[Pt.8] I (m34) fuck my girlfriend (f21) in the shower, right after I fucked her best friend (f22) on the couch.

I wake up and head straight towards my kitchen. I spot my girlfriend’s friend Amber laying on her side on the sofa. she was wearing nothing but a tshirt, her ass cheeks completely visible.  I walk over to her and rub her leg while I lightly bite her exposed butt cheek.  She lets out a small moan, opens her eyes and smiles at me.

“Good morning. ”

I give her a mischievous grin before I pull her butt cheeks apart and lick her asshole.  She moans again and I can feel her shifting her hips. I rub her clit with my thumb as I start wiggling my tongue into her ass. She reaches back and pulls my hair. I push my fingers into her pussy while still rubbing her clit with my other hand, she moans loudly and bites a couch cushion. I’m still wiggling my tongue in her asshole as her legs start to shake and she squirts all over my arm.

I roll her over and sit her up, proping her legs up on the edge of the sofa. I put my middle and ring fingers in her pussy,  I curl my fingers and I start slamming them into her g spot.  Less than ten seconds and she starts screaming.

Her night out

I wake up to the sound of a car pulling off, roll over and check my phone, just after 12. Earlier than expected. I never sleep properly when she isn’t here. The door closes gently and keys hit the kitchen counter …. and then whispering. My heart skips a beat then thunders in my chest. What the fucks going on.

I’m wide awake now and she’s coming up the stairs quickly, a knot builds in my stomach …. what’s wrong. I getting out of bed but she pushes the door open and I pause resting on my elbow. The light from behind frames her curvy figure in her short skirt “Hey darling” she whispers looking down at me “hey angel” I cant see her eyes but her body language says nervous. “What’s going on”

The Workout [MF] [Public] [Teasing]

I have been a personal trainer for almost 5 years now, at the beginning of this year I got a new costumer who quickly became a regular. Her name was Samantha Hart, she was married to a relatively rich business man, but I could tell she was incredibly sexually repressed. She got flustered at the lightest of my touches and admired my body a little too much. I would be lying if I said I hadn’t teased her a bit on our first session but that quickly became the regular. It got me so turned on to toy with her like that, I stored the experiences in my spank bank knowing she did the same.

Today was no different as I waited in the slowly dying down gym, a few people sat on the ellipticals near the back and another trainer had an active couples session going. I knew a yoga class was happening in the other room because the instructor and I were fooling around, I usually took out all my sexual energy on her after these sessions. When I saw Samantha walking towards me excitement bubbled to the surface. She had long strawberry blonde hair a pair of double D breasts stuffed into a sports bra and a set of truly impressive curves. My eyes wandered around her body a smirk on my face.

Naughty student and the corruptible lecturer series 2: All alone in the library (FM) (Long)

The last of the day’s light was streaming through only the upper most windows in the college library as you burned the midnight oil yet again trying to get your creative juices flowing and finish your final designs for this semester. You had been struggling to get your ideas on paper and you couldn’t quite put your finger on it.

You hadn’t stopped thinking about the start of the week when you started something that you were sure you could control or wanted to. You couldn’t stop your mind from wandering back to that day in the office when you saw your favourite professors true colours and loved every second of it. 

It felt like he knew exactly what you wanted and how. You suddenly awaken from your memory when you hear your 2B pencil fall under the table. You had begun absent mindedly rubbing the end of it gently against your clit and dropped it when you pushed it a little bit too far. Your fingers letting the pencil slip from your grasp mid fantasy as the hard ridges of the pencil ground against your clit. You regather your pencil and your composure and decide to concentrate on your project. 

Daddy makes me wear my vibrator to the bookstore, pt. 1 [d/s] [ddlg] [impact] [blowjob]

**All characters are consenting adults**

*BuzzzZZZZZzzzzzZZZZZzzzzz*

“I can do this,” I murmured, under my breath. I pressed my thighs together, and gasped when I realized that it only made it worse. I clenched my eyes shut and took a deep breath.

“What was that, Rae?” he asked, a teasing lilt to his voice.

“N-nothing,” I replied, stammering as the panty vibrator hit another crest in its unpredictable pattern. Rising and falling, strong enough to make me tremble before backing off.

*Curse Lovense. Curse the damn Ferri. Curse me for buying it.*

“Oh, okay. Let’s go,” he says, cheerily. As if my very sanity wasn’t being controlled by the phone in his pocket. I climbed out of the car, smoothing down my short skirt as I did so. He watched me appreciatively, not bothering to disguise his gaze.

