Tag: Oral

Wanderlust 01 – Fairy [MF] [Fantasy] [Oral]

So there I was, backpacking through Europe like every other early twenty-something, when lo-and-behold I got myself lost. That’s pretty normal for me. Ever since I was a kid, I got easily distracted by the most mundane things in the world, and got quite comfortable asking retail workers to help me find my parents. Even in my own backyard I’d end up chasing a butterfly or squirrel into another neighborhood if I wasn’t careful. I just love examining the little things in life, the details everybody else seems to gloss over.

While this was an annoyance to me and an inconvenience to my parents, I never really got into any trouble because of my wanderlust. Not until today. When I left town earlier that morning, one of the locals told me there was a cool castle that was about a day’s hike through the forest. He said that not many tourists visit because there’s no road and no professional guides to assist in a hike. According to him, many had gotten lost in the woods leading to the castle, and some were never found. Read more »

[FF] An amazing first time.

Me, and Alice, finished our shift at around one in the morning. At 18 years of age, we were both summer interns at this amazing 5-star beach hotel and, after a particularly good service, we found ourselves not wanting to go back to our rooms right away. So, we decided to go for a moonlit walk on the beach, instead. It was the middle of summer and, even that late, it was still about 30°C.

Alice was, truly, an amazing girl. Beautiful, petite, redhead, with dark green eyes and the most amazing smile. She was extremely smart and funny, confident, adventurous… everything I, myself, hoped to be. I was fascinated by her, in every regard. Because we began our internship in the same day, and we were always assigned the same shifts, we were drawn to each other’s company and became good friends pretty quickly.

After walking along the beach for a while, we sat down in the sand in a somewhat secluded area, talking and laughing, as if we had known each other for much, much longer than a mere couple weeks. It was late. The moonlight shinned on the still ocean’s surface. There was no one left on that beach, but us, and I was thinking to myself how perfectly romantic this whole situation was, and how much I had enjoyed Alice’s company, since the very first day we met. Read more »

Second ti[m]e with [m]y best friend and his wi[f]e [mmf]

Several months ago, I wrote a true story about the first time my best friend shared his wife with me. A few months after the first event, it happened again.

I was still living in their basement, and they were in no hurry to rush me out. We were all great friends, Mike, Teresa, and me. We would do all kinds of stuff together; movies, shopping, we even played on a coed softball team together. We were a pretty tight bunch. Teresa had set me up on a couple of dates with her friends, and they were all great, but none of those girls were a true match. Read more »

[Mf]Zoe finds Daddy’s breaking point. [Str8][Inc][Nc]because no verbal consent[Force][Derogatory names][Oral]kinda, [Slaps, Choking][Cheating][Teasing][Fiction]

This is actually the result of a post I saw on r/dirtypenpals the other day. I never got a response from the OP, but I liked the idea so much, I ran with it. Also… I haven’t posted much here, but this is probably the most aggressive, violent, and mean smut I’ve written. It’s probably not that bad, but it’s definitely a new flavor for me. C&C welcome. I’m still trying to figure out the ideal paragraph length for mobile, so sorry if that needs work. All depicted characters are 18+

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John lay in his bed, staring at the ceiling. The clock on his dresser rolled over to 1 am, and he still couldn’t sleep. 20 days into this quarantine with no end in sight, and his daughter, Zoe, had started to lose it after the first week. Wearing less and less around the house, getting very touchy, pushing personal space boundaries. Then the texts started. First it was cute selfies around the house. Soon it became “cuddle with me, Daddy” and a picture of her in panties and shirt. It only escalated from there. Today it had reached the point of a “handbra” and panties with a lollipop in her mouth accompanying the message “I bet you wish my mouth was on something else, don’t you, Daddy?” Read more »

Meetings [MF] [Oral]

There is an incredible moment right before she moves her head forward.

