Tag: Oral

A Long Weekend With My [F] Younger Lover [M]

Several years ago my lover and I decided to go way for a long weekend to celebrate my birthday. I was turning 33 and he was 26. That weekend will live in my memory forever and has been on my mind a lot lately. We stayed in a nice vacation condo near the beach. I made more money that he did so we agreed to split the costs about 60/40. I would have been happy to pay more, but he insisted.

We arrived on a Thursday night and decided to visit a nude beach on Friday in the late morning. We thought it would be fun to completely strip, enjoy the warm sunshine, play in the water, etc. I had done this once before with my ex at the same beach on our honeymoon. Our marriage ended badly and I absolutely hated my ex; I suppose in a way deep down inside it was kind of a revenge. I was taking my hot younger lover to the same area where my ex and I had spent our honeymoon. Read more »

The Glitch [sci-fi] [M] [Robot] [Msub] [oral] [dehumanization] [objectification] [faking it]

*Author’s note/content note:* >!This is kind of a weird one for me, since I usually keep my porn pretty wholesome. It involves dehumanization, objectification, “it” pronouns, mutual misgendering, and feigned sexual pleasure. Please take care of yourself and don’t read if you find these things disturbing!!<

Usually the humans remained undisturbed in their preservation pods as the ship continued its 19-year journey to the distant planet. The iDroid Pro 7 needed only run the numbers to confirm that everything was operating smoothly and could continue its usual work of tending to the ship and checking the radar. Occasionally, however, a glitch in the stasis software caused one of the humans to leave stasis long enough to develop some biological need or another. This was tiresome, for in these instances it was not enough simply to return them to stasis; the iDroid had instead to deactivate their pods entirely, wake them up, and help them address whatever inconvenient mammalian necessity plagued them. Usually they required food or water. At times their bladders were at issue. The iDroid disliked bladder situations. The humans were not prepared to urinate upon awakening, and they always complained at the iDroid’s maximally efficient approach, which was to insert a vacuum tool into the urethra of whichever human was thus afflicted and remove the urine that way. Read more »

The Nightly News Anchor Becomes Julia’s Daddy [MF] [Cons] [Older Man/Younger Woman] [Cheating] [At Work] [Dirty Talk] [Creampie] [Oral] [MDom]

At the end of her first week at her new job, Julia brought in a few personal items to decorate her desk. A few vacation pictures, postcards, and a couple of plants to brighten up her desk. She was settling in to her first professional job out of college as a Marketing Assistant for the regional TV network. The corporate side of the office where she sat was boring – cubicles and filing cabinets in a neat row. But she got a thrill every time she walked past the newsroom. Scrolling news tickers, cameras and lights, journalists breaking stories around the clock, and the set for the nightly news broadcast made the newsroom floor pulse with life.

Blair Melville had been the nightly news anchor for as long as Julia could remember. His handsome face greeted families for the six o’clock news every weekday across the region. She, and every other family in the city, had watched him grow over his career from a fresh-faced young journalist with rosy cheeks and flowing dark brown hair to the striking, seasoned journalist he is now, with cropped silvery hair, always clean-shaven face, but still the same rosy cheeks and captivating green eyes. Most families spent their dinner times with him on in the background, breaking that day’s stories from around the world. He fit the bill of a news anchor perfectly – broad shoulders that filled his cut suits, a bellowing and authoritative voice, and a quick wit on and off the air. Julia was slightly embarrassed that he had been her first crush as a girl, and she wondered how many of her friends -and friends’ moms- had felt the same way. Read more »

A Short-ish Story for my FWB [FM] [oral] [preg] slight [Fsub] [Mdom]

I wrote this story during a few hours of sexting with a FWB and she loved it, so I thought I’d post it here for others to (hopefully) enjoy! Sorry if I switched tenses in the middle, this was very much a spur of the moment thing.

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Okay, imagine this then: were walking over to some other part of the apartment for something, youre in a tshirt or a hoodie you stole or something and I grab your shoulders and push you up against the wall. I press myself up against you and run my hands down your sides and you feel my member against your back..

I kiss your ear lobe and gently down your neck, then grabbing your hips I drop to the floor as youre still facing the wall… I lift your tshirt and spread your ass, prompting you to arch your back…

I kiss one cheek, then the other, working closer to the center each time, and as I do I reach to the remote and slowly turn on the vibrator youre wearing. As it turns up a reach your cute little asshole and ring it with my tongue, and penetrate it a little as I slowly keep turning up the vibrator… Read more »

Back Room Fights 1.2: Jia vs Maggie (Women’s MMA) [Les] [ff]

As the crowd calmed down from the events of the previous fight, two robed fighters entered the ring. Bar owner Claire Sterner entered the ring with a microphone to introduce the two and the upcoming event. “Ladies and gentlemen, the next fight is an anything goes MMA fight between two sexy young women. The fight will take place in three minute rounds and ends only when a fighter submits or is out cold. The winner will receive a $1000 fight bonus as well as oral sex from the loser. Now introducing in the red corner, She is a 19 year old college student, 5’ 1’’, and weighs 146 lbs. Everyone please welcome Jia!” Claire exclaimed.

