Slim and Andrea watch the Camwhore [MF] [Mast] [F] [voy] [MFF]

Slim had finished his after shower ritual of drying his short, brown hair and shaving. He put on his glasses and headed to the laptop sitting on their large bed tethered to the wall of the small apartment via a black cord. He pulled the cord around the bed so it allowed him and Andrea, when she got back from her shower, to enjoy the feeling of the nice sheets without the trouble of the anchor. They needed to relax and enjoy their ritual.

He clicked and clacked the keys picking up a girl performing on camera for money. She was full figured, large breasts with dark nipples that stood out against her tight white tank top. Maybe it was just something with the camera, or maybe the lighting, but her tits really stood out as she played with a low angled camera while she rest on her knees with nothing else on but panties.

“Is our girl ready?” Andrea asked in her own tank top and PJ short combo, the tight purple fabric shaping her ass like having her dark black hair in a bun shaped her long neck. Slim always enjoyed her entrances and as she softly growled crawling on top of the covers with him, the AC causing her pink, puffy nipples to stand erect and draw his attention away from the laptop, if only slightly, stood testament to her irresistability.

Masturbating in the woods [Str8][F][Mast]

I was running following the trail, struggling to control my breathing, and my legs were burning. I was training for a half marathon and I was close to finishing for the day. I began really early in the morning, and the sun was barely peaking over the horizon. I got to my finish point but I still had another mile or so to get back to my car. I caught my breath and started walking. As I was walking my mind began to wander, I had not been laid in a while, and I started thinking about sex. I had made it about halfway to my car and my horniness got the best of me. I stepped off the trail and leaned up against a tree. I slipped my hand into my panties, my fingers running through my bush that I had not trimmed in a couple of months. I immediately started rubbing my clit in slow circles, I was already so wet, and I knew it would not take long to orgasm. I pulled my shorts down and squatted, leaning against the tree. It felt so liberating being exposed in nature like that, and the cool air on my pussy. I continued rubbing my clit, and I used my other hand to slip two fingers in me. I was slow at first, but I picked up the pace and finger fucked myself faster. I had to bite my lip to stifle my moans, and I did not want another person to hear me. I felt the orgasm rising in my body and I kept the pace with my hands. I started to cum, my pussy clamping down on my fingers and my legs quivering. I shifted forward to my knees to catch my breath again. I stood up, fixed my shorts and stepped back onto the trail. I made it about another hundred yards and I passed a couple runners, my timing could not have been better. I smiled and greeted them, despite my body aching I felt pretty good, and I felt as if I could run another ten miles.

The wonderful woman I met in Rio [mf]

It began in Rio, as many good things do. I was visiting for a conference with attendees hailing from around the world. The evening was sauntering in, easing the city’s harsh heat while gradually ramping the humidity. I’d seen her here and there the previous couple days — dancing to a samba beat, chatting with folks at the beach over a caipirinha — but this was the first moment she’d really caught my eye. She was swimming in the pool, holding onto the edge and apart from the other swimmers. She’d periodically kick her feet, occasionally look over her shoulder to chat with the others. I’d been striking up conversation with all range of attendees…but not yet her. So I decided to keep her company.

Dangling my feet in the water, we quickly became friends. I learned her name was ‘Maria’. I learned she didn’t know how to swim. Hence her commitment to the pool ledge.

The Parking Lot [F Solo][Public Masturbation]

It was a beautiful summer day in Los Angeles. The sun was beating down on all of the denizens of the city, wandering around going about their business. Cassandra stepped out of the front door of her house. The bright sun shinning in her eyes immediately, she pulled her sun glasses from on top of her head down over her eyes. Her other hand running through her dirty blonde hair. Stopping for a second, she stretched, reaching her arms skyward. The white she was wearing, lifting up her body and exposing her toned stomach and navel. Returning to her original position, she routed around in her bag for her car keys and finally located them. Walking up to her SUV, she clicked the key and opened the door. Throwing her leg into the driver’s seat, she pulled her slender athletic frame into the vehicle. Closing the door and getting comfortable, she fiddled with her shorts slightly that had ridden up as she sat.

Not Until I Say [FM] [Light Bondage]

It’d been weeks since Jim and Pam had seen each other. While they had exchanged a torrent of explicit text messages which Jim used for his own gratification, the lack of Pam’s touch had pushed him into overdrive. His thoughts were continually filled with images of Pam’s massive breasts; hanging over his face as he nibbled and pull at each nipple. Their last encounter was cut short, just as Pam began to wrap her fingers around Jim’s hardness. On the other end of the phone was the school nurse and one of Pam’s children was sick. Gathering her things to leave, neither of them knew it would be weeks before they’d see each other again.

