Not Just Another [F]riday [M]orning [True Story]

This needs to be prefaced with the fact that my girlfriend and I have been talking more lately and opening up about stuff that we want. This has been making me feel more comfortable with myself otherwise I don’t think this would have played out like it did and which makes this such an interesting experience to me.

Quick descriptions: we’re both 28 and around 5’5″. I’m a little stocky but getting in shape, with short brown hair and a beard and glasses. She’s a bit on the curvy side, shoulder length brown hair, D cups, a pretty nice ass and thick thighs.

I was horny all night at work. Like getting so hard I couldn’t stand up from under my desk for a good few minutes horny. I needed to get some. And for some reason, I didn’t just need to get some. I needed to Fuck with a capital F.

The Quiet Ones – [Arse Worship / Ass Worship], [Riding Cock], [Pussy Licking], [Small Tits], [Kissing], [Romantic], [Gentle], [Petite], [Cute] , [Lingerie], [Masturbation], [Geek], [Glasses], [Dirty Talk], [British]

I’d first met her when she started working at my office as a temp. A petite little cutie with long brown hair with a gentle and natural curl and a beautiful arse hidden under her knee-length pencil skirt. She was in her own little world with a face that rarely smiled, but which I longed to see grimaced in ecstasy, especially under those cute geeky glasses. She wasn’t like the other girls in the office. She was so quiet no one really spoke to her but I obsessed over her. I used to fantasise about fucking her, turning myself on repeating, in words in my head,  the things I would like to do with her.

I knew she was cute but I first realised she was something really special when I caught her touching herself at her desk! It was early in the morning and we’d been the first two in the office, She had come in first and was there on her own when I walked in and saw her bent slightly over, her eyes half closed and her right hand definitely not on her mouse, but down between her legs. She immediately stopped when she realised I was there and awkwardly said good morning to me. She suspected that I knew, and she was right. We spent the rest of the morning exchanging glances. Her’s trying to work out if I would tell any one else and seemingly begging me not to. Meanwhile I tried to keep a straight face, delighted that I’d finally penetrated her quiet exterior and got a glimpse that she was the saucy little thing that I had hoped she was.

Not Just Another [F]riday [M]orning

This needs to be prefaced with the fact that my girlfriend and I have been talking more lately and opening up about stuff that we want. This has been making me feel more comfortable with myself otherwise I don’t think this would have played out like it did and which makes this such an interesting experience to me.

I was horny all night at work. Like getting so hard I couldn’t stand up from under my desk for a good few minutes horny. I needed to get some. And for some reason, I didn’t just need to get some. I needed to Fuck with a capital F.

So I’m driving home, thinking of all the things I wanted to do to her and psyching myself up because I know I have a Dom side in me but I’d never really fully unleashed it with her. I was also preparing for disappointment because she wasn’t feeling great the day before. She had said she felt better before bed and was probably going to work unless she felt bad again in the morning and she’s always gone before I get home. So imagine how hard I get when I see her car was still there as I pulled in.

Snippet of a Dramione FanFic I Did [MF] [LightOrgasmTorture]

“Patience, Granger.” he whispered, his lips pressing openmouthed kisses down her throat.

“Not my forte.”

“Would you rather I tie you down again?” he growled, biting her shoulder.

Her breath caught at the slight sting, and she slid her hands to his arse, yanking him forward against her heated core.

He grunted, capturing her lips in another rough kiss, grinding his length against her one more time before stepping back again. He kicked off his pants, and this time Hermione moved as well, ridding herself of her shirt and pants before Draco was pulling her to the edge of the bed by her thighs. He knelt in front of her, pushing her legs apart before attacking her pussy through the thin material of her underwear.

“*Malfoy*,” she moaned, one of her hands immediately finding his hair. After teasing her for a moment longer he pulled her underwear from her toned legs, tossing them behind him. Ignoring her slightly displeased sound at the treatment of her panties, he returned to her clit, flicking his tongue over the small pearl.

He loved hearing her breathless moans for him. No other woman had ever managed to elicit the *burning* feeling he felt when she fell apart beneath him – in *any* way.

Chloe’s Addiction 5

I put the heat up in my flat, making a good excuse to wear less. Also a good reason for her to take her clothes off. That’s what I was hoping for anyway. I dried my hair naked after showering, pondering how to seduce Emily. Girls were never the same as guys.

I slipped on a white crop top with no bra and decided on my orange boy shorts. I looked ready for bed. I checked my downstairs and wondered if no underwear was such a good idea. I did have a slight camel toe but my main fear was that I would scare her off if I got visibly wet. I took the risk anyway.

I didn’t even get to finish drying my hair when the door was knocked. She was a bit early. I tried not to look too amazed when I opened the door. Emily looked gorgeous. She was wearing the cutest play suit I had ever seen and she looked so sweet with her hair in two long pigtails.

