The Camgirl Part LII: I Want Him So Bad [Msolo kind of] [fsolo] [mast] [voy] [exh] [oral]

**LII: Liam and Blake**

**Liam**

“I’m going to give Lieutenant Dan a nice wet blowjob,” Blake continued, looking into the camera, “Then let him fuck my face a bit before I fuck his brains out.”

Liam’s hands tightened on the edge of his seat as he watched Blake lower her head and stick her pink tongue out to taste the dildo’s tip. She made a little circle with her tongue, glancing down at it for a moment, then looking back into the camera.

Liam’s cock twitched, throat growing tight under that gaze. Maybe he was just stupidly horny at this point, but his mind kept fuzzing back and forth between reality and what he wished was happening. He watched as Blake flicked at the underside of the head with her tongue, imagining how good that would feel. How incredible it would be just to have Blake gripping the base of his cock like that. He bit his lip, groaning as she took the head into her mouth, tongue darting out to taste the shaft. When Blake moaned, Liam’s felt his nails digging into the bottom of his chair, shivers running through his body.

[MF] Showing off Sud

I woke up the next day knowing exactly what I had to do. I would squeeze in work until afternoon. After that I should be at home and make sure everyone was home before I commenced today’s debauchery. I wanted to ensure that the fucking was broadcast. I rarely opened the windows in my room, to keep it quiet and cool. But today, I wanted them open. Opening windows that haven’t been touched in a year is some work. I had to remove a ton of books and papers out of the way. Then I had to find a place to dump it all. Prepping my room took a good 30 mins. With my hobbies and my studies, there was much less room than I needed to store all my stuff. But what the hell, I am gonna mess it up in the evening any way.

Today’s fuck was about show off. It had to be long and high-intensity. I checked on my desensitizer stock. Then I proceeded to the gym and got in a big lunch. I worked for a few hours and then got back early. I texted Sud.

Me: Remember to dress up. I am showing you off.

An Encounter

*That* night still felt like a dream to him. Two weeks later and he could still feel her. He could feel her breath on his neck, her soft skin and supple curves, her tight grasp on his swollen cock. He never had an encounter like that. Two weeks passed and he was still thinking of her when he masturbated. She had consumed his desires, and now all he could do was think of her. Think of *that night.*

He was young, single, and very mobile. He had a thick mop of dirty blonde hair which he kept neat and combed back. He was tall and lean, a result of many winters on his collegiate wrestling team. His chest sported a thick bush of hair which was black over his slightly tanned skin. College brought a course auburn beard to his face. His right arm was slowly being covered with tattoos. He often traveled for his work, and often fantasized of hooking up on the fly with a stranger. He had a girlfriend or two in college, with whom he had solid relationships and great sex with, but non the less were lacking. What he really needed, what he had fantasized about the longest, was an older woman. A woman with experience who knew what they wanted and took it when they saw it. A woman that we see through his façade and understand what to do with his fantasies. He had come close with an old professor, but out of mutual respect and professionalism it never went further than a few risky text messages. A mere sampling in the face of his unrelenting desire.

The Haunting of Palmer Mansion Chapter 3 [MF] [inc] [cheat]

*This will make more sense if you read the earlier parts. Don’t worry, they’re fun, action packed, and build the tension. Read them first! Also, all characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older. Enjoy.*

“I’m thinking of going to the library this weekend to see what else we can learn about this new house of ours.” George looked around the table with a twinkle in his eye. He still had some dust in his messy blond hair even though they were sitting down to dinner. “Who’s with me?”

“Sounds interesting, Dad.” Brittney chewed her *Kung Pao* chicken takeout thoughtfully. “What do you want to find?”

Both Julie and Daniel kept their eyes on their respective plates of food. They’d been uncharacteristically quiet that evening.

George frowned at them. “Everything alright with you, Jules? Danny?”

They both looked up at him and quickly nodded.

“Yeah, I think the move –” Julie stopped talking when Daniel accidently cut her off.

“… lots of tests at school, so …” Daniel looked over at his mother, his cheeks flushed, and he looked back down at his plate. He pushed a cashew around with his fork.

Sexcapades: Andrea’s Exam [Erotica][Lesbian][Doctor Sex][Mature][Cougar]

Andrea tapped her fingers on the paper sprawled across the doctor’s table she sat on. She wasn’t exactly sure why she had been called back into the doctor’s office. She came here for her monthly checkup last week. Usually, she received a phone call the next week telling her results, but this time she was told to come in for a second appointment. She was kind of nervous. She never had an STD before and most of her sexual experiences were done with condoms. However, in certain cases the moment gets the better of her and a bare cock explodes inside her. It was a part of life- or rather her life. She was on the pill and regularly took pregnancy tests, so she knew that wasn’t the issue, either.

Just to be cautious, she wore black top with no bra and a loose short skirt with no underwear in case there was another physical exam. Andrea hated changing into the paper hospital gowns just for five minutes. Besides, she liked all the boys staring at her breasts coming into her exam and it added some excitement during the exam. She could feel her round breasts bounce with every step when she walked and cool air blowing up skirt as it floated behind her made her clench her butt cheeks together from time to time.

