[MMF] Third wheel gets a blowjob. (long)

This story is from many moons ago. Back in 2003 the summer before I went to college. I am 90% sure all of the parties involved here were 18.

So my house growing up was something of a gathering spot for parties because my parents were rich and occasionally gone and we had a hot tub. I was fairly popular but I think I was kept around more for my house/connections than anything else.

It came to pass there was a party at my house while my parents were gone. There was maybe a dozen of us there. Most were getting tipsy but for some reason I don’t remember, all but 2 of them took off early that night. So at like 10pm it was just me, Ashley and Kyle. Ashley and Kyle were dating at the time. Kyle was definitely the Alpha (muscular jock) in the class and Ashley had a reputation for being very liberal with her affections (she was tall and thin with very nice tits for as thin as she was. She had dirty blond hair tied up in a loose bun that night). I don’t remember how long they had been dating (a few months?) at this time but everyone could assume they were fucking.

The Halloween Frat Party [MF] [Voyeur] [Exh] [Cuckhold]

I rolled over in bed to the sound of buzzing from my phone. I grabbed my glasses and put them on to clear the blur from the screen. “Yur a fuking asshole” sent at 12:44 AM from Lisa. My girlfriend’s best friend wasn’t always the nicest to me. She never really understood what Shannon saw in me, and quite frankly, she wasn’t a fan of her not spending all her time with her. Lisa was a pretty girl, but she was rough around the edges. She didn’t have any trouble finding guys to take her home from Frat parties or the bar and fuck her, but when it came to seeing her again, guys seemed to move on quickly. She thought she was funny, but she was just mean. She swore to much, drank too much, didn’t care about other people’s feelings. Just in general she was a jerk. Honestly, I don’t know why my sweet girlfriend Shannon liked her. I opened my phone and saw three messages from her:

“WTF Jason? You made Shannon wear her swimsuit under her Toga?” – 11:55pm

“Who the fuk even tells there girlfriend what to do?” – 11:56pm

Part 2; An “ordinary” evening…

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Regrettably I force a slight wedge between us, tracing my thumb across your bottom lip as I bite my own before giving a coy smile. “As lovely as this is, I have a bit more fun planned.” Reaching my feet back down to the floor, I ask if you mind handling grabbing a couple glasses and a bottle of wine and wait for me to come back for you as I give a playful wink and saunter away. A fair amount of time passes and your curiosity grows stronger, you walk quietly down the hall listening for anything that could give a possible clue as to what I could be up to. Right as you reach for the door handle to my bedroom to peak in, the door swings open and we are met face to face. A bit startled I take a step back while clicking my tongue “Naughty boy…” You look me up and down, now seeing me wearing a familiar shirt, one you have long forgotten about from leaving here awhile back. With only the bottom couple buttons of the shirt done, you get a better look at that bra you admire so much and then take notice of a flashy red blend of soft cotton and lace panties peaking out from the bottom of your shirt. Not noticing your jaw dropped ever so slightly, I playfully roll my eyes and laugh as I stretch up on the tips of my toes to reach and plant a kiss on your cheek.

You Made Me Do It… [MF] [Cuckhold]

The next morning Julie was still in bed when I woke up. I walked downstairs and started to make breakfast for the two of us. I knew I needed to get ahead of this before we got to the point it was awkward and we just never really ended up talking it out. About thirty minutes later Julie came into the kitchen, she looked bright eyed and happy. Before I could even say a thing, she walked over to me and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. “Hey sorry about me going crazy last night, I think we just all got in our heads a little bit and I think I just worried you didn’t love me anymore, I am not upset. We don’t need to make a big deal about it” she smiled to me reassuringly, letting me know she was being genuine.

Learning to submit to a mistress for the first time [MF]

“Tom, can you come over here for a minute?” I walked over to where my fellow nurse was standing. She was at a computer with another woman. “This is Kim. She is trying to update the HR system for traveling nurses but we are having trouble with this computer. Tom is our charge nurse and should be able to help”

“Nice to meet you,” Kim said, without really looking up at me.

“You too. Yeah, these computers out here won’t let you outside the internal network. We can go to the nurse managers office and use her computer for it.”

I watched as Kim stood up and saw she was wearing black stockings that led up to a business professional maroon red dress. She followed me to the nurse manager’s office, a recently converted call room that still had a bed in a corner. 

“Don’t mind the messy layout. They are still working on upgrading this to an office. But there is the computer there. You should be able to do what you need to on that.”

Professionalisms [Anticipation/Age Gap/Workplace/Secretive] (writer formerly OtherAioli) – Chapter One

An Audit – Chapter One

Preview: CEO Andrei Volkov, of boomingly successful WireCore, an advanced tech company with hands in many pockets, pays one of his logistics sites in rural Maine a visit to address safety and security concerns. While there, he interviews employee Rose Buchanan, who leaves quite an impression on the boss and challenges his ability to stay professional.

