The Cabana Girl [FFM][oral]

Eight weeks ago, I took the job of cabana girl at a members only sex club in a mansion outside of Miami. I found that I get tips when I part my hair down the middle and tie it off into two pigtails of champagne blonde reminiscent of a little girl’s pigtails. Raspberry glossed lips. Legs that go on forever in clear Lucite heels. Men love it.

In a bright pink bikini, my behind covered with a sheer floral sarong wrapped around my waist, I went about my afternoon outside on my assigned pool duty. Such an easy job. Provide drink service, make sure fresh towels are stacked on a table beside the pool, and collect trash and used glasses. On occasion, rub sun tan oil on a back which I did with a soothing massage.

Demom’s Angels, parts 6-7. [slow] [F/m/f] [M/s/d] [inc] [reluc] [group] [fantastical] [satire]

Demom’s Angels

by DiscipleN

— 6 —

Vanice laughed. “Beezub! what was that, a great dane?”

Tracy sat in the passenger seat frantically wiping her pants with tissues. “After the boxer and the dachshund, I thought we’d never reach your car.”

“Poor little wiener dog had to watch the big dogs nose into your crotch.”

“I’ll never get the slobber out of my panties.”

“Trust me. That won’t stop the guys I’m taking you to, from adding their slobber.”

“Just drive.” Tracy was already exasperated at her night out.

“Yessah, missus lady mistress.”

“Fuck you.”

“You’re lucky I want cock tonight, instead of clerk.”

The club was a white box with colored lights splayed over the front, strobing to the music within.

Demom’s Angels, parts 4-5. [slow] [F/m/f] [M/s/d] [inc] [reluc] [group] [fantastical] [satire]

Demom’s Angels

by DiscipleN

— 4 —

When Vanice was late to work, usually after a night of conquest, Tracy was allowed to use a master code to unlock the shop’s alarms and raise the storefront’s shutter.

It was a busy day. Payday, for a lot of customers. Vanice sauntered in a hour before Tracy’s lunchbreak. She went to work like a pro. Tracy returned from lunch, and her boss was beaming. The lunch rush had ended and the store was empty for the first time that day.

“Mmmm, it was pure hunk junk, a fat hunk of man flesh inside me, last night.” Vanice had sharing issues.

Before she could change the topic, Tracy’s mind imagined a hispanic prick the size of a guitar sticking out of yesterday’s deliverer’s crotch. Her pelvis clenched at the vision. “Vanice, the cash register was having trouble connecting to the net.” Tracy hoped it had gone unnoticed.

“Honey, I don’t mean to be rude, but unless you’re bleeding, I still need you cover the hour you missed, yesterday. And no PMS lip about it back to me, okay?”

“That’s not it. Just a spasm, Vanice. I’m fine. Work me to the bone, today.”

MILF-Teacher Vs. Two Studs [mmFF][anal][blackmail][public][oral]

(I’m back to posting here because this story got rejected several times on Literotica for dialogue structure. I have no idea what else they want for me to correct before it loses its uniqueness. If you know any other sites, then PM them or comment them idc. As for those who have kept up with this series, I thank you for your time. This is sort-of an origin story but I’ve written it as if this was the first time introducing the characters better.)

Mrs. Done was an average schoolteacher with an above average body. She was Asian, stood at 5-foot 3-inches with a G-cup rack, a slightly chubby build, and had an ass so bubbly that it makes the loosest of skirts look tight. She had her child at an early age and now lives in a sex-less marriage towards the end of 30. Her daughter has moved out and is on her own living the end of her college life before going full-time in a job that is literally not relevant to any of this story. She now teaches high school literature at a school nearby while her husband worked as an account executive. Her promiscuous escapades had existed long before she got married and started family but one particular incident later in her life made her rediscover an evolved passion for being naked, doing anal, and swallowing any amount of cum given to her.

Not So Secretly Filmed [mmf] [drugs] [anal] [oral] [creampie] [facials] [fist]

I got this e-mail from a friend. She thought I’d appreciate it. First, a little background. Her name is Tanya and we went to high school. While the other girls were reading romance novels, Tanya was doing what the boys were doing: watching porn.

You know how women say, “Sex shouldn’t be like it is in the porno movies!” Well, that’s what they would say if they kept a closed mind. Tanya’s mind was an wide open as her legs. She hated slut shamers. She was who she was. And she was a FREAK.

Anyway, she was always pushing the limits. She was very open minded and curious about people’s sexuality and their fetishes. And because she was cute and approachable (and could keep a secret), people felt comfortable telling her. And if she was attracted to them, she’d say, “Well, hey, that’s not MY fetish, but why don’t you come over and we can explore.”

Okay, so here’s the e-mail I got from her last night:

k —

omg okay listen to this. i met this guy in a bar a few weeks ago and we’ve been sleeping together a lot. he’s cute AF. so i was pushing him to tell me what his kinks were, but he was being super closed lipped about it.

Sex Starved Wife Needs EVERYTHING [mF] [anal] [mast] [fist] [piss] [oral] [cheat] [rough]

Charlie had been going to the same gym for years. He viewed it as his playground — he’d find an attractive woman, approach her with some canned line about wanting to take her out for coffee, but also respecting the sanctity of the gym, blah blah blah, next thing you know, she was back at his place licking her pussy juices off his cock while he came all over her face.

