Step-dad brings a friend over [MMF] [anal] [oral] [inc]

For a few days after the club incident, Daddy kept his office door locked and when he came out for lunch, he was nothing more than polite to me. I was still aching for release, but nothing I did seemed to tempt him. I walked around in nothing but my satin robe, I wore a skirt that hadn’t fit me since I was 14 with no panties, I even sat naked on the counter top with my legs spread when he came out for lunch one day and he simply smiled, patted my thigh and said “patience, baby girl. You’re still in a time out.”

I pouted. “Daddy I miss your cock.”

“Maybe you’ll think about that the next time you act like a little slut at the club.” And he went back to work.

I was starting to think I’d never cum again but I was determined to show him I could be a good girl. So I kept my fingers away from my pussy.

I (32m) am a disabled guy with Cerebral Palsy who worked for 3 years as a private escort for women! [MF]

After I got my degrees I was on track for a “regular” job, but I’d actually always wanted to do some kind of sex work. I knew I had all the “attributes” but I also love people and have a lot of empathy.

Escorting is legal where I live so I set up my own website, advertised in online directories and took private bookings. Because of my disability I wasn’t sure how many clients I’d get, but I actually had quite a lot – all able-bodied.

Some wanted me to attend dinners and social functions with them, some just wanted intimacy/sex, but we’d always start with a drink and a chat to make them feel comfortable.

They tended to be older women. Some were dissatisfied in their marriage, some were late virgins who just needed a bit of confidence. There were a few younger women but not many.

Most were looking for romantic sex (which I LOVE) and I also offered long oral sessions and massage sessions which were very popular!

I never did anything with couples or men, despite being offered a lot of money to do so.

Step-dad part 4 [inc] [MF] [oral] [anal]

By lunchtime, I was half crazed with lust. Finally, it was noon and I came down the stairs, still in just a thin white tank top and panties that were now soaked through from arousal. He wasn’t in his office so I made my way to the kitchen, trembling with need. He was waiting for me there, standing at the center island and patiently watching the door for me, a glass of water next to him.

When I got next to him, he poured the glass of water over the front of my shirt. I gasped at the cold. I looked down to see that my shirt was now completely see through, clinging tightly to my hardened pink nipples. He leaned forward and sucked on them through my shirt. I was panting with need as he sucked and plucked at my wet nipples.

“Have you been a good girl this morning?” He asked as he moved his hand down to cup me through my panties.

I nodded, breathless. “Yes daddy I waited for you all morning, please, please I need you.”

Step-dad part 3 [inc] [MF] [oral]

I waited until I heard my mom’s car drive off before I came downstairs in nothing but a threadbare tank top and my panties. I’d briefly considered coming down in nothing at all but maybe I’d save that for another day.

I found daddy in his office with his back to me, clacking away on his computer. “Morning Daddy,” I cooed.

He swiveled his office chair around to face me and raked over my body with his eyes. “Good morning, you look hungry.”

I licked my lips, nodding. I knew that he liked to hear it so I said “I’m hungry for Daddy’s cock.”

“I have to make a call. Can you be very quiet while I feed you my cock?”

“Yes daddy I can be very quiet.”

He beckoned me over with a finger and I knelt down in front of him. He helped me free his cock and my mouth watered. “Now remember baby girl,” and he pressed a finger against my lips to remind me to be quiet.

My Sister Lizzy Part 9 ]MF] [MM] [FF] [BDSM]

We hadn’t yet told her that Lizzy and I were brother and sister.
We figured that this would work itself out in due time, preferably after she had a chance to enjoy our special brand of hospitality.

At the end of the hour I asked if everyone would like to go over to the barn.

As we entered the barn Karen hesitated at the door and expressed her reluctance.
It was Lizzy who soothed her nerves by whispering something in her ear that brought a smile to her face.
When asked later what she said to Karen she refused to tell us.
Her only answer was “None of your business.”

Karen walked through the barn looking at everything trying to assure herself that she was safe and not walking into a den of psycho- killers.
Once she was satisfied she walked over to Lizzy and began to strip the clothes from Lizzy’s body.
She wasn’t gentle with this task, for the most part she tore the clothes from her body.

Advent Kinkendar: December 1st

Some of you might have seen my very popular little Advent series go by last year, and I know many of you thoroughly enjoyed it. I’m running through it again this year on my Patreon and I’d love for you all to join me over there. Enjoy part one to whet your appetites.

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“What have I let myself in for?”

That was the main thought running through my head as I stood on the doorstep. Sure I was excited, exhilarated even, but that didn’t stop me also being incredibly nervous.

