Fucking the Fish Girl [MFM] NSFW

I know the title is intriguing it means nothing about her smell?. My cousin and I were working in a night club as bouncers. It was an 18 and over club which afforded a couple of evil fun seekers a multitude of opportunities for meaningless sexual experiences. This is one of them.

One night when business was really slow we were hanging out with the manager, 2 other bouncers, and the bartender.

Well the club had a large fish tank and there was a “pretty for the town we lived in” girl that maintained it. She had decent curves. Would be called thicc today.

To be honest we never even knew her name. The manager did but we all called her honey or some other term of endearment.

Tonight like I said it was slow and when she was done I offered her a drink which she accepted. My cousin and I sat with her and started flirting with her. She ate it up.

The manager was such a voyeur. He was middle aged and quite married. But he loved to watch us work. He motioned me over and told me we could have the night off.

NEW POST Office Politics/Blackmail – Chapter 32

Chap.31- [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/bcfs1l/new_post_office_politicsblackmail_chapter_31/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/bcfs1l/new_post_office_politicsblackmail_chapter_31/)

Jono selected for his girl a nice dress she had brought over, it was white with a small floral pattern on it, with some simple spaghetti straps going from above the bust to over the shoulder. Slightly too daring for the office without a shirt of the like, it was fine for a Saturday. Jono had NO taste in accessories (he was after all, a Man), but she had something for that too. Jono checked himself in the mirror. The first tinges of gray in the hair and goatee made his girl look like his daughter, but he didn’t care.

As they walked to the car, she opened the door for Him. Jono smiled, and she even insisted on buckling Him in, which he appeared to like. She looked at the towel he was carrying, but Jono just shook his head, so she didn’t worry about it, she would know when time to. Sunroof back and sunglasses on, they started went for a drive, and she noticed the gate guard, amongst other men, giving her & her Man looks, and she liked it.

“Sir, I need to know,” Sherry asked Him, “Do I now call you Master?”

Sabina the Not-Yet Twenty Witch: Part 6 [FFM][FM][ENF][Oral][Exh][MC][Magic]

**Sabina the Not-Yet Twenty Witch: Part 6 [FFM][FM][ENF][Oral][Exh][MC][Magic]**

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**Chapter 14: Waking Up Is Hard to Do**

Hours later, she didn’t really know how long, though it was dark outside—and in the theater—Sabina woke up, groggy, dry-mouthed, and still naked on the mat. She felt weak, weaker than ever before, and she sat up. The come was dried on her body, her hair, even her bush, matted, and she felt cold, which in itself was unusual. Her first thought was that somehow Felicia had stolen her powers, controlled her somehow to make her willingly have sex, but she would have felt that, if not magically, at least between her legs. No one had fucked her, at least not physically. She slid a hand between her legs and felt a twinge of pain at her inner thigh. Looking down, she saw fang marks and a little smear of blood, long since dry.

A Hotwife is Born [NSFW][MF][MFM][ORAL][LONG]

**A Hotwife is Born**

A story by UK_Hotwife_and_Hubby (UKHotwifeAndHubby@gmail.com)

We met him in a bar close to the hotel. Carol and I had been having a few drinks and were getting a bit touchy feely. I noticed a man watching us, well, watching Carol. He appeared to be alone. Carol and I kissed a long passionate kiss and my hands were exploring her body.

“We’re being watched.” I whispered in her ear as I gently squeezed her tit. She looked at him and he quickly looked away, maybe embarrassed by being caught. She turned back to me, sexy smile on her face and kissed me again.

“Is he watching again?” she asked a minute later.

“Yes.” I replied. She kissed me harder than before. She was getting turned on with the thought of being watched. It was turning me on, we’d never done anything like this before. We were both quite drunk; our inhibitions gone.

“How about I get an anniversary present?” I asked.

“Yeah, you can have a blowjob back in the hotel. Not just yet though, I’m having fun.” Then continued to kiss me.

[MF] Never let a brat tell you no [kink][rough]

We nearly met four months ago.

I was in her city for a couple nights, with a nice hotel room and some free time. I was browsing profiles on a kink community, and noticed her lips – give me a nice pair of dick-sucking lips and I’ll make an effort.

Only the problem was she noted she didn’t want to play with married men. I’m guessing it was a recent bad experience. As it was, I’d been having my share of bad experiences in her city – it’s in a region where the male-to-female ratio is a little out of whack. So I sent her a message complimenting her lips and noting that we probably wouldn’t work out, because hey, married, and not changing that any time soon.

My profile makes it very clear what my wife’s rules for me are in dating. It also makes it clear that I shoot foot-long ropes of cum. She zeroed in on those pics, and we started flirting.

