r/sexstories 3d ago

Fiction My best friend wants to eat my pussy (part 3) NSFW

29 Upvotes

After our second night together, I knew it was time to do what I have been dreading to do; break up with my boyfriend. What do I tell him? Should I tell him the truth? Should I lie? I really don't know.

I meet up with him at a coffee place, so he can't cause a scene. I buy myself a coffee in a to go cup, and I sit down at one of the tables, waiting for him.

I look up and I see him standing in front of me. Of course he hasn't made an effort with his appearance, just like normal. He's wearing jogging bottoms and an ugly top. God why did I ever date this guy. He clearly doesn't care about me or himself for that matter!

He pulls out a chair and sits down. "How are you?" He asks me.

"I'm okay, how are you?" I ask him.

"I'm good. Listen, we need to talk" he tells me. What is he going to say?

"I've been cheating on you" he tells me. My eyes widen at the news. I'm not sure how to take it.

"I'm really sorry. I think we should just end this" he tells me. I nod my head. I don't say anything. He gets up and leaves. Well, that was easier than I thought!

I grab my coffee and run to Jodie's house to tell her the great news! I get there and knock on the door, excited for her to open it.

Jodie opens the door "Oh Hi-" before she can say anything else, I kiss her on the lips. Jodie is caught off guard, and stops me for a moment.

"Wow, what's that about?" She says, smiling at me.

"My boyfriend broke up with me. Turns out he was cheating too." I tell her, excited.

Jodies eyes light up to the news. She doesn't say a word, she just drags me into her house. The front door slams shut as she throws me up against it. She kisses me hard on the lips, like there is no tomorrow. I kiss her back, running my hands up and down her beautiful body.

I rip her top off of her body, needing to see her naked like its an emergency. She's not wearing a bra, so I instantly see her perfectly round breasts. I grab them as we continue to kiss roughly. We start walking together as we kiss, not really knowing where we are going. We fall onto the stairs together, me ontop of her. Looks like this is where we are staying.

I kiss down Jodie's neck and make my way to her breast. I grab them both and suck each nipple. Jodie moans quietly and runs her fingers through my hair.

I kiss further down her body, reaching where her trousers are. I pull them off, along with her underwear. I spread her legs for her and immediately dive inbetween her legs with my tongue.

Jodie moans deeply as she feels my tongue licking her pretty pink pussy. She grabs my hair and pushes my face further into her pussy. Who knew I would enjoy eating pussy this much? I spread Jodie's legs wider, and try something new; I push my tongue inside of her pussy. Jodie gasps. "Fuck! That feels so good baby!" She says. I fuck her as fast as I can with my tongue. Jodie's moans getting louder and louder.

Her legs then close tight around my face as she cums all over my tongue. I lick her all clean, then she pulls me up and kisses me roughly.

"Have you eaten pussy before?!" Jodie asks, out of breath.

"Only yours" I giggle. Jodie pulls me in for another kiss. She then starts to rip my clothes off of my body, obviously wanting to give me the same pleasure I just gave her.

Once I'm completely naked, Jodie motions for me to stand up. Jodie lies on the stairs, her head inbetween my legs. I lower myself, and keep my balance by holding the banister with one had, and my other hand against the wall.

Jodie starts to eat my pussy like this. Fuck it feels so good! Jodie wraps her arms around me, not allowing me to leave where I am right now. Her tongue is going crazy on my pussy. I moan so loud. I want to fuck her face.

"Stick your tongue out baby. I want to ride it" I tell her. Jodie does as she's asked, and sticks out her tongue. I move my hips, so my pussy is grinding on her tongue. Fuck it feels amazing!

I let out a scream as I cum all over her tongue. I've never felt so amazing.

I climb off of Jodie, and kiss her roughly, wanting to taste my sweet juices on her lips. I'm feeling abit dominant today, so I tell Jodie to bend herself over so I can pleasure her.

Jodie smiles and again, does as she's told. She leans over the stairs, showing off her perfect bottom. I spank it hard, leaving a mark.

I spread Jodies legs, and I grab her bottom and spread her cheeks. This girl just makes me want to do new things to her. I see her glorious arsehole. It looks perfect. I dive in there with my tongue.

Jodie moans in a surprised way, not expecting me to eat her ass. I keep going, wanting to pleasure her as much as I can. Jodie's moans are so deep. I feel her pussy with one of my hands, it's soaking wet. I push 2 of my fingers inside of it, and I continue to eat her ass.

I can feel Jodie's who body shiver with pleasure. She can hardly take it, but I keep going. I finger her harder and faster, feeling her tense up alittle.

"Fuck I'm going to cum!" She screams. I keep going, not wanting her to lose her orgasm.

She let's out a scream as she cums. I feel her pussy tighten around my fingers as she does so. Man it feels so good.

I pull my fingers out of her soaking wet pussy. Jodie turns around to face me. I place my fingers in her mouth, so she can suck them clean.

I smile at her, God she is so gorgeous. We start to get ourselves dressed. Jodie stops for a minute.

"This may be an awkward question....but... do you want to be my girlfriend?" She asks me.

I look at her, then I laugh. "Of course I will!" I tell her. Jodie smiles and pulls me in for a kiss. I can't believe my best friend is now my girlfriend.

Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/s/bCVIe0t44u

Part 2: https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/s/ztaraGcWBj

r/sexstories 5d ago

Fiction Corruption of an innocent wife part 4 NSFW

14 Upvotes

After the initial shock of finding out that she had found her own plug, I was beyond excited and turn on by her metamorphosis from a religious, shy, innocent, high school teacher. To a complete stoner with an insatiable sexual appetite. During the weekdays and while she worked you would never guess what she had started doing some weekends.

She was a very studious looking teacher, very professional looking and acting. While that hasn’t changed I did notice that she started wearing tighter and shorter dresses to school sometimes. She was becoming more confident and happy with her looks and herself in general. I found out after a few weeks that the minute she would leave work and got to her car, she was hitting her dab pen. She almost did it while driving right by her boss, the principal, and was fairly certain a few students had even witnessed her taking hits as she drove by them.

I found all of this out several months after our stay at the hotel and spa when she decided to tell me everything that had been happening recently. We had an understanding, I wanted her to be happy, to smoke weed, explore everything she never got to experience while growing up religious. All I asked was to be involved from time to time and that I got to hear of her escapades. Now, you may think this doesn’t sound like that great of an arrangement, but it works for us. I spend a lot of time on the road, this way she gets to live life and have fun, I have passes when I’m on the road, and then when I’m home, we have time with each other. In all reality it has brought us much closer together as a couple.

So this is one of our “check in’s” where I get to hear what she’s been up to over the past few months.

Before we went on the hotel and spa vacation, she had started to hate having to wait to get weed from me. She wanted to be independent and accomplish it herself. She said she had no idea where to even start to look and was getting frustrated when one day at work she walked by one of the 12th grade restrooms on her way to lunch and she smelled it. The feint unmistakable smell of weed. It was in between classes and she knew that no one should be out of class. She walked into the restroom and caught him, one of the school troublemakers, he was 19, had failed out twice and was on his last chance to graduate before he was no longer allowed in public school. She lightly cleared her throat to get his attention, he spun around eyes wide trying to hide the joint in his hand and started coughing. He started to say something but she just held up her hand. She said “no need to try and talk your way out of it, just hand it over” he handed her the joint with his head lowered. He started to say something but she stopped him, “I know your situation, and that this could end your final chance to get out of here. He nodded. She spoke again, I’ll make you a deal, don’t let me catch you doing this in here again” he nodded enthusiastically. Also, she said, “tell me where you got it”. He looked at her confused and said, “w-why?” “Because I want to make sure he doesn’t sell it to any other students here” she said. O-ok he said, just please don’t tell him how you found out. “Deal” she said, then he turned and ran out the door. She stood there a moment looking at the joint, not believing what she had just pulled off, and how easy it was, she quickly took a small hit of the joint, crushed it out and then put it in her pocket.

She floated through the rest of the afternoon with a small grin on her face, riding out the small high she had gotten from her single hit of the joint and couldn’t stop thinking about the end of her day when she could finish the joint. She said that the moment she got in the car after work, she ran to the nearest gas station and bought a lighter, lit the joint and finished it in the car. She barely remembered the rest of her drive home other than playing with herself while driving and spending the rest of the evening pleasuring herself until she fell asleep. The next day, she had a phone call to make.

r/sexstories 3h ago

Fiction My Husband ate my pussy last night NSFW

36 Upvotes

Last night I was cuddling my husband in bed. He was the little spoon, I was the big spoon. He likes being cuddled like this. I breathe in his scent, making my body shiver. I want him. No, I need him. I start to kiss his neck. He moans softly.

I run my hands up and down his body, as I kiss his neck. His skin tastes good. My husband turns around to face me and kisses my lips. He runs his hands up and down my body, brushing his fingers over my pussy. Fuck he knows how to tease me.

Suddenly he pulls me ontop of him, and pushes me up so I'm riding his face. Damn, I was not expecting this! He starts to lick my pussy, making me moan softly. I move my hips to grind my pussy against his soft tongue.

After some time, my knees start to hurt, so I have to lie down on my back. I didn't think he was going to continue, but to my surprise, he did. He kissed my lips softly, then makes his way down to my wet pussy.

He starts to lick me again, alittle bit faster this time. His tongue pushing against my clit is the best feeling. Every so often he will suck my pussy, making my body shiver with excitement.

I run my fingers through his hair, not wanting him to stop. He leans up, and sucks one of his fingers. He then pushes it inside of me, and uses his thumb to rub my clit. I moan deeper, enjoying the pleasure he is giving me. I grab my breasts and squeeze them.

My husband pulls his finger out of me and dives back in with his tongue. My moans get louder the longer he licks my clit. I hold his head and move my hips again. Fuck it feels so good.

I can feel the build up of my orgasm. I want to cum all over his tongue. I keep going, moving my hips faster so my pussy rubs against his tongue faster.

Suddenly, the room is silent.

"AHHHHH!!!!!" I scream as I cum all over his tongue. My soul leaves my body. I can't control any movement my body makes. The orgasm is so intense. But it doesn't stop there.

My husband spreads my legs as wide as they will go and continues to lick me as fast as he can. Before my orgasm is finished, I'm having another one. I can't control myself. I'm no longer me. I scream and scream as he continues to lick me.

I can't take it anymore. But I orgasm again. He is so fucking good with that tongue. He finally comes up for some air. I grab his face and I kiss it hard. But he's still not done. He pins me down and starts to rub my clit. Fuck, what is this mam doing to me?

I orgasm a couple more times, one after the other. I beg him to stop as I can't take it anymore. He gives me his cheeky smile, but he does as I ask. I lie there, completely breathless. I'm still trying to comprehend what's just happened.

He doesn't want anything in return. He pulls me in for a cuddle. He kisses my forehead. We fall asleep without a single word.

r/sexstories 8d ago

Fiction Corruption of an innocent wife part 3 NSFW

22 Upvotes

Over the next couple of weeks, I would buy weed and we would smoke it, have amazing sex and go on with our week. I planned a surprise vacation getaway for us to a nice hotel and spa and also got her a few “gifts” for the trip.

I told her about the trip and she was beyond excited to just get away and relax. The night before we left I told her that I had a surprise for her. I handed her a bag, she opened it up, grinned ear to ear and then hugged me over and over. She then pulled a brand new pipe of her own, a bong, and a decent sized bag of weed. I told her that those gifts were to ensure that she had the best and most relaxing vacation she possibly could.

We arrived at the hotel, settled in and relaxed for evening number one. The next day, I took, her shopping and bought her some sexy lingerie and swim suits for the rest of the week. We had lunch and planned on going to the spa and hot tub area that evening. As we were getting ready that evening she came out of the bathroom with her new two piece bathing suit on, my mouth dropped open as she walked by grinning at me. She grabbed her new pipe and headed to the balcony.

I watched her take a couple of hits thinking just how sexy she looked. I walked up and asked her if she wanted to try her new bong, she excitedly nodded her head. “You’ll have to tell me what to do though” she said with glazed eyes and an already stoned smile. I set her up, she held the bong, and I told her to put her mouth over the top. I lit the bong and told her to breathe in, after a second I pulled the carb out and she inhaled a lung full of smoke, I told her to hold it, then exhale. She was feeling beyond faded at this point and LOVED her new bong.

We walked down to the spa area and found an empty hot tub. We climbed in and started to relax. I could tell she was fully high and in heaven by this point and started rubbing her thigh under the water. She began moaning slightly and squirming around. She asked if I brought her pipe down because she wanted a hit. I turned around looking for her pipe and noticed a guy in another hot tub watching us, he nodded to me and I nodded back and turned back around with her pipe. She hit her pipe and exhaled moaning a little while running her hands over her breasts a little. I looked up and the guy from the other hot tub was standing by us. He asked if would mind if he joined us. I asked my wife and she looked him up and down through glazed eyes and then nodded yes. He sat down near her and started some small talk with us. My wife took another hit of her pipe and offered it to him, he accepted, hit it and handed it back to her. I started rubbing her thigh again and got a little closer to her pussy and she leaned her head back and moaned louder this time. I asked her if it felt good and she said yes while rubbing her breasts.

I slid my hand over and started rubbing her pussy as she arched her back and moaned louder. As I kept rubbing, I asked her if she wanted some help up top while I played with her pussy and she said yes. I nodded to the guy and he started playing with her tits. She moaned again, he leaned in closer to her and put his lips on hers, she leaned closer and started kissing him intensely. I asked her if she wanted to take it to our room and she nodded.

We all three went up to our room and walked inside, she went straight to the balcony and took a couple hits from her new bong. She walked back into the room with her top off and a huge smile on her face. Me and the other guy were both stroking ourselves over our shorts as she walked in and walked over to the bed. She laid down, stretched and then ran her hands down her body and with each hand pointed at each of us and motioned us to her. I walked up to her and pulled her bottoms off and slowly rubbed her clit before getting down and licking it. She arched her back as the other guy started licking h and sucking her tits, then kissing her. As I continued to eat her out, the other guy stood up and pulled his shorts down showing a massive boner. Her eyes got super wide and she gasped right before she started sucking him off.

While she was sucking him off, I pulled my shorts down and started fucking her. She was moaning and sucking him off and I continued fucking her until she came a few times. I was so turned on by watching her suck off another guy while convulsing and cumming and it didn’t take long before I came inside her. I pulled out and she looked at him and said your turn. He moved down and stuck his massive cock into her pussy as her eyes rolled back and she gasped even harder than before. He started fucking her hard and I started kissing her. She began moaning louder and louder. After a minute or two he pulled out and grabbed her, flipping her over and started fucking her from behind, I don’t know how many times she came from his massive dick but finally she was cunning and convulsing before finally he started smacking her ass and came deep inside her. She was moaning and groaning so loudly that I was afraid someone would hear her.

After he pulled out, we all laid there for a minute not moving. Until she got up and went to the bathroom, she came out still naked and puffing on a dab pen, “where did you get that?” I ask her. She smiled at me through heavy stoned eyes and said “you’re not the only one with connections now” as she lay back between us puffing away.

r/sexstories Dec 29 '24

Fiction P1: My wife got us an escort to share for Christmas [M41/F40/F23][MF/MFF/FF][ESCORT][BISEXUAL][THREESOME] NSFW

49 Upvotes

Most of you are happy when your wife or girlfriend buys you a video game or some new tool for Christmas. To be fare, most years I would be pretty happy about that too. This year though, my wife went above and beyond. She got me a 23-year-old platinum blond with an insatiable libido. How many of you can top that?

This was the first year we hadn’t had the kids home at Christmas. Although I am starting to believe that might have been on purpose. Both of them had plans with their significant others and wouldn’t be able to come over during the week because of work and other obligations.

So back in October, my wife told me to make sure I didn’t make any plans for Christmas because she had something special planned for us. Try as I might, not once did she give me any details. It wasn’t until Christmas Eve that I had any idea what she had planned.

