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Kerri and Me Pt 1 [F][F]

Part 1.

This is likely to be a strange story, but it is, well almost, completely true. Names and locations are changed to protect the guilty and who cares about innocence?

I’m Mindy. I am married to Don, with a daughter, Charvi, now nineteen and a son Jax, now sixteen. But this is more about Kerri and me. Later it is about Jules and Charvi as well.

On her first day at Junior High, Charvi met Jules, Julie-Ann, and they have been friends ever since. Over the course of the next few years, Don and I seemed to be running in to Kerri and then husband, Bill, fairly frequently. Kerri I really liked, Bill – well, not. Bill was loud and domineering, an asshole truthfully. Don’t get me wrong, he had a lot of good things about him, he was very skilled at his work, apparently, he was also a great provider. After the divorce, he really did step up and take care of Jules, although, like the asshole he is, he made it clear he wasn’t interested in supporting Kerri until she got on her feet. Read more »

[FM] Just one of the times I’ve been caught

Hi there GWS. I’m new around here and thought I would share a story about the time I got caught sitting on a cock while housesitting for family.

This was three years ago. My aunt and uncle (both police officers) were going out of state asked me to stay at their house and take care of their dogs for two weeks since they couldn’t board them at their regular kennel for some reason I honestly can’t remember. It was around this time of year, so roughly 15,000 degrees outside with 300% humidity and these people have a super awesome pool so suffice it to say I was really looking forward to it, especially because I knew I’d be getting paid really well for it, at their insistence. As a broke student still living at home, it was a great gig. Read more »

[FFm] [inc] Son Brings a Cougar Home to Mommy

The heat of the July day was fading into a cool evening. A soft breeze carried the scent of lilac bushes through the open window next to me as I sat on the large leather couch in my front room greedily reading my newest trashy romance. Ever since my divorce 5 years ago, the pressures of being a mother and bread-winner have reduced my sex life to this tacky erotica and, of course, my son Eric.

Eric is 22 years old and just graduated with a degree in Communications. He’s staying with me this summer before he enters the “real” world. I know most people would think it was monstrous or abusive, but ever since his father and I split, our relationship has been more than an average mother and son. At first, I wanted to make sure that he would know how to treat a woman properly, something the other men in my life have consistently failed to do, but it grew to be so much more.

I’m only forty-three myself, and I take very good care of myself. I love the feeling of turning heads of men half my age, and teasing Eric’s friends has always been a favorite pastime of mine. No harm in letting a little nip slip just to make a teenager squirm a bit, I always feel. Read more »

Netflix and [spanking] [MF]

You can feel my heart beating rhythmically through your cheek as it rests on my chest. You can feel my arm wrapped around you, my fingers lightly caressing your shoulder. My touch sends a tingle down your arm. The movie on the bedroom television is a discussing the 50 shades of grey books, and outlining how they are a mockery of the BDSM culture and generally terribly written. A women, a proprietor of some sex shop by the look of it, is describing the six hundred-odd percent increase in sales that followed the release of the trilogy. She describes an anecdote where an eighty year-old woman came in and purchased her first vibrator.

“That’s both amazing and revolting at the same time” I exclaim.

“I think it’s sort of sweet” you argue, “that little old lady is finally able to ignore the stigma and take her pleasure into her own hands in a new and exciting way.”

“Don’t get me wrong,” I start, “I think it’s wonderful that she was influenced to seek out her own happiness, but the idea of an eighty year-old masturbating isn’t what I would consider arousing.” Read more »

The Don: Chapter 1 [MFf] [nc]

The Don

Present Day:

I out the window to see a black BMW pull up outside. A man dressed in a sharp suit climbed out and started making his way toward the front door, briefcase in hand with his Blackberry pressed to his ear. He had a look on his face that told me he was not having a good night. It was about to get worse.

