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Chapter 43. The Reclamation. [Hotwife]

I fumbled with my phone as I pulled out of Michael’s driveway. My fingers were almost trembling with excitement as I dialed my husband. He picked up on the second ring, but even so, I could hear my breathing grow more rapid with each second that passed. I could hardly wait to share with him all the details from my first Hotwife experience. “How was it?!” His words were uncharacteristically rushed. “You would not believe how amazing it was!” I managed to squeak out. I quickly found that it was a struggle to process the night and navigate a retell of it while driving. Wanting to be safe, my husband told me to just focus on the drive and we could share everything once I got home.

He met me at the door as I walked into the house. Without saying a word, he pulled me to him and kissed me passionately. “I can taste him on you,” he whispered against my lips. Even with my eyes closed, I could tell that he was smiling as he said this. I began to throb between my legs, thrilled that he relished how I tasted. I kissed him deeper, wanting him to take in all that he could. His hands held the back of my head, grabbing a fist full of my hair. He tilted my head slightly to kiss up my cheek to my ear and neck, nuzzling into me and telling me “You smell like him, too. I want to get it off of you.” Taking me by the hand, my husband began to lead me back to our bedroom. Read more »

[FM] Fucking Our Dealer

In hindsight, we should have known it was a bad idea. It’s almost laughable now to think this was going to end any other way. My boyfriend and I were short on cash, so offering Damon, our hook up, a blowjob for a sack of weed didn’t seem like a terrible idea. After all, I had blown guys before, so one more wouldn’t really matter. Right?

I stopped by Damon’s after work, and he had no idea what I was about to propose. We thought that would be best to surprise him. We had also hoped that maybe the tips I made from my shift that evening would pay for the weed instead. It wasn’t enough, so it was back to plan A.

Damon opened the door to his apartment and looked me up and down. He usually did this anyway, whether my boyfriend was with me or not. He could tell it made me a little uncomfortable, but he apparently didn’t care. Of course, considering what was about to happen, a slight glance was the least of my worries. Read more »

Designated Nudist [F18/F18] [Showers] [Public] [On the Job]

(All characters are at least 18 years old)

At long last, 11 o’clock rolled around and Denny locked the front doors of the fitness center we worked at.

“Alright! Lacey, Jenna, do you two wanna do the girls showers?” Denny asked. “Jace and Luke can do the boys showers.”

I groaned, until I looked over at Jenna, who excitedly agreed to go with me.

“Sure.” I said

“Perfect!” Denny said. “Let’s try and be done by 11:30. Sound good?”

Me and Jenna nodded simultaneously.

“Oh, I almost forgot. The wet suits have tears in them and are being repaired. So you’ll have to use the other method. Sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it!” Jenna said. “We’ll be fine, right Lacey?”

I nodded sheepishly.

“Right. We’re good here.”

“Thanks, you guys. See you in thirty!”

We collected the powdered chemicals from the closet and some gloves and made our way to the girl’s locker room.

The process was pretty simple. We turned on the showers and wetted the floors. Then, we turned them off and sprinkled the powdered cleaning components all over the floors and let it dissolve, all before turning the showers back on and rinsing it down the drain. Then it was scrubbing and mopping the locker room floors and that was it. Read more »

Let’s Go To Bed Part Two [MF 40’s] [Creampie] [Breeding]

Your posture is slouched over as I pull back from you, my cock is hard and angry looking. It’s pulsing with need. I grip the waist band of your boy shorts at each hip and pull rather quickly towards the floor. Freeing them from your body they drop to the tile. I kick your foot out with my left leg, spreading your feet just a bit more as I pull your hips back towards me. This pulls you off balance and you quickly throw both your hands on the counter pushing your forehead into the mirror leaving a smudge on the glass. I run the head of my cock between your legs spreading your wetness over the top of the engorged head of my cock. You jump slightly as it passes over your clit, sliding in between your lips. You’re still sensitive from your orgasm, I’ll try to avoid contact with your clit however I need to be inside you, now! Read more »

Our First Date. [M30/F26][CNC/bdsm/anal]

We met online. It was still the time of a pandemic and multiple lockdowns throughout the year. I was deprived of physical touch. I hadn’t had sex in a year. I hadn’t even hugged anyone in months. Truth is, I didn’t even masturbate. Turns out, the whole “use it or lose it”-thing is actually true. As long as I didn’t touch myself, I didn’t feel the desire to. Which is weird, because usually my sex drive was pretty high.

At first he didn’t even stand out to me. But I matched with him anyway. He was pretty insistent. Once we started talking, it never really stopped. We got to know each other first, quickly moved onto flirting and eventually we got to the good stuff.

