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
"Here's the deal. I'll touch you for two minutes. If you cum, it will be the belt as promised. Plus an extra two on the end of your cock. If you don't, I'll use my hand instead. To give you a chance, I won't even touch your cock.''What do you think? Is that a deal?''Yes, Goddess. Thank you.'She pulled away from me and slid the band off my eyes. After a moment, her hands appeared in front of me, one holding a phone. I watched her set a two minute countdown and set it going. She tossed the phone on the trolley bed and yanked the band back down over my eyes.Her hands were back at my waist as she stood against me as before. Her hands started climbing up my sides again until they reached my armpits.'You're such a sexy guy Darren, aren't you? A real stud hidden inside that shy geek.'Her fingers twirled round in my underarm hair, gently brushing my skin.'I can smell your manly sweat Darren.' She took an exaggerated breath. 'Such a sensual musky smell. You're getting me wet sweetheart
(Note: All characters in the story are 18+)"Oh come on Anna you won't get Damien's attention with that."Jenny said as her friend came out dressed in an orange jumpsuit."What do you mean, Jenny? I look dangerous." Anna declared proud of her look. They'd been trying to sort out what Anna would be wearing to the Halloween party for several hours.Jenny had already settled on a slutty student outfit. A white button down shirt with the middle buttons open to provide a proper view of her ample cleavage and the black bra that cradled her boobs.All perfectly framed by her long brunette hair. Her plaid skirt was short enough that a bit of her ass hung out. Her plain black sneakers and long white socks completed the look. Just for a bit of extra flair she wore a pair of large glasses with the lenses removed. She was the schoolgirl teachers risk their careers for."Look girl if you want Damien to make a move, you'll have entice him. Make his dick hard and his mouth drool. A convict cosplay an
"Of course girl. What kind of friend do you think I am?""A cock crazy slut?""Wrong! I'm a cock crazy slut who cares about her best friend."As the party progressed Anna and Jenny met their friends. All the girls were dressed as slutty versions of some job while the guys were mostly dressed Dracula. A few of them were dressed as sexy firefighters and there were even a couple minions. Anna stuck out like a sore thumb as she was by far the most covered up. Some joked that she showed less skin than the guys. Jenny would give her a reassuring smile while occasionally fanning her.10PM.The party was in full swing. Everyone had some alcohol in them but not too much. Anna had been making eyes at Damien all night but they weren't sure if he'd noticed. No worries, he'd notice soon enough."Anna I think it's time," Jenny whispered."Finally. Did you talk to the DJ?" Anna asked anxiously."Yea. Just remember to go with the flow. This is your night so own it."With that Jenny went up to the D.J
She undid her top and cupped it in her hands.Then, She paused for a moment to take it all in. It was claret that most of the guys were now pitching tents. She watched their hand movements in silence and saw that a few at the back were actually jerking off. Damn! That was just like what Jenny said would happen. Amna allowed her hand to fall to the side and her top followed suit. Then, she let out a soft sigh as her large boobs bounced before her. When she looked up again, almost everyone was staring at her in utter disbelief. Her boobs had two small, black tapes that covered her nipples. Anna sat in the chair, faced the audience and chipped her breasts. "Ugh" she sighed loudly. The men exchanged curious glances with each other. "If only two gentlemen would help me to remove this tape." She said. The sound of chairs scraping floor echoed through the room as several guys excitedly got up. Within seconds, two men made it to the stage, and one reached out his hand towards her bust.