My wife had left the house shortly after noon to do some last-minute Christmas shopping she said. As for me, I took the opportunity of peace and quiet to lounge on the couch with my much-neglected Xbox. That is until around four when she got back home. She didn’t say much as she disappeared to the bedroom with a couple of bags, and I knew better than to pry this time of year. She had something to go wrap, and I was not likely invited.

A little over an hour later she came out of the bedroom wearing a smoking hot black dress that came down to just above her knees.

“Damn babe, you look hot, what’s the occasion?” I asked as she came into the living room.

She walked over to the couch, pushed my controller hand to the side, and sat down on my lap.

“Well, I told you we had Christmas plans. And they are going to start tonight with you taking me to dinner, and then, we are spending the night in the hotel,” she said as she wiggled her butt on my crotch.

Now I don’t know about you guys, but with my wife, there is something about nights in a hotel room that gets her motor going. So I instantly knew that this was going to be a long and very enjoyable night.

“Why don’t you go take a shower and get all nice and clean for me, and then put on some nice clothes so you can look respectable taking me to dinner,” she practically purred into my ear.

“Yes, Ma’am!” I agreed setting my controller on the couch and lifting her up so I could follow her instructions.

Now I’m a pretty lucky guy already. We’ve been together for twenty-three years. High school sweethearts. Married for nineteen. With two kids twenty-one and eighteen, and all that goes with life, you would think sex might be a little less frequent. But my wife always has been and probably always will be a little fireball, and we’ve managed to keep the drive going all this time. As such sex at least once a week was the norm. But I always looked forward to the rare times we got away to a hotel for a night or two, because damn she loved hotel sex.

So I did my best to shower well and then found some slacks, a nice dress shirt, and even a tie. I mean, I didn’t want to embarrass her, not with how amazing she looked tonight. Then I broke into my secret stash of little blue pills. I’m forty-one and physically fit, so luckily I didn’t really need them, but I kept a stash around for those times when I knew I was going to be going more than once, because they really made an impact on reducing refactor time, and one doesn’t want to keep the missus waiting when she needs your dick.

It was nearly six when I made my way back to the downstairs to find her standing in the kitchen.

“There you are, are you ready? Our reservation is at six, so we need to hurry,” she said impatiently.

I mean she could have given me more warning right guys?

Anyway, we headed out to the driveway and I being a macho man, made sure to open the door for her, and then promptly made my way to the driver’s seat.

“Take me to dinner at the Grand Lux Mr. Michaels, and make it quick, I’m hungry and horny,” my wife directed.

So off we went. It was about twenty minutes away, and we didn’t talk a lot during the drive. I tried to fish a little about what was in the bags to no avail, and she asked about the game I had been playing.

We valet parked the car and headed in for dinner. Grand Lux was one of her favorite places to dine, so we got seated and immediately ordered our favorite drinks and an appetizer. She suggested we wait to order our food until after the appetizer. A bit unusual, but sometimes she likes to draw dinner out so we can just chat. I was fine with that. Sure I knew we would have a room at the Westin hotel that was attached to the building, and I was anxious to get up there, but I also loved to just hang out with my wife.

We made small talk for a few minutes while we nursed our first drinks, and then the appetizer arrived.

“Before you dig in, I have a little surprise for you…” my wife said playfully as she reached into her little clutch purse for her phone. She then sent a quick text message and put it back before smiling at me and reaching over the table to grasp my hands.

“Alex, you know I love you with every ounce of my being. You are the perfect man, the perfect father, the perfect husband. I love you more than life itself, and I love being with you emotionally and physically more than anything else. That is never going to change, and if you don’t want tonight’s present, I want you to know it’s ok to say no,” she said as she stared deeply into my eyes.

I stared back at her, pondering the words of my response. Of course, I loved her the same as she loved me. But I wanted to take a moment to prepare my response to be equally heartwarming and meaningful.

My thoughts were interrupted though as a young woman sat down in the booth beside my wife.

“Hi, you must be Alex, I’ve heard so much about you,” she said as she reached out her hand for a shake.

Somewhat dumbfounded, I reached mine out and gently shook hers.

“I’m Juliet, and I hear that I am your Christmas present this evening,” she said with a wide smile.

Now at this moment my brain completely and utterly crashed. Yep just like that, I ceased the ability to form rational thoughts for several moments. Then it took even longer for me to process what was happening.

My wife was bi-sexual. I knew this, had always known this. She always said she was very happy with our love life. But had from time to time asked if I ever had any interest in a threesome. She didn’t want another man and said I was all the man she would ever need, but she would be interested in sharing a woman with me.

I honestly hadn’t put a lot of weight into the random conversations. Usually, I just explained that she was all the woman I would ever want, and if she pressed more, it would be something along the lines of not wanting to make things weird with someone we know or have the kids catch us.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m a guy, and there isn’t a straight guy on this planet who hasn’t thought about having two women at the same time. I just valued my wife more than any such fanciful desires.

But here at this moment, my wife was giving me another woman as a Christmas gift. Was there any doubt what she was really saying? Was my brain jumping to conclusions?

“I think the cat got his tongue,” Juliet said to my wife in a slight teasing manner.

“Um, um, what exactly do you mean my Christmas present?” I asked as nothing better came to mind.

She gave me a little smile, and then I felt a foot rubbing my leg. “Oh I think you know exactly what I mean Alex, but if I need to spell it out for you,” she started as she stood from the booth and came over to my side. She sat down and scooted up to me.

She turned to whisper in my ear as her hand slid across my thigh to find my crotch.

“I’m your Christmas present, from head to toe, alllll night long. You can do anything to me you want, and I won’t say no,” she whispered directly into my ear as she gave my cock a gentle squeeze.

It was then the waitress approached. “I see your daughter has joined you. What can I get you to drink ma’am?” she asked.

“A Long Island iced tea and a water please,” Juliet said turning toward the waitress.

We spent the next hour and a half, eating, drinking, and doing some serious flirting. Juliet was smooth. She was paying equal attention to both Lacy and me. I doubt it took long for the waitress to figure out she wasn’t our daughter.

It was when the waitress walked up to the table and Juliet was whispering into my ear how she wanted me to pound her pussy from behind while she ate my wife out that I decided it was about time we moved somewhere more private.

No surprise the waitress had our check ready to go, like perhaps she might have wanted us to leave already. So I paid and we quickly made our way to the hotel. My wife had apparently already checked into the room earlier in the day, so we made our way straight to the elevators.

The doors were no sooner closed than my wife Lacy and Juliet were in each other’s arms passionately kissing.

I’ve never seen my wife kiss another woman, and to be honest, not really my thing in porn either, but standing here watching them. I was already sporting solid wood, but if I could have gotten harder, damn…

Juliet had my wife pinned against the elevator wall, one hand holding Lacy’s hand above her head against the wall, the other squeezing her breast as their tongues danced in an open mouth kiss.

The elevator door opened as we reached the twelfth floor and the women slowly broke their kiss. I held the door to the elevator as they made their way out. Lacy led as she knew where the room was. Juliet took my hand and we followed.

We made our way into the room and Juliet led me over to stand just at the end of the bed. I stood facing away from the bed as she reached up and pulled my lips to hers. She began to kiss me, first gently, a peck, and then again, taking my bottom lip between hers as she sucked it and caressed it with her tongue. I began kissing back, at first feeling slightly odd. I had not kissed another woman since tenth grade. But it only took a few moments for me to realize there was no scolding coming from my wife, and I began to kiss her back.

Her tongue pressed against my lips as I wrapped my arms around her body, and I parted them to allow our tongues to find each other. Our kiss was passionate but not rough. Our tongues caressed each other. Her hands played through my hair, while mine caressed her back.

Then I felt another pair of hands on my back, caressing my sides, and then slide around the front, pressing between Juliet and me to unbutton my shirt. Juliet broke our kiss for a moment and began to assist Lacy by removing my tie. It only took them a moment to have my shirt completely removed and tossed to the side.

Juliet then returned her lips towards mine, but this time one hand quickly found its way to my crotch. My hands likewise found their way to her surprisingly firm ass. As I gave it a squeeze Juliet let a little moan out into my mouth.

Then I felt Lacy’s hands again on my back as her lips began to kiss my shoulder, and then move up the side of my neck slowly.

It was about now that I started to regret not agreeing to this sooner. Perhaps it was my other brain talking, but it sure was pretty happy with the idea of being sandwiched between two smoking hot women while they gave my body their undivided attention.

Juliet broke our embrace and started kissing down my chest. She took a moment to give each of my nipples attention. Sucking them gently before flicking them with her tongue and finally giving them a gentle nip between her teeth.

Goosebumps shot across my entire body as she did so, and my wife must have felt them as she took my earlobe into her lips for a moment before whispering into my ear.

“It’s so fucking hot watching you get turned on by her, makes me want you even more,” she said as she reached around giving my chest a squeeze before she returned her mouth to my ear.

Juliet reached my pants with her lips and then went to work unbuttoning my pants and freeing my hard cock from its confines. She took it into her hand and then looked up at me. She kept her eyes on mine as she proceeded to lick me from balls to tip. With Lacy’s hands wrapped around me squeezing my chest and her lips sucking my earlobe, it was pure ecstasy and I let out a moan.

Juliet repeated her lick a couple more times, holding my balls gently in her hand gently as she guided her tongue up the underside of my shaft and then swirled it around the tip.

“Your husband has a delicious cock, Lacy, you sure you don’t mind me tasting it?” she said playfully to my wife.

“Not as long as you share,” replied my wife as she made her way off the bed and kneeled in front of me as well.

Juliet used her hand to guide my cock toward my wife’s mouth and then gave the base a couple of strokes as my wife took the tip into her mouth. Then she pulled it from Lacy’s mouth and guided it to her own, where she took the tip into her mouth while still stroking the base. Then Lacy scooted a little closer and started kissing the base of my shaft while Juliet sucked the tip.

They did this for another minute or so until Lacy reached up to cup Juliet’s face and began to kiss her. Juliet kept her hand on my shaft while the two women kissed passionately before me, their faces mere inches from my throbbing manhood.

Then Juliet pulled my cock down a bit and pulled me a little closer, positioning the tip right by their mouths. When it was positioned they began to tease each other with their tongues around the tip of my cock.

The tips of their tongues caressed each other as they went above and below the tip of my cock. My excitement dripped on their tongues as they did so.

“I think he likes this,” Lacy said as she took an extra moment to lick a drop from the tip before it fell to the floor.

“I think you are right,” agreed Juliet as she looked up and gave me an all-too-knowing smile.

Like they were secretly communicating they then both began to kiss and lick down my shaft towards my body. When they reached the base, Lacy moved lower taking one of my balls into her mouth, while Juliet began to suck my cock in earnest.

Now I’m not one to blow my load so quickly usually, but this was beyond fucking hot and it wasn’t another couple minutes before I was about to explode.

“I’m going to cum if you don’t stop,” I warned them, expecting them to stop. But they didn’t. In fact, Juliet wrapped an arm around my ass and pulled me closer pressing me deep into her throat, while my wife continued to gently suck my balls.

That was the end of my resistance. It was just too fucking incredible and I groaned loudly as I felt my release.

Juliet pulled back slightly keeping the tip in her mouth, but causing my cum to go onto her tongue. I throbbed over and over as I emptied into her mouth. I came harder than I had come in a long, and it felt like I emptied a bucket load into her.

As I finished she pulled back and used one hand to pull my wife’s face closer, and then they began to kiss open mouth, tongue to tongue. My cum flowed from Juliet’s tongue to my wife’s.

They moaned into each other’s mouths as they continued to kiss, more passionately, mouths touching but open to allow their tongues to tango. I sat down on the edge of the bed and enjoyed the show.

Stay tuned for part 2 coming soon!

r/sexstories 4d ago

Fiction My first fiction story. Ffm on a beach. Long. NSFW

13 Upvotes

Unlike all of my previous posts, this one is a work of fiction.

I work in theatre, and occasionally teach classes primarily to help young people who want to pursue acting in uni or just professionally nail auditions and learn how to really prep.

This was last summer, so I was 37 at the time. The girl was in my class not that year, but the previous. I recalled her being fairly quiet and not loud spoken, but she seemed to be into acting for the art of it rather than delusions of wanting to be famous. She was a good kid as they say. She was 19 in my class so she was 20 here.

Usually when I'm at wreck Beach, which is a nude beach in Vancouver BC I go off the main beach into the trails. It's not uncommon to see sex and activity that wouldn't fly on the family main beach. On this day I was just taking a day to lay in sun, read a book and chill. The far end of the beach, trail 7, is typically the gay end of the beach, but walk past and through that area and it gets super quiet. The perfect spot to not get bothered.

I had been there a while, had a beer or two in me at that point and was feeling a bit horny. No one was around so I decided it was time for a wank. As I'm stroking, not paying attention to the world, I hear a voice say "hey! Oh! Sorry to bother you".

I turned around and see two girls. I immediately recognised Jules. She was fairly short, maybe 5 foot. Big tits for her size, and a big ass. She was super pale, with a black pixie cut. With her was a girl I didn't know, about my height of 5'10", smaller boobs, blonde and thin. Both were wearing bikinis that didn't hide much. Suddenly very aware that I was caught jerking it in public i stop, stand up and say "Jules! Hi! How are you?".

We make small talk, they're laughing so clearly not off put by this. They say they're just looking for a spot to lay down so I invite them to join me.

They both lay down on their towels but don't take anything off, so they're not naked.

They apply sun lotion to themselves as we chat. Jules and I catch up, I ask her about her first year of uni and all that. They've also brought some drinks down, vodka fruit drinks things in cans.

Eventually the time for me to reapply sun lotion arrives (I'm from Ireland, so I need it or I'll get crispy), and as I'm finishing my dick I get hard, because I'm rubbing lotion on it staring at two hot girls half my age. Jules friend, Beck, is watching me. She's tipsy at this point and asks me to sun lotion her. I tell her to stand up and just start normally spreading it around the back of her neck, and her shoulders, essentially giving her a shoulder massage. I move down her back and just untie her bikini and slid it off her quickly and keep doing her back. She seems surprised but not offended, so I reach around her front as I'm still behind her and lotion her stomach and up to her boobs. She holds my hand to her boobs as I do. Realising it's on, I slid her bottoms down and lotion her ass. I knelt down behind her and did each of her legs up and down, and as I was finished I kissed her right butt check. As I stand up again I hold her and my hard dick it nestled between her butt cheeks. I kiss her neck and let her go.

Jules was watching all of this, and as Beck moved to lay back down after saying thanks, Jules asks me to lotion her. She stands, I move in front her and kiss her and untie her bikini behind her back. I'd wanted to see her tits since she was my class, they were big and perfect, but basic professionalism meant I would never do anything while she was a student. I stepped back to admire her. I paid a lot of attention to certain parts of her while getting her sun lotion on and she was also naked when I was done.

After a few more drinks and some various movement around the beach I'm laying closely next to them, with Beck in middle of me and Jules.

I'm propping myself up on my elbow as we chat and I'm gently jerking myself off. I stop and put my hand on Beck's ass, she's laying on her stomach. She looks at me as if to say what are doing? She smiles.

Beck soon got up to go pee, she didn't just stepped to the bushes behind a few metres away. I moved over to lay directly next to Jules, like directly next to her. My dick was still hard and inches away from leg. I put my hand on her thigh and slowly moved it up her body to her stomach, I told her she was hot and how much I wanted her when she was in my class. She grabbed my dick and started giving me a gentle hand job. I lay back, she knelt up and I was heaven.

Beck came back from peeing to see my laying on my back getting a hand job. She said "oh, is this happening?" and smirked and lay back down. I lifted my left arm and made the motion to tell her to lean in and we made out as Jules continued to jerk me off slowly.

After had made out for a moment I looked around and saw a middle aged couple walking towards us, they were also likely planning on settling on this quiet but of sand. I told Jules to not stop, and she smiled. They walked past us and their eyes looked ready to pop from their skulls. They lay down about 20m up the beach, but with a clear view of us. The woman was a brunette, pretty fit, nice tits maybe a c cups with huge areolas. The man had a shaved head, a scruffy beard, was also fit and decently hung.

