A LOVE FOR SPANKING - 5Erica turned it over in her hand. The box had quite a bit of weight to it. Slowly, she peeled off the wrapping paper to reveal a black box about two feet long and a foot wide. She lifted the top off, and inside, the box was lined with velvet. Nestled in the center was a beautifully handcrafted paddle.The marbled wood gleamed with a gorgeous finish. Roses were intricately carved into the flat, wide part of the paddle, trailing down to the handle wrapped in thorny stems. At the center, with roses twining over it, was Erica's name, etched delicately into the wood. Tentatively, she reached out to touch it, almost afraid it might bite if she got too close.Dave couldn’t wait any longer. He reached over, pulled the paddle out of the box, and turned it over in his hands. Only one side of the paddle was decorated; the other side was left untouched. He set it down on his lap and took the box from Erica.“What do you think?” he asked with big, hopeful eyes, watching her
A LOVE FOR SPANKING - 6With a swift kick, Dave pushed the door open and crossed the room in just a few steps, practically tossing Erica onto the bed. He quickly stripped off his own clothes, revealing his toned physique, and climbed on top of her.He kissed his way down her neck, pausing when he reached her bra-clad breasts. Pulling the cups down, he freed her nipples and kissed them tenderly, his mouth warm against her skin. He took one into his mouth, sucking and licking, and Erica moaned loudly, threading her fingers through his hair.Her nails raked lightly down his back, leaving goosebumps in their wake. Dave groaned, his teeth grazing her sensitive nipple and making her gasp.Switching to her other breast, he gave it the same attention before kissing his way lower. Erica lifted her hips, helping him slide her soaked panties down and toss them aside. His mouth descended to her clit, where he took his time licking and teasing her.Erica’s moans grew louder, her hips rolling as sh
Claire sat at the table, sipping on her dirty martini. Her boss was in the midst of discussing a new business deal with an old client.She was only in the first month of a very prestigious internship and felt lucky to be at this conference in Las Vegas, privy to such an important conversation. Unfortunately, her lack of experience made it hard for her to keep up with the acronyms and terms the two men kept throwing out. Another round of martinis arrived, and her boss made a point of putting one of them in front of Claire."Shit, he doesn’t really expect me to keep up, does he? I’m already getting lightheaded," she thought as she smiled and thanked him.She forced herself to finish off the first martini before turning to the second.As she lifted the glass, she tried to ignore the two men glancing at her cleavage. Her small, perky breasts normally didn’t get this much attention, but the black keyhole dress she was wearing made her feel on display.ntern She normally would never have w
SEXY INTERN- 2"Well, Bill can tell a lot about someone just from meeting them," Dave said, swirling the amber liquid in his glass. His voice was calm, calculated, as though every word was meant to get Claire's full attention.He leaned back against the headboard of the oversized hotel bed, his eyes tracing the delicate curves of his young intern. "Besides, you have certain… assets that appeal to a man like Bill. I’m glad you decided to show us some of those tonight."Claire nodded hesitantly, her fingers tightening around the tumbler in her hand. She felt the weight of his words, though she hoped—prayed, really—that he wasn’t saying what she feared he was. She forced a tight smile, avoiding his piercing gaze. "I just wanted to make a good impression. That’s all.""Good impressions are important in this business," Dave replied smoothly, his voice dropping slightly. "But there’s more to it than that, Claire. In our line of work, you need to be ready to take advantage of every opportun
SEXY INTERN- 3“See?” he murmured. “You want this. You might not admit it yet, but your body knows.” Dave’s smirk widened as he took her hesitation as consent. He leaned down and his lips captured hers in a kiss that was both possessive and demanding. She stiffened at first, but as his tongue slid against hers, she felt her resolve weaken further. His free hand slid to her back, pulling her closer until her body was pressed against his. She felt the hardness of his arousal against her thigh, and a wave of shame and heat coursed through her. “You’re perfect,” he murmured against her lips. His voice dripping with satisfaction. “Absolutely perfect.” Claire’s mind screamed for her to stop, to break away, to end this before it went too far. But as Dave guided her hand down to his belt, she felt herself moving mechanically, unbuckling it with trembling fingers. She wanted this. Her breath hitched as his pants slid down, revealing the bulge straining against his boxers. She hes
SEXY INTERN - 4---Dave sat up and looked down into her eyes, seeing a hint of fear. Then, he reached out to cup one of her breasts with his hands, causing Claire to bite her lip. She didn't want to give him a sense of satisfaction, but when he pulled hard on her nipple, she couldn't help but gasp in a mix of pain and pleasure. She struggled to ignore what she felt, but the ache in her pussy was overwhelming. When he slid his other hand down her back, pushing her dress with it, she did not resist. Her dress gathered at her waist, and he slid his hands over her torso, exploring every inch. Her body rocked back and forth in response to his touch. Unable to stifle herself, Claire let out a breathy moan as one of his hands traveled further down, over her dress, down to the bare skin above her thong. She lifted her hips up, rocking forward, her pussy aching for him. He slowly teased her as he gently guided his fingertips over the lace covering her mound. With the press
