Starting off slow, I deliberately take my time to undress you until you’re completely naked. Once you’re naked, I start to trail kisses from your lips to your jawline to your neck to your ears, which I languidly flick my tongue over a few times and tug slightly with my teeth, just for good measure. Just to hear your breathe quicken. I then make my way with kisses and long licks from your collar bone to your sternum to your nipples, which I lick, nibble, and suck until they’re harden peaks. So as not to leave your other breast unattended, I knead and palm it with my hand, causing you to moan and arch your back to press into both my mouth and hand some more.
Tag: Oral
The princess fucks herself to sleep Pt.2 [mf] [oral]
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“Daphne, we really must start looking for suitors for Helena.” King Theodore whispered in his wife’s ear outside his bed chamber. Two weeks had passed since Helena’s birthday celebrations, and Theodore was getting nervous about the Queens lack of urgency in the matter. Theodore had planned on wedding his daughter to a Prince from a family who had incredible military power — a nice person to have on your side — however, the arrangement had fallen through at short notice due to the Prince’s fall from grace after losing a battle to a raiding clan.
“Of course. We shall discuss it further in the morning.” – Daphne had no desire to find a suitor for her daughter. She knew from her own experience as a young princess how the pressure of securing a successful marriage had driven her to make a hasty decision, not that she disliked Theodore, but love never came into the equation.
Daphne entered her bed chamber, greeted by her maids, who wordlessly moved towards her to help her undress.
“No, I’m not going to bed just yet. Tell Adonis I need his assistance tonight. Thank you.”
[F4M][College][Revenge][Oral][Cowgirl]
I had been looking forward to the weekend like so many people do, but for me it was different. I didn’t have any grand plans; I wasn’t the type to party and I rarely went out. The excitement began on a Tuesday when my roommate told me that she’d be home for the weekend, I can’t even recall the reason and frankly, I didn’t care. I had some space, room to breath after a particularly stressful week. After two tests and a paper I had survived and just wanted to relax and clear my mind, perhaps enjoy the weekend for a change…
-Byler University of Liberal Arts: Lux Hall Sophomore Housing-
-7:00 pm-
It was a warm September night and I was lying in bed listening to the faint whistle of the wind coming through my window. The sun had just barely set, and the room existed in a twilight between the waking and the dreaming. Staring blankly at the ceiling, there was a single thought playing over and over in my head, “fuck everything”. What should have been a pleasant breeze, felt harsh on my skin and the world seemed to lack the colors of life. Lifting my phone in the air, my eyes linger on the flower that was my background and in the low light, I struggle to pull the image into focus. My vision clears and I glance at the time, 7:03pm… wondering how things had gone so wrong, so fast.
“Bring A Friend– Actually, Bring Two” [FMMM] [Groupsex] [Anal] [Oral] [swallow] [Creampie]
I’ve taken more cocks inside me than weeks I’ve spent in Seattle.
I’ve only lived here for two weeks.
…And those they were all taken at the same time.
I couldn’t help myself! The past two months saw me finish school with two degrees, get a new job, dump my cheating sack of shit boyfriend, and move cross country. I deserved it!
I met Michael, a tall, dark, sexy muscular man hung like a horse. He worked IT at the office, and the entire time he was setting up my computer, explaining the company drives, folders and other tech stuff I didn’t give a shit about, my eyes were drawn to the thick bulge in his denim. He pretended not to notice, but I knew he did. All day, my panties were soaked, thinking of his cock inside me, pounding me relentlessly like the slut I wish I was.
Actually, the “slut I am” is more accurate.
During lunch, I got to talk with him. I forget how we got on the subject, but he showed me a picture of him and his gorgeous friends. I don’t know what came over me, but I told him “You should come over. Bring your friend. Both of them.”
My Sweet [MF] [oral] [romantic]
“Mmm…that smells so good,” said Calvin Gains with a wide, excited grin.
“You must be hungry. I just put a fresh batch in the oven,” replied his beautiful wife, Candy.
“You’re right, my sweet. I am hungry…and then some.”
Joyous, playful laughter filled the kitchen of the undersized suburban house Calvin shared with his high school sweetheart turned dedicated spouse. Candy – a perfectly befitting name, if ever there was one – had a knack for making every kitchen smell heavenly. With the holidays around the corner, she’d been busier than usual.
Calvin, always one to show his appreciation, snuck up behind his long-time lover and slipped his arms around her waist. She responded with a soft purr and a loving smile. The fact that she still smelled like flour, sugar, and cinnamon wasn’t lost on him, either. If anything, it gave him more reasons to kiss down her neck and inhale her sweet scent.
“I used your favorite recipe,” Candy told him, still standing in front of the hot oven, “an extra pinch of vanilla…a little bit of nutmeg…and a double dose of cocoa powder.”
