Pleasure Island – A Jennifer Stokes story – ch.16 [f/f/f/m][20s-30s][kissing][mild groping]

16.

The party was in full swing by the time the girls arrived, just as the sun was beginning to set.

Tiny white lights were strung between the trees, sparked like tiny stars in the sky, and tiki torches lined the pathways, lighting them with their fiery glow.

Grabbing a drink from the nearest server, they strolled amongst the other guests.

There were quite a number of people gathered around, and Jennifer had some concerns about someone recognizing her. She said as much to her friend.

Tess stopped her and said, “Jenn, we’re on an island in the middle of nowhere. Come on, relax. Let’s grab another drink and see if we can’t find someone to fuck. That’s why we came, right?”

Nodding her agreement, Jennifer said, “You’re right, let’s go.”

A few minutes later, Tess spotted a cute asian couple she had seen earlier that day near the pool, and steered Jennifer toward them.

They quickly struck up a conversation after the introductions were made. As it turned out, the couple were married and heading up the newly acquired South Korean branch.

Third day of Christmas. French Maids. [FFM][20s+][Cons][light BDSM][praise/humiliation][long]

“Clementine, look!” I know it’s childish and unprofessional, and I shouldn’t, but I hold the handcuffs up in the air. They’re a dull silver colour, and feel weighty in my hands.

“What are they?” she gasps.

“What does it look like?”

“Yeah but what are they for? He doesn’t look like a cop. I thought he was banker or something.”

“Well,” I peer over my shoulder back into the neatly organised drawer. “I found them in the drawer with a pack of condoms. So what do you think?” Clementine may be the most vanilla person I know but surely I shouldn’t have to spell it out to her.

I watch her eyes begin to widen. “Sex?”

“Yeah.” It’s immature but we both start giggling.

“But why were you in his drawer?” she asks suddenly all serious again.

“I was just… tidying… and it was sorta open, so I had a little peek inside.” Clementine narrows her eyes as if she doesn’t believe me but then returns to her job of making up the king sized four poster bed. I’m about to put the cuffs away when she suddenly says, “Do you think he’s used them here anyone?”

[MF] [F 20] Dry humping him [M 21] into an obsession and making him cum in this pants [ hate, enemies, humping, femdom, humiliation, clothed, classmates, obsession, fantasy]

I had known “Zack” for years. We had absolutely never gotten along. He would torment me relentlessly, he caused so much trouble for me in school. Constantly pushing my buttons, always trying to embarrass me in front of our peers and friends. I was pretty alternative and he was pretty “preppy” in a social sense. He would call me weird all the time and try to make me feel bad about myself. We actually got into several explosive arguments in class that resulted in us both being disciplined. At which point he’d call me crazy. I hated him, and I was pretty certain he hated me.

When we were seniors my best friend (Eric) started dating his best friend (Kate). Having to be in close proximity to him to be supportive of my friend was absolute torture. I avoided it as often as possible. I’d make up excuses constantly, Kate certainly knew, and I’m sure Zack and Eric did as well.

One afternoon I was in desperate need of a joint and my usual opportunities to smoke were limited. My car was being repaired, a bunch of parents were home for a holiday etc. My Eric’s mom was out of town, he had the house to himself. Kate convinced me to go smoke and chill at his house until we’d go to a party in the evening.

How Getting Stood Up Lead to [M]y [F]irst Time Pt. 3

I opened my eyes with a groan, the sunlight beaming mercilessly on my face. Julia was up already and had just ripped open the blinds in our hotel room. Amy and Tyler looked in similar shape as me.

“Come on get up you bums, we have a beach day!” Julia shouted and jumped on top of Amy shaking her.

We managed to get moving and down to the beach full of college kids ready to party. Julia was running about the crowd, making friends and drinking her fair share. Coming back to me every once in a while to tease me in one way or another. A slight arm grab, lightly brushing her lips on my neck from behind, and one time just straight up grabbing my junk in front of a group of people.

As we wrapped up the day at the beach everyone started to head back to the hotel to start getting ready for the formal dinner that night. Amy, Tyler, Julia and myself all managed to get an elevator to ourselves. Amy and Julia were hanging all over each other giggling and looking back at us.

[F] Road Companion – Fucking from Worcester to Piitsburgh

I’ve been a road companion several times. Usually it’s truckers, sometimes guys on business trips. I love doing it. I just got back from my first time doing it in several months. This dude, Chuck, who has used me for trips in the past had a route in the northeast and called me. He picked me up in Worcester in the early morning. I rode his dick before we even got on the road. It wasn’t a straight shot to Pittsburgh because he had two pick-ups along the way. One of those let us go through the Bald Eagle State Forest and he fucked me in a totally beautiful place. I love outdoor sex. The weather wasn’t always the best but I trust my driver. I was naked a lot of the time in the truck, but had a coat ready in case I needed to cover.

I forgot how much stamina this guy has. I was kneeling in the seat taking his dick for the fourth time and said, “Fuck, do you just like me a lot or are you always this horny?”

He laughed and said, “I def like you a lot. I have missed your ass. But yeah I need it all the time.”

Drive Me Wild. [MF, Oral, Masturbation]

The conversation had fallen into an easy lull, relax and chill playlist soft in the background.
My focus very much on the winding road ahead of me, glad of the stop half an hour ago to stretch and snack at the rest stop.

