He asked you to wear a skirt to your movie date. You chose your good brown one, and couldn't help smiling at yourself in the mirror, knowing you looked hot, and that he would find you sexy. He commented on your legs, and you chatted normally until the movie started. The theater was about half full, and you were happy to see you had some privacy, as you settled into the chair.After the first fifteen minutes, he starts to run his fingertips up and down your inner thigh. You bite your lip and smile. You spread your legs slightly, enjoying the tease. His hands slide smoothly under your skirt, and begin to run up and down the edges of your satin panties. You sigh as his fingers trace the lips your pussy through the thin material. You glance about, nervous, but the other theater goers are concentrating on the screen. Within seconds the cloth is wet and your pulse is pounding in your throat. You bite back a moan as his fingers slip under the panties, and begin to caress the soft flesh
His tongue slips inside you, and you moan, glad to be able to cut loose. His hands run up your body, under your shirt, squeezing your breasts.You wish that you had taken off your bra before you got on the hood. He pulls back, and slips his fingers into you, finding all your most sensitive spots.You try to keep from crying out too loudly as you cum again and again. Unlike your single explosive orgasm in the theater, you now just keep having explosion after explosion, one following each other as waves strike the shore, each building on the one before itThe metal beneath you is soon slick with your juices, and you grip the hood tighter to keep from sliding.He steps back, and slips his jeans over his hips. Stepping between your legs, he grasps your ankles and easily slides you down the hood to meet him. Watching your face, he takes his cock in his hand, and begins to slide it over your soaked pussy.He rubs the head over your clit, then slides down and almost slips inside, only to pul
Everyone else had gone home. It was just me and the boss now. Jane Redding wasn't particularly pretty, but I was absolutely hooked. She didn't treat me well, but I went out of my way to be in her presence. I needed to be in her presence.The dominant way she acted and the confident way she carried herself mesmerized me. She was three or four inches taller than me and heavily built without being fat. Her legs and hips looked muscular and strong rather than shapely.Her face had something about it that held my attention. Her eyes held me in a piercing gaze. Her strong jaw and cheekbones seemed to challenge me. I wondered what it would be like to kiss her, but in my fantasies it was me that got kissed. More possessed than kissed. I imagined her mouth clamped over mine, a large hand round the back of my neck holding me in place whilst her tongue took possession of my month. I imagined her tongue filling it, bullying my tongue and stretching for my throat. Even in the freedom of a fan
A submissive to my female boss (2)"Kiss my foot. Show it some love. Breathe in deeply then work your way slowly towards my toes.' The smell was intoxicating. I pursed my lips and kissed as passionately as I could. Instinctively I pushed my tongue out and licked as I kissed, drinking in her sweaty taste. I licked up the sole of her foot. My tongue swirled round from the soft arch to the rougher ball of her foot and into the gaps under her toes. I wanted to gently suck on each wonderful toe, but she arched her foot and pressed her big toe against my lips. They parted at once, to welcome her toe, but she pushed her foot hard into me, stretching my jaw apart.My mouth bulged with her toes, reaching towards my throat. My back arched and I gazed up at her face. She smiled slightly as her eyes bored into mine. My eyes widened as she lifted up her phone and photographed me. The embarrassment flooded through my face like a physical sensation, but my cock was still rock hard and my hips we
A submissive to my female boss (3)Shit!The cleaners! I leapt up and promptly fell over in the dark, my thighs still bound together.I rolled over to the wall and reached up to flick on the light. There were scissors in the first aid kit to cut off the bandages. I frantically packed everything into the bin, not even stopping to wipe the cum from my crack.All I could think of was getting back into my clothes and out of the building before the cleaners arrived.Coming out into the office, my knees were too raw to rest on, so I did a weird hand and foot scramble down the office to my clothes, grateful we had never bothered with CCTV. But my clothes weren't there.Nothing on the floor by her desk but my phone and my keys. She had hidden my clothes.The bitch. The fucking, fucking, incredible bitch. I yanked open her desk draws but no clothes. Tried my desk but nothing. I desperately scanned the room. What was I going to do? How would I get through the glazed reception area and out to m
My mind raced. I'd never handled a butt plug let alone used one. I'd seen them online or in porn videos. Some of them were huge.How big was this going to be? What shape? What about lubricant? Was she giving me that too? What would I use if she didn't?Suddenly she was standing right in front of me and something dark dropped from her hand.'Ten minutes pet or you're going to get punished. Hope you've got it figured out.'In my lap was a dark drawstring bag. I quickly stuffed it in my pocket and headed off to the toilets. As I walked down the office I felt the shape of the contents.My first thought was relief that the plug was a lot smaller than I had been imagining. I closed the toilet door behind me and pulled the bag out of my pocket and pulled it open.The plug was metal, smooth and shiny. T shaped. The bar of the T was about 4cm long, flat with a piece of pink plastic set in it, shaped like a gemstone.The piece going inside was about the length of my index finger. It was shaped
