I (32m) worshipped the gorgeous nipples of my FWB (23f) and 2 of her friends (25f & 19f) and came hands-free! [Group]

I’m a disabled guy with Cerebral Palsy but I never let anything stop me! I have a sky-high sex-drive and no refractory period!

Nipple worship is by far my fave sexual activity. My FWB (23f) even called me a “specialist”! In fact she was so impressed by my attentiveness to her nipples that she invited 2 of her friends (25f & 19f) to join her in having their nipples worshipped by me. I love surprises like that!

It was one of the best hours of my life – sucking, kissing, pinching, slapping and rubbing their nipples while they moaned!

I tried to pleasure all 3 at the same time whenever possible, or keep moving between them so they all received the same amount of attention.

I was so turned on that I came hands-free, and they orgasmed multiple times.

My favorite part was smothering their nipples in various sweet treats – whipped cream, ice-cream, syrup, and chocolate sauce – and licking them clean!

Charlotte’s Forfeit

*This story is a follow up to “Charlotte’s Bet” from toocold on “Literotica”. It is a short and spicy story that never got a follow-up, so I decided to write my own. I recommend reading the original story before this one.*

11.05 pm

Charlotte Fairfield was lying on the bedroom floor where the men had left her. She was exhausted, but she could not stop thinking about what her forfeit would be. Her holes were sore and her eyes half-closed. As she laid there, trying to gain her strength back, she noticed Jane and one of the boys walking towards her.

“Hey Charlotte, since you’ve lost your bet would you mind giving Lewis a treat? He was the only one, who didn’t get to have fun with you.”, Jane said with a big smile.

Charlotte slowly got back on her knees, still panting from the rough sex she had mere minutes before. Cum slowly ran down her heaving tits. With a defeated expression on her face, she looked up to Lewis and Jane. Both of them grinned at her. Charlotte accepted her fate. Full of shame, she slowly fumbled on Lewis’s pants until she got his cock out.

Broken Pt. 3

I considered going to the police, but what could I tell them? Even if they initially believed me, Carman had the video with my wife and Raul fucking like animals, proof that she wasn’t an unwilling participant. Once the effects of the tea wore off she probably wouldn’t remember a thing, innocently telling them she was there of her own free will to get an operation. I’d come off looking like a complete fool, if I didn’t get arrested myself! I even thought about getting a gun and acting like Clint Eastwood, but I didn’t own a gun and didn’t know where to get one. Even if I could obtain a firearm I wouldn’t know how to use it with any proficiency.

I was pretty sure Raul and Durian could use a firearm though, and probably had several of them stashed around their house. Raul had suggested they’d both been ex-military at one time, proficient with martial arts, so probably guns too. I felt crushed, helpless. I’m as macho as most men, and just as ineffective when it comes to violence for most of us would-be tough guys. Stuck in my mind was the ease with which Raul had overcome me and humiliated me by making me almost suck his cock. It still made me sick to think about that. So I waited — no appetite, less sleep and worried to death about Susan. I determined that I’d go back after the two weeks, and hopefully find a way to bring her home. I didn’t know what else to do.

[FMM] New Years After Party- Helping Out a Friend (Cuckolding) – Part 1

With NYE coming up I got to thinking about my craziest NYE ever.

A few years ago I was in my early 30’s and just coming out of a 7year relationship. We had lived together and were planning on marriage, kids and a life together but it fell apart. I was pretty depressed and was just planning on staying home in my jammie pants watching TV for NYE.

I got a text at about 10pm from a friend of my ex (Jillian) asking if I was planning on coming over to their NYE party. I had received an earlier invite on a FB message but I assumed it was just a group message and that they hadn’t heard about our breakup. I had ignored the message assuming that I was not welcome in their social circle any more.

[MMF] Barbecue Sauce – The White Guy In The Wrong Place

And you wonder why I don’t go to parties…

It was New Year’s Eve in a year that wasn’t a multiple of five, so nobody cared. I was doing what nerds typically do on such an obvious night for partying, sitting at home on my computer and avoiding the world. I generally avoided recreational pharmaceuticals because I could never figure out if it’s stupid people that do drugs, or if it’s the drugs that make you stupid. Drinking was never a hobby of mine because I never considered puking my brains out and sleeping on someone’s front lawn as my idea of “having a good time”. That combined with my affinity for social awkwardness meant I’ve never really been one for the party scene.

