Sarah had been waiting for 5 long minutes in anticipation. She had been told to wait in the bed and to make herself comfortable. But being in lingerie wasn’t comfortable at all. Her bra couldn’t even be considered a bra because it only really covered her nipples. Being exposed like that was a new feeling for Sarah, because the size of her breasts meant she usually needed more support. The thong was also outrageously small. It was mostly string that disappeared in her ass and a small triangle in the front meant to cover her. However the triangle just made her look more lude by the way it clung to her lips. The various straps of the garments were tight and made pudgy folds where there hadn’t been before. That was another thing Sarah was uncomfortable with, she wanted to be sexy but the outfit she was told to wear didn’t bring attention to her small waist, but instead accentuated her chubby thighs and stomach. But when her mistress came in and gave Sarah a small smirk, Sarah’s doubts melted away. Her mistress was tall, with thick, dark hair, and a beautiful body. Her beauty almost distracted Sarah from the fact that she was still in the deep neck cocktail dress from earlier that evening.
Tag: G-spot
Afternoon Delight [MF]
The phone buzzed quietly on my desk with a text from Lucy.
“Hey Marco. Are you working from home tomorrow?”
“Hey Lucy, how are you? No plans, why?”
“Got a meeting in the morning near your place. Could do with finding some wifi before I head home.”
“Sure, I’ll WFH then. You’re welcome to drop in whenever.”
As it turned out, her meeting was scheduled to take until lunchtime, so we arranged to meet for lunch in a coffee shop on the high street. My day was quiet so I decided to swing by the gym for an hour first, but I lost track of time and didn’t have time to shower, just splashed some water over my face and then headed to the coffee shop in joggers, hoodie and trainers. I guessed turning up like that meant Lucy would take the piss out of me for looking like a chav, but I was looking forward to seeing her again.
A workplace encounter [MF]
I’ve been thinking about what it would be like if we were to bump into each other during a meeting. Sitting across from each other, everyone around us oblivious to how intimately we know each other. I’m wearing the dress I wore the first time you fucked me, and the blue heels I had wrapped around your neck that last time in my truck. My pussy is getting wetter by the second thinking about it and I can’t focus on what is being discussed. You get a little shifty in your seat and I can tell you’re having the same thoughts.
The room starts to clear, you take your time gathering your things because you don’t want to stand with a raging hard-on. We’re the last two people in the room, but we haven’t actually acknowledged each other yet. We reluctantly head toward the door. Just as we’re about to exit the room, you slowly close the door and lock it.
Familiar
The seat under him was starting to become uncomfortable, the bike wasn’t designed for long leisurely cruises. He hadn’t bought it with hours long rides in mind. He’d bought it to be a fun and reliable way to commute 20-30 miles in one direction to work with at least eight hours out of the saddle between the 30-40 minute commute. He had been on the rumbling motorcycle for over three hours now and had the better part of another hour still to go. This would be the last gas stop though. This was another problem with his duel terrain retro scrambler even with a highway mileage of close to 45 miles per gallon having a fuel tank that was less than two and a half gallons meant the stops were more frequent than was strictly convenient. Though being able to stand and walk around a bit would be a relief from the firm seat. He pulled his face plate up as he pulled into the station and found an open pump and slid in next to it. He dismounted quickly and stood stretching his legs as he pulled out his wallet and slid his card to pay for the gas. As he entered his pin he was thankful, not for the last time that, he had kept some personal accounts that his wife didn’t have access to. He selected premium and pushed the nozzle into the tank. It didn’t take long to pump two gallons of gas to top off the miniscule tank and he put the nozzle back in the holder. He looked around to make sure he wasn’t hogging a pump in a busy station and saw that at least three or four of the other pumps were untaken. He remained standing for as long as he could as he pulled out his phone and sent a quick text letting her know that he was around 45 minutes out.
Shopping Date [MF] [CNC] [breeding] [DDLG]
My little girl steps out of the dressing room and I can’t help but hold my breath as I take in the view. From her little choker to her cute printed crop top to her ruffly skirt and Mary Janes, she just looks like the picture of innocence. “God, you’re beautiful little one. You have to get it all!” She smiles and squeals at my words, doing a little spin and stepping back into the dressing room to change out of the new outfit.
While she does so, I pick up some tights, white ankle socks, colorful print panties, and a solid black t-shirt. I wait near the door and we check out together once she’s done. She cocks her head to the side when she sees the unexpected items and I just grin. “Come on, darling. Time for ice cream!”
She’s been teasing me in little ways the whole day — bending over to “show off” her new outfits, rubbing against me when no one else is looking — and she knows she’s good at it. My perfect little “innocent” slut. Soon I’ll get my revenge.
