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[MF] Chemistry (aka a Damn good story about Damn good sex)

You know when you have that one person you ALWAYS have the best sex with? That one person that fucks you just the way you like, so good it makes you think they might actually be inside your mind, to know exactly what you want and need and what gets you off the most?

That’s how it is with Him. Every time we fuck, it’s epic. Even quickies leave me filled up and satisfied. Yesterday was no different. From the moment we got our clothes off, it was good, He had me laid back, playing with my wetness (I tend to get very wet, especially when I’m as aroused as I get when I’m with Him.), slowly rubbing circles around my clit, before diving in face first, savoring me, taking His time, until He couldn’t anymore, and his tongue flicked around my pussy, driving me INSANE. My hips rocked teasingly under His mouth, feeding it to Him, rising up to meet His hungry lips. Read more »

I, 34 married [F] went on a vacation and fucked one married stranger in front of his friend then sucked the friends cock in a parking lot of their hotel in Sedona. (Long)

This story was removed from sluttyconfessions so I thought I’d share it here SO PEOPLE COULD ENJOY IT.

It’s brought to you by my current hubby (u/tat2d777). Without him I would have taken this to my grave. It took over 10 years to give him the full story. I couldn’t believe anyone wanted to hear let alone was turned on by hearing stories like these. He loves me for it and encourages me to be a slut!

I (47F) was about 34 at the time. Married with 5 kids. Marriage was failing and well on its way out. I had been married prior as well so I’d been “taken” and living that mom/married life since I was 16yo.

I decided I would plan a mini vacation to Sedona Arizona for myself. A hookup wasn’t out of the question as I hadn’t gotten laid (willingly) in a long time. I was looking forward to this trip. I had never done anything like this. I had never even gone out to eat by myself much less go away for whole weekend. I was nervous but excited. Read more »

Room 33 [MF][Str8][First Person][Workplace][Long]

[First attempt at a story. Feedback appreciated.]

Like many other people in the UK of the late 90s, I took a year out before starting university. Found myself a job at a new budget hotel which was opening in the next town; we were a small team of a dozen or so, mostly young, and we all got on pretty well. After a couple of months I switched to work the night shifts, it was a little more money but also more varied as sometimes you’d not see a soul and at other times you’d have a party in the bar until the small hours.

One of the benefits of everyone getting on is that we made a few of our own house rules. For instance, there was one room – Room 33 – which was always set to ‘out of order’ in the system unless we were really full: it was right next to reception and the automatic doors, so could be a little noisy, but there was nothing wrong with it otherwise. Some of the girls who usually worked the day shifts would sometimes have a quick snooze in there during the night if it was quiet, and occasionally one of the team would drop in after a night out on the town to sleep it off, especially if they were on the early shift the next morning. Read more »

A Rough Night [F/M] [Orgasm Denial] [Pegging] [Prostate] [Femdom]

**New story! Lots of fun, please enjoy :)**

*This story is a work of fiction. All characters featured are of legal age and fictional. Any resemblance to real life people is coincidental.*

“This is the last fucking straw! Pack your shit!”

Those were the words Dan’s boss had shouted at him before he left the office. He cleared off his desk and left the building through teary eyes, ignoring the pitying glances his ex-coworkers shot his way.

Fifteen years of his life he had given to that company, and they’d throw him away like that! ‘Poor performance,’ Dan scoffed; Jenine had thrown him out, he’d been evicted and now this! He had absolutely no clue what he was going to do long-term, but he knew exactly what he was going to do tonight.

He pulled into the parking lot of the club and looked around. It wouldn’t take long, this was a well-known spot. And he was right, within half an hour he spotted a gorgeous girl strutting between cars, shooting the men inside with a sultry inviting glance.

Dan looked her up and down. Short, stacked, dark hair and freckles. She was the one. Read more »

Waking up naked in the forest [rape] [exhibitionism] [18+] [Straight] [Rough] [violence] [breathplay] [blood] [FM]

(Hi, im rachel, F20. Im always looking to improve my writing, so feel free to give any feedback. Either in a comment or message. Thanks for reading, hope you enjoy)

I awoke feeling sore. ‘Something feels off. This wasn’t my bed, did i fall off? Wait its wet.’ I lift my head up and open my eyes. I see moist grass. ‘Where am i, why did i wake up outside, why am i named’ i slowly stood up. I felt embarrassed to have my d cups exposed to the world. I tried to cover them with my dyed blue hair but it wasn’t long enough. I covered my pussy and tits while exploring.

