My fuck! My hips rocketed straight up into Moana’s mouth! How in the fuck could they not know where to go. Yes, I licked. Yes, my body reacted the same this time as it had ever since our friendship started. Me on the bottom with my cunt drooling for Moana Lisa’s hungry mouth to cover it in kisses and licks! To bury her tongue so deep in my fucking hooch that my every moan would cum from her! The only difference is that David had delivered before this. His cum had soaked her asshole making it a dangerous place for my tongue. So dangerous in fact that…
Tag: Straight
Focused CEO part 3 [Misogyny][Rough]
Disclaimer: There is no misogyny in this part either and it may take a few more parts for the plot to lead into it. The tag is only present as a warning in case someone who opposes misogyny to ever be a part of this story comes across it. Misogyny will only be explored as a kink, not as a belief/way of life.
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As Marie leaves the room, I get to writing the resignation letter as I know it will be challenging to do so in the office with the other employees around, my hands shiver at first knowing how much I love this job, how difficult it is for a fresher to get a job, and not to mention, all the memories I have already built with Marie in the company premises. I take a few deep breaths to steady myself then quickly write up the resignation letter, the letter probably did not showcase the best of my writing skills, but understandably so.
Using Bella CH 1 – [F19 & M36] [Rough Blowjob][Straight sex][Semi-public sex][Age gap][Light Degradation/Coercion/Dubious Consent]
[Check out previous stories with Belle](https://www.reddit.com/user/SoManyDirtyWords/comments/zyjzjz/story_directory/)
Belle is relaxing in her room after a long boring day, thinking about how much more fun life could be if she wasn’t stuck in her lame little town where everyone knew everyone else. It was getting dark out and she was laying on her bed, relaxing in red plaid pajama pants and a sheer pink cami that did little to hide even her soft nipples. A slight smile forms on her light pink lips as her blue eyes stare at the ceiling; her hands immersing themselves in her seasonally darkening blonde hair. It had been a boring couple of days, but getting off to the events of her “disastrous” mall trip as often as she can helps pass the time. Just the thought starts to make her wet again. She remembers that no one else is home, and decides to have some fun while she can. She closes her eyes, thinking about every time she was used on that eventful day. The first guy was her favorite, and she gently brushes her hardening nipples through her shirt with her hands. Her nipples are becoming even more clearly visible through her thin shirt now as she continues playing with her sensitive tits. “Thank god,” she thinks to herself, “She never has to worry about wearing a bra unless her make her.” She thinks about Scott playing with her nipples as she stood in that parking lot, wearing nothing but her panties. Just as she begins to really lose herself to the delicious memories, she hears the doorbell. Freezing, she prays that whoever it is would just leave, so she can continue playing with herself. She curses under her breath as the doorbell rings again, angry at whoever it is that insists on interrupting her “me” time. With a grimace, she grabs her phone, and slipping it into her pants pocket, she heads downstairs to see who it is.
The Contract: Preparation (Flr) ( Femdom) (hypnosis)
“Do you think we’ll make it across that?” Claire asked.
It was a stretch of road that was a chaos of mud, and trees. It had started when a tree fell over the road pulling part of a cut bank with it. The rain of the week had castaded into the hollow left by the tree and weakened more of the bank and collapsed it, pulling more trees down. To make matters worse it was raining again.
“No Mistress I do not think we can make it across that.” Mike answered looking at the road.
They had been crawling through the trees for two hours as Mike kept his diff locks on while he drove along the slippery mud roads. He had known exactly where they were going until this. He sat thinking now.
“We can try and make the Tzaneen road Mistress, I’ve never been that way before.
“Where is the turn for that?”
“About a kilometre beyond this mess.”
Claire laughed.
[MF] Fun Times with a Barely Legal Vixen- Part 5
Hi everyone. This is part 05 of a continuing series about when I was fucking an 18F from office for about a year.
Please feel free to DM to ask any questions, and I’ll answer them to the best of my abilities.
A reminder that everyone involved (myself and the hot little babe I was fucking) are aware of me making reddit posts out of them, and both myself and Lavender (I read the comments and DMs to her) are loving your feedback and your interest.
This particular story is of one where we finally fucked raw. I’ll try to keep it short, and to the point, while also describing some details. Go to dotted line for the fun stuff.
By this point we had been fucking about two times a month for several months, and really knew eachothers’ bodies really well. We turned up pretty early in the morning (like 8AM) to one of our usual hotels in Colombo, but this time, there was a bit of a problem. The problem was that our normal room was booked up, and only a small, out of the way room that wasn’t the most comfortable was available.
