Passing Around the Birthday Girl [MMMffMMM]

Hayley is the kind of girl you'd expect to see in an American Eagle catalog. An All-American girl who didn't have huge tits or a big ass, but a girl who knew how to accentuate her petite figure in the right places.

The first time she came in at my cafe, Hayley was wearing a cute little white summer dress that hugged her body in all the right places. Her breasts were probably B cups, while her ass was plump but still on the small side. She stood no more than 5'1'', meaning that me and my buddies would easily tower over her.

Basically, she looked exactly like famous Viner Alexia Raye, a thin, white, dark-haired youthful girl who always looks like she walks around baring her mid drift.

One this particular day, she came in and ordered a drink. Going solely on my drive to try and get her into bed, I decided to try and talk to her.

"So, why is a cute girl like you all by your lonesome?" I asked her.

"Oh, well, I like to do things on my own a lot," Hayley said, smiling a little bit as if she truly welcomed this extra curiosity in her.

Vacation with a Bachelor Party in the Woods [Mmf, exh, Mdom, oral, reluc] Written from female POV, half-true

Just this past weekend I went to this wilderness resort with my parents and some other family members, and this one night a couple of us went out to the pavilion where all the young people drink and party. So at one point when everyone was good and drunk, there was this bald guy on the deck wearing a bikini top with maple leaves on it, it turned out that he was one of the grooms from the bachelor parties that were going on that weekend. I don't really remember if I did anything to attract his attention, but he looked at me, smiled, walked past me and grabbed my ass, and he did this a couple of times throughout the night. Like, I was pretty drunk at that point so I didn't care, I was just like whatever and giggled or something.

Then later on I met back up with my dad, and a few guys from that bachelor party invited us to go back to their RV thing, I don't really know what it was, maybe it was a trailer. But my dad agreed because I think he wanted to get out of there anyway so I just went with them. The groom guy walked close past me again and grabbed my butt, like definitely flirting with me, and I liked the attention, a lot, so I didn’t say anything, didn’t care, whatever.

[Sub][Dom][mf][rough][sex][oral][fetish] “Bosses secret” – By myself (This is the first part, the rest is linked in comments)

The smoke hung thick like a morning haze. White light lit the room thanks to florescent bulbs fitted into the ceiling. This was corporate life and the benefits of being the boss. "please, make yourself comfortable," she told me in a liquid cool tone. I had not known the purpose of our meeting. It was the evening. I would have been home by now enjoying a beer. Over time means nothing on a salary pay.

Furniture littered the room in a mechanical fashion. A velvet red couch hugged the wall with the accompanying coffee table. Front center was my bosses desk. Orderly, neat, compact, with only the essentials for the work day. I chose the chair that sat in front.

The chair felt expensive in the way that made me envy the little use it must get. She pulled on her cigarette. It made a cracking noise like balling up newspaper that echoed in the quite room.

She exhaled.

"Do you mind if I smoke?," she asked as if it was a rhetorical question. I had never enjoyed cigarettes, but who am I to tell the boss no.

"I don’t mind."

Soccer Mom and a Bully [NTR,Huml,Voy]

Disclaimer: This is a netorare story, if you don't know what netorare is google it. It's like cuckolding but worse. It's about a mother having sex with her sons bully. Please don't complain about the fetish.

"Coach! Colin tripped me!" I whined, as usual the coach wasn't paying any attention to the game he was too busy looking at the soccer mom on the field, my mom.

"No I didn't I was trying to get the ball! he's just being a crybaby." Colin retorted, but it didn't matter either way, the coach was clearly uninterested in the event and was mainly just annoyed with the interruption of his gawking.

"Quit the belly-aching Jessie, sometimes your going to scrape a knee or bruise an elbow, it's sports son! man up!"

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!

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.

[Msub] State of Mind

Looking for CC, particularly since I'm a woman and the story is in a man's voice. If there's interest I'll post a part II.


Man I did a great job at work today! Everybody was really happy with how the project turned out. Still have a few beautiful hours left before sunset – may as well walk home. Get some exercise and time to think… maybe think about Her. Maybe fantasize about her legs around my head while I'm walking down the street in public. I bet she'd be happy if I got an erection in public. Heyyy now, if I told her about it she might even reward me…! The thought alone just made me twitch. This won't be hard (heheh, hard.) Hard as I was earlier this week when she told me to save my cum for her. Okay, what were the rules… I could touch it, look at porn, fuck my own ass, do whatever I wanted as long as I didn't cum. She didn't mention it but I'm sure she'll want an explicit report. I've avoided regular porn because the only reason I ever watched it was for a quick cum. She thinks I can't hold out without calling her and begging? Please, I have my dignity.

Voluptuous Indian Cousin Blackmail (Chapter 3) [MF][blkmail]

Eventually the hours ticked by and Arun timed his arrival at Narindras home at exactly 3pm. His heart was beating and he tried to control his erection as he walked down the road to her door moments before the clock struck the hour. It would do no good to walk around with a huge boner! He saw through the frosted glass the silhouette of his lovely cousin, looks like she was wearing some smart clothes? "She had better be…" he thought darkly and then the door opened.

"Hello Arun-bhai" Narindra said demurely, again looking down. As promised she wore her office clothes which consisted of a white blouse/shirt, under a black blazer/jacket, tight fitting smart trousers which accentuated her juicy ass and high heels. She was wearing tasteful make-up: red lipstick, a touch of foundation and eye mascara which emphasized her sexy eyes. Her hair was thick and tied with pink band which fell back over her back in a pony-tail to about middle-back level. All the more to release, grab and pull when he took her roughly…

Arun drank in the view for a long moment then said "Hello Narindra. You look amazing, can I please come in?".

Easy Riders

 Easy Riders. 

Richard’s in love, and he’s with the great love of his life right now. She’s always ready for Richard to ride fast and hard, she never says no when he wants to mount her, she does all the wild things he asks of her, and right now he’s with her giving her all his care and attention.

She’s five hundred pounds of motor bike: a big red tank, gleaming chrome, four cylinders aggressively abreast like horses in a Roman chariot race, ready to fire up and deliver enough raw power to punch herself and anyone brave enough to ride her at a hundred mph plus without hardly trying, while growling window-rattling snarls through two fire-blued exhausts sticking up like two insolent fingers in a V sign to all lesser vehicles that dare to be on the road. She sits proudly in the middle of the garage, where Richard’s worshiping her. Richard’s twenty three and he’s between girl friends. Girls always say they’re scared to come on his bike. His parents are away for the weekend, he’s on his own, looking forward to a weekend of motor bike, porn and masturbation. But as Richard’s polishing the red tank and bright chrome the doorbell chimes.