I awake to darkness and warm kisses on my neck, the pressure of a soft body against my back, a hand touching my chest.As she notices that I am conscious, the kissing stops, replaced by a soft voice in my ear. "I had a nightmare."She has never been very comfortable talking about sex directly, and so during the course of our relationship there has developed code language or sorts. In this case, she means that she's woken up horny.The bed creaks as I turn towards her, my hands finding her hair, messy from sleep. I kiss my way to her mouth, touching her soft lips with mine.I let my hand slide down the smooth fabric of her T-shirt. Grasping at underwear that already weren't there, I find myself instead with a fistful of her ass. Her lips form a smile against mine as she giggles.I slide my hands up the smooth skin of her braless back then gently drag my nails back again. Her breath catches, the bed emitting another creak as I shift my weight until I lie on top of her, supported by my e
I lay in bed listening to the alarm on my phone go through it's second snooze cycle. "Get up," I told myself. "You are a good auntie, you are a good little sister."I'd taken a semester off uni to spend three months wandering through south-east asia, and when I'd returned, my sister Luna and her boyfriend, Sam, had offered me their flat, rent free, until I got myself organised.To help out, I'd been helping around the house and this early Saturday morning I was taking their five year old son to soccer. Luna had looked intensely grateful.She'd complained that with a five year old in the house, she and Sam didn't get much one on one time together. I hoped that this morning they would be having lots of hot and sweaty sex while I shivered on the sideline watching two packs of five year olds chase a ball around.Joey tumbled out of the car and ran over to where his team was forming around their coach, I spied a coffee van, bought an extra strong flat white, and found a spot where I could
---I felt a surge of warmth in my core. This could be fun after all.At lunchtime on the day of our meeting, I sent him a photo of myself wearing a sheer short summer dress. It buttoned up the front and had thin spaghetti straps. I added the text, "$3 from a charity shop. Do your worst."I was actually nervous as I waited for him to arrive. I knew I didn’t like the man as a person, and I knew I was breaking my own “no married men” rule. But I needed to fuck, and Steve had a good body. He was such an easy lay, and the sport of getting him here had been fun.I lay back on the lounge and let my fingers wander over my body. I excited my nipples, running my fingernails up the insides of my thighs until I cupped myself through the dress. I imagined Steve tearing it off.Then the doorbell rang.I opened the door, and for a moment, we just looked at each other. I was expecting him to throw me over his shoulder, carry me to the bedroom, and for us to fuck till neither of us could walk straigh
(This is a is a story about mom-son incest sex, so if you don't like the idea, please stop reading.)I couldn't believe that the woman I always loved and cherished, whom I always had a crush on, my mother, would turn into nothing but a submissive pet, a sex-loving slut who would do anything to please me.I guess it had been simmering a long time, but it all got real about a week before my nineteenth birthday. That magical morning, I woke up late around 8. As usual, walked out of the bedroom into the living room wearing just the boxers I had been sleeping in, and saw Mom doing dishes in kitchen. She was wearing her silk sleeveless mid-thigh nightie with plastic straps on her shoulders and an apron on top of it.I stared at her curvy huge ass for a moment. I had usually tried to avoid staring at my mother, since her hot body always used to tweak forbidden thoughts in my mind. I felt afraid she'll see me staring, and I noticed countless times, she could read my mind, tell me what I'm thi
The train ride to work (3)"Sometimes, it's like you don't even want this.""You know I want this, Marnie. You know I do." Daniel's voice was low, insistent, as he pulled her tighter against him, driving himself in to the hilt. There was no light now, just the heady scent of sex wrapping around them like a blanket. No judgment in the dark. Just breath, motion, and the heat between them."I got stuck on the train," he murmured, hips flexing. "I'll be as quick as I can."She was already teasing, fingers gently cupping his balls, her touch slow and deliberate. The silence let their bodies speak, and with a final swipe of his thumb across the screen, he ended the call. His hand moved with purpose, slipping beneath her dress. Her breath hitched audibly.She leaned back against him, pulling his other hand toward her chest. The sheer mesh of her dress left nothing to the imagination. No bra. Her nipples were right there, begging for touch. He obliged.One hand between her thighs, the other c
The train ride to work (2)---She let out a soft, mischievous laugh as she took the bottle back, shifting slightly on his lap, the movement a deliberate tease that made his breath hitch. Her thighs brushed against his, slow and confident, and then—she dropped the lid between them, letting it fall right into the narrow gap she’d just created.“Oops,” she said, voice low and syrupy. Her hand trailed from the center of his chest, slow and deliberate, down past his ribs and belly, until it hovered right over his lap. She lingered there, fingers pretending to search for the missing lid, but the way she moved told a different story. His hips twitched involuntarily as her palm finally closed around the hard length straining beneath his trousers.He groaned, the sound strangled and soft, only audible because she was so close. The vibrator was still going—strategically placed, relentless. Each pulse pushed him closer to the edge. One more minute of this and he was done for. He couldn’t let th
