My sons’ girlfriends’ sluty friends(19). Pt4

It had been over a week since my encounters with a couple of 19yr olds. I’m haven’t seen or heard from either one of them and I’m sort of glad. I’m not sure I can keep up with one let alone two young ladies and plus, I ready don’t want to deal with younger women. I was hoping it was a one time fling and be done with them.

I went for a walk on a 2 mile loop that went by a river and through some fields and woods. I heard someone running behind me so I moved over. As the person passed me, I felt a smack on my ass.

“Hey Mr. R. Looking good.”

It was Sky. She spanked my ass and kept going. It startled me then made me a little nervous. Believe it or not, I really wanted her to keep running and leave me alone.

I was about half way through my second lap when I heard someone running up behind me. When they got beside me, they stopped. It was Sky.

“Beautiful day to be out in the outdoors. I love running here. Do you come here often?”

Forgotten appointment MF, CNC, Caution!

Trigger warning: This story is CNC based. Do not read further if you are not interested in consent non-consent!!

The weather had finally broke, my mood had lifted and I was going to be productive today. I slid on my favorite sundress and opened all the windows and the back French doors to let in the sea breezes and country air. I loved the smell of the salt water wafting in. I put on my workout mix tunes as loud as I could as I started dancing around the kitchen making some bread for dinner tonight. I was going to be making chicken cordon blue for my husband. I was hoping it would put him in the mood.

I had forgotten about the sexting I had done with some guy. I mean I stopped when my husband almost read a text. He was finally on board with having kids, I didn’t need to screw anything up now. As Dropkick Murphy came on movement caught my eye and I dropped the eggs I was carrying. There you were, the guy from the internet. How did you get in my house, how did you even know where I lived? Did I give you my address? My brain was trying to figure it all out as you came toward me.

I [M] 35 fucked the hottest [F] 26 at my cockblocking robot of a friends party

*a boring backstory* scroll down for sexy bits

Also my first story to here so go easy on
me for not being the best writer.

Growing up I had mostly been in fairly sex positive friends groups. Which developed my sense of freedom both from a sexual standpoint and from a humanitarian place as well. As time went on and interests change it seems friends also change. I live in an extremely competitive area of the country and this extends to all things…. Money, status, houses, and most of all it seems the ultimate trophy is a hot mate. This makes it all incredibly hard to have solid guy friends as most of them are jealous cock blocking robots with the intention of making you look like shit. Basically the exact opposite of a wingman.

2 years ago I met a particularly nice seeming guy friend and me and him quickly hit it off. I told him lots about my personal life and I soon found out that his nice guy facade was exactly that… smoke and mirrors.

My wife’s [F] first lesbian experience [Les]

Appreciate all the love for my retellings of my wife’s past experiences (there’s still loads more to come). I couldn’t decide which one to tell next so thought I would tell the first time she went all the way with a girl.

So, Lucy was never really into girls growing up but when she was 19 she started to get a little curious after kissing a few girls on nights out. One of her housemates at the time, Sophie, was openly gay and when Lucy became curious she began to look at Sophie a bit differently. Sophie was quite attractive. Dark hair, brown eyes large E cup breasts, a little overweight but curvy in quite a sexy way.

One night out drunk they start kissing in a club and both get into it more on more till they are in the back of a taxi heading home making out all the way. It turns out Sophie had always had a massive crush on Lucy but had never made a move as she thought Lucy was straight. As soon as Lucy showed an interest she jumped at the opportunity.

The entire A-Team [F]inally has so[M]e [F]un – the next morning

This post came about after strange coincidences. Last Saturday I received a message from a Redditor asking me about two posts too old to comment on (below). I also received an email that I had to log into m Yahoo email account or it will be deactivated. To be honest – I actually forgot I still had it, so I reset the password and logged into the account. The bulk of the mails were spam, but one stood out – Hi Alli, Annie here – how are you? in the subject line.

I called Annie a few months ago but her number wasn’t valid any more. Since we now live quite far apart it would be a mission to connect. In the email she said she had lots to share and gave me her new number and I called her right away. We spent a long time catching up and she said the fun we had together will always be remembered as the best in her life. I told her about the Reddit account and she was initially not very happy, but I said she’s welcome to read my posts and if she feels I should I will delete them.

Three Little Whores Forced To The Edge part 3 [bondage] [lesbian] [forced] [captured]

Three Little Whores forced To The Edge Part 3

Part 3/4 [Choose your faith]

Three hours had passed and no Ellas was seen, the fucking machine had stopped since it had been on a timer. After five hours Ella rushed back into the room.

