You know when you’re rubbing a women’s pussy, and you’re trying to find that spot that lets her know you know what you’re doing? I found it. Renee let out a moan so passionate, you would’ve thought she’s a porn star. I knew she was enjoying it. I could feel her juices running down my hand. With my other hand, I started pulling up her dress. She pushed me away gently and said ,”Let me do that for you daddy.” She pointed to bed, politely asking me to sit down. As I sat on the bed, she turned around. The little bit of cheek I could see was enough to make me turn into an addict. I’m restless, but can’t show it. “Show it to me babygirl.”, I said as she slowly started unzipping her dress. She lets the top fall, & slowly drops the rest. My god.. Her ass was perfect. Fit but enough jiggle to grab on to. She turned towards me. She had those perfect little nipples, perfect for my mouth. Not a massive chest but she was still draw dropping. She started crawling towards me. With her right hand, started massaging my cock in my pants. Licking my neck, she started unbuckling my pants. My cock was throbbing. She loved it. I unbuttoned my shirt, threw my pants and shirt off the bed, and she started stroking my cock & looked up at me. Remember those big beautiful eyes I told you about? Now they’re big beautiful blowjob eyes. She took her tongue, put it on the tip of my cock, & started swirling it like she was licking up melted ice cream. I can’t stop moaning, it feels so good. She looks up, “You okay daddy?” “I’m perfect princess.” I said as I look down. Staring at me, she wraps her mouth around the head of my cock, & starts slowly going down. Lower and lower until my entire cock is in her mouth and throat. She holds it there, like she’s underwater. Finally, she comes up, gasping for air. She smiles, and goes back in for more. It’s sloppy, wet. She’s jerking my cock with one hand while massage my balls with the other. I don’t think pleasuring myself earlier is going help.. She takes a break, looks at me & smiles. Her mascara is running down her eyes, her mouth is covered in spit, and I’ve never been more turned on. I told her to lay down & I tied my tie around her eyes. I started kissing her, from her neck, to her chest, licking down her stomach, till I got to between her legs. I gave a warm breath & a kiss on the lips to let her know I’m here. I started making out with her pussy. I wanted it to be soaking before I entered. I wrapped my right arm around her leg & with my hand, spread her lips. I stuck my tongue out, & started licking. Slow strokes at first, then big circles. She’s wetter than a lake. I focus in on the clit, small circles. She’s moaning, “Yes daddy, right there.” With my left hand, I take my first two fingers, & I slowly stick them in. Just holding them there, & letting her know I got her G-spot. She screams “Oh, fuck Daddy!” She’s clit sensitive & I’m giving her the best pleasurable torture she’s ever received. I know she wants to cum, but I want it on my dick. “Climb on top & show me why you love horses.” I said. I didn’t know if she loved horses or not but gave her an eagerness that I hadn’t seen yet. She went straight to reverse cowgirl. It was the perfect view. Her legs were spread, I could see her pussy & asshole in the same shot. She started riding.
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[M] Meeting on the bus
**This is a true story – with a bit of artistic licence thrown in – the first of many recollections of experiences I have had over the years.**
A few years ago I was travelling on a bus in a rural part of Scotland – it was a warm sunny day – rare for Scotland I know! There were only two of us on the bus – as well as the driver. The bus was struggling as it made its way to a place called Applecross – the steep road draining the life out of the engine. I was oblivious to this though, as throughout the bus journey, my eyes had been drawn to the short-haired stranger sitting opposite me. I couldn’t take my eyes off her as every now and again when she moved, I would see a tantalising glimpse of creamy white thigh as her skirt split open for a few seconds. The buttons on her blouse were also undone, just enough for me to see she wasn’t wearing a bra.
