Shower for 2….or….. [MFM] [anal] [3some] [spit roasted] [unexpected encounter]

The smell of coffee tickles my senses, as I stretch naked, in your warm bed. Without opening my eyes, I reach for you….touching a cold bedsheet, I look to discover you’re not in bed next to me. Disappointed, I prop on one elbow to look around….the room is empty but I hear the shower running. Smiling, I picture your sexy naked body…wet…soapy….throwing back the warm covers, I shiver for a moment but am warmed at the thought of joining my sexy man in the shower…with any luck, I’ll have you back in bed soon enough.

Pushing open the bathroom door, the room is steamy from the hot water. Quietly slipping into the shower, I put my arms around your waist….my hard nipples pressed into your wet back, my eyes close slowly….kissing across your back, I murmur softly “baby…you feel so good…you’d feel even better thrusting deeply into me again and again….” my voice trails off as you turn around, your fingertips bringing my chin to your lips. My full, firm breasts press into your chest as you crush your lips to mine….moaning softly at your kiss, my eyes fly open as I jerk back, breaking the kiss….”oh my God…Skyler…I’m…I’m so sorry….” I start to say, loosening my arms around his body. “Don’t be, gorgeous…best surprise I’ve had in months” Skyler says, drawing my body closer to his, finding my lips with his. His kiss is demanding yet sweet, it’s difficult for me to enjoy his kiss as I feel his hard cock growing and pressing against my stomach…the thought his excitement is because of me is sexy….but I don’t belong here…he’s not Cole.

WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 74 Rebirth Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)

“What was it, the fact that I stumbled onto one of the biggest hit columns? That I was the rising star of the Silk Stocking journalism. The fact that I, Clarissa Love had finally broke free from the dude who took my freedom or the fact that I missed having a cock twenty four seven..” Feeling a presence long before having her hand cast aside. “You know that it would (feeling a much bigger cock plugging the hole) cum down to this (the first thrust, the feel of being split in two, the overwhelming orgasmic rush knowing that he picked the forbidden fruit and was going balls deep to get it) didn’t you” echoed in her head. Not sure if he said it or the voice came from her own subconscious. Planting his arms just shy of her shoulders, “His sent (taking a deep whiff) Mmm smells like (the thrust shoving in the vibrator, tagging ever g-spot that ever existed in her pussy) orgasm.. orgas.. Ooo fuckkk OooohOooohOooohOoooh” her whisper turned into a raging orgasm with just a thrust. Clarissa’s arm seizing up as he impacted her ass, pulling the vibrator back as his balls smacked her pussy. “Moan or I will whip your ass with my cock” a joke possibly butt with enough force the only thing cuming from her mouth was a moan. “Ooooh fuckkk yesss OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesss yesss … (his third or his thirtieth Clarissa had lost track of how many strokes before her pussy would explode in a cum filled shower) OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” she half screamed and moaned. “To late (the strike to her bum was brutal even for a cock) you should have known (just the head was jammed in her asshole, forcing it to stretch once more) when to scream and when (the second strike made the first feel like a warm up) to moan” Clarissa’s ass had a nice red cock mark adorning one cheek. “Oh shit he.. he just.. … OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” biting the carpet even though her mews still rang out. “Suc..” was a he got as a wet new hole now gagged on his cock. Her eyes stared up at him, filled with terror and satisfaction. He stroked her cheek, “Good slut (this hole time moving his hand to the back of her head), butt I wanted you to face fuck my cock” without warning he pulled her mouth further on his cock till she was gasping for air. Patting her throat, felling his cock lodged in it. “Good (releasing her so she could breath) good, now gimme dat ass” spinning her around and sinking his cock balls deep back in her asshole. “This will be the last time I hear of my (this time something that turned her on more then he knows, a spanking from his own hand) woman tit fucking someone else without any need” pressing her body down so that just her ass was up. Locking his arm onto the small of her back forcing her ass against his pelvis. “Do I (the hair pulling just seemed appropriate, taking a fist full of hair and jerking it back towards him) make myself clear” Cy’s thrust so powerful that Clarissa lost the vibrator. Pulling her back by her neck, her orgasm was there butt she would not give it up without one more big thrust. With his pull, she bowed out her back, contorting to his wish, he bit her ear. The shock, the pain, the pure unadulterated pleasure it produced put her over the edge coupled with his last thrust. “OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk Mmmm OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss yesssssssss OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” her cum dripped from his balls, spraying in wildest way possible. “Suck my cock my little Slut” is that what he thinks of her. “His little (spank my own fucking pussy) Slut.. something in the way he said it..” her thinking was interrupted by pushing past her gagging spot. Not by Cy’s doing butt Clarissa’s for she finally had a cock that hung (not for very long before she would sucking down) over her. Holding there, tight against his stubble, swallowing at every chance. “You are good. So good in fact that I will cum in your talking pussy. Down that cum dumpster of a throat you have” all this vulgar talk was just making Clarissa Love so fucking wet that her next smack would make her cum again. “You know you can’t wait.. smack it, smack it for me.. cum on smack it for everything he has done to yOoo.. Ooooh yesss OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” her own subconscious was having a orgasm but by what? Swallow once again, the taste of salt, the taste of sugar as his creamy load erupted from Cy’s cock.
“As a Sub you will only take what is given to you, you will suck, swallow, even tease him butt in the end you will obey his every dirty request” that speech from Sub class kept repeating over and over in Clarissa’s mind till she could no longer taste his salty sweet cum. Looking up at him, looking down at Clarissa. “You still need to learn a few things my Little Slut butt (Cy leaned forward and gripped her ass) things are (a double spanking, the cum that just pooled beneath Clarissa’s pussy) progressing smoothly.
“I need you to cum over tomorrow, my flat right after you’re session in Sub class (looking back at her) understand” this was not a question this was a statement, one in which Clarissa would not want to miss.