I guess I should give you the background first.

I’m Hannah, I’m 25 years old, I’m straight, and I’m a submissive. Specifically a service slut; I exist to obey others. I have some experience; mostly online, but the real life encounters I have had were incredible. So when I saw a BDSM advert online for an “Advent Kinkendar Experience”, I was intrigued. It was posted by a Domme of a similar age to myself offering just two submissives the opportunity for a 25 day BDSM package. Each day she promised a new experience for us to explore, with no expectation or requirement of commitment past the Christmas period.

Girl can’t choose between me and my friend, I say why not both? Non-Fiction, [MFM]

All my stories have some preamble, I just like re-living the situations that led to the sexy events as well as the event. If you don’t care much for my descriptions and preamble, there’s a “>>>Sexy Story begins here” line. Names have been changed.

I haven’t gone into my appearance much, just in case anyone is curious I’ll try to describe myself here. If you don’t care, skip this section and I’ll describe my friends in the next two sections. By the time this story takes place, I’d given up on my teenage gothiness and had embraced my long blond hair and burgeoning blond beard metalhead self. I’ve been told I have very blue eyes, and I’m tallish at 6’1. I’ve always kept some weight on, bit of an eternal dad bod I suppose.

This takes place shortly after I turned 20. I had two friends, a (21F) girl we’ll call Sandra, who was a thick and shapely 5’4 girl with enormous tits (her bra size was a G), long wavy brown hair, bright green eyes and a cute little ass. She would always wear really revealing tops, and everyone at school was always speculating how much of her perk and cleavage was natural and how much was just a really good, expensive bra. Sandra would work construction during the summer as a labour hand, and she always looked firm and fit.

[MF] [rom] [oral] [India] BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION – This is a true story. I went to a birthday party with a friend’s son and it ended up with oral sex with a friend. She is sexy and always ready to help me out.

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I have written about my friend, Janu, and shared my experience with her. She is short and plump. She wears gold tented glasses, which suits her face well. She is very bold and we had many thrilling sexcapades together.

Janu is married and always ready to do things that thrill her. She has 38D sized boobs and a huge but attractive bottom. Most of the time her husband is out touring and she stays home with her kid. This story is five years old and I am relating it to you now because I was just reminded of her and really need to tell the story.

That day I went to her place she was celebrating the birthday of her son and a lot of kids were gathered at her home. The cake is cut and most of the events were over. She had put a video of some kid’s movie on the TV and most of the kids were busy eating cake and watching the movie.

[MMMF]The best birthday [Anal][Oral][Blindfold]

You shivered. Sitting there looking at it. It was innocuous honestly, a simple black cloth sitting on the hotel bed beside you. Underneath it was a sheet of paper with just three words written on it.

*If you want*

Daddy always knew what you wanted, even when you didn’t, but this? This was something you definitely weren’t sure about. Daddy had told you enough, hinted enough, for you to realize where he wanted you to go. Room 304. The same room in the same hotel he always requested when it was time for a special night. What night was more special than your birthday? You could trust Daddy, right?

You took a breath and then let it out. Fuck it, what was the worst that could happen? You wrote out the text and sent it. You tossed your phone onto the night stand and grabbed the blindfold putting it on slowly. It was darker than you expected. Absolutely no light made it through the relatively thin fabric. It was scary honestly, every noise seemed to be magnified; the smell of your vanilla lotion assaulted your nose even though moments before you could barely make it out. The smooth sheets cradling your naked ass and legs suddenly became oh so distinct against your skin. Daddy had told you to be naked and waiting so like the good girl you are you obeyed. Now you just had to wait.

The Escort [MMF]

After ending a long & frustrating marriage, I decided to move out of State. My best friend offered to have me move in with him for awhile until I got settled.

He & I have a history of exploring together.

He was in a near sexless marriage (once or twice a year) and looking for relief, and I just got divorced and looking for guiltless fun.
I was open to almost anythhing. He found an escort of backpage (Before it got shutdown), and he had been seeing her on a regular basis.

Our mutual fantasy is to share a woman together.

This Escort, (Let’s call her Angela), was a late 30’s, thin, lithe, natural redhead. Redheads are my weakness. You know what they say about redheads? Red in the head = Fire in the hole.

He was a regular of hers and she agreed to a 3-some (for a price). She was based out of an upscale massage therapy office & we went to go see her. We paid upfront and she took us into one of the therapy rooms. There was not a lot of room in there, but we made due. The massage table just wasn’t big enough for 3.