The Camgirl Part LXIII: I Want to Suck Your Cock [Oral] [MF] [Fsolo] [Mast]

**VIII: Blake**

**Blake**

Blake could feel her nails digging into Liam’s shoulders as she held him down. He hadn’t tried to rise, but his suggestion had evoked a primal, visceral response within her that had managed to break through the haze in her mind that almost getting him off had created. Ironically, that made his suggestion even more valid.

*Fuck that. He’s mine, and I finally got him into my bed. He’s not going* anywhere!

Blake tried to think of a less crazy-sounding way to say that.

“I am *not* wasting a night where I can be with you by having you sleep on the fucking couch.”

That kind of worked. Blake didn’t think it sounded too crazy, at least.

“I just—” she started again, then sighed.

*You fucking need this.*

*I need something…his cock felt so fucking good against my ass*…she shivered just thinking about that. *But no sex. Not yet. I have to at least try to be good.*

Blake drew herself up, meeting Liam’s gaze again.

“I don’t think we should have sex tonight,” she said, forcing each word out with considerable effort, “But I want to suck your cock.”

Andrew and Michelle (part 3)

Andrew and Michelle (part 3)

The Maid gets Laid

Andrew woke up in the bed in his own room. He’d managed to crawl there last night after the events of delivering “room service” too Michelle. First he had shagged her to within an inch of her life and she had allowed him to cum inside her, then she had said that she had booked him for the night and they would be going again! This resulted in Andrew, somehow, finding the stamina to work Michelle through several more positions before giving her a second load, this time shooting over her massive tits following a furious tit-fuck! Having massaged the cum into her tits, Michelle then confessed that she needed to rest for a bit. Andrew lay down to catch his breath and when he next looked as Michelle, she was fast asleep. That was when he returned to his own room to rest himself.

My Dick

It all began while she had an illness, the medicine for which left her unconcerned and indifferent, toward sex. And even though she was recovering, her libido had fallen off to the point that even talking about sexual activity was an act of futility. I came home one day to find a small anal trainer on the table.

She had always enjoyed light anal sex, I would often take my finger and circle around her anus, rubbing and teasing her there as I would give perform cunnilingus, varying between the intensity of licking and light sucking on her clit and the pressure I would apply to her anus. As she would come closer and closer to climax, she would push against my finger, taking it in, riding it until she came. I used to tease her, saying her g-spot was in her butt. Usually her answer to this was a teasing terse, “What, you have a problem with that”?

Now I had a problem for sure, as she seemed to have lost interest in sex, nothing I was doing to encourage her seemed to be working and now the trainer on the table was a plain sign that for the foreseeable future, she wanted me to please myself.

Getting through a semester apart [MF]

For some context: my GF and I are both in college, and she’s abroad for the semester. We have a very sexual relationship, and it’s hard on both of us to be apart since we have sex nearly every day. She’s in a place with limited WiFi, but we’re able to communicate daily. I wrote her this story yesterday to give us something to both fantasize about while we’re separated.

The moment you get back, lips and tongue will be all over your body. I’ll start at your face, showering you with light kisses and adoration, because I just have so much love for you, but they’ll soon become much more passionate. We’ll make out, our hands roaming and finding pleasure everywhere they go, as I move my tongue to your neck and you shudder under me.

You feel my rock hard cock slide against you as I move down your body. My lips kiss across your chest to your breast, where I flick my tongue over your nipple until it hardens in my mouth and I suck and kiss it while I grope your other breast. My mouth moves back and forth between your breasts, and I slide a finger down to feel your wetness below.

Molly’s first night with her new married lovers [FFM] [LONG] [VERY FUCKING LONG] [DETAILED] [THREESOME] [DIRTY TALK] [POLY] [FICTIONAL]

I met them at the company Christmas party. Max and Olivia were a couple in their mid 30s. Max was the head of finance at the marketing firm where I was doing my internship. He was tall with narrow hips and a head of thick dark hair. But it was his toned back and broad shoulders that made me drool the first time I saw him. He came up to the Marketing floor for a meeting that I would be taking the minutes for. I had watched him walk into the conference room with a smile as he greeted my boss Andrea. My jaw almost dropped. This man was tall, toned, and unbelievably sexy.

After that day I made any excuse to go down to the finance floor, just to possibly catch a glimpse of him. I once volunteered to personally deliver a final spending report directly to his office. I was sweating as I knocked on his office door and I heard a deep voice say “come in”

[MF] Spontaneous night of fucking Chloe after my work Christmas party

1) I hope you like reading, this turned out very very long… Apologies…

2) Backstory… I first met Chloe almost four years ago after my girlfriend at the time replied to a post Chloe had made on one of the nsfw subs searching for a bull.

