I had always got on with you my step daughter ever since your mum and I got married 12 months ago. You have always been a tease and the older you get you seem to be more of a demanding teenager. Your mom was pre-menopausal and as a result our sex life had pretty much dried up, even oral sex was being viewed by her as dirty.
Tag: Oral
CURBSIDE AT TARGET
I recently ordered some stuff from Target. A cool 55 inch TV and a personal massager. When I pulled up to the store where curbside pickup was I was informed I must go inside to verify my age due too the adult content I had bought. I walked in the store and proceeded to customer service. There at the counter was a woman probably in her early fifties I’m guessing. Not far behind her in age me being 46. I showed her my ID and she was shocked. No way your 46 you look much younger. I said “why thank you but I assure you that’s my age”. “Well I’m 67she said. “Wow I would have said early to mid Thirties. ” She blushed while her cheeks turned a subtle shade of red. “You are much too kind”. Don’t be so negative you are very good looking for your age. I would have never guessed you were 67. So no ring are you divorced. No she said I’m a widow. Husband died ten years ago. Sorry to hear that I sàid. It’s quite all right. He used to beat me. He was a drunk. But man the sex was phenomenal. He was at least ten inches long and two inches thick. Quite the performer. You never remarried I asked. Never felt the need she said. That surely doesn’t mean I never went to pound town again. I certainly hope not I said. You are much to hot to pass that town up. You are such a flirt she said. So the massager you buy for your girlfriend. Well no would you believe I was hoping to meet a beautiful woman at Target to use it on. Oh now you did it honey. Look I get off in an hour or so how about you come back and meet me in the parking lot. Hmmm. Only if I get to see you naked I said. You figure out a place to go and get nasty and you’ll see all of me. Well shit we can just go to my house. That will give me enough time to take this stuff home and get ready. Mmmmm. Honey I can’t wait to see your cock. Well not quite what you are use to but I think it’ll do the job. I said. How big is it then she asked. Well about six and half but got some girth. One thing I have learned in my years of experience you çould have twelve inches but if you can’t throw it down the hallway the right way it’s not worth the length. I always say may not touch the bottom but I’m sure scraping the sides. That’s a great one she said. Plus I am a oral specialist. Quite good with my tongue. Well well I can’t wait. See you soon. I went home hung the TV and grabbed a quick shower. My cock was rock hard thinking about smashing that woman. I couldn’t resist and ran one off quick. I went back to Target and waited up at the one end by a mid nineties Lincoln. Had à funny feeling this was her car. About ten minutes passed and here she came headed right for me. Finally getting a good look at her. Her tits were quite large and her legs looked very firm for her age. Hey sweetie she said. How’d you know this was my car. She asked. I truly just guessed. So I never got your name she said. My name is John, my friends call me Coble. Well hello Coble I am Dorothy friends call me Oz. Nice I said. Then let’s go see the wizard shall we. I live about five minutes away from here. Follow me I said. We made it to my house and barely made it in the door before We started making out right there in the living room. Both of us were naked in no time. Her breasts were even better than I had thought. Still very firm and barely sagged at all. Her legs lead to a wonderful firm and plump ass that was begging for attention. I walked her to the sofa while kissing her passionately. She flopped on the sofa and I finally got to see that pussy. For being her age I was shocked it was juicy and Surprisingly she was bald. Just the way I like it I said. I hate hair in my food. I dived right in and pleased her to multiple orgasms. She kept trying to get away climbing up the back of the sofa. She wasn’t escaping my tongue and the six guage tongue ring. When I finished she was panting and still cumming. Wow you’re definitely the best at oral I ever had. I can see I said. Quite the wet spot you left. Now give me that cock she demanded. I sat down and she layed across my lap. Mmmmm. This will do just fine she said and took my cock all the way down her throat in one motion. I almost lost my shit right there. She was definitely the best I had ever had. Mmmmm. Come on and put that pussy on my cock I said. She didn’t hesitate. I slipped right in she was so wet. She felt amazing so warm almost like velvet. We fucked like that for awhile and then she asked me to go Doggystyle. My pleasure. I fucked her so hard she was screaming in no time lubing my cock with her juices. When I was about to cum she requested I blow inside her so that is exactly what I did. I pulled out and she started to shake and squirted. It must have shot at least six feet. So hot. We sat for awhile and talked about the fantastic sex we just had and both agreed it definitely not the last. We took a shower. She spent the night and we went to see the wizard àll night long. We meet up a few times a week. I never have to make a curbside pickup I always hit the bullseye at Target.
