Margaret’s hands were sweaty. She was certain that she’d not try this again. But the rush. Wiping her hand on the napkin she was satisfied her trail was covered. Regular gym night, she avoided Daniel joining her by using a women’s gym. Always a night owl. Freed her at least once a week for this, her outlet. Her husband was none the wiser, nothing to gain from knowing, it would blow their world apart. Made her happier, able to stomach the hum-drum life with a genuine smile, sustainable if she was careful. Oh but how the meetings fired her, shallow animal fucking devoid of anything but her need.
Her date arrived on time at the bar, saw her and waved – lol- 5 years and 10 kg after his profile picture, typical. These thirsty guys were never disappointed, as long as they came. Margaret had to manage a couple of profiles, juggle some handles to keep the stream up. Not all her photos were recent. Ideally she’d like a FWB but they got clingy. She couldn’t have that. He awkwardly placed a hand on her shoulder and kissed her cheek. She took the wine bottle and two glasses from the bar. “Let’s get a booth” she led him. She shuffled forwards across the bench and she felt his hand on her ass through her skirt.
She didn’t mind, she’d been rev’ing him up all day, boob pic, crotch in panties, peekaboo, he knew what she wanted. She’d told him. In the dim booth he poured wine into the glasses, they sipped and decorously places them on the table. They kissed again, initially tentative, quickly hungry. Their tongues established a rhythm as she felt his hands on her breast. Even before penetrating her heavy lace bra the hand dropped to her crotch. Beneath the table she’d pulled her wide skirt hem to her waist, opened her legs as wide as possible. Unprotected by panties his fingers found her hot and wet and receptive.
She did adored Daniel and she’d wondered why she want to do this. She wasn’t craving love. She didn’t even get fond of the blokes. Daniel was loving, playful and adored her too. She just knew she had to.His fingers were deep in her core, little lapping sounds emanating from under the table, one of her hands in his hair, the other pushing him deeper.She dropped her hand to outline his hardness, finger looking for the zipper. “Get it out” she moaned in his mouth. He withdrew himself “here!?” “Yes” and he quickly complied. Their corner was private but there were people in the bar.
Sitting beside each other she sidles her leg on the seat, leaned forward stoking his cock, tip wet with slick arousal she thumbed around the head. He groaned at her touch and reached over “No” she stopped him “my turn”. Margaret sipped her wine, smiled and leaned forward. Taking the head between her lips, tongue snaking out below. Her mouth descended once and he squealed. She pulled off him “you’ve a car?” He nodded. “Here? Let’s go.” She got out her side of the booth, straightened her skirt and finished her glass while he fussed his erection away, zipping up. Out to the car park – “the big white one, at the back” he said. “The van?!”
Never get in a van, she giggled to herself, unless it’s your idea. The lights flashed as he went to the driver’s door. “What’s in it?” She went to the back. “Nothing, we, ah, move appliances in it”. She pulled open the huge door a tiny light showed a plywood floor and a neat pile of movers blankets. Margaret jumped up laughing. “Join me?” In no time they’d built a divan of sorts and he lay as she mounted him scudding forwards and backwards, her breasts hastily out the top of her bra, grazing on his whiskers. She shuddered approaching climax. He arched and she felt him come, shivering. Fuck, so close, she administered the coup to herself.
“Thanks, I’ve got to go” she stepped over him pulling her skirt straight. He was taken aback arranging pants again, now with visible wet patches. She opened the door, checked her phone -10pm, ok; message from Daniel, shit. “Can we, ah, meet again?” She clicked to the message, “I’ll be in touch, may not be for a while”. This was her code for “No”. Wasn’t the best and he sounded a little lovey-dovey. Daniel’s message “Off to bed, love you?️”. Ok.
After a short drive she was home, emptied her gym gear in the laundry, moistened with a little water from her bottle.
She stripped off and sidled to Daniel’s back, his breath regular and deep. She snaked her arm over his hip, this was his Achille’s heel. He rolled slowly onto his back. She held his cock as it engorged, once limp now thick and hard. She ducked beneath the covers. Drawing him in her mouth she dragged her nails between his nipples and he sighed.Daniel’s hand trailed down her back to her ass, squeezing and then lightly grazing her still raw wet pussy. He pushed her slowly over on her front, kissing behind her ear, cock bobbing against her thigh. “Good workout?”. “Yeah, you know the effect it has on me, can’t sleep.”.