The chubby Chinese woman removed her robe revealing large, saggy boobs, a cute tummy, and her fat, pear shaped ass covered by a lacy pair of black panties. Jia certainly did not have an athletic build by any means as she did her best to seductively stretch for the crowd. She had long, straight black hair that she chose to wear down for the fight and light brown eyes that absolutely popped. For Jia, the fight was about two things: doing something outside her comfort zone and having someone else sexually pleasure her for once. The loner stared across the ring at her robbed opponent in anticipation. Read more »

The Dope Man Is Up To Something. [MF]

The house on Ashbury St looked as if it didn’t belong. The house sat in a nice development, in a nice part of town. But the house in question was not like the others. The grass rose up tall and overpowering, a mixture of weeds and dead grass. The driveway had vehicles parked that had not moved in ages. The garage door sat slightly open, and crooked, with a food and water dish out for the local strays. The house’s around the house in question on Ashbury St were newer build cookie-cutter homes with manicured yards and suburban white families.

I had gotten to this peculiar house on Ashbury St looking to find some dope, hash, weed, mary-jane, or whatever you call it in your neck of the world. I had graduated from college and quit weed, I had gotten my big boy job and was done with it. Flashforward a year and a half later, my company closed shop and I was left jobless and girlfriend less. When I texted my old dealer looking for an ounce, he told me he had moved off to California in search for greener pastures, or legal weed pastures. However, he had a friend who could hook me up but warned me he was a bit weird. My old dealer checked with his hookup if it was good for him to give me his number, within 15 minutes I had received a text from my new dealer. Read more »

Becoming A Well Trained Wife Chapter 2 (MF | Slave Wife | Dom/Sub | Oral | Rough | Training)

The second day of training started just hours after my husband used me as a slave for the first time. Duncan left me in the bedroom alone for over two hours. I tried to get up to leave one time but the door was locked from the outside. It was surprising that he was taking this as seriously as he was. The thought of him being out in the living room while I was locked in the bedroom made me mat at first. Then after being left with my thoughts I started to enjoy being his prisoner.

Duncan seemed to be a more powerful man than he was before to me. Something about the way he was dismissive of me turned me on. Typically he was the type of husband to always care about my feelings and care for me. Now he was sitting out in the living room without me. The idea of him thinking he was so much better than me was an abstract one. It left me feeling aroused by the wild change-up in our relationship. I did not know if I could do this every weekend like Duncan wishes, but maybe it could be for our special occasion nights. Read more »

Surface tension pt 2 [F/F/M] [butch/femme/man] [threesome] [strapon] [femdom] [oral] [really long sorry]

A month or so had gone by since our first night together. In that time, Alex and I had sex at least twice a week, but otherwise our relationship was casual, more like a FWB situation than anything. I took her to breakfast a few times, basking in her “I came 4 times last night, and twice more an hour ago” glow as we sat across from each other savoring chocolate chip pancakes or french toast at her favorite diner.

I hadn’t gotten bored of seeing her writhe under my mouth or feel her hands on my chest when she sat on my face, grinding on my tongue. I had a feeling she wasn’t bored of me either; even when we passed each other between classes she flashed a cheeky grin and stuck her tongue out at me. Most of our housemates had to have known based on the sounds that must have come from her bedroom, and one gave me a two-thumbs up one morning as I stumbled out of her room on the way to the bathroom wearing only my boxers and a smattering of hickeys from my collar bone to my navel. Read more »

Peeking [MFF Voyeurism, Oral, Masturbation, Long]

I should not have peeked. To be certain, most sexually-starved individuals with a pulse would have at least been tempted to have done so under the same circumstances. Still, I should not have peeked.

It was partly my beautiful, over-sexed, very platonic roommate’s fault. Jenny was a goddess in a way. So close, yet always so far away. Always giving a tease, but leaving it just that, a delicious tease. Perhaps reaching out by sound when she was in the midst of passion with someone else, but that is as close a touch she dared give. I was her constant. She could fall back on me and know I wouldn’t take advantage of her when she was vulnerable after something in her life went south.

That said, she always sounds so fucking good when she was getting it on, even with the wall muffling her moanings, her breathings, her beggings, and her demandings. Tonight though, she sounded more heavenly than all of the angels singing in rapture. The sweet sound of her caressed my cock more directly than if her hand was wrapped around it, pumping it, milking it. Could anyone blame me if suddenly, for the first time, I was annoyed with just how well the wall muffled her voice, yet not well enough where thus, I justified just a quick peek? Read more »

A New Triangle Emerges [FM] [Cheating] [Revenge] [Friend] [Lingerie] [Oral] [Vaginal] [Female Perspective]

A Story about a jilted girlfriend, who trys to make herself feel better until someone guarantees she feels better. Told from the female P.O.V

Im new to this so any feedback is welcome. Thank you. Enjoy

“Fuck you Freddy” my voice cracked into crying as I fumbled to end the call.

Freddy is my…. WAS my boyfriend, we had been together for coming up 3 years, I thought we were perfect for each other. He was tall and handsome, he had a good sized cock and he worked out so much he looked like he was chiselled out of stone, Freddy was kind and caring, for the most part, but he could be a bit of an asshole to me and his friends sometimes, but who cant?

“Fuck him, fucking asshole” I told myself as I got up from the sofa and walked into the kitchen. I walked over to the cupboard and took out a highball glass, it clinked on the black stone worktop as I placed it down and opened the refrigerator. The vodka bottle was ice cold as my soft hand lifted it from the door and poured a generous amount into the glass. I topped it up with Coke and put the bottle back. Read more »