Kylie and the Roommate Ch. 02 [CHEATING]

*Author Note: This story (and the chapters that follow) contain heavy elements of cheating. I realize that this is not an enjoyable fantasy for everyone, so please skip this story if that sort of thing bothers you.*

Chapter 2

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(Daniel)

I got back from work and Kylie and Jason were already home. It looked like Kylie had just gotten in as well, as she was just putting down her purse and taking off her jacket. She was clearly in a better mood today than she was yesterday.

Her and Jason were laughing about something that must have been said before I entered. It was good to see them finally getting along. It’s been a frustrating few weeks for Kylie, between her job search and Jason moving in, and she wore her emotions on her sleeve. Unfortunately, it often came across as hostility towards Jason. But maybe she was finally warming up to him.

“Hey sweetie, you seem happy?” I said, looking over at her. She looked beautiful as always, but it had been a while since I had seen her smile. “Good news from the recruiter?”

Nude Hot springs HUGE cock :part3: 37f

I hear foot steps, someone getting in the water, I had become so fixated on her tight pussy and whimpers of pleasure that I had forgotten that the world existed, it was the voluptuous red head slowly walking, holding a smoking joint being carful not to get her hands wet. As she approached, I waved to her to come closer, like she was before, when she sat down in the water not a foot away from us I made the “come closer” hand motion one more time, she obliged pressing right up against our bodies with her skin, which was now a bit cold from being out in the cold air. It felt delicious. I hadn’t stopped rocking and sliding up and down in little motions on my man, only changing the rhythm a bit going slowing and slower as he became more excited with all of the events currently at hand.

[MF] Holiday Hookup with a Married Woman.

[MF] Holiday Hookup with a Married Woman.

Holiday Hookup with a Married Woman.

This is not a true story just a fun fantasy I played out with a sexy cougar on reddit. They know who they are 😉. I thought I should write it out and expand on it.

I was holidaying in New Jersey, USA. I was travelling alone, I felt I needed a break from all the drama back in the UK. I had a nice hotel, plenty of spending money and I intended to have fun, relax and clear my head.

About 13:00 I was just in the town browsing some stores and while look at clothes I stepped out in the isle without paying attention. I walked straight into someone and knocked them to the ground. I am 6’3 and this person bounced off me and on to the floor.

“I’m so sorry” I said immediately, apologies come automatic from the British. I looked down and saw a woman in a blue dress sprawled on the floor, her shopping falling out of its bag. I got on my knees and immediately helped her up and put her shopping the bag.

creampie gangbang [Group]

i’m 24 and horny surrounded by strangers in a hotel room, naked and arching my ass up for them. they take turns kissing and flicking my clit. my pussy throbs and drips for them and i don’t even know their names.
one pushes his friends aside; he wanted first dibs before i’m inevitably stretched out by his buddies. i feel his rock hard, thick cock start to tease my wet pussy. i groaned as his friends smacked my ass and licked my tits. he entered my tight little pussy, grunting as he stretched it open. “fuck, you are so wet” he gasps as he starts to pound into me. his friend crawled beneath his legs to start licking my clit while my pussy was pounded. he didn’t even care that his friends swollen balls were smacking his chin as he sucked my pussy. i start gushing hard; the pleasure is too much as i feel my little pussy getting tongued and fucked and my titties and ass being slapped. 5 hard cocks ready to serve me. i didn’t even care to know their names, i wanted their cum, i wanted them to use my pussy until everyone was satisfied and i’m gushing out a mix of juices from every man in that room.

Dreams for a future scene [M30-40/F20-30] [Fantasy] [Non-Con] [CNC] [BDSM]

I sigh as I enter my room, placing my keys and glasses on the dresser.

The room is dark and I can barely make out the shape of the bed, before suddenly I am grabbed from behind and thrown forward. Before I even have time to think, you’re on me, pinning me down. You force my shirt over my head and unhook my bra. Topless, I struggle, but you pin my arms and tie them together. Next thing I know you’re forcing a gag into my mouth, muffling me before I get the chance to cry out.

Next you move to my pants. Unbeknownst to me, my loose sweats are the prime choice, as you slid both my panties and pants down in one go, kicking them away. You grind your hard bulge against my backside, taunting me and showing your superiority. Flipping me over, you restrain my legs tightly, forcing me to be spread wide for you.

“Oh you little whore, you’re dripping” you say, as I frantically try to assess the situation for a possible escape. “I’m going to own every single one of your holes. You are nothing except an object for me to exact pleasure from. I own you”.

For Christmas, I was tied to the wall and blindfolded… then surprised with a threesome [MF] [FMF]

*Reposting this story for the monthly contest!*

Context: I’m polyamorous and *really* like having group sex. At the time of this story, I had two girlfriends (“Alice” and “Becca”), but they weren’t sexual together, and our only “threesome” had been a scene where they’d co-topped me to end a month of “Locktober” denial and chastity play.

