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The Spartan Woman – Part TWO – (mf) (PIV) (oral) (voyeurism) (exhibitionism) (stranger) (edging) (tease) (coercion) (domination)

My knees softly hit the floor either side of Tommy’s hips, his unsheathed cocked pressed against my seam. I hadn’t even noticed that he’d taken it out of his jeans, so caught up in the feel of his tongue stabbing at my pussy and sucking my clit. My pussy was still pulsing from my orgasm, sensitive to the heat that radiated from him.

“That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” He murmured against my lips when he pulled my face to his, my hands mimicked his and latched onto the back of his neck so that we could angle the others head to devour one another better. “Watching you come apart because of me, tasting you.”

His words had me moaning, I’d never been one for dirty talk but it was different with him. I met every swipe of his tongue with my own, I was aching to take him inside of me, to ride him. I lifted my bum enough to manoeuvre his cock to my entrance. Read more »

First time having sex with a stripper [M]

I went to this club with a female frined. It was my first time visiting this one. I got a drink for me and my friend and we sat down to enjoy the show. All the girls were amazing but there was one that caught my attention.

She was beautiful, dark skinned, locs, phenomenal body, tats and piercings. I told my friend that I’m need to get a lap dance from her. I didn’t intend to spend alot of money that night but she was too sexy to pass up.

I approached her for the dance and she took me to the VIP area. I was nervous at first, but she seemed a little shy herself, so that relaxed me. I paid the fee and she started doing her thing. After just a few mins I was fully erect and kinda embarrassed. When she felt it, she turned around and kept grinding on me while rubbing it. The lighting was not so bright, but I was just able to make out her hazel eyes while she started at me seductively. Read more »

L’art de la séduction [M/F] [DD/BG] [Oral]

She was ready for everything, she was eager. A woman of action. She embraced her sexuality in the best possible way and I got to experience her fully.

I wanted to please her, to give her everything she ever wanted and I was sure I would get the same from her.

Pleasure.

Satisfaction.

Adoration.

– I will make you feel good, daddy – I was overwhelmed with the feeling on her tongue fondling my dick. She was gentle at first, caressed my sensitive skin with the soft muscle, slowly working her way up and down. I was watching her with admiration. How could you look so stunning and filthy in the same time? And it seemed like she was only getting more thirsty.

She moved with her lips to the head of my cock, gave it a few lick and suddenly took my whole length into her mouth. Deep into her throat. I could help myself and let out a hiss, followed with a moan. I tilted my head back, as she backed, drawing her tongue all the way underneath my dick. Read more »

My first time, it was with her.

I was at home with my [F] friend, in my room, my mom was out, it was a rainy day in Buenos Aires. We were talking about school, grades, that kind of things, the time passes and we keep talking. Its 12:10 in the night, she’s staying to sleep and my mom has to go somewhere and comeback tomorrow.

-Its getting late, I’ll make you a mattress with sheets on the ground. Unless you want to sleep in my bed, hehe-

She laughed a little and said:

-That wouldn’t bother me anyways-

while looking at me, i felt something at that moment. We used to send nudes to eachother when we met, but that was a long time ago, we both knew how our naked bodies looked like.
We went to sleep, i wanted to stay up till morning, but i had school tomorrow. Read more »

When i was younger

A few years ago, when i was a 15 year old teen (female) i used to be horny all the time, but i still didn’t knew what to do with it, the adrenaline shots in my body, that put me into babymaker mode, oh, they where beautiful and upsetting at the same time.

