(This story contains themes of forced sex and domination. Do not read if you may find this triggering.)The pub was already crowded when they arrived. Helen found a table in one corner, as far from the band as possible; bands were notoriously loud here.She scanned the room. It was brimming with hot blokes, and she remembered the local rugby match that afternoon, so the pub was full of the players.She grinned. Rugby was her favourite spectator sport because the men looked incredibly fit and muscular. She had had many vivid fantasies about them.Suddenly, she was glad Kim had insisted on coming. Tonight, she vowed she'd get laid by one of them. After Ken had deflowered her and then refused to fuck her again, she'd had little opportunity for sex, thanks to exams and such, so Ken was still the only man she'd slept with. Helen was desperate.She scanned the room again, picking out a group of four good-looking lads. She looked for Kim, not wanting to abandon the shy girl amidst this preda
Continuation: Taken at the car park by four men!********************"That's it, pound that slutty pussy!" Another person yelled. I'm not a slut! Helen thought as waves of pleasure crashed through her. She was slowly building towards orgasm and her moans were much louder now, even muffled by the engorged dick in her mouth.Behind her, Chris growled softly. "I'm about to cum."Hot cum flooded her pussy.Three more vicious thrusts jetted more hot spunk into her tight minge, and she felt it oozing down her legs, but she was disappointed.She hadn't gotten to her climax yet, and she felt her arousal fade as Chris withdrew his dick.A voice laughed. "Sloppy seconds for you, Andy. What a filthy slut!"She felt insulted, then realised she was willingly allowing two men to fuck her. More than willingly, she yearned for them to pound her hard.Perhaps, I am a slut. She wondered. Andy pulled his rigid dick from her mouth. Then, Helen shot a glance at her audience once more as Chris and An
Continuation: Taken at the car park by four men!There was another painful thrust, and she whimpered. The dick paused, still stretching her ass painfully. The pain subsided a little until the dick pressed deeper into her bottom.Helen almost shouted for him to stop, but the burning eased again. Another painful thrust, another whimper. It seemed to last forever, with repeated waves of pain that subsided, so she felt pleasantly replete.Finally, she felt a hairy groin press against her bum cheeks."That's it; that's all I've got," Chris said.Helen moaned. The remaining pain slowly ebbed away.Her entrance was stretched wide, and she felt incredibly full, but it felt okay; better than okay, it felt fantastic. She wiggled her arse, exploring the delicious feeling of fullness the movement evoked.Strong hands stroked her bum. "God, your arse is so fucking tight." Chris paused. "You've never done this before, have you?"Helen shook her head. "No."Chris snorted. "Sorry, the way you came on
Fiona looked at herself in the floor length mirror. She lightly ran her fingers through her long wavy dark hair, parted down the middle, brushing it onto her tanned bare shoulders.She looked at her make-up, pursing her lips to make sure there wasn't too much red lipstick, and then checking the light black eyeliner and blue eye shadow that complimented her deep blue eyes.She leaned back and ran her hands over the tight black dress that hugged her fit but curvaceous figure. Thin straps went over her bare shoulders, invisible with her hair draped over her shoulders. The neckline was cut down possibly too low, revealing her ample cleavage but she smiled and pushed her breasts together, amplifying the effect.The dress hugged her hips and butt tightly then stopped short at mid-thigh revealing her long toned legs, clad in stockings. The dress was tight enough to see the garter belt beneath the dress, clipped to her stockings.The black heels were toeless with straps around her ankles and
CONTINUATION: ENTERTAINING HER HUSBAND'S BOSS "Dinner's almost ready," she said louder. "Make the drinks and keep our guest company while I finish up."With a groan Phil walked to a cabinet to retrieve two glasses, added ice, and poured in some bourbon. He took the drinks back to the living room with a final look at his wife."Here's your drink," she heard him say, "Oh, and let me take your coat. And have a seat wherever you want.""Well, let me say hello to Fiona first," Tim said.Fiona was dropping the spaghetti into the boiling water when she heard Tim walk across the living room and into the dining area that was separated from the kitchen by the short part of the L-shaped counters. He leaned forward and just looked at her for a few seconds.Fiona didn't say anything as she added salt to the pasta and put on the pot lid, then turned to him."Hi, Fiona," he finally said, a big smile on his lips."Hi, Dean McLaughlin," she said."Oh, just call me Tim," he said."All right, Tim, how
Continuation: Entertaining her husband's boss "Just thought I'd come in and talk to you," he replied. He glanced back into the living room. "I think Phil has run out of conversation.".She followed his gaze and saw her husband slouched in his favorite chair, head tilted to the side, mouth slightly open, snoring.She smiled softly. He looked so peaceful, though it was a scene she'd seen countless times before. "Sorry about that," she said, turning back to Tim. "He works long hours. Well, you know that already." "Yeah, I do," he said with a knowing smirk. Tim swirled the ice in his glass before taking a long drink and setting the glass down on the counter. He leaned in just a little closer, his voice dropping to something lower, almost conspiratorial. "If I were him, I wouldn't work such long hours, leaving a beautiful wife like you alone." She raised an eyebrow, her lips curving into a half-smile. "I’m not alone that much. I work too, you know." He gave a slight shrug, his
Continuation: Entertaining her husband's boss With a few slow, deliberate strokes he kept sliding further and further into her, until his pelvis met her butt and she felt her pussy stretched and filled by his cock, wonderfully stretched and filled.She gripped him tightly, not wanting to let him go, wanting him deep inside of her."Oh god," he groaned, holding still, his hands holding her waist tightly, her dress draped over his wrists, so he could see her bare firm ass and his solid erection disappearing inside of her.He trembled at just the sight of the penetration and the feel of her tight pussy was making him want to come already. He sighed and tilted his head back, letting himself calm down.Fiona didn't move, feeling him on the edge, and just waited for him to regain control and move again. She looked back over her shoulder at him, tossing her hair to the side.His face was intense with concentration, looking down at their joining. He looked up at her, met her gaze, and his fa
Continuation: Entertaining her husband's boss*****He slid his cock from her hand and pushed into her again, making her throw her head back and grunt. He started fucking her hard and fast, but she put a hand behind her and on his stomach."Not like this anymore," she pleaded. "I can't stand up anymore.""Okay," he said.Then, without hesitation he put his hands on her waist and turned her around facing him and lifted her up onto the counter. She put her hands behind her onto the counter to hold herself up as he moved between her legs, shoving her dress up to her waist. He pulled her closer to the edge of the counter and then looking down, he watched as he slid back into her easily and smoothly, the counter at a perfect height.She spread her legs around him and he laid his hands on her thighs as he thrust in and out of her, pulling out until the head started to emerge than shoving back into her, threatening to pushing her further onto the counter so she had to hold herself up to the
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
"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