So, the high point of my evening was the random cute blonde girl who started messaging me out of the blue.

I had responded to her ad on a now long-defunct dating website, and we gently hit it off. This evening was our first real conversation beyond initial pleasantries as our orbits came into alignment, and we spent several hours doing the delicate dance of seeing if any of our fundamental traits would instantly terrify or offend the other. The problem with online dating is that it’s filled with people who are at a point in their life where they think online dating is a good idea.

Gangbang on a European Train [MMMF] [interracial] [old/young] [anal] [fiction]

I was the last of our class to hop on the train heading from Luxembourg to Paris. I found the last train car empty and stepped inside. I dropped my backpack on the seat and collapsed next to it. I had endured the longest, most boring day ever! I was on my senior trip to Europe and this was part of my 18th birthday gift from my parents. I was the quiet loner girl. The Odd Black Girl Out. I usually fell to the back of the lines during our museum visits and no one was begging to be roommate either. I liked it that way. No one to bother me. I kicked my boots off and stretched my feet. I knew this ride was going to be a long one. I unbuttoned the top of my shirt and put my headphones in. The electronic music spilled through the earbuds. I leaned back in the bench seat to relax a little and found myself rubbing the inside of my thigh. My hands slowly sweeping their way closer and closer to my pussy. I had not had an orgasm in months and all the pent up energy to get through my classes and graduate was weighing on me. I needed a release. I got lost in the moment and my hands drifted to my now damp panties. I rubbed them. My head tilted back a little as I kept rubbing myself, my legs spreading further apart. Just then, the door slid open. A few men stood there. The one who opened the door looked shocked, then smirked a little as he looked away and asked if they could join my car, the rest were full. I jumped as soon as the door opened and quickly sat up and straightened my clothes. “Sure.” I answered him. The three men entered and sat in the bench opposite me. One was tall, with a muscular build and shaggy brown and gray hair. Another, shorter with a dad bod and black hair. The last, had ginger hair with a thick accent. I tried to play with my phone until I realized one of the men was talking to me. “Are you with the tour group?” He was asking. “Yeah” I responded as I removed one of my ear buds. I had hoped that he didn’t see what I was doing when he opened the door, though I know he did. “Long day?” He continued. “Exhausting” I replied. I looked at the man speaking to me closer in the face. He smiled at me. He was handsome for an older man. They were all kind of handsome. I uncrossed my legs and leaned forward with my bag on the floor. I dug through it a little and my exposed breasts jiggled as I moved. My pussy was still throbbing from my recent rub down. I glanced up and saw that all three men were looking at me. One was looking at my feet, still wrapped up in my knee high socks. Another was looking at breasts as they popped through my unbuttoned blouse. The final man, the taller one who had opened the door on me, was looking me right in the eye. I smiled at him and looked away quickly as I wrapped up my headphones and put them in my bag. “I’m sorry if we interrupted you earlier. I’m Claude.” the taller one said. “This is Dom and this is Gerald.” He pointed to dad bod and Mr. Ginger. “I’m Anastasia.” I told him with a shy smile. “No big deal, I’m just happy to be relaxing for once today!” I laughed, trying not to be awkward. Claude smiled. “Need any help?” He joked. “Uhh..” I laughed nervously as I saw him licking his lips and rubbing his crotch. I looked at the three men again. They all looked hungry. Hands, mouths, and cocks. I had always heard about the freaky things that went on in Europe but I never thought I’d be in the position to experience it for myself. Fuck it. I was the outsider. The weirdo. No one else wanted to talk to me. I decided to take Claude up on his offer. “Sure..” I answered as I rubbed my breasts through my silk top. I spread my legs and my skirt opened, exposing my cotton panties. Immediately, Claudes hands found my thighs and began rubbing me. They felt so big and warm. My petite chocolate thighs in his worn, pale hands. His wet mouth kissing my neck. My body started to quiver. His hands started to rub my pussy through my now soaked panties. Little moans escaped my mouth. I stood up and pulled my panties down my legs and over my ankles. Claude finished unbuttoning my blouse and pulled it off my shoulders. My nipples were rock hard. Claude wrapped his mouth around one and sucked on it hard and my hand found his cock, rock hard and almost bursting through his jeans. I sat on the bench and spread my legs on either side of me. My young, cocoa pussy on full display for these three strangers. Claude kneeled in the train car floor and started licking me. He was meticulous and