This is my most recent and most amazing omegle encounter.
Tag: Oral
Stuck, Fucked and Sucked [mf][oral]
The subway car emptied out around Kendall Square. It had been a long night, my back was tired and the suitcase I lugged around like a barbell was comfortably resting on the seat next to me. The only other person on the train was a pregnant woman doing a crossword puzzle. Our eyes met as I studied her – blonde hair, puffy breasts, and a distended stomach that looked swollen and plump – but she quickly diverted her gaze, likely put off by the exhausted sixty year old man she saw staring back. I wanted to get up and talk with her. I wanted to tell her about how I used to be a famous lover in the 70's. I wanted to show her my tattoos and bore her with a story about the time I met Elvis in a bar outside of Reno, but it was easier to mind my own business than it was to try and learn hers.
Speeding along, the subway took a jarring turn before Harvard Station and suddenly stalled. The lights flickered for a moment and then died with a frustrated hum, flashing once more before turning off completely. A voice rumbled over the intercom, "We're sorry for the delay. The train is experiencing some mechanical difficulties and we ask that you remain seated until further notice. Thank you."
Dorm Room Surprise Part 1 [MF] {bd,oral,anal}
After what seemed like hours of walking and asking around, I had finally found it: a small, single dorm room nestled into a corner of the apartment complex. To my luck, the door was slightly ajar and parted quietly at my touch. I had a surprise for the occupant and I wanted it to stay that way.
My excitement grew in my chest as I slipped into the little room. Months of planning and saving had led up to this moment. A cancelled flight had almost put and end to it all, but I was too stubborn a guy to let that stop me.
Light from the hallway spilled into otherwise dark room. It was a typical college student habitat. There were books scattered about the carpeted floor, a mini-fridge with cute heart and animal stickers, an unpacked suitcase and a small bathroom tucked away in the corner. My object of desire lay on the bed against the wall.
A Friendly Hand II: Finale [FM] [mast, oral]
Edit: Part 1
Soon, I feel her hands moving up to my inner thigh. At first, I flinch at the touch of her soft skin against that spot. I look at Jessie and she smiles “I that it's very tense here.” I smile back as she continues to massage. The way her hands are moving against my inner thigh sends shivers up my body, I feel myself grow as she continues to work on that spot. Jessie looks down and begins to laugh. “Well, that didn’t take very long.” I look at her and she seems proud of herself. I ask her what is she doing and she replies “Helping you feel better. It’s working, isn’t it?” I can’t say no. First, I couldn’t feel the pain. Second, I was really excited. She looks at me, those big green eyes staring back at me, almost as if asking for permission. I nodded and said. “If it will help, who am I to stop you?”
Bellman makes threesome fantasy come true! MFM
It's January, my husband and I have been anticipating our much over due trip to Las Vegas. Normally we go 3 times a year but the last year work and kids have really been to busy to leave. We finally land and the limo takes us on our short ride to the Hotel. We have been talking dirty to each other the entire flight and we are needing to get out some toys and kick off some clothes. We are one hour to early to check in and now leaving our bags with the bell desk and headed for a drink. Before we get to the bar my husbands hone rings and they have a room early. "Yes we want it" score, upgrade to a suite! We get the key (card) and off to the room. They will send the bags in about an hour because of all the check ins. Off we go to release!
The First Time I Met My Future Wife [ffm, fiction, str8, bi, some reluc, oral, voy, mast]
This is what went through my mind the first time I met my wife. It's entirely fictional, just my fantasy, except me walking in in my bath towel with my then girlfriend and her friend, my actual future wife. I've been some version of a fapstronaut for about a year and a half, but will sometimes, well fap, thinking about my wife. This is one of those fantasies I have, and thought why not write it down this time. For whatever reason, the whole thing is generic third person pronouns, he/she/her, etc. I dunno why. Also I made up a couple words. Not sure you needed to know that either. Anyway, hope you like it and without further, uh, ado(sc?)…
Edit: So tabulations don't work in Reddit.
Edit: Actually they do, it means turn the text into some kind of typewriter text. I really don't understand Reddit's CSS coding crap at all… wah.
Edit: I'm not convinced that's readable Reddit. wtf. Excuse me while I now inject extra spacing everywhere.