[MF] That Night (daydream, fantasy, romance, bodyworship, oral)
One night we were having a nice conversation at my apartment. We sat on the couch and talked about our goals, hobbies, and silly topics that comes to mind. Topics turned into inside jokes and we giggle and laugh. We were having a wonder evening. The conversation steers towards sexual topics while we talked about what we desire and crave. We share what we look for in a relationship and what gets us off.
We look at eachother; we see our smiles slowly dissipate. Our eyes glance at eachother lips. We lean towards eachother hesitantly going for a kiss. we stopped and pulled back; the idea seemed slightly awkward. We just became friends and barely known eachother.
Realizing its getting late, you decided to leave. I walk you out and little did we know it was pouring outside. We were enjoying eachothers company to notice the rain. We decided it was best for you to sleep over. It felt strange but, having you sleep over was the best idea during moment. You slept on my bed as I slept on the couch. A few hours passes by. The rain sounded aggressive as the rain drops violently clashes against windows. I could barely sleep and the cold didn’t make it any better. I couldn’t stop thinking about our conversations revolving around sex. I try to avoid thinking about it whilst tossing and turning. The sound of the rain was a nice loud distraction. Hours passed and couldn’t get you off my mind. I felt anxious and impatient. Feeling the apartment get colder, I get up to check on you. The rooms were to dark to see. As my eyes adjusted, I grabbed spare blankets. heading towards the bedroom, I struggle to find my way.
little did I know, you plan to do the same. Our heads bump into eachother in the dark. We were startled by eachother presences. We stood in front of eachother awkwardly then shared a laugh. We felt relieved realizing we were looking for eachother in the dark. Our laughs quiet down and we felt the sensation of our warm breaths against eachother lips. Without hesitation, we kissed roughly. Your arms wrapped around my neck while I gently grabbed your waist.
We walked towards the couch as we roughly kissed. You bumped against the side of the couch letting out a soft moan from your mouth. Our bodies pressed against eachother and our tongues explore eachother mouths. The sound of our lips, hugging and smacking, echoed through out the dark apartment. We both sharply inhaled, catching our breaths. Our eyes open finding ourselves staring into eachother. We giggled at the fact we both wanted the same thing. Our foreheads pressed against eachother as we breath heavily. We paused while processing what is happening. Our body heat and breath warmed us from the cold. Filled with lust, our bodies moved on their own and resumed kissing.
I kiss the side of your mouth, reaching down your chin and neck. I hear you breathing heavily as you let out soft moans while exploring your neck. My tongue glides against your skin and caresses your neck. I gently turn you around facing the couch. Your head tilts to the side, leaving room for me to explore.
My hands rests on your warm waist. They explore under your top, towards your stomach. I feel your warmth as my hands moves up and down your stomach. I continue feeling you till I reach the sensation of your bra. Quickly, I reach behind your back to unfastened your bra. I slide it under your top and toss it to the side. I helped you take your top off and resume kissing your shoulders. You reach for my hands and guide them. Retracing its movements from waist, to stomach, and breast. Your breast felt warm and plumb while massaging them. The sensations of your nipples, hardening against my palm, has me more excited.
You reached down the hem of my shirt; you slowly struggle to lift it up. You spunned around and quickly helped me remove it. You toss it aside and began kissing my neck. Your kisses felt like rain drops against my skin. I embraced you as I feel your kisses descending downward. You explored my shoulder and chest. My hand caresses the back of your head. I begin to stroke your hair before closing my eyes. I notice your head moving back up my shoulder and neck. Your wet tongue slides across my skin. Looking down our mouths connects and resume kissing. I guide you around the couch. As I’m gently sitting you down, I find myself leaning towards you as we kiss.
you lie down and find myself on top of you. I work my way down kissing your breast.
I feel your hard nipple while kissing your left one and massaging your right. I look up at you, seeing if you’re enjoying yourself. My tongue wraps around your nipple after I lightly bite and pull. My lips hugs your nipple while my tongue flicks. Hearing your feedback, I work my way down your stomach. I help your pants off, along with your socks. My thumb rubs against the fabric of your panties; I rub the area over your cliterous. I hear you enjoying my touch as I tease you. I help you remove it, sliding it across your legs. I wrap my arms under and around your warm thighs and strap them over my shoulder.
Breathing against your cliterous I feel you slightly quiver. My tongue wraps and presses against it while looking up at you again. My lips begins to hug it. I kiss while caressing it with my wet tongue. I suck and lightly pull using my lips.
I massage your thighs in the processes. My hands move up your stomach and back down. Your hands reaches the back of my head and your fingers run through my hair.
