Tag: Oral

Molly, Jacob, and Camden 4 [ff][fmf][mf][inc][oral][bdsm]

"I don't know about y'all, but that just blew my mind," Jacob said.

Molly was still enjoying the afterglow sitting next to her brother and her best friend, Camden, on the sectional couch. Camden was sitting across his lap, with her face buried into his neck, nuzzling and making happy sounds.

Her brother had just taken her virginity, then finished inside Camden. From his perspective it probably was the high point of his life. It was hard to believe the three of them had all been virgins the day before.

Molly's mind wouldn't let her rest for long. "Don't leak on the couch. Stain proof Microfiber or not, it was a bitch getting your cum off yesterday before Dad got home."

"Buzz kill," he muttered at her. "I gotta go pee anyway."

Camden held the condom as she slid off next to him. "I'm gonna get a drink. Want anything?"

"I'm fine," he said as he stood. "Damn, my abs are killing me. I never knew sex was this much of a workout."

Molly watched his ass as he walked to their bathroom, smiling as his firm cheeks swayed until he passed into the hallway. Read more »

Molly, Jacob, and Camden 3 [fmf][mf][inc][oral]

The loud happy tune from Camden's phone woke them all with protesting groans. Camden climbed over Jacob to retrieve her phone from the night stand and swiped the screen to answer the call.

Molly listened as Camden confirmed she was fine, that she remembered her promise to help her mother, and that she'd be home in a few minutes. Hiding the disappointment she felt, Molly rolled over to face them both.

"Fuck," Camden said as she sat yawning with her hands straightening her tousled hair. "I wanted to hang out, but I forgot Mom asked me to help her today."

"Want us to come help?" Jacob offered. He rubbed her back with a relaxed familiarity and then yawned in turn.

"No," she sighed. "We're going through some stuff in the attic. There won't be room for more than the two of us up there anyway. It won't take all day, so maybe I can come back this afternoon?" She grinned at the end and reached out to touch them both.

"Good," Jacob said with a relaxed smile. "I'll grill steaks for dinner if you guys want." Read more »

Homecoming [MF] [oral] [inc]

Mike stepped off the bus and took a look around. Not much changes in sleepy southern towns like this. The old diner and attached gas station across from the bus depot still had peeling paint, old men in rockers out front, and the same gaudy neon sign proclaiming, "The Best Southern Fried Chicken in the State." He looked up Main Street and saw the same Civil War memorial with General Robert E. Lee standing proud and tall with one hand on his saber.

"Surprised that thing is still standing," he thought, shouldering his duffel bag and heading away from downtown. "I figured the council would have had it removed by now. Nearly every week there was some new wannabe rattlecan tag or other defacement."

Every block or so he saw someone he recognized but no one seemed to recognize him. That's what happens though when you leave town to join the Air Force and don't come back for six years. He had changed. Riverview never would. Read more »

Molly, Jacob, and Camden 2 [ff][mf][inc][oral]

Molly heard the garage door open and scanned the room one last time. They had dressed and sprayed air freshener, but the musky scent of sex still seemed too obvious for their father to miss.

"It's fine. We're fine," Jacob assured her. "Just relax. God knows I'm relaxed." The satisfied smile on his face made her chuckle.

He had his feet up on the coffee table with Camden's head in his lap. Molly was sitting with Camden's legs across her lap and was tracing her bare feet with trembling fingers. Camden had lovely feet, with perfectly pink nails. Molly had painted those nails a hundred times over the years, but touching them now created a new kind of flutter in her stomach.

Dad came in through the kitchen. "Hey," he muttered, sounding tense and tired. "I got some bad news. I'm gonna have to fly out tonight to fix a screw up in Atlanta. Jacob, I'm gonna need you to run me to the airport and pick me up again on Sunday afternoon."

"Sure thing, Dad." Jacob's eyes were wide as he glanced between Camden and Molly. He whispered, "You'll wait for me?" Read more »

Molly, Jacob, and Camden [fmf][inc][oral][first]

Molly and Jacob sat at their kitchen table for breakfast, each doing homework. The twins may have looked the same, but the outgoing Molly had established her dominating role early on, despite being born second.

"Hey shit head, what did you get for that polynomial factor question?" she asked without looking up from the binder she was scribbling in with a short pencil.

"Bite me, cunt lips," he replied.

"Did you figure it out or get bored half-way through and jerk off?" she looked up with a wicked twinkle in her eye.

"I jacked it to your friend Camden and spelled the answer on the shower wall."

"Just tell me!" Her impatience was showing in her red cheeks so he cracked open his binder to see.

"X squared plus Y squared minus 1," he said and slammed it shut again.

"I knew it."

"Then why'd you ask?"

"To make sure you knew."

He sighed noisily and returned to reading his history text.

