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Kerina’s College Humiliation, Ch.8: The Sound of Silence [fM][oral]

Kerina arrived back at her dorm room, it was about 3pm. Pat accompanied her there, holding the large bunch of master keys in his fat hand. He was the picture of politeness, but he was in no rush and was enjoying watching this pretty little thing walking in obvious discomfort across the University grounds to her dorm room, dishevelled and dressed only in a blanket.

Arriving at her room, Pat pushed the key in and turned the lock, pushing the door open. Kerina was relieved that Lisa still hadn't returned home and she padded bare foot into the room.

"Uh thank you for…uh for letting me in," Kerina said embarrassed, desperately wanting to get dressed.

"No worries little lady." Pat said smiling, though it seemed the smile didn't touch his eyes. "oh one thing though"

"What is that?" Kerina asked standing there looking foolish in her room like this.

"Well the thing is Kerina, this report I write is gonna have to go ta the principal. You could be in a lot of trouble."

"B-but I explained, it wasn't my fault!" Read more »

The Phone Call [mf][oral]

She knew instantly what was coming the moment the phone rang. This was his favorite game. And right on cue, she saw his head peek from under the covers like a shark’s fin.

“Hey mom,” she said. She placed her hand over the microphone mouthing “No,” over enunciating in her silence. But that only made his smile grow larger. He slid from under the comforter and moved to the foot of the bed.

“Not much. I think we’re going to grab lunch then do some shopping. I need a dress for next weekend.”

The covers began to creep down her breasts, glided over her stomach, and were jerked off of her legs. She made a half-hearted attempt to grab at least a sheet. She missed, of course. She didn’t want to ruin the game. Her toes pointed, she slid her left knee on top of her right, and wrapped her arms around herself. Again she over-enunciated a silent “No!”

“I don’t know. We’ll probably walk around the mall for a bit. What about you?” she asked, hoping her mother would launch into her typical details-laden monologue about the trivia of the day ahead. She knew she soon wouldn’t be able to manage much more than monosyllabic responses. Read more »

John and Tawny [MF]

Author's Note: This is an excerpted sex scene from a novel I'm working on, so the details of the characters' descriptions aren't mentioned much in this passage, in particular the guy's appearance.

For your imagination: John is 23 years old, average height, and lean and lanky. He's got short brown hair, and brown eyes, and usually wears glasses. He's average looking actually. Tawny is 22, is very skinny (maybe too skinny) and has small-ish B-cup breasts. She's got freckles, dark red hair, and green eyes. She's totally out of John's league but through the magic of "twoo wuv," they've gotten married.

Feedback is much appreciated.

John tipped the limousine driver, and watched him drive off. He was knocked nearly off his feet when Tawny jumped onto his back.

“Carry me across the threshold!” Tawny cried playfully, wrapping her arms around his neck.

John laughed, snaking his hands underneath her legs to insure she didn’t slide off, thankful Tawny chose a simple wedding dress with a knee-length skirt. “This isn’t exactly the way I pictured doing it…”

“I’m not letting you knock my head against the door frame again,” Tawny said with a laugh. Read more »

Writing out my [F]antasies is hot. Sharing them is fun. This is hot and fun. Hot fun. [MF]

To: –

Subject: Hi

I have something I want to discuss with you, but it is of a personal nature and not work-related. So I would like to keep it out of work email. Would you mind giving me your cell number so I can text it to you? Also, the content may be a bit distracting, so would you prefer that I wait until after work hours before sending it to you?

Subject: Re: Hi

Of course. It’s 555-0131. Please send it now. You have me too curious to wait.

To: –

I have heard that you live with a roommate and so I am assuming you are not married. But are you seeing anyone?

Re:

No, I’m not seeing anyone. That’s what you wanted to ask me?

To: –

Yes. I have a proposition. Before saying it, though, I want to be clear that you are very welcome to say no. No hurt feelings, no complicated awkwardness, promise. Ok?

Re:

Ok. Got to say, I’m very intrigued.

