[F] Bf refused to give me what I needed so I got it from somewhere else [Cheating] [Long]

I’ll start this with a big PSA: Yes, I cheated. Yes, I know how it’s seen in the eyes of the greater majority. Please, if you have any judgements, internalise them and be disgusted to yourself. Moving on…

Back story coming up, skip to “???????????” to get to the main story.

This goes back a couple of years ago when I was going through what I can only describe as a deeply profound sexual awakening. I had established certain kinks and vocalised my desire of them to my long term boyfriend of then, five years. My main desire was to be shared with another man/multiple men and be dominated in various ways.

Anyway my boyfriend was always quite vanilla but knew I had a kinky side. So was good at fucking me hard when push came to shove, he had a great cock- thick, long and bent in that perfect way that it hits a woman’s G spot straight away. I enjoyed the occasional spank on the ass but he was always so poor at that build up, that tension building foreplay that triggered that primal urge to be fucked, hard and wild.

[MMF Fsub] The evil sex therapist (part II)

In the course of my professional work it’s sometimes necessary to review video footage of client behavior. Angie had come to my practice concerned about her insatiable desire to penetrate her vagina and anus with large objects. Luckily for the therapeutic process, she had recorded herself at home doing so, and I asked she share the files with me confidentially so I could review them to gauge the extent of her problems.

So it was that I found myself watching a video of Angie (redhead, 38DD, tight little ass) attempting to insert an eggplant into her sopping wet pussy, and moaning beautifully as she did so. After I’d uploaded the video to Xhamster, for my subscribers to view, I sat back in my office chair with some Astroglide and commenced a nice, leisurely jerk-off session. Angie had also sent over a video where she was double-penetrated in her ass by two guys – but I was saving that for later.

Unfortunately, I had forgotten that I had new clients visiting. A knock at the door saw me hastily stuffing my cock into my pants and slamming the laptop shut, before grabbing a book (“A Clinician’s Guide to Systemic Sex Therapy”) and inviting in whoever it was.

I'[M] 22 and she was 47[F] the milf that wanted me

So it started like any story does i started to work at a local drug store having the opening shift or the closing one and she was always working in the middle of the day so we would work together for about 4h tops on a good day

She is 47 can’t stop talking about sex at work and it turns me on so much she just describes everything so nicely and in so much details i could almost picture myself there.

So one day she’s telling me about this dude she wanted to bang ever since she saw him and she starts to tell me what she would do to him and all the naughty stuff she’s been planning on doing with him when he finally comes to her house.

Last sunday i was working the night shift and she walks in at like 10h30 p.m (we close at 11p.m)
So not a lot of people and in the store and we just talked until it was time to close and ahe’s still stuck on that guy she can’t stop talking about him and once i locked the doors and both of us are outside i just tell her straight up: you know if you want him so bad just make a move on him im sure he’ll go with it i know i would…

Fucking the MILF [MF]

Backstory: I’m 30, 5’8 with blond hair, blue eyes, slim body and average penis. I’d hooked up once before with Sarah(43) although that had been pretty vanilla. Sarah is a 5’3 brunette MILF, with amazing perky C cups, a plump ass and toned body. A few nights after our first hookup she texted me in the evening asking me to come over along with a snap of her stripping for a bath. So after a quick shower I drove over straight away.

Story: Sarah opened the door wearing just her towel with her hair tied up in a messy knot. I got hard instantly and she noticed. She stepped forward to stroke my cock over my pants but I picked her up and carried her into the bedroom. Hurriedly I stripped and then pushed her down to her knees. She knew what to do – she took my cock in her hands, lightly kissed the tip and then took it all inside her mouth. Grabbing her head, I started fucking her mouth.

Prof Green & Velvet 5-6[exh/voy] [Mff]

Chapter 5

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The knocking at my office door almost made me jump in surprise. Velvet recoiled and covered herself with her hands.

“Hello?” I said as I opened my office door a little, blocking the opening with my body. I found Casey in the hall.

My expression must have given her an odd signal as she looked at me with a furrowed brow and piercing stare.

“Hey, Professor Green. I wanted to know if you could help me with my paper for your Beauty in Antiquity class,” Casey said as she held a few books in her arms.

“Um, sure. What’s up?” Casey seemed interested in looking into my office.

“Well, I wondered if I could use Schiele for my paper on artists and models,” she said, waiting with anticipation for my response.

“Sure,” I sighed and felt like I lost all wind in my sails. She brightened and opened the book, pointing at a particular work of Egon Schiele’s of a woman spreading her sex. I looked at the image and back at Casey with laugh. She stared at me as her tongue slowly moved over her upper lip, then smiled at me.

Professor Green & Velvet 1-2 [exh/voy] [Mf]

Chapter 1

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The voice on the phone sounded smooth and soft in my ears.

“Yes. Professor… Green? You needed a model for your life drawing class?”

“Yes, I do. When can you work?”

“How soon do you need me?” The woman said, speaking with a rather flat tone.