With their schedules finally aligning, Jim had planned an evening that would make up for their lost time as well as some retribution for leaving his desires aching during their last encounter.

Putting an end to my niece’s baiting [rapekink] [MF]

[Comments:

* The below story is entirely fictional – a fantasy concocted in the darker depths of my mind on a train journey written for my own, and hopefully other’s, enjoyment.

* Yes, there is a foot fetish element to it. Though it’s not the whole story, and I don’t think I go overboard. But if this isn’t your thing, feel free to not read on.

* This is my first such story so please do leave feedback.

* Finally, if the story triggers some unpleasant memories, please do speak to someone, ideally a professional.

Enjoy!]

**Finally putting an end to my niece’s baiting**

“I’m home, babe.” I announce after an especially long day at work.

Silence. No reply from my wife. But then I hear bare footsteps patter from the bedroom opposite mine, and a chirpy, youthful voice.

“She’s still at work Uncle Jay, they were short staffed and she’s doing the full day now.”

*So, another evening with my wife’s niece, Safi*

“Oh right. So we’ll have to sort dinner again, then.” I said with a sigh. “Day off today, Safi?”

My first time masturbating (Str8)(f)(Mast)

I sat in the back seat of my dads car watching the world go by as we were driving to the Atlantic coast from Texas. I was bored with the monotony of the endless trees so I began reading a romance novel that I had borrowed from my mom without asking her. In my twelve year old mind romance novels would be about romance, this is not what it was, it was straight up sex. I could not help but continue reading, I felt dirty reading the pages, and I could feel a tingling in my pussy. I looked up at my parents, my mom was asleep and my dad was focused on driving so I started rubbing myself some through my shorts. I felt really nervous about being caught so I pulled my blanket over me, and continued reading. The more I read the more the aching in my pussy increased.

I can see you [anal][cheating][slut wife][voy][cuck][FM/FM][Fsub][Mdom] (x-post)

I knew Candice was fucking someone else. I had had my suspicions for a while now. She had been acting a bit… odd. And she had started waking me up in the morning. I’m sure most would say that isn’t too weird – a spouse waking the other up so that party is not late for work? Well, I was prone to sleeping in quite a bit since I had flexible work hours, and she never woke me up because it was “not her job”. True. But recently she had begun helping me get up in the morning. Getting woken up by her gorgeous face and lovely smell of freshly brewed coffee was great. But like I said, she was acting odd and seemed to **need** to make sure I was off to work ‘on time’.

Lucky for me, technology is about as far away from her field of expertise as can be. So after being in a suspicious mindset for a while, I decided to set up logging on the firewall for every URL associated with dating or hooking up. Her phone and her computer used the WiFi, so I knew that if she visited any of those sites or services through either device when she was at home, I’d know about it.

A Week Of Fantasy Island [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

I saw it advertised online. In clear black and white in the pages of an adult entertainment website. I was not sure what I was looking for, other than a release from the doldrums of a dire day to day existence. I had come out of a long term relationship rudderless, and the seemingly endless sea of porn and unfilled promises was doing my head in. The words read out like a beacon to my cock.

# Fantasy Island

Within the advertisement, was a promise of a week of heteroflexibility, where you would be one of many, ready to take part in a competition of sexual pleasure. I didn’t know what to make of it, at first. Heteroflexible? Admittedly, that was something that ended my relationship. I had dearly wanted my ex girlfriend to put toys in my ass and she wouldn’t. I started watching bisexual porn and became intrigued by the cocks of other men. Was it going to be worth the flight in Australia and the copious bits of paperwork required. Paperwork to attain consent, which would be verbally confirmed upon arrival.

I can see you [cheating][slut wife][cuck][fmm][dom/sub] (x-post)

I knew Candice was fucking someone else. I had had my suspicions for a while now. She had been acting a bit… odd. And she had started waking me up in the morning. I’m sure most would say that isn’t too weird – a spouse waking the other up so that party is not late for work? Well, I was prone to sleeping in quite a bit since I had flexible work hours, and she never woke me up because it was “not her job”. True. But recently she had begun helping me get up in the morning. Getting woken up by her gorgeous face and lovely smell of freshly brewed coffee was great. But like I said, she was acting odd and seemed to **need** to make sure I was off to work ‘on time’.

Lucky for me, technology is about as far away from her field of expertise as can be. So after being in a suspicious mindset for a while, I decided to set up logging on the firewall for every URL associated with dating or hooking up. Her phone and her computer used the WiFi, so I knew that if she visited any of those sites or services through either device when she was at home, I’d know about it.