My attention was drawn away from the screen as the blonde head begging up and down in my lap started gagging. I yanked it up by the ponytail attached to the back of it. Her face was a mess. The red lipstick she had worn to dinner was smeared across her lips and I imagined it was smeared across my cock as well. Black tears of eye makeup ran down her cheeks as they puffed in and out quickly while she fought to regain her breath. I couldn’t tell whether the tears were caused by my 9 inch cock that she was struggling to engulf or the fear f what was about to happen to her. I looked into her bright, blue eyes. Read more »

The Don: Chapter 1 [MFf] [nc]

The Don

Present Day:

I out the window to see a black BMW pull up outside. A man dressed in a sharp suit climbed out and started making his way toward the front door, briefcase in hand with his Blackberry pressed to his ear. He had a look on his face that told me he was not having a good night. It was about to get worse.

My attention was drawn away from the screen as the blonde head begging up and down in my lap started gagging. I yanked it up by the ponytail attached to the back of it. Her face was a mess. The red lipstick she had worn to dinner was smeared across her lips and I imagined it was smeared across my cock as well. Black tears of eye makeup ran down her cheeks as they puffed in and out quickly while she fought to regain her breath. I couldn’t tell whether the tears were caused by my 9 inch cock that she was struggling to engulf or the fear f what was about to happen to her. I looked into her bright, blue eyes. Read more »

Coffee Shop Teasing [MF] [public]

Hello my lovelies, whilst I’m new to posting on Reddit I’m not new to having adventures or fantasising about future ones. I’d like to share one with you now and if you like what you read then maybe I’ll share more ;-)

First off, a bit of backstory – if you’re not into fluff then you can skip on ahead to the next paragraph for the juicy bits! I’m in my (very) early 30’s, I have long red hair and sumptuous curves. I very much enjoy wearing vintage clothing, down to the underwear including nude seamed stockings and suspender belts, which is where my story begins;

So on a particularly windy day I was wearing my signature seamed stockings with a loose fitting swing dress and high heels. Walking down a quiet-ish street I swiftly regretted my choice of no knickers when the first gust of wind lifted my skirt exposing my smoothly waxed nakedness, although I did very much enjoy the rush of adrenaline as I hurriedly patted my dress down. Read more »

On a Hot Day [MF]

It’s a hot day. We’re resting on the couch. I’m wearing a rose-colored silk nightgown and you’re in your underwear. I slide off the couch and stand up in front of you. I turn around with my back facing you. *There’s something unmistakably arousing about turning around, knowing your eyes are on me.*

I slide the straps off my shoulders and the nightgown falls to my ankles. *I like feeling silk slide on my skin; it makes my hair stand on end.*

I’m not wearing anything underneath except thin black lace panties. I bend over and step outside my gown.

I feel your hands grab my waist from behind but instead I pull you up and off the couch.

We stand close together and your hand grazes my thigh, gliding upwards. You feel my breast, gently massaging it. *You know I like your gentle hands caressing me.*

I remove your underwear and lay you on the floor. I insert my index finger into your mouth and explore your mouth. Your lips roll over it and let go of my finger reluctantly. I take my finger and trace my lips with it. Read more »

My Grocery Shopping Took A Very Orgasmic Turn of Events [MF]

So let me tell you a little story, about an incredible experience I had last Saturday. First a bit about me. I am an average looking mid-30’s, mid-level business manager. Around 5’10, 175lbs, not fat, but not super muscular. Blue eyes, short brown hair, clean shaven. Basically a dime a dozen, nothing special, suburban guy. I’m a single dad of two pre-teens, holding down my career and trying to raise my kids, which doesn’t leave a lot of time for friends and relationships. Heck it doesn’t leave a lot of time for much of anything. So, every other Saturday, when the kids are with their mom, I go do my grocery shopping for the next couple of weeks.

This was one of those Saturdays. After dropping the kids off, I headed over to my local Costco store. It was around 11:15am, and I was running a bit behind, as I usually like to get there right as they open to avoid the crazy Saturday crowds. Since I was already running behind, I decided to stop at Chipotle in the parking lot before going into Costco. At least then I wouldn’t go shopping hungry, which is always a really bad idea. Read more »