Author formerly known as OtherAioli. Took a break from writing erotic lit a few months ago and now I’m back and intend to stay :) expect regular updates and LGBTQA, bdsm and more kink inclusion in new stories

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It was on days like these that Andrei fantasized about a life in which he worked as a cog in the machine and lived modestly, scraping by but maybe more content. At the very least, with less obligation. Maybe as a cashier, or a bartender.

Confessions of a [M] Private Chef (pt. 2)

Thank you so much for the positive feedback from my first story about Caitlin! It was a lot of fun to relive those memories ;)

FYI, you don’t have to know anything about part 1 to read this story but to paint a picture, I’ve been a word-of-mouth private chef in a few pockets across the US for a number years for very wealthy individuals and families. Some well known, but most not so well known. And these are some of the sexier encounters I’ve had while on the job.

A lot of you have been asking if I have ever fucked the wife while the husband knew/watched. And I have a the perfect occasion for you.

This “dinner series” happened last summer with Nick and Kari. They and their kids are friends with the husband and wife of my long time clients. I’ve run into them around town, they’ve been guests at a few other dinner parties I’ve cooked for, and they always seemed so innocent and wholesome until they started to host dinners of their own about once every week/every other week last summer.
Nick is older than Kari (mid 50’s), successful, and not a bad looking guy. Super smart and well-rounded CEO of a private holdings and distressed asset company. Genuinely someone I could talk to about business, cars, restaurants all over the country, or personal advice. Usually I can tell what kind of person someone is by the armada of cars they collect, and a brand new Aston Martin as his daily drive told me he was someone to be trusted.

Sex Education [college][SPH][humiliation][public][FMFFFM][creampie][cuck]

The fluorescent lights flickered overhead, and the bell rang to alert students that class was starting. The squeak of the marker against the whiteboard was drowned out by the chatter of students, and Miss Moore scribbled her name while the few people in class finished up their conversations.

“I’m so glad you all could join the sexual education class that the school has offered. I know this sort of topic isn’t normally discussed at your age, and it may seem a bit late in your development to be discussing sex, but trust me, there are always things you can still learn.” Miss Moore’s striking blue eyes darted towards Chris, who was seated in the front row, and her gaze seemed to let him know that she knew how inexperienced he was, though he thought it may have been all in his imagination.

Miss Moore sat on the edge of her desk, facing the class. Her button-up blouse was open at the top, showing off her cleavage, and her black pencil skirt hugged her curvaceous hips. Her scarlet hair was pinned up in a messy bun, and she lowered the glasses on the bridge of her nose as she addressed the class.

Hormonal Simone, Part 1 [F/f] [solo] [ebony]

Like any normal afternoon Simone Brooks heard her daughter slam the door and toss her backpack on the kitchen table before rummaging in the kitchen. Working from home had been challenging, but it at least gave her time with Tanisha, who would be graduating soon. Simone sighed and looked into her computer monitor-noticing her own reflection. Had it really been 18 years? Her daughter had grown up so quickly.

Tanisha came bounding up the stairs and down the hall to the office. Simone seemed to notice her for the first time. Tanisha was tall, her new braids in a cute ponytail with a loose wisp framing her face. She was a bit sweaty, still in her blue and white volleyball uniform. The white accent stripes highlighted Tanisha’s light brown skin. Simone knew the boys kept an eye on her daughter’s frame. Athletic shoulders, proud breasts, narrow waist, and that extra booty graced to black women the world over.

She Makes My Sexting Fantasy Come True, But Not The Way I Expect [FM]

I walk in the front door, drop my bag and coat at my feet, and head straight for the bedroom. We’ve been texting each other increasingly filthy messages over the past two hours… vivid descriptions of me pinning you down on the bed, straddling your face and pushing my cock down your throat… Pulling a handful of your hair while I fuck you from behind, fingering your ass, making you scream dirty words and beg for my cum. I eventually couldn’t take it anymore, ended up leaving early, driving home as fast as I could, planning to make good on every promise I’d made over the last couple hours.

I throw off my shoes outside the bedroom, push the door open and look to your spot on the bed, expecting you to be waiting for me exactly how I described…legs spread, nipples hard through that black lace bra, one finger running lightly over your clit through that skimpy new thong.

Instead I see you standing next to the bed, rearranging the pillows up against the headboard, wearing the black thong I asked for, and a strappy black bra unlike anything I’ve seen you wear before. “You went shopping?” I ask as I cross the room quickly, grabbing your waist with one hand and the back of your head with the other, pulling you into a kiss, your tongue pushing deep into my mouth.