Chapter 11 – [M]y Little [F]ucktoy – Zoom Interrupted

Chapter 11

After our last encounter, Cindy, Ellie, and I went about our normal days. Ellie was off visiting a friend for a few days, so I was focused on getting caught up at work. This morning, Cindy texted: “I’m so horny Jake. I need you. Can you come over?” I looked at my schedule, filled with meetings for most of the morning. “No dice, meetings all day.” She sent a selfie of her pouting. I replied: “Come by at 10. I’m on a meeting where I can be off camera.”

Minutes before ten, I answered the knock at the door. Excitedly, Cindy came bouncing in, her body looking perfect in a tight top and skintight yoga pants. Her nipples popped against the thin fabric, outlining her lack of bra. As she walked by, I turned and slapped her ass hard. Rather than the usual cry of surprise, she just looked me directly in the eyes and smiled: “fuck I need a spanking, bad!” I motioned for her to go to the living area, where I still have a good view as I got signed on via my laptop, which was on the kitchen island.

The Aphrodite Virus Book 1: Part 2 Symptoms [MF] [hyperspermia] [ voyuerism] [squirting]

It had been three days since Greg’s trip to the hospital when he was attacked by a confused woman who kissed him. Her tongue invading his mouth and burrowing into the soft folds of his own tongue and walls of his cheek. What had become known as the Aphrodite Virus in the days since was what the woman who assaulted him was sick with.
And past on to him.
Greg didn’t know for sure if he was infected. He felt fine, had no fever, no compulsive issues or trouble controlling his behavior but in the back of his mind as he watched the tv unfold this story of this highly infectious virus with a 92% infection rate that the woman who kissed him at the hospital was in fact infected…and now he too was infected.
What he couldn’t square away in his mind was the idea that he could be sick with no symptoms and if the news was right…then so was his wife whom he had unprotected sex with that very day after he came home from the hospital. In fact they had made love three times that evening as if they were newly weds again. Once in the shower, then again when they were drying off, and again a few hours later when he was laying in bed and couldn’t sleep. Diana certainly didn’t seem to be showing any symptoms and she should be showing something by now.
What the news had not shared about this virus were the sexual in nature symptoms. As loose in morals as America had become, it was still very much a prude nation and to speak about hyperspermia, priapism, or swelling breasts and wanting women in any kind of way was still not seen as a good thing to do. And these were in fact the symptoms that Greg Miller and his wife were suffering from. Counting the three act production they put on the night of his infection, they had been together a total of seven times.
His cock felt heavier and so did his testes.

Slutty account of 46 Year Old Milf

Anshu read my stories and reached out to me to help publish her story. The below experience is Anshu’s account.

Hi you horny fuckers, this is Anshu. I’m 46 years old now and my body type is like Cory Chase and I look like the innocent aunt next door. But let me be clear, beneath my innocent face I’m an insatiable whore. I’m bloody sure that if I’m alone in a room with a man and if he initiates sex, I will spread my legs. I am that easy to fuck. I am desperate for sex and any time with anyone. I go looking for new dicks every Friday night at clubs and lounges and make sure I get treated like a whore and a slut that I am over the weekend.

I have lost count as to how many men I have fucked and how many dicks have filled my holes over the last 13 years. I am married to a Merchant Navy so you can understand why I’m such a whore. I’m sure my husband fucks whores overseas too so I decided not to be a stupid bitch and deprive myself. We have a son who is in a leading technology college now.

The threesome that changed my life

My wife and I had fantasized a lot about introducing another guy into our sex life. Fantasy led to obsession, and obsession inevitably led to action.

The first time we had a threesome it was with a guy I picked out to meet her. He was in my political science class at school and he was pretty cool.
We had him over one night, and we all hit it off.

We were drinking, and she was bragging about how well she could deepthroat. She was telling him that she could take his whole dick and lick his balls at the same time. I was agreeing and encouraging her. She was easily able to do that to me, and he was about the same height and weight, so I assumed she would be able to do the same to him.

We were all sitting on the couch when it started. Her and I began making out and he joined in, kissing her neck from behind while I kissed her lips. He was massaging her back while I rubbed her tits, and after a minute or two, she turned around and started making out with him.

The Professional Woman: Part Two (One of Two) [MF] [Busty] [Straight Sex]

I sat in my chair as the waiters brought out our plates before us. The appetizers were magnificent. Even though Mark had brought me here under false pretences, I was in complete awe. Then the talking began, and I wanted to throw up all the contents of my stomach.

Mr Crawford or Edward Crawford was doing all the talking, and as usual, all the men around him just nodded their heads or kept repeating what he said, no matter how disgusting or stupid he sounded. It was sickening to watch grown men act like scolded children. Edward was a battle-axe, old, stuck in his ways and never apologized even when he was wrong.

Mark was another one of his “yes men”, as I called the cowards that hung on every word Edward spewed from his mouth. Some people had called Edward a silver fox because of his silver hair. His looks reminded me of the actor Sean Connery. In the few times I have met him, he never said my name, constantly calling me by married name.

