A Taste of Heaven [OC] – short drabble from a slightly different perspective, not sure how I like it but hey

She tasted exactly how she smelled; Sweet and earthy, like honey straight from the comb. I could have drowned in her, the intoxicating way her body writhed beneath me. Every whimper, every moan I coaxed from her throat, was like a symphony not meant for human ears. Every press of my lips against that soft, supple skin sent little bursts of electricity through my body. Her gasps like a lightning bolt of desire straight to my core, causing me to moan against her.

My fingers trail down over luscious hips, leaving a trail of shivers and goosebumps in their wake as they glide over supple thighs. As my lips descend over her soft tummy my hands grip those beautiful thighs and spread them gently, laying bare the forbidden fruit between them. Her scent is heavenly, intoxicating as it envelops my very being. I take my time kissing up each of her thighs, savoring the way her body moves and how her breathing becomes more heavy with every nip of my teeth. Finally, I prepare to have my first proper taste of the nectar dripping from her folds. I press one last kiss to her clit, then swipe my tongue up her slit, collecting the juices that have gathered there. I can’t help but moan at the taste of her, so sweet and uniquely her. In this moment I can say I truly believe that heaven is the space between a woman’s’ legs.

{MF} {role play} {BDSM} How I want you

I want you to get on top of me and slowly lift my shirt basically taking it off.. kissing me as you do it.. then getting it off and kissing me slowly down first from my neck staying there just a big longer to make me shiver.. then making your way down to my breast.. placing a finger on my nipple and slowly and gently rubbing it.. I give out a little moan and look straight at you with that look for want you.. you tell me that I need to wait and to let daddy tease you like I tease him..

you slowly still make your way down my stomach leading your way to my pants line.. with your teeth you slowly try to take my pants off with help from your hands as well.. you get them off and slowly with two fingers make your way up my leg and your lips pressing against my thigh.. you tell me to spread for you but me being a brat I tell you no and close them.. you force open my legs and tell me I’m going to get it good for being a bad girl earlier.. you rub your lips on my pussy lips to tease me just a little.. bit of course you can’t resist and you give in.. licking my clit with your tongue..

[m][F] role reversal story

Tom sat on the white sofa in the comfortable privacy of Sandra’s apartment.

Can I get you something to drink, Tom? A beer perhaps?

“Sure, I’d love one,” he said.

She arrived a few seconds later with two bottles of beer in her hand, and scooted next to him on the couch.

“Cheers!” she said. Their bottles clinked. As he sat sipping his beer, He could feel her warm thighs pressed against his jeans clad legs. She had a skirt on, and a cleavage revealing blouse on. He felt pleasantly tipsy. He could feel himself bulging in his pants, the blood flowing through his member.

Sandra turned to him and gently played with his hair and his ear and his neck. She barely touched him, but he felt electricity on his skin and his nipples tense and his precum start to flow out of his cock and into his pants.

Tom was completely inexperienced. Up until then, he’d only looked at porn. Having a living breathing woman next to him was intoxicating. He could smell her shampoo, the alcohol on her breath. The alluring smell of her skin. He was so scared but so turned on. She made him feel so comfortable and and cozy.

Wife[F43] and I[M] go to a local bar

Went to a local bar we often go to. She was talking to a group of about four or five guys we know casually. All were in their mid to late twenties and worked in construction so in great shape. She was wearing a short tight summer dress without a bra on her firm D Cups and skimpy panties. I could tell she was in one of those moods. I was talking to some guys and saw my her go to the restroom. When she came out she walked up to me with a sparkle in her eye and stuffed something in to her purse which was on the bench next to me. She went back to flirting with her guys and I looked in her purse. Panties. She kept looking at me and I saw that she was flirting and being felt up by at least two of the guys. Next thing I know she is walking past me and saying she needed some fresh air and would be back in a few minutes. Less than a minute passed and one of the young guys also went out the front door. I waited a minute or so and followed. Did not see her out front so walked around the corner where we had parked, and saw nothing there. There is an alley behind the bar which had a work truck parked at the entrance so I could not see anything, so I edged along the truck and peered behind it. What I saw, about 12 feet away was the young guy’s bare ass with his hips between a pair of legs. My wife was sitting on a concrete porch with her top down and dress pulled up. I could not see her face but there was no doubt. The guy, Paul, was hesitating and my wife was begging him to fuck her, which she repeated several times until he thrust his cock, probably 6 or 7 inches, balls deep in her pussy. I got an instant hard on watching them fuck, but he only lasted about a minute and a half before he unloaded his bare cock in her pussy. I watched from a short distance without them knowing. He pulled out, pulled his pants on and left her dripping with her legs spread on a porch. She obviously hadn’t cum because she started rubbing her pussy to try and get off. As she was working her pussy, I could see cock juice running down to her ass. I went back in to the bar and waited for her. When she came in she went straight to the restroom where, as she told me later, she rubbed and fingered herself until she came. I got the pleasure of taking her back out in to the alley and finishing her off properly. Wild night and we never saw that guy again. Turns out he is married and his buddies were giving him a bad time.