had a perfect tempo. Sliding his long thick fingers inside me, I moaned louder. It felt amazing. My pussy was anxious and creamy. Gerald leaned forward and started to fondle and suck on my titties. Claude stood and started to unbuttoned his pants. He pulled them off and kneeled on the bench beside me, shoving his long hard cock in my mouth. He reached down and grabbed my boob in his hand and brushed my curly hair away from my face. Muffled moans came from my full mouth as I felt hands and mouths all over my body. Dom’s thick hair was now between my legs and I felt his tongue circling my clit and two fat fingers roughly fucking me. I kept taking Claude’s cock further and further down my throat and Gerald was drooling over my other boob. He started rubbing his dick through his pants too. He stood and stripped naked. Dom did as well. “Can we wreck your young creamy pussy Anastasia?” Claude asked me. He gripped my hair at the base of my neck and pulled it back, removing his cock and allowing me a chance to breathe. “Yes” I begged. I was so fucking horny by now, and something about the way he said my name. I had never wanted anything more than the three hard, strange, white cocks. I held one in each hand and stroked them anxiously. My mouth was drooling as I anticipated another delicious dick filling it. Claude sat on the bench and pulled me onto his lap. I spread my legs and straddled him, still facing Dom and Gerald. He pulled my legs up and I slid down on his huge dick. “Ahhh” I moaned. Smiling as I took all of him. It felt so fucking good. I started bouncing on his lap as he started moaning too. “Fuck yes” he said as he bit his lip. He started bouncing me harder on his lap. His thick white cock sliding in and out of me. Gerald and Dom came and stood on either side of me, hard cocks in hand. They each wrapped a hand around my head and was pulling me in each direction, shoving their dicks in my mouth and rubbing my tits. Each time, I tried to take them further down my throat. I loved how my body felt. I had felt so exhausted before but my body had been needing such a release lately. “Ohh yes, fuck yes.” I managed to say between mouthfuls of cock. I was still bouncing on Claude’s long dick. He was pumping faster now and I couldn’t stop moaning. Almost screaming. I never had such a big, mature cock. I wanted more! I climbed off of Claude and turned to face him. Dom bent me over and slammed his cock inside me from behind and my mouth instantly found Claude’s dick as I bent over. He gripped my hair tightly in his hand and moved my head up and down. I could taste my sweet pussy juices on him. Dom was behind me, pounding me and squeezing my ass cheeks. Gerald grabbed my head and shoved two fingers in my mouth. He pulled them out covered in spit. Claude grabbed my head and shoved it back down on his cock. With his wet fingers, Gerald reached under my belly and started rubbing my clit. It felt amazing. I was starting to feel so full. I started to get really into sucking the dick in my mouth as my swollen pussy was getting rubbed and fucked hard. “Fuck yes baby” Claude said behind gritted teeth. Dom spit on my visible asshole and started rubbing it with his thumb. He slowly slipped it in. Now I was really getting full and even more turned on. I moved my hips back and forth on his dick. “A beautiful chocolate girl, with a pink little pussy and asshole.” Dom said as he squeezed another finger in my ass and pumped his cock deeper in me. I could tell I was going to cum soon. I couldn’t take it anymore. I felt so fucking good. I wanted them to make me their little whore. Dom stopped and turned to sit on the bench. Facing away from him I sat over him as he put his dick in my now stretched asshole. “Ahh..” I moaned. A little from pain. “Oh fuck yeah baby” he cried out. Claude stood. His tall body looming over me. He spit on my pussy and gave it a good rub with his cock. He slammed it in it. “Oh yes baby. Can we fill all your sweet holes?” He said as he pumped his dick into me. I felt Dom bouncing my ass on his dick too. Gerald grabbed my dark neck and shoveled up cock in my mouth. I started sucking on it hard. Inaudibly moaning “Yes Yes Yes” I felt exhilarated. THIS was what I needed. Was this what I needed? ALL THIS TIME? Was this why I was an outcast? Because instead of being one of the popular kids, I’d rather be the quiet wallflower who’d rather have a train car to herself so I could have all my holes filled by three strange white men. Claude pulled his dick out and Gerald now stood in front of me. Now he was sliding his short fat cock in me. Dom was still pumping his dick in my thick brown ass as Gerald started fucking my pussy harder. “Oh fuck yes, please fill all my young holes” I begged. My ass and tits were bouncing from the pounding I was receiving. Claude wrapped his large hand around my throat and titled my head back. His dick filled my mouth. I tried to open my mouth wider to take more of his large cock. I was about to cum. I felt completely full. I started moaning louder, with shorter breaths as I felt my body climaxing. The throb in my pussy. The sweat