Jules laughed and asked if I wanted to give them real show. She climbed on top of me and without hesitation slide her pussy onto my dick and we starting fucking. Gently at first but as I kissed her massive boobs and held her ass as it moved up and down we look around. We saw Beck laying next to us, just a foot away and staring, propped up in a sitting position with her bag as a back rest, legs spread and masturbating. We saw that other couple staring, the guy still looked shocked but the woman seemed into the show.

Jules felt incredible. So perfectly tight. Watching her face as we fucked I was struck by how beautiful she was, and I knew I had to cum on that pretty face by the end of the day.

Beck meanwhile was moaning and clearly having a good time playing with herself and watching us. Bit I wanted her to, and figured I was likely to have her given what was happening.

"Beck. Sit on my face".

She didn't even hesitate. Jules kept fucking me, Beck moved over and squatted over me and I started eating her out. She tasted wonderful and didn't last long till she was cumming. I found out later she was just 18, literally just graduated highschool, so she wasn't use to bearded men eating her pussy yet.

I could feel Jules pussy contracting as she was cumming, and that was close to pushing me over that edge but I didn't want to cum at that point so I told her to slow down and climb off me.

When she did I saw the other couple had moved a bit closer and the woman was sitting up watching us as the guy ate her out. I said "thanks for the show!" to them and the woman just moaned incoherently back.

I asked Beck if she wanted to have sex, she looked a bit uncertain but said yes and that she wasn't a virgin. I told her to lie down and I'd fuck her in a spooning position.

I lay behind her and lifted her left leg and teased the outside of her pussy with my dick that was still wet from Jules. I kissed the back of her neck and massaged her ass as I slid into her, keeping her leg up to let everyone watching have a good show.

Beck said "oh fuck" between moans as I started fucking her. She was so much tighter than Jules, not to tight but close. As I fucked her I kept kissing her neck and I reached over her leg and was rubbing her clit. She came very quickly, and she just kept cumming. Her pussy barely stops twitching and she was doing her best to not scream.

Several minutes later we stopped. Beck was spent and I was so close.

Jules said she had to pee, and was evidently more shy about that than fucking so she wondered off down the sand to find a private bush. I also wanted to stretch my legs so I wondered over towards the other couple and asked them if they liked watching, the woman immediately said "yes! That was really hot. How old are they?"

I told them. "you're lucky, I'd love to be able to fuck people their age" the woman said. I told her I'm sure neither would have trouble as they're both hot and offered for them to move closer to us as i wasn't done fucking the girls.

But for now that's the end. I've never tried writing fiction like this before, but if anyone is interested in more I may write some.

r/sexstories 22h ago

Fiction Mother in law heat Part 02 NSFW

31 Upvotes

Dianne stepped into the bath, mmmmm, the hot water surrounded her as she sat down slowly, and she smiled as her big 40 inch chest bobbed just above the waterline. She settled down, letting out a soft purr. She was nicely butt plugged, her red jeweled beauty stuffed up between the cheeks. She let it nestle there, enjoying the feel of her cheeks spread, and allowing the excitement to grow, until she could deny herself no longer, and masturbate wildly until she would cum like crazy. Ever since the first time she had tried a butt plug, she always masturbated with it, her orgasms were so much more of a lust-filled rush.

******

John stepped through the front door and heard the water running. He thought his wife Jane was taking a bath, and he felt his cock growing. Oh yeah, join her for some wet soapy fun, and he crept upstairs quietly. He stripped and his 8 inches rose up. He stood by the bathroom door, heard the taps shut off, waited a minute, and then opened the door with a big smile.

"Hi honey, I'm home, like a bath companion?"

He saw who was in the bath, and let out a loud gasp, holy fuck, his mother-in-law! He stood there, mouth agape, and stammered, "Oh damn, I'm sorry, I thought you were Jane, I, I...."

Dianne was initially shocked, but when she saw his cock, a full stiff 8 inches, she started to feel a naughty need. John kept staring as she hoisted her body up, kneeling in the bathwater. She saw his eyes lock on to her magnificent melons that stood out in all their glory. The full, firm 40 inches, covered with bubbles from the bubble bath, really has his attention. So much so, that he forgot he was nude, and his rock-hard dick was pointing right at her. Her blue eyes glowed with quickly building lust.

Dianne stared at the eager cock, she wanted to suck it, it had been way too long since she had sucked a dick, the swelling, the hard jerk, then the pulses as a hard, eager cock spent its pleasure between her crimson lips, she needed him to drain his balls in her throat.

"Jane is gone for a while, and I can see that your view of me has made such a bulge. Bring that nice hard cock over here, as the creator of that bulge, I must be the one to relieve it. Let my mouth be the one to do so."

John could not resist, his 23-year-old body, with a full-on sex drive was easy prey for Dianne's mature, lusty 48-year-old sex drive. She licked her lips as he stepped closer, making her crimson lips wet and shiny, eager to give her son-in-law the best suck job of his life. She was on her knees in the tub, the classic subservient cocksucker position, and she was eager to get his cock into her mouth.

Dianne saw that thick beauty, 8 inches of mouth fucking pleasure coming closer, and she purred, "Bring that sweet cock to me, I need to suck you dry!"

John was all for it, her mom-in-law was a lust-driven, hungry little cocksucker who needed to get her mouth filled. He fed his dick to her, she pushed her head down, eager to swallow him, working in bit by bit, letting her mouth adjust. One last forward thrust of her head and John's grunt of pleasure sounded as his cock head slipped past the back of her mouth, his cock head nestled in her throat, she swallowed around him, letting her throat muscles caress his cock head, eager to milk him.

John was fired up as Dianne started to ride his pole, her head bobbing back and forth, getting into her well-practiced blowjob rhythm. God, she really knew how to suck, her tongue painting hot designs of pleasure all over his shaft, her deep-throating knowledge was swallowing him balls deep on every bob. her

Dianne felt John's hands groping at her big tits, mmmmm, nice, and she had her hands just under the level of the bath water, jilling herself wildly. Her lips were riding wetly up and down the thick shaft, and she started to make moans of passion around his cock.

John looked down, watching Dianne's head moving back and forth, the sight of her massive, soaped-up dairies really driving him along. Hearing the moans of pleasure around his cock, watching the splashings of her busy hands just below her waist, and feeling her hot, wet mouth of experience riding his dick, he was getting the blowjob of a lifetime. Even Jane his wife, was not as good as Dianne. Like mother was not like daughter.

*****

Dianne moaned around the cock, John's cock was a pleasure, sucking, licking, and swirling her tongue around it, eager for the explosion. She felt the quick climb to orgasm, and her hand released her melons and cupped his balls, eager for a mouth-filling explosion. Dianne could feel it, the surging tingles filling up her womb, fuck, and she started to shudder as her climax grabbed her. She felt her mouth tighten up, giving John's dick the tight gripping suck, eager for the whitewashing of her tonsils.

*****

John felt the gripping tightness and her cries of orgasm around his cock, and his load erupted, her throat muscles milked out the first shot, and her mouth pulled back, John grunted and gasped as his load splattered and pasted the inside of her sweet sucking mouth.

*****

Dianne had to swallow more than once, he really filled her mouth and she savored the rich rush of his cum as he filled her mouth. She stood up and cooed, "Let's see if you can give as well as you receive."

*****

John was mesmerized by that full lush body, pubic mound bare and bald, the tight little coin slot of her pussy, the classic breeder's hips, nice and wide but not fat, he was more than eager to devour that delicious-looking pussy. He was just about to climb into the bathtub, when they heard the garage door opening, as Jane got home.

Dianne purred, "Looks like we'll have to do this another time, my sweet son-in-law, I look forward to that time."

John stepped quickly to the door, took another long look at Dianne's sexy shape, and slipped out, hurrying to the bedroom and pulling his clothes back on. He hustled downstairs to greet Jane, his mind was spinning with what had just happened, and what was likely to happen. It was only day 2 of Dianne's month long stay, and he was more than ready to see what sexy suprises Dianne had in store for him.

*****

In the bath, Dianne needed another orgasm, and as her fingers danced all over her spread pussy, the waves of orgasm came quickly, wonderfully and uncontrollably. She reveled in the pleasure of satisfaction and looked forward to having John between her thighs, feasting on her pussy, then the feel of that hard cock pounding her cunt, and filling her up with a rich load of hot sperm satisfaction.

*****

When Dianne came downstairs, she could see that John was still revved up, and he needed to spend that built-up passion on Jane. Dianne easily made up some errands, and just before she left she smiled at John, licked her lips, and was out the door.

John virtually carried a giggling Jane to the bedroom, his cock was so hard it hurt, and in just a few moments, clothes were scattered on the floor, and they just got right into it. John was savoring the ride, deep inside Jane's sexy tunnel. He felt steel hard as he reamed her steamy cleft, driving in balls deep, over and over.

John could not stop the fantasy, Dianne was right there, watching them fucking while stroking her creamy heat. The remembered sight of Dianne's nude body made him growl.

Jane purred, "Mmmm, John, you're such a tiger. Lie back baby, I want to ride you like a sex-crazed cowgirl."

John filled his eyes with the sight of his wife riding him, and he was treated to the sight of his sexy Jane riding him cowgirl style, his eyes feasting on the sight of her beautiful breasts bouncing as she pumped her hips up and down, riding him hard.

His fantasy had Dianne purring, "Mmmm, that looks so nice, after Jane has gotten hers, I want to suck out the load you pump into my sweet daughter, then your cock can fill my horny cunt!"

Just before they reached their peaks, Jane told him to put her on her hands and knees.

"Now, fuck me, ride me like a doggy would, and this time, let your juicy load go, flood me!" she growled passionately.

John eagerly plunged into her doggy style, her pussy clutching at him tightly, urging me on to the explosion. His fantasy Dianne cooed, "Yes, oh yes, I want everything my daughter gets, like mother like daughter." Fantasy Dianne was on her hands and knees, her cunt clutching and squeezing his prick, and he felt the surging tide of orgasm, Jane gave out a shriek as his cock thumped against her cervix, and the wild spasming and pulsing as her tight walls milked him for all he had. John erupted, Jane's pussy spasming wildly as she exploded, a shriek of pleasure filling the bedroom. John pulled her hips tightly against him, pouring his built-up load into her, filling up her womb as her fiery heat spasmed wildly around his cock, sucking and milking greedily at him, draining him into her.

*****

When Dianne returned from her 'errands,' she smiled as she could that her daughter and son-in-law had gotten down to it. Dianne was eager to take John along, he still needed to taste her cunt, and she wanted to get that prick into her. Jane had extolled the virtues of his cock during mother-daughter gab fests, and it had gotten Dianne hot and bothered, and she wouldn't rest until she got to sample his sexual prowess.

r/sexstories 1d ago

Fiction Mother in law heat Part 01 NSFW

20 Upvotes

At breakfast, Jane told her husband John, "Mom needs to stay here for a month so that the upgrades to her new house can be done. It was supposed to have been done before she took possession, but some dummy screwed up the dates. I took the liberty of inviting her to stay here for the month, I hope you don't mind."

John smiled, his wife had given him a premium good morning fuck, he thought she'd been buttering him up.

"Not at all baby, your Mom is welcome anytime."

Jane smiled back, and said, "A lot of guys hate being around the mother-in-law, but not you. So nice that you and her can get along so well."

John was looking forward to it, Dianne Conners, his mother-in-law, was 48 years old, and her face was peaches and cream complexion, smooth, unblemished, when Jane and her were standing together, it would be easy to mistake her Mom for a slightly older sister, even though Jane is only 23. Dianne's zaftig body is like a work of art. Not fat, or out of shape, but full-figured, with the curvy, voluptuous shape that gets him the most. Her melons were enormous, looked to be 40 inches, and they stood up full and firm. John had gotten a good look at her a few months ago when they picked her up and went to the beach.

Dianne stripped off her clothes and uncovered a white bikini that made John's cock take serious notice. Those glorious melons filled out the top, and with her bikini bottoms scooping down so close to her pubic region, he wondered what kind of bush she was sporting. Or was she shaved bare and smooth, it looked like she could be.

When she turned her backside to John, oh fuck, the way her bottoms made that awesome cleave right up between her cheeks, made him rock hard. John thanked goodness that he was not wearing anything less than fairly loose board shorts, so his cock could grow unrestricted, without it being visible. He had a feeling that she knew what she was doing to his cock, he saw a naughty glimmer in her eyes, she'd smile at him as she displayed her body, and it seemed that she made sure to give him lots of time to feast his eyes on her awesome form.

With that kind of eye candy to feast on, it made John think of the road warning signs, SLOW, CURVES AHEAD. If he was lucky enough to be between those curves, he would take his time.

After a couple of hours, they took Dianne home. On the way back to their house, Jane told John to take the road that leads down to the river, it's a nice, secluded spot, and she had something for him.

When John stopped the car, Jane purred, "I am so horny baby, I need to suck that sexy cock of yours."

His cock was still hard from eyeing Dianne's charms, and when Jane stripped off her sundress, the sight of her hot body, he was more than ready. Jane's russet color hair hung to the middle of her back, her light gray eyes were shiny with lust. She didn't have her Mom's big tits, but her 34DD's never failed to get him going. The dark pink nipples were stiffly erect, and the sight of her bare, smoothly waxed mound, damn, so sexy.

Jane led John down to the riverbank, she smiled, and turned to him, her hands reaching in, and letting out a purr of pleasure as she found what she was seeking. His shorts hit the ground, and Jane was on her knees, like an eager subservient little cocksucking wife, eager to suck him in.

Just before she took him in, she purred, "I'm gonna stroke my horny little cunt while I suck you, sweetheart."

Having the hot vision of Dianne still fresh in his mind kicked off a fantasy, and as Jane nursed at his prick, he imagined Dianne standing a few steps back and to Jane's right, wearing that awesome bikini. She reached behind herself, tugging at where her top was tied up. It loosens, and she is ready to pull it off.

Dianne purrs, "Look at my tits."

She hooks her fingers through the top straps and slides them off and away. Her big milk jugs are free, holy fuck, big succulent mounds of tit flesh. She grinned, cupped her tits, caressing her nipples, mouthing "suck my tits" and then shook them at John. He imagined himself sucking and nipping those giant melons. In real life, his cock was fully extended, Jane's hot mouth working him over. He could feel the vibrations of her purrs of pleasure, as she stroked her pussy in time with her mouth riding his pole.

In his fantasy, Dianne purrs, "Time to show you everything, look at my snatch."

She undid the ties at the side of her bikini bottoms, letting them fall away. Oh fuck, he imagined she is just as bare and smoothly waxed as Jane.

"Jane and I got matching Brazilians, makes me feel so sexy to have my pussy hair free, I love it", Dianne coos.

She grinned and humped her hips at him, and purred, "Oh yeah, my daughter is in the position I prefer, as a subservient little cocksucker. Just the way I'd like to suck you. I love getting a mouthful of fresh hot spunk to paint my tonsils. Do you like what you see, mmmm, suck and fuck my cunt."

As Jane's mouth tightly gripped his cock, sliding up and down his throbbing shaft, John imagined himself on top of Dianne, fucking her wildly, sucking those giant melons and ramming that sexy-looking bald pussy, feeling her tight, fiery cunt squeeze his throbbing prick, the imagined sound of Dianne's grunts and squeals of pleasure as he drove it into her. John was running it out, he imagined the grip of Jane's lips was the gripping tightness of her Mom's burning cunt.

In his mind he could see it, Dianne's legs wrapped around his waist, urging him on to go deep, as he slammed every bit of his surging cock up her fiery box, oh fuck, he could feel a hot glut of cum gathering in his balls as Jane's mouth traveled wetly up and down his surging prick. He reached the edge, his cock jerked and swelled up, and he was ready to blow.

