[MF], Oral, Submissive, Cheat: A Quick Stop in Baton Rouge

He sat across the table from her in the diner. Two cups of coffee steamed between them, un-touched. She looked down at the table and licked her lips.

“It’s . . . good to see you again,” she said.

“You too,” he replied.

May was overweight. Fat, in fact, she’d put on fifty pounds since he’d last seen her. But her hair was long, and rich and healthy, tumbling about in auburn waves. Her eyes were still a glacial blue. She glanced up at him and brushed her thick hair back over her shoulder. She licked her lips again. Reaching down, she pulled the heavy knit sweater down over her mom jeans and swallowed.

“Thanks. It’s been a long time.”

“So,” she said, licking her lips. “You still married?”

“Yep,” he grinned, “25 years this year, with a five-year engagement at the beginning, we’ve been together 30 years.”

He reached across the table and took her hand in his. She sighed.

“Happy?”

“Mostly. Nothing’s perfect. I understand you’re married, too.”

She swallowed. “Eight years. We, um, we have one daughter.”

He raised an eyebrow.

Jenni Can’t Resist Her Fiancee’s Big Brother [mf, cheating, oral, relatively short]

Reaching around behind her, Jenni made sure both of the doors locks were firmly twisted in place and took a step towards the man awaiting her. She felt a breath she had never remembered taking seep out of her chest and a bite come over her lip.

“I've been thinking about you all day.” The words tumbled out of her, and she found herself smiling. Nothing grandiose, just an upturn in her lips, a little something to show off her pearly whites. She knew he liked that.

How good he looked, bathed in the days light streaming through the windows. He was sitting on the couch, a very different smile forming on his lips as his eyes trailed up and down her body. He was not nearly as dressed up, favoring jeans and plain red tee shirt. She didn't mind – with a body like that he could have been walking around in a onesie and her jaw would hit the floor. Her panties too.

He stood now, and his big hands fell down to his crotch. There was something stirring in there, she was sure of it.

The Senior [m/F, teacher/student, high school, size fetish, rough, exhibitionism, oral] I’m the literary author who is (losing) her bet to win $100 by writing erotica. A few people asked for something like this, so here you go.

The Senior [m/F, teacher/student, high school, size fetish, rough, exhibitionism, oral] I’m the literary author who is (losing) her bet to win $100 by writing erotica. A few people asked for something like this, so here you go.

My first post, with my first story.


The Senior


The bathroom on the far side of the gym was dark. Little-used. Pipes drooled on cracked tile and the irregular porcelain mouth of an ancient sink boiled with brown water. I looked at my reflection in a jagged splinter of mirror, resolving a general impression of rain-flattened red hair and big green eyes.

I made a face at myself. Pulled a brush out of my purse.

“Get on your knees.”

I stopped. Turned. I was usually alone in the back of the school, especially during homeroom. It wasn’t unusual for teachers to drift here in search of a cigarette and a moment alone, but I normally had the beginning of the day to myself.

None of the other teachers could get away in the morning.

I loved teaching art.

“Give me your hand.”

Have to pay your debts [MF, Oral, Drugs, Mdom, Fsub]

Been looking forward to this for a while. Its been a long while. No work shift. No husband. No kids. They planned a day with the grandparents at Nine Flags. Letting you have the house for the day. Ahhhh …

Sitting on the patio overlooking the beach. Dressed in your bikini, with a glass of wine in one hand, your second glass already, and a book in the other. I can never seem to get into this book. Something always comes up. Not today though. No disturbances here.

Putting the book down, you grab your music player. Queen's "The Game". Turning it up a little, you slide back into the chair as the first song, Play the Game begins. Taking a 'sip' of your wine, you rest the drink on the arm of your lounge chair and let your mind wander. You start to feel a little tingle over your body. The wine is doing its job. Doesn't hurt that you don't drink that often.

Seven Days of Pleasure, Chapter 17 [teen, m/f, M/f, m mast]

Back again with the next chapter. Links to previous chapters are in the comments, if you're interested.

This story is purely fiction.


Chapter 17

Day 7 (Port Day), afternoon (teen, m/f, M/f, m mast)

"Shhh! Someone will hear us!" Adam shushed Rachel as they hid in the closet.

"Sorry, I can't help it, I've been horny all day and you're making me moan with that huge cock of yours," Rachel repled, reaching down and giving Adam's naked hard-on a squeeze. "I just can't get enough of this thing."

They were currently naked in a housekeeping closet. Earlier, they had bumped into each other at the pool that afternoon, and as usual, teenage hormones took over…


The two teens were lounging in the pool in a private little corner. Under the water, things had gotten a little heated, mainly because Rachel had slipped her hand into Adam's swim trunks and currently had wrapped it around his hard cock. In return, Adam's hands were conveniently located on Rachel's tits, where he was playing with her nipples, which he knew drove her wild. Her face was flushed with lust, when…

"ADAM!" his mother all but shouted. "Can you hear me?"