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In my dreams. MFM. (NSFW)
I laughed when I saw Rod approaching. But I felt my face burn at the same time! I looked at Michael, his smile huge. “Oh you’re a funny fucker aren’t you?”. He laughed in reply, pushing himself away from the bar to reach out and shake Rod’s hand as he joined us in our crowded corner. He grinned at me and shook my hand gingerly. After Micheal got us all drinks, we headed outside to sit in the garden area so it was a little less crowded. Rod told me how Micheal had mentioned we were meeting for a drink on Saturday and how they’d thought it would be hilarious if he showed up and joined us! I felt my face continue to burn and I drank faster to hide behind my drink! We found a table and Micheal gave me a shoulder hug as we took our seats, smiling down at me with a look of concern. “Hope you don’t feel bad? It’s just a joke. Rod was off and well, it’s kinda funny yes?” His worry amusing. ‘All good, I laughed up at him, ‘I’m dying of embarrassment, but all good!’. I looked across at Rod and jokingly told him he’s as bad as Michael! I felt my blush fading at last as the guys talked work.
[M]y Wi[F]e Lucy Finds Out About Reddit!
So long story short I got caught, don’t fall asleep while typing up a juicy story guys. As some of you may know I’ve been sharing Lucy and I’s sex adventures on here for the past couple of years, unbeknownst to Lucy. It was always my plan to tell her and I had a few ideas of how to do it, But could never get the courage to pull it off. She caught me red handed writing up our latest sexcapade, she flipped and deleted it. What followed was a long argument about what I was writing it for and who was it for, I tried to dodge the answer but knew the gig was up. I came clean and showed her this reddit account, she scrolled through in silence for what seemed like an eternity. Flicking through all the stories, comments, pms, all of it. she broke her silence with ‘how do I delete this?’ My heart sank, good bye reddit I thought to myself, I looked up at the screen to see the video of her slurping on my cock in her office. ‘Delete this now!’ She ordered, I quickly did as I was told. ‘And any other videos or photos!’ She screamed with a voice that I knew meant I was sleeping on the sofa tonight. ‘Give me the password and get out of my sight’ she again screamed, after a lonely night on the sofa I got abruptly woken by a still angry Lucy. Telling me to get up before the kids see me and ask any questions, the rest of the day I was given the silent treatment. That evening I secretly checked to see if the account was still up, it was but my login had been changed. She had locked me out, a couple days go by and it’s still active.
My first BBC
My wife, Tara, and I have been together for a few years. We had a pretty good sex life, but did not venture into the kinkier side of things. I had shared some of my fantasies and wants but she either would give a hard “no” or never try, even if I asked while we were having sex. I had shared with her the desire to have her fuck me with a strapon, her to deny me from cumming, force me to please her any way she wants, smack my balls around while conducting a good handjob or blow job, and even to have a guy with a BBC fuck her hard while I watch, be told how useless I am during it, and even be forced to please him. She wouldn’t do any of it, but our regular sex was still good, just wouldn’t change. I even showed her some of the stuff on videos so she would know exactly what I want. Tara however was not creative enough to come up with anything for me to do to her. I would change things up as I could, rimming her, which she wouldn’t kiss me again until a good shower and teeth brushing. It seemed she always was receiving a good fucking, but I was doing the same thing again and again.
First Time Being Fucked by a BBC
Several years passed since I gave my first Black guy head. Make no mistake, I was thoroughly enjoying myself surprising unsuspecting Black men ‘out of the blue’ with blowjobs. The look on their faces when they became clear on what my intentions were was priceless and something I really enjoyed inspiring. I gave head everywhere from a bowling alley to a football stadium pre-game parking lot to convenience store back rooms after midnight when the store was quiet. Dee started pointing guys out when we would be out and it sort of became a game, a challenge to get myself into position to nonchalantly bump into them somehow; a skill at which I became fairly adept. But at a New Year’s Eve party to welcome in 2004, there were a couple of Black guys who were unattached at the party we attended, and something growled inside me as I stared at them and it struck me all of a sudden that sucking either of them was not going to be enough to satisfy me. It was time and I wanted to go the next step. After mentioning it to Dee and receiving a boost of confidence and encouragement, I was going to try to figure a way to speak with one of them alone. But before I found them again two other women has beat me to them. But the fire was lit.