He eased into her wetness, holding her thick hips, over 40 and still the sexiest woman he knows. He drives harder, lifting her hips to open her and allow his hand to strum her clit, she purrs. Her climax is urgent, and repeated. He pulls out and turns her over, his princess. Lifts one leg and drives in again, builds and groans dropping over her, in her, spent.Reaching the bedside table without pulling out he retrieves a wad of tissues, pulls out and wipes her down. “Love you Daniel”“Love you Margaret”He pulls up the covers. He does love her. He knows where she’s been, knows what she does. She’s his princess. END
Tag: Straight
How my girlfriend taught her sister how to suck dick [Str8] [MFF] [oral] [lesson]
My girlfriend’s (let’s call her Sam) family has always been open with sex and nudity in general. She would tell me stories on how they would talk about in a mature way while eating dinner, about how her parents would lecture them on contraceptives and STDs, etc…
When Sam and I became a couple, all this very open discussion of sex was a hard pill to swallow (haha) but I eventually learned and was even thankful since my family practically never discusses it at all. We would openly describe in *extreme detail* about our fantasies and since then, I never left their home without cumming at least twice.
Fast forward a couple of months, I was on my last semester for college and she was on her second year (since she decided to shift courses). Since I was working on my undergrad thesis then, I went to her place because (1) its very close to a public library and (2) she had a study room that I would use if I needed the peace and quiet.
Between Friends (Chapter One: The Phone Call) [FMM] [Adult Language] [Slow Burn]
This is a bit cringeworthy, but it’s a good story, so I’m going to post it anyway, lol! ?
I started writing this story a few years ago, (pre-rona) when I was going through a deep depression.
I stumbled across this charismatic gamer (who shall momentarily remain nameless) on YouTube and after watching a few videos, became intrigued. He was entertaining, to say the least, and really helped me through a dark period in my life.
Unfortunately, my distraction blossomed into infatuation, which resulted in this unfinished body of work…which I now present to YOU for your enjoyment/amusement/ridicule, lol.
Try not to cringe too hard, ok? ?
Between Friends
Written by: Dakota Velvet
Chapter One: The Phone Call
I was awakened abruptly by my cell phone ringing. Disoriented, I scanned my room through blurry eyes for the offensive sound. Following the sound of my ringtone, I slammed my palm down on the bedside table, picked up the phone and squinted against the bright glare of my screen in the darkness. By the time I had found my phone, I had already missed the call from an unknown number, but whomever it was left a voicemail. Grabbing my glasses off the nightstand, I saw that it was 4:30 AM.
F/F shower scene
Ali was done with today. So she went back to her cabin to take a shower, relax, and go to sleep. Once she got to her cabin she lays on her bed for a minute and take a few deep breaths to calm down from today. She lets out and sigh and asks the gods why today was cursed. Then she grabs her towel and pajamas and hops in the shower. She didn’t feel like turning on music this time she just wanted to relax and have a nice calm, hot shower. She sets her towel and clothes on the rack outside of the shower for when she’s done. Then she turns on the hot water and lets it run through her hair, down her face, back, all the way to her feet just soaking in it trying to calm down and relax for the first time since she woke up today. She thinks about the warm water droplets sliding down her body to calm herself. Ali was just starting to calm down and relax in the shower when she hears a mysterious woman’s voice behind her. She gets startled and turns around ready to fight someone when she realizes it’s someone she knows….”Aphrodite? Is that you?” Then within a second of saying that she answers her own question when she looked at her eyes and realize they never stay one color. You can’t even ever say that they are one single color. She smelled amazing like a rose garden, she was just perfect. She made her feel relaxed, maybe even a little turned on. I mean she is the goddess of Love and Pleasure Ali thinks to herself so of course she would make Ali or anyone else for that matter feel that way. Ali had also not realized until that moment, that Aphrodite didn’t have any clothes on like she usually does when she appears to people. At first it caught Ali off guard but they’re in the shower so of course she’s not going to have clothes on. Ali was confused why Aphrodite was even here, like why would she visit her of all people and especially in this scenario, but she wasn’t complaining that she was there. Ali broke eye contact with