Kissing booth in the secluded area of a park

By my master i mean ex-master, this confession is a bit old

My master once ordered me to setup a kissing booth in a more secluded area of the park and he sent a guy to stand guard on the entrance path so no minors would go there.

I had a small desk setup and a seat behind it. He told me to make a menu card and I did . The following was written on it

Deed – price – time

Kiss – 1 dollar – 3 seconds

French kiss – 3 dollars- 7 seconds

Makeout – 7 dollars – 15 seconds

Makeout will full groping access to my body – 15 dollars – 30 seconds

Extra special makeout with full groping access to my body – 30 dollars – 1 minute

Boobs massage and bare boob sucking – 45 dollars – 2 minutes.

Boobs Massage with dry humping from behind – 60 dollars – 2 minutes

“Feel Free to ask for a refund if you are not satisfied with the service” ( this was written in all caps and in red )

Madame Vivienne’s Club for Wayward Gentlemen.

He’s not a cowardly man by any means. Michael is lean and above average in height. Confident in his manner of address; even possessed of a tendency towards aloofness at times. Michael Barnabas Foucault has every right to be so. He comes from old money and is successful in his own right. Some half jokingly say his family might as well be Parisian royalty. Which is why even though his heart is pounding and his cock in a painful state of tumescence, he must exercise caution. He doesn’t really want to be seen.

These are not exactly the back streets either. Madame Vivienne is a brazen woman who has placed her establishment right in the heart of Avenue des Champs-Élysées. She is also cunning. By day the sign above the shop front declares it to be ‘The Creme de la Creme Tailoring and Fashion House’. By night, a few nights per month at least, the sign is reputedly altered and no one seems to know when this occurs or admits to knowing what the other sign, ‘Double Entendre’ means.

On my knees – Revised (M/F, dom/sub, oral, piss drinking, massage, spanked, impact play, choked out)

Revised story written by Badsammie – all work and credit belongs to her. Posted with her express permission.

I wait patiently in the living room, sitting topless on the couch, wearing only the yoga pants he set out for me this morning. My tits are still tender from the recent piercings I got last week, though the swelling is now gone and I’m in basic daily care mode for them. He wanted them, just like he wanted my belly and clit pierced and I had done those previously for him. Currently, they are only barbells, but once healed they will be replaced with rings. They make him happy and making him happy makes me happy. The smell from the kitchen tells me that the pork chops are almost done and I get up and flip them, turning the heat way down to keep from burning them.

My phone buzzes and I pick it up from the table. He’s almost home, so I go to the bathroom, double-checking my makeup. Nothing too heavy today, just making sure nothing is out of place. He’s had a hard day and has been out since early in the morning because someone fucked up and a water leak was flooding one of his sites. Everything is good, so I rush back out to the living room and see him pull up in his truck. I kneel down, in front of the door, and patiently await him.

The Beast Within (Female pov, fantasy, nc, werewolf, creampie, forced transformation)

Trigger Warning!

While entirely fantasy my NC stories often contain non-consensual scenes that can feel raw, or have realistic elements to them. I don’t want to upset anyone, so please use your discretion when choosing whether or not to read.

Thanks and enjoy! 😊

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It had been an enjoyable late summer day. I had spent it at my aunt’s house, helping her clean out her basement and catching up on all the local gossip. Now I was walking home. It was twilight, still enough light to see fine, but getting to the point I’d rather not dawdle more than necessary. Night was drawing near faster than I anticipated it seemed, a consequence of it being late August now no doubt. Those shorter days always caught me by surprise this time of year.

I had turned down a trail that led through the woods. A shortcut of sorts, which was frequently teaming with wildlife. Great for seeing deer or owls, chipmunks and otters, there even was a pack of wolves which lived in the area. Those wolves had caused no shortage of controversy in our small town. There was a bit of an ongoing feud over whether they should be driven away due to killing pets and livestock, or whether it was better to let nature be. I had little opinion on the matter personally, but some men in our town had an argument come to blows over it recently; it was quite the ordeal.

[FM] The Early Morning After Our First Date [oral] [creampie]

Trevor ended up staying the night. We cleaned up slightly and cuddled in my bed. We didn’t fuck again right away. We laid in bed and played different songs on my Sonos speakers. Some were old songs some were new. We enjoyed each other’s company. Eventually we fell asleep in each other’s arms.

I woke up to the feel of Trevor’s scruffy face between my legs. He was licking the crease where my groin meets my leg. His tongue was going up and down right next to my pussy. I could feel his hot breath on my clit each time he got to the top of the crease. He then switched sides and licked the other crease. Slowly up and down he went. I was finally fully awake and comprehending what I was feeling. It was sweet agony how good it felt. I wanted more. I was trying to adjust my hips so I could get more contact. Trevor was teasing me, I loved it but hated it. I wanted more. I wanted him to lick some of his cum left from earlier out of me. Then I felt it. He put his entire mouth over my opening and stuck his tongue as deep inside me as he could get it.