By the end of the day, I was in a bar and she was driving to me. She got a call – a family emergency. I’ll take her at her word here.

[MF] [rapey] [preg] The 12th baby

11 children have been born in Antarctica. This was the most amusing and yet useless piece of trivia the mission leader handed out before letting us on the ship to the base camp. “Bring your condoms. Don’t be a statistic” he told us.

I had no such problem. I was a virgin. I had kissed. I had dated. I had touched dick and my lady bits had received oral love. But, never a man’s dick had found its way inside of me. I remained as pure as the day of my birth. And I definitely had no plan to change that in the coldest place on Earth.

It was no particular religious or moral reason. The timing had never felt right. And, now, in my mid twenties, I was one of the youngest scientists ever to set foot at the South Pole. I would spend the next year there, busy in a research on how plants cope with extreme thermal variations. Global warming, or climate change as the cool kids say these days, would mean more and more extremes. We wanted to be ready.

Helping Mom’s friends Part 2 [MF] [Teasing, Oral]

Celeste wasted no time; her hands were ripping at my jeans so that she could feel my erection. I let out a hard gasp as soon as she wrapped her red nailed fingers around the base of my throbbing cock. It had been so long since I had been physical with another female and I was trying hard to fight off the urge to grab Celeste by the back of her head and thrust my eager meat all the way down her hungry throat. 

 

I took a deep breath and decided to just let her have her fun with me instead. She kissed me again before spitting in her hand and then rubbing it up and down my hard cock. “Fuck I bet your cum tastes so good.” She kissed me again, her hand going faster and faster while she devoured my lips. “Do you want to cum down my throat?” 

 

She was like a fucking animal and I was her prey. It was all so intense and primal. “Yes.” I growled out, causing her to moan against my lips. She slowed down her pace, her grip loosenig. “Oh I don’t believe you.” God she knew how to push my buttons.  I felt angry and hard and I just wanted to rip her hand off my aching cock and fuck her hard. Make her scream and cum until I couldn’t fuck anymore. 

Helping Mom’s friends Part 1[MF] [Teasing] [Oral]

What’s the best part of moving? Being done with it.I just recently moved into my own apartment and holy hell was I dumb for doing this so close to the end of the semester. Like really dumb. Studying for tests, packing, unpacking, realizing that you don’t need half the stuff you brought with you and then realizing that you left the important stuff back at your old place.

So I am here thinking that I am finished with all my unpacking and I realized that I left my bookbag back at my parents house. No big deal. I was tired from all the moving of furniture and the one hundred trips back and forth, but hey what’s one more trip? I wanted this to be over and done so I could just relax and enjoy my new place. I swung back over to my parent’s house and opened the door to find my mom standing there holding my bag in her hand, smiling. 

“I figured you would be back.” She said with that motherly smile, the one that says that she knows you like the back of her hand. Which she did. I mean you don’t live with someone for 23 years of your life and not have that kind of relationship. 

Not a Second Wasted [MF, oral, sensual]

I knew a comfortable existence in the bounds of my relationship until, like a surge of rushing water, it was all swept away. I had tolerated the drizzle of negligent behavior for eight years, looking forward to the days were his disposition was sunny. Not to say mine hadn’t been glum that last year or two. I should have done the right thing and left.

Barely a fledgling out of my parents house, I meant Ronni my second semester of college. There was instant compatibility, the kind forged doing something you hate. Catharsis, I think it is called. The two of us shoveling out our cars after they had been covered by mountains of snow.

He saw me at my worst, cursing, flushed red skin, smudge mascara and a runny nose. I had my pajama bottoms shoved into a pair of tube socks from my years prior playing softball. Ronni had come to my defense, flipping the snow off as it continued to flutter down from thick grey skies. I went on to learn that when he got frustrated driving that it helped if I would join in his persistent cursing of the driver in front of him.

[MF][oral] A little couch fun

There are times when I’m bored and I just want to nut. I’m not horny, but it’s just something to do. If I’m with my wife, I’ll ask if she wants to have sex, if it’s a “no”, then I’ll ask for a handjob or BJ, if that’s a “no”, then I’ll jerk off.

I asked my wife a few weeks ago if she ever had the same feeling. She said she never really though about it, and I said if she ever just wanted me to finger her or go down on her, then I would be fine with that.

Last night while on the couch, we were relaxing and having a glass of wine. Some movie was playing, but I was absentmindedly playing on my phone and she was reading a book on her tablet.

“Hey, were you serious about just going down on me if I wanted?”

“Yeah, totally. Only seems fair.”

“Well, uh. I guess I think I would like that right now.”

I dropped to my knees on the floor as she re-positioned herself. She lifted her hips to help me pull off her sweatpants and panties, I smiled at her and dove in.