My right fingers lightly pinches, pulls your cliterous while my mouth moves its way down. My tongue caresses around your folds. I can taste how damped while licking and suck on your lips. My tongue teases your entrance before slowly piercing. It explore around like a snake; it reaches deeper. My head moves back and fourth, using my tongue as a rod. As I pull back you push me towards you. I can feel your thighs and legs quiver. Your feet clenches as I resume sucking your cliterous. My index and middle fingers rubs up and down your folds before inserting it in. I arched my two fingers upwards and thrust them back and fourth. My fingers gradually pick up speed while I continue to suck. I feel your walls tighten around my fingers while thrusting back and fourth. Breathing was last thing on my mind as I continue to suck and lick your cliterous.
The sensation of your hands griping my hair felt thrilling. You begin to lose yourself as I pull back to breath. you pull me in closer with all your strength. Your back arches as I hear you moaning and breathing loudly. You can barely speak as you beg me not to stop. Your words stutters. I hear your voice straining as you shout. We stare into eachothers eyes. My erected cock twitches just by hearing and seeing your feedback. Your thighs tightens around my neck as you’re close to orgasming. You heavily breath and moan and then jolt back as you climaxed. I see you closing your eyes and struggle to keep your composure. Your body leans back against the couch.
The grip from your legs and fingers loosens up as you relax. I stand up and find myself sitting next to you. I gently place your head on my lap and my hands softly caresses your face. You feel them moving towards your forehead and stroke your hair. Seeing you in a state of peace makes me smile. My hands rests on your head while my thumb caresses your forehead.
[M]y wi[F]e and I went to a nudist swingers spa, and had fun with two other couples [Group]
**Background**
One day, when my wife and I were still dating and not yet married, we took a long walk and had an in-depth discussion about how we were both kinky freaks. Since then, our sex life has always involved a lot of experimentation. She loves to be dominated, spanked, and fucked hard, but also loves to peg me and be in control. We’ve both gradually realized that we’re not entirely straight, and love talking about her getting topped by a woman with a strap on, or me sucking cock while she watches. We both love being naked, and have sought out naked spas wherever we travel to. It’s great to be married to someone who is as horny and open minded as you are.
My wife is a little above average height, brunette, with amazing large tits and a great ass. She is pretty, gregarious, interesting. I’m 6’2”, a former bean pole getting larger in my 30s, fairly normal 6.5” cock (though people tell me it’s thick). I am a generic, innocuous white guy. Go to a Bon Iver concert, find 1000 of me. I married up, she married me. We’re not fitness models, but we’re not out of shape. Normal people.
Breaking in the office. Including her boss’s desk. [MF]
Jenni was without question the most sexually insatiable woman I’ve ever encountered. Day and night, she was as horny as a 15 year old boy. She loved all aspects of sex. I’ve never met a woman who enjoyed kissing and petting as much as she did. Never experienced anyone who craved giving and getting oral as much as her. And sex, holly shit… I thought all-night or all-weekend sexathons were just figures of speech, or shit people wrote about in crummy porn, but Jenni taught me otherwise. 4-6 times a day, day after day, were not uncommon. She just loved it and could never get enough.
I’ll start off by giving a bit of background. Jenni was my 4th partner and I had been coming off of a major heartbreak. I had been head over heels in love and was sure she was going to be my wife. It had taken me a full year to recover. I wasn’t sure I was ready for love again, but I wanted to at least put myself out there.
Summer of 1988….A Summer of Discovery [Group][MMM]
[Group][MMM] Summer of 1988… A summer of Discovery
This happened the summer of my 16th Birthday, the years was 1988. I grew up in a small town, the kind of town where something happens and the entire town knows about it. Throughout school I was an active runner and had the standard runners body. I was 6 foot tall about 160 pounds a nice solid body from all the miles I would run. Brown hair I kept long like most other head bangers.
The house I grew up in was on at the end of a long street in Suburban part of the state. We had “Privacy” trees that surrounded the entire back of the property, so the neighbors would not have a direct view of the backyard and pool.
Being 16 and having a hard body I had no shortage of girls to hook up with. I was known throughout school for not only my athletic ability, but as the girls found out I had an all over tan. Because of the private backyard and parents that worked all day, I would layout and Suntan nude throughout the summer.
The Wrong Road Taken [Part 2] [MF] [Witchcraft]
You see not only am I lonely but I have a need to have children, lots and lots of children.
So I have selected you to be the father of my offspring.
She informed me. You will be my guest here and serve me.
I was shown a room that was to be my bedroom, it was very nicely appointed and very spacious.
The room was done in an old English Victorian style, with lots of dark wood all of which was hand hewn and beautifully carved.
The bed was a massive four poster, again with the handcrafted details that you only saw in the wealthiest of homes.
When I awoke the next morning I left my room and went out to the kitchen.
Lucretia was there cooking breakfast for the two of us.
“Lucretia, yesterday I saw you do that thing with your fingers and poof there were a couple of apples for us to eat, so why don’t you just whip up breakfast with your magic?”