I ended up meeting Chloe that same night. I picked her up from the train station and went back to my house where we fucked and took pictures and videos for her to take back to her boyfriend. And we’ve been friends and fuck buddies ever since.

3) Chloe is a beautiful, sexy and an almost permanently horny young lady. I hope she finds this story, enjoys it, and then with her permission I’ll enhance it with some of the many pictures and videos we’ve taken over the years.

4) Fast forward to now. I’m married to that same awesome girlfriend. Chloe is now engaged to the same boyfriend. And we still regularly fuck.

On to the night in question, late November…

[Str8] I planned a rough gangbang for my submissive gf [FMMM][group][anal]

My SO and I have been together for over a decade, but only started experimenting with “swinging” and “hotwifing” for the past couple of years. We’re presently in our late 30s and the story below happened early Summer 2018 and was put together from a combination of still images and various cell phone video shot by myself and the other guys involved, and our own recollections of how things went down.

To give you a visual reference for what she looks like; think Amy Adams meets Katie St Ives. She’s tiny, barely five feet tall and about 100 lbs. Red hair, fair skin, perky tits and ass…and she’s insanely tight.

For visual reference for the guys involved; I am 5’10”, dark hair and fair skin, with a slim but fit build and a 7 inch cock. “Big Guy” was 6’4” and over 200 lbs, with short brown hair and a 6 inch dick, and “Bearded Guy” was about my height, slim with an over 8 inch cock.

Bliss Part 6 Finale! [FFf][addiction][drugs][oral][mother/daughter]

The three women woke up almost simultaneously. Shannon and Vicky looked over Janet’s satisfied body at each other. The events of the day before slowly came back to them, and their expressions turned from sleepy, to horrified. What had Janet done to them?

They sat up, rustling Janet awake as they tried to sneak away. When Janet realised how upset the mother and daughter were, she sat the, both down on the bed and assured them that everything was alright.

“Now, now, ladies. There’s nothing to be upset about. You both have some unresolved emotions and things that you need to tell each other. Unfortunately, you’ve been to reserved to let it all out. But, I think I know what will help you to lower those inhibitions.” Janet stood at the foot of the bed and produced a bag of Bliss.

Shannon and Vicky looked up at her with wide, terrified eyes. They shook their heads, tears welling in their eyes. They couldn’t bare to lose control again the way they did before. They pleaded for Janet to have mercy, to let them spend the day as mother and daughter, and not sex slaves for Janet’s dirty desires.

He Mistook Her for a Shy Girl. Part 3: Raising the Stakes. [Mff] [Mast] [FMast]

Chris’s feeble defences had been broken. He wasn’t able to fight against the emotional and sexual weapons in Chloe’s arsenal. He became distracted, his work on his book slowed to a crawl – he was behind schedule and lacking sleep. How could he ignore his foe, when she was a regular visitor in his home and his daughter’s best friend and crush.

The pictures continued to be delivered to his phone unabated. He couldn’t stop himself looking, if only they were to be deleted immediately after. He thought of going to Tammy a few times and coming clean. But he didn’t want his wife to know that his sexual curiosity for a woman 20 years his junior was the trigger for this calamity.

Jess and Chloe became ever closer – he was pretty sure his daughter wasn’t gay but there was no doubt she was finding joy in the experimentation of bisexuality. This seemed to totally pass Tammy by, but even without the unwanted pictures that Chloe had sent him the signs were obvious: the hand on the bottom as they waited to cross the road, the entwined fingers as they watched a movie, the exchange of tongues in a stolen kiss in the swing seat at the bottom of the garden.

He Mistook Her for a Shy Girl. Part 3: Raising the Stakes. [Mff] [Mast] [FMast]

For those who missed it: [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/enlgbn/he_mistook_her_for_a_shy_girl_mforalcheat) [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/eo2uyf/he_mistook_her_for_a_shy_girl_part_2_the_slippery)

**Part 3:**

Chris’s feeble defences had been broken. He wasn’t able to fight against the emotional and sexual weapons in Chloe’s arsenal. He became distracted, his work on his book slowed to a crawl – he was behind schedule and lacking sleep. How could he ignore his foe, when she was a regular visitor in his home and his daughter’s best friend and crush.

The pictures continued to be delivered to his phone unabated. He couldn’t stop himself looking, if only they were to be deleted immediately after. He thought of going to Tammy a few times and coming clean. But he didn’t want his wife to know that his sexual curiosity for a woman 20 years his junior was the trigger for this calamity.

Jess and Chloe became ever closer – he was pretty sure his daughter wasn’t gay but there was no doubt she was finding joy in the experimentation of bisexuality. This seemed to totally pass Tammy by, but even without the unwanted pictures that Chloe had sent him the signs were obvious: the hand on the bottom as they waited to cross the road, the entwined fingers as they watched a movie, the exchange of tongues in a stolen kiss in the swing seat at the bottom of the garden.