I got my 1st boyfriend at that age, he was 16, an atractive semi tall guy, a little shy, just like me. We were the perfect match.
Once, we were watching a movie at my place while my parents were gone for a dinner, i think it was Fast Furious 6. Suddenly i started feeling how the adrenaline started going trough my whole body. I looked at him, he was concentrated on the movie, he liked these kind of movies… then i looked at his pants, that spot, were every teenage girl looks when she knows that its time. He realized

-Hehe, what are you looking at? Read more »

how to destroy a relationship by not knowing you’re in one [mf] [long]

I don’t remember my first kiss. Well, not really. What I do remember is drinking everyone under the table at my friend’s apartment, then continuing to demonstratively drink until my liver said “нет, с меня хватит” as the party wound down thanks to collective drunken collapses. Fuzzily, I recall a small framed girl with long brown hair grabbing my face with both her hands and landing a long, surprisingly coordinated kiss on my lips followed by “fuck, he’s so out of it, isn’t he?” to someone else.

In a similar setup, I was once retrieving a bottle of booze I brought to a party to share it at an impromptu cognac tasting being organized on a deck. To do this, I had to awkwardly slide past a guy making out with the hostess and her friend. As I completed the maneuver and tried to make my way back, the hostess’ friend ensnared me in her arms, turned me around, and her lips collided with mine until she pushed me away into the hostess’ arms so she could do the same. Read more »

Dinner Is Served [mFFFF] [oral] [mild Fdom]

This is fiction, but something I’d love to experience in real life.

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Our Saturday had started as usual. Sheila and I were naked, she was on top and riding my cock. I couldn’t tell who enjoyed it more, but today was my birthday so it was a special moment. We’d been dating for 6 months, and today she had planned a special surprise for me. Being inside of her was always special, this was all I wanted on my birthday.

We first met at CVS, she was looking for cold medicine and was frustrated with all the brands. It just so happened I was also sick, we got to talking and I told her what I recommended. One thing led to another, we exchanged phone numbers and went on a date. I was 22 at the time (23 now as I feel her warm, wet pussy sliding up and down my hard cock), she was 47 and reluctant because of the age difference. But I said what I usually say, “Who cares? As long as we’re happy who cares about what other people think?” She smiled, and invited me for a second date at her apartment. There was no dinner, just dessert. She looked incredible, worked out 5 days a week, had a very fit body and took great care of herself. After the first time we had sex, I was addicted. I was lucky to be with her. Read more »

Wall To Wall [MF] [Oral] [creampie]

“Three months,” mused a restless, but excited Leslie Mayfield, “it’s been three whole months since I felt Rod’s loving touch.”

She’d been repeating that mantra since her plane landed an hour ago. Even though the flight had only been a couple hours, it might as well have been the longest trip of her life. Her time away from home and the man she loved had been strenuous, to say the least. Now, it was almost over and the cab driver couldn’t move fast enough.

Leslie fought the urge to yell at him, but it was already past midnight and Rod’s apartment wasn’t going anywhere. She just watched and waited anxiously, recounting how much distance and time had tested her relationship with her long-time love, Roddy Evans. So far, they’d passed with flying colors.

“Almost home,” Leslie said under her breath. “Just a few more minutes, baby. Wait just a few more minutes for me.”

It still sounded daunting. In many ways, it was. She and Rod were childhood sweethearts, having met in second grade when her family moved to the area. They started off as friends, but she knew she loved him before most girls got over their fear of cooties. Read more »

The Relationship [virgins]

She was convinced it was a lost cause. Stella met Levi in passing, in a college class. It wasn’t reciprocal at first. The voluptuous curves sculpted out of her whisper-soft skin were hidden under a t-shirt three times her size. Levi hid nothing, he never did. He was an athlete and didn’t care whether he appeared that way at first glance or not.

Stella swept the cascade of wheat-field blonde back behind her ears to get a better look at him. He was just under six feet tall and had the strong, broad shoulders of a protector. But his amber eyes, wide as saucers, hung heavy with sadness.

Levi was the kind of man who was defaulted to the friend zone. His personhood never quite aligned naturally with his body. Soul tormenting flesh and vice versa in an interminable feedback loop painfully familiar to all late-blooming adolescents.

Stella was the kind of girl men won’t admit to dreaming about, even though each has at at least one point or another. Usually more than one. Stella was the kind of girl men go for after the girl next door shows her true colors. The kind of girl you get to know over coffee, not in bed. Read more »