the goddess and looked at her body and she didn’t have the words she was perfect and she was so beautiful and hot. Ali could feel her face go red and her heart start beating faster. At the same time the goddess did the same thing only she bit her lip and look at Ali almost hungrily after she looked at her figure. This only made Ali even more aroused than she already was being in the shower with the goddess of pleasure. Aphrodite stepped closer, taking in Ali’s body. She was incredible, her curves were perfect, water droplets running down her, she couldn’t wait until the day she was all hers. Aphrodite brought her eyes up to meet Ali’s, she grabbed her waist, pulled her close, she could feel her heart beating and her breathing getting faster. Then she kissed her. Wow what a kiss that was. The hot water washing over the two of them, it was like a scene straight out of a book. Not to mention the Goddess was such a good kisser, her lips were as soft as silk, with the taste of strawberries. Ali was also caught quite off guard by that at first as well but within a second it was one of the best experiences she’d had yet. She put her arms out and wrapped them around the goddess’ neck so she could pull herself closer to her. Within seconds their lips were moving in sinc like this was the thousandth time they had done this when it was only the second time. She felt Aphrodite’s tongue caress her bottom lip just the tiniest bit asking for entry and she happily granted it, somehow her tongue tasted like the sweetest nectar in the world. As their breathing started getting heavier the goddess removed one of her hands from Ali’s waist and placed it on her breast. Soon after she started kissing Ali’s cheek, then her jaw quickly getting to her neck leaving hickeys everywhere her mouth touched on Ali’s skin. She licked and sucked on the sweet spot on Ali’s neck making her let out a soft moan. Ali felt her grin on her neck after that. Then the goddess slowly started going down her body. First to her chest where she pinched one of Ali’s nipples while she sucked on the other making Ali let out a little bit of noise. Then she stopped and fondled her boobs for a second almost as if she was just admiring them. After that she kissed down her stomach but just before she got to her clit she stopped and hovered for a second, Ali could feel her hot breath on her swollen clit, it gave her goosebumps and only made her more frustrated. Then Aphrodite went back up to kiss Ali on the lips which the goddess knew would make her impatient, frustrated, and only want it even more by each second she delayed. She knew exactly what she was doing to Ali, and she loved it. You could tell by the smirk on her face. Ali begged the goddess to go down on her, she was getting wetter and more impatient by the second. She teased her just a little more by kissing and licking the inside of her thighs. She whined like she wanted it so bad so the goddess gave in to her and did exactly as she asked. The goddess went down and directly licked Ali’s clit from bottom to top, making Ali moan out. But then she decided to tease her again she just loved the way she whined and squirmed and got frustrated when she didn’t get what she wanted so badly. She moved away from Ali’s clit which made her whimper. Aphrodite started leaving light kisses on her lips, the sensitive spot where her legs meet her torso and then her inner thighs making her whine in discontent. She just wanted to feel the goddess’ tongue on her clit, licking her so bad. Ali hadn’t masturbated in weeks and now she was getting teased like this, she couldn’t stand it. She begged the goddess to eat her out.
“Aphrodite, p-please eat me out, I wanna feel your tongue on me so bad” Ali whined
“Hmmm, are you a good girl” (Aphrodite)
“Y-yes, yes I’m your good girl and I’ll do anything to be your good girl” (Ali)
“Anything?” (Aphrodite)
“Yes anything! I just want your tongue on me, licking me up and down. I can’t take it anymore it almost hurts how bad I want it, how bad I want you” (Ali)
“Alright but only if you obey and don’t cum until I let you and tell you too” (Aphrodite)
“I will I’ll do just as you say as long as you eat me out please!” (Ali)
The goddess obeyed and gave in. She licked from her entrance all the way to the top of her clit. She started doing circles around Ali’s clit making her moan in relief. At first the goddess started out slowly taking her time but soon Ali was whimpering again begging for more. So the goddess gave her more soon Ali was grinding her hips on Aphrodite’s face while she was licking her pussy vigorously. She was doing circles around her clit, going up and down, side to side, while doing different speeds and pressures. Ali moaned in ecstasy. She was getting close to release and Aphrodite knew it. The goddess removed her mouth from Ali’s clit but kept rubbing it with her fingers.