To: – Read more »

Laura and I Pt.1 [mF] [oral] [cum]

I arrived at her house around 8:30am to repair the sliding glass door. I walked up the steps, rang the doorbell and waited. I heard a noise in the house followed by "It's open!" I open the door and take a step inside and wipe my boots on the welcome mat. Laura comes in the room to greet me. She has shoulder length auburn hair that is lightly curled, she is wearing a light colored sundress that gracefully covers a short yet athletic build. As I take in the sight in front of me I have to remind myself not to stare and that I am here to do a job and not ogle the client. She approaches me and introduces herself. I reply "It's a pleasure to meet you my name is Drew." After we exchange some pleasantries she shows me into the kitchen where the sliding door in question is located and leaves me to my work. Read more »

Making Porn With My MILF [Str8, mF, mast, anal, oral, voy]

Almost every day when I get home from school, I go upstairs into my room, put some music on and start doing my homework. Unless I’m hanging out with Jon, or recently, hooking up with one of the neighborhood’s sexy middle-aged women, I just put on one of my favorite albums and get work done. One day a few weeks ago, I was hoping that Janet or Emily or one of the women that I had been fucking over the last few months would send me a text while I was at school that they were around for me to come over when I got out of class. I was just really horny that day, more so than usual. Sitting in Mrs. Robinson’s class, I couldn’t stop thinking about how I had bent her over her desk in that very class room. She didn’t seem to be thinking about the same thing though. Read more »

Surrender [oral] [anal] [dom] [m/f]

His hands explored her like so many busy bees on a honeycomb. His fingers brushed lightly against her sides, tickling her with soft caresses. Emma felt the goose prickles rise on her skin; his touch was warm against the cool night air that blew in from the window slit. Don't let him do this. her mind screamed. You just met him. But she could not listen to her mind. Her body wanted him and she had to obey.

He had a body straight out of a magazine. Six-pack abs and thick arms rippling with muscle. A head of dark hair and a clean-shaven face. Blue eyes that twinkled like stars in the night sky. His breath tickled her neck, soft and warm against her skin. He had her pressed against the wall, arms pinned above her head and she was helpless to stop him. She didn't want to.

He kissed her, lips like lightning that sent a jolt down her spine. Their tongues wrestled slippery and rough and hers yielded to his. Sweat and cologne wafted into her flared nostrils, the raw, real scent of him. It was too strong a cocktail for her; her head swam from the smell of it. Read more »

Kristie and Arthur, Pt 2 [mf/oral]

Author's Note: This is an excerpted sex scene from a novel I'm working on, so the details of the characters' descriptions aren't mentioned much in this passage.

For your imagination: Kristie is 23 years old, has long blonde hair and hazel eyes. She is average height, has a trim and fit hourglass figure, with long legs, and DD/E-cup breasts. Arthur is 26 years old, has short red hair and blue eyes. He's a bit on the short side, but keeps himself in good lean shape.

Feedback is much appreciated.

“We got the rest of the night to ourselves,” Kristie said as she and Arthur walked out the pub’s door.

“Are you sure it’s okay with Hailey and Glenda?” Arthur asked, watching Glenda lock up the pub.

“Relax. Glenda offered,” Kristie said. “She gave us her blessing.”

“Blessing?” Arthur said incredulously. “She’s gone out of her way to keep us apart for the last three days.”

“It was just a test to see if we can still work together; and we passed.”

Arthur smirked and took a deep breath through his nose. “Nearly failed half a dozen times. I can’t keep my eyes and my mind off you.” Read more »

Kristie and Arthur, Pt 1 [mf/oral]

Author's Note: This is an excerpted sex scene from a novel I'm working on, so the details of the characters' descriptions aren't mentioned much in this passage.

For your imagination: Kristie is 23 years old, has long blonde hair and hazel eyes. She is average height, has a trim and fit hourglass figure, with long legs, and DD/E-cup breasts. Arthur is 26 years old, has short red hair and blue eyes. He's a bit on the short side, but keeps himself in good lean shape.

Feedback is much appreciated.

Arthur was more nervous than ever. With Hailey gone, he was now alone with Kristie, in a dark room, on a couch.

During the movie, Kristie had progressively made herself more comfortable, going so far as to rest her head on his lap. She had asked him if it was okay, and he had of course said yes, but all the Red Stag and beer he had drank was doing nothing to calm his nerves. He had been sporting a semi since the second she had first laid her head on his lap. Read more »