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Schoolgirl, Part Three [Mf]

For the first fifteen seconds that she was completely undressed, Hilbrandt only stared at her, mouth open, jaw damned near on the floor. Aly had to wonder how long it had been since her vice principal had taken his wife’s clothes off because standing in front of her, he looked like a deer in headlights, unblinking as he gawked at her naked form and stroked his cock furiously, finally snapping out of it when she cracked a smile.

Hilbrandt had to laugh at himself. “You are… a beautiful girl, Alison. I think you know that.”

“Thank you, sir.”

Hilbrandt gritted his teeth as he jerked himself off. “Oh… yeah. Alison, do me a favor, sweetheart, and hold your hair up for me. Yeah, just like that, bring it all up. With both hands.” The vice principal nodded zealously as she brought her elbows over her head, holding her hair in a long, perky ponytail. “That’s beautiful,” Hilbrandt nodded. “Now give your breasts a little shake for me. Just like that. Perfect. Perfect, perfect,” he practically growled under his breath as Aly shimmied for him, giggling as she watched her breasts bounce from side to side, still going even when she stopped. Hilbrandt was going nuts for it. He was holding onto the back of a chair now, going red and making a funny face. It seemed to come as a surprise to him when he came. Aly held in her giggle as she helped Vice Principal Hilbrandt clean up, since he was completely spent from blowing his load to her shaking tits. That was kind of fun, she thought. Read more »

From Nice to Naughty (M/F)

“Look,” she mused in my direction, “you’re cute and all, but you’re just too nice.”

Melina smoothed her raven locks out of her face as her emerald eyes narrowed and judged me. She tapped me patronizingly on the shoulder, and turned back to the bar, wrapping her fingers around a cup and downing her Jack. Her button nose scrunched up, but my eyes quickly hungered for her lips; ruby red, wet with lip gloss and whiskey.

It was an age old thing between Mel and I. I was her shoulder to cry on, her confidante, and she was occasionally my wingman, my therapist, and a great source of advice. We weren’t really relationship-compatible, but she would occasionally go on drunk tirades of wanting to be choked and roughed up…but for all she knew, I was a one and done, missionary guy. It wasn’t for my lack of trying, she just really never let me get a word in edgewise about my own sexual interests, or if I was able to, she evidently didn’t remember it. Read more »

My first try- Master Valentin Disciplines the New Maid [m/f]

Master Valentin Walker had a strict policy against those who would rob and deceive him. Today, his estate’s most recent hire had crossed that line. She had been tasked with delivering a triple tiered cupcake display to the dining room for the evening’s banquet. Somewhere in the admittedly long transit from kitchen to the dais in the event hall, one chocolate frosted cupcake had been lost.

It was only a dessert—but in his experience, a maid whose small crimes went without apprehension eventually set eyes on his personal heirlooms.

Not to mention, he’d had his eyes on the new hire. There was something in the way she walked, a salaciousness to the sway of her hips that could not be intentional, yet could not be hidden. In a sea of uniformed girls, Master Valentin never failed to spot her. He never set out looking. His gaze just seemed to trail Selena Vosshall.

He found Selena in the dining room, bent over to scrub a drop of dried wine off the floor with her dish rag. He imagined laying a hand on her shapely derriere, placing it under her skirt, resting it on the curves beneath. Read more »

Wrote this for a couple of redditors “London Coffee Shop” [MMF] [Hotwife]

Clark scanned the coffee shop expectantly. He hadn’t seen CC in person but would recognize her in a heartbeat. She didn’t seem to be there which just increased his nerves more. As Clark ordered an espresso he mentally kicked himself for not choosing a bar where he could drink some liquid courage. The last few months had been exciting and the idea of being with CC was always on the forefront of his mind but he had never really thought they would meet face to face.

After getting his espresso Clark found a couch in the far corner of the shop. Easily able to see the entrance; he caught himself staring at the door like a child looking at the chimney on Christmas. Slightly embarrassed he took out his phone and began to scroll through his Facebook feed. That of course led to him reading the exchange between CC and himself. What started as an online appreciation of CC’s fine form turned into a lustful online affair. They both got worked up while discussing their sexual past but it was Clark who sent a message admitting that he masturbated after their last chat. CC responded with a picture of her playing with a small black vibrator. That seemed to open the flood gates of picture exchange and dirty messages. Clark downloaded Kik, a messaging app, solely for his playtime with CC. Recently, they had phone sex while CC’s husband was out of town on business. It was the strongest orgasm Clark had since college. He absent mindedly scrolled through the photos CC had sent him: her topless in the mirror, her bent over showing him her pussy, her lying on the bed legs spread in nothing but a garter belt and stockings, standing in heels… Read more »

Napa Valley Wedding Trip Conclusion

The drive back to their hotel was difficult. I couldn't get the feel of Courtney off of my hands and my cock. The way her body… oops, I have to stay in my own lane here. I shook my head to clear the cobwebs and looked in the rear view mirror. Both Jen and Courtney were back there, their lips locked passionately and their hands roaming over and under clothing. That wasn't helping me stay between the lines on the road either. We had a fifteen minute drive back to the hotel, and Jen was determined to make the most of it.