I couldn’t find anything that could help me. It seemed as though i randomly teleported here naked. I sighed and decided to pick a direction to walk. I chose the direction the sun was in, and followed it. Read more »

[FFM] When the only way to save the marriage, is to let others in.

Martin and Cissy are too new to what they’re doing, so some alcohol will sure help. Maybe more than just “some”. Throughout their 10 years of marriage, they’ve never even thought about anything like that. Until….until Ida came to their neighborhood and became too frequent a sight to ignore. It’s their first dinner together and the confusion mixed with arousal turned the two of them speechless, so Ida quickly takes the reins of the whole thing. Martin and Cissy switch their gaze from each other, to Ida. Ida’s fiery blue eyes, long, wavy blonde hair and sly smile seem to seduce them both equally. All three know that this dinner will have a continuation.

The three drink more. They seem to be in a hurry to get drunk as it seems like the only way to make the temperature of the occasion bearable. As Martin puts his glass down on the table, he feels a touch on his hip. It’s Ida’s hand. He looks at it first and then at its owner. Ida leans her head sideways, fixating her deep blue eyes on him and giving him a suggestive smile. Her head meanwhile slides up to between his legs and finds Martin getting more and more ready for what Ida has in mind. Not changing the smile on her face, she stands up and starts taking her clothes off without taking her eyes away from Martin even for a brief moment. Read more »

Video link included.

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**There’s a story behind every video:**

Jasmine took the keys out of the ignition. Coming home from the gruelling job as a high school teacher really eases her mind, from the chaotic insubordination of her difficult kids to a sweet and caring husband that would relax her body and emotion is just the difference between night and day.

She even made an excuse to escape the staff meeting.

She walked towards the door smile stretching ever step towards home.

“Yeah just like that babe! Finger me harder!” moaned a girl inside her home.

Jasmine froze. *’What? What’s happening here? Is he watching porn?’* she thought to herself. Gently and quietly, she turned the knob of her door walking inside with little to no sound.

“Oh Jake! you make me feel so good!” yelled the sound coming from their living area, complimented with some wet slapping noises she knows all too well.

*’That’s not porn…’* she thought walking closer towards the corridor to their couches. She peeked through the slit of the slightly open door and saw her husband making out with a girl, his fingers fucking her pussy like he does hers. The girl wore a white sundress, a sleeve of sunflower tattoo covered her fair light arm. Read more »

A lil writing exercise I did for my Master. [BDSM] [MDom] [Fsub]

*This is just a little fantasy of mine. I, now, prefer to picture my Master as the professor*

I am an advanced literature student, who the young and handsome, yet stern professor has taken a special interest in. Today, he asked me to stay after class because I skipped a reading assignment. As the students filter out, I make my way to the front of the hall. The professor asks me to take a seat in the front row. He remains seated at his desk reading a document as the hall empties. He asks the last student to close the door on their way out. He then turns his attention to me, asking if I take his class seriously. Knowing I’m in trouble, I look towards the ground and tell him that of course I take it seriously.

The professor then picks up the document that he was reading, and walks over to me. He gently grabs my chin and forces me to look up at him, then pulls until I’m standing in front of him, with my chin still in his hand. He looks me in the eyes for a moment before moving his fingers from my chin and handing me the document in his other hand, saying that he’d like to add this piece of literature to my assignment, to make up for the missed reading. I ask him when he would like me to have it finished, and he says “before you leave this room.” Read more »

Pervert Action: Origins, Chapter 1: Just another day. [Introdiuction to a long choose your own path erotica story]

It started off as an ordinary day, but I was too obsessed with how life was so unfair that I never noticed how different and important this day really was when it started. All I could think about was that if I’d been just a year older I’d have been allowed to go with my father and Shinji Honda to join the army and become heroes. Unfortunately, he’d ordered me to tend the farm and protect my younger sister while Shinji left to get all the glory. Of course, our family honor demanded I follow his orders, but the battle against the invading barbarian clan to the north was only a few dozen miles away now so sometimes the shouts of a rally cry could be heard ringing off the hills.

So here I’d come, to stand on the tall wooden watchtower overlooking the narrow strip of rocky land that made our small town a peninsula. At some points, it was only ten feet between the waves from the beaches on both sides, but most of it was just a rocky trail almost a quarter-mile long. Undoubtedly this bottleneck was what attracted people here in the first place, making it very defendable, but also very boring. Not very far north another town had grown up on the more verdant land, and our treaty with them had demanded we send our army north instead of just defending this pass. Read more »