Daniel sat on the busy train pretending to read the overly large newspaper he had bought to cover his straining erection. He couldn't concentrate on anything.When his girlfriend had come home with the prostate vibrator, he had no intention of ever using it. But after the delirium of naked bodies that had visited in his dreams, he'd woken up horny and very interested in the toy. It had taken several attempts and a metric shit tonne of lube to get it up there, and even then, he didn't dare turn it on.He had planned to wait until he got to the office, bagsie the solo office, lock his door and see what happened when he turned it on. Imagine his surprise when he made it to the tube, crammed himself down between two large men and, buzz. Silent, but there. Slow, low, and oh so very tantalising.There was no choice to stand up, he'd been so hard with every single movement of the vibrator as he walked, it didn't even need to be on to turn him on. Now, on the busy train with the dull vibratio
First Taste of Cum (2)"God, yes, oh God, please.""I will, baby, I will now. I will fuck myself with your cock, and then you will squirt hot, thick cum into me—the same cum that you will be eating very soon. Say it!""It... it will be the same hot, thick cum that I will suck out of your cunt. I will. Please make me—make me want it—please feed it to me. Feed me my thick, hot cum."She groaned as she fed my cock into her all the way, then out again. She leaned forward and began to fuck me hard. Her vagina was like a wet, slippery, hot piston, fucking me deeply. I couldn't hold back—I couldn't hold out if I wanted to. I felt my orgasm coming up from deep down. "Ughhh, I'm going to cum, I'm going to shoot my cum!""Oh, baby, shoot your hot juice cum in me. Squirt the cum that you're going to eat. Say it—say it again.""Yes, oh yes, I'm going to eat it... uhhhh, eat it all..." I began to spasm and squirt and shoot hot cum deep into her vagina—many jolts of cum. My body jerked with a whole
She straddled my legs and leaned forward. Her breasts hung over my stomach. She swayed from side to side and her breasts gently smacked my hardened cock. She stroked my hardness with her nipples. I groaned and moaned my pleasure.Drops of pre-cum fluid formed. She smeared my pre-cum with her nipples, back and forth. "Mmmm I love your slick pre-cum on my nipples, do you? Do you love how it feels? Do you love your slick pre-cum on my hard nipples?""Yes, oh yes I do""Do you want to lick the pre-cum off my nipples, do you want to do that?"" Yes I want that." I said quivering.She rubbed her nipples all over my dripping wetness, then she crawled up and hung her tits over my face."Do you want to lick it now? Say it.""Yes I want to taste it, I want to taste my pre-cum from your hard nipples." I said as her wet glistening nipple hung over my face."Say please, let me taste my pre-cum.""Please, let me taste my pre-cum.""Very well, you may," she said as she lowered her hot wet nipple to
Fucking My Wife’s Best Friend (4)“Mmmmmm,” she purred.We stood there, frozen, letting my cock slip out naturally, slick and warm from our forbidden encounter.Josie bent down, grabbing her robe and casually wrapping it around her. The thick scent of sex hit me like a wall—raw, undeniable. I glanced down to see my cock glistening with our mixed fluids. Just as I looked toward the shower, Josie placed a hand on the door handle.“Ah, ah, ah,” she teased with a wicked smile. “No showering, Kev. I want you to smell me all night… dream of fucking me again.”This girl had serious issues.Panic bloomed in my chest. The scent was strong—too strong. What if Kelsie picked up on it? But I didn’t have a choice. Josie twisted the knob.“What about you?” I whispered, remembering the load I’d just pumped into her.She smirked. “Tony was begging to eat me out earlier. Maybe I’ll wake him and give him what he wants.” She winked.And just like that, she stepped out, not even checking the hallway. I wa
Fucking my wife's bestfriend (3)Josie's expression didn't change—that sly grin was still planted on her face. She continued to look at me with that sexy smile, and this time, she whispered."Put it in, or I'll tell him to come in." She warned. She wouldn't, I thought to myself.There was another knock, and I shot a glance at Josie, shaking my head slowly, hoping to call her bluff.Yet, she simply raised an eyebrow at me and waited.God, damn it!I didn't see a way out of it. If either Tony or my wife caught us in here, there was no way I would be able to talk my way out of it. Even if I were able to convince them she initiated it, it was unlikely they would believe I even resisted Josie's charms. I reached down and grabbed my shaft. Then, I carefully placed the head of my cock against her wet lips. I looked up and locked eyes with her again, as if giving her one last chance to call this off. Suddenly, she gave me a quick wink, then with her legs still wrapped around my waist rough
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