By JK Jones
Helen batted her eyes at me. “You got me all wet out there, with that hot young body of yours so close. I’m going to have to wash my bottoms too.” And she hooked thumbs into her g string, and slowly lowered them to her knees, stepping out of them, putting one hand up on my side to steady herself. Her touch was hot and electric to me.
“I know what you are thinking,” Helen told me, stepping close to me, and pushing her sweaty, gleaming lotion-covered tits against my abdomen and chest.
“What’s that?” I asked.
“That you’d like to wash your shorts and underwear too, of course,” said Tommy’s sexy, naked, voluptuous tanned mother, standing as she pressed her nakedness against me. Her hands began working at my zipper, and it took her less than five seconds to unsnap my shorts, and push, in one swipe, my shorts and underwear down past my knees. She followed them down, taking them to my ankles, and held them as I stepped out of them.
My cock was jutting out eight inches into the air, and she knelt there in front of me, her beautiful face smiling broadly, and looking up at me. My cock was brushing her left cheek, and I could feel those big tits against my legs.
“So Tommy is sleeping all day?” she asked innocently. I croaked out a “Yes.”
“Well you know what that means, don’t you?” she said, breathing purposefully on my cock, but not touching it with her flickering tongue or soft lips.
I shook my head.
“Here,” she said. “Let me show you.”
Helen was a beautiful middle-aged goddess, the mother of my best friend Tommy, who was upstairs in his childhood room, sleeping off a drug-induced party frenzy from last night. I had come over to wash clothes, had bantered and flirted with her outside by the pool, and then had come into the laundry room with her to throw a load into the drier. One thing had led to another, and now we were naked, and this busty, tanned brunette was squatting on the floor naked in front of me, looking up with a horny evil grin on her fine features.
Helen moved forward, her pendulous tits squishing up against my legs, and at the same time she opened her mouth and simply took my full cock into her face, slowly sinking it down her throat. I moaned in pleasure as the head of my cock pushed against her tonsils and popped down her throat, and she, with a slight gagging sound, reached the base of my cock with her lips, completely enveloping my long rod into her wet throat. She looked up at me again, eyes wide, nostrils flared, and then I felt her fingernails sink a little into my ass cheeks. She paused a moment, and then pulled her head back off of my cock. My rod emerged gleaming wet from her mouth, and she gasped for air, a string of spit sliding out of her mouth. “Fuck, that’s a wonderful cock,” she moaned. Then she began bobbing her mouth up and down on the first three inches of it, while sucking powerfully. I reached over to grab the washing machine to steady myself. Helen came off my cock for a second to say something. “Spread your legs a little,” she ordered,. “I want to be able to reach your asshole.” Then she went back down on my cock. I obediently pushed my feet a little farther apart, and felt one of her hands slip down between my leg, the fingers brushing my nuts, and then dancing back across my taint. She pulled the finger back and I saw that hand go down to her crotch. She slid the finger into her own wet pussy, covering it with cunt slime and then she was reaching back again between my shaking legs, all the while licking and sucking on the head of my cock with her marvelous talented tongue. Then I gasped as I felt her fingernail and then a finger push against my butthole. “Relax,” she said. “It will feel good.” I nodded, and tried, and she continued to suck on my cock, pressing those huge breasts against my thights, and relentlessly pushing a finger up my ass until it felt buried to her second knuckle. “See?” she said.
“Yep,” I uttered. She pulled back a bit from my cock, which was slick and wet, and began stroking it in her fist. “I’m fascinated with ass.” Helen said. “I am going to lick your butt in a minute, and I want you to lick mine, get some fingers in there and stretch me out, and then I want this fucking cock of yours in my ass.”
Struck dumb, I could only nod. “Turn around,” she said, “And bend over a little bit. I want to toss your salad.” I had only heard of this in porn movies, and was excited to try, so I turned, thrust my ass at her and bent over the cool metal of the washing machine. I could feel Helen’s breasts pressed against the back of my legs, and her legs against my feet, and then her hands were on each of my butt cheeks, spreading them, and her breath was warm and moist on my sensitive asshole, and then I felt the most amazing sensation as she made her wet tongue kind of rigid, sticking it out as far as she could, and then slowly pushed that tongue into my butt, expanding my asshole, stretching it a bit, lubricating it with her spit, and then sliding in and out a little. She rimmed me enthusiastically, licking and slurping and shoving her tongue as far as she could into me.