Some quick descriptions of us:

me: 31M, tall, thin, queer rainbow goth. I’ve got a curly head of hair that’s dyed pink and yellow, growing collection of tattoo, and a dick that’s good enough to not need measurements.

Alice: 29F, tall, curvy but close enough to me in build that we often share clothes. Short, pink hair, an aesthetic that’s full of pink pastels with a gothy flavor. Her face looks a little like Julia Roberts, especially her big, soft lips. Her titties are perfect handfuls and she’s got a big juicy butt that’s just so perfect on her frame. We’d been dating almost three years, since meeting in an orgy where we fucked before we’d even had a conversation.

Kylie and the Roommate Ch. 01

*Author Note: This story (and the chapters that follow) contain heavy elements of cheating. I realize that this is not an enjoyable fantasy for everyone, so please skip this story if that sort of thing bothers you.*

Chapter 1

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(Daniel)

“Dude, the shower is acting up again. I can never get it started”, Jason texted me.

This shower was always giving us problems. My girlfriend, Kylie, and I had lived in this apartment for several years. It was a two bedroom place right in the middle of the city exactly where you want to be. It was an old building. They were in the process of renovating it, trying to add more amenities to keep up with some of the new buildings that had popped up recently. The apartments themselves still needed work though.

My girlfriend lost her job as a nurse a few months back and we were having trouble keeping up with the rent now. We made the tough choice to find a roommate to take the spare bedroom in order to keep us afloat. It hadn’t been easy on either of us, but Kylie was taking it the hardest.

Addiction

Sometimes I wonder if he realizes how much I like to drink him in with my eyes. I don’t know what it is exactly, but there’s something about him that’s sexier than any other man I’ve met. His pheromones are like drugs; just physically being around him and smelling his nice, clean, boy smell is the most intoxicating thing in the world. It’s as though Ecstasy was derived from the heady pleasure that I experience around him. It lights a hunger in me that I’ve never experienced before. Desire I’ve known, but this is something different. My body needs him.

And that need intensifies. He’s walking in front of me; at first he was next to me and I could see the silhouette of his massive cock bulging out in the jeans he wears that I love. Then I slowed my gait a little bit so I could look at his legs and butt and watch the muscles in his strong arms tense and relax with every hand motion. There’s a quiet power in him that’s evident in every move. It’s not flashy, which is good as I hate flashy, but it’s equally obvious. There’s a sureness and confidence with the way he moves that draws my attention. He has the same energy when he touches me and it drives me wild. I know I’m in good hands and he knows how good they are.

Dinner is Served

A gluttonous array of fare laid out before you, you’ve been waiting and are ready to eat, but in a curious turn of events all of the other guests just faded away. You sit there, alone. A hunger growls from a carnal place inside you, far more prevalent then the one in your stomach, an ache deep inside your bones, and you know why the guests aren’t there. You, and the growing pressure against the front of your pants, excitedly peer around the room. The tingle in your skin, electric coursing through your nerves.

“Are we back in your head, my dear?” you ask, the hunger and excitement throbbing throughout your body.
Straining against the deafening silence in the large dining room for the desire fueled need for you, that you love about my voice.

“Nice place,” I whisper into your ear, followed by a lingering kiss on the delicate flesh just below it, on your neck. Goosebumps creep over you as my arms slip around your neck, then chest, slowly unbuttoning your shirt along the way. I pull it back over your shoulders and let it slip away, a slow reveal of your naked back. Warm, dewy lips trailing kisses down your neck and across your shoulders. Ravenous hands run over your arms and chest, and you can feel my need for you stinging your flesh through my finger tips. “You know this is my favorite part, when you join me in these fantasies, and I can have you whenever and wherever I please.”

How to spend an overnight layover [MF]

So, I reached out to an old flame via text, let’s call her, Emily, who I knew lived in the same state as the city I’d be stopping in for an overnight layover.

To be frank, I knew she didn’t live in my layover city but I was feeling horny and took a shot in the dark. She texted back. She wasn’t in my layover city but didn’t mind making the 2.5hr drive.

*Oof.*

What began as just a mental fantasy was becoming enticingly real. I didn’t WANT to cheat on my LTR, but if memory served, Emily had TOP-TIER head, and who would know?

*Fuck it.*

“Meet me at X airport, I land at XX:XX.” I texted.

I gave her a few hours notice because I wanted her to pick me up from the airport when I LANDED so she needed to get an early jump on the drive once I touched down.

When I land, I’m giddy exiting the airport but I don’t let it show. I know I’m about to experience an intoxicating sexual release shortly. At the ground terminal she pulls up in something basic but tinted.