I drew in a sharp breath and looked at him. He winced. "So, that's a no?" He askedI took another gulp of beer. "Look, Elijah, "i started to say . " Dude... look. Getting your dick is one thing. But fucking a pussy... Elijah, it's not the same, yeah?""Yeah, I didn't mean tonight." He said slowly. "I realise there's a bit of work involved...""Hell, yes. We need to use some lube, and then you have to go slow and look out for me because my ass needs a bit more time to take in your c*ck than a pûssy, and...""I think you're hot." Elijah interrupted me as he met my confused stare, "I'm not trying to trick myself into thinking I'm with a woman if that's what you're worried about."Sex with a straight guy was definitely shitty. "Alright, I'm also worried that you might be rough" I said. Elijah smirked. "Whatever, little slut. I know you like it rough." I grinned."There's the kind of rough that could hurt me, and another that could bring me pleasure." I said, clearing my throat. "Eli,
CONTINUATION: MY BESTFRIEND WANTS ME TO SUCK HIS DÎCK "Eli." I moved his hand. "Call me little again and I will bite down on your dick so hard that I'll break it in half." He winced. "Sorry, Gid. Just teasing.""I know." He looked at me and back at his shirt. He peeled it off with a sigh. "Thanks for that." He whined as he threw it in the ground."I'll make it up to you." I grinned."Yeah. Give us a minute yeah? Come here." He gestured for me to join him lying down, moving his arm as though I was gonna tuck myself in there. I laughed. "Cuddling? I'm good." Elijah's face fell. I nudged his ribs."You keep acting like I'm some girly one night stand. I'll grab us a beer."Elijah nodded and sat up. He still looked disappointed.I stood up and stretched out before heading to grab us the beer. He was watching me as I moved, and I grinned. I couldn't believe that I had basically converted my dumb straight football bro with the power of my mouth alone.I strutted into the kitchen and op
Continuation: My bestfriend wants me to suck his dîck. "Eli." I said, pulling out some lube as I knelt between his legs again. I raised my eyebrows at him. "Can't believe you were about to go in dry."He blushed."Maybe you take the lead here." He mumbled. "It's possible watching porn hasn't entirely prepared me for the real thing.""Well I certainly don't moan like Armond Rizzo." I said. He laughed. "Good- I usually have to mute him halfway through." I grinned as I watched him roll the condom on and started to work myself open.Elijah watched me as I knelt between his legs, my arm reaching behind me. I moaned as I fingered myself, closing my eyes and letting my need to be filled take over... and I felt Elijah's hand caress my cheek. I looked up at him."Can I?"I blinked."Huh?""Can I..." He moved his hands over my shoulders and looked at me. His eyes were filled with lust and he was breathing heavy. I couldn't quite read his intent and I frowned at him.He rolled his eyes and pu
Continuation: My bestfriend asks me to suck his dîck..Three weeks laterElijah picked me up when I answered the door and swung me round before throwing both of us on the couch and kissing me hungrily. I responded without thinking.A hot guy sweeps you off your feet and starts kissing you so deep your toes tingle and you're meant to ignore that? I melted into him.He pushed my hair off my face and smiled at me."Missed you." My stomach lurched. I sat up."Babe, we..." I suddenly blushed and stumbled on my words. I glanced at Elijah.Je touched my knee."You ok?" He asked. I looked at him. That had slipped out so easily. Did I call him that often?"When did I start calling you babe?" I wondered out loud. Elijah smiled a little."A few weeks ago." He said. I swallowed. I suddenly felt tongue tied. I had a plan going into this- but it suddenly didn't sit right. I felt my tongue grow heavy as I tried to move forward."We need to talk." I said slowly. Elijah took my hand."Yeah." He said s
My name is Eric and I was a core team member on a marketing group.During COVID, I stopped going into the office and had been having video-conference meetings using Zoom. As a team member, I participated in the Zoom calls which took place on a weekly basis, usually in the morning on a weekday. There were five men and two women on the team.My wife, Edie and I lived in a condo in a suburb that was was a thirty-minute drive from work. She worked during the day at the hospital where she was a nurse, hence, she was usually not home when we had our Zoom call.One week, Edie had the day off during my work video conference. I was sitting in the den, facing the camera phone, with the door to the den behind me. I was focused on the cameras showing the other participants in the meeting and the documents that formed the basis of our discussions.Suddenly, the other people in the meeting stopped talking and just stared. I wondered what was up until I caught a glimpse of my own camera.Behind me,
Continuation : A flash of tîts."I didn't mean funny," I said, narrowing my eyes as she giggled. "Just no fooling around."She smirked, her lips curving mischievously, and rolled onto her side, pulling the blanket higher over her shoulder. "We'll see," she teased, her voice soft and playful before pretending to drift back to sleep.The conference was scheduled to start at nine, and I was already running through my mental checklist. By the time it began, we were knee-deep in the agenda. Shelton, as usual, droned on about the plans for next year. My focus stayed on the charts being shared, though I occasionally glanced at the camera feed to ensure I was still in frame.Everyone else on the call seemed unusually restless while I spoke. Something felt off. A faint rustling sound in the room caught my attention. I turned slightly—and froze.Edie was in the background, dusting with exaggerated flair, dressed head-to-toe in a red Santa ensemble: a short coat trimmed with white fur, matching
Continuation: A flash of tîts When I sauntered into the bedroom, that confident grin was still lingering on her face. She was sprawled on the bed, propped up on one elbow, the soft glow of the bedside lamp accentuating her curves.The Santa hat tilted slightly to one side, her necklace resting perfectly between her breasts, and those red booties on her feet gave her an irresistibly playful yet seductive look.She arched a brow when she saw me enter, her voice low and sultry. “Took you long enough. I’ve been waiting.”I closed the door behind me and leaned against it for a moment, taking her in. “You really outdid yourself today. You know that, right?”She laughed softly, the sound warm and inviting. “You should’ve seen the look on your face. Priceless. You’re lucky they loved it.” She stretched, her body a perfect blend of elegance and sensuality, and then added, “Now, come here.”I didn’t need to be told twice.The next hour was a blur.Later, as we lay tangled in the sheets, she tr