“Are you my good girl? You better not cum.” (Aphrodite)
“I don’t think I can hold it much longer though” Ali whimpered
“Your gonna hold it until I tell you, if you don’t your gonna get punished” (Aphrodite)
Ali held it for as long as she could but she knew she couldn’t do it much longer and just before she was about to release the goddess completely completely removed her head from between her legs. She had gotten a little to close that time and almost ruined her orgasm but thankfully she didn’t. You could tell by the way Ali let out a frustrated whine. The goddess moved back close to her and started making out with Ali. Ali was still trying to catch her breath while they were kissing. The goddess got back to it in no time and made her way back down Ali’s body to her soaked pussy, her clit was bright red and swollen sensitive to even the lightest of touch. She lightly blew on her pussy sending a shiver down Ali’s spine. The goddess said she would let Ali cum this time if she was able to hold off her release for a few seconds and she promised it would be worth it. She started licking Ali’s pussy once again. She started moaning at the feeling immediately, her pussy was so sensitive from the edging. She started out slowly but the more Ali moaned the faster Aphrodite went. Ali loved feeling the goddess’ tongue on her, especially her sweet spot, it was incredible. She moved from her clit down to her vagina and started teasing her by licking the entrance and barely sticking her tongue in her making Ali soaking wet. Ali couldn’t believe how incredible the goddess was making her feel. At the same time the goddess was thinking the same thing, she loved seeing Ali’s reaction as she licked her. The taste of Ali didn’t help either, she tasted as amazing as ambrosia, but the best she’d ever had. The goddess moved her mouth back to Ali’s clit and just as she started devouring her clit once and she thrust her middle finger into Ali’s soaking wet pussy making her gasp and moan loudly at the sensation. The goddess started thrusting her finger in and out of Ali slowly then she added in her ring finger too and sped up the pace. With the goddess devouring her clit like it was the best thing she’d ever eaten and slamming her fingers in and out of her she knew she couldn’t last much longer.
“Mmmm, I’m gonna cum soon.” (Ali)
“Hold it don’t cum until I say so” (Aphrodite)
“But I can’t hold it much longer!” (Ali)
“Don’t be a bad girl, wait, just hold it back a little longer” (Aphrodite)
Ali moaned and whimpered she couldn’t take it much longer. She needed to cum. Then finally Aphrodite gave her permission and said she could cum and at the same time the goddess started sucking on her clit so hard while she also curled her fingers inside Ali making her cum instantly making her scream and moan the goddess’ name so loudly everyone across camp would’ve heard if her cabin was soundproof in and out. But the goddess didn’t stop there she kept going after tasting all of her sweetness which is what made her keep going it tasted so incredible she didn’t want to stop and Ali’s moans were the most amazing sound in the world, as powerful as a sirens song. So she kept going within seconds Ali’s legs were quivering around Aphrodite’s head, as she screamed out her name is ecstasy. The goddess was basically holding her up because her legs were shaking and she couldn’t stand because of the immense amount of pleasure coursing through her body. After a couple minutes and Ali releasing again the goddess stopped. She set her down on the bench in the shower, worked her way up Ali’s body with light kisses when she got to her face she stared in her eyes for a second to make sure she was okay after all of that. They both giggled and then they’re lips interlocked sharing their love for one another. Aphrodite helped Ali stand up because her legs were still quite weak. They got out of the shower and dried off. Then once they had clothes on Ali asked the goddess if she was able to stay the night. “If it’s as amazing as that shower…then I will absolutely stay the night” Aphrodite stated. Ali was starting to think “maybe today wasn’t so bad after all.”
The Delightful Enterprise – Part 1 [long] [MF] light-[Fdom] [hand job] [oral] [sci-fi] sorta-[established universe]
[**There is a lot of set up in this one, jump to the BOLD BRACKETS to get to the goods, you filthy meatbag.]**
*Worlds on the edge of the galaxy have a way of bringing people to them. Sometime it’s the call of adventure: the promise of untapped mineral wealth or dormant archotechnology vaults that make people climb into cryptosleep caskets and leave behind not only their families, but the very century or millennium they had been born into (Lightspeed travel is miraculous stuff, but time-dilation doesn’t cut deals). Sometimes glitterworlders just get tired of the endless orgies and buffets and feel the need for the one thing you can’t buy: unfulfilled desires.*
*Most of the time, though, people don’t end up out here by choice. Urbworld tradeships tend to cut corners on their onboard AI containment protocols for cost reduction purposes, and that leads to collisions, deflections, and outright rampant course plotting. Hence, any given Rimworld is littered with the corpses of hundreds of ships… and thousands of castaways. And if they can survive the elements, the mechanoid AIs-in-exile, the genetically engineered insectoid monstrosities, and the genuine alien nightmarebeasts that call the Rim home, refugees band together, carve out a living, and look enviously back up to the stars that shit them onto the barely-livable rock. Factions that scrape together enough ship parts to support a space program are rich… And become targets for the Rimworld’s other inhabitants.*
I [F] cheated on my ex with a new guy, then cheated on a future bf with my ex.
i love to tease (and please) but sometimes teasing is so much fun. there’s always more to be desired and so many what if’s to fantastize about. plus if it ever comes to fruitition it’s a bonus.
i thought i’d compile a few teasing stories to… ahem, wet the whistle.
this one goes back to when i was working for teleperformance. most of you will know a place like it, one of the most boring call centers but easiest jobs to get. if you’re a girl, you’ll also know just how easy it is to wrap a guy around your finger if you’re working there. it was halloween and i’d just had a huge argument with my boyfriend at the time over going out on halloween wearing a schoolgirl outfit. baring in mind i’ve worn far more revealing now, living in ohio i wanted to go down to athens and see what all the fuss was about. my intention wasn’t necessarily to get fucked (despite what he thought) but with his attitude it damn well may have changed to that. his argument was that it didn’t matter if i wanted to go and look good in it, it mattered that i was going to get Fucked. yes, Fucked.
