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FACEFUCK DREAM TURNS INTO REALITY [mf] [facefuck] [oral] [mast] [squirt] [facial]

I woke up in a sweat with a massive erection. I had a pretty decent sized cock. Not too big. Not too small. Bigger than average, but not SO big that I couldn’t be deep throated. Problem was, ever since my break up, I couldn’t find a woman capable of deep throating me. One woman got half way down, looked up at me with watering eyes and shook her head. That was as deep as she could go.

I’m not complaining. A blowjob is a blowjob. But there’s something about watching the entire length of your cock disappear down a woman’s throat that feels absolutely mind blowing.

And so, when I woke up from my dream, I reached for my phone and texted my ex girlfriend.

“I just had a sex dream with you,” I wrote.

“Do tell,” she responded.

We had a good relationship post break up. We just wanted different things and were able to part on good terms. We got dinner every few weeks. We often joked about fooling around, but decided it wouldn’t be a good idea. But after this dream … Read more »

Harem Girl Part One

**Hey Y’all … I’m a beginning writer. I need to practice in all genres, but all I want to do is write erotica. Just some ideas for stories and shorts, if you like it, let me know, I can write more.**

She woke up.

A bright blast of light from the Arabian sun shone between the blackout curtains. When she got in from the 10 hour flight last night from Frankfurt, she hadn’t put in the effort thought to close them fully.

The phone rang. An Emirati number she did not recognize. Aadam’s name was already in her phone. Could be spam, but she was there working so she felt compelled to answer.

“Hello, it’s Nadja”

“Nadja, It’s Aadam.”

“Hi,” she volunteered. Safe enough as an initial reply. A surge of adrenaline cut through the haze of her jet lagged mind fog. She needed this job, and she liked Aadam, so it was important for her to sound interested, even though she was dead tired.

“Hi Nadja, we have an event for you tonight. An important client from Russia. Can you be at the Park Hyatt on Dubai Creek at 7PM tonight?” Read more »

My Friend – Part II

This is the second part of a story written for a user who wishes to remain anonymous.

I rubbed Zoe’s perfect little clit while looking up at her face. Her eyes had closed and her head was tilting back slightly, her mouth wide open and quietly panting. I was watching her perfect breasts rise and fall with her short gasps of breath. I felt that she deserved the full treatment, and I lightly kissed the inside of her thighs, kissed harder on her outer lips as she gave a long intake of breath, then parted her lips and placed my tongue right on her clit.

She grabbed my head and ran her fingers through my hair. I circled her clit with the tip of my tongue a few times, enjoying her moaning, before closing my lips around her clit, sucking as much of it into my mouth as I could, and lapping it up.

She was squirming and alternating between gasps and moans, and I was so turned on. Just to keep her from wriggling away from me, I reached a hand up to grab her boob, playing with her nipples.

“Mason… this is… everything!” Read more »

A little car sex between shifts

Ok so I’m new to this and wrote it on a mobile, have to send the lady stories to keep her sexually frustrated. I hope you enjoy and welcome constructive notes. Story below:

She put her car into park in the deserted lot next to his and killed the engine, she was tired but she needed this more than words. The chill of the early morning air snapped her alert, caressing her bare skin with its chill, as she walked to his car and got into the back seat, he was already waiting for her there. He smiled as she slid onto the seat, the area was secluded and nothing would intrude on their private trist, she had seen to that. She was already soaked from their texts.

He leaned over and pressed his lips to hers as they started a passionate embrace. He broke off to kiss her neck before pulling her on to him so he could play with her breasts as they kissed. His thumbs and forefinger finding her nipples as she had already taken off her bra, she came prepared. The first moan left her lips as she mounted his thigh to begin to buck upon it the friction transcending her pants and increasingly sodden underware and finding its way to her stiffening clit. The intensity was building as the muscles in her inflamed snatch came alive and a buzzing started to spread across her nerves. Read more »

Sharing is Caring (Gay) (Handjob) (Masturbation)