Boyfriend asked what I would do if we got a hotel room. Gave him this response and he said to put it here. It was quickly written so I apologize about that. Enjoy! [MF][oral]

You wouldn't have much time to really see the hotel room because as soon as the door shut I would be tearing your clothes off of you because nothing gets me wetter than basking in your naked body and knowing its mine. After you're naked and I've had my fill i would get undressed and your dick would be hard and pulsing the first time i touched it. And I love your dick. I love it so much. I'd want it to touch me all over my body and deep into my mouth and throat regardless of whether or not I gag.

Licking it and sucking it and just taking it into me over and over again until i start drooling all over myself. I just want it so much. I want it hard. I want it throbbing. I want it inside me. I want you thrusting into me until you're bursting with pleasure and you cover me with it.

now that I'm good and dirty I fall back onto the bed and then you fall on top of me. I don't make out with you right away because I want to enjoy looking at your body again. Looking at you when you're on top of me is always the best. Your tight chest makes a nice V when you hold yourself up and your hips make another V as you straddle me.

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Cuckolds and Hotwives (Erotic ebook Anthology) (M/F, Cuckold, Oral)

This is the first of several stories in the anthology.

You can find the rest at

Smashwords – https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/488666 or Amazon – http://www.amazon.com/Cuckolds-Hotwives-Husbands-watching-insatiable-ebook/dp/B00P37QLDU/

AN ISSUE OF ENDURANCE

I was between her legs, licking furiously. I plunged a finger into her again and again as my tongue flicked back and forth over her clit.

She arched her back and came hard. I kept it up until her orgasm slowly faded.

“Get up here and fuck me,” she said.

Panting, I climbed on top of her.

“Mmm,” she moaned as I slid into her wet pussy, “Oh yeah baby.”

Slowly, carefully, I slid in and out of her.

“That’s right baby, take your time.”

I went slow. But within a minute I couldn’t hold back any longer, and I groaned and lost it.

“Sorry,” I said as I rolled off of her.

“It’s okay baby.”

Amanda and I had been engaged for eight months, and that was close to a record. I had pretty much made my peace with the fact that I was a ‘two-pump-chump’. I could live with that. I was a great guy in every other way. I just tried to focus on the other ways I could bring her pleasure.

A shade of red. [F/m] [blood] [oral]

It happened one night when you were out partying with your friends. A bit of liquid courage was all you needed to approach a woman who caught your eye. Must have been almost ten years older then you but oh so beautiful.

 

She was reserved in speaking with you, possibly due to your young age, but eventually agreed to go home with you. What she wasn't quite prepared for was the sneaking around once you got there.

 

You got back to your room and latched the door, thanking god no one heard you.

 

You move towards the woman you brought back, grabbing her by the waist and lean in for a kiss.

 

She kisses you fist gently, then more aggressively. With force she pushes you against the wall with an audible 'thud’ and starts undoing your belt. You put your finger to your lips, too much noise and your parents might hear you… she glares at the gesture.

 

You feel somewhat shocked by her pace but let her take charge as she rips your belt off of you and starts undoing your pants. You run your hands over her toned body and started to unbutton her blouse – you didn’t get far before she pushed your hands away.

A MILF, a Teacher, and a School [mFF, Str8, anal, exh, oral]

As an 18 year old guy, I usually have a hard time concealing boners wherever I go, but the day of my first swim meet of senior year was especially tough. It happened to take place a little over a week after my orgy with my best friend, his mom, my English teacher, and the two MILFs that I have been fucking for quite some time. I hadn’t had the chance to fuck any of those incredibly attractive older women in the days since, so I had nearly a perpetual boner, which was only soothed for brief periods of time after my frequent masturbation sessions. Unfortunately, I couldn’t just slip away in the middle of school to stroke my dick. I’d have to until I got home after the swim meet to get off. Or so I thought. As I was walking out of English class that day, Mrs. Robinson stopped me and brightened up my day.

Lechomancer 3: The Sacrifice (M/F)(Oral)

Velvet was a club a few blocks from the university. As a student, Lisa had never come here. It was too loud, and the line of beautiful people not good enough to make it past the rope made her certain she wouldn’t be welcomed. But there she was, in one of the booths facing the dance floor, sipping gin and tonic through a bright pink straw.

Erin, her sister, had insisted they go out to celebrate her new job. After they had both finished work, they had met at Erin’s apartment to get ready. Erin had always treated Lisa like a doll, and loved dressing up her younger sister. On this evening, Lisa found herself in a tiny black dress that clung to her, and enormous cork wedges. Normally, she would have felt too self-consciences to let Erin push her out the door with that much leg or cleavage on display. However, when she looked at herself in the mirror, Lisa couldn’t help but think she wanted the Master to see her in this outfit. Erin had been ecstatic when Lisa agreed.

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