Christmas Party Fun

This is the first story I ever wrote for my gorgeous, beautiful girlfriend, but since she liked it so much I decided to share it. Story was written sometime last year.
Constructive criticism is welcome.

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Jeff and Stacy met a few years back, they had instantly fallen in love with each other. And have been together ever since.

They have an annual tradition, they gather every year, together with close friends and celebrate christmas. It’s about the only time of year they get to see each other together. Only this year things have gotten slightly out of hand…

Jeff and Stacy were always a bit cheeky and loved to try new things in the bedroom. He loved teasing her for hours while they were outside, before they got home and fucked like rabbits, sometimes they couldn’t wait until they got back home, and found discrete places where to fuck outside, but that’s another story to be told.

Jeff got ready for the party before going to pick Stacy up. He wore a tight red and dark-blue squared shirt with some fancy black pants and nothing beneath his pants, he was planning to make things hot for Stacy.

Lola [FMf] [incest, sexual abuse][homophobic parents][emotional manipulation]

i wrote this story as i am reflecting on my experience as a lesbian, victim of sexual abuse. it is not autobiographical. it is more like a nightmare based on my experience.

technical notes: i take liberties with the practice of ivf and describe a procedure that does not currently exist.

fair warning: this is an honest, realistic depiction of experiencing sexual abuse as a young adult. the character suffers emotional pain throughout, and is passively suicidal. none of that ”the victim learns to love it” bullshit. i do give the character a happy ending where she triumphs over the abuse.

fair warning 2: there is a forced pregnancy, and the use of drugs to make the victim pliable.

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She’d just turned eighteen. Just graduated high school, a straight-A student, shy and reserved. She was looking forward to the summer, maybe do a few wild things for the first time, and prepare for college in the fall. Turns out it was a trap.

Please come again! (M47) (M45) (F45) (F42) Orgy, Anal, Explicit, Masturbation

We had talked about a threesome on a few occasions but I wanted to test the his limits. I think he would like another male caressing his hard cock. Just close your eyes and enjoy the sensation I tell him. He wasn’t sure until we had gone out one night.

I saw him make eye contact with the waitress across the room upon entry. She was a sexy petite woman with a great smile and plump lips, long dark hair. Her breasts were quite plump for as small as she was. She was wearing one of the school girl skirts. You know, like cheerleader short. I couldn’t blame him for checking her out, I was too.

I had worn a silk lavender top minus the accessories that run underneath. The warm breeze blew against my silk shirt brushing against my nipples making them poke out in all the right places. I was also wearing a tight pair of soft pink lacy panties and a small vibrator. The flowing skirt I wore provided just enough space to be slid up when we are ready. We liked living on the edge in our sexual life.

[MF] Don’t fuck my sister!

