyed some time discussing fantasies and writing with one another. There’s more on the way as we discussed a week together with our spouses and a swinging adventure that also had a great deal of cheating alongside that.*

*Sarah, I hope you enjoy, there’s more to cum…*

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Mike and Barb sat in the hottub with Sarah and Jeff, the couple they met at the tropical resort where they were all vacationing. The two couples hit it off immediately earlier that day and were now all soaking in the hot bubbling water in their bathing suits – the men in swim trunks and the women in bikinis. The space was tight and the four couldn’t move without touching someone else – not that anyone complained, in fact there was plenty going on under the roiling water. 

My first time as a free-use maid was fucking addicting…I guess that makes me a ho-ho-ho [MFf]

*Part One in my profile!* **Here for the sex? Look for the XXX!**

 

When I told my husband that part of his birthday present was that Juli and I didn’t want him to masturbate for two days, you might have thought I was telling him Santa was a pedophile, or that a bus full of orphans had careened into a maternity ward. I wanted to make the day more special. Juli and I had put a lot of thought into it.

Two days before his birthday, I dropped the kids off at my parents home. I informed them we would be cleaning from top to bottom and spraying for ants that had been plaguing us since the summer storms. This part was true. What I didn’t tell was that we’d be doing quite a bit more than that.

I looked over to Juli. She was adorable, and by adorable, I mean scalding hot. We had a list of tasks for the day that we really did need to accomplish. Chris had been given a slightly different list.

[NSFW] [non-con] [cnc] [rape] [maledom] [mf] a fantasy I jotted down

They’d meet at the museum. She’d be on her own. He’d be on his own. A tour would go past and the guide would make some poor attempt at humour. Maybe he’d make a quip and she’d hear him. She’d giggle and throw a smile his way. He was cute, after all. She’d be mesmerised by his eyes if he happened to glance her way — which he would, briefly, winking. Then they’d both go their separate ways, but stumble into each other repeatedly. Eventually he’d smoothly make the observation that clearly the universe wants them to have drinks. She’d blush and accept.

He’d have convinced her to go to his apartment. She knows better than to do that with a stranger, but she’d be helpless to refuse under his intense gaze. She’d say yes, simply because it felt like he were commanding her to say yes. The thought made her body tingle with excitement.

She’d go to his apartment, and he’d make her a drink. Maybe he’d touch her arm. She’d readjust her blouse to show off more of her cleavage. She’d put her hand on his while laughing at some absurd comment that wasn’t even funny. She’d notice the way he was looking at her, hungrily, expectantly. She’d lean closer and look directly into his penetrating eyes. He’d smirk at her in a way that made her knees weak.