32 [FM] 34 First swinging experience.
I am 32 years old and my husband is 34, we’ve been married for 12 years. Prior to meeting I was a virgin and my husband had only been with 1 female at an early age.
The first 5 years of marriage it was pretty vanilla sex. It’s always been amazing but it wasn’t super experimental. The most we did sometimes and not often was watch porn during sex.
Well, 7 years ago, we took a trip to Vegas, and things have never been the same! We found ourselves in Las Vegas for a long weekend. We stayed at the New York New York hotel and casino.
While there we talked about going to a dirty show, a strip club, a spa, etc… we decided on a spa and thought it would be fun to find one that allowed for nudity or at least topless friendly. Well, we found the “perfect place!”
We found a place called the Love Temple, it was a couples only nudist/swingers resort…once checked in and walked through the grounds was nudity or towel only. It was a relatively big outdoor area with 2 pools and a huge hot tub.
The Godmother
George Franklin, an unfortunate street thug, dragged into a business office by four hired hands of Houston’s notorious brothel owner, only referred to as Godmother. This luxurious, Amazonian woman with a body that time itself couldn’t age her, towers over George’s above average build.
“I bet you’re thinking, why am I still alive right now?” She goes to sit down behind her desk.
George gave her puzzled look. He looked over his shoulders, the men who bought him to Godmother await for their orders.
He looked back at Godmother and careful answered. “Yeah.”
She leaned back into her chair, her eagle-eyes locked on George, reading his body reaction. “You see, it’s nothing…personal against you. But, you’re running with a crowd that’s been hurting my girls. Those brothers as you would like to think of them, gang raped three of my young ones, one of my experienced girls beaten and left in an alley for the use of homeless dicks, and many others unaccounted for. And I want bodies.”
“Bodies?” George stuttered.
Fucking your Teacher (a valuable lesson) (29f) [FM]
Role Play. An integral and essential part of sexual life for some, and a horror filled nightmare the likes of which Meatloaf referred to in his song “I would do anything for love, but I won’t do *that*”.
For my part, I absolutely understand the appeal. The opportunity to play a role and feel like somebody else for a while doesn’t present itself very often in life and, for the majority, role play presents the opportunity to enact the kind of fantasies that real life so rarely offers. But I can also very much see the thinking from those for whom the very idea may bring them out in a cold sweat. Because, when it comes down to it, role play requires acting. Not necessarily very good, deep or subtle acting – indeed, usually far from it – but, like most kinks, it’s something you’re either into or you’re not. And if you’re not, it’s a portal to only deep embarrassment, and the sudden and overwhelming desire to become celibate.
Grainy Video from the Office Storeroom [Mf, blackmail, rape, coercion, mindgames, noncon, office sex, secretary, abuse, power exchange, infidelity, forced, oral, perv, nonviolent, rough, sleazy, guilt, humiliation, shame, adultery]
**WARNING:** This story contains the following potential triggers:
– Nonconsensual sexual activity
– Blackmail
– Spousal infidelity
You can find many other stories that I’ve written (including a part 2 for this story) [here at Smashwords](https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/BlackScreen/?ref=BlackScreen).