“I wish this thing were longer.” Hasty says. “Why didn’t you buy a longer one?” Annie asks. “I couldn’t find one.” She responds. Annie and Hasty are attempting to share an open-ended cock sleeve. “Here, I’ll put it on you first.” Hasty says. She slides the sleeve halfway onto Annie’s cock leaving space for her own. “Now it’s my turn.” She says. Hasty slips her cock into the other end of the sleeve and presses her tip against Annie’s. “This is really hot.” Annie says. “I know, I wanted to do this so bad.” Hasty says. “Can I hold it?” Annie asks. “Sure.” Hasty responds. She passes control of the sleeve to Annie. He slowly slides it back and forth over their two cocks. “Mm… mm… Wait… Slow down…” Hasty says. “Are you already about to cum?” Annie asks. “Yes.” She responds. “But we only just started.” He says. “Yea but our tips being pressed together like this is too much for me.” She explains. She’s so close to the edge right now that she can’t help it. She cums. Her cum fills the empty space around their tips and is squeezed between every crack. Her cum has coated their cocks and is dripping from both ends of the sleeve. “Sorry.” Hasty says. “That was actually really hot.” Annie says. He slides the sleeve back and forth watching Hasty’s cum move around inside. “You’re right that is really hot.” Hasty says. “Can I try something different?” She asks. “Sure.” Annie responds. She pulls the sleeve off of their cocks and holds their cocks together. She slides the sleeve down onto their cocks. It’s a tight fit. “It’s not going to fit.” Annie says. “It’ll fit.” Hasty says. She continues to slide the sleeve down. The two of them moan as their cocks are squeezed together. She gives the sleeve one last push and the tips of their cocks pop out of the top. “See, I told you it would fit.” Hasty says. She attempts to move the sleeve, but it doesn’t. “Uh-oh.” She says. “What?” Annie asks. “I can’t move it.” Hasty responds. “How do we get it off then?” Annie asks. “I don’t know.” Hasty says. “I guess we just have to cum and wait for it to come off.” Annie says. He then cups his hand over both their tips and rubs it around. Annie begins to moan, and despite having just came a moment ago, Hasty begins to moan as well. They look at each other and starting kissing. Hasty puts her hands around Annie’s head as they kiss. Annie removes his hand from their tips. “Why’d you stop?” Hasty asks. “I’ve got an idea.” He responds. Annie reaches over to the side and grabs a small vibrator. He switches it on and touches it against their tips. They’re both caught off guard by it, and they squirm and gasp. “I think… mm… the vibrator… might’ve… *moan*… been… a bit mmmuch…” Hasty says struggling to speak. “Why?… Nnn… is… it… mm… too much… for you?” Annie says also struggling to speak. “Is that… mm… a challenge?” Hasty asks. Annie forms a mischievous smile on his face. Hasty grabs the sleeve around their cocks and tries to move it. It only barely moves, but it’s just enough to push the two of them over the edge. They kiss and cum all over each other. “That was such a good idea.” Hasty says, panting. “I know.” Annie says, also panting. “I feel so tired now.” Hasty says. “Let’s lay down.” Annie says. They lay down and cuddle with their cocks still wrapped together in the sleeve.

SHE HAD TURNED INTO A SLUT [mf] [mast] [anal] [facefuck] [tit fuck] [facial] [swallow]

Ten years ago, Joe and Mily worked out at this neighborhood gym. Their friendship was limited to encounters at the gym, but he always thought she was sexy. Sometimes, they’d bump into each other at the neighborhood bars and they’d chat, but he never mustered the courage to ask her out. Still though, because they rolled in similar social networks, they were Facebook friends.

And then, one day, Mily was gone. She had taken a job offer in California, and so, he simply admired her from afar — on Facebook and Instagram.

Over the years, he noticed Mily was changing from the cute, timid girl next door to a full blown Instagram slut—posting revealing photos, begging for attention.

After a quick Google search, he made a stunning discovery. Mily was working as a private escort. His cock throbbed every time she added a new photo on Instagram—usually, something in her underwear or a thong bikini. Mily was a thicker women, not afraid of her huge tits or fat ass. She had curves. She was amazing!

“So,” he wrote, sending her a DM. “I’ll be in California next month for three days. If you’re around …” Read more »

[F] [mast] [caution] Maggie, Poor Clare

Maggie. Maggie had always been the odd kid, the loner, the one who stood out in the crowd. And yet she yearned nothing more than a life of peace. Of meditation. Of contemplation and prayer.

For, you see, Maggie felt the calling. The vocation. She was called by God to a higher purpose. She was to become a nun.

She jumped with glee every Sunday at the thought of going to Mass. She’d sit in the front row, eagerly listening to every word of the service. She’d be first in line for the eucharist. As soon as she was allowed online, instead of heading for porn, she headed for monastery websites. How do I become a nun? she’d type into Google, hoping to find an answer, hoping to find someone who’d listen to her call. And, finally, she found what she had been looking for. As soon as she turned 18, the Poor Clares invited her to visit the facility. Off she went, to Great Falls Montana, where she’d finally achieve her dream: the nunnery. Read more »

Early Morning Masturbation (my 1st post here)

That black bra strap. That’s all it took. As he stepped in the shower, his mind went back to the day before, at the table. They were both silent as they ate, but his eyes, they roamed over every inch of her red brown skin and landed on that strap.
He loved having sensitive nipples, many men found it gay, but he loved how they responded to touch. He began to to caress them as his mind took him on a journey. His right hand now stroking his cock, bringing him to an intense hard on.
Images of him kissing those lips he loved so much while freeing the two beautiful mounds of flesh constrained by that black bra.
He imagined laying her down, her legs up over his shoulders as he feasted, fingers exploring her her orifices, tasting her creamy center as she panted his name.
He now imagined standing over her, his hard cock ready to penetrate while he gazed at her breasts, his hands gently flicking her erect nipples.
As he stroked his cock, moaning her name, he grunted as he imagined pushing his full length into her, causing her to gasp and cling to him, their lips meeting again, then his trailing kisses down her neck to her collar bone, across her chest, to thos nipples he was so ecstatic to see. With hunger, passion, and lust, his tongue tickled and and sucked, making her react as he continued sliding in and out of her. She was close- and he was close. With each spurt of cum, he grunted through clenched teeth her name, with each burst his orgasm brought him that much closer to the floor of the tub, he couldn’t breathe, he stopped playing with his nipples and gripped his own thigh.
Fuck. That black strap, peeking out from under her shirt ..