Author's note:In this story, an 18-year-old helps a GILF and he ends up with a special Christmas gift."GILF" in this context means "Grandmother I'd like to Fûck"This is a term for sexually attractive older women. If this story might trigger you, kindly move on to the next. Thanks for reading! **************"Derek, are you busy right now?" Mom asked as she walked into my basement room.I was in the middle of an online basketball game. "Yeah, kind of," I replied, keeping my eyes on the screen."How much longer?" she asked, ignoring my obvious distraction."Ten minutes," I said, grimacing as the other team scored an easy layup."Come see me when you're done," she said before walking off."Okay," I muttered, already focused back on the game.It wasn’t much of a match, but my anonymous teammate and I managed to win by three points. Satisfied, I shut off the console and headed upstairs. Mom was in the kitchen, decorating Christmas sugar cookies—my favorite."I need a favor," she said,
I NEED A GILF FOR CHRISTMAS - 2---"That's the dream," I joked as she gave my leg a firm squeeze before moving away again.My dick was raging in my pants, and I had to adjust it again.This time, I was sure Mrs. Barnes noticed and smiled.Unfortunately, we reached her house then, and it was the end of the surreal... flirtation?Was Mrs. Barnes flirting with me?I mean, I knew I had trouble reading girls, but I was sure there was something going on here.Yet I was equally sure I was misconstruing this.She was over sixty years old, after all.I was eighteen.I helped her out of the truck, offered her my arm, and led her into her home.Once she was safely inside, I went and grabbed the tree and brought it indoors.Mrs. Barnes already had a tree stand out, so all I had to do was put the tree in place."Thank you so much," she said as she looked at me and the tree."You're welcome," I said, glancing back at her.Now I really got a great look at her not dressed in winter attire.She was o
A hotel gangbang gets the staff horny too. (3)I was taken aback by the gorgeous woman in front of me, her directness, and now the kinky request. I did as she asked.A whispered, husky voice that I barely recognized came from Nina. “You can use me any way you want. All of me is available to you. Nothing is off-limits. I’m so hórny after what we’ve seen happen and what that wife might still be enjoying.”I looked around the room, taking in the double bed, a dresser, and a stool. There was a thin rope on the dresser, possibly Hessian. I asked, “Anything?”“Anything, but I won’t leave this room. And, for clarity, it’s just the two of us,” she said with a sly grin.We both giggled, and I admitted, “I forgot to bring wine.”Nina tutted in mock disappointment, but I decided to seize the moment. I knocked the bra straps off her shoulders, sat her on the stool, and started wrapping the rope around her upper body, trapping her arms.She tensed at first as the rope grazed her skin but soon rela
A hotel gangbang gets the staff hórny too. (2)I replied, “You are wild. Next time, let me hold the camera.”Reception was clearly quiet, and the bar wasn’t much busier. Nina’s response came back within seconds.“You can hold the camera if you want. I was beginning to hope you’d do more than that.”I sent back an aubergine emoji, feeling bolder than usual.The next time I looked up from serving, the husband was on his own again. I must have missed when Suit Guy left. I messaged Nina, “I think the stud left.”She confirmed it and added, “Just had a complaint about noisy sex from a room on the floor below your ‘friends.’ They didn’t know which room, fortunately. Imagine having to front someone about that. Lucky lady, I say!”I shot back, “Is that one of your fantasies, then? A stranger, a friend, or maybe a lesbian encounter?”After a while, she replied, “You might be surprised by what I’d consider, in the right circumstances with the right person. This is weird flirting, by the way.”I
I had been working in the hotel bar for about a year when this unfolded. I’d always had a huge crush on one of the receptionists, Nina. Although she usually smiled when I spoke to her during the rare moments our breaks overlapped, I hadn’t pursued anything. I didn’t want a work relationship to turn awkward. Nina was from Spain—a tanned, dark-haired, gorgeous woman about my age. This all went back to a Friday night and what we saw and guessed. I was working a long shift in the bar, starting at 4 p.m. About an hour into my shift, a couple walked in. My attention went to the wife first—she was stunning, and her sports bra top naturally drew the eye. I refocused instantly and welcomed them both to the bar. As they approached, I noticed they were clearly married. It looked like one of those romantic Friday night getaways I’d seen many times.The man ordered drinks, and while I prepared them, the wife moved to sit on a lounge chair. She was dressed head-to-toe in sportswear, and her L