“Do you want more?” the waiter asked as he held a bottle of wine.

“Yes,” I nodded.

A Healthy Marriage [MF]

Seated at the head of the table, he’d often look over the faces of his writers room with pride and satisfaction. This was all he ever wanted for so damn long. But, in this moment, all he wanted was his wife.

No, not “wanted”. He was far beyond “want”, and “need”, and “desire”, and the like. Anguish. That was the word. The replayed fantasies, the too frequent trips to the restroom, the lost moments in meetings and conversations, the pants-tenting thoughts, the throbbing. Each one an everyday hazard of being away from that beautiful face of hers, but, today, right fucking now, he anguished for her. He could feel every bit of what he was missing by being here. The bickering between writers that had overtaken the room… compared to the thought of her nails digging into his back.

Unable to resolve their differences on their own, the writers turned to him for resolution. Tempted to admit he hadn’t been listening and unload on them the deviance that had taken precedence, he instead urged them all to “sleep on it” and dismissed the room early. He waited for them all to leave to spare them his forthright erection, but there would be no further delay between him and the woman he desperately needed to fill up.

Fucking a married Arab muslim woman while her husband is gone (m23) (f37) pt2

This is part two to the story I posted earlier

Fucking a married Muslim woman in her home (m23) (f37) from SluttyConfessions

So once we established that I would be spending the night I her husbands place she walked over to the bed and stood over me where I was laying and gave me a kiss. “I wish you could be here every night” I let her kiss me and eventually she reached back down for my cock. Already hard again for her pussy. She began rubbing it and kissing me more. “I wonder how such a hot young stud like you can love an older woman like me” she offend said things like this. I’m not sure if she was insecure or just thought it was sexy. Or maybe both. However I hated when she talked stupid. I grabbed her hand and guided her to sit on me. “For every dumb thing you say I’m gonna fuck you even more” she was now grinding on me slowly. “Maybe I should keep saying stupid things then” she put her olive toned hands on my white abs. Slowly grinding away while she stared and felt my body. I wanted to talk stupid to her back, so I decided to. “I bet your husband never once fucked you as good as I have” she smirked and let out a slight laugh . “Well, you’d be right. You appreciate my body more.” Her face lit up even more with a devious grin “and your cock is way bigger”

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[MF] Mark and Sally Goes on Honeymoon – The Bikini Compromise

Wedding planning for Sally and I was incredibly smooth. We didn’t have any arguments that could be heard on the other side of the country. It helped partly that Sally didn’t have any grand plans and partly because I barely had any plans at all – I was far more concerned about the wedding night. But this story isn’t about that. It’s about the honeymoon which we did bicker about. You see the way I saw it was a honeymoon was a grand vacation – we were going to spend a lot of money so we might as well go somewhere good. Italy? France? All great options. Sally’s view was that it was about relaxing after the wedding: the Caribbean was the perfect spot. After several days of spirited debate we arrived at the Honeymoon Bikini Compromise.

We would spend a week at a resort in the Caribbean. I would get to pack Sally’s swimwear.

I came out on top in that compromise.

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Fucking a married Muslim woman in her home (m23) (f37)

I got locked out of my other Reddit, so I made a new one. Sorry I also forgot the username.

So I had been having sex with this hijabi woman for a few months now. She liked the fact I was younger and her husband never fucked her right. Since I can’t find the other posts I’ll describe her again… shes Arab, she’s about 5’10 with a thick body but not fat. The stomach wasn’t flat a little pudgy but definitely not anything bad. And her assets more than made up for it. Her bra size was possibly FF and her ass cheeks were each like to basketballs. Even bigger. Her skin was a bit olive like. She’s also 37 with long black hair. I am just an average white guy. Roughly 5’9 (yes shorter than her) and have a pretty nice toned body with nice abs. But I have nearly an 8 inch dick as well. I’m also only 23.

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Naughty Bridal party part 07

Chad’s mother Laura was naked in the master bedroom, legs spread, her hands between her thighs, masturbating wantonly, pumping a 9 inch dildo in and out, her ass stuffed with a pleasing jeweled butt plug, fucking herself furiously as her fingertips were teasing her stiff clit. As she wildly pleasured herself, her mind was running the remembrance of her 2 month affair.

The neighbor’s 22 year old son Lance had come home from college for the summer, and she had been checking him out. With her husband’s lack of attention, she was sexually frustrated. Once a week, lights out, missionary position was not even close to how much she needed. Lance was a well built hunk, and the ideas of what that well built body could do to her pushed her beyond the forbidden nature, if anything, it just made it even more tantalizing. She called him up, invited him over and didn’t even try to play coy. When she’d led him to the bedroom and stripped naked, Lance had been surprised and revved up, he noticed that she was in great shape, she was 5’9”, and had been able to keep her weight at 135 pounds. Nice perky nipples atop a 34D chest, that was more than good enough for him. Great curves, a nest of blonde pubic hair between her legs, and a fantastic ass. She’d gasped and mewled with need when he stripped down, and his 9 inch lance rose. He eagerly lay back at her suggestion, she wanted to ride that pole.