Edit: Let me get this straight Reddit. One actual space = no space. Two spaces = one actual space. Three spaces = two spaces. … I give up. I'm not editing this any more. For better or worse:
This is the way….[M/F] [Oral]
“Is this how everything ends?” Sofie lamented. “Not with a bang, but with a whimper?” Her hazel eyes shimmered as she pleaded with Paul. He was beginning to question his resolve with each passing moment.
“Shouldn’t we end it with a bang?”
Before he knew it, her sweetly scented lips were pressed hard against his own, Sofie’s nimble, strong fingers quickly working on the silver buckle of his belt.
“One more time, for old time’s sake?” She purred into the warm hollow of his neck. He could feel the silk of her hair against his chin as the words sent shivers down his spine. Was this what he wanted? Of course it was, right? A bang and not a whimper?
A whimper was all that was able to escape his lips as Sofie nipped his hardened shoulder, licking his wound as she moved down his shoulder. He reached to stop her but instead of discouragement his press against her waist encouraged her on.
“Wait…Sofie. This isn’t what I want.”
“Oh? What is it that you want handsome? Me? On my knees while I take your hard cock into mouth?”
Provocative Pictures, Sexy Shorts, Captions Coronated: [MF]/[MMF]/[Oral]/[Mast] Maid to Serve!
Hello folks, as part of a personal writing project, I've decided to start writing 1 short story a day of the naughty nature. These are generally inspired by a GIF, but I don't have any real formula for this process. I'll post today's here; Maid to Serve. I figured a sub like this would appreciate this effort and if you'd like to read the rest/keep up(Or maybe you'd just like a GIF too!), my blog will be key: http://phallictentacle.tumblr.com/
Without any more holdup:
It was a great idea to finally get a maid – Sindra was polite, efficient, listened to directions, didn’t steal, made little noise and commotion, and was nice to look at, to boot. Actually, funny story, my wife initially thought suspicious of her and the company we came from. I almost had to fire her! Sure her outfit was a little….risque, but who am I to judge a young woman who chooses to dress that way(or maybe her company has her dress like that?). I am a faithful husband, though I can’t deny she is attractive, me and my wife’s sex life is great. And when my wife is out of town, my sex life is great with my mistresses. But back to the matter at hand: I admit I wasn’t on the most reputable of sites when I found this….”maid” agency, but their prices were great and I swear I saw it said they could clean on the ad!
Even More MILF Fun [mFFF, anal, oral, mast]
“What the fuck were you doing in there?” My mom was screaming at me.
“Nothing, I swear to God.”
“That's bullshit and you know it. I could smell the pot and I saw John coming out of there. Janet is going to be pissed that you had friends over there. You know how she is,” my mom yelled at me. When she finished her sentence though, I was absolutely relieved. Sure it sucked about her finding out that I was smoking pot, but she didn't find out about our sex-filled afternoon.
“I'm going to call Janet and let her know,” my mom said, now somewhat calm.
“No, you don't have to do that. I'll tell her.” somehow I had convinced her not to call Janet. Aside from being grounded, I had managed to avoid a sure disaster.
“Alright Mikey, but you have to deal with the consequences. You're going to have to do whatever she says,” my mom said.
“That won't be a problem mom,” I answered.
A few days later, Janet came home and my mom forced me to go next door and apologize. Luckily, she was home alone, because even though Janet was cool with what happened, I'm sure her husband wouldn't have been. I knocked on the door and she answered.
Voluptuous Indian Cousin Blackmail (Chapter 4) [MF][blkmail]
Arun looked in the mirror at Narindra. She is looking down at the floor. Defeated? Disgusted? He didn't care. She is half-naked now and he turns her round to face him and proceeds to kiss and caress her breasts. He starts from the top of each one, kissing the soft tender bumps gently and then sucking and licking on each pink nipple until he felt it harden. Her areola are on the largish side and that turns him on even more. He lifts each breast careful and continues the licking and kissing underneath – it is a sensitive, possibly ticklish, spot for her and she gasps at each lick. Arun returns to those amazing pink "nips" and starts sucking them harder and more noisily – like a pig in a trough. "Narindra, is milk being served today? I love the organic brand." he remarks. He then sits on the bed so his face is about level with her tender breasts and while pushing them together, gently bites on both nipples. "Ufff… owww…" she says quietly and Arun releases the tasty treats in response. But he isn't done with this fine pair just yet though and buries his face between them kissing and licking and generally depositing lots of saliva in this sacred barren valley between two hills.