Cheerleader Slut! (6)"How bad do you need this cóck?" I growled.."So bad." She gasped. "Beg For it!" I ordered, as I made an attempt to pull my cóck out of her ass, seeing that it was already half way in."Eddie... please.""No. Don't call me by my name. Call me something different." I said, already enjoying what was happening. I had never seen by sister being this desperate before. It was something I was willing to take advantage of. "Please —" She whimpered, arching her back. "What's my name? I'm your master. Your ass belongs to me, and I'll fuck you anyhow I want to." I said. "Do you understand, Bitch?" "Yes, Master..." She gasped again."Good."I said as I slid further into her needy back door, feeling similar and yet completely different to the sensation of her mouth. Oddly, my first thought was 'I wonder what it would feel like in her pussy?' I chuckled to myself at how greedy I was getting instead of focusing on the reality that I was losing my virginity, well my anal vi
Cheerleader Slut- (5)"I did not," she said, before adding, clearly still annoyed I gave her a facial, "fuck, I hate cûm.""You'd rather I fill your mouth next time?" I asked."There won't be a next time," she defiantly said.I laughed, moving to her, "Oh, Samantha, let's not pretend you can resist this.""Yes, Eddie, just show your dîck to a girl and she will become your slut," she sarcastically responded, although she did indeed glance down at it once again."Actually, that is exactly what I am assuming," I nodded, again standing directly in front of her."You're just like the rest of them," she said, tears suddenly forming in her eyes as she shifted from defiant and angry to emotional and vulnerable."No, I'm not," I shook my head, suddenly feeling guilty for taking advantage of her when she was at her most vulnerable.Tears began streaming down her face, something I had never saw from her before, as she babbled, "They fûcking cheated on me.""I know," I said, pulling her in for a
Cheerleading Slût (4)I pulled my cóck out, slowly stroking it, imagining watching the lesbian sèx that was happening in my sister's room. Although Sophia was way too anorexic to be sèxy, her face was beautiful and seeing her buried in my sister's cûnt, or her mouth wrapped around my cóck, was enough to get me hard instantly.Eventually my sister got close. She moaned, sounding vulnerable for the first time, "Don't stop, so close."I could vaguely hear her breathing getting heavier and I began furiously pumping my cóck trying to time my own orgasm with hers."Yes, oh yes," Samantha moaned, "God, I love your tongue."I had seconds before I was going to erupt myself as I imagined it was me lapping away at her shaved pûssy."Oh, oh, oh, yessssss," Samantha gasped, as she reached orgasm and a couple of seconds later I followed suit, my cûm rocketing straight up in the air in salute.After a moment, as I leaned back on my chair spent, Sophia said, "You do have a sweet tasting box.""And yo
Cheerleader slut (3)The last picture was Janice's. Her butt was not too big or small, not fat or skinny, was enticing... an example of what simple beauty is, not the fake generic anorexic look showcased by today's models.I pondered whom I would fûck if given the chance. Oh, I would definitely date Janice if the option was there, but in regards to fûcking and losing my virginity... well that wasn't as black and white (pun intended). I stared at their asses like I was at the Louvre trying to decide which my favourite was: the La Grande Odalisque painting or the Sleeping Hermaphrodites sculpture; as well as my biggest disappointment, the Akhenaten which didn't live up to my expectations. Well, I went to France on my grade 11 travel tour. I couldn't pick a favorite, each painting, each sculpture being so symbolic and distinct on its own, defining a time in history. I couldn't choose between two completely different women, although I compared Sophia to the Akhenaten, a little disappoi
Cheerleading Slut (2)When I returned to my laptop, I slowly flipped through a few more nude bóóbs pics of the four women. In most pictures, they cupped their boobs playfully before things got even more interesting.There were pictures of Janice sucking each of the nipples of the other three. A sharp gasp escaped my mouth. Each one was a piece of art.My mouth dropped open as I stared at Janice's white skin which was a sharp contrast against Kara's brown black skin. A beautiful contrast of white against brown. I flipped through a few more pictures of Janice pleasuring Kara's breàsts and noticed that Janice's face didn't show the same embarrassment as she did when she was getting photographed with her breàsts. No, her eyes were glazed over as though she was in utter awe of the beauty of the black breàsts she was pleasing.There were a couple more pictures of Janice kissing Sophia's small, perky breàsts; the smug smile on Sophia's face and her hands on the back of Janice's head. In
One day, My sister, who was also a chair leader, stormed into my room while I was in my bed, on my laptop watching, ironically, cheerleader porn, and jerking off."Oh shit, wrong room." She exclaimed. I gasped, dîck in hand, completely humiliated to be caught jerking off, "Get out!""Oh shit," she laughed, clearly quite drunk but realizing what I was doing. After a pause, she added, looking at my fully erect dîck, and smiling, "Nice package you've been hiding, little brother."I was only three minutes younger than her. Although we were twins we are complete opposites.She had the looks; I got the brains.She was a bitch, I was a nice guy.I repeated my demand, as I hid my raging hard on, behind my computer "Get out.""Oh, I've seen many dicks before," she quipped."Well, I don't care to know that," I shot back."What ya watching?" she asked, moving closer to me. "Anime porn?""Just leave," I demanded, still mortified to be caught in such a compromising position.She grabbed my comput