built up on my chest. My curly hair looked wild as my hungry mouth slid back and forth on this gorgeous older man’s large cock. My eyes were watering and my ass was numb. Claude grab my tits in both of his hands and pinched my nipples really hard. I cried out in pleasure as I squirted all over the cock inside me, pushing him out from my clenching muscles. “Yeah baby.. she likes it fellas!” Gerald said with a smile. By this time I was so numb but it still felt amazing. My entire body was pulsing from my orgasm. Dom lifted me off of his lap and laid me on the bench. Claude took a seat on the bench “Let me fuck that fat ass Anastasia.” He growled as he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me onto his lap. With juices pouring down my thighs, I spread my legs and slid my ass on his long cock. “Ahh oh my fucking God.” “Ohh fuck yeah” I screamed as I bounced my ass on him. By this point I didn’t care if anyone heard the noises and screams of pleasure coming from my train car. At least we were the last car. There was a window on the back wall that sometimes showed views of wooded hills and endless dark tunnels other times. Dom slapped his hard dick on my smooth, wet pussy. I jumped a little. He grinned at me wolfishly and slid his cock deep inside me. “Ahh..” I moaned I loved being filled like this. I was still really sensitive from my last orgasm, but had no control as the guys kept fucking me harder and harder. Gerald started sucking and biting on my nipples. It just added to the painful pleasure I was now enduring. He shoved his fingers in my mouth and I sucked on them covering them in my spit. He started rubbing my clit as Dom kept fucking my pussy and Claude’s cock still stuffed my ass. I felt like I was going to cum again! Gerald stood and shoved his dick in my mouth. I started to suck it, deeper and deeper in my mouth until I felt it at the back. Dom started rubbing my clit now and all I could hear was all three of them moaning and whispering to me “fuck yeah baby I’m going to cum so deep in your little chocolate fucking pussy” “oh fuck yeah baby fuck yeah swallow my cock” “ahhh fuck. I’m going to make you cum again Anastasia” I felt like a Goddess. Maybe a Goddess Whore but I loved the attention I was receiving. How all of these grown men were worshipping my beautiful little pussy and ass. Feeling up my tits, cocks fucking my throats and rubbing my pussy. Every time one of their hands wrapped around my throat or one of them looked me in the eyes, my pussy pulsed. I wanted to be a train car whore forever. Claude raised his hips from the bench slightly and grabbed my hips. He started pounding his huge dick into my ass. Dom leaned back and rested his hands behind him on the other bench and started pumping his cock in my pussy. I instantly came. I squirted all over Dom’s cock as he kept pumping into me. “Ohh ahhh oh my fuck. Yes yes yes fuck me fuck me oh fuck yes!” I screamed as I kept getting fucked harder and harder my body completely limp now. Gerald stood directly in front of my face and grabbed the back of my head, sliding his dick in my mouth again. He pumped his dick in and out of my mouth. Like on some kind of queue, they all let out loud moans and I felt the warm sticky mess all over me. I tasted Gerald’s sweet cum in my throat, Claude’s thick load poured from my ass and Dom’s cock was rubbing the cream pie mess all over my pussy. They all continued to rub my body all over. My feet, my pussy and ass, my tits, Gerald kissed my mouth, tasting his own cum. Claude sucked on my nipples some more, and Dom was still splattering his cum all over my pussy, like a child playing in a mess. I laid there getting fondled and trying to catch my breath. I fucking loved how I felt. I felt like the dirtiest little American whore on the foreign train. The guys started to put their clothes back on. I brushed my hair from around my face and stepped back in my panties. I could barely stand. Claude grabbed my hand as I started to toppled over. He held me up as I pulled my panties back on. I smiled at him. He had been the most handsome, the biggest, and the sweetest. He handed me my blouse and I pulled it back on over my shoulders and buttoned it. We were almost to the train station already. Wow. I just spent the last two or three hours getting fucked. This would officially be the best trip of my life! When the train pulled into the station and everyone was exiting their train cars, Gerald and Dom exited the car first. Claude stopped and smiled at me “I think you helped me sell these clients. Thank you Anastasia.” He said. “My pleasure” I smiled back at him. I was glad to help! They helped sell me too, on who I really was and what I truly desired. I followed them off the train and we went in separate directions. I skipped over to the tour class feeling full and well, full. I was lifted. I spent the rest of my trip side eyeing every older man that passed me in the French streets and laughing to myself at the preppy girls who were complaining about their idiotic teenage boyfriends. Sucks to be them. I knew exactly what I wanted, and how to get it.