Tamed Part 8: The Invite
Sorry if the delay was annoying, I’ve been working and haven’t had time to write any of this.
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Alanah brought her cheek down to rest on my growing shaft. The heat that radiated off of it felt nice on her cold cheek, and she appreciated the now shaved base of my monster that drove her into the pits of her depraved lust every time she laid her sparkling aquamarine eyes upon it. Each pulse of blood was starting to give me the hardest morning wood I had ever received, helped mostly by the silky haired step sister whom now began to press her wet and plump lips upon my shaft with coos of pleasure. Her kisses continued up my shaft, all the way to the pink tip that pushed past my foreskin. She let out a moan when she tasted my precum on her lips. She couldn’t help but wiggle her thick ass left and right with glee whilst she tended to my fully erect cock.
Just me (Ch. 2) [exhibitionism] [orgasm] [nude beach]
My introduction to nude beaches and exhibitionism.
Amy hoped out of bed saying, “I need coffee, and I want to go to the beach today. ” She headed for the kitchen without bothering to put anything on. ‘That’s one thing I’ve always admired about her,’ I thought to myself, ‘she’s such a free spirit. The kitchen blinds are probably wide open and she could care less. She’s after her coffee, and then she wants to go to the beach, sounds good to me, hopefully she’ll wear that sexy little string bikini again that doesn’t cover much of anything.’
I got out of bed and joined Amy in the kitchen. As I entered the kitchen I seen that the blinds were standing wide open which caused me to pause at the doorway. Amy smiled and said, “We gotta get you over that shyness.” She let out a little giggle which made me want her all the more. I had woke up horny, and Amy knew how to tease. She walked over to me and grabbed my semi hard cock. She slowly stroked my growing erection as she said, “C’mon, I need some sun.” I tried to protest saying, “And I need you, you can’t leave me like this,” but my words fell on def ears as she had already let go of my now fully erect cock and was bouncing playfully down the hall towards our bedroom. I quickly followed only to find her pulling her sweats on. “C’mon, let’s go, we’ll deal with this later,” she said as she gave my still hard cock a few quick strokes. She left the room as I grumbled, “great.”
Angel’s plaything – part 3 [sleeping] [blowjob] [spooning]
Fondling her breasts was very comforting and quite addictive too, but it was time to let go of them. I set my mind on exploring her unconscious body, and that’s what I’m going to do.
First, I needed to find out whether she won’t wake up for real. “The fastest way to test it is…” I wondered while sliding my hands under her armpits, then stood up with her. Our height difference was big enough so that her feet were freely hanging a few inches above the ground.
Before I figured out the solution to my problem, I noticed something. The angel’s body was surprisingly light. I knew she was a petite girl, and her eyes were closer to my crotch than my head, but her weight still didn’t match that.
If I were to lower my grasp, maybe placing my fingers under her oversized breasts, then I could use her as a meat hole made for me to use. The thought of doing it seemed appealing, but I imagine she wouldn’t be happy to find herself being harshly fucked mid-air after waking up. Specifically, since I was her “slave.”
Demon Queened – Chapters 1, part 2 [Fiction] [Gender Bender] [F/F] [Succubus] [Fallen Angel] [Oral]
“My queen? Are you alright?” I asked. I was careful to keep my head bowed, and my eyesight focused on the bed instead of the queen herself. Looking directly at Devilla was a good way to get slapped, and that was when she was just a princess. I didn’t want to imagine what she’d do to me for looking at her now that she was queen.
Or rather, I really wanted to imagine it, and in depth too, but probably not until I was off work. Getting my panties soaked in arousal while on the job was a big no-no for me. Professionalism was important, after all.
My question got a nod from Devilla, but nothing else. Usually she’d spout some nonsense about how great she was, and then maybe threaten to throw me in the dungeon for doubting her. The fact that she just nodded, instead, was actually a little concerning. Whatever happened at the coronation must have taken a lot out of her.