Tag: Porn
[MF] Tied my friend’s wife up in a hotel room
(This got long, so it continues in the first reply.)
Hi! I’ve been posting a few stories here a while ago, and I felt like sharing our most recent experience. For those of you who haven’t read the stories of our other encounters I’ll give a brief summary.
Me and my wife have known Mark and Jane forever. Jane and I studied together, and we all get along great. Around a year ago, we met with them for a foursome, that went off without a hitch. Since then, our relationship has taken a turn towards wife sharing and outright cuckolding of Mark, with me as the bull. It took some time for everyone, especially me, to be comfortable with the dynamic of cuckolding, but it has become a pretty central part of our friendships.
For a brief description of us (I have been asked to switch to feet and inches):
Me: Around 6′ tall, broad build, full beard, quite hairy, deep blue eyes, short brown hair, and a thick 8.5ish inch cock.
Mark: Similar height to me, with brown eyes, clean shaven, and around 6″ cock.
[F]orce-fucking [m]y ex-wife
A few months ago I split up with my then-wife due to differences which are mostly irrelevant to this encounter. Among our shortcomings, however, was the difference in libido. I am a horny motherfucker and she is quite reserved. Historically, I have been the one to initiate and often she wouldn’t actually be in the mood until I was balls deep. Some of you guys know exactly what I am talking about: she says she doesn’t feel like it but quickly changes her mind once she’s filled with cock. Maybe? I can’t be the only one.
In any case, our situation is worsened by the fact that we have a child. I am currently in a different country than them due to work, but was due to visit for our child’s birthday. I had repeatedly told myself I would keep my hands to myself since, you know, we had a bit of a bitter separation, wouldn’t want to put myself in that awkward situation, and frankly I figured she just hated my guts and would recoil at my touch. I was not entirely wrong, but we’re not there yet.
Sara’s Self Discovery [Part 3] [Oral] [Anal] [Spanking] [BDSM]
Sara spent the next couple of months being a good mother to a beautiful little girl named Sasha.
During this time we talked every day, yet Sara was not quite ready to fully resume our sexual play.
Oh we teased each other and did talk about our sexual histories, yet I felt that there was something that Sara was holding back, something that she was reluctant to talk about.
However I hinted that whatever she told me in confidence would be kept strictly between the two of us.
Sara had hired a nanny to assist her in caring for Sasha due to her and her husbands hectic life and work schedule.
This was a blessing for her, allowing her to be less frantic and care for her daughter with less worry.
It was in the third month that Sara’s libido returned and returned with a vengeance.
Sara was over at my place taking break from motherhood for a few hours.
While talking about nothing in particular Sara knocked over her glass, spilling milk across the kitchen table.
She began to grab for the roll of paper towels to clean up her mess.
Walking over to the sink to gather more towels I turned back to the table, coming up behind her with the towels, I playfully told her she was a bad girl and needed to be punished for making such a mess.
Rose Plucked [Str8][Bi][MMMFF][exh][anal][oral][gangbang][nc][drugs]
Author’s Note: This is a work of fiction, exploring taboo fantasies, not an endorsement of behavior, sexual or otherwise, in real life. Remember: Keep it Safe, Sane, and Consensual!
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“Are you sure about this?”
Rose shifted uncomfortably as she looked at herself in the mirror. The red miniskirt and midriff-revealing black blouse were far more daring than anything the petite brunette freshman was used to wearing. The addition of black high-heels definitely helped show off her legs, but did nothing for her nervousness. She glanced up at the reflection of her friend Mary, the tall buxom blonde sophomore who had talked her into this.
“You look great, Rose! The boys are gonna go wild when they see you. And besides, you’ve been cooped up studying ever since you got here, it’s time you relaxed a little, unwound a little,” Mary grinned down at Rose, “and believe me, you could use a little unwinding.”
My Niece Needed Cash [family; incest; blowjob; prostitution]
By Rodney Robertsen
Clarissa is my sister Claire’s daughter, and like her mother, she loves money. Claire married a good man, took him for every dime he had, divorced him, and is on the prowl for her next sugar daddy- but that’s a different story.