Anal and panty stuffing with [M]y school crush/first kiss turned 20 year old jazz singer [F]

So I was not particularly cool or popular in school. There was this one girl called Ellen who I quite fancied. She was kind of average height, with curly brown hair and a round face and a slightly bunny looking eyes. She was in my year at school but we didn’t share many classes. The first time I remember really crushing on her was when we went camping as a school group for a week. I remember one afternoon we played rounders in the field and I played really well and she smiled at me after and told her female friend how well I had done in my earshot. The next night a group of us played spin the bottle in a tent whilst it rained outside and Ellen and I landed on a spin together and had to kiss. I had never kissed a girl before so I was stoked especially as she said she was excited to kiss someone clever. The kiss was short and probably terrible but the feeling was nice and the adrenaline rush sustained me for a good while.

The Heal Slut: Chapter Eight – The Calm Before The Storm [MF] [Fantasy]

# Part Eighteen: Goodbyes

***Tirron Maldrek***

A firm knock on the door brought Tirron out of his dreams. He remembered dreaming of Autumn and Pitrin of all people, but he didn’t have time to focus on it now. Ramona stirred, sitting up in bed, her breasts jiggling distractingly as a voice came through the door.

“Goodmorn’ guys. We’re leaving in two hours, breakfast downstairs in twenty.” Harvey’s strong voice called out. He seemed a little amused to be saying that to his wife and friend after they fucked, but he didn’t seem upset in the slightest. If anything, he was happier than the night before.

“Okay, baby. We’ll be down in a bit.” Ramona called back, smiling with a little blush at Tirron. His footsteps echoed down the hallway and Ramona took no time, mounting Tirron’s waist as she pressed their hips together. He was already hard from the strange dream and Ramona was quickly getting wet as she arched against his member, his hands sliding up to cup her significant tits.

[Group] [30F] I’m going to ask you to imagine something

Imagine this.

Imagine that you’re part of a friend group, a very close friend group, of two guys and three girls. Now imagine you’ve been close friends for maybe 15 years, since early high school, and imagine that this is just an incredibly normal, though somewhat nerdy and academically successful, group of friends.

Imagine that you’re the shyest, nerdiest guy in the group, and naturally, you’ve grown up maybe fantasizing about any – or all – of the three girls in the group on and off over a long period of friendship. That would be natural, right?

Now imagine you’ve come to be in your late 20s, and you still haven’t had any sexual experience in your life. Every week, you still hang out with your close group of friends, get together and chat, maybe watch something, pretty consistently, every week.

Now imagine one week, you’re going over to one of their houses to do this again, just like you have every week for the last 10-15 years. Nothing at all is out of the ordinary.

Shy Wife Goes To Strip Club

My wife Sharon has from time to time spoken about being curious about strip clubs. This is not something that I could ever press her on. She would clam up and act like I was a pervert. However, I have always kept this in the back of my mind. 

I have a theory that all women, no matter how modest, have an exhibitionist streak in them to some degree. They like to show off, especially if they are attractive or have a nice body. My wife falls into both of these categories. At 42 she is a cute, thin brunette with perky A cup breasts. There are always guys hovering around her and she occasionally comes home with stories of being hit on. When it’s a young guy hitting on her, I’m assured of some action that night.

One night we were going out to dinner and the kids were with their grandparents. At dinner, as I plied her with wine, I tried to get her to admit to wanting to do something a little more sexually daring. She was being coy but I could see the wheels spinning in her head. Throughout dinner I would run my hand along her bare thigh under the table. At first she would brush my hand away and look around to see if anyone was looking but eventually she let me explore a little more. To make sure she stayed comfortable, I didn’t push her too far.