Bound for the Lost City – Part 2
Abbey
Abbey McNamara moaned loudly as she arched her back, gripping the silk bed sheets and flexing her leg muscles tightly. Her companion’s tongue danced between her thighs with delicate, well practised movements, teasing her just the right amount as she brushed against her clit.
“Ohhh, fuck…” She moaned loudly, closing her eyes and bringing one hand to her right breast, squeezing it over her bikini top. Her other hand reached down to the woman’s black curly hair, her fingers coiling around the locks and pushing in, although the woman resisted.
“Not so fast, I want to make you beg for it.” She purred in her thick mediterranean accent, her olive skin contrasting sharply with Abbey’s pale legs. Abbey’s face turned to an annoyed scowl, although there was still an undertone of pleasure plastered across it.
The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 6, Part 2 – Jenine [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [Plot heavy]
**Jenine**
What did I imagine would happen?
I shrank from every cooking lesson they tried to domesticate me with, but they taught me one must use the ingredients they gave her.
l laughed at the comparison and rested on the stolen rags of those kitchen boogeymen, still white on this side. I breathed in the air, barely sufficient for two people, retreating inside a dirt hole.
Disguise – the first ingredient from our mole. Yes, that is a mole, not us underground people. Her gifts led me to the warehouse data, and my manly comrade used his last tranquilizer to get to the explosive. Then the three of us modified his uniform for me, and the mole brought the aerial variant of the mixer.
All it took was to shake it.
Stray hair got stuck in the mesh above my head. I had to be careful even to free it. The rabble sounded so close. They shouted, increasing their tenacity with anger.
“Someone had to die, Lawrence,” I speculated in front of the guy in the t-shirt and boxers. “They respect power, so let them see it.”
letting my boyfriend lose me in a bet to our dealer [26F]
We started dating when we were sixteen. We’re both from a small town in Australia where you’re basically with the same group of people through high school that you grew up with. Most people from our home town tend to stay and work around there after school finishes, so Nick and I are some of the few people to have actually moved away. We both got accepted into the same uni and now live on campus, but we’re only a three hour drive away so sometimes pop home for the weekends. We’ve stayed in touch with all of our friends from school, and this story centres around one of them, a guy named Travis.
Travis was always more of Nick’s friend than mine, I mostly just tolerated him. He was dealing weed even back when we were at school and I always assumed that was the main reason that everyone put up with him. He’s always been aggressive, arrogant, rude and insulting, literally the opposite of Nick and the rest of our friends in just about every aspect. That being said he could be fun to hang around and get high with, but I could only ever handle him in small doses. He’s also an absolute chauvinist and fuck boy. Most of our friends have dated around and been single on and off, where as Nick and I have stuck together the whole way through high school. As a result of this Travis has managed to sleep with just about every girl in our friendship group at some point. Almost all, because he’s never managed to get into my pants despite his constant efforts.
[D/d] [Taboo] Enjoying my daughter’s lactating teen body
I dragged our luggage up the path as my wife went on without me.
“Come to granny!” she exclaimed, the moment our daughter opened the front door, holding our grandchild in her arms. I couldn’t help smile, either. Billy was the cutest little bundle of joy I had ever laid eyes upon.
The last time I felt that way was when Sam was a newborn, twenty years ago. Now she was a mother herself. A fully grown woman. That dark pulse buried inside me crawled up, poking the surface of my brain. Fuck, Samantha had an amazing teen body, further accentuated from giving birth. The dress she wore still hugged the curves of her hips and exquisite legs.
What really got to me, though, were her breasts. I couldn’t help but check out the deep valley of her cleavage, made sexual and obscene by how full and engorged they were with milk.
I swallowed as we hugged, her feminine scent invading my nostrils and making my dick stir with need.
“Thank you for coming, daddy. I appreciate it.”
I smiled. “I wouldn’t leave my babygirl in the lurch.”
Anxious handjob for a random stranger on the beach from a virgin [F]20
I was supposed to leave on a great American roadtrip around the country. However, it only lasted a couple weeks as circumstances at home required me to return on short notice.
Now, on the eve of me getting ready to leave and continue my trip, I wanted to share with you the memory that’s been keeping me up at night and I keep thinking back on very often. It gets me very excited stirring up deep feelings and desires … gets me soaking wet like I’ve never been before. It is the reason and driver for me wanting to return and continue my van trip across our beautiful country.
As you may imagine, travelling and living out of the back of my little minivan took some getting used to. One of the biggest adjustments was finding a place to shower and clean up every day! ( I can be a dirty girl, but not in that way haha 😋). In most big cities this was not an issue as a cheap big chain gym membership gave me access to numerous locations around the country. I would go in every night, do my booty workout…flirt and tease as many fellow gym goers…and finish off with a nice shower before crashing in my minivan.