A crazy game of truth or dare (9)Emma moaned around him, heat flooding her cheeks again. The way they talked about her, over her, like she wasn’t even part of the conversation—it was doing something to her. Something dangerous. Something addictive.Tony bent down to grab his pants, his fingers shaking a little as he pulled them back up. He noticed Emma glance at him, and he smiled awkwardly. “You’re incredible,” he said, reaching out to offer his hand.Rob let her off his cock for a moment, giving her a chance to breathe. “Go on,” he smirked. “Say goodbye properly.”Emma swallowed hard, then took Tony’s hand. He pulled her up beside him, still half-naked in nothing but her heels and the thin scrap of a thong. Tony looked at her like he still couldn’t believe what had just happened. Then his eyes dropped to her chest and he gave in to the urge, cupping one of her breasts with a groan.Rob grabbed his phone again, switching to video mode. “Smile for the camera, babe.”Emma did as she w
A crazy game of truth or dare (10)Rob fucked Emma two more times after Tony had left, before finally going to bed in the spare room.The following day was a little awkward for everyone. Having had sex with two men last night while her husband was passed out upstairs, Emma was quite rightly riddled with guilt. She tried her best to stay calm and act normal.Rob had the best night of his life but didn’t want Jason to suspect a thing. Jason, on the other hand, was dealing with a terrible hangover and random flashbacks—insulting friends, throwing up, and making a complete fool of himself. Breakfast was quiet. Too quiet.For the next week or so, Emma did her best to move on. She was certain Jason didn’t suspect a thing. That could only mean Rob was keeping quiet. A few days ago, Rob and Jason had gone for a few pints.Emma had been a nervous wreck the entire time they were out, but when Jason came home, he was completely normal. Actually, he was horny, all over her the second he walked th
A crazy game of truth and dare (11)After a quick look around, she unbuttoned her blouse as instructed, her black bra coming into full view."Magnificent. I've missed these," Rob said as he reached out and groped her exposed boobs.Emma looked around again, but the pub was still quiet. There were only about four other people inside, all men, seated around the bar area."Matching panties?" Rob asked as he kneaded her breasts. She nodded."Great. Go take them off and give them to me. You know... like in Fifty Shades."Emma looked at him, but his serious expression didn’t change."Now. Go to the bathroom and take them off. Oh, and leave your blouse as it is."Emma gulped, blushing bright red as she stood up and walked to the bathroom, her head down. She held her blouse closed as much as she could, but still felt exposed as she passed the men at the bar. None of them said anything, but she could feel their eyes on her.She looked at herself in the bathroom mirror—her face flushed, her blo
A crazy game of truth or dare (12)"Mmm... Emma... that’s it. Ride me, baby.""Okay, enough," Jason laughed. "What are you really doing?""Just sorting some shit out in the van. But it’s nice to daydream, isn’t it?" He went back to kissing Emma."Yeah, I’ve been thinking about having a go on Sarah all day," Jason laughed.Emma could tell he was joking—a revenge dig at Rob. Rob knew it too, but decided to probe anyway, knowing Emma could hear every word."Oh yeah? Well, you’ve always said you want a go on her.""Well, I didn’t put it quite that way... but yeah. You know she’s hot."It wasn’t exactly news to Emma—Sarah was very pretty, and most men would fancy her. But she’d never heard Jason call another woman “hot.”Rob weighed his next move. He could easily steer the conversation and get Jason to dig himself a hole with Emma listening. But he needed Emma and Jason to be strong—so she had something to lose. He had no interest in breaking them up. Just controlling Emma."Yeah, well, sh
A crazy game of truth or dare (13)She read the text from Rob:"Hey sexy, how’s my slut wife today?" She hated him. Hated what he was doing to her. Five minutes passed with no reply. Then another message came from him."We’ve been over this. You’re really testing my patience, and I’m not a patient man. I’m not starting every day explaining to you why I own you. I just do. You know it. I know it. So… how’s my slut wife today? " She typed a response, "I’m fine. Had a wonderful night with Jason last night, actually.""Oh great. I’ll ask him for the details tonight. Maybe we can compare notes. So… did you do as I instructed today? " He texted back. She’d forgotten about Rob and Jason going out tonight. Another evening of her panicking until Jason came home.Emma typed, " The lingerie? Yes.""Good girl. Now go take a few pictures for me. And make them sexy. If they’re not sexy, I’ll make you take more until they are. Don’t want to spend your day running back and forth to the bathroom, do
