Wife Turns into Top-Tier Slut when Drunk [M28/F27] [oral]

I know it’s a bit strange, but I have a bit of a kink for seeing my wife get inebriated. Every time we go out, I always encourage her to keep drinking.

Last night, she ordered wine by the bottle at her favorite restaurant, and she probably had about 6 glasses of red. Slowly but surely, her cheeks flushed, her eyes glazed over, and she just sat there staring into space with that dumb, crooked grin on her face. She soon starts getting more loud and vulgar, and she’s hiccuping, burping and spitting all over her words. Eventually, she starts reaching under the table for my groin as she leans into me to steady herself in her chair. She’s whispering dirty thoughts right in my face (and way too loudly), and she just stinks of Cabernet Sauvignon. That’s my queue to take her home.

On the way home, she kept slurring on about how horny she had been all day, saying she wanted to give me a blowjob between between incoherent mumbling. When we got home, I had to hold her upright as we approached the front door. Once inside, I took her straight to the bedroom and got to work.

An entity and me [M28] [F25] [Fantasy] [Bondage] [NonCon]

There was something in the house. I don’t know how I knew but I could feel it. I didn’t know what it was, but I knew I was not alone.
Slowly, I sat up in bed. I looked around, and listened for any signs of life.

There was nothing there. That’s it, I was going crazy.

I lay down again. After a few minutes, I started to relax. In fact, I felt a great sense of calm and weighted pressure. It was strange. I was starting to fall asleep, completely calm, when I felt a growing heat between my legs.

It was weird. Out of nowhere, this feeling of a mysterious weight on my chest and of a growing desire in my shorts.

I rolled onto my front. I still felt terrified but I knew I had to sleep.

Then I felt a breath on the back of my neck.

I couldn’t have imagined it. But when I turned around there was nowhere there. I felt scared, but the part between my thighs felt disappointed.

I fucked my friend’s brother with his buddy passed out next to us [fm]

This happened when I was a sophomore in college.

It was Spring weekend and my friend group had big plans to party for 4 days. One of my good friends, Bailey, lived off campus. I walked in late afternoon and the drinking had already started. Bailey and 3 of our friends were sitting at the kitchen table playing cards with two older guys.

“My brother decided to come visit for Spring Weekend, hope you don’t mind.” Bailey said to me. “And this is his friend Mark.”

Thursday night progressed, Mike was definitely being flirty, and I was flirting back. He touched me every chance he got, and the more we drank, the higher up my leg his hand got. It’s all I could think about, Mikes hand rubbing my thigh, and the higher his hand got, the more I would separate my legs. My clit was aching to be touched and he was teasing the fuck out of me, his fingers coming dangerously close to my pussy under the table, getting within inches and then sliding back down my inner thigh. I was dying.

[MF] Wife Turns into Top-Tier Slut when Drunk

I know it’s a bit strange, but I have a bit of a kink for seeing my wife get inebriated. Every time we go out, I always encourage her to keep drinking.

Last night, she ordered wine by the bottle and she probably had about 6 glasses of red. Slowly but surely, her cheeks became flushed, her eyes glazed over and she just sat there staring into space with that dumb grin on her face. She starts getting more vulgar, and she’s hiccuping and spitting all over the place with her words. Eventually, she starts reaching under the table for my groin. That’s usually my queue to take her home.

On the way home, she kept slurring about how horny she had been all day, saying she wanted to give me a blowjob between between incoherent mumbling. When we got home, I had to hold her upright as approached the front door. Once inside, I took her straight to the bedroom and got to work.

A Wolf’s Rage Chapter 10

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This is a work of fiction written solely to entertain.

All characters in sexual situations are eighteen years or older.

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STORY:

Matt woke up the next day and went downstairs. Diana was in the kitchen and he looked around to see if his father was nearby. Then, he approached his mother from behind, and hugged her from behind. He grabbed her boobs from behind and squeezed them as he kissed her neck.

Diana moaned.

“Where’s dad?”

The mention of her husband woke Diana up from the haze of lust. “He’s in the living room. Quick, Matt, let go of me!”

Dream vacation sex

For a few days, the wife rented out a very nice place for us stay over the weekend and I kind of new what the intentions were for. When we were packing I noticed she was packing some nice lingerie and some very sexy looking pajamas I haven’t seen before in her bag I asked what those for. She smiled back and said, “Don’t worry, you will find out.”