I stared into her eyes. My throat and the back of my tongue made swallowing actions against her big toe.I tried to caress the ball of her foot with the rest of my tongue. I was breathing fast and furiously through my nose.My cock felt like a rod of iron as I thrusted it backwards and forwards through thin air.She shook her head slightly. 'So owned! So primal and needy. I think you would do whatever I asked right now, wouldn't you?' It was so obviously true it didn't need an answer.Slowly, she pulled her foot out of my mouth. I licked and sucked furiously as she did, feeling I should leave no drool on it.'Kneel up straight.' Her eyes dropped to my cock. Just as it had been the first time I'd tried to deep throat her foot, it was achingly hard. It was beyond just pleasurable.I felt like it could actually explode. Precum oozed from sore and sensitive tip.'Have you ever tasted your own cum?''No. No Mrs Redding,''Call me Goddess, and beg me to feed you your cum.'I felt lightheade
My female boss takes control(6)I raised my head back up but didn't look up to her face.I stared straight forward at her knees. I was like an obedient dog standing perfectly still. They weren't elegantly knees. Or particularly shapely legs. Her body, apart from her mammoth breasts, said power and control rather than glamour. I'm not sure how long I held that silent, unflinching pose. It was like a test I was determined to pass.'I gave you ten minutes to insert the plug and return to your seat. You took 27. That's 17 blows. I'll deduct 3, for the number of seconds you held out before cumming at lunchtime. That makes 14. That's the price you have to pay.''I know what you're thinking. It isn't fair. A boy who'd never even put a finger up his arse before was never going to manage a butt plug in ten minutes.''But fairness isn't the issue here. The issue is you doing what I tell you. That's the lesson you have to learn. That's why there's a price to pay. Do you understand pet?''Yes Go
HOW I FÛCKED MY BESTFRIEND'S MOTHER (5)I let out a low grunt. Then, I whimpered softly as she ran a finger on the tip of my dripping cóck head which felt like a raw nerve. Fuckkkk!It felt crazy that I was in this position with Marks mother when he laid next to me, deeply asleep. What if he woke up? I wondered. But I didn't wonder for too long because I soon began to squirm in the bed, moaning as she ran her hand across it."Let's get it nice and wet." She whispered.She began to stroke it again and it felt even better as her hand slid along my now slick cóck."Do you feel good, baby?""Hmm-mm" I groaned into her palm."It sure feels could, but can you jerk yourself off?"Before I could say anything in response, she let go of my cóck and rose to her feet. My heart raced. Then, she shot a quick glance at Mark before she lifted the sheet up, keeping her hand over my face. Next, she leaned over the bed and put her face over my cóck as her mouth opened wide before it. My eyes felt li
How I Fûcked my Bestfriend's mother. (4)••••••"Damn it." I said softly."Because I will, I'll get on my knees and blow your cóck the way those girls at school haven't learned how to yet. You ready for that Steven, you ready to fûck a real woman?"Was this really happening? A part of me was waiting to wake up in the small twin bed Mark had set up for me in his room with a raging hard on. Another nasty dream about Melanie, the red hot milf. But her hand in my hair felt real and so did her hot breath on my neck."I've been waiting for you Steven. I told myself that the next time I saw you, I would do what I wanted to do last year. Well, here you are in my house, looking damn good, better than ever. Honey, I want to take you for a long hard ride. That is if you want to?"Her lips pressed against my neck and I heard a pathetic whimpering sound and blushed when I realized it was coming from me."Ohh, I like that." She purred, "That just from a kiss? What are you going to sound like when
(How I Fûcked my Bestfriend's mother -3)LATER THAT EVENING"Fuck!" Mark yelled, "Watch out for that...""Goddamn it!" I exclaimed while watching our guys get blown up in their jeep, "How the hell did he still have anything left in that tank?""Maybe he found ammo." He sighed, disgustedly putting his controller down and taking a swig of Mountain Dew, "That's the third time these idiots beat us.""No, kidding, what the hell are they, professional mercenaries?" I removed my headset not caring if the clowns we were playing heard me or not."Nah, he said they just have no lives." Mark laughed listening to them talk on his headset, "They want to know if we want to play together with them in a four on four.""Yeahh, sure." I said, "But I need to take a leak and give my eyes a couple of minutes off.""Sure, just give us a few." Mark said, then leaning back in the old car seat he had gotten at the scrap yard and used as a gaming chair. Then, he started playing a solo game."Man, don't you eve