Now, there something I should tell you upfront. I’m a slut. I’m a dirty, disgusting slut. I love sex. I love it as hard, rough and dirty as possible. Of course I didn’t immediately tell him this. It might scare him away. He seemed experimental enough, but I wasn’t sure. Didn’t want to be too presumptious. Either way, he was cute enough and funny enough to have a drink with. We planned a date. Read more »

DreamScape Room: Velma Dinkly [missionary][blowjob][cum on glasses][multiple orgasms][creampie][M22/F31]

Me and my mother had never really gotten along. With her traveling the world and making huge changes in how we develop technology, I didn’t really know her. She’s an inventor, probably the smartest one we’ve seen this century. Most of my younger life was spent at home with a nanny or alone. Once I turned eighteen I decided to try and make it on my own, and I did pretty well all things considered. I was able to see the patterns in the stock market, I guess I did get some of mom’s smarts. I lived modestly in a house a couple of hours outside of New York, my dividends alone paid for almost everything I could ever want.

Today was my twenty-second birthday, and I was spending it alone. I had to drive to a meeting in Albany, it was going to take most of my day. I drug myself out of my bed and took a shower and put on my tailored black suit. The one girlfriend I ever had said I had a million dollar smile and eyes like emeralds. I kept my hair short and professional. Read more »

[MF] I (28M) got to fist someone (26F) for the first time

Literally happened a couple hours ago, I’m still on cloud 9 thinking about it…

Fisting has always been a fetish of mine that I was convinced I was never going to be able to try on anyone, as my fingers are kind of long. That all changed. I recently got together with someone and the sex has been amazing. But what’s even better is she liked being fingered with a LOT of fingers, like we got up to four no problem. That’s when I brought up how hot it would be to try fisting sometime if she was into it, and to my surprise she said that sounded kind of hot.

Literally the next time we met up things got heated and she was incredibly wet, and we got up to four fingers past the knuckle. That’s when she asked for five fingers. I put them in with a “duck beak” shape, worked it in very slowly as she was rocking her hips against my hand. That’s when my fingers naturally curled inside her and before I knew it my entire hand slipped inside her. In seconds she was coming so loud I had to cover her mouth. It was incredible. The feeling of warmth, wetness, and smoothness inside her was indescribable. I felt so close to her in a way I haven’t ever felt with someone else before. She told me it was the hardest she’s ever come before, that she’s never felt that kind of fullness. I think she’s a fan now lol.

I F19 recently fucked my F19 friend whilst my flatmates slept

Me and some friends of mine were all staying in a house together as we were all going uni or work etc and we all got along well! Some of us too well. She was very attractive and we were very close, we were always talking and hanging out together, sometimes very late at night. So, after a lot of drinks and casual flirting, I wasn’t surprised with what happened next. First, it was just friendly cuddling. Then some friendly kissing. I realized it was more than just friendly when my top and skirt appeared on the floor.

I wanted this tho, so I soon returned the favor as she got on top of me completely naked. We had to be very quiet tho, the walls were thin so our flatmates would definitely hear us if we did anything. That didn’t stop her fingering me, three fingers deep as I tried so hard not to moan. I was much better at hiding my pleasure than she was tho, as I was fisting her wet pussy and she was moaning so loud. I kept going tho, this was really fun. The next morning our flatmates just gave us awkward stares and silence. I just smiled at my friend tho, I had a feeling this wasn’t going to be a one time occurrence

He (22 M) picked on me (22 F) at school. When we grew up I used him for orgasms [MF] (Part 2)

**Part 2: Ben’s house**

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“You want a drink or something?” Ben asks, fumbling with his keys as he locks his front door behind us. I start walking up the stairs without asking for directions.

“Or something,” I say, turning halfway up the stairs and leaning against the bannister. I let a dress strap fall down on one shoulder and watch his eyes follow it. “You coming?” I ask, grinning and biting on the end of my thumb.

“Sorry–” Ben says, laughing and rubbing his hands dramatically over his face. “You want to go to my bedroom? With me? Right now? Alone?”

I shrug the shoulder he’d been looking at and continue walking upstairs. “Not if you keep dawdling.”

Immediately, Ben runs up the stairs behind me and swoops me off the floor on the upstairs hallway. My stomach balancing on his shoulder, I let out a small shriek and giggle.

“I think I could have found it without the lift,” I say as he carries me into his large bedroom. A brown leather sofa sits in front of a wall mounted TV. When he places me on my feet, I go and perch on it, kicking my heels onto the floor. Ben sits beside me, his head resting against the armrest so that he faces me. He watches me with a small smile. “What?” I ask. Read more »