The Rabbit Hole Part 1 [MF] [Hypnosis] [Humiliation] [Punishment] [Forced Bi]

**Chapter 1: To All the Skeptics**

**Penny**

“For my next trick,” said Penny to the quiet theatre, “I need a volunteer.” Most of the crowd groaned and tried to divert their eyes from the hypnotist. Two or three people eagerly pumped and waved their hands, desperate for Penny’s attention. “Not just any volunteer,” clarified Penny once they settled down. “I need a skeptic.”

The crowd looked uncomfortably around the room. The volunteers put their hands down. Volunteers were believers. Skeptics were the groaners. They didn’t want to participate in something they didn’t believe in. They wanted to mock. But this trick was the big finale. Hypnotism shows are cute; anyone can take a willing volunteer and use childish inductions and peer pressure to make someone do something silly. Play it safe, make them the center of attention, and give everyone a laugh. Penny wasn’t like other hypnotists. Her first trick, unbeknownst to the crowd, was to induce the entire audience without their permission. The lights in the theatre, the music from the lobby, even the air fresheners plugged in throughout the theatre all worked to help put them in a receptive state. She wowed them with her control, made them forget the trick, and then left a new idea in their head: “this was the greatest show ever.” From there, she gave them what they wanted. All in the spirit of showmanship. Despite all that, finales are for the unexpected, and for that, you need a skeptic.

I (Cassie, 21F) am back. Let me tell you about the time I rode Brad’s cock on my 21st birthday [FM]

Hey there, its me Cassie again. I’d like to share another episode I had with Brad.. this happened a few months ago. It was my 21st birthday.

At this point, I had already been seeing Brad for over a year. Truth be told, in spite of my ‘unusual’ relationship with him, or perhaps because of it, I was happier than I had ever been at any point in my life.

Now, I had always been a bubbly girl throughout my life. My friends described me as a ray of sunshine, and not just because of my blonde hair and golden tan. I’m a sweet and friendly girl by nature.. I always try to lift everyone’s spirit, whether it was through my joyous outlook on life, my caring nature or my peppy, can-do attitude towards everything. In high school, I was a cheerleader and a volleyball player, but I still made time to be friends with everyone – from the ‘popular’ girls to the geeks, giving emotional support to anyone who needed it.

Erotica request f ✨

hey people. Basically, I fucking love having my nipples rubbed but it’s so hard to find any ethical porn or erotica out there that isn’t male-centric.

I was wondering if someone would accept the challenge and write me an erotica about getting my nipples rubbed? I squirm all over and it’s kind of an amazing torture just from getting them spat on and rubbed (without tongue even) and like to think of it as some kind of torture because it goes straight to my clit.

It’s fucking crazy and it turns me on so much.

do your worst reddit.

[MF] BJ for my boyfriend right after work

All that BJ talk in my post yesterday really had me read for my guy. I sent him the link and he said he had no idea how much women loved that.

He came straight here after work. I was ready to strip him right there but he felt like he needed a shower. I put on a nightie and thing and waited patiently with some sexy music on the tv and some candles.

He walked in totally naked was already semi hard. We kissed and I told him to lay down and let me take care of him.

I help his balls in one hand and held his shaft at the base with the other. I planted soft kisses all over the head and shaft and then licked it all over like a cone.

He held my hair out of my face and said he wanted to watch me. It was so on at that moment! I took him all the way in my mouth and started bobbing up and down.

I was sort of laying across him and he reached down and started playing with my breasts. Then I realized how wet I was getting because I’d just been thinking about him so far.

Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires Chapter Eight – Forbidden Fruit

Disclaimer: The original story is on sexstories.com and is by an author named Avatrek but they have been inactive for 11 years, thought I’d repost so someone else can appreciate it.

Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author.

Story Codes: mmf, cream pie, exhib, grope, inc, magic, preg, spank, unif

Hermione had been violated by Malfoy for the second time in a few days and although she had no proof or memory of their second encounter, she did have a pussy full of someone’s cum, and it was probably Malfoy’s. Who else but Malfoy could blindside her like that; fuck her, impregnate her, and leave her naked without any memory of what had happened. Not only had he left a creamy deposit in Hermione’s most sacred area, Malfoy had stolen any chance she had of counteracting the Spellbook of Desires. At the moment however, Hermione was busy making her way back up to the Gryffindor dorm rooms in order to find some more clothes before going back down to the hospital ward and getting another pregnancy potion. Hermione had intended to go straight to Madam Pomfrey in the invisibility cloak and just steal the potion to avoid any further embarrassment, but because she had no idea where Madam Pomfrey kept the potion, she knew she’d have to ask again. Therefore, Hermione decided it was best to go put on some clothes and ask Madam Pomfrey for another one; she didn’t want to be embarrassed, but it was better than getting pregnant.

I [M](23) slept with my high school teacher (44) [F]

I’ll start with a brief background of myself. I am 25 year old american dude. My dad works at US military base in middle east (bahrain). So since 5th grade me and my mom has been staying with him there. This story happened 2 years ago

I started to go for a work a few years ago and i shifted from my parents place to a new apartment i rented out around 4km away from parents. Coincidentally, i moved into the same building as my English teacher who’s Indian. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve seen so i had a crush on her. Even though she liked me as a student, we never were that close unlike my friends for some reason. She always crack jokes and laugh with my friends but with me she always gives advice about studies and stuff. After my 12th grade was over, i went back to America for college. But i didn’t like it there so i came back to bahrain after completing the course.