[Fm] [m-mast] [voy] [oral] [str8] The swimming pool (Part 2)

*This is the second (and maybe last) part of Luke and Jane’s sexual adventure*

Luke went to the pool every day, without fail at the same time. She wasn’t there. Not the first day. Not the second. Not for a week. He spent his days longing to see her again, masturbating to the fantasy of her, and in fear that she would somehow reach to his family and humiliate him.

She avoided the pool. She was afraid of running into him again. Of falling pray to the temptation. The shower head was her loving companion every night, as her husband lay in bed, sleeping, ignoring her beauty, leaving her unfulfilled. He had fallen pray to habit, to comfort, and forgot to want his own wife, to lust after her. And she was left to her own devices, pleasuring herself, quietly moaning over the sound of the shower, fantasizing about the young boy that had cum for her in the swimming pool, with no restraint, nothing but his primal carnal lust for her.

Netflix and Chill [mf][oral]

She cuddled into him, as they sat on their couch. His draped his arm over her, welcoming her to his side. She was dressed only in a night shirt and a sexy pair of panties. She laid her head into his chest, staying quiet not wanting to distract him from the movie he was watching, yet eager to be the center of his attention. His arm wrapped around her, with eyes still fixed to the television. Absentmindedly, his hand cupped her breast and began kneading it roughly through her shirt. She could feel herself getting wetter with anticipation, as hand began to kneaded her breast as his index finger and and thumb pinched and twisted her nipple. His teasing was hard and painful, but most pleasing.

 

His attentions forced her to moan. Unable to sit still any longer, began rocking her hip into his, needing the friction against her heat. Knowingly, he lowered his lhand and pulled her into him by her ass and squeezed her hips until he, freezing her ablitity to rock. Whimpering to be played with, she began to kissing his ear lobe and stroking his bulging cock through his pants.

 

Long Flight Home-Dinner & Dessert (part 4 of the Carmen Adventures)

*Tap, tap* “Monsieur, Mademoiselle, shall I bring your dinner in?”

Carmen was asleep. With each breath her belly pressed into mine. The door opened and Henri wheeled in the cart with the food and six open bottles of wine: three each of red and white. “You choose the wine please,” I said. He nodded as he finished setting the table.

“I will have something for you to clean after dinner, Henri,” I said as he was leaving.

“Very good, Monsieur. I will see to it,” he said, winking as he left.

I brushed my fingers down Carmen’s cheek. She stirred and inhaled deeply and said, “Food’s here?”

“Henri just brought it. You hungry?” I said as I undid the seat belt at her back.

“Famished.” She kissed me then eased herself off my lap. She let the pajama top fall to the floor, raised her arms above her head, stretching all the way up to her tiptoes. She slowly turned and walked into the bathroom. Before she closed the door she leaned back for a look at me. She saw the wet place at my crotch and said, “Hmm. Nice takeoff. Heh, heh, heh.”

Bath fun and oral with me [F] and my boyfriend [M] TESSA UPDATE TO: getting eaten out for the first time ??

Hi everyone!!! Hope you all are doing well :) your girl is back with another story haha, I hope you guys like it!!

Also hi, if you’re new here!! My names Tessa and I write stories about me and my boyfriend Ashton :) they’re all real and not always super amazing, but people seem to love them so here they are!!

Our descriptions:

Me (Tessa): 20, golden brown/blonde hair, blue/grey eyes, 5’5, tan-ish skin
Him (Ashton): 23, 6,6, dark brown hair, green eyes, deep deep voice, some tattoos, muscular

I’m a virgin and he’s the opposite (very experienced, like very very). If you want to read more about what we’ve done, I’ve written about him going down on me, us touching ourselves together, me giving him a blowjob for the first time, giving each other oral in the shower and him using a vibrator on me.

Role Reversal [MF] [prost]

“You looking for a good time, hot stuff? Because I’m all about good times…for a price!”

Gloria “Glory” Pyre chuckled to herself, but tried to take the kinky sight before her seriously. That wasn’t easy because her husband, Brett Pyre, didn’t usually wear a black leather jacket, skin-tight pants, undersized shirts, and enough of hair-care products to open his own salon. He hadn’t worn something that elaborate since their wedding day and even then, he didn’t go so overboard with the aftershave.

She still humored him, though. Pretending to be shy and reserved, she opened the door to the hotel room they’d rented and welcomed him.