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**Grainy Video from the Office Storeroom**
The room was stone-floored, uncarpeted with bare-brick walls. It was small, not much larger than a utility room in an apartment basement. There were no windows – a naked bulb hung from the ceiling, its brilliant light casting shadows in disorganised patterns on the floor and walls, the shifting dark profiles of the sparse but functional furniture. Alison was standing, her knuckles tightly gripping the back of a rustic wooden chair staring at the grainy black and white images that played on the monitor on Jack’s desk. Jack himself stood by a filing cabinet in the corner opposite the only entrance; there was no reason for him to view the images that flickered on the screen, he had seen them multiple times before.
What if… Jackie Showed Up After Graduation [M/F] (Margaret)
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=== ***Jackie*** ===
I’m waiting there under the lights, with my back against my beater of a Honda. Impatiently, I looked down at my phone, noting how it’s almost 9 PM and that son-of-a-bitch hasn’t shown his face!
“Hey!” came that familiar voice, a little deep but undoubtedly that of a teenager. Chris came jogging towards me, still wearing his lavender graduation cap and gown. “Thanks for meeting me.”
“What is it, Chris. What did you want to talk about?” I asked impatiently as I tapped my foot on the ground and crossed my arms. “I’ve got a party to go to, you know.”
I lied. I don’t have a party to go to. I’m just going back home and drink some beer. My dad doesn’t care if I drink. He doesn’t care about a lot of things.
“Um, I uh…”
He rambled. He’s not usually this frazzled or anything, so I took my keys and started tossing it up and down my hand. “Look, if you’re just going to waste my time then we don’t have anything to talk about.”
From [M]y point of view
Be gentle, it’s my first post for this community!
Today. You’re wearing that grey dress again. This is only the second time I’ve seen you wear it, but I swear to god you look better than last time. I’ve noticed your tits in it today. You know I’m always a fan of them, but today they look particularly good.
That dress makes me think about licking you from top to toe. Don’t ask why, I don’t know either, but it just does. I want to taste every part of you, from the sweetness around your neck, the softness of your Hershey’s kisses nipples, enjoy the metallic tang of your bellybutton bar, past that sweet pussy, and down those glorious thighs to your toes. I’ve never been one for feet, but today I will.
You’ve never been a fan of oral, but today, in my mind at least, you want it. And I want to give it. That licking from top down must have worked wonders!
A sixty-nine allows me to run my tongue up the inside of your thigh before I devour your pussy. At the same time, I can feel you bring me to attention, sucking my balls while caressing my dick before placing me deep in your throat. That sound, oh that gagging sound, makes me even harder.
[S/b] My brother caught me (emo girl) masturbating during quarantine…chapter 2
Despite our afternoon of bonding and confessing our desires to “help” each other out the rest of that week was fairly uneventful. I was behind on school work and Josh was about to take finals and we were finding the whole adjustment to “at home learning” to be a bit frustrating. I think he also did not want to rush into things. I would’ve probably done anything as I was the one who was initiating most of this. I think also being younger, he did not feel like he could approach me then like he can now.
As friday came along, a delivery box appeared on our doorstep. Our mom had ordered more wine and the driver needed someone to sign for it. Mom was out to the office again and I signed for it, not after having to first rummage around to find my wallet and ID. That’s when Josh came out of his room, shirtless, just his running shorts on, “What’s that?”
Bad TV 2 [fiction] [M/f]
It was another one of those great afternoons with the television on, a rude comedy show running, junk food on the coffee table and laughs aplenty. Nearing the end, Mike sobered up and said, “Boy, I’m glad it’s you banging Stella and not some other loser.”
Tony coughed up potato chips. “Shit, what?”
“She tells me everything, man. It’s nothing to be ashamed of.”
“Damn it.” Tony covered his face before slowly bringing his hands down. “That girl.”
“Was it supposed to be your little secret?” Mike let out a howl and fell on the floor in a fit of laughter. When he had subsided, he said, “Chillax, dude. I’m doing one of Stella’s pals, a Thai-Filipina hottie. Not gonna lie. This girl knows how to give head. She even gave my wife a few tips. Oh, and the wife. Karen’s banging two jocks separately, one of them’s graduating from high school this year and the other is studying robotics at SirTech.”