The Hotwife – part 2 [mf] [hotwife] [wife sharing] [sharing] [oral] [dirty talk] [reclaiming fuck]

I can’t hear him, but I know Master is still in the room, watching me. “You have no idea how beautiful you are right now”, he tells me and I can hear the love and pride in his voice. “Go lie on the bed, ass on the edge, legs spread wide”, he commands in his Dom voice that I love so much. I hurry to do as I am told.

“Good girl”, he praises once I am in position. I am able to watch him now. He’s still on his chair, the glass of wine on the table beside him. His trousers are undone now and his cock is out. He wanked while watching me being fucked by another man. It makes me smile. I wish I could have watched him watching me. Master loves nothing more than to share my body with other men and watch them use me and fuck me roughly. I love it too.

He finally raises from the chair and starts walking towards me. I spread my legs as wide as I can. I know what comes next. Another thing that Master loves is to suck another man’s cum out of my cunt. I can think of nothing hornier. I love it when he does that, and I love it, even more, when he shares the cum with me.

Dorm visit (pt.2) (mf) (shy girl) (shy dom girl)

I woke that morning to warm breath in my face. The smell was unpleasant but tolerable, the exhales were shallow, the inhales seemed impossibly long. Her leg was wrapped over my hip, my arm pinned underneath her head. In one hand I found that I had been cupping her bare breast.

The previous night swam back to me: the mysterious arrival of the adorable girl, her subsequent horny confession and the coitus that ensued. I smiled to myself: not bad for an engineering major.

Her glasses, which she had unusually left on whilst she slept, were lopsided and tangled with her hair. The result of this was that one closed eye seemed much larger than the other. I chuckled quietly, as despite this distortion she still seemed devilishly cute. Her eyebrows were bushy and white, curving away from the mark on the bridge of her nose where her glasses had pressed into the skin.

Father and Daughter hide out in the storm (FM) – part 3

[part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ibna2h/father_and_daughter_hide_out_in_the_storm_fm/)
[part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ic4u34/father_and_daughter_hide_out_in_the_storm_fm_part/)

We drove for a bit longer in silence, neither of us wanted to say anything. The rain had let up but was still bad, but we could see at least. After a few more minutes, my dad pulls over hands on the wheel and starts to speak.

“Jamie…..about….what happened” He starts to speak slowly, I turn to him as he turns to me. I jump and start to kiss him; he returns the kiss. My hands snake into his pants to feel him getting harder, dropping my face down to start sucking him. “Oh fuck baby” he moans as he starts to drive. We drive for a bit when I feel him pull in somewhere.

“I’m getting us a room” he says pulling me up as he gets out. I look out and see we are at the shittiest motel I’ve ever seen. I watch him run in as I look around, there is a woman wearing a jacket and what appears to be fishnets, smoking a cigarette staring over at me. “Oh god” I said out loud as I realized she was a hooker and probably wasn’t liking the competition. Another one came out, even more haggard as the first pointed at me. This place was practically a whore house and we would be staying here.

Cabin With Leah Part 2

After that moment of intensity I didn’t know if I wanted to continue or not. To make it worse I was about to climax. Leah hadn’t made another peep after shutting the door so I assumed it wasn’t bothering her that badly. I sat there awkwardly with my hand around my dick, eyes closed in shame. Shame that I was caught, however, not that I was masturbating to Leah.

It took a few minutes but eventually the wave of guilt washed over me and I was able to finish. After cleaning up I carefully contemplated how I would greet Leah for dinner.

Running my fingers threw my hair in thought, I knew I needed to carefully evaluate the situation. Leah was practically my stepsister and I was lusting after her intensely during this trip so far. Undoubtedly, I had to force myself to stop before it could get any worse.

Unfortunately there wasn’t any alternatives to visually aid my hormones. There was no internet so I could browse for porn, and it wasn’t like I owned any magazines. This is modern day America, after all.

My stepbrother fingered me [F]

After having my stepbrother watch me finger my pussy and tight asshole, I’ve been dying to have fun with him again. There’s been definite sexual tension this past week, and I finally put us both at ease. Our parents drove down to the beach to grab some local fish, leaving us at home all day. I was talking to my followers, when several suggested I go play with him, while they were gone. In the mood from already playing with my pussy earlier, I agreed and changed into my tight purple bralette and pajama shorts (letting my pussy breathe from my thongs haha), and I walked into his room, noticing he wasn’t there.

Updating my sweet followers with my disappointment, many suggested I grab my vibrator and play with myself on his bed while I wait, in hopes he’d catch me. I ran down the hall in excitement from the idea, and grabbed my toy, before walking back to his room, and getting situated on his bed. I faced my body towards the open door, and took off my shorts, dropping them to the floor. I was so horny from the thoughts of what he might do, when he sees me. I pulled my 36DD tits out my bralette, and laid back, bringing my knees to my chest. I sighed from the AC hitting my exposed pussy hehe.

