Tag: Straight

The Roommates, Part 7 [NSFW] [Oral] [Anal]

I know it sounds crazy but we ended up falling asleep on the floor by the front door that evening. We woke in the middle of the night when Kelly’s phone went off—it was Brock. “It’s 2am, why is he calling at 2am?” she grumbled to herself as she peeled her naked body off of mine and grabbed her phone from the kitchen counter. “How do you know it’s him?” I asked. “The tone, the ringtone,” she stammered.

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“Hello?” she yawned. I could hear Brock’s voice through the phone in the silent apartment. “Babe, I hate to wake you. My buddy just called me and told me we got on a flight this morning, last minute. By the end of the day I’ll be back in California.” I heard him. She was silent. “Babe you there?” he asked again, raising his voice. “Yeah, okay text me the flight information. Are you coming straight here or, you know, you’ve been on a plane.. shouldn’t you like, you know, self-quarantine with the boys for two weeks just in case?” she asked. She wasn’t wrong; Brock really should be isolating himself after being in New York and then traveling via airplane. I mean it was the right thing to do for Kelly and I… but it also gave us more time together. “Yeah, yeah, most definitely,” he said, “we have a room at a hotel down the street and I was going to see if you’d drop off some of my stuff there. I’ll send you the room number when I get it.” She agreed but then reminded him that it was the middle of the night and said goodbye. “Let’s get in my bed,” I said to her. Read more »

Aoife [MF] [Teacher] [Student] [Lapdance]

*A troubled teacher is surprised to encounter his former student in a strip club*

What was I doing?

Ashamed to look the barman in the eye, I mumbled for a straight Talisker. Peaty, dry and smoky with a bitter hit on the lips, it always seemed to suit nights like this.

‘Thanks,’ I murmured, taking my whisky without raising my eyes from the bar. I lifted the glass to my mouth and found my thoughts wandering, as they always did.

I was married, happy, loved; I had everything, I didn’t need this. And yet I was still young, thirty-seven, and in the best shape of my life, years of running chiseling my body like coastal winds erode a cliff. I still craved the excitement of the new and the forbidden. My wife was everything; but everything wasn’t enough. In this same tired way, my better angels wrestled with my baser instincts; they always lost.

So here I was, again, sitting alone in a backstreet lap dancing bar, in a city just far enough away to limit the chances of my being recognised. I had planned every detail, even down to the thin, smart trousers, with no underwear for extra feel. Fuck me, I was pathetic. Read more »

MILF PART 2

I walk away from her and I hold a tight grip on my gift bag but I don’t dare peek as of right now.  I head home with a new found amount of energy and my excitement of what next continues to grow inside of my mind.   As I am walking home I play all of the what ifs and what comes next through my new found dirty mind.  I finally make it home and go to my bedroom and open the door and throw the bag on my bedroom floor.  I head out to face plant on the couch and attempt to heal from the weekend.

I am eventually awakened by the usual traffic that runs through my house on a daily basis.   I look up and notice it is late as I have slept til 8pm and also I am sporting a raging hardon as I can only think back to all the dirty dreams I had featuring thàt naughty MILF.  I sat on the couch trying to wake my ass up and also being patience as my hardon was slowly going away.    I popped up off the couch grab some food and ate it like I was a famished homeless person.  I then made a direct walk to my bed and continued my sleep as I was still aware of 8 am tomorrow.  Read more »

Room 419 [MF] [Hotel] [Meeting in Secret] [Cheating] [Fiction]

I pulled my car into the parking lot of the Hyatt and found a spot fairly close to the lobby. Pulling in, I sat for a moment in the silence with nothing but the heavy rain falling against my windshield and my wipers moving back and forth quickly to fight against it. Back and forth. Back and forth. I checked the clock, noting I had arrived 20 minutes before the agreed upon time. My hand moved to the door handle, pulling it and letting the unrestricted sound of the heavy rain fill my ears as I slid from the driver’s seat out of the car and immediately sprinted into the lobby.

The clerk at the front desk greeted me in a very professional manner. I enjoyed this hotel for its top notch service, which is why it was my decision to come here tonight. It’s hard to say if he recognized me; I wasn’t that frequent, but who knows.

“I made a reservation,” I informed him.

“Last name?”

“Van Bokhoven,” I said as I handed him my driver license.

“Ah yes, I see here that you request a suite with a single king size bed. Is that correct?” Read more »

Walking. Dancing. Making love. (MF) public

Ros came through the door already smiling. She was about 5’10 with her heels, but she knew she would kick them off soon. She walked with that confident grace of a practiced dancer. If you looked closely at her hands you could see the history of gymnastics in the way she held her fingers.
Her black skirt was knee length and when she walked she could barely feel it brush the back of her knee. But she could feel it and she liked it. She wanted to feel the delicate touches all night. She came to dance. The haller top she wore sported little words. ” I rock”and “you love me” stood out in particular as her nipples accentuated the letter o. She had on no bra. And no panties.
As she got closer to the back of the room she saw L. He was playing with a drink and drawing something. The veins on the back of his hand cast dark shadows in the harsh overhead light that separated him from the rest of the dark room.
The sight of his hands made her pussy jump. She was surprised she remembered how they looked, but in her mind she could still clearly picture him stroking his cock in the video chat. They had talked about dancing. About fucking. She wanted to make it all real. Read more »

The secret chamber [FFM; BDSM; orgasm control; oral]

“Come on Celine!”, my best friend Elle bragged me, “you have been fucking him with your eyes the whole night. Go ask him!”