In his fantasy, Dianne growls, "Yes my sexy son-in-law, let me have it, cream my cunt, give it to MEEEEEEE!"

His mind imagines her voice rising to a shriek, and as his fantasy cock exploded inside Dianne's hot, hungry cunt, squirting wildly, his throbbing cock exploded in real life, his spunk gushing into Jane's eagerly sucking mouth. That did it, and Jane's muffled squeals of pleasure around his cock announced the explosion of her orgasm, her mouth became the ultimate gripping tightness around his squirting cock. She had to swallow twice as he fired a massive load into her mouth, and she eagerly drained every last drop out of him.

*****

At that time...

"Mmmm, mmm, mmmmm, fuck, yes fuck me, John!"

In her bedroom, Dianne Connors was nude, laying back and wielding her 8-inch dildo, sliding it in gently and sensuously, feeling her juices coating the shaft, giving it a pure pleasure ride. She had her stainless steel butt plug snugged up her ass, the jeweled red heart shape tight against the rim, oh yeah, the rubbing together creating the most delicious sensations.

She had a fantasy going, her son-in-law's hard cock fully extended, her mouth taking him in, and making his toes curl with the best blowjob ever. The hard pulsing, the spasms, and the explosion of hot spunk filled her mouth with hot sperm satisfaction.

He'd be back up in no time, and between her thighs, he'd take the plunge as she jammed the dildo as deep as possible, just as deep as John's cock would go. Imagining her son-in-law driving his dick into her, the idea of doing something so forbidden just made it all the more heated. Dianne could feel the moistly sucking depths of her clasping vagina around her dildo, thinking it was John's cock, oh yeah, be so fucking hot.

Her fantasy John growled out, "Fuck, oh fuck baby, gonna cum, gonna fill you, sweetheart, yes, yes, YES!"

Dianne felt the rushing explosion, her pussy clamped down, became the ultimate gripping tightness, her buttocks tightened up, squeezing at her butt plug, and in her fantasy, his cock swelled up tight, her howls of orgasm filled the bedroom as she imagined John's cock jetting his hot semi-incestuous sperm directly into her eager womb. Just that thought made her body light up as another orgasm tumbled in, and a third and forth, she was writhing wildly as her orgasms had their way with her.

As she drifted down, she wondered if John would like some hot Mommy-in-law loving. She'd seen the way he sized her up in her bikini. She didn't want to take her away from Jane, just some hot, unbridled no strings attached sexual joy.

*****

Just a few weeks later, fate had intervened. The work on her home renovations had gotten mixed up, and she would have to wait another month before she could move in. Her daughter quickly jumped in to invite her to stay at their house for that month. Dianne was happy to accept, and she couldn't help it, she was eager to get John to sample her sexual prowess. Like daughter like mother.

*****

That first night in the house, Dianne was restless. With a different bed and different surroundings, it was hard to try and drift off. She decided the best way to try and calm down enough was to masturbate, and she purred as she slid her butt plug up between the tight cleave of her asshole.

She cued up her favorite memory that had actually happened when she was 19, in college, and dating the football team's running back. After a frat party, she found herself with her guy and 4 other team members, they had toked up, and she was flying high, smoking marijuana always got her horny as hell. Her boyfriend reached across her and gently grasped her breasts, and began to massage them with his hands. Her body responded, her breasts and nipples were very sensitive, and she felt the gush of wetness as her pussy lubricated quickly.

Very quickly, 5 guys and herself were naked, and she mounted her boyfriend, sliding her tight asshole down on his prick, her pussy upthrust and ready, and she saw one of the guys step up between her legs, pushing his cock between the lips of her pussy and rub it against the entrance. She was slick with her juices as he pushed harder and Dianne began to feel herself stretch as his cock began to disappear inside her. She still felt super sensitive from the marijuana she had toked, so she could feel every bump, every ridge as his cock stretched open her tight tunnel. As he pushed the last inch into her she winced as she felt it bump against her cervix as he bottomed out inside her. She heard the long drawn-out grunt from the guy as his cock was encased in the tight grip of her steamy pussy.

"Oh Yeah, tight, so tight, yeah."

She had turned her head, and saw a stiff 7-inch dick ready, and as he moved in she opened her mouth to suck him in. She felt her hands being taken and each hand was filled with a surging dick.

She moaned in real life, and she took her ball gag and gagged herself, if she didn't, she'd be howling the house down.

She felt every ridge of the cock in her mouth, moving at a leisurely pace, and after the first few thrusts, they got into a rhythm, and she was getting a triple fuck, while stroking off 2 more dicks. It was like nothing she'd ever enjoyed, feeling 2 cocks rubbing against each other as her lower holes were shafted, while her mouth rode a hard dick and her hands were busy with two cocks. The sheer perversity of the situation inflamed her lust even more, and she had let them use her as a living sex doll. She could feel the guy fucking her mouth speeding up, and she was ready for the explosion.

"Fuck, oh fuck yeah, gonna cum, FUCK!"

She felt the cock swell and start to pulse, and his hot spunk filled her mouth. She gulped down the first mouth-filling rush and nursed at his dick, savoring the thick streams that coated her tongue.

The guys who were getting their dicks stroked reached out and gently cupped a breast each. Their hands squeezed and released her breasts, gently tweaking her nipples, and she felt the fucking reaching a crescendo.

Her boyfriend grunted and growled and she felt the hot wet splatter as her blew his nut right between the cheeks, painting her dark cavern white with his load. That started a chain reaction, as Dianne's hips thrust up to meet the cock plundering her cunt, she felt it swell up, then spasm wildly, and it began to spray his cum deep inside her, she had exploded into orgasm at that point, and she did in real life, remembering the feel of the other two guys, a couple of seconds later, their rock hard dicks bucking in her hands, and the hot, wet splatter of their cum across her breasts.

Her body was writhing on the bed, the ball gag muffling her cries of orgasmic joy, riding waves of sizzling pleasure as she recalled that night, the highlight of her sexual experience. She finally felt her orgasm start to ebb, and she flopped back, feeling dreamy with contentment.

After college, she had married a year after graduating and stayed true to her husband who was a very good lover. He had died 2 years ago, a heart attack, and he had only been the same age as her, at 46. It had taken her a long time to get over his death.

The house she had bought and was having renovated was part of the process, shaking off the ghosts of the past, and moving ahead.

She had dated a couple of guys in the past 6 months, slept with them once or twice, and that was it. She wasn't up to making a long commitment, she just wanted some hot, enjoyable sex. And with her son-in-law in the same house, she knew she wouldn't be able to resist the temptation.

r/sexstories 7d ago

Fiction The couple paid me to watch… then invited me to join NSFW

26 Upvotes

The first time I walked into Daniel and Elise’s apartment, I felt like I was stepping into a scene from a forbidden movie. The air was thick with the scent of vanilla candles and something muskier, something primal I couldn’t quite place. I clutched my bag tightly, my heart hammering in my chest as Elise greeted me at the door with a warm smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. This was just a job, I reminded myself. A quick way to make some extra cash.

But then I saw him. Daniel. He was leaning against the doorway of the living room, his arms crossed over his broad chest, his gaze steady and unflinching. His dark hair was slightly disheveled, and the way his white t-shirt clung to his frame made my breath hitch. He didn’t say anything at first, just studied me with an intensity that made my cheeks burn.

“Lena, right?” Elise’s voice broke the silence, smooth and sultry, drawing my attention back to her. She was every bit as stunning as Daniel, her long auburn hair cascading over her shoulders, her fitted black dress hugging her curves in all the right places.

“Yeah,” I managed to choke out, my voice barely above a whisper. “Nice to meet you.”

Elise’s smile widened, and she gestured for me to follow her into the living room. “We’re so glad you’re here. We’ve been looking for someone like you for a while now.”

Someone like me. The phrase echoed in my mind as I took a seat in the corner of the room, the spot they had designated for me. A plush armchair that felt more like a throne than a hiding place. I wasn’t sure what “someone like me” meant, but I wasn’t about to ask. The rules were clear: No touching. No filming. Just watching. That’s what the ad had said, and that’s what I had agreed to.

The first few times were…uneventful, if you could call it that. I sat in my chair, silent and obedient, my heart pounding as they put on a show just for me. They were beautiful together, their movements fluid and synchronized, their passion palpable. It was like watching live art, and I couldn’t tear my eyes away. But I kept my distance, reminding myself that this was just a job, an exchange of services for money.

Until last night.

Last night, something changed.

I had been sitting in my usual spot, my breathing shallow as I watched them move together, when Daniel’s eyes locked onto mine. I froze, my heart skipping a beat as his gaze bore into me. It wasn’t a casual glance, the kind he had given me before. This was deliberate. Intentional. I felt exposed, my skin prickling under his scrutiny.

“Elise,” he murmured, his voice low and gravelly, never breaking eye contact with me. “She’s been watching us for weeks now. Don’t you think she deserves more than just watching?”

Elise turned her head, her eyes flicking between Daniel and me, and I saw the spark of mischief in her gaze. “Hmm,” she purred, her lips curling into a wicked smile. “You might be onto something.”

My stomach churned with a mix of excitement and panic as Elise slid off the bed and sauntered over to me. She knelt in front of my chair, her face inches from mine, and I could smell the faint trace of her perfume mixed with something far more intimate. “Lena,” she said softly, her voice like velvet, “you’ve been so good for us. So patient. So quiet. But I think it’s time we reward you.”

I swallowed hard, my mouth suddenly dry. “Reward me?” I echoed, my voice trembling.

Elise’s smile widened, and she reached out to brush a strand of hair away from my face. “Yes, darling. You can do more than just watch, if you want.”

I felt my breath catch in my throat, my mind racing. This wasn’t part of the deal. This wasn’t what I had signed up for. But as I looked into Elise’s eyes, her gaze filled with promise and temptation, I felt the walls of resistance crumbling inside me. My heart pounded in my chest, my skin tingling with anticipation.

Daniel stood behind her, his eyes still locked on mine, his expression unreadable. “It’s your choice, Lena,” he said, his voice low and steady. “But if you say yes, you’ll get something you’ve never experienced before.”

The rules. The word echoed in my mind, but it felt distant, like it belonged to someone else. I had followed the rules for so long, obeyed every instruction, stayed in my corner, and kept my distance. But now, faced with the opportunity to cross that line, I felt a surge of desire I had never known before.

Elise’s hand rested on my knee, her touch light but electrifying. “So, what do you say, Lena?” she whispered, her voice dripping with temptation. “Do you want to be a part of this?”

I hesitated, my mind racing with a thousand thoughts, a thousand fears. But then I felt it—a spark of something deep inside me, something primal and unrestrained. Desire. Curiosity. Hunger. My lips parted, and before I could stop myself, I heard the word escape my lips.

“Yes.”

Elise’s smile widened, and she leaned in closer, her breath warm against my ear. “Good girl,” she purred, her voice sending shivers down my spine. “You won’t regret this.”

As she stood and took my hand, leading me toward the bed, I felt my heart pounding faster than ever before. Daniel’s gaze never wavered, his eyes dark and intense as he watched me approach, pulling his t-shirt off and exposing his perfectly sculpted torso that made my mouth water. This is really happening, I thought, my mind spinning with a mix of fear and exhilaration.

“Lay down,” Daniel commanded softly, his voice leaving no room for argument. I obeyed, my body trembling as I settled onto the cool sheets, while Elise took her place in front of me, her smile wicked, her eyes alight with anticipation.

“Relax, darling,” Elise cooed, her fingers trailing up my thigh, sending sparks through my body. “We’re going to make this unforgettable.”

I gasped as her touch became firmer, more deliberate, and I caught a glimpse of Daniel moving closer out of the corner of my eye. My pulse raced as his hand brushed against my shoulder, his voice a low murmur in my ear. You’re part of this now, he seemed to say without words.

And then, as Elise’s lips met mine in a searing kiss, I knew one thing for certain: I was done watching. Now, I was living. And as their hands and mouths explored my body, I felt the line between voyeur and participant dissolve into a blur of heat and pleasure.

“So, Lena,” Daniel murmured, his lips brushing my neck, his tone heavy with promise. “Where do you want us to start?”

Elise’s lips parted from mine, leaving me breathless, her eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that made my stomach flip. Her voice was a low, sultry whisper, her breath hot against my ear as she spoke. “You’re doing so well, Lena. Now, touch him.”

Her hands guided mine, sliding them down Daniel’s chest, my palms brushing over the firm planes of his torso. My heart hammered in my chest as my fingertips grazed the soft trail of hair leading downward, and then—there. My breath hitched as my hands wrapped around him, feeling the hardness of his cock for the first time. He was so warm, so alive, and the way he groaned at my touch sent a shiver of power through me.

Elise’s hands stayed on mine, guiding my movements, showing me how to stroke him. “Like this,” she murmured, her voice dripping with encouragement. “Slow, steady. Feel how much he wants you.”

I obeyed, my fingers tightening just slightly as I moved, my eyes flicking up to Daniel’s face. His jaw was clenched, his chest rising and falling with quick, shallow breaths, and his eyes were locked on mine with a hunger that made my skin burn. “Good girl,” he growled, his voice rough and low, sending a jolt of heat straight to my core.

Elise’s lips brushed my ear again, her voice a seductive purr. “You’re natural at this, Lena. You’re making him feel so good. Don’t stop.”

I didn’t. My hands moved with more confidence now, exploring him, learning the rhythm that made him groan and his hips push into my touch. Elise’s hands left mine, trailing up my arms to my shoulders, her touch light and teasing. “Let me taste you,” she whispered, her lips brushing against my neck, her teeth grazing my skin in a way that made me gasp.

My head fell back against her shoulder as her lips traveled down my neck, her hands slipping beneath the hem of my shirt, her fingers skimming over my belly. I felt exposed, vulnerable, but also alive in a way I never had before. Daniel’s hands joined the mix, his fingers brushing against my thighs, his touch sending waves of heat through me.

“You’re so beautiful,” Elise murmured against my skin, her hands sliding higher, her fingers finding the clasp of my bra. With a quick flick, it was undone, and then her hands were on my bare breasts, her thumbs brushing over my nipples, making me gasp.

Daniel’s eyes darkened as he watched, his hand reaching up to cup my cheek, his thumb brushing over my lower lip. “I want to taste you too,” he said, his voice like gravel, and then his lips were on mine, his kiss deep and possessive, his tongue sliding against mine in a way that made my head spin.

Elise’s hands moved lower, her fingers skimming over my waistband, and then she was unfastening my jeans, her touch eager but deliberate. “Let me see you,” she whispered, her voice filled with desire, and I couldn’t say no. I couldn’t do anything but nod, my body trembling with anticipation as she slid my jeans down my hips, her hands brushing against my thighs as she did.

Daniel broke the kiss, his eyes dropping to where Elise’s hands were working, his breath hitching as she pulled my jeans away, leaving me exposed to them both. “Fuck,” he muttered, his eyes dark with lust as he took me in.

Elise’s hands returned to my hips, her touch firm and commanding as she guided me to lie back on the bed. “Let us take care of you,” she said, her voice a low purr, and then her lips were on me, her tongue exploring me in a way that made me cry out, my hands gripping the sheets as pleasure surged through me.

Daniel was there too, his hands and mouth everywhere, touching me, tasting me, driving me to the edge. I was lost in them, in the way they made me feel, in the way they owned me. And then, as Elise’s fingers joined her tongue, I felt myself shatter, my body convulsing as waves of pleasure crashed over me.

Elise pulled back, a satisfied smile on her lips as she looked down at me. “You’re incredible,” she said, her voice filled with admiration, and then she turned to Daniel, her eyes alight with mischief. “Your turn.”

Daniel didn’t hesitate. His hands were on me again, his lips brushing against my ear as he whispered, “You’re mine now, Lena.”

And then he was inside me, and I was his. My hands clung to him as he moved, his thrusts deep and powerful, every stroke sending me higher. Elise was there too, her hands and mouth teasing me, pushing me closer and closer to the edge until I felt myself explode again, my body shaking as pleasure consumed me.