"So what did they talk to you about in your health class yesterday?" She stuck the tip of her pencil between her lips. Read more »

Dick and Molly. [mf], [oral], [anal]

The fact that Molly had her mouth wrapped around my cock made me feel extraordinary. It’s been months since I’ve had someone’s pink lips sucking me dry, hitting every corner of her mouth and teeth. Swift movements from her tongue elevated me to heaven, if there was one. Her brown lushful eyes kept connecting with mine every time that she would throb forward. “Am I doing it the way you like it?” she asked in an innocent tone, with my penis at the edge of her mouth. “Try putting it deeper, love.” It was as if my wish was her command, as if she were my genie, as if I were her God.

Thrusting forward and backward with my cock became tiring for her, I could feel the laziness in her mouth but she knew that her job was to make me cum. She knew that if she didn’t perform her duties she would be an embarrassment and a joke of a woman. Occasionally she would tell me that she didn’t like the taste of semen but this time, she didn’t have much of a choice. She was going to swallow my penis, my cum, and she was going to enjoy it. Her hands cupped my balls as she gobbled front and back, her soft, delicate hands filled with lotion and other delicacies. Molly knew exactly how to take a dick, and she was doing it as if it were her profession. Read more »

First time getting Fucked [mm] [Oral [Anal]

Let me tell you about the first time I had sex with a guy.

It was my second year of college and I'd known I was interested for a while before that.

One night I was laying in bed, naked of course, and I was thinking about it. I had been thinking about it all day. I wanted it, bad. It was an itch I needed scratched.

I texted a very good looking gay friend of mine and started to flirt. I had known he'd had a crush on me for a while.

He said he was up late doing work in the library.

I told him I wanted him to come over and fuck me. At first he didn't believe me, but when he realized I was serious…

As you can imagine, I was very convincing.

So I'm laying there up in my hot room, naked, already rock hard under the thin sheet at the thought of what was to come.

Finally, after a what seems a long, long while. I hear a knock on the door. I tell him to come in, and so he does, shutting it behind him. Read more »

A Work Interlude [MF] [oral]

“I want your mouth…” reads the subject line of the email. When you click to open it, you barely register the two words “right here” which complete the sentence. The picture in the body of the email says it all anyway. The neckline of my gray knit dress is pulled down exposing one of my full, rounded breasts. Two of my fingers are clamped on either side of the hard nipple, and I’m biting my lower lip. The corners of my mouth are turned up, and you can see a devilish glint in my chocolate-brown eyes. It’s a slow day at work, and, as I’m the only one in the office, I’ve decided to play.

Checking the time you notice it’s nearly lunch. Perfect. You shoot a quick response, “You look fucking incredible!” Popping your head into your bosses’ office, you let him know that you have to run an errand for lunch which may take a little time. It’s a holiday week, business is slow, and you know there won’t be any objections. When the elevator arrives, you step in and punch nine. As you rise from your floor to mine, you pull out your phone to review the picture again. You smirk while contemplating all the areas of my body your mouth will soon roam. The ding of the elevator arriving causes your cock to twitch in anticipation. Your long strides bring you down the hallway in a matter of moments, and then you’re opening the door to my suite. The automatic doorbell chimes, and you hear me call from my back corner office, “Be right with you!” Read more »

In front of my mother’s sleeping neighbor [mF] [oral][holdthemoan]

I originally posted part of this to the holdthemoan subreddit, and then learned of this sub, and decided to share.

When I was 16 my mother lived across the hall from a couple of gals that were roommates. One was in her 60s (Bonnie), the other in her early 30s. I go over there one day to get something, and find the younger one is putting up stringers and stuff for Bonnie's birthday, while Bonnie is knocked out drunk on the couch. She asks me for help with decorating, since it needs to be finished before Bonnie wakes back up.

These thoughts of the occasions when she's been flirtatious with me flash through my head. I was mostly sure that I could get her; if I could ever get her alone. But that was impossible, since my mother was smart enough to not let me be there alone with her, and Bonnie hardly ever left the apartment regardless. There I was, in a situation where we were finally "alone" enough to get away with stuff, but not so alone that my mother would come busting shit up. It was the perfect scenario. The best of both worlds. Read more »

Temptation of a Social Worker (Thx for Reading! Just expressing my [F]antasy)

The Meticulous Social Worker who gets the Perfectionist Fucked out of her.

Elizabeth gave the mirror a last glance before she headed off for work. A social worker should always have a professional demeanor and appearance. Elizabeth being the perfectionist that she is she would not let a single strand of hair be unkempt in her pony tail. Standing before the mirror was a third generation Japanese-American Sansei woman. She is proud of her heritage however her only regret was not learning Japanese from her grandmother. Elizabeth brushed off a small bit of lint off her grey pant suit before grabbing her keys and purse and briskly walked out the door.

"Hi, Matthew! Good Morning!" Elizabeth chirped as she walked to her car.

Her neighbor Matthew was out watering the lawn as usual. His most favorite part of the day was catching a glimpse of Elizabeth as she walks to her car accompanied by the sounds of her high heels clicking on the pavement each morning. Matthew couldn't help but just stare as the 5'2 petite Asian girl got into her car. The pant suit was tight on her ass and her collared shirt was disappointingly buttoned just before her cleavage line. Read more »