HOW I FÛCKED MY BESTFRIEND'S MOTHER (2)I remembered countless nights of sleeping over, sitting on the floor of the living room, watching movies or playing video games while sneaking furtive glances at Melanie. She would lie on the couch, either watching TV with us or reading.She never dressed provocatively, but she had no issue wearing shorts that emphasized the word short or the little dresses she wore when she went to sit by the beach—dresses she would often leave on when she came home.Melanie was a dance instructor and had the legs to prove it. My eyes would run up and down those legs, imagining my tongue doing the same. At night, when I knew Mark was asleep, I would slip into the bathroom and jerk off, thinking about those legs—as well as her lips—wrapped around me.I hadn't seen Melanie in nearly a year. While at school, my fantasies had shifted to the numerous hot young coeds I saw every day. But after less than five minutes of staring at her ass, I was reminded why she had
(A young man has a late night encounter with his bestfriend's mother)I was nineteen years old. A legal adult. I’d survived a year of college two thousand miles away, managed my own schedule, did my own laundry, and didn’t starve to death. And yet, according to my parents, I still couldn’t be trusted to stay home alone for two damn weeks. Ridiculous. With an annoyed sigh, I stuffed the last of my clothes into the suitcase and yanked the zipper shut. My smaller bag—packed with essentials like my iPod, Samsung tablet, and a couple of books—sat next to it, mocking me. Two weeks of exile at my grandparents’ house. Two weeks of early dinners, nosy questions, and no freedom. And for what? Because my parents thought I’d throw a massive house party the second they left for their cruise? Like I had an endless supply of girls just waiting to flood through the front door? Please. I hadn’t even been back long enough to reconnect with anyone. Chelsea and I had broken up two months before t
Have you ever been fucked in the most random place ever?If so, then let me tell you a quick story of how I became the personal slut for my colleague at college.Don't judge me!******(This morning)So, we have 15 minutes between classes, but he's persistent.He grabs my hand and pulls me into the men's room on the third floor of the physics building."This is crazy," I whisper, my heart pounding. "We're gonna get caught!""Nobody ever comes up here," he murmurs, his lips already dangerously close to mine. "Besides, I know you want it..."He knows I'm a horny little slut. Fuckkk. He knew I wanted his cock in me.Our backpacks hit the floor. He pins me against the wall, his mouth crashing into mine, his tongue teasing, demanding. He knows I like it rough. He knows every little trick to drive me insane.I can feel the hard line of his cóck through his jeans as he grinds against me.He grabs my butt and my tîts, teasing my nîpples through my tee shirt.He takes my hair out of my ponytai
Fucked by the sperm donor (6)Andrew cupped her breasts, his gaze dark with hunger. They were just as he had imagined—full and soft, with stiff pink nipples that stood like tiny pencil erasers, begging for his attention.Lily gasped as Andrew's lips found her skin, his slow assault beginning with teasing kisses and firm strokes. Her body tingled, anticipation curling in her belly as she looked down at his dark lips enveloping her sensitive peaks.Andrew enjoyed playing with his prey. He was experienced—his body count easily exceeded a hundred women—but Lily, of course, didn’t know that. His health checks were all clear, not that she thought to ask.He had a thing for white women, and the thought of planting his seed inside this loving wife made his blood rush south. Still, he knew he had to pace himself, to hold back and be respectful—at least for now."Sorry," he murmured against her skin. "This will be a lot easier if we're both turned on."Lily bit her lip. She was nervous, but her
Lily fucks the sperm donor (5)The drive to Andrew’s apartment passed in a blur. Lily’s mind raced, uncertainty hanging heavy in the air. Janine, full of energy, tried to keep things light.“I can’t believe we’re actually doing this! It’s going to be wild.”“Yeah, wild,” Lily echoed, her heart pounding. “Let’s just hope it doesn’t get too crazy.”Janine laughed and nudged her. “You’ll be fine. You’re in control.”When they arrived, Janine led the way. They rode the elevator in silence, tension thick between them. As they reached Andrew’s floor, Janine turned to Lily, her expression serious.“I’ll be in the living room. Knock if you need anything. You got this, Lil.”Lily nodded, took a deep breath, and walked to Andrew’s door. Her nerves fluttered as she knocked. A moment later, the door swung open. Andrew stood there in a fitted T-shirt and jeans, his dark hair slightly messy, a warm smile on his face.“Lily,” he greeted, stepping aside. “Great to finally meet you.”“Hi, Andrew.” She
Lily fucks the sperm donor (4)“Of course,” he said, sitting next to her on the bed. “What’s up?”Lily took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the moment. “You remember how we talked about alternative options? Well... Janine and I discussed something that might help us.”David’s expression shifted, a mix of curiosity and apprehension flashing across his face. “What do you mean? Did you find another doctor?”“No, it’s not about a doctor,” she began, trying to gauge his reaction. “It’s about a donor.”“A donor?” he echoed, his voice edged with confusion. “What do you mean?”“Janine has a friend,” she explained carefully, pulling her phone back into her lap and scrolling to the photos. “His name is Andrew. He’s successful, healthy, and... well, he’s quite attractive.”Lily hesitated, watching David’s brow furrow deeper as she pulled up the pictures. “He’s a stockbroker, and I thought you might want to see for yourself.”She held her phone out to him, and David took it, his eyes scannin