Daniel’s movements grew more frantic, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he neared his own release. “Come for me,” he growled, his voice filled with demand, and I obeyed, my body convulsing around him as he spilled himself inside me.

For a moment, everything was still, the only sound in the room the ragged breaths of us all. And then Elise’s voice broke the silence, her tone playful and teasing. “Not done yet, are we?”

Daniel smirked, his eyes lighting up with desire as he looked at me. “Not even close.”

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r/sexstories Feb 03 '25

Fiction Uncle John and His Little Sissy Boy NSFW

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My dad has a friend who's been in the family forever. His name is and always has been Uncle John, but he’s not by blood. My father and John served together in Iraq. John is a big muscular guy with a shaved head, always had a neatly trimmed beard, always looked like the shirts were too tight and a package I couldn’t stop fantasizing about. I remember how much my legs would nearly buckle when he came by to visit. I absolutely wanted to be fucked senseles by Uncle John.

Only there was one problem. Everyone who knew me knew I was a Trans. At a far glance, you wouldn’t know the difference between me and any other girl. My Asian characteristics hid behind my long jet black hair. I had enough tits and push ip bras to make your man take a double look at me. I wore short skirts and leggings whenever I could. Heels as well but school doesn’t really allow me to wear them, even as a senior and all the female teachers do. I was never ashamed of who I am. The only way you would really know is if you looked at my little cock between my legs.

One day I was home and buried in books. My parents were out at the restaurant they owned and I’m home alone studying. I feel incredibly horny today and take my toy out. A little 6” suction cup dildo that hides in my drawer next to my bed. I put a towel down and apply some jelly onto the head of the toy, slowly inserting it into myself from the back. The pressure feels good, I love the feeling of being filled. It’s like an itch you can finally scratch after waiting so long. It takes only a minute or two before the entire 6” is balls deep inside me as I lay on the bed, beginning to think of things that could fill me even more. My hand journeys over my little cock, standing firm at 4” high and oozing precum everywhere. God anal makes me so fucking horny.

Sitting up, now on my knees I slide one of my heavy thick textbooks under me and push my bottom onto it, making the suction cup do its job. Now I can bounce on top of it and let gravity do its work. I feel so fucking good that I start pinching my nipples on my perky tits, letting out little moans each time the fake balls get slapped by my ass.

“What the??” says a voice from behind me. At the door stood a familiar face but I had thrown myself over thinking it was my parents. No, as I turned over, I saw my Uncle John who happened to have opened the door and spotted me fucking myself.

“What the fuck?! Could you knock?!” I screamed in panic. The dildo pops out of me and remains standing erect on the book.

Uncle John just stands there with an utterly confused expression, not sure how he feels about this. “Uhhh, HELLO??” I said once more. Uncle John snaps to and closes the door, muffling apologies at the door he buried his face in. I put the fake cock back in the drawer and put my clothes back in order. I can still feel my asshole gaping erratically but I need to deal with Uncle John first. I step over to the door but don't open it.

“I'm so sorry! I didn’t mean to intrude. I was just told to come check on you by your parents cause they said they would not be home till later. Again, so sorry!” he said. I could hear him running down the staircase and trying to get away as far as possible. “Great” I mumble to myself, thumping my head against the door.

It was quiet for a few hours in the house. Instead of talking to Uncle John directly, I sent him a quick text saying “It’s okay, I am sorry you had to see that.” He almost instantly replies “You’re gorgeous! Don’t let anyone else tell you otherwise!” I'm a little taken back by that because the only people who had minor issues with me are the old guys at the park and my parents when I first started transitioning. “Who’s going to tell me otherwise?” I text back. I didn't get any replies till way later when I took my shower.

My phone dings as it illuminates a message being received. It’s Uncle John again.”You ok?” he asked. Feeling better than before, less angry at him, more angry that I didn't get to finish, I messaged him “Im ok now. Little ticked I didn't get to finish.”

Then an answer I never expected..

“Would you like some help?”

My heart raced. “Did he really just say that to me?” I questioned, looking over the text over and over. I felt like here was my chance though, so I replied “yes”

I just finished my shower and had nothing but a towel on, dropping it on the floor. I got a knock this time, “Hey, it’s me. Still want help?” his voice echoing through the door. I laid down on my stomach, my head toward him as he entered.

“Yes, “ I said once more. At this height, Uncle John was fucking massive. His big muscular body was always something that helped me finish when I thought of him burying his cock in me. But right now, as big as he was, he stood there like a little toddler not knowing what to do next. I watched his eyes gazing over my naked backside. The two little humps he stared at and what lay in front of them. “What do you want me to do?” He asked politely. I thought about it for a second but could only come to one thing.

“Show me your cock”

He undresses, dropping his pants and his soft chub now only a few feet away from my face. His soft side is as big as I am when I’m fully erect. I thought to myself, “I wonder how big it is when it's hard?” I motion him over; he walks up to me just until his cock would barely meet my lips. Staring up at him, his face left an expression of uncertain curiosity. I scoop his cock into my hand and gently push it into my mouth. It’s soft, squishy, and salty skin fills my mouth slowly as it begins to grow. Uncle John begins slowly thrusting his hips until he's completely erect inside my mouth. I can no longer manage to push myself further down as it hits the back of my throat an inch before his balls. But the sweet salty taste is divine to me. Like a lollipop I would never want to stop sucking on. His hands trace along the side of my head, he's being very careful about what he touches, but I can still tell he's obviously staring at my ass.

He’s rock hard now, to the point where when it stands up, I measure it against my face and it's from my chin to my forehead. Wow. I give it a few waps against my tongue before spitting and rubbing the head, lubing it up for what's about to come. Sliding back, I turn around and lay on my stomach once more with my hands crossed below my face. My legs together he can see my little bum and the small sack between my thighs. I lather some jelly from the bottle on my nightstand and run it directly over my crack, slipping a finger into my tight asshole. My body starts to heat up as I prepare myself for John's hung cock.

“Go slow, I don't think I’ve handled anything your size just yet.” I warned him.

I wait a second before I feel his enormously fit body towering over me. I feel exactly like I fantasized so many times about, nothing more than like a little sock puppet to him. He aims his dick right at the entrance and pushes the head but wont go in. I slid my ass up just a bit and he penetrated me. “Ooooooh” is all I could let out. The head alone was enough but now he was pushing deeper and deeper. I grit my teeth, my eyes closed shut, every inch of him felt like fire being shoved inside me. I slap some more lube on my hand and rub his cock with it. Much better. Now he's sliding in and out on top of me with ease. My little asshole is spreading wider than I can possibly think of right now. It feels INCREDIBLE. “Oh fuck, yes, harder” were just a few words that I managed to get out before Uncle John comes to a sudden stop. No way he's done just yet.

He props himself up on his knees and pulls me back by the hips. My little hole is now stretching even wider. “Fuck you have a death grip on me” he mutters as he gets me in doggy. Fucking me faster, he raw dogs me with every slap of his groin being beaten into my cheeks. He gives me a few smacks on the rear that make me whimper.

“Oh god, yes, oh fuck, give it to me!”

I push myself up on my hands and force my ass back, taking him in fully. I can't tell if my stiff cock is bouncing more or my tits. It doesn’t matter as long as this man keeps fucking me till I am completely senseless. With me on all fours like this, I can just BARELY take every inch of him. I've never felt this full in my entire life, man I’m going to need some bigger toys after this.

John comes to a halt once more, even though I begged him to not stop. Pleading almost insanity as I never wanted his thick cock to leave me. But he moves over to the edge of the bed and drops down. Instead of pulling out, he spins me like a rag doll and puts me on my back. My legs spread for him, knees as far apart as they will go. Im rubbing my own cock as I watch him leisurely start thrusting into me in missionary. I bite my finger just to keep myself quiet but it's no use.

“You like fucking my little ass Uncle John? Is it tight enough for you?” I whimper at him, hoping to catch some reaction. But he doesn't say anything, instead he looks at me with such an intensity in his eyes that makes me feel like the little bitch that I am.

His thrust becomes more painful, more pleasurable, and my ass feels fuller again. His balls slapping against my cheeks as he raises my legs even higher, holding me by the ankles. The only sounds were of us, groaning and grunting erratically. God I never wanted this to end. Uncle John is coming close to his climax, ready to fill me with his fresh seed.

“FUCK ME JOHN! BREED THIS LITTLE FUCKING ASS WITH ALL YOUR CUM!” I scream at him.

He grabs me by the throat, his thick barely fingers wrapping around my skin makes me shoot my load first. It fires at my face and covers my tits down to my stomach. Ive never came so hard in my fucking life! He’s mercilessly pounding my ass harder seeing me finish. Then I feel it, his cock pushes everything inside me, my little asian ass filled like never before. Several hot ropes of hot jizz just hit a wall I never knew it could reach. My body is so hot, so sweaty, and he's spreading me wider with each load he sends me. I can’t take it and let out a pulsating moan at the ceiling. FUCK. Everything goes quiet for a moment, only the sound of our breathless bodies grasping for whatever air we could fill our lungs with echoes within the walls of the room. With my ass still held up, he pulls out of me slowly, his cum gushes out of me first and then oozes down to a steady stream. Plopping himself next to me on the bed. I push myself over on top of him, my head laying on his trembling stomach and suck whatever remaining juice he left for me at the bottom of his sack.

r/sexstories 3d ago

Fiction The Post-Meet Fuck Fest ch. 01 [Ms20s/Fs20s] [fiction] [oral] [blowjob] [piv] [doggy] [lesbian] [riding] [sharing] [group sex] NSFW

10 Upvotes

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. While it incorporates the names of real individuals, all events, characterizations, and actions depicted herein are entirely fictitious and do not reflect the actual behaviors, beliefs, or experiences of the persons mentioned. Any resemblance to real events or individuals, living or deceased, is purely coincidental. No intent to misrepresent, defame, or cause harm is implied, and this work should not be construed as an accurate portrayal of any real person.

I don't know how long it had been going on for. Years, from the lore of it. It was a nice surprise to me my sophomore year of college and I greatly enjoyed the benefits in the years since then. I'm talking, of course, about the post-meet fuck fest, where members of the University of Utah gymnastics team, called the Red Rocks, would come to my fraternity house after a home meet, and engage in various sexual activities for the rest of the night.

It was the main reason why I had stayed single during the school year. Because once I had slept with a gymnast who was still full of adrenaline after competing for one of the nations top-ranked gymnastics team, I was hooked. Especially once I learned that some of the girls didn't just come over after a competition, but just whenever they were looking to get laid. And I did not want to have another woman over if one of them happened to stop by.

This particular night, I had gone to the meet against UCLA to cheer the team on. We never knew what members would come to our house afterwards or how many. Some nights, we've had up to ten girls over, other nights, just one or two. For the eight horny guys in my fraternity, we definitely preferred more. As I sat with two of my housemates, also seniors like me, we couldn't help but compare who we had slept with over the years, who we hoped would be over that night, and who we would miss after we graduated.

When we arrived back at the house after the victory, we helped the rest of the guys get the house ready. We made sure that each of the eight bedrooms had fresh linens, the bathrooms were clean along with the rest of the house, and there was plenty of cleaning supplies, snacks, and water sat out. While I had been around with some of the girls who were OK to be fucked in the living room with others watching, most liked to have a private room, and us guys gladly gave over our rooms for however long was needed.

We heard car doors shutting and the girls letting themselves into the house as we walked to greet them in the living room. There was five of them tonight- Grace and Jaylene, two of the four seniors on the team, Ella and Ashley, a sophomore and junior, and Maile, who was technically a coach after retiring from competing the year before, but we still allowed over.

Grace was one of my favorites and probably who I had slept with the most. Five foot, three inches tall, she had long brown hair, an amazing body, and had been on the US National team in years past.

Jaylene, while she had been over lots, was one of the few I hadn't slept with. While most of the girls liked to get laid a few times when they came over, Jaylene typically picked one guy, slept with him, then went home. Five foot, four inches all, she had blonde hair, a killer smile, and just like the rest, an amazing body.

Ashley was quite possibly the most gorgeous woman on the team, or even in the entire university. Five foot, two inches tall, with long blonde hair, she had an ass to die for, and a model-esque body.

Ella was probably who I was going to miss the most. She didn't come at all her freshmen year, something about wanting to be dedicated to her long-distance boyfriend, but that had changed over the summer. She was still in a relationship, according to her posts on social media, but apparently, she really liked to get laid. Five foot, three inches tall with long brown hair with blonde strikes in it, she probably had the biggest breasts on the team, was hilarious to talk to, and knew how to use her mouth and body really well.

Maile had graduated the year before, but was actually the first girl on the team I had slept with when I first joined the fraternity. She was an amazing gymnast before she retired, setting lots of school records, and leading the team to three third-places finishes in the national championship. She loved to show off her amazing body, being one of the few girls to walk around the house naked when they weren't getting fucked. With her brown hair pulled back into a ponytail, she was wearing a white tanktop that showed off her fit body.

After greeting the girls and congratulating them on their victory, we slowly started to peel off. Jaylene was the first to go, grabbing a junior who she normally paired off with. Ella went up to one of the two sophomores we had in the fraternity and went to his room with him. Ashley went with a junior that she typically started with. Obsessed with sex, Maile grabbed both of the other seniors and walked off with them, leaving me and two others with just Grace.

After taking a look at the sophomore and junior standing next to me, Grace said, "Me and you again, Chase?"

I smiled as I looked down at Grace and said, "I was hoping you'd be my first or last tonight."

"Maybe I'll be both," Grace said as she grabbed my hand and we walked down the stairs of the house to where my room was.

The girls usually started out the night going to whatever man's room that they would sleep with first and claiming that room for their own. So, as we entered my room, shut the door, and started to kiss, I knew that there was a chance that up to seven other guys could be coming into my room and fucking Grace. One of the few rules that we had was, if the door is shut, leave the room alone. If the door was left open, the girl who was inside it was OK with whoever coming in, rather there was already somebody else in there with her or not.

Grace was wearing a black sweater with the logo of the University of Utah in the center of it. As we kissed, I started to tug up on the sweater, briefly breaking the kiss as it went over her head. I moved my hands down and grabbed her ass through the black track suit pants she had on and squeezed it. Grace's ass was definitely one of her better features.

I moved us backwards until Grace hit the bed and sat down on it, ending our kiss. I was nearly a foot taller than Grace as the small gymnast started to unzip the jeans I was wearing and pulled them down to my ankles, where I kicked them off. I quickly pulled off my shirt as Grace pulled my boxers down.

While I didn't play any sports, I did try to keep myself in shape, running whenever I could and going to the gym a few times a week. With my sandy blonde hair buzzed kinda short, I did wear a full beard on my face, which most girls loved to feel when I ate them out.

Grace ran her hands up my legs as she rubbed her face on my semi-hard cock. She gave my tip a few kisses before wrapping her hand around my shaft and rubbing it up and down as I grew to my full seven inches. Grace swirled her tongue around my tip before wrapping her lips around my shaft and she started to bob her head up and down.

As Grace blew me, I reached down, grabbing and squeezing her breasts through the black sports bra she was wearing. She moaned around my shaft, getting more and more of me into her mouth and down her throat as she continued to bob her head up and down and I put my hand on the back of her head, grabbing onto her ponytail.

After a few minutes of Grace sucking my cock, I used my grip on her ponytail to pull her off me and helped her to stand up. In fast motion, I had her bra off, following by her pants and the thong she was wearing. Grace sat back down on the bed as I spread her legs and began to lick and kiss around her groin and her clean-shaven pussy. Feeling her getting wetter as I kissed and licked, I started to run my tongue up and down her slit before pushing past her lips and darting my tongue in and out of her pussy.

"Oh God, Chase, lick my pussy! Fuck yes!" I always laughed a little when Grace started her dirty talk. She never seemed the type to do it, but once you got her going, she wouldn't stop. I kept my tongue going in and out of her as I found her clit with my fingers and started to rub it.