I can hear your breathing starting to shift. Getting deeper and slower. I smile to myself, pleased. I really enjoy driving, and doing it smoothly and gently enough to lull a passenger to sleep feels like a great win.

Though, the next few kilometers are really winding, so I’ll have to work hard to keep you that way.

I hear you shift in you seat getting more comfortable.
Haha, challenge accepted, I think to myself.

As the corners roll by, I hear your breathing start to shift. Shorter, more irregular, almost whispered gasps.

I wonder if you’re dreaming.
I steal a glance. Your eyes are definitely shut.
One arm up against your chest, perhaps you fell asleep while adjusting your seatbelt. The other down between your legs, slightly parted, since your skirt has ridden up a little, I can almost see your underwear.

I don’t linger, returning my full focus to the road.
Glad that you seem comfortable.

[F] I got naked at work to win over a new client…and I feel some regret

On Saturday I was called into our Dallas office. We had a huge new client in town from Brazil. I wasn’t running point on this pitch, but I was asked to be there because I was in town. As one of the few women in the company, I knew a lot of times this request was due to appearing “diverse”.

I was wearing a sparkly black dress that was a bit on the shorter side, but still professional looking. I hadn’t had time to do laundry while being on the road so much, so I was getting down to the last choices in options.

We filed into the conference room to get set up. There was a small platform in the back with a few extra chairs. Since it wasn’t my pitch I took a seat up on the platform, enjoying the feeling of being over the table. A few minutes later the clients filed in. There was the usual handshaking and we all took our seats.

The head of the Brazilian company sat at the head of table, opposite of me on my raised platform. His skin was jet black and he was dressed in an incredibly expensive suit. He left it unbuttoned so his stomach could hang out. He had a thick mustache and was very tall. Let’s call him Mr. B.

The weekend of my life (part 2)

As I’m heading back out I’m also checking that you can’t see the panties, I bump into John as he’s coming back from outside and his face makes it look like he knows whats happened, but I brush it off as paranoia he informs me that him and Sophie are heading off home as they have been out all day but he did put enough money behind the bar for 2 more rounds for me and Sue.

As I head back into the bar area I notice that Sue has moved from where we were somehow the new spot is both further away and yet closer to the bar, as I sit down she pulls me in close resumes the cock rubbing from earlier and whispers in my ear “how does it feel” the way she lightly pinched my tip on the word feel you would be mistaken for thinking that she’s done this before, I let out a slight moan as she pinched a mix of how sensitive my tip is from the teasing all night, the feeling of lace being pressed against my cock and the knowledge of Sue not wearing any panties at all, this time however I feel her slip paper into my pocket, almost as if she knew what I was going to do she said “not yet” the rest of the time in the pub after that felt pretty normal all things considered, we played a couple games of pool had a few more rounds and then a mixture of it getting late, realising her dad was still with her daughter we decided to wrap up for the night and had back to her house. Before we left she told me to check the note out front while she headed to the toilet, written on it were some instructions

From Neighbor to Summertime Fling (Part 10) [F/M 30s][Cheating][Long Reads][Multiple Chapters][Quickie][Squirt][Reveal]

And after a long break from Chapter 8 to Chapter 9, here is a quick post for the next installment. Check all the past chapters [Here on my profile](https://www.reddit.com/user/Different_Networks/comments/xohw6q/here_is_a_link_to_all_my_stories/). Enjoy!

Despite what had transpired over the past few weeks, today began as a normal Friday in which Marc’s wife was returning from the cabin with all the kids. After his internal alarm clock forced him to rise at about 6am, Marc got dressed and made his way down to the kitchen for coffee. Looking outside the front window, he could see the lawn was still wet from the sprinkler system. He started to analyze the day, prioritizing the handful of outdoor tasks between the conference call he needed to take over the next few hours.

Up at the cabin, he knew his wife would not sleep in today, most likely getting on the road soon and would be rolling in around noon. Once the final sips of coffee were downed, he grabbed some breakfast and went back upstairs to toss on a swimsuit. He would throw on a dress shirt and sit in the desk chair if video was required on the call.

Winning loto leads to wife and I using hall pass [m33/f33] [first threesome] Part 6.a

Sally’s POV

God I was a lucky girl. Steve slept beside me and my mind replayed the last few hours. Ian’s big dick in my minds eye making me crave the feeling of their cocks moving in and out of me again. I really have the best husband, I still couldn’t believe he made this happen.

My words to him played back in my head, “life’s full of disappointment”. Well my life wasn’t, Steve made sure of that. I was spoiled and I knew it. I’d repay the favor, but why? Why did he choose her? Of all the girls in the world. He knew she drove me crazy and it was my brothers fucking wife. No way that could happen. I really didn’t understand the appeal.

I took out my phone and brought up her FB page and went to her pictures. There was no shortage of pictures of her in tiny bikinis as she loved to show off her body. I clicked on one and she was in a bright pink string bikini. I zoomed into her face and she really did have really nice skin, no blemishes, no make up just naturally and pretty. I moved the picture down to her tits. The were about half the size of mine but were busting out of her tiny top. Her little cleavage really showed how perky and perfectly shaped her little tits were. I think I’m married to the only man who would prefer a girl with smaller boobs.