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[MF] Two Stories: Wife’s friends quick teasing…

Over the past year or so there has been a few moments that have just been permanently engrained to my spank bank. Here is one or two of those moments.

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One time my wife and I went out to a bar with my wife’s friend. Something about this friend of hers, I don’t even know what it is but she’s so sexy and I always have to hide my hard-on around her. She has a knock-out ass.

Anyway, this bar after a certain point turned into a club. I’ve never really been into the club scene but this DJ was incredible. We were all dancing and having a good time. We were on the one side of the dance floor that was along a wall. After some time, my wife went up to get a drink, which was on the other side of the bar, kind of separated from the dance floor. It was absolutely *packed* in there, so we knew she would be a while. Her friend and I continued to dance. Not too long after, she turned away from me and started very slowly backing towards me. You all know where this is going. She slyly glanced over her shoulder to me, smirking, and started grinding on me. Her moves weren’t honestly, like, overly sexual, and I know this sounds stupid but it was kind of a “we are just having a good time” grind. But man, it was still naughty and her eyes and smirk made me so hard, and she knew it. She was literally grinding my bulge right between her cheeks over her thin dress. She even grabbed my hands quick and put them on her hips. This went on for a minute or so and fucking hell I felt like I could cum right there in my pants. Read more »

Beach Orgy [mmmmmmf] [anal] [mast] [oral] [DV] [DA] [fist]

We went to the beach on Friday. It was a quick three hour drive, mostly because we were so amped up. I was the only girl, though, which was awkward. A girlfriend was supposed to come with but cancelled last minute.

I knew all of six of the guys, though, and knew I’d be safe.

We got to the beach house that we rented and brought in the cooler full of beer. Immediately, someone got a bonfire going. We stripped down into our suits, which we all decided to wear under our clothes and rushed into the ocean as the sun was setting.

We did the obligatory beach stuff – set up lounge chairs around the fire, dried off, made s’more, drank too many beers. Someone drove into town to pick up a few pizzas.

The thing is, because I’m 5’1 and maybe 105, beer really takes a toll on me. Fast. I … get horny.

“I’m going back in the ocean,” I said. “Anyone wanna come?”

A few guys stood and we walked into the water, but I was untying my bra and sliding out of my bikini bottoms. I could feel their eyes watching, looking at each other in shock. Read more »

I Won’t Tell if You Don’t Pt. 2 [inc] [oral] [mast] [cum]

Stephanie and Jack — cousins so far removed it almost didn’t make sense to call them cousins, got together for coffee. But this time, they met at Stephanie’s apartment when her kid was at school and husband was at work.

See, Stephanie wanted something very specific: An affair with a man who would never be able tell a soul. And the best person to keep that sort of secret was a family member. Incest — even if the cousins are so far removed they’re not even related, is still a secret worth keeping.

“Are we really doing this?” Stephanie asked.

“I suppose so,” Jack said as he kicked his shoes off. He’d been to her place a thousand times for dinner with relatives. But this? This was new.

He recalled a memory from nearly a decade earlier when he was a teenager and she was a young adult and she called him to help her move a heavy box. She bent over and a purple thong popped out over her jeans. He jerked off to that visual for months. Read more »

“I want your wife to watch us” [MFf] [oral] [anal] [squirt] [mast] [voy]

James had a thing for petit women. The kind that you could hoist up and fuck against a wall or spin upside down while standing up and 69. Someone you could carry up the stairs and throw into the bed.

But his wife, Olivia, was not his type. She was tall, thick and curvy. She had the body of Ashley Graham, which was beautiful nonetheless, but still, when you have a type, you have a type.

One afternoon, Olivia caught James looking at a woman in the mall. Seemed like the woman had the same taste as Olivia, so they found each other in the same stores a few times.

“You like her?” Olivia finally asked.

Scott felt put on the spot. They’d never discussed this sort of thing before.

“Uh, what? What are you talking about?” He said.

“That skinny girl over there. You like her.”

“Like her? I … I don’t even know her. What are you talking –”

“Look, I’m not stupid,” Olivia said. “I love you and you love me, but it’s obvious I’m not your type, physically, and that’s okay.” Read more »

Interface [Mf][MindControl, SciFi, Anal]

[THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. ]

(English is not my first language, but I’m trying my best. I’ve written numerous erotic stories in Swedish, but this is my first attempt at writing something longer in English.)