A crazy game of truth or dare (14)Emma’s phone buzzed again, and her stomach clenched before she even glanced at the screen.Rob. Of course."Mmm… very hot. You’re getting good at the pictures. I can tell you’re getting turned on by them."Her fingers hovered over the keyboard, but she didn’t reply. Not immediately. Across the room, Jason sat on the sofa, scrolling through his phone. His head rested on the back cushion, relaxed, completely unaware that his wife was sharing photos of herself with another man.Emma felt sick.Buzz.Another message."How can you do this with your husband right next to you?"Her stomach twisted as she read it. He wasn’t wrong, and that was the problem. She stared at Jason again. His face was calm, trusting. She hated herself.But Rob wasn’t finished."Don’t put this all on me," he typed. " You were just as responsible the first time. You kissed me. You ground on me. You sucked my cock. You rode me. No one forced you. Just like no one forced you to let th
A crazy game of truth or dare (15)Rob knew exactly what was happening. He'd seen it before—men like Steve always played the same game. That’s why Rob had steered them back to the suite, where Emma was dressed like a slut and playing her role. “Bet the mini bar’s stocked,” Rob said casually, smirking. “Grab us a couple beers, babe.” He punctuated it with a sharp slap on her ass as she walked toward the mini fridge, bent over in that little skirt that barely covered her. He turned back to Steve with a grin. “Free beer and a great view… A guy can’t complain.”Steve gave him a knowing smile, but his eyes lingered on Emma. She could feel the heat of his stare as she fished around inside the fridge.“Here you go,” Emma said sweetly, handing them the cold bottles. She knew the game. She knew the stakes. If Rob lost this deal, he wouldn’t just be angry—he’d punish her for it. Maybe not right away, but he’d find a reason. She understood exactly what he was capable of.Rob’s phone lit up, an
A crazy game of truth or dare (16)Rob could not take it anymore. His hands worked fast, undoing his trousers and finally freeing his thick, aching cock. He wrapped his fingers around it, stroking slowly, his gaze locked on Emma. She was putting on a show just for him, and it was driving him mad.She wanted to touch him, to feel the weight of him in her palm again. But instead, she grabbed hold of Steve’s cock in front of her, matching Rob’s rhythm stroke for stroke. She watched Rob the entire time, her mouth open, her breath quickening.Her orgasm was building fast. She pressed her hips down harder against Steve’s face, grinding as she moaned.“Ohh… mmm… I’m such a fucking slut… Ohhh… mmm… fuck… yes… yes… ohhh… ohhh fuucckk…”Her eyes stayed locked on Rob as it hit her, a shudder tearing through her. Rob clenched his jaw, fighting every urge to release with her. It took everything he had.Emma finally collapsed beside Steve on the bed, panting. Rob quickly tucked himself away, breath
Fucking My wife's bestfriend (2)*******"Who is it?" I asked, startled."It's me. Let me in," Came the faint whisper outside the door.Great, I thought, Kelsie is going to be sick. So much for finding a quiet place to jerk off.I pulled my boxers back on and crossed to open the door, my hard cock jutting out the front of my underwear. I turned the knob softly and pulled it open, stepping back to let her in. Instead of my wife, Josie stepped through the door and quickly closed it behind her. I instinctively took several steps backward, before banging into the wall behind me. She locked the door and turned to face me, smiling slyly."Whoa, whoa, what are you doing, Josie?" I asked with panic in my voice.She was wearing a white silk bathrobe that stopped just above her knees. The top folds were opened wide enough to leave little to the imagination."What am I doing?" she asked playfully, and just a little too loud. "More like what are YOU doing?"I saw her eyes glance down at my boxers
"Come on, don’t be such a downer," Josie teased, swirling the last of her drink in her glass, smiling at her husband. It began like many other Saturday nights before it. My wife and I got together with Josie and Tony every couple of weeks—sometimes at our place, sometimes at theirs. This particular evening, we were at their place and had planned to spend the night to avoid driving home after a night of drinking.This happened quite often. Josie and my wife, Kelsie, had been best friends for around four or five years, and she and her husband were one of the few couples we socialized with.After spending so many years focused on family and careers, our circle of friends had become very small, and it was nice to have another couple with whom we enjoyed spending time. Whether it was a backyard BBQ at our place, a pool party at theirs, or just talking and playing cards on a Saturday night, it was nice having a bit of a social life again.Kelsie and I have been married for 16 years. At 38
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 personality 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
Threesome Fantasy (6)I increased my pace, thrusting my cóck deep into Elliott's pussy. Each time I pulled out, only my cóck head remained before I pushed back in again, sinking my entire length into her wet pûssy.Elliott was now moaning loudly with her eyes closed. I felt her pussy pulse around my cóck, almost pushing me to cum."Fuck, you're gonna make me cûm," Elliott groaned.Caroline moved from her previous position of voyeur, and knelt next to Elliott. Then, she reached down to the girl's clit, brushing my hand away. Her dainty fingers danced over and played with the engorged button, and her other hand rubbed Elliott's boobs.My hands were now free, and I gripped Elliott's hips. This time, I had more leverage, and began to fûck her with a renewed intensity. I had full control of Elliott's body, and could practically slam her down on my cóck with each thrust. Caroline rubbed her clit at the same pace I was fûcking her, and it was clear that Elliott was unable to resist our teamw