I sighed. I had put on the short plaid skirt and knee socks to tease him on our outing. But he had realized my mischief and suggested I wear my new toy as well. “Oh, and I suspect you’ll have to wear underwear,” he’d said, a smirk lifting the corner of his mouth. “It’ll have to attach to something, right?”

Kink club first timers [mf][mff][oral][voyeur]

“I don’t want to be rude, but can I see your tits?” Jennifer asked the petite brunette.
A glance to her left asked the question of it being a good idea. Seeing her husband’s eyes sparkle, she turned back and nodded bashfully as she lifted her tight cotten shirt up over her small perky breasts.

“Wow, they’re perfect! You’re a lucky man to get to suck on those all the time,” the blonde lady announced. Moments ago she had been eyeing this couple at the bar from a few stools down. The lights dim; the playful banter between them glowing around their love for each other.

Jennifer was at a fetish club with her friend Chris, but he was lost in the deep green eyes of the bartender. Moments of gazing at this beautiful couple on the other side of Chris made her fidget on her stool. This woman’s lips pressing against her cocktail glass, her hand caressing his short beard; The man’s laughter, his fingers loitering at the hem of her skirt.

They had green wristbands which indicated that it was ok to approach and are open for conversation, so she gathered her confidence and her drink and walked over.

That time my co-worker needed dick during a shift. [MF]

*Here’s one from my service industry days. How I miss them! As usual, it’s probably a bit long-winded, but 100% true.*

The Wednesday night closing shift at (insert generic American chain restaurant here) started as usual: me running late.

As I rushed in the front door of the restaurant at 4:12pm or so, I noticed my friend (we’ll call her Angela) standing just next to the host stand smiling at me.

Angela was a short, petite brunette with a pixie cut, pale skin and somewhat of an alt-girl look. Small gauges adorned her ears and an eyebrow piercing sat just above her left eye. Not usually the type of girl I would have been into.. but her forward flirting, slim frame, tight ass and small breasts spoke to me on a primal level. I wanted her, but I didn’t know whether she felt the same so I had been playing it cool.

As she opened her mouth to speak, I held up my hand. “I know, I know!”

“You’re late!”, she said with a smirk spreading across her lips.

“Fuck you! You’re not the boss of me!”, I retorted as I slid past her, headed for the back line to beg the manager for forgiveness.

Naughty student and the corruptible lecturer series 2: All alone in the library (FM) (Part 1)

The last of the day’s light was streaming through only the upper most windows in the college library as you burned the midnight oil yet again trying to get your creative juices flowing and finish your final designs for this semester. You had been struggling to get your ideas on paper and you couldn’t quite put your finger on it.

You hadn’t stopped thinking about the start of the week when you [started something](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/lyqey0/naughty_student_and_the_corruptible_lecturer_fm/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share) that you were sure you could control or wanted to. You couldn’t stop your mind from wandering back to that day in the office when you saw your favourite professors true colours and loved every second of it. 

It felt like he knew exactly what you wanted and how. You suddenly awaken from your memory when you hear your 2B pencil fall under the table. You had begun absent mindedly rubbing the end of it gently against your clit and dropped it when you pushed it a little bit too far. Your fingers letting the pencil slip from your grasp mid fantasy as the hard ridges of the pencil ground against your clit. You regather your pencil and your composure and decide to concentrate on your project. 

My life and sexual stories as a small town Indian girl. [F] [FFM]

This is the continution from the part 1. Here we go, the part 2.

The flat where I used to stay was 2 room sharing basis. I used to stay with a girl who was in IT industry too.
We used to cook, watch movies after coming from offices. We used to share almost every secrets. BTW we are straights, so don’t expect lesbian events, lol. She was into datings via tinder and one weekend she told that she has boyfriend now whom she was dating for last months or so. The boy would come Saturday evening and he would stay in her room in night. The boy was handsome and charming, he was from North India.

A quick jog turns into a quick fuck in a mini van with a married man!![FM]

There is a small lake near where I live with a 3 mile loop that is popular with joggers. After eating way too much over the holidays, I decided to go run. Maybe it was due to the near freezing temperature or maybe it’s the holidays, but the loop didn’t have the normal amount of joggers as a normal Sunday.

During the first lap around the lake I was focused on my breathing and cadence, but sometime during second lap I start to notice a cute guy with a full beard trailing me. I knew he wasn’t a runner and I could leave him in the dust if I picked up my pace, instead I decided to slow down and let him catch up and run besides me. We locked eyes, greeted each other and during the run we made some small talk. After another lap, I could tell he was starting to slow down and instead of injuring his ego I asked to stop and decided to stretch.