/Karl

Interface

Protagonist’s Foreword

Dear reader,

As I am writing this, a girl of about fifteen years of age is giving me fellatio. She is very patient about it, taking me in all the way to the hilt in deep strokes, not rushing but taking things slowly, not intent on bringing me to a climax but just happily slurping away because her brain is telling her that this is what she likes best – of all the things she could be doing right now, the act of sitting beneath my desk with my cock down her throat is the one that appeals the most to her. Each time I feel a wave of pleasure, she feels the same – only ten or twenty times stronger, and each time my level of pleasure rises too high, threatening to make me lose focus, she gets the urge to back off a little. What she’s thinking about all of this – how she feels right now about being where she is, doing what she does – I have no idea. I just know that she’s been.. I guess ”programmed” is a suitable word, although it doesn’t quite capture all nuances. She has been ”programmed” to do this of her own volition, and she won’t stop until I let her. Read more »

Hiring a Sexy Korean High End Escort for a Weekend Getaway [Mf] [oral] [anal] [mast] [pee] [prost]

I’d been single for about four months and just started to get out of my funk when a friend told me the best way to get over someone was to get underneath someone else.

I’d been in this relationship so long, I had no understanding of the new dating apps, but I figured them out and downloaded a few. But as I combed through the photos, I felt tremendous sadness.

I couldn’t get over the breakup. Every woman looked like Angela. Everyone smiled like Angela. I couldn’t do it.

That’s when someone told me to hire a high end escort and explain the situation as clearly as possible. The point of an escort wasn’t just for sex. The point was to get out and have a wild night.

So, I went online and I found an escort who looked nothing like Angela. I found Samantha, an Asian woman, possibly Korean, with a small but nice body and messaged her.

After the end of my email, I realized I sounded like a hot mess. But Sam would understand, right? That was her job. Read more »

In order to save the relationship Pt. 2 [MFF] [ws] [anal] [mast] [cum] [creampie] [oral]

Jacob, Rob and Natalie sat at the table and unboxed the sushi delivery Rob had ordered. They dug in, starving. Natalie had gone to the bathroom to rinse off, but the cum remained in her hair.

“So …” Natalie said as she popped a piece of salmon in her mouth. “That was fun.”

“You seem to have done this sort of thing before?” Jacob asked. “Things seemed to flow more natural for you?”

“No. I had a friend with benefits years ago. The first time we had sex, she grabbed me and threw me into the bed. It’s a good ice breaker. Otherwise, it can be really awkward.”

That night, Natalie and Jacob sat in bed.

“You’re not mad at me?” Natalie asked.

“What? No. No, not at all. That was a huge turn on. Why would I be mad?”

“Because, I donno. Maybe I enjoyed it too much?”

“No,” Jacob said, growing hard at the thought of Natalie sucking Rob’s huge cock. “Not at all. Did you hear from Katie?”

The agreement Natalie and Rob had made was simple: They’d each get to choose one person they wanted to bring into the bedroom. Natalie wanted Rob. Jacob wanted Natalie’s friend, Katie. Read more »

In Order to Save the Relationship … [MFF] [oral] [mast] [squirt] [facial]

Things had gotten rocky for Jacob and Natalie. She wanted to settle down, he didn’t. She wanted a family, he wasn’t ready. There was so much more to see and explore, he reasoned. This was his code for, “I want to fuck other people.”

Eventually, Natalie caught on to what this meant, because they did a lot of traveling together as a couple.

“You’re my best friend,” she said one night. “I don’t want to lose you and I know what you mean when you say you want to explore. I’m not prepared for an open relationship … but if you want to add a third to our bedroom routine every once in a while … I wouldn’t be against that.”

Jacob sat up in bed and was about to speak before he hesitated. Was this a trap? A trick question to get him to admit to wanting to sleep around? After thinking, he realized he had little risk in admitting she was right and her idea sounded great. If she hated his answer, they might split. If she loved it, then she meant it and it wasn’t a trap.

“Okay,” he said. “Who … do you have in mind?” Read more »

I’m pretty sure my [M] cousin [F] wants to have sex with me….. [UPDATE]

Ok everyone. So I know this update has been much awaited. Believe me, I got every single one of your messages. For the past month, I’ve gotten anywhere from two to twenty messages *a week* asking me for an update. And now some of you are saying you’ve been checking back every day for an update. I love that y’all are invested in this as much as I am, but at this point, it feels like nothing can live up to your expectations and anticipation. So I hope you’re satisfied with the newest development in my pursuit to fuck my cousin…..
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There’s a reason I haven’t posted anything in a while. It’s because there’s been literally nothing to update you on. Not even a text conversation. And I mean none. We stopped speaking for a few weeks. After that phone conversation where she basically told me she wants to fuck me (in so many words, anyway), we just didn’t talk for a while. It’s not something we agreed on, it was just something that happened; she didn’t text me, I didn’t text her. I very badly *wanted* to text her, but I wasn’t gonna push anything she didn’t want. I kind of already did push a little in the phone convo by giving her an ultimatum. I guess feeling guilty about that is what kept me from texting her. Read more »