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She looks up at you, eyes full of trust and desire, with her lips parted and her tongue sticking out, waiting for you. If you could frame that image, you would. Her pink lips have a slight sheen of spit from when she licked them as you pulled your cock out for her. She is kneeling in front of you, knees slightly apart, and your focus is singularly on her.

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Of course, your attention is what she wanted when she crawled into your office and knelt next to your desk as you finished up a teleconference. You stroked her hair as she waited, nodding at her to give her permission to run her small hands over your inner thighs. Your voice hitched slightly as you felt her hand brush over your cock while you explained something to a colleague, and you gave her a warning look. She smiled coyly and brushed her hand over it again, but this time she did it more firmly.

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More Blasts [MF] from the past

Another in my series of sexual reminiscences…

I was recently divorced and Carrie had ended a rocky relationship herself. She was all of 5’5”, ruby red hair, milky pale skin, big full naturally red lips with an impressive rack for a woman her size…nice looking ass to boot. We worked together, but weren’t in the same division. A long work event took us to a rainy dreary Midwest city for a four day visit at a pretty nice old hotel. Through a crazy mix up Carrie ended up with a one bedroom suite all to herself. Work reception ended, group of staff went to dinner, hit a store for some beer and back to the hotel. Carrie offered to host the after party in her spacious accommodations. She and I sat at the table and shared details from each of our breakups for a while. Party came to a halt when hotel security knocked on the door with a complaint about the noise. Everyone headed for their rooms. I got to my room a couple floors down and my phone rang. It was Carrie, she said I’d left my meeting material behind on the big table in her outer room and she’d leave the door open wit the deadbolt so I could grab it real quick since she wasn’t on duty till the next afternoon. So, I popped back up, slipped into the outer room of her suite and tiptoed over to the table…not wanting to disturb her. As I passed the door to the bedroom I caught her out of the corner of my eye….I froze in my tracks. There she was, standing in the doorway with her rob on but not closed around her completely naked body. I worked my way up from her bare feet, past her toned calves, her milky thighs, her flaming red bush (this is ‘99, before the shaved pussy era had dawned), her just ever so slightly soft tummy, her even sexier that I’d imagined plump D cup tits and finally to her smirky lips which uttered only two word in reply to my long lingering tour of her body: So, hi. Read more »

I came to steal from him. I fucked him, too. (Part 1) [Daddy] [age gap] [femme fatale] [crime] [masturbation] [voyeurism] [girl on top] [flash fiction] [flash erotica]

**Heyyyyy folks,**

This is Part One of another two-parter. Gotta have a Daddy story every once in a while. I don’t write incest stuff, but I do write femme fatale! Here she be.

Hope you like it!

***xo, Claire***

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I hadn’t planned to hide in the closet.

It was yesterday afternoon. I was in his bedroom looking for shit I could steal—art, luxury jewelry, maybe even gold from a safe. He walked in when I had just found a case of watches on his dresser. They were easily worth a hundred thousand dollars each.

The walk-in closet was the closest place to hide. I snuck myself behind the double doors and left them open just a crack. I wanted to be on the lookout in case I needed to dive behind his rack of suits. I never thought I’d see him strip naked and slide into his king-sized bed with a laptop.

At first, watching him masturbate was surreal. He couldn’t suck his own dick or anything. It was actually the opposite. He sat upright against his antique headboard and stroked himself under the sheets. I assumed he was watching porn because he put in wireless earbuds. It all looked so ordinary, like something I would do. I grew up poor. I had always imagined rich dudes having crazy sex with beautiful people, not quiet sex with themselves. Read more »

Human Anatomy and Sexuality Class – Week Two [MF][Exhib][Oral][Repost]

Week Two – The Human Body

I got to class 20 minutes early the next week, and Kate and Rachel were already there. Rachel looked like I felt – nervous, queasy, excited (horny?). After exchanging pleasantries, Kate led us into a back room that was used for storage of old books and other supplies. There were two bath robes hanging on a hook on one of the walls next to some empty shelves. “We’re going to jump right in,” Kate started. “You two will strip completely naked, you can put your clothes here”, she indicated to the shelves. “Put on the robes, and wait for me to come and get you. Any questions?”