“I’m so sorry I got caught up in something, we are going to have to make up all the time we have lost. But on the plus side you all must be well rested”

She smirked and looked at Jessica, her pussy was red as an apple and underneath her a pool of saliva, cum and lube had been formed. Ella walked into room 1 and when she got inside Elena scremed and Jumped onto her. She clawed at Ellas skin, tried to kick and bite her. She scraped at her eyes and succeded in making her bleed on her cheek but one hit to the stomach from Ella and Elenas escape attempts flew away as she fell to the floor in agony.

“I didn’t think you had such powers left, my misstake entirely. Since you won the competition I’m not going to punish you to much”

Three Little Whores Forced To The Edge part 3 [bondage] [lesbian] [forced] [captured]

Three Little Whores forced To The Edge Part 3

Part 3/4 [Choose your faith]

Three hours had passed and no Ellas was seen, the fucking machine had stopped since it had been on a timer. After five hours Ella rushed back into the room.

“I’m so sorry I got caught up in something, we are going to have to make up all the time we have lost. But on the plus side you all must be well rested”

She smirked and looked at Jessica, her pussy was red as an apple and underneath her a pool of saliva, cum and lube had been formed. Ella walked into room 1 and when she got inside Elena scremed and Jumped onto her. She clawed at Ellas skin, tried to kick and bite her. She scraped at her eyes and succeded in making her bleed on her cheek but one hit to the stomach from Ella and Elenas escape attempts flew away as she fell to the floor in agony.

“I didn’t think you had such powers left, my misstake entirely. Since you won the competition I’m not going to punish you to much”

Three Little Whores Forced To The Edge part 2 [bondage] [lesbian] [forced] [captured]

Three Little Whores Pushed To The Edge

Part 2 [how long can you endure]

Ella grabbed a few things from her desk and opened the door and walked out. They all lied there for a while just staring at the ceiling, All that was heard was the sound of the ventilation and Elenas small sobbs

“Click, click, click”

Their restraints loosened and all of them could get up from the chairs. Elena ran towards Dina and as they all hugged they felt a bit relieved.

Jessica looked around the room she didn’t see their clothes but a small rag was hanging from a sink and after she had wiped all saliva from her chest she noticed how wet she was, she quickly wiped at her pussy not to let the other thing she enjoyed this. She gave the towel to Elena, Elena nodded gratefully and started wiping away the puke from her perky tits. Wiping them hurt since they where solid as rocks. Her troath hurt with every breath so it was kinda lucky that the gags prevented them from speaking since she couldn’t imagine the pain.

Best Friend’s Girl: Part Two (Two of Two) [MF] [Straight Sex] [Interracial] [Busty] [Huge Boobs]

“Well you can stay in your old room tonight. It will give her time to calm down,” I said as we settled in the back of the cab.

She nodded that it was just as cold inside as it was outside. I told the driver where to go and paid half the fare upfront as it was the right thing to do.

I opened the door to the apartment and waved the cab driver goodbye. It was nice of him to watch us get into the apartment, but with the big tip I gave him, I am sure he thought it was only right.

She quickly walked over to the heating unit and dialed it up.

“Sheesh it’s like a morgue in here!” Roxy said shivering.

She went to the fridge and poured herself a drink.

“You just don’t like the cold,” I said as we sat in the small kitchen.

She got up and took the jacket off as well as her small blazer revealing the keyhole cut in her dress. I had seen it most of the night, but now in the light, her cleavage was just too much.

Best Friend’s Girl: Part Two (One of Two) [MF] [Straight Sex] [Interracial] [Huge Boobs] [Busty]

It has been just over six months now since Chris walked out. I would like to say it has been for the best and that we had worked things out. But that would be a lie.

Chris moved back to Florida, for a while he had moved back in with his mom, but then he found a new girlfriend then moved out with her. Roxy, his ex-girlfriend, moved out of the apartment two weeks after Chris had left. I see her now and then. She still works at the rock place we had all went out to for dinner the night before he left.

It seems like only yesterday we were all together in this apartment. But that’s how memories are right?

We can remember things that happened years ago, just as vivid and just as intense as if they happened just moments ago.

I blame myself a lot for Chris leaving. If I hadn’t talked to him about setting himself straight, maybe he would have stayed and maybe our friendship wouldn’t have fallen apart. But that’s a lot of maybes.

Now I have to deal with the present.