I walked into my dorm room and sighed in relief.It smelled like beer, sweat and sex, but at least it was quiet. It was Friday night and my roommate Matt went out earlier with his girlfriend Sandra.They liked to party heavily, especially on the weekend. They also both liked to fûck like rabbits when they got back from a night out and usually they were so drunk they didn't care if they had an audience or not, or more likely, didn't notice.The good news was that they tended to get it over with fast and pass out.I glanced at Matt's bed after I shut the door. He and his girlfriend were both naked and unconscious as expected. They were both somewhat covered, but the blanket and sheet were twisted, leaving plenty to see.I have to admit I took a few moments to appreciate the sight of Sandra's partially covered breast. It was far larger than any I'd ever seen in real life.It was too bad we didn't get along better, not that it mattered. She was Matt's girl.Sandra wasn't anything like the
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
Lily fucks the sperm donor (3)Lily and Janine had been inseparable since college. Freshman roommates in a cramped dorm, they’d stuck together through everything—bad breakups, late-night study sessions, and all the little triumphs that had shaped them into the women they were now.But even with their bond, they had always been different. Lily was the planner, the one who needed life to follow a clear, logical path. The career, the house, the husband. And then, the family. It was how things were supposed to go.Janine, on the other hand, had never lived by a blueprint. She built a solid career but thrived on unpredictability. Spontaneous trips, dating with no expectations, living on her own terms. It was thrilling most of the time. But in the quiet moments, when she lay in bed alone with nothing but her thoughts, she wondered what it would feel like to have something steady. A home. A partner. Not just passion, but permanence. She’d never say it out loud, but a part of her envied Lily’
Lily fucks the sperm donor (2)Lily’s mind raced as she tried to process what Dr. Simons was saying. Choosing a donor in a setting that felt safe, without the crushing expense of IVF, sounded almost like a relief. But it came with its own complications and uncertainties.Dr. Simons seemed to sense their hesitation. "This isn’t an easy suggestion, and I only bring it up because I want you to know all of your options. You wouldn’t be the first couple to consider it, and I can oversee the process—medically, emotionally, even with counseling if needed. But it’s a deeply personal choice, and I want you both to be completely comfortable, whatever you decide."Lily turned to David, searching his face for any sign of what he was feeling. His jaw was tight, his gaze fixed on the floor as he absorbed the weight of the suggestion.“We’d… need time to think,” David finally said, his voice low. “This isn’t something we ever expected to face.”“Of course,” Dr. Simons replied gently. “I’m here for a
Lily and David had been trying for a baby for over a year, and each month that passed without a positive test felt like another question mark hanging over them. They had finally decided to see a specialist, hoping for clarity—hoping that maybe it was just a simple issue of timing.When they arrived at Dr. Simons’ office, the waiting room was bright and serene, but both of them sat in silence, trying to steady their nerves. David, always the optimist, broke the silence first, giving Lily’s hand a squeeze.“Maybe we’re just overthinking this,” he said. “People go years without getting it right, then—boom—pregnant.”Lily forced a smile, though inside, she felt the weight of her fears. What if it wasn’t that simple?Soon, Dr. Simons, a kind-eyed woman with a warm smile, stepped into the waiting room and called them back. In her office, she gestured for them to sit, settling in across from them with a comforting, steady presence.“I know this process can feel overwhelming,” she began, “but
A crazy game of truth or dare (22)Ryan laughed. "It's too late to be shy, Love. I watched the whole thing from up there.' He said. Emma looked up and saw the walls of the cubicle weren't that high. He could easily watch by standing on the toilet, which is exactly what he'd done after he'd followed them from the bar and snuck in afterwards.'Ryan, I'm leaving now, could you please leave so I can get dressed?''Nah, I'm not done with you yet, put it in your mouth!'. As he locked the door and dropped his trousers, and his cock sprang out. She looked up at him, and realized that his muscular frame looked even bigger from where she was.There was no escape.She was locked in a cubicle with a man twice her size between her and the door. There was no use in screaming for help having deliberately picked a bathroom away from everyone.Looking at his cock bouncing Infront of her, she took him into her mouth.'Yeah that's it you fucking slut, you like sucking cock don't you?'Not wanting to
A crazy game of truth or dare (21)"You always look like a slut, Emma—with your big hair and your fake tits. You dress like a slut. Does Sarah dress like you? No. She dresses like a good wife. That’s why she’s at home right now, being a good wife."Emma didn't think she dressed slutty. She always tried to look nice, so she’d never go without heels or boots. She was happy with her body—not in a cocky way, just content with how she looked. She had a nice wardrobe full of clothes she felt good in. She didn’t think that made her a slut."And as for what you and Jason do, well, I’m making my own stories with you now, aren’t I?" Rob laughed, gripping her hair and yanking her head back."Open your mouth, slut."Emma obeyed as he held her tightly in his grip, then spit into her open mouth."You’re a fucking wank fantasy, Emma. Nothing more. I have no emotions in this. So if it becomes too much hassle or hard work? If it gets boring? I’ll move on to someone else. And rest assured, the moment