“Thank you for coming, Mr. Steadman,” she said.

“That’s Studman, ma’am,” he said boldly.

“Right…Mr. Studman,” Glory said, still trying not to laugh. “Please…won’t you come in?”

“That depends. Are you the same Glory who reserved a full hour of my valuable time?”

“Yes, I am,” she said, “and if it’s all the same to you, I’d like to not waste a second of it.”

Explicitly Exquisite

You walk into the room, and it’s like I popped a shroom:
Tripping off the sight of whom I’ll be inside of soon–

Always losing inhibitions when I see such kinky beauty
In your stockings, tank top, mini skirt, with eyes that wanna screw me,

White lace beneath your shirt, matching garters through the skirt,
Now bite your lower lip, it’s so seductive—almost hurts:

You move so cool and smoothly, slender hips sway with a groovy
Side to side, I cannot hide all the excitement shooting through me

Through your teeth and thirsty lips, you lightly bite with every kiss,
Then wet my neck and press against me, gently rubbing on the tip

Until our tongues have intertwined and we overtly start to grind,
Tearing off your shirt, I drop the skirt and press your chest to mine

Building a pressure in my nethers—only you can make it better—
But this tension doesn’t lessen when my hardness gets you wetter

So I start the squeeze the cheeks behind your softly bobbing hips,
And gauge your breath with each caress to find the spots that make you drip:

Hooking up with Daddy [MF] [OC] [True Story] [DD/lg]

You can find more stories about my sexploits on /r/verifiedverity!

I’m a frequent flyer at /r/randomactsofblowjob and figured I’d want to try /r/randomactsofmuffdive. I posted and arranged things with Daddy. Within 5 hours of posting my ad, I had plans to meet with him the next morning.

About us:

I’m 24, curvy, brown hair, blue eyes, piercings in my nipples and lip.

Daddy was in his 40s, standard body, perfect sized cock <3

Our encounter:

Daddy picked me up in his car from my job and drove me to his house. I’m usually super shy and awkward with small talk, but he was super chill and easy to talk to. We get to the house and within about a minute were making out on the couch. He stripped my sweater, shirt, and bra off in short time, and licked and suckled my nipple piercings.

First time posting here give me feedback, Lustful sex. [MF] [Fictional] [Oral Sex] [Male Perspective]

I wanna walk in have you pinned against the wall kissing and bitting your neck moving down to your nipples and then your pussy. Feeling you run your fingers through my hair as you feel my primal lust for you.

Moving you to the bed and teasing your thighs working my way back to your pussy licking your soft lips teasing them before pushing my tongue between them to find your clit. Feeling your thighs clench around me when I do. Locking my lips around it sucking and pinning it down with my teeth. Hearing you moan loudly. I pull back just a bit when I feel you are getting close and give you long deep licks from your clit down to your ass and back up over and over hearing you beg me to make you cum only makes me tease further.

SHOWTIME…

We walked into the sex shop about 9:30 that night. The place was surprisingly empty, only a few people were in the booths, even less wandering around the lobby area. I walked up to the register and gave the man a $10 bill, he handed me a roll of quarters, and I walked back to you. Looking into your eyes I broke open the roll, we both knew what was coming. I placed about half of the quarters into your hand and off you went into the back where the video booths stood. I stayed in the lobby for a few moments before heading back myself. I had watched as you picked your booth and went inside. I made sure no one was looking and I stepped into the booth with you.

Bar in the Sky [exhibitionism, MF]

I sit on the back of the couch, leaning against the wall. Four people are crammed into the seats, three gorgeous women and one of my buddies. From my perch on the back of the couch, I’m lord of all I survey. It’s good to be the king, and tonight, I am the king.

It’s the third night of our trip, and I’ve gotten us access to a special birthday party in the dance club on the top floor of the casino. Dave’s night of debauchery at the five-star strip club on our first night in Vegas was up to his usual high standards. Joey’s casino night was fun, I made a little money at the craps table. Neil’s plans for tomorrow are still under wraps. I want to make Saturday memorable.

The birthday party is for a reality TV star. A very notable, famous one. It’s not a Kardashian, don’t worry. It is a big deal, though, cameras for the show will be filming, and it seems like everybody under age 30 wants to be there. Back home, before we left, I told the boys to pack clothes suitable for a club. They laughed, we are not a group that went to dance clubs at 25, they don’t want to start now. I ask them to trust me, and they do.