“Hey sorry I’m early, this is for you!” She handed me a bottle of champagne.

Role Reversal [MF] [prost]

“You looking for a good time, hot stuff? Because I’m all about good times…for a price!”

Gloria “Glory” Pyre chuckled to herself, but tried to take the kinky sight before her seriously. That wasn’t easy because her husband, Brett Pyre, didn’t usually wear a black leather jacket, skin-tight pants, undersized shirts, and enough of hair-care products to open his own salon. He hadn’t worn something that elaborate since their wedding day and even then, he didn’t go so overboard with the aftershave.

She still humored him, though. Pretending to be shy and reserved, she opened the door to the hotel room they’d rented and welcomed him.

“Thank you for coming, Mr. Steadman,” she said.

“That’s Studman, ma’am,” he said boldly.

“Right…Mr. Studman,” Glory said, still trying not to laugh. “Please…won’t you come in?”

“That depends. Are you the same Glory who reserved a full hour of my valuable time?”

“Yes, I am,” she said, “and if it’s all the same to you, I’d like to not waste a second of it.”

First time sharing [MFM][cuck][fantasy]

We are at a bar. We finally decided that we would have a threesome. We went and got a hotel room earlier that evening. You [husband] are standing at a table and I [wife] am sitting a little ways away by myself. I am all dressed up in my little black dress that barely covers my ass anymore and my 6in heels. I put on some make up for the occasion, the dark red lipstick and some eyeliner.

A hot guy walks up to me… he can’t help but have his eyes follow my legs up to the cleft of my ass that is just barely showing… he offers to buy me a drink and I accept. We sit there and chat for a little bit… then we move into the strong flirting. While we talk I try to gauge whether or not he would be in for a threesome. I do tell him right off the bat that I’m married but my husband is willing to share. After a drink or two, since the flirting has drastically increased, he puts his hand on my thigh and slowly moves it up. As he gets closer he can feel the heat from my excitement.

[MF] Hot night with my wife ended with eating her out

First post here, so a little about us. My wife is 37, about 5’8″, 120lbs, 32D, nipple and belly button piercings; I’m 39, about 6′, muscular 220lbs, 7″ thick, uncut cock. We’ve been together for a few years and have a super hot sex life. It’s easier for us to count the days we don’t fuck. We have some sexual boundaries however we try different things.

The night started off like any other. After getting the kids to sleep we finally had some time to unwind. We decided that tonight would be one of our long sex nights. My wife disappeared for a little while, and when she came back, she had put on a sexy chemise, [similar to this](https://www.fredericks.com/estella-lace-and-velvet-chemise), but in red. She looked so smoking hot in it. Her boobs were so amazing, really filling out the chemise. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on her. My cock started getting hard immediately. She made her way to my lap, straddling me, and started making out. My hands moved to her boobs, then her ass, and all over her body. Our kiss felt like it last forever. It was clear that we were going to have some fun tonight.

My breakup roadtrip: Final night [MF]

The last leg of the trip wasn’t too long, but it had many spots to stop and take in the view. So I did. After a late start and a relaxed drive I arrived fairly late into the last place. I was exhausted from the trip so I freshened up and just through on some comfortable clothes (Zip up hoodie and yoga pants).

I went downstairs for dinner. I was sitting a restaurant in the hotel. There was one of those long tables and the guy next to me started chatting with me. I kind of ignored him as I looked around the room and ate my dinner. Another guy came and sat on the other side. He acted like we knew eachother and winked at me. I got the picture he had noticed me ignoring the guy to my right and was trying to help.

I took the help and this guy looked very safe. He was dressed casual nice and was fit. He had salt and pepper hair. He was older for sure, but good looking. Him and I chatted a bitand he invited me to join him and his colleagues at their table. I did.

A little snippet of my work on FanFiction! Dramione [MF] [Mdom] [Fsub]

“Please – *oh gods* – please don’t stop.” she begged, surprised that she couldn’t *quite* recognize her voice in the moment. She sounded needy. *Desperate.*

And it certainly seemed as though Malfoy was enjoying every minute of it.

His face was buried between her thighs, two fingers arching in a way that had her racing toward her orgasm.

She tugged at her bindings, wanting more than anything to be able to run her hands through his hair, “Please let me touch you.”

Malfoy smirked against her dripping folds, lifting his head to look at her, all the while his fingers continued their steady pace.

“Now, now, Granger. Can’t you see *I’m* doing the touching right now?”

She couldn’t help but notice how her juices shone on his chin as he smirked at her, and the effect of his smoldering gray eyes matched with the constant stimulation his fingers gave her g-spot she found it hard to come up with a response that went beyond a breathy moan.

“Do you not enjoy what I’m doing?” he asked, slowing his fingers to tease her.