It doesn’t hurt that Charlie looked like a Greek God. It also didn’t hurt that he was hung like a horse and had stamina through the roof. Eventually, women would gossip. They’d talk about Charlie. Some women would even approach him — they wanted to see what all the hype was about. And they never left disappointed.

But Charlie had another group of friends at the gym — an older demographic that he simply socialized with. He never slept with these women—and then men, well, usually he just talked about sports or stocks with them. One afternoon, an older man approached Charlie in the locker room. He had a “young” wife — she was in her late 40s — and he could no longer perform like he used to. He wasn’t stupid, he knew his wife was with him because he was wealthy. And he didn’t want her to leave him. There was much to love about her. But he wanted her needs to be met. And he couldn’t meet some of them.

[FMF] Blow job after a party.

I would be true to say that I [F40’s] enjoy a glass or two of red wine that does tend to get me into trouble. Even sober I have limited inhibitions but after drinking I do tend to get a bit worse.

Over Christmas at a party was one such occasion. It was a house party of a close friend and everyone knew one another. Amongst the 40 or so people there, there are 10 of us who are all quite close, 6 girls and 4 boys. As some point over the last few years I think all the girls have fucked all the boys and even a few of the girls have hooked up. Luckily it has never become awkward or complicated. We are all open minded and have all remained good friends.

One of the boys, let’s call him John, has been a bit more than a quick shag for me and has remained a FWB and we both enjoy the no complication sex although he is now hooking up with my friend Kate on a regular basis. They are practically a couple but neither would admit it.

Back to School {M4F} {Str8}

I’ve spent 25+ years working construction in San Diego. Most of that time was wasted, foolishly, drinking, doing speed, and avoiding responsibility. I remained immature in most areas of my life – except sexually – speed made me an adventurous freak and I slowly grew to understand the fundamentals of dominating and satisfying a woman while manipulating her into becoming a dirty, open-holed whore.
I no longer work construction. My parents died and left me $800,650 and 3 houses – 2 of which I collect rent from every month…I returned to school and soon found that a small number of college girls (always over 18 thank you) would do some amazing things on a daily and weekly basis for help with rent, car payments, new cell phones, and bills in general. I am generous with the money and have found that an average of about 4 girls, performing various services each month, satisfies my cock and teaches them excellent life lessons.
By word of mouth, news spreads and always another girl approaches me about some financial trouble. I am kind to them and work with them even if they have a boyfriend. For example, a girl named Victoria let me purchase her a cell phone. In exchange, she stuffs her panties up her little pink pussy on Wednesday mornings and leaves them there to soak all day. After class, at 6:50 on Wednesday night, we meet in the parking lot. (She’s instructed to thoroughly clean her asshole before our meeting). I suck on her tiny pink clit and fuck her asshole with my tongue. She soaks her stuffed panties even more and I take them out to smell the insides of her cunt hole. She’s not much of a cocksucker but has grown much better on sucking on my balls. So on Wednesday nights, I jerk off with one hand and finger fuck her with the other. Sometimes she gets fisted – or I attempt to fist her cunt while she squirms and moans – Other times I finger her asshole. She sucks my balls while i pump on my cock, encouraging her, Just before I cum I shove my cock in her mouth and gently hold her head, easing the head of my cock down her throat. The cum sprays, thick white streams so far into the back of her face fuckhole that she’s unable to even taste it. The gags travel throughout her body and her asshole squeezes down on my fingers….It’s a 2 month contract. After 1 month of servicing me on Wednesdays I purchased her a $900 phone. She has a second and final month of ‘payments’ That comes out to $112 each Wednesday. She’s already mentioned that she wants me to take over car payments of $350 a month. That will require her to give up her asshole virginity and let me blow my load into a few times a month, or teach her how to get mouthfucked like a proper college whore.

In De[f]ense Of [M]onogamy

You know what’s wild? For me, currently, it is the difficult slog of monogamy. But wait! Before you put your wieners and vibrators away, let me preface this by saying that sentence is mostly a provocation and a prompt to write something that has been on my mind after reading through some of the stories on this sub, and others similar to it, where the commonplace takes a back seat to the fantastic. Don’t get me wrong…the fantastic stories are always more exciting and better fodder to rub my wiener to in the dark of the night, under my covers where only god can see me, but the mundane is usually where the best fucking happens. The fantastic stories are the ones my friends to prefer to hear, but when I think back on my sexual life, it is the mundane moments that tend to stand out.

Downing Abbey – Chapter 19

**(Abigail)**

*Wham!*

The gavel was swung and I had a smile the length of Tennessee on my face, as Cheryl and I locked eyes. She was all pursed lips and clasped fingers, and fighting back tears.

I hugged my team of lawyers beside me consisting of Luke and Jillian. She demanded to be second chair when she found out, and said that they ‘needed a woman.’ I completely agreed, and we used it to put our firefight past us.

I gave a thumbs up and a smile to Jacob, Chris, and Steve, looking like they just stepped off the set of *Suits*, and each stood up, applauding the decision.

I waved to Stacey, who was temporarily back in New York. She was a smashing hit in her HR job, but the long hours and multiple mistresses – seriously Todd? Your loss asswipe – tore their relationship apart. She needed some time away from D.C., and I was happy to have a roommate again.

I weaved my way to the back of the courtroom, where Cheryl was sitting alone.