She was right, I was undressing him with my eyes all night. Him… Gus…

Gus was my secret, or probably not so secret crush for two months now. I didn’t really know much about him, I knew that he was 29 years old and was a regular at the night club we were in. He always wore black clothes, I had never seen him wear anything else. His black hair and very dark eyes made him even more intimidating. It was probably on purpose to seem unapproachable, as he was alone at the bar today again.

Just as this moment a tall blonde, very hot woman sat beside him, started flirting with him. But she didn’t even stay longer than 20 seconds before dashing off, her cheeks bright pink.

“He doesn’t seem to like company today”, I said and looked at her.

Our friends Martha and Karin looked at us.

“But you wanted to know about his secret chamber!” Read more »

Returning to the trail [MF]

So I have already posted about the time that me and this girl got horny as fuck in the middle of a trail and decide to give each other a hand.

So, me and her were dating and she really didn’t was the kind to show off in public so I thought it had been a one time thing and in fact after this episode, things went back to “normal”. We would running (kinda) and enjoyed some breaks to make out and feel each other but that’s it. We were in summer and with parents at home with vacations, sex was occasional, we basically had to enjoy the few times we were completely alone at home. We both have brothers too, although is more relaxed with them but still. Well to improve the situation, her family have a house in the other side of the country, in which they usually spent a couple of weeks in the summer. I was invited but felt bad abandoning my family on our vacations so decided to not go. We would sext almost everyday and even tried to some call but besides being constantly interrupted, well it’s not exactly the same thing! Read more »

Had an a[M]azing experience with a hotwife

Met a couple through an app for fun. Wifey did most of the talking and decided to meet up at a restaurant to get to know more. We had a good conversation and then we went in her and we kissed. After a few minutes of making out, she took me out to a deserted place and we went to the back seat of her car and when things got too heated she told me she wasn’t allowed to go beyond kissing. We continued kissing but she couldn’t hold it any longer and took my dick out and sucked it really hard. Soon enough she was riding me really hard. She had an amazing ass and a sexy pussy. I kept kissing her and eating her out but didn’t cum as I was too terrified someone will catch us. She on the other hand wanted more. So the next day I went to work and she asked me if I could come over at the hotel. In the afternoon we went there and I fucked her for 2 hours straight. It was amazing. Her beautiful red thong and that sexy ass. I couldnt get over her cute smile. She left to get her kids from the school. Two days later I went to their house and had a threesome. We tried all positions, split roast, double BJ, etc, even DP. But turns out he was more interested in watching me fuck her. So he let her ride me for like half an hour and was surprised she could squirt. My balls and cock were covered in juices. She had squirted 5 times already. I didn’t want this to end and I was trying my best not to cum. It was so hot knowing the husband had no idea about our earlier interaction. She kept kissing me and said “Am I not pretty? Why haven’t you came?” That was it for me, I pulled her to the side and came all over her face. Read more »

Fantasy about an older coworker I keep in contact with. {cheating} {daddy} {still dressed}

I (F 21) would show up, a traveler out of time and space basically. Coming and going through his (M 40) particular time randomly. Let him see me, freezing as he recognized me through the bakery window, me on the customer side of the counter. I’d motion that he shouldn’t say anything and slip out. Leaving him to burn with curiosity, until he had his break and grabbed his phone to text me.

I know him, and it’s not that hard to predict when he would take a lunch break. All I have to do is send him a picture of an easily identifiable landmark, make him find me to catch up about the last two years we haven’t seen each other.

We sit casually, swinging our legs over the river, eating ice cream…me telling stories of some places I’ve seen and people I’ve met. Reliving golden memories from the bakery when we worked together, and inside jokes we shared. Then…the first lead in. Me coyly slipping in, “you know I had a terrible crush on you…right?”

Him, being flustered and forgetting how to eat ice cream. Being nonchalant, “oh, really?” Read more »

My girlfriend, my friend, and I [mfm] [hotwifing] [forced] [multiple creampies]

My girlfriend Anya and I are out in the local night club after a long session of drinks with all my friends, dancing to each song like it’s the best we’ve ever heard. It’s been a hard slog through third year. It’s as bittersweet an end to this part of our lives as it is sudden. Something different is in the air. A desperation to cling to youth or lack of responsibility or… well. Who knows?

Neither of us are really drunk, just the right level. The twilight zone. My mates are out in full force to varying degrees of intoxication, showing off varying degrees of bad dancing. Anya says she wants a drink and paces to the bar. “Meet me there,” she whispers into my ear, biting it a little with a cheeky smile. Her hand lingers on my chest, then draws away. I grin back- how could I not when my girlfriend is so seductive? She has that figure every girl wants these days- big round hips with a round ass and gorgeous D cups. It doesn’t hurt that she’s wearing a tight, shiny little bodycon and a red bandeau; I’ve been fighting guys trying to hit on her all night and it’ll soon be time to claim my reward. Still, with a body like that I can’t help but feel greedy keeping her all to myself. Read more »