[F]ucking [m]y sister in-law

Exactly two people know about this… my sister in-law, Katie, and me. I won’t say whether she was my sister in-law at the time or not – use your imagination to make the story hotter depending on your tastes – but this story actually happened.

Some backstory:
My wife is about 4 years younger than Katie. Katie is the oldest in her family and completely spoiled. Like struggles with being an adult because she has been coddled her whole life. My wife is much more independent, hotter, and had more success with men. Katie is solidly curvy, but definitely cute and has some nice large assets which I am sure many people would find attractive. People including me. I actually knew Katie before my wife. We went to school together, but this happened well after we had graduated.

My wife, Katie, and I were at a party. Katie had come with her BF at the time as well. Sometime during the night, Katie’s boyfriend left and she was hanging around my wife and I. There were drinks and some dancing and I thought that Katie was being a little flirty, but brushed it off as just the alcohol and certainly not on me in front of her sister.

Ariel Learns To Nurture With Breastfeeding BF (bf/gf | mf | lactation | nurturing | milk | no sex)

Part 1 The Introduction to Nurturing

When Rick first stumbled upon a new porn genre he did not think it would be his cup of tea. He only was brought to the section by his love for big breasts. It was unexpected when he came during his first video. Rick was not typically so quick to bust during masturbation to porn. That was even rare when he was having sex with his big boobed girlfriend, Ariel.

The next couple of jerk sessions were accompanied by a video from his growing fetish for the genre. Rick did not know which part of the videos were doing it for him until he learned more about the fetish. He had been getting into nurturing women breastfeeding porn. Something about the category had captured Rick in the fetish. It took him a while to realize he loved the naturalness of this type of porn.

After the man accepted his new fetish in porn, he started to wonder about the act in real life. Rich was curious if his girlfriend would be into trying it out with him. He thought about how perfect her massive white tits would sucking on. It aroused him just to think about the times he sucked her breasts without the element of this new fetish. This made him think of a way to get her into nurturing him with her supple breasts.

Kitty the Whore [Mf] [Mdom] [Slave] [Whore]

**Kitty the Whore**

There was a soft tone as the seat belt light flicked off on the plane. Meghan unbuckled hers as she stretched, looking over at the other travelers getting off in Chicago. They slowly began to queue up to leave the plane, giving Meghan room to stand and grab the only bag she was allowed to bring.

She slung it over her shoulder and slowly walked off the plane herself. Meghan was dressed in black yoga pants and a tight athletic shirt, and had caught more than one guy staring at her ass, which made her smile. She always enjoyed being looked at. She had long wavy brown hair with brown eyes – though she often wished they were blue.

Meghan made her way out of O’Hare, following the signs to the exit. As she stepped out onto the street, the cool fall air made her shiver. She quickly hailed a cab, and hopped in.

“125 W Jackson, please,” she said, feeling herself tremble slightly with excitement.

A Birthday To Remember [M/F] [Cheating]

I watched Charles shuffle into the kitchen and take his seat at the table, picking up the morning newspaper and open it to the sports section.  I came behind him, reaching over to put his breakfast of toast and coffee in front of him although I knew he did not like me to get in the way of him and his sports section.  

“Beth, you know I do not like you doing that,” he said glaring at me before turning back to the newspaper.

*Man, he sure has been grumpy the past few days.  Hope I am not that way when I turn forty in two years.  He is acting like his life is about to end or something,* I thought to myself.  “Charles, is something wrong?”

“No, nothing is wrong.  Whatever gave you that idea?” he asked as he folded the newspaper and laid it beside him on the table.

“Well…you have been a bit grumpy lately,”

“Just wait until you turn forty and see how grumpy you are,” Charles told me, saying exactly what I was thinking was wrong.

[MF][FF][Exhibitionist] Tease of a Neighbor Part 2

A bell above the door rang as Rebecca and James entered a bar near their apartments. It was a brightly lit, yet still scummy looking establishment where the smell of smoke and ash permeated the tables and chairs. It was nearly empty, with only a handful of people mingling at the bar and a group of 4 or 5 in a booth by the entrance.

Eyeing an empty booth, James took Rebecca’s hand and led her there. Their far corner of the bar was quiet, with the other patrons clustered around the bartender or accosting the waitress.

The old red leather seats squished under their weight, pushing out the dingey yellow foam contained within them. James didn’t notice. Instead, his focus was on Rebecca.

After winning their bet earlier where the loser had to whatever the winner said for the rest day, which he had decided would be a date. Plus, he couldn’t pass up the chance to dress his slave-for-a-day up. He forced her to wear a pair of tight white booty shorts, a size too small black t-shirt, no bra, and bold nerdy glasses with the lenses popped out since she always wore contacts.