“I need you next week, Tuesday and Thursday. One session on Tuesday, and two on Thursday. Can you do it?” I said. I had grown nervous as I had not gotten a response about any new models for my class. My usual models had slowly moved away after school or for school and others found other work. At this point, I would hire anyone.

“Cool. Yeah. I can be there. Are you cool with a few tattoos and piercings?”

“Yes. Why not? It has never been a problem before. Your name?”

“Velvet.”

“Hi… Velvet. Room 522-“

“Room 522, right. See you, Professor.”

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DnD – Roleplay to Reality [MF]

This is a work of fiction.

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“We’ll have to split up,” the sorcerer decided. The other members of the group nodded in agreement. Their descent into the depths below the Temple of Merc’dene had been somewhat straight-forward so far. Some fool-hardy kobolds had dared to stand in their path more than few times, but between the four of them their attempts were duly squashed. Now however, they’d come across a fork in the path, branching out in 4 separate directions. Not knowing which way would lead them to the treasure room, necessity demanded they must split their party and each pursue their own avenue, in hopes of finding the true path.

“I’ll take left,” the sorcerer suggests. The sorcerer was attractive and tall, dark and menacing, and naturally, powerful to boot. Not exactly the same as how you were in reality. It seemed like a solid choice, playing a male character in a game where all your other party members were typical males. You’d hoped playing a man would keep them being being _too_ inappropriate, and that had mostly been successful so far. Besides, it was fun to play the role of a charismatic man and force the the Dungeon Master to act like a tavern wench every time your character dared to hit on one.

Trials of the Buxom Trio – Chapter 8 (busty, thicc, hardcore sex, adventure throughout)

**Now I know you folks may be looking to see some more saucy fun with our ladies but rest assured there is still much more to come. For now I’ll pick up right after Merella and Sylora help free Jenessa from the Baron’s prison. Sad to say our story is reaching it’s ends folks but I trust none of yall will disappointed with the ending.**

The five of them make an interesting group. Leading the charge in the garb of the prisoner and two captered blades Jenessa and her red hair sailed through the corridors of the Baron’s keep. Her green eyes were centered on the task ahead and she hungered to exact justice. To her right Merella strode gracefully in her black half tattered robes that were still being fixed from the encounter with the Beholder. Her purple eyes sparkled with power at the thought of actually getting to pay the guardians back who had imprisoned her friend; never again would she abandon Jenessa so long as she had breath in her body. Bringing up the rear of the trio but nonetheless right next to Jenessa Sylora’s big blue eyes took in every detail of their surrounds. The elf’s ears perked up at the barest of noises but beyond a few guards that they had easily dispatched inside of the prison area they had rescued or at least met Jenessa at. Her blonde hair was tied in a tight bun to give her a less cute look and more of a determined fashion as she had commented to Merella. Like her friends the warrior was ready to have some words with the governor. Her bow was at the ready while her shield and sword resided on her back ready to be deployed against any opposition.

How I came Out..lesbian [FF]

Since I was 12 years old, I knew I was not attracted to men. I was a lesbian through and through but society’s pressure meant I could never come out in the open.

Years went by, I dated a few men, just to seem normal, in the hopes, I’ll feel ‘normal’ but it never happened. Guys liked me, but I never felt anything for them.

Fast forward a few years and my family is pushing me to get married as I reach my 30s. I was just 22 lol

Anyway, I couldn’t do anything about it. I thought I should not fight it and maybe let them find a guy for me. They did, a handsome man, who was well-off and seemed like a catch, for a straight woman. Oh well, I married the man

However, from day one, things weren’t good. I remember the first time he kissed me and I felt gross and felt even worse when I felt his cock.

No matter what happens, I can never like the feeling.

Freshman gets fucked by a Harvard junior after his formal [FM]

Some background information about me: F19, East Asian, 5’4″, 110 lb, 32B that is apparently well shaped with amazing nipples, pretty sizable ass since I lift and play a college sport, attending a small liberal arts college in boston

About the guy: M21, East Asian, 6’1, toned/kind of lanky, goes to Harvard.

Prior to this encounter, I already met him three times after matching on Tinder. We really hit it off and we had sex the third time we met, which was a week before this event. On a friday evening, my teammates and I decide to have a movie night and watch The Avengers : infinity war (which, by the way, is amazing). I was really hoping that he would text me because for the past two weeks, I went over to his place on a Friday night. In the middle of watching the film, my phone lights up and I get a text from him. I get immediately excited because I was anticipating to hear from him. I knew during that same evening, his dorm was having a formal, so it was probably a late night drunk text for a booty call. I was a little cheesed that he didn’t invite me to his formal, mostly because I wanted to see him in a suit and get fucked afterwards with him in it. I get hit with the classic ‘wyd tn’ text. I respond with ‘you?’ He sends back a blurry picture of himself in a suit and asks me when I’m coming over. We eventually decide that I would come over at 1:30 since his formal ends at 1.