Scarlett Johansson the Slut of Cinema [MF]

Giving bad news is never fun. I only want people to be happy but in my department that’s pretty rare. When I was younger I never thought that I’d be a casting director, but that’s the way life goes. My job is to tell people that they didn’t get the role that they auditioned for. Every once in a while I get to tell someone that they got the role, but unfortunately that’s incredibly rare. When a man doesn’t get the job they usually get very angry, and when a woman doesn’t get the job they cry. Obviously that’s not always the case but it happens very often, and today was no different. After going through forty auditions I had to tell each of them individually that they didn’t get the role in the film they all auditioned for. There were tears and screams as usual until the last one came in.

She walked in with elegance and pride emanating from her. Each step was taken with confidence as well as a dash of superiority. Red hair gracefully enhanced her sex appeal, and her body could easily be one of a model. She had the tits of a pornstar and an ass that definitely caught the eyes of adolescent males. She sat down in front of me and I somehow hadn’t realized that it was Scarlett Johansson. The realization nearly made me jump.

[M]y [F]avorite Hookup

My Best Hookup

Hi guys! Long time lurker, first time poster. I’ll get straight to the point.

Circa 2015. Coming off a bad break up, I was really taking the saying “Get over someone by getting under someone” to heart. My sexual experiences were limited up until that point, but I really started to let go after my breakup.

Fast forward a few months, I met Madison. (Name changed, obviously.) We met on a dating site and quickly started talking. I was straight forward and told her I wasn’t looking for anything serious. She said she wasn’t either, but would like to see where things went. The first time we hung out, I met her at her dorm, at the local school she went to. She was gorgeous. She had long, blonde hair with gorgeous brown eyes. Her body was slim, but not super skinny either. She had a nice, plump ass and her boobs were probably C cups. We hung out the first time, grabbed a bite to eat and just talked. Nothing happened. I left, and later that night, she texted me.

“I really enjoyed spending time with you. Let’s do it again soon.”

Cumland

Cumland

I tried to open my eyes but all I could see was darkness. Was I blind? No, it felt like something was around my head….like some sort of blindfold. Instinctively, I tried to remove it but my hands were bound tight behind my back.

“What was going on? Hello? Is anyone there?”

I heard numerous footsteps all around me. I started to breathe heavily now.

“Hello? Who’s there?”

Someone had lifted me up on my feet.

“Who are you? Where am I?”

By the way their hands felt on my skin I realized I wasn’t wearing any clothes.

“Why am I naked? What is this?”

Then we stopped. I could hear soft chattering all around me as someone took off my blindfold.

“Oh my god!”

There was a mass of people…all naked…in a circle around me. I was in the center of at least 100 people surrounding me. Most were men were completely nude as well.

“Help! Help me! What is going on?”

I was so confused and began to cry.

[MF] I walked right into my neighbor’s place, saw her giant sex toys, and helped myself to a pair of her panties.

Yes this is my sleazy porn throwaway acct. I promise, this thing started off with good intentions. We haven’t seen this neighbor in what seems like weeks, but the lights are constantly on, day and night, and it was starting to smell a little weird near her doorway. So one evening, after a few six beers I decided I would go check on her. I’m going to make sure she’s not dead in her living room or anything!

I knocked on her door to no answer. Just for shits and giggles I turned the knob, and sure enough the door was unlocked. I walked in and did the usual, “Hello? Anyone here? It’s your neighbor buttstuff. Hello?” I took a quick look in the kitchen, where a bunch of takeout and trash sat, creating that funky aroma I was starting to smell. I peeked in the 2nd bedroom, nothing but trash bags full clothes and things. I look in the master bedroom and nothing but a bunch of laundry and hinnngggg is that a pair of panties on the bed? Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. It’s a sexy thong, too. Now my neighbor would do well in the r/pawg (NSFW) sub, just to give you an idea of what I’m dealing with here. Ok, let me just, ahem, see if this is clean laundry–you know, for sleuthin’ around; it could be an indication of time of death or what have you. Darnit, these clothes were freshly laundered.

Amber’s Little Problem – Part Two [Cheating]

As she stepped in she caught the lingering scent of the musk of her early morning desire. She took a quick glance at the bed and was horrified to see the damning stain her wet pussy had left on the sheets. She stopped abruptly and turned around to arrest Danny’s entrance into the room. However, she miscalculated just how closely he’d been following her. Unprepared for her sudden about-face he careened into her, the hard muscles of his chest colliding violently with her soft breasts. She stumbled backward and started to lose her balance, but quick as thought he wrapped an arm around her waist, arresting her fall. He drew her slowly upright until their chests were touching again. She stared into his eyes, at the ravenous hunger in those sparkling green orbs, and her pussy clenched deliciously as something akin to a tiny orgasm shuddered through it. Her mouth parted and she started to pant, carnal need taking over her body. She stepped in tighter to him, all thoughts of her husband swept away by the raging river of her lust. She reached up to twine her hands into his unruly mop of hair, intending to draw his mouth down to hers, ready to melt in his embrace, give her body up to that awful hunger. Instead, she stumbled awkwardly as he stepped away.