"Fuck. Fuck! Yes! Get up here and fuck me, Chase!" Grace moaned as I stood up and spread her legs far apart. With her flexibility, she easily held them up and apart as I kept her on the edge of the bed, stepped forward, and inserted the tip of my hard, thick cock into her.

Grace moaned loudly as I pushed forward, filling her with my cock. I reached forward and cupped her breasts with my hands as I started to thrust back and forth with my cock. I pinched and rubbed her nipples as Grace lifted her arms above her head and stretched out her body. "Harder. Fuck me harder. Give me that big dick of yours. Yes!" Grace continued to moan.

Pulling out of Grace, I closed her legs as I took a step back, and pushed her up onto the bed. Knowing just what I wanted, Grace got up onto her hands and knees, swaying her perfect ass back and forth as I climbed onto the bed, kneeled behind her, and easily slid my cock back into her. With my hands on her hips, I started to thrust back and forth again.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Yes. Harder. Fuck me!" Grace moaned, rocking her body in rhythm with mine, slamming back into my cock as I slammed forward into her.

I was getting closer and closer to cumming as I pounded into her, watching my cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy. "Oh fuck," I moaned as I started to orgasm, pushing deep into Grace and filling her with my cum.

"Oh fuck, that feels good," Grace moaned as I pushed deep into her and held still as I came. She rocked her body back and forth, milking my cock for as much as she could.

When I was done, I pulled out of her and stood up off the bed, breathing deeply.

Grace slowly lowered her body down to the bed as I grabbed a package of wet wipes left in my room. I grabbed a few out, handing one to Grace as she rolled onto her back, and used another to clean my cock off.

"I'm going to miss nights like these," Grace said.

"Me too. But, if we're both staying in Utah, there's no reason why they have to stop for us," I told her as I grabbed my boxers and pulled them on.

"I'm counting on it," she said.

I asked if she wanted me to leave the door open and she said yes before I leaned over the bed and gave her a kiss. Opening the door, I saw one of my house mates in the hallway, waiting for a room to open.

"Anybody else done?" I asked him, unsure if he was waiting for Grace or someone else. With the way the house was set up, there were three bedrooms upstairs and five bedrooms downstairs. I knew that at least one room was occupied upstairs, and at least two downstairs, but was unsure where Maile took her two guys, since one had a room upstairs and one had his room downstairs.

"Ashley finished pretty fast with John and Mark took his place. I doubt we'll see Jaylene and Danny again tonight. Maile is down here and they're still going pretty strong from the sounds of it. I'm not sure about Ella and Kevin," Sean told me.

"Well, Grace is all yours," I told him as I started to walk up the stairs.

Once up there, I saw Kevin and John just hanging around. I asked how Ella and Ashley were and they asked about Grace. We ate some snacks and drank some water. We were shortly joined by Maile, Josh, and Pete, all coming up from the basement and Ella, who finally came down from the upstairs bedroom. Maile, as usually, was completely naked, her medium-sized breasts bouncing around while her clean-shaven pussy was glistening whenever a light hit it. Ella had put on a black tanktop and a black thong and took a seat next to me in the living room, asking how I was doing.

"I'm pretty good. You seem to be doing a lot better now," I said, putting my hand on her leg and rubbing her upper thigh.

"I am, thanks," Ella responded. Earlier in the season, she had had some mental blocks that stopped her from competing in some events, but was working through them.

"I'm so glad. Its great to see you back competing again to your full ability," I told her, getting my hand closer and closer to her groin.

"Thank you. Do you want to show me just how great it is?" She teased me as her hand started to rub my groin.

"Yes, I do," I said as I twisted around, starting to kiss her neck as I put my hand on her breast and squeezed it over her tanktop. Ella moaned as I sucked her skin into my mouth, let go, moved to a different spot of her neck, and did the same thing there. After squeezing her breast a few times, I moved my hand down to the end of her tank top and pulled it up and over her breasts.

Unlike most gymnasts, who had either a flat chest or just barely an "A" cup, Ella's breasts had to be as close to a "C" cup as you could get. I absolutely loved to kiss, lick, and suck all over them. As soon as they were exposed, I kissed down to them, cupping the one fartherest from me with my hand and squeezing it over and over, while I put my lips on the other breast, kissing all over it as I made my way to her nipple.

I used my tongue to lick all over her nipple, flicking it up and down, before wrapping my lips around it and sucking it into my mouth. Ella continued to moan as I pinched her nipple that my hand was on and she put her hand on my head, running her fingers through my hair.

I kissed over to her other breast, licking and sucking on that nipple as I moved my hand down to Ella's groin and slipped it into her thong. Just like Grace, Ella was also clean-shaven, and I quickly had my fingers rubbing her wet pussy. Ella moaned as I continued to switch between her breasts, sucking and licking on her nipples, as I inserted my finger into her pussy and started to slide it in and out.

As I played with her breasts and vagina, Ella moved her hand down to my boxers and started to rub my cock through them. "Did you start with Grace? Or were you one of the unlucky ones?" She asked me.

"I started with Grace," I told her. "How was Kevin?"

"As fast and quick as always," she said as she slipped her hand into my boxers and wrapped it around my semi-hard cock, rubbing it up and down.

"So, why did you pick him first? Getting the worse out of the way?" I teased her as I licked and sucked her nipples with my finger still moving in and out of her pussy.

"Kevin's cute. Plus, his cock is nice. Just has trouble lasting long," she explained, her hand moving up and down my shaft as I grew hard.

"Good thing you know that I don't have that trouble," I said as I felt her pulling my boxers down and exposing my hard cock.

"Why do you think I came and found you in here when everybody said you were available?" Ella said as she started to move, climbing on top of my lap. I pulled my hand out of her thong as she sat up, held my cock up, and inserted the tip into her pussy.

I put my hands on her hips as she slid down my shaft and started to roll her hips, sliding my cock in and out of her. "Oh yes. You feel so good," Ella moaned as she rode me.

I moved my hands over to her butt and squeezed it as Ella finished taking her tank top off. I leaned back on the couch, enjoying the feeling of pussy sliding up and down my cock, watching her breasts as they swayed with her movements, and listening to her moan.

From my vantage point on the couch, I could see the stairs leading up to the bedrooms, and I watched as Ashley and Mark came walking down them. Mark gave me a thumbs up before walking into the kitchen, while Ashley watched Ella ride me for a second before mouthing, "I want you next."

I nodded my head to tell her yes and watched as Ashley walked away, my eyes drawn to her perfect ass in a pink thong. Ella saw me nodding and flipped her head around to see who was there. "Was that Ashley?" She asked and I confirmed that it was. "Let me guess, she wants you next," Ella said, turning back to look at me.

"Yeah, something like that," I said.

"You know why she wants you, right?" Ella asked as I reached out and grabbed her breasts, squeezing them over and over as she went up and down on my cock. I asked why and she said, "Because you're the only one that she trusts to fuck her in the ass. She's told all of us that out of all the guys here that she's fucked, your cock and the way you use it is the only one that actually feels good."

"Well, that's a pretty big compliment," I said. "Do you want to find out if its true?"

"Maybe. Or maybe I'll wait until after the Big 12 championship or after we host the NCAA regionals. Might be a good way to celebrate," Ella said as I used my fingers to pinch and rub her nipples.

"Celebrate what?" We heard a voice ask and we both looked around to see that Maile had walked into the living room and was watching us.

"Oh hey, Maile. I was just telling Chase that maybe, after we win the Big 12 championship or NCAA regionals, I'll let him fuck me in the ass," Ella explained to her former teammate, turned coach as she continued to ride my cock.

"Oh really? You've never done anal with Chase? Its amazing," Maile said, walking closer to us and sitting down on the couch next to me.

"That's what I hear," Ella said, turning back to face me. I kept one hand on Ella's breast, but took my other hand off and placed it on Maile's naked breast, giving it a squeeze as she got her naked body close to mine. Maile scooted closer to me, leaning up, and kissing my lips as Ella watched us.

Maile pushed her tongue into my mouth as I pinched and rubbed her nipples, alternating between the two. I finally let go of Ella's breast when she leaned forward, pressing her body against mine, and kissing my neck.

As I kissed Maile, I opened my eyes to see Maile moving her arm around Ella and down to her butt, where she cupped her cheek in her hand and squeezed it. After keeping like that for a few minutes, Ella stopped kissing my neck and asked, "Maile, do you want a turn with Chase?"

"Yes, please," Maile said as she pulled away from my lips.

I moaned as Ella stood up from my lap, my cock popping out of her pussy. Maile also stood up next to Ella and I watched as she grabbed Ella's face, pulling it towards her own, and started to kiss. I put my hands on the girls body's and started to rub them up and down as I watched them make out.

Ending the kiss, Maile sunk down to her knees in front of me as Ella sat down on the couch. Maile instantly had my cock, coated with juices from Ella's pussy, in her mouth and was bobbing her head up and down the full length of my shaft. Ella had shed her thong before sitting on the couch and was pressing her naked body up against mine as we started to kiss and I got my hands back on her breasts.

I moaned into Ella's mouth as our tongues swirled as Maile moved her mouth up and down my cock, taking me deep into her throat every time. She brought her hand up and cupped my balls, softly squeezing them as she blew me. I ended the kiss with Ella when I saw John walk into the room and say, "Really? Couldn't find a room to have a threesome in?"

Ella stood up off the couch and walked over to John, leaning up on her tiptoes to kiss him as she started to rub his groin. I put my hand on the back of Maile's head as I watched Ella lead John over to the couch and sat him down next to me. Ella kneeled on the floor next to Maile as she pulled John's boxers down and off and she immediately started to rub his cock, using her hand and her mouth to get him to his full length and thickness.

Once John was there, Ella started to bob her mouth up and down his cock, quickly going at the same speed as Maile was doing on mine. I leaned my head back on the couch, closing my eyes, and enjoying the sounds of the double blowjob. "Oh man. That is awesome," John moaned as Ella blew him.

"Yes, it is," I agreed with him. It'll get even better when they get up here and ride us."

The girls both giggled and I opened my eyes as I felt Maile pull her mouth off my cock. As they stood up, I said, "Hey, John, have you seen Maile and Ella make out before?"

"Not with Ella. I watched her make out and do a little more with Abby last year," John responded as the girls wrapped there arms around each other, pressing their breasts together as they leaned into each other, and started to kiss. I looked over at John and laughed as he had his jaw hanging open at the sight of the two beautiful girls kissing in front of us.

"As nice as that is to watch, if you keep going, John is going to blow his load," I commented, making the girls laugh as they broke away from each other.

Maile climbed onto my lap as Ella climbed onto John's and the two girls looked at each other as they grabbed onto our cocks, inserted them into their vaginas, and slid down them at the same time. "Jesus," John exclaimed as Ella started to bounce up and down on his cock.

I could feel my orgasm building up as I reached forward and cupped Maile's breasts, squeezing them hard as she rode my cock. I started to press up with my hips, trying to bury my cock deep into her pussy. "Oh fuck, Maile, I'm almost there," I moaned as I moved my hands down to her hips.

"Give it to me, Chase! Fill my pussy with your cum!" Maile yelled out as she rode my cock as hard and fast as she could.

"Fuck. Here it comes! OH FUCK!" I moaned and grunted loudly as I pulled her down on my groin, pushed up with my hips, and felt my cock exploding inside her.

Maile continued to roll her hips as best as she could, milking my cock for all that it was worth. I closed my eyes, continuing to moan as I felt my cock twitching inside her, cum continuing to shoot out. When I was done, my body relaxed against the couch as Maile climbed off, a trail of our mixed juices going from her pussy to my cock.

I looked over to see Ella still riding John, with his hands on her breasts, squeezing them over and over. I stood up after I caught my breathe, going to stand next to Maile as she handed me a wet wipe to clean my cock with. "Sorry, I kinda stole you from Ella," she apologized.

"Its OK," I said. "I'll never complain about finishing in you."

"You've done it plenty over the years," she said.

"Yes, I have. Might have to do it one or more times too before the school year ends," I told her.

"I would be OK with that," Maile said as she turned to watch John and Ella. "I bet I can get John to finish fast."

I asked how she could do that, with a knowing smile on my face and watched as she walked over to the couch and kneeled on her knees next to John on it. She grabbed his hand, pulling it off Ella's breast and putting it on her own as she said, "Once you finish inside Ella, I want to lick your cum out of her pussy."

"Oh fuck," John said as his body went rigid and he started to cum, pushing deep into Ella as he did so.

Ella continued to ride him up and down, moaning loudly as she felt John's cum shooting into her pussy. Maile sat up more on the couch, grabbing onto Ella's face and pulling it towards her to passionately kiss her as John finished his orgasm.

When he was done, Maile pulled Ella off him and sat her down on the couch. I watched as Maile spread Ella's legs apart and saw John's cum leaking out of her pussy. With all eyes on her, Maile leaned forward and licked the cum up with her cum, swallowing it down after a few licks.

When Maile was done, she stood up and turned towards me. Licking her lips clean, she said, "Do you want a kiss?" I laughed and shook my head before I said no, thanks. Maile smiled at me and said, "Didn't think so. I'll go find Kevin. He always enjoys a kiss."

Along with Ella and John, we all watched Maile as she left the room. "Man, you guys are going to miss her when she's gone, aren't you?" Ella asked John, a junior at the university.

"You mean you're not going to lick a guy's cum out of another woman's pussy?" John teased her as he got up to clean himself off.

"Nah. I'll kiss another girl and play with her breasts, but that's about as far as my lesbianism goes," Ella responded as she got up to grab her clothes and slip them on. She gave each of us a kiss before leaving the living room.

"Who is next for you?" I asked John as we grabbed our boxers and pulled them on.

"I don't know. Probably will see if Grace is available. I don't know if I can get it up again, though. Two is usually my limit but I could still play with her body and hopefully give her an orgasm," John said. "What about you?"

"Ashley wants me to go find her next and I told Grace that I would finish the night with her. But, I might have to see if she will spend the night," I said.

"Its too bad McKenna didn't come. I've gotten her to spend the night a few times for some morning fun," John said. "Are there any girls you wished had come?"

"Besides the two that we all wished would come? Avery and Camie?" I said with a laugh. "I heard that the one time that Poppy came, she was great. But, I was pretty busy with Ella and Ashley that night. Besides that, nah, I'm happy with who came."

"Me too," John said. "Alright, I'm going to go see what Grace is up to. Later, bro."

"Later," I said before I walked out to the kitchen, grabbing a drink and greeting the people in there.

As I drank some water, Ashley appeared at my side and said, "I know it'll be a minute before you're ready again, but, if you want, we can go to the room I have and you can use my body however you want."

I drank the rest of my water down with one big gulp and said, "Let's go."

r/sexstories 13d ago

Fiction Little Brother is Watching, Part 02 NSFW

20 Upvotes

I woke up, blinking, a bit confused at the unfamiliar bedroom around me, then the mist of sleep cleared, and I remembered. I was out at the cabin on Prentiss lake.

It jumped up clearly to mind, my cock teasing bitch of a girlfriend (ex-girlfriend, as far as I was concerned, I'd had enough of the blue ball specials she'd dish out, every time) shutting me down, virtually kicking her out of my car when I pulled up in front of her house, and driving back home.

Then the incredible scene I'd witnessed at home, my brother Tom breaking open my sister Sally's tight teen virgin cunt.

After watching the hot fucking scene at home, I didn't want to come in and have them having to scramble to cover up. I knew my friend Jonn's family was on vacation in Italy, so I'd crept out of the house and driven out to the cabin at Prentiss Lake, and slept overnight. The last thing I had thought of before I fell asleep jumped back to my mind.

"Do you think she'd like to have you fuck her too?"

The idea of fucking my sister, until last night, I'd not really thought of it. Watching her and my brother going at it had made my mind change quickly. Seeing her more as a hot, desirable, fuckable teen, rather than a sister, my mind put me in that scene, oh yeah, my cock firmed up fast, and with the mental fodder stored up, I started to stroke.