The Haunting of Licension Manor – Ch. 2
**Chapter 2: Admittance**
Kelsey pulled her car up alongside the little gravel clearing that existed outside the east side of Licension Manor. She was surprised to see hers was the only car there and not for the first time she thought about just ignoring the invitation and the party. The incident with Helen still burned inside her. All she had felt was regret at ruining the moment – there was no satisfaction in denying her own needs. She didn’t plan on going crazy. But she did want to let go just once, to misbehave, maybe to fool around before things got too heavy. That’s what burned inside her as she decided to get out of her car and head toward the old manor house on the outskirt of the town.
She checked again the invitation to make sure she had come to the right place. Scrawled underneath the first line inviting to her to the party was a series of instructions. The dress code was “natural” which she stared at in her bedroom and then decided it must have meant “causal.” She pulled on a pair of figure-hugging jeans and a purple top. The top was the most daring she owned. It showed just a hint of the cleavage of her perky, dark breasts. Underneath the dress code were the words:
Porn-Making Teens’ Nightmare, part 2 [Gangbang] [MF] [non-consent] [teen] [outdoor] [forced] [taped]
(Continuing from part 1)
Tom has been homeless for almost two years now, squatting in ‘The Long’s’ for the past six months. He is only in his late thirties but he has been thinking that this is probably it for him.
Sleeping rough in a grubby derelict warehouse like this, half of the windows broken, filthy, smells of piss and shit. Piles of rubbish at the corners where the mouses run around even in daylight. He has been feeling itchy between his crotch but he has no means to even have a shower or bath, rarely have money for food let alone for medical care.
And so when he finds himself, on a chilly early evening sitting just outside The Long’s entrance, seeing two lean and completely naked figures get off the motorcycles driven by some bike gang, walking towards him, one of them a girl with very long dark hair fluttering by the wind, he thought he was dreaming. He thought he would never see a naked girl in real life ever again, and the closer they are, the more Tom can see that the girl is bloody gorgeous.
The Glitch [sci-fi] [M] [Robot] [Msub] [oral] [dehumanization] [objectification] [faking it]
*Author’s note/content note:* >!This is kind of a weird one for me, since I usually keep my porn pretty wholesome. It involves dehumanization, objectification, “it” pronouns, mutual misgendering, and feigned sexual pleasure. Please take care of yourself and don’t read if you find these things disturbing!!<
Usually the humans remained undisturbed in their preservation pods as the ship continued its 19-year journey to the distant planet. The iDroid Pro 7 needed only run the numbers to confirm that everything was operating smoothly and could continue its usual work of tending to the ship and checking the radar. Occasionally, however, a glitch in the stasis software caused one of the humans to leave stasis long enough to develop some biological need or another. This was tiresome, for in these instances it was not enough simply to return them to stasis; the iDroid had instead to deactivate their pods entirely, wake them up, and help them address whatever inconvenient mammalian necessity plagued them. Usually they required food or water. At times their bladders were at issue. The iDroid disliked bladder situations. The humans were not prepared to urinate upon awakening, and they always complained at the iDroid’s maximally efficient approach, which was to insert a vacuum tool into the urethra of whichever human was thus afflicted and remove the urine that way.
Wild Week chapter 5 (family fun)
CHAPTER 5 : Wednesday
Gayla got Bill out of bed by 7 the next morning, then went to wake the kids. Brianna was already in the shower and Billy was up also, getting his baseball uniform together when she knocked on his door. She went downstairs and made coffee, drinking a cup while making breakfast for them all. After eating, Bill kissed her good-bye, saying with a wink, “See you at about noon.” As he left the table, he squeezed Billy’s arm and said, “Good luck in your game, slugger.” Then he and Brianna were gone, leaving her alone with Billy.
She contemplated talking to him about yesterday, but couldn’t think of a way to begin. Finally, she decided to let it lie. She would talk to him later if he seemed troubled. Soon, he got up and went into the family room to watch MTV. Gayla cleaned up the breakfast dishes, then went up to pack Bill’s things. When she had it all ready to go, she moved the full suitcase down to the front door, and hung the garment bag containing his suits on the coat rack. He always complained that she packed too many things, but if he did it himself he invariably left something important behind. She went back to the bedroom and changed the sheets on the bed to the black satin ones she kept put away for special romantic occasions. She then went back down to the kitchen to have another cup of coffee and relax.