She kissed down Courtney's neck, both hands moving down Courtney's body to hike her dress up. Jen sat back and pulled at Courtney's panties, and Courtney obliged her, extricating her legs from them without hesitation. She lowered herself between Courtney's legs, a maneuver made slightly complicated because it was happening in the back seat of a car. I watched Courtney's face as she watched Jen… her eyes went wide as Jen's tongue experimentally traced itself up and down Courtney's pussy. She idly placed a hand on Jen's head and sighed long and hard as Jen's tongue went deeper. I watched her eyes close and her head tilt back as she pulled her knees up. I couldn't see what Jen was doing at all, I was just focused on Courtney's pleasure. I remembered how I like to watch her face while I lick her pussy, I guess I like to watch while other people do it too. Read more »

Kelly’s Out (A story about cuckolding and experimenting, told from multiple vantage points) Part 3 of 3

In an instant, Mark was on her, tearing into Kelly’s stockings and grinding his mouth against the soft skin of her thighs. Kelly gripped his scalp and guided him to her pussy, roughly pushing the thin fabric of her panties to one side so he could taste her. “Ahhhh” she gasped as his stubble scratched the sensitive skin on the inside of her left thigh, and she tried to hold him tight as he sucked on her flesh, marking her with a deep bruise. “Eat me!” she instructed, and Mark didn’t disappoint. He pushed her thighs together and hooked his thumbs into her panties, slipping them down her long legs and over her chunky stilettos. Finally free, Kelly spread her legs again gratefully for Mark, offering herself to him. He buried his face in her pussy and rolled his tongue deep inside her, tasting the deepest parts of her body where even she couldn’t reach. Kelly angled her hips so Mark could have full access to her mound, and he worked her like a professional, sucking her clit with a fearsome aggression. He placed his palms under her thighs and kept her spread wide, although that was hardly necessary. She screamed all of a sudden, as though enraptured by orgasm, which spurred Mark on even more. He was good, certainly, but that as good as that—she tried to bring her orgasm to the surface, to let it take her by force, but it remained far off. Nevertheless, she came for the camera as though Mark were some kind of genius. She shook her body and cried out in loud, arcing moans, hoping that Alex would have to the lower the playback volume or blow the speakers. Mark could hardly believe how skilled he had suddenly become, but he pushed the notion of faking to the back of his mind. Kelly’s pussy tasted too good and her movements and shrieks were making him feel like a master. She ran her fingers into his hair and screamed Mark’s name, finally revealing to Alex the name of this pussy-eating god. Kelly felt the mirage of an orgasm pass over her, but Mark wasn’t nearly skilled enough to bring her to climax in the face of such a performance. All the same, her juices flowed out of her and covered Mark’s greedy mouth. Read more »

Janice and the Mushroom King Part 2.2 [Mf] [voy] [oral] [weird] [fantasy]

Billy circled around the swamp and clambered into the stump as quietly as he could. He undid the zipper of his overalls to expose his member to the air, which was a great relief in itself. He found a knot-hole at just the right elevation for his oak-hard cock and slid it through. He took moss and grass from within arm's reach and packed it around the hole until his thick and expectant cock looked like it had sprouted there as naturally as any woodland agaric.

The faery led Janice to the stump. "This should be a straightforward one," he said. "Though this variety may feel or taste a bit unusual. I can assure you that it looks like it's in quite good health, however."

Janice ran her hand down the bark of the stump. "I know this old tree," she said. "Daddy sometimes holes up here when he's out huntin'." Billy breathed as shallow and silent as he could. The girl was less than two feet away. The sticky-sweet smell of her perfume mixed with her sweat and feminine excitement and the woody mushroom musk that clung to her seemed to billow around Billy and he fought an urge to plunge his face into the girl's neck and clamp his thick arms around her and steal a deep draught of her. Instead he focused entirely on his penis, which raged just inches from her searching fingertips. Read more »

The kinky games couples play [MF] [Anal] [Pegging] [Bd] [Fdom] [Long]

Preface: She is across the country visiting family so we took the opportunity to have some fun sexting and this is where we got taking turns. We are looking for a third to pick it up from here with us on Kik, so if you like what you read, shoot us a PM. Now the story:

It's summer break, and Lo, who is a teacher by profession, has been enjoying the freedoms that come with it; sleeping in late, not wearing cloths, smoking a lot of weed, occasionally drinking at noon and certainly a lot of self play-time. On this lazy weekday afternoon, she was quite a bit extra revved up since her and Jack had their favorite, once a week, kinky anal date night the evening before, (that started with a good finger-banging-to squirt at the movies and ended up with a fist sized vibrating buttplug up her satisfyingly large, yoga-sculpted ass while tied up and throat fucked by Jack's nearly 8 inch and very girthy cock till tears ruin her makeup, then spun around and ass-fucked with his throbbing, grool covered member till Lo's legs tremble. The result left a very large puddle of fluids on the bed.) She was just tipsey enough to have no problem playing with her pussy for an hour or so to her favorite porn, Bonnie Rotten in a strapon lesbian anal gangbang, and was getting close to orgasm when she hears the front door open down the hall and a familiar jangle of keys. Read more »