Pinned down and forced to wet myself 19[FM]
The other day I was lying in bed with my boyfriend; we’d both been drinking because it was our indoor date night, and I was starting to need a wee. As I think many people can relate to, I was tucked up in bed cozily and couldn’t find the energy to get up and go so I just rocked my hips back and forth a little. My boyfriend noticed my discomfort and started holding me down playfully, pushing a little on my belly. I told him it wasn’t funny and that I had to go but he just kept teasing me. After a few minutes my desperation was starting to build and so was my frustration with him pressing on me.
He noticed that I was really starting to need it and moved his hand from my stomach to my pussy. He started to play with my clit a little and it worked as a pretty good distraction at first. I stopped fighting to get away and gave in to the pleasure a little. I closed my eyes and before I knew it, his fingers were inside of me.
Role Reversal [F TF] [somnophilia] [bondage] [breeding]
It’s a good thing my mistress is a heavy sleeper. Despite the set of restraints being under the bed and having used them dozens of times before, I made quite the racket as I got her strapped into them. Of course, this was the first time I wasn’t the one in them. I was shaking as I got the last cuff in place, knowing I had her at my whim for once.
I stripped off my night shirt and panties. I’d spent the last few hours thinking about this and I was absolutely soaked already. I gingerly climbed on the bed and started licking at her girl cock, pulling it into my mouth as I felt it harden and heard her let out a sleepy moan.
Once she had hardened fully, I knew it was time. I stood on the bed and sank down on her, her whole length slipping inside me. I didn’t even try to suppress my needy moan and I saw her eyes shoot open. I lifted back up and came back down on her again, looking straight into her eyes as I did so.
[FM] Seducing my (f/23) girlfriend’s new roommate was more than I bargained for
Recently, I’ve been enjoying a sexual relationship with a gal named Emily who I met out dancing one night last spring.
For those of you who haven’t seen pictures of me (I stopped sharing them awhile back because of some really concerning stalkers – I have a post on it if you want to know more), I like to wear a cross between a “girl next door” and an elegant/fashion-forward styles. I have a long slim torso, long legs, and relatively small pointy tits (b-c cups) and am considered beautiful by many but Emily is very different. She has a punk/goth style. She has a nose ring, lots of ear piercings, short black hair that is usually tussled and spiked in the back, and tattoos all over. Her features are delicate and angular, her lips are plump and firm, and her eyes are big and brown with long, long lashes. Her skin is like porcelain and she’s short and curvy with a long torso, narrow waist, and big round DD tits with high nipples surrounded by dark brown areolae that perk up the moment she’s turned on. Her pussy is usually trimmed into a dark landing strip and it throbs bright red in contrast to her milky white skin. She’s gay (I’m pan) and she likes her clit licked and rubbed as she’s being penetrated with a dildo or strap on. She makes sweet, small moans and gasps as she orgasms, her muscles contract and roll like waves and her cum tastes like salty rose water taffy (I am uncontrollably loud and shake and quiver when I cum). Like me, she’s capable of multiple orgasms and we have spent a number of days shut in during the pandemic making each other cum for hours on end, breaking only to eat and rehydrate. Although we have an open and undefined relationship, Emily has been my main physical and emotional relationship this past year, and she has been very understanding and supportive with my sex life and is an awesome friend as well as a lover.
Used And DP’d (MF)
Out of patience and needing a break, I tell you I’m going to have a bath. No misbehaving this time, I soak and read before getting out and slipping into a lace nighty and matching panties with a latticework back. Once bedtime is done we nestle in to the couch and you use the lace to tease my nipples to full arousal. I try to finger myself, but you block my hands from touching my body.
You order me to get my dildo and come back. I hand to you and nestle back in, leaning against you so my breasts are available to your hands. You slip my panties to the side and penetrate me with the toy, driving it deeply inside me before replacing my panties. I take your head in my mouth as your free hand strokes your shaft.
Summer Slutty Dates Series pt. 1 [FM]
This summer began the start of my slut phase where I wanted to fuck as many guys as I could. The only limiting factors for me were that 1. I am in the middle of a panhandle, or pandemic, whatever. 2. I was back in my hometown living with my parents where the house is never empty and 3. Most of the guys also were living with their family.
Those limiting factors were not as easy as I had hoped to be able to circumnavigate. Even with there being difficulties, I managed to start out fairly well. This is the beginning of my summer dates series, all dates are out of order due to the stories that I want told first. I hope you enjoy and get some fun out of it ;)
Part 1: **Boy #2 – Josh**
We managed to have some mutual friends, so I felt safe enough to allow him to pick me up for dinner. I got into his red Jetta as we left to go to the restaurant. He was playing Kasey Musgraves and had a button down blue polo with a floral pattern and khaki shorts. He looked nice, light brown hair and able to be played with if I wished so. Green eyes that almost turned blue in the sunlight. He was handsome and I was lucky we had matched.