Clarissa is about 20 years old, done with high school and not doing much with her life, part time jobs here or there, but mostly sitting around in her room on her computer, doing god knows what. I know this because I’m over at Claire’s place pretty regularly, doing hand man stuff, mowing the lawn, fixing broken drawers, things like that, things that she has no clue how to do, or frankly, any desire. Since she’s family, and I’m semi-retired, I swing by a few times a week to help her out. Claire is kind of a cunt, but she’s family, and I know her house would fall into disrepair if I wasn’t around, so I’m over there frequently.
Yesterday afternoon, I knocked, and then went in. I knew Claire was gone, so headed to the kitchen to make a K Cup of coffee, and then planned to work on the flower bed in front a little.
Getting Over Samantha [MM] [M/Fdom] [pegging] [bisexual] [transgender] [fiction]
###Chapter 1 of 6
Secrets don’t stay hidden. And secret habits are revealed more quickly. Why? Because they’re habits. You do them over and over again. The more you do them, the more chances there are of your getting caught.
Russell got caught. Worst of all, it was his best friend, confidante and secret crush, Samantha, who found the proverbial smoking gun.
They were at a young adults meeting at church when she needed to make a call, but realized she had left her phone at home, so she borrowed Russell’s phone. He had given it to her without hesitation, not realizing that this was one of those rare times when he had not, as a precaution, logged out of his Reddit account via which he browsed for porn and commented on all manner of sexual imagery and smut. He also posted a few of his own dick pics and link-shared porn videos and photos to several subreddits.
My dreams [Trans, Solo, F]
I find I lay awake at night a lot, usually naked, with just a blanket around me. When you’re lying motionless in bed at night it’s easy to get thoughts trapped in your mind.
I think about men sometimes, they pop into my head, silhouettes of nameless porn stars I’ve seen in videos. Their thick cocks stick to my mind like glue, I can’t stop thinking about them.
I slide my hand down through the covers, feeling my breasts and stomach and eventually reaching to my cock. It’s already slightly stiff. Part of me doesn’t want to masturbate tonight but another part wants to give into temptation.
Like a little slut I start to rub myself, imagining girthy members. I arch myself as I masturbate, opening my legs to let my hand grip myself better. Slowly I raise my legs, as if one of the men is holding them up, this is where I start to fantasize a little more.
I raise my legs, imagining them being pushed up, while one of the men gently teases my ass. I’d never had anything in there apart from a toothbrush once or twice. His unlubed tip gently touches my anus, teasing me. I smile, and look up, acting through my fantasy.
Lucie: Deadly Pleasures: Part 1 [Str8] [Bi] [Gay] [Les] [bdsm] [inc] [sci-fi] [nc] [violence] [snuff] [bloodplay] [gore]
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*This is my beautiful show*
*And everything is shot in slow motion*
*-*Marilyn Manson, “*Slo-mo-tion*”
My name is Lucie. I was nineteen years old when I died.
My maker’s name was Valentine – a cliche name, for sure, but vampires who began their un-life in the nineties and early two thousands tended to go for these. Vlad, Lestat, Spike, Kraven – pop-culture galore. I’m not judging; these names make more sense than using their given names. Vampire Bob? No way.
My maker shouldn’t really concern you though. He’s dead. I killed him while I was riding him, right at the moment when he came inside of me. He turned into a pile of ash, and I finished myself off with the handle of the stake I used to kill him. I rubbed his ash all over my body. It was fun.
What should concern you is this: in the mid-nineties, a cabal of more progressive vampires began researching something that would change the world forever – a cure to our aversion to sun. The cure involved some breeding programs, gene alteration, and magic. They would breed humans to birth genetically altered babies, and these babies would be turned when they reached an appropriate age. They thought that these progenies would take care of them. But we – for I was one of them – were an ungrateful bunch.
City Getaway – An Interactive Sex Story
I’ve been looking for some time for some quality interactive erotica and didn’t find any. I do play the ocassional porn game (on Nutaku, for example) but you usually need to spend a lot of time or money to get to the sexy parts and I didn’t find something that is narrative driven.
So, I decided to try it on my own and I made this thing: https://muaddib75.github.io/InteractivePassion/
As the post title says, it’s a sex story, similar to what you’d read on this sub or other similar ones, except this is interactive, you get to choose what the characters do. It’s basically a choose-your-own-adventure type of thing, but with sex.
I initially wrote it as a personal exercise (disclaimer, I’m not a writer) but I figured maybe other people can enjoy it – would love to get some constructive feedback, btw.
Enjoy!