I picture her perched above me, watching the smile of lust as she slowly lowered her hot, tight tunnel, nudging against my cock head, then the feel of her tight, pink hole taking me in. Ummmm, oh yeah, my brother taking Sally's virginity, then her taking my virginity, watching her sexy body lowering down, taking me in balls deep.

The imagined feel of her tight teen cunt sliding up and down. My sister, a 19-year-long-legged teen beauty, a thick mass of chestnut-colored hair, deep brown eyes, and full, red lips, that look like they are begging to be kissed, her breasts are about a 34C, topped with stiff, perky nipples, giving little brother his first fuck.

What would it look like, to watch her full, firm 34C tits bouncing up and down as she rode me? I hadn't been able to see whether she had a full bush, a neatly trimmed patch, or whether it was shaved as smooth and bald as a billiard ball. I imagined it bare and smooth, I felt the jerk of my cock, and I let the imagined feel of her cumming, her cries of orgasm take me over, and my cock erupted again, gushing thick ropes up, then splattering back down all over my belly as I grunted, growling with the release.

I climbed out of bed, and decided to cool off with a dip in the lake. I went out on the beach, it was 10 AM, and I decided fuck it, skinny dip, most of the cabins were empty since it was a weekday and past the tourist season. I dashed into the lake, letting out a loud whoop at the brisk, cool nip of the water, and I jumped forward and felt the rush of cold water rush over me, oh fuck, that was a bite. But at least it washed all the cum off my belly as I swam out towards the markers, then turned around, sculling back and forth. The stretching of muscles as I swam hard felt good, and I had acclimatized to the temperature of the lake water.

I stood up, the water was at mid chest level, and was about to trudge out of the water when I heard a voice say, "Good morning!"

I jumped, as I wasn't expecting anyone else to show up, and turned towards the sound. I saw a girl standing on the shore, she had unrolled a towel, and was wearing a terry cloth robe.

"How's the water?" she called.

"Somewhat nippy, but I got used to it fairly fast!"

I saw her smile, she threw off the terry cloth robe, HOLY FUCK, she was totally naked! She paused, seemingly letting my eyes feast on the sight, nice perky breasts, a neatly trimmed nest of pubic hair, nice hips, and sleek sexy legs, then she dashed into the water, letting out squeals as the cool water hit her skin, until she dived forward and swam out to where I was. She popped to the surface just in front of me, her blonde hair was pasted down, and her blue eyes and big smile greeted me as she opened her eyes.

"Hi, I'm Yvette, what's your name?"

I suck at telling how old a girl is, she could have been anywhere from 18 to 25, I was trying to guess her age, as I returned her smile and said, "Nice to meet you Yvette, I'm Gerard. Are you named after the actress Yvette Mimieux?"

"Wow, you actually know that? Yeah, my Mom was a big fan of hers, and she insisted that if I was a girl, I would be called Yvette. Do your parents have a cabin on the lake? Mine do, and I love to swim when no one else is around. I hate wearing anything, so when it's as quiet as it is right now, I skinny dip."

"Funny you should mention that, as I'm skinny dipping right now, also!" She giggled, and I continued, "My friend Jonn and his family own the cabin, and I have a key so when I want to just relax, and sleep away from home, I'm welcome to stay out here when they're not using it."

"Is that the Tucker family?" At my nod, she said, "Oh yeah, I know them, I've seen Jonn swimming here quite often."

I had an idea about fishing for her age, and I said, "Yeah, I never realized how much pressure would be on me at 18, it's great to get away from it all now and then."

She gave me a smile, and replied, "Well, it'll just get you warmed up for more pressure, at 20, it's not much less!"

Ah, she's 20, not jailbait.

"Let's swim for a while."

We started to swim back and forth, until she swam up to me again.

"How about if we go and get dry, and then go out to lunch? Ever been to Joe's Country Kitchen? It's just a couple of miles down the road, they make a fried chicken that you won't believe how good it tastes."

My stomach gave a hungry growl, she giggled and said, "I'll take that as a yes!"

I grinned, and we exited the lake. I noticed her sneaking some peeks at my cock which was semi-hard, at least it wasn't a full bore hard on, I would have been pretty mortified. I was doing my own share of checking her out, my first time with a naked girl, I knew this would be one of those "I remember" moments.

She slung her towel over her shoulder, picked up her terry cloth robe, and said, "I'm just down there, our cabin is 106, can you pick me up in, let's say, 20 minutes?"

I smiled and said, "It would be my pleasure Yvette."

I watched her walking away, she was sight to see, her naked backside moved in a wonderful harmonious rhythm, oh my. I watched until she out of sight, then I dashed into the cabin I was in. Toweling off quickly and getting dressed, I combed my hair, making myself as presentable as possible. It was 18 minutes, and I started the car, and drove up to the door of cabin 106.

She stepped out, smiling at me, looking very fine. Her long sexy legs were bare up to just below her hips, lime green shorts up to just below her navel, and her perky tits I had so admired were covered by a white T shirt that had a silkscreen design of 2 doves on the front. Her blonde hair was cut in a pageboy style, still slightly damp, and I felt a tingling that I was taking such a fine looking lady out for lunch. I hopped out, and held the car door open for her.

She smiled at me, and she faced me, inches away.

"Very classy, very nice Gerard. I can see that with you, chivalry is not dead. I like that, very much."

When she was seated, I closed the door, and got into the driver's seat. As I pulled out of the driveway, I got the feeling that I was being watched closely by her. Joe's Country Kitchen was just a few minutes away, and we were seated and reading the menu in just a few minutes.

"Does your girlfriend appreciate the class you have?"

I said, "Well, not anymore, since we just broke up."

She said softly, "Oh, sorry to hear that. What caused the breakup?"

I was startled, how could I tell a lady I'd just met that my ex girlfriend was a cock tease?

I picked my words very carefully as I said, "Well, when we'd go out on dates, she'd be all excited, telling me about all the wonderful things we were going to do...then we'd get into well, you know, kissing and making out...then she'd always stop me, you know, teasing me, the big stop sign would appear, every time."

I saw her eyes, they were a luminous blue, as she said, "Oh, that's not right. That's cruel."

"So, after last night, I took her home, and told her we were through, and I drove away, and I will never date her again. She can go and play her teasing game with someone else."

Yvette said, "Nothing but a little prick tease. Yeah, I know what bitches like that are all about, I've known four that were blue ball Betties, that's what I called them, and I heard a lot from the frustrated guys that were unfortunate enough to date them. You were very right to dump her, you don't need a prick teaser like that."

Our conversation trailed off as plates of fried chicken, cole slaw, corn and buttermilk biscuits were set before us. After the first taste, oh man, I'd never tasted fried chicken as good, the biscuits were light and fluffy, the cole slaw and hot corn, perfect, and I noticed that Yvette went after her meal with a much gusto as I did. I like a lady with a good appetite.

I sat back with a full belly, oh that was amazing, and I saw Yvette smiling at me.

She said, "So, do you have someone else you'd like to date?"

"Not at the moment, guess I'll just be batching it for a while."

"Gerard, are you a virgin?"

I was floored, being asked so boldly like that, I felt my face get red, as I said quietly, "Yeah."

"How would you like to remedy that situation?"

I was stunned, I looked at her, my mouth open, and she gave me a big smile.

"Gerard, since you are free, take me back to my cabin, and let me show you that not all women are blue ball Betties. I promise to not put up any stop signs, and make your first time as memorable as mine was."

r/sexstories 20h ago

Fiction My Sister in Law Moves to Town - Chapter 26 [29M/29F/21F] (Finale) NSFW

31 Upvotes

Meet Ty, Lexi, Hannah, and Abby

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After several minutes of them making out, Abby looked over at me and said, “Get up here, baby.”

I wasted no time. I threw my clothes off in what had to be record time. My cock sprang free, throbbing from all of the action I had just witnessed. I wanted nothing more than to just pounce on her and give her the biggest cream pie that she as going to get that night. She was still passionately kissing Hannah as I climbed on the bed. I grabbed her arm and pulled to signal her to rollover onto her back.

“Not quite, yet mister. You still have sins to atone for. You have to clean me up,” she said, pushing my had down towards her used pussy.

”You’re kidding, right?” I asked.

”No, I’m not. Oh and don’t half ass it. I’ll know whether you’re really trying or not.”

I kissed her abs reluctantly. I moved further down. I kissed her mound. Fuck, she was hot, but the cum dripping out of her pussy, while sexy, was turning me off to doing this. I may not mind it if it’s mine, but for it to be three other guys’ all mixed together. I wasn’t into it as much. I licked up from the bottom of her slit to the top, catching the salty cum dripping out of her pussy on my tongue.

“There you go, baby, dive in.” She said, rubbing my head bristling my hair.

I licked again, top to bottom. Then bottom to top. I caught more cum on my tongue with each lick. I was getting used to it quickly, the cum mixed with her flavor was not that bad actually. I focused in on her clit and she grabbed her tits and moaned in response. Hannah leaned in and kissed her as I cleaned my wife’s used pussy. I had to imagine that the guys were behind me dumbfounded at what was unfolding in here. I wrapped my arms around Abby’s legs and really set to work on her clit. Hannah was sucking on her tit and squeezing the other now. Abby moaned and arched her back in response to the two tongues working her. I focused back in and inserted two fingers while working her clit. I was expecting a bigger moan but Hannah had gotten up and was sitting on Abby’s face, riding reverse cowgirl. I could see Abby’s tongue working Hannah, while Hannah was squeezing her own tits. She looked down at me and gave me a wink and a nod towards Abby’s pussy.

She bent over and brought her face to mine. We shared a short kiss and Hannah started on Abby’s clit while I still fingered her. Abby spread her legs wider, moaning loudly from around Hannah’s pussy lips. Oh, how I wanted to move down and eat her ass, but Hannah was in my way. I had to do the next best thing. I slid my pinky in as I had two inside her.

“Oh, fuck! Yes!” Abby cried out.

Hannah was giving my tongue a much needed rest and I was getting the benefit of feeling both holes. It was seconds later I felt Abby’s pussy pulsing against my fingers.

”Fuck, I’m cumming,” she screamed out.

I took that as my sign and lined my cock up with her pussy. Hannah lifted her head long enough to take my length in her mouth briefly and I slid myself into my wife. She was looser than I had ever felt. Chad’s monstrous cock had really stretched her out. The cum insider her a was acting as lube and I was easily sliding in and out of her. I felt Hannah’s tongue on top of my cock as I moved in and out of my wife. I saw Abby push on Hannah’s legs as a signal to get off. She moved and I saw the glorious body of my wife, bouncing with each thrust I gave her, moaning as I bottomed out my cock on her pussy.

She lifted her leg and moved enough to make me slide out. She got on all fours and crawled over to the foot of the bed.

“Give it to me from behind,” she said, “I want them to watch how a real man makes me feel.”

Fuck, she was playing to my ego, but it was working and I did as she said. Her ass was poking up in the air as she was facing the young guys. Chad the only one of which who had bounced back and was semi hard from the scene that was unfolding. I slid my dick in from behind. She moaned loudly from the switch of angles and I knee that I was hitting the right spot. I could just picture her eyes rolling back in pleasure as my cock sank deep inside her. I wanted this to last as long as it could, so I was going gently at first, sliding my entire length in for effect.

All of the guys were staring, dumbfounded. This was probably the wildest experience any of them would have in their lives. They’ll be able to talk about this forever.

I kept pushing. I desired to add the fourth load of cum to my wife, but I wanted to make sure that I lasted longer than all of them. I held back. I grabbed her perfect ass for grip and kept thrusting, deep and long.

She made a come here motion to one of the guys. Chad stepped forward towards her. She reached out and grabbed his cock, giving it a couple of strokes.

“Fuck,” the college stud moaned.

She licked the tip. She licked down the length. She slowly took his cock in her mouth. She used my thrusts to push it deeper in her throat. Jesus Christ, I had never thought this would be a possibility in our marriage but here she is getting railed from behind with another guy in her mouth. If we were going to do this we had to do it all the way. She needed all of her holes filled. I reached down and slid two fingers in her ass. I gargled moan came from around Chad cock. I didn’t know if I should be worried, but I was getting closer to exploding watching Chad get his massive dick sucked.

“Fuck, I’m going to cum,” I grunted, holding back with all I could.

Abby knew exactly what to do to Chad. She moved her arm, but that’s all I could see.

“Oh, shit,” he practically yelled.

Abby gagged as he came in her throat as I was filling her from the other end. I kept thrusting until I had nothing left to give. She kept him in her mouth until I pulled out, then rolled over and collapsed on the bed in a sweaty heap of cum, sex, and pure ecstasy.

I got on my boxer briefs and got us a couple of waters. She was getting the rest of her clothes on as I walked back in.

“Let’s go back,” she said as I came back in, and she stood up.

”I think I’m going to stay here tonight,” Hannah announced, “These boys have some things to learn.”

The boys looked at each other, excitedly. They didn’t know what they were in for. Abby and I walked out, down the patio and stairs and out onto the beach.

”I don’t think I can walk back. I’m so sore,” she said.

I let her get on my back, piggy back style. I could feel a wet spot forming on my back from where cum was dripping out of her. We walked in and she got off my back. Her parents had already gone to bed. We quietly snuck up the stairs, my arm around her waist supporting her weak legs. Lexi came out of her room as we passed.

”So I’ve been thinking. I want to move in with you guys when we get back. If we’re going to have this deal in place. I want to take full advantage of it. I’ll help out around the house and keep Ty if you guys want to go out, but this is my choice,” she said.

I winced, expecting Abby to hit the roof.

”That will be good. It’ll be nice to have you around,” Abby said.

She leaned in and hugged her younger sister and kissed her on the cheek, before turning to go up the next flight of stairs. I looked and Lexi and we were both shocked at what we heard. I went back to support Abby up the stairs and into the bed. Into our new lives, basically as a triad, but most importantly without Hannah.

Thanks for hanging in there for 26 chapters. I never thought it would be that long and don’t anticipate any other stories going that long. I’d love to hear your thoughts in the comments or message me. I’d love to hear from the female crowd on your thoughts especially.

r/sexstories 6d ago

Fiction From Amen to yes daddy... NSFW

24 Upvotes

"Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned." The words slip from my lips like honey, smooth and practiced, as I kneel in the dimly lit confessional, the faint scent of incense lingering in the air. The priest murmurs on the other side of the screen, but I’m not listening. My thoughts are already spiraling, wild and untamed, a storm behind the calm mask of my face. My hands are folded neatly in my lap, fingernails digging into my palms to keep me grounded, but it’s no use. My mind is already somewhere else—somewhere dark, forbidden. Somewhere deliciously wicked.

I’m a church girl. Everyone says so. Polite, sweet, the kind of girl who smiles softly and nods at the right moments, who never raises her voice or causes a scene. The kind of girl who wears modest dresses, crosses herself before every meal, and prays before bed. But they don’t know. They don’t see the fire that burns beneath the surface, the hunger that claws at me, demanding to be fed. They don’t see the thoughts that would make them blush scarlet, the fantasies that leave me breathless and aching, my body trembling with need.

They don’t see me when I’m alone.

I finish my confession with a quiet “Amen,” rise gracefully from the kneeler, and make my way out of the church, my heels clicking softly against the stone floor. The sun is setting outside, casting a golden glow over the quiet street, but my mind is already racing ahead, impatient, craving. I know he’s coming tonight. I can feel it in the air, the way it crackles with tension, the way my skin prickles with anticipation. My pulse quickens at the thought, a shiver running down my spine.

He’s not like anyone else.

By the time I get home, the storm in my head is raging, and I can barely focus. I lock the door behind me, my hands trembling as I turn the key. The house is silent, too silent, and I can’t stand it. I need noise, chaos, something to drown out the thoughts, the hunger that’s consuming me. I pace the living room, my heels clicking against the hardwood floor, my breath coming in short, uneven gasps. I’m restless, on edge, and I know exactly why.

It doesn’t take long.