After driving about for a few hours into the mountains, we got to a very nice house that was situated on top of the hill along side the road with a long stone driveway. The home was very nice. Deep, dark grey bricks, outside with vines and ivy draped over the sides of the house. Dark roof, giant deep brown wood doors. Tall windows where you can see fully through but still remain private with the secluded location in the fall and winter trees.

My Best Friend Jake and his Girlfriend Melissa – The Invitation [MF][M]

Before I even begin trying to explain how I got myself into this situation, I know people are going to call out this story as fake. There are days I can barely believe it myself, yet I lived it. Everything in this story is real, though I have had to take some license with the dialogue as remembering exact conversations verbatim is near impossible. I encourage you to keep an open mind and ask that you try not to judge me too harshly especially as things progress later.

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My best friend Jake and I have been inseparable since the second grade, which means we’ve known each other for 20 years now. He’s a handsome guy, 28 years old, standing about 5’9, slim, with dark curly hair, dark eyes, and a shy smile. I consider him a bit of a nerd, but in a loveable way. He plays a lot of video games, builds model planes, and always has a laissez-faire attitude about life, head in the clouds, counting on things always working out. He eschews sports, and is introverted, though that doesn’t mean he is shy or doesn’t like going out and seeing people.

A Pakistan Muslim College Student [F] and I [M] Couldn’t Resist Each Other All Year

When I was in grad school, one of my female friends met a girl on tinder who was an undergrad freshman international student from Pakistan and was just sort of experimenting sexually. They met up once for a date, and had fun, but the Pakistani girl ended up realizing pretty early on she wasn’t bi. So, outstanding friend that she is and all around good person, my friend recommended the Pakistani girl and I go out on a date. She put us in touch, we chatted via text, ended up flirting quite a bit, and decided to meet up at a shawarma place.

When I saw her, she was gorgeous. Tan skin, long dark hair, deep brown eyes, and a great smile. The date went really well. We chatted, went for a walk later, and had lots of flirting. We talked some about her sexual past. Being from Pakistan and having a very conservative family (she actually confided later that they had given her female circumcision when she was young, but she was still able to have clittoral orgasms), she was not really able to explore anything even though she wanted to very much. Her family had no idea that she was hoping to make up for lost time while away for college. We talked about different things that she was interested in, but it was also our first date (even though we’d texted a lot), so I didn’t want to pry too much.

It happened so fast [female pov, nc, drunk, creampie]

There was a crash, and my head throbbed. You were staring into my eyes, yours were eager and excited. We quickly locked lips again.

We’d moved into another room now, a bedroom. The party was still raging below us somewhere. Loud music and laughter were the background for our lust-fueled romp. I could smell alcohol on your breath, and some kind of cologne hung in the air around us.

Your hands were under my shirt now, you squeezed my breasts softly, teasing them. I leaned my head back against the wall you had just shoved me against and closed my eyes as your lips found my neck. Oh, this was amazing, my head was swimming, and it wasn’t just me having too much to drink. You had gotten my body so aroused I was having trouble holding it in check.

I didn’t want to, I wanted to be wanted with you. So I just stood there, hands on your head, moaning happily as your tongue ran in circles up and down my neck. I don’t know how long we were like that, minutes maybe, I didn’t care. Your hands were underneath my skirt now, under my panties. Skin on skin, your hand tracing my…

A Fun Workplace [Femdom] [Orgy]

“You have been hired.” Julie let out a yelp and started dancing on the spot. It was one of the few perks of living alone that she could do stupid or crazy stuff whenever, without thinking whether it would bother anyone.

She was practically shaking before she opened the email. After so many rejections and living off cheap noodles and an allowance, she was just a few rejections away from backing down and move back home to the country. But the email was positive, and the more she read about the job, the happier she got. It wasn’t too good to be true but it was nearly in that realm. But for Julie, it was a life-line, and she didn’t want to throw it away.

The only problem was the 12-hour shift, but it was stipulated that plenty of breaks were given to keep the employees refreshed. It was a startup with a small team, so Julie didn’t think much of it and start getting ready for tomorrow.