This event happened some 8 years ago now or so. I’ve dated a little too much over the years, so I’ve a tendency to forget some of my *escapades*. I recalled this one last night when I was chatting to a work colleague. A large portion of it is quite clear but I’ll be paraphrasing in parts.

A little about me: Irish, 6’1″, 175lbs, athletic, short fair hair and a well kept red beard.

In my early twenties I lived with one of my best mates and his girlfriend after I broke up with a crazy and toxic AF ex-GF. I’ll refer to them as Jack and Jill, as they don’t play much of a part in the story beyond some context.

Jill and I never really got along, but she loved my friend and so did I. So we did our best to be civil. Jill was, and still is to this day one of the most psychotic people I have ever met. Needless to say, I can be overprotective, thus our relationship was hit and miss.

[M]y wi(f)e and I have a ton of fun with our new cock sleeve. [Cum fetish][Nsfw] true story. Part 1

So this started after we put the baby to bed so around 9-9:30 at night. We had just gotten a new cock sleeve, I had about half a shot glass full of cum that we’d saved over the course of the week and we were both ready to fuck.

I have a decent cum fetish and like a kind of a cheating? Fetish. I like the idea of her getting fucked by tons of guys all railing her hard and filling her pussy with load after load of cum and then I get to go last and feel how sloppy, wet and loose she is. Now I could never actually go thru with it, I don’t like sharing. So instead we’ve gotten I to sleeves and sheaths which are super fun and have the added benefit of not making game cum so I get to go at the end too and see/feel what I have done to her pussy.

Drive-In Seduction • Chapter 8 • Transformation

They drove out of the darkened drive-in, and once back on the main road, Sally slid across the bench to be next to her date. Lenny placed an arm around her shoulders, pulling her tightly to him. Sally turned the radio back on, and they listened quietly, the wipers trying and failing to keep time with the rock music.

The street lights were all off, and the flashing yellow and red lights at the Main Street intersection indicated how far the power outage had gone. The colored lights reflected eerily on the darkened, empty streets, wet with rain. Lenny passed through the intersection, but didn’t turn toward Sally’s house, instead heading further away out of town.

“Where are we going?” Sally asked.

“We have to pick up your brother at Zimmer’s farm.”

“Do we really?” Sally whined.

“I have to make sure he gets home, don’t I?”

They turned onto Zimmer’s Farm Road, and drove down the empty street for only a mile or so, when Lenny could see flashing blue lights come up fast behind him. “Shit. What now?” He slowed and pulled over to the side of the road as the Police car sped past him, closely followed by an olive-green sedan with a big white star painted on the hood and both doors.

Drive-In Seduction • Chapter 7 • Escalation

Lenny tried teasing her first, spreading her legs wide, and gently kissing her inner thighs, but Sally would have none of that, and roughly pulled him by the hair to her sopping wet gash. “Lick me… please…”

He rewarded her moxie by doing just that. He started at the bottom, and in one wide swipe of his tongue, licked all the way to her clitoris and beyond, tickling her sparse downy fur. Sally gasped at the sudden sensation of feeling his hot tongue in her honey pot, swooned as he made that first initial contact with her clit, and then defiantly pushed his face back down where it belonged. “Right there… right there…”

Lenny smiled, and attached his lips to her clit, sucking hard for it to come out of its hiding place, and humming against the little nub when it did. Sally went off like a rocket, arching her back, pressing her pussy hard against his face while pulling him down by the hair at the same time. “Oh! Oh! Yes! Oh my god! Oh! Lenny! I love you! Suck me, baby! Oh god, it feels so good!!”

[MF] Getting Handsy On A Train Leads To Fun In The Alley

We’re on a metro train, each going home after having a long day. You just yearn for some relaxation, maybe a bubblebath with a nice glass of wine. The train is slowly getting more cramped. When you got on there wasn’t even room to sit – so you were hanging off of the rail just wanting the day to end. Among the less than enjoyable odors… you catch a hint of cologne. Looking back, you see me seated, wearing a modern shirt with a knit tie, reading something on my phone. After my scent drew you in, your eyes linger, wondering about me.

We come to another stop, and even more people file into the train. An older woman hobbles onto the train, and I promptly get up to give her my seat – moving to stand behind you. The train is so crowded, yet people keep cramming themselves in. Before we depart for the next stop, you find me pressed up behind you. Your intoxicated by my smell, and as I catch yours I find myself equally enamored.