Threesome Fantasy (5)My wife ran her tongue over Elliott's clit. I couldn't fully see what she was doing, but it was clearly having an effect on Elliott. I reached further and took Elliott's other breast in my hand, feeling the goosebumps dotting her soft skin."Lick my pussy too," Elliott said. "You want to vary the stimulation up? Huh?"Caroline nodded as she moved lower, and her mouth was partially obscured from my view. I could still see her head bobbing back and forth slightly, and I figured that she was lapping at Elliott's wet clit, trying to make her cûm.To my surprise, Elliott reached over to me with her free hand. She brushed her fingers around my cock, which I hadn't realized was beginning to stiffen again."Keep doing that," Elliott said, her vision now turned squarely to me. "Rub my clit too."Her hand wrapped fully around my cock and she slowly stroked it. Her soft touch and subtle squeeze were incredible, and I continued to fast getting an erection.Caroline's mouth
Threesome Fantasy (4)Caroline let go of my cock and gave me a kiss. Elliott's hand immediately replaced Caroline's, teasing my shaft."Sit on my face," I instructed Caroline. I knew her pussy would be dripping, and couldn't wait to taste it. I had eaten out Caroline too many times to count in our many years of marriage, but every time it felt so new and amazing again. I couldn't describe it.Caroline giggled and slid her panties down her legs. She crawled up to my head, swung around, and straddled my face.Just as I had thought, Caroline's pussy was wet, adorned with beads of her natural lubricant. I moved my hands to her small butt and guided Caroline's slit down to my mouth.At the same time, I felt a pair of heavenly lips wrap around the head of my cock. I couldn't suppress the groan. Elliott's mouth was sealed on my engorged cock while her hand stroked the rest of my shaft. Her tongue snaked out and flicked back and forth over my tip.I shuddered from the sensation. I furrowed my
Threesome Fantasy (3)"And you're not working at Starbucks? That's a miracle. What do you do?"Caroline talked with Elliott a little about her job, and the two mused about how different their life paths had been before we began discussing the previous years of our marriage. Elliott had a relaxing presence that put both of us at ease, making us perfectly willing to open up to her about our lives.We discussed the struggles we had been dealing with over the past few months and our motivations for hiring her. Elliott confirmed what Caroline had read about regarding the popularity of escorts for threesomes, making both of us feel even more secure that we weren’t crazy or tanking our marriage."So, did you ever imagine yourself being here when you were younger?" I asked."I mean, I always had a really high sex drive," Elliott answered. "And apparently, I'm a good fuck—""Hopefully, we'll see that soon," Caroline interjected."Oh, don't worry," Elliott replied, sliding her hand onto Carolin
THREESOME FANTASY (2)Caroline took a deep breath. "With that said, take a long look at this girl and tell me whether you’d want to have sex with her."Caroline spun her computer around.On it was a full-screen photo of a woman. My eyes went to her face.She was really pretty. She had big brown eyes and very striking features. The dark lipstick and eyeliner made her eyes and lips stand out even more, and a small shimmering stud glinted on the side of her small nose.The woman’s jet-black hair was straight and quite long. But the most striking part was that she had it buzzed down really short on one side. It was different but looked oddly attractive and powerfully feminine. I kind of liked it.I looked over her body. She seemed pretty tall, and though the outfit she was wearing wasn’t revealing, it was clear she was curvy too. Her skirt displayed her long legs and big butt. Sadly, the top didn’t show off her boobs particularly well, but it was evident that she had a fit body to match h
Threesome Fantasy (1)My wife, Caroline, was in our bathroom, washing her face before getting ready for bed. I was sitting on our bed, reading an article on my phone, waiting for her so I could brush my teeth.Caroline finished and walked out of the bathroom. She was wearing a thin nightie that made her look incredibly sexy. I had gotten it for her as a gift a few years ago, and she often wore it in the summer.She stopped in the doorway and leaned against the wall, her arms crossed over her chest—like she wanted to talk about something."Steve?""What's up, sweetie?" I asked, not looking up."Do you want to have sex tonight?" she asked bluntly.I looked up, caught off guard. She usually didn’t bring up the topic so directly."Uh, I’m actually feeling a little tired and have to be in the office early tomorrow. Raincheck?"Caroline smiled slightly. "Sure."But her eyes told me she wasn’t happy with my response."Something wrong?" I asked."No," she said, shaking her head."That’s clear