[MF] my first experience with an older woman. M23 and F55. Update: Diana’s first titfuck.

Thank you all for your upvotes on my story about myself and Diana. I really appreciate the feedback and I am glad you found the story as wholesome and sweet as it was for me in reality. I hope more guys can appreciate how sexy and wonderful an older woman can be.

You can find the original story using the link below.

[MF] my first experience with an older woman. M23 and F55 from gonewildstories

Due to multiple requests, I have decided to write more details about the experiences myself and Diana shared. As you know Diana although was 55 years old and two children was very sexually inexperienced. To her sex was just missionary and the occasional blowjob, she had never received oral or tried new positions. Her husband had left her for a younger woman. Diana she was lonely, depressed and hugely lacking in self-confidence.

[MF] I (39M) and wife (42F) go poly and now I have an 18F girlfriend

After lots of discussion, like several years, about being poly the wife and I decided to open things up in January. Did all the standard things, dating apps, sites, etc and all I got were escorts.

Now I would never call myself attractive but some girls like the tall mountain man look. Ended up making a random connection on Omegle. Chatted for a while and things were good. I had asked her out but she wasn’t looking for anything.

About a week ago we go out for a drive and she grabs my hand and puts it right on her tit. Note this is the first time I’ve actually touched her in any way (she has major trust issues). She said no way her parents would approve of me and do no place to go we drive around looking for a place to park and nothing jumps out. Finally she’s like “just pull into my mom’s driveway and we’ll park where they can’t see”.

Wedding Happenings Part 03

Cassidy was wondering why she waited so long to give her virginity up. The old-fashioned, fairy tale crap she’d heard as a child, no doubt. Her idea of being a cherry virgin on her wedding night, jeez, what a 1950’s style load. Getting her first fucking had been really enjoyable, and she wanted it again. She felt the solid press of Brian’s 8-inch cock against her hip, mmmm, since he was ready to go again, why wait?

She could feel her pussy, demanding, the pulsing, aching heat could wait no longer. She pulled Brian atop her and urged him on.

“Fuck me again Brian, give me that hard cock!”

Brian, happy to do whatever a hot cunted babe like Cassidy Riley wanted, saw the glistening folds of her womanhood spread apart, fat with lust and ready. He placed his cock at her entrance, and speared his dick in, arrowing in on a true cunt splitting path.

Cassidy’s husky grunt of pleasure rose up, being stretched out and filled so suddenly, right after her virgin busting fuck, felt even better. She was ready to get another hot ride.

*****

Not too far away…

Wife’s friend [MF]

Ive [M30] been married to my wife [30F] close to 10 years. This happened 1 year ago.

My wife (I will call her Marie) has a friend (henceforth known as Liz) that she was close to in elementary school. They went their separate ways but reconnected a few years ago. Since then we’ve all become pretty cool, even gone a vacation together.

This was when I first had an idea Liz was dtf. She would do little sneaky things that had me questioning whether I saw what I was seeing. For example, after a swim session in our airbnb pool, when my wife went to the bathroom, she flat out dropped her towel and bent over in front of me in just her bikini…and my God, her ass…the kind you just want to slap and rest your face on. My wife is beautiful and sexy, and she was blessed with huge tits, but I’m an ass man. Needless to say, I’ve fantasized about having my way with her, especially since then.

The Quiet Girl in the Library has an Oral Fixation, Pt. 2 [M/F, Blowjob, Cunnilingus, Titfuck, Public]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/u1pogj/the_quiet_girl_in_the_library_has_an_oral/)

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I didn’t see Aly the next afternoon. I searched through the library’s basement, desperately horny after the pornographic blowjob she’d given me the day prior. The next day was just the same. I thought perhaps that was the last I’d see of her, that maybe she had moved somewhere else, searching out new cocks to suck in farther reaches of the university’s campus.

On Friday I was pleasantly surprised. The afternoon just prior to the weekend was perhaps the best time to study. I counted perhaps five people as I walked through the first level of the library before descending into the basement, where I saw no one save for *her*. She was in the same spot as before, that same exact table where she’d pushed out of her chair to her knees and taken my erect cock into her mouth.

I’d be lying if I said I didn’t start bulging against my dark wash jeans as soon as I saw the back of her head. Her hazelnut hair was tied up into a messy top-knot this time, with a ballpoint pen piercing it. She was dressed differently too, this time in a pleated skirt that ran near to her knees and a simple white camisole with her trademark baggy cardigan.