I knew this was coming, but I was hoping maybe we would ease into it a little…apparently I was wrong. “Kate,” I said quietly, almost hoping Rachel wouldn’t hear me, even though she was standing right next to us, “I have a, um, question. This is kind of awkward,” of course Rachel was hanging on every word, “but what if I get an erection?” Both ladies’ eyes went automatically to my crotch, where there was already a bulge forming in my pants, and then quickly back up to my face. Rachel giggled nervously, but Kate was nonplussed. Read more »

My teenage exploration with my best friend. (MM)(gay) (oral)

I’ve always had doubts about my sexuality and those doubts were only strengthened when “A” moved into our neighborhood along with his family. His mother had just divorced her abusive husband who was now living across town and his sister was a med student. “A” was a shy and quite kid, much like myself, a bit unemotional but really kind at heart.
We were about the same age. Initially both of us didn’t get along really well but soon we worked things out and became inseperable. We didn’t get out much but he would always be beside me for dog walks and such. He was maturing into this tall, brown haired, broad shouldered beauty and despite his awkwardness he’d make a desirable companion for almost anybody.
Due the aforementioned shyness I never thought of him to be like the guys I hung out with at school and therefore, we only ever talked about video games, TV, movies, books and school. When he finally opened up I realised that he too was a hormonal Molotov cocktail ready to be lit.
I realised that I had feelings for him and wanted to make our relationship closer and more intimate. When I confessed he was taken aback, stuttering he explained that his heterosexuality prevents him indulging in any matter of this sort and refused to talk about anything on this matter all together.
Much to his disbelief, there were several instances when I had caught him staring at my plump round ass, he was the one who had always urged me to keep my hair long and curly and apparently he was fond of me resting my head on his shoulder or chest whenever we watched a movie together.
At home, after dinner I lay awake in my bed with butterflies in my stomach, thinking about him and how I possibly get closer to him, I wanted him, I wanted his cock to be in my mouth, I wanted to make him feel good, I wanted him to be mine. I would do anything for him but I wasn’t ready for anal yet so I decided to rule out that possibility.
The next morning I shaved every strand of body hair that lay upon my body and looked at my stark naked body in the mirror, my pale skin, my wide hips, my tiny flaccid penis which was darker in contrast to the rest of my body which grew bigger bigger everytime I thought about him, my smooth legs and my plump ass. I was ready.
My parents would be out of town and it’d be a perfect time to invite him for a sleepover.
I wore a pair of lace black panties from my mother’s drawer which complemented my curves , although it was a bit awkward that my dick won’t fit inside entirely but making it stick out just made my feel slutty. I cover it up with tight satin pyjamas that highlighted my ass and my bulge and wore a t shirt to cover my torso as I’d normally do, along with white tube socks. Read more »

A lovely time – Part 1? – [FF, oral, facesitting, leash, playful]

“Mhm! Yes, yes… I’ll be home in a minute… I know, I know, yes you can go ahead and get ready, alrighty… yes I’ll make sure… ok, see you soon, love ya”

A smile grows on my face, it’s not every day that you know what to expect when you get home. I can’t help but speed down the highway, the image of my girlfriend’s giggly self in my mind, seeing her smile and knowing where it is going to go. I jump out of our Sudan, leaving my purse in my haste. I throw open the door, she left the door unlocked for me like a good girl. I barely turn the corner before my lips meet hers, I know the taste of her soft lips, her saliva, her tongue… but now is only the time for one. “Someone’s eager,” I say, pulling back from the embrace even though Anna clearly wants more.

“That makes two of us,” she giggles, “please mistress, let’s start I’ve been dying thinking about you all day!” She tries to catch my lips again

“Patience, remember?” I say, cocking an eyebrow, placing a finger gently on her lips, “you have what I asked for?” Read more »