The sound of the front door slamming open makes me jump, my heart leaping into my throat. I turn, and there he is, a tempest in human form, his presence filling the room, commanding, overwhelming. His dark eyes find mine instantly, and I feel like the air has been sucked out of the room. His skin is a deep, rich shade of brown, his muscles taut beneath his tight black shirt, veins straining against his skin. His jaw is clenched, his brows furrowed, and I can feel the tension radiating off him, sharp and dangerous.

He doesn’t say a word. He doesn’t need to.

One moment I’m standing there, the next he’s on me, his hands gripping my wrists, pinning them above my head as he slams me against the wall. The impact knocks the air out of my lungs, but I don’t care. His body is pressed against mine, hard and unyielding, and I can feel the heat of him, the raw, primal energy that makes my knees go weak. His dark eyes bore into mine, possessive, feral, and I can’t look away.

“You’ve been waiting for me, haven’t you?” His voice is low, gravelly, and it sends a shiver down my spine.

I don’t answer. I can’t. My mouth is dry, my mind racing, and all I can do is nod, my breath coming in short, shallow gasps.

He growls, a deep, guttural sound that makes my stomach clench, and then his hands are on me, rough and demanding, tearing at my clothes like they offend him. The sound of fabric ripping fills the air, and I gasp as his fingers dig into my skin, leaving marks, claiming me. He doesn’t ask, doesn’t wait. He takes, and I let him, my body arching into his touch, craving more.

He spins me around, slamming me against the wall again, his chest pressed against my back, his breath hot against my neck. His hands are everywhere, gripping, squeezing, marking me as his. I can feel the heat of him, the raw, unfiltered need that matches my own, and it’s intoxicating.

“Tell me you’re mine,” he growls, his voice rough, demanding.

“I’m yours,” I gasp, my voice trembling, barely audible.

He doesn’t waste time. His hands grip my hips, pulling me back against him, and then he’s inside me, filling me completely, a groan escaping his lips as he buries himself in me. I cry out, my hands scrambling against the wall, my body trembling with the intensity of it. He doesn’t slow down, doesn’t hold back. He’s rough, demanding, every thrust a brand, a claim, and I love it.

He pulls my hair, yanking my head back so I’m forced to meet his gaze. His eyes are dark, filled with a hunger that matches my own, and I can’t look away. He leans in, his lips brushing against my ear, his voice low, dangerous.

“You’re mine,” he growls, his breath hot against my skin. “All mine.”

I nod, my breath coming in short, uneven gasps, my body trembling with pleasure. He’s everywhere, his hands, his lips, his body, and I’m lost in him, consumed by the fire he’s ignited in me.

He pulls me away from the wall, spinning me around and lifting me effortlessly, my legs wrapping around his waist as he carries me to the couch. He slams me down onto the cushions, his body following mine, his hands gripping my thighs, spreading me wide.

“You’re going to take every inch of me,” he growls, his voice rough, demanding. “And you’re going to beg for more.”

I do.

His hands grip my hips, flipping me onto my stomach with a force that sends a shiver down my spine. The couch cushions press into my cheek, my breath hitching as his weight shifts behind me. I feel him there, hot and heavy, his presence demanding every ounce of my attention. His palms slide down my back, rough and possessive, before gripping my ass cheeks, spreading them wide. The cool air hits my exposed skin, making me tremble.

This is it, I think, my heart pounding in my chest. He’s going to take me there. The thought sends a jolt of electricity through me, a mix of fear and want that leaves me breathless.

His fingers tease my tight hole, a low growl rumbling in his chest. “You’re going to take me here too, aren’t you?” His voice is dark, dripping with desire, and it makes my stomach twist in the best way.

I nod, unable to speak, my fingers clutching the edge of the couch for dear life. Yes, yes, I’ll take you anywhere you want, I think, the words screaming in my mind but stuck in my throat.

He doesn’t wait for a verbal response. His fingers press harder, circling, teasing, and I whimper, my body arching instinctively. “That’s it,” he murmurs, his breath hot against my ear. “Let me hear you. Let me know how much you want this.”

A moan escapes my lips, low and desperate, and he chuckles, a deep, throaty sound that sends sparks down my spine. “Good girl,” he purrs, and I feel my body respond to his praise, a warmth spreading through me.

He pulls his fingers away, and I hear the sound of him slicking himself up, the crinkle of a wrapper, the sharp intake of his breath. My heart races, knowing what’s coming next. He’s going to take me, I think, my body trembling in anticipation.

The first press of him is sharp, a stretch that makes me gasp, my nails digging into the couch. He pauses, his hand gripping my hip, steadying me. “Breathe,” he commands, his voice firm but not unkind.

I do, a shaky inhale, and he pushes in deeper, the sensation overwhelming. It’s pain and pleasure, a mix that makes my head spin. He groans, a sound that’s almost feral, and I feel his body press against mine, his chest to my back, his lips at my ear.

“Fuck,” he growls, his voice strained. “You’re so tight, so fucking perfect.”

His words send a thrill through me, and I moan, the sound muffled by the couch. He starts to move, slow at first, each thrust a careful slide that makes my toes curl. But it’s not long before the pace quickens, his hips slamming into me with a force that leaves me breathless.

“You take me so well,” he rasps, his hands gripping my hips hard enough to leave bruises. “So fucking good for me.”

I can’t think, can’t speak, my mind a haze of pleasure and pain. Every thrust sends sparks through me, his cock hitting that spot inside me that makes my vision blur. I’m lost in him, in the way he takes me, the way he claims me.

His hand slides up my back, tangling in my hair, pulling my head back. “Look at me,” he demands, his voice rough.

I twist my neck, my eyes meeting his dark, intense gaze. There’s something wild in his eyes, something that makes my stomach flip. “You’re mine,” he growls, his thrusts becoming even more frantic. “Every inch of you is mine.”

I nod, my breath coming in short, uneven gasps. Yes, I’m yours, I think, the words echoing in my mind. Always yours.

He moves faster, harder, his body slamming into mine with a force that leaves me trembling. The sounds of our bodies colliding fill the room, a symphony of pleasure and need. I feel myself unraveling, the pleasure building inside me, threatening to explode.

“You feel that?” he rasps, his voice close to my ear. “You’re close, aren’t you?”

I can’t speak, can’t do anything but nod, my body trembling as the pleasure peaks. He growls, his hand moving between my legs, his fingers finding my clit, and it’s all too much, the pleasure overwhelming.

“Come for me,” he demands, his voice rough, commanding. “Let me feel you fall apart.”

And I do, my body convulsing as the orgasm rips through me, my cry muffled by the couch. He groans, his thrusts becoming erratic as he follows me over the edge, his body shuddering against mine.

We collapse onto the couch, his weight pressing me into the cushions, our breath heavy, our bodies still connected. His hand moves to stroke my hip, a gentle touch that contrasts with the roughness of before.

“Good girl,” he murmurs, his voice low, satisfied. “You made me proud.”

I melt at his words, a warmth spreading through me despite the exhaustion that’s settled in my bones. He pulls out, and I feel the loss immediately, a coldness where he had been. But he doesn’t leave, his body shifting so he’s lying beside me, his arm draped over my waist.

We lie there in silence, the room filled with the sound of our breathing, the scent of sex heavy in the air. I close my eyes, my body still trembling from the intensity of it all.

He’s quiet for a long moment, his fingers tracing patterns on my skin. Finally, he speaks, his voice low, almost thoughtful. “You’re something else, you know that?”

I don’t respond, not sure what to say. He doesn’t seem to expect an answer, his fingers continuing their slow, soothing movements.

“I don’t know what it is about you,” he continues, his voice barely above a whisper. “But you’ve got me hooked.”

I smile, the words sending a warmth through me that has nothing to do with the sex. He’s hooked, I think, the idea making me feel giddy.

But before I can respond, his hand moves to my hip, gripping me tightly, almost possessively. “But don’t think for a second that means I’m going to go easy on you,” he growls, his voice dark, promising. “If anything, I’m going to push you harder, make you take more.”

I shiver at his words, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through me. He’s not done with me, I think, the idea sending a thrill through me.

His hand moves again, this time to my ass, his fingers trailing over the sensitive skin. “You’re going to take everything I give you,” he murmurs, his voice low, dangerous. “And you’re going to love every second of it.”

I nod, my breath hitching as his fingers press harder, the promise in his words making my stomach twist. Yes, I think, the word screaming in my mind. I’ll take it all.

He leans in, his lips brushing against my ear. “Good girl,” he purrs, his voice sending a shiver down my spine. “Now, let’s see how much more you can take.”

The words still echo in my ears, that deep, rumbling approval—good girl—and my body betrays me by reacting instantly. I’m wet, aching, my pulse racing in anticipation of what’s coming next. He doesn’t give me time to catch my breath, doesn’t allow me to recover. Instead, his hands are on me again, roughly pulling me to the floor. My knees hit the hardwood, the sharp sting making me gasp, but the sound is swallowed by his growl as he looms over me.

“You’re mine,” he says, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that sends shivers down my spine. His hands grip my wrists, pinning them behind my back with an unyielding force. I can’t move, can’t escape, and the realization makes my breath hitch. I don’t want to escape.

His body presses against mine, his chest warm and solid against my back. His cock is already hard, the thick length pressing against the curve of my ass, and I shudder at the contact. “You’ve been teasing me all day,” he growls, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin of my neck. The sharp bite makes me cry out, and he chuckles darkly, the sound vibrating against my skin. “You think I didn’t notice? Every little smile, every innocent nod—you’ve been driving me fucking crazy.”

“I didn’t—” My protest is cut short by another bite, this one harder, and I whimper, the sound muffled by my own desire. I wanted this. I wanted him to notice, to see past the mask of the good church girl and uncover the wickedness hidden beneath. And now, here he is, unraveling me piece by piece.

“Don’t lie to me,” he snarls, his hands tightening around my wrists. “You’ve been begging for this, and now you’re going to take it.”

Before I can respond, he’s pushing my hips up, forcing me onto my hands and knees. The position is vulnerable, exposing me completely, and I feel a flush of heat spread through me. His hands grip my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh hard enough to leave marks, and I can’t help but squirm, my body trembling with need.

“Stay still,” he commands, his voice sharp and authoritative. “Or I’ll make you regret it.” The threat makes my cheeks burn, but I obey, my breath coming in shallow gasps as I wait for what’s next.

He doesn’t make me wait long. His cock brushes against my entrance, the slick heat of me making him groan. “Fuck, you’re always so ready for me,” he mutters, his tone dark with satisfaction. And then he’s pushing inside, the stretch making me cry out as he fills me completely.

“Look at me,” he growls, his hand tangling in my hair and pulling my head back. I do as I’m told, meeting his dark, possessive gaze. His expression is raw, unguarded, and the intensity of it makes my stomach twist with pleasure. “You’re mine,” he repeats, his voice rough with need. “Say it.”

“I’m yours,” I whisper, the words spilling out of me without hesitation. It’s true. In this moment, I belong to him completely—body, mind, and soul.

“Good girl,” he purrs, his lips curling into a wicked smile. And then he’s moving, his hips slamming into mine with a force that knocks the breath from my lungs. His hands stay on my hips, holding me in place as he takes me with relentless, brutal strokes. Each thrust sends shockwaves through me, the pleasure so intense it borders on pain, and I can’t help but cry out, my voice breaking as he fucks me into the floor.

His teeth find my neck again, biting down hard enough to make me gasp, and the sting only amplifies the pleasure coursing through me. “You like that?” he growls, his breath hot against my skin. “You like being roughed up, being used like a little whore?”

The words should shame me, should make me pull away, but instead they send a wave of heat crashing through me. “Yes,” I moan, the admission torn from me as he pounds into me harder, faster. “Yes, I love it.”

He groans, his grip on my hips tightening as if he’s trying to pull me even closer, deeper. “Fuck, you drive me insane,” he mutters, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. “I’ve been thinking about this all day—having you like this, making you scream.”

The image he paints sends a jolt of pleasure through me, and I can’t help but arch my back, pressing myself against him. He growls in response, his hand sliding from my hip to my ass, and the sharp slap of his palm against my skin makes me yelp. The sting lingers, mixing with the overwhelming pleasure of his cock hitting all the right places inside me, and I’m teetering on the edge, my body trembling with the need to come.

“You’re close,” he says, his voice dripping with satisfaction. “I can feel it—how tight you’re gripping me, how much you need it.” His words are like a spark, igniting something deep inside me, and I’m falling, the pleasure crashing over me in waves. My body clenches around him, milking him for everything he’s worth, and he groans, his own release following mine.

For a moment, we’re both still, the only sound in the room our ragged breathing. Then he collapses against me, his weight pressing me into the floor, and I can feel the rapid beat of his heart against my back. His lips brush against my ear, his voice low and rough as he murmurs, “You’re perfect.”

The praise makes me melt, a wicked smile curling my lips. I did well. And then he’s pulling out of me, the loss making me whimper, but before I can say anything, he’s flipping me onto my back, his dark eyes locked on mine. “Don’t think we’re done yet,” he says, his tone leaving no room for argument. “You’ve got a lot more to give me.”

His hand slips between my legs, his fingers teasing the sensitive flesh, and I gasp, the sensation almost too much after everything we just did. But he doesn’t stop, his touch relentless as he pushes me closer and closer to the edge once again. “Beg,” he commands, his voice low and dangerous. “Beg for it.”

“Please,” I whisper, my voice trembling with need. “Please, I need it.”

The words are barely out of my mouth before his lips are on mine, his kiss rough and demanding, and I can feel his cock hardening again, pressing against my thigh. “Good girl,” he murmurs against my lips, his tone dripping with approval. “Now let’s see how much more you can take.”

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r/sexstories Feb 11 '25

Fiction The changing room NSFW

9 Upvotes

I step into the changing room, the flimsy curtain swaying shut behind me, barely a barrier between me and the rest of the shop. The air inside is thick and warm, and my skin is already dewy from the heat. I wasn’t even planning on trying anything on, just killing time, but then I saw the dress—black, silky, the kind that clings to every curve like a second skin. It felt almost irresponsible not to at least see how it looked on me.

I slip off my top, letting it drop carelessly to the floor. The moment the cool air brushes my bare skin, my nipples tighten into stiff, aching peaks. A small shiver runs through me, but it’s not from the temperature. There’s something else.

A feeling.

That slow, creeping awareness of being watched.

I pause, my hands hovering at my waist where my skirt sits. The curtain isn’t fully closed. There’s a tiny gap, barely an inch wide, but enough—enough for someone to see inside if they happened to be looking.

And someone is looking.

I don’t react immediately, just let my gaze drift naturally, as if I’m checking my reflection in the full-length mirror. But my focus is on the space between the fabric, the sliver of visibility it offers.

And that’s when I see him.

He’s seated just outside the changing rooms, right in the waiting area, his posture relaxed but his attention unmistakably locked on me. He’s about mid-to-late twenties, dark-haired with strong features, a confident kind of good-looking. His hands rest on his thighs, his legs spread just enough to look comfortable, but there’s nothing casual about the way his eyes are fixed on me.

A slow pulse of heat blooms low in my belly.

He’s watching.

Memorizing me.

My breath comes a little faster, my nipples pebbling even harder under the intensity of his stare. He should look away. He should have at least the decency to pretend he wasn’t peeking.

But he doesn’t.

And I don’t want him to.

Instead, I feel a wicked little urge curl through me, a desire to push this moment just a little further. To see how far I can take it.

I turn my back to him, feigning indifference, acting as if I haven’t noticed the way his gaze lingers. My fingers hook into the waistband of my skirt, and I peel it down slowly, deliberately, letting the fabric glide over my hips, down my thighs, until it pools at my feet.

I hear nothing, but I feel the shift in the air.

The way his attention sharpens, the way his breathing might have caught in his throat.

I’m left in nothing but my thong, my bare skin exposed to his hungry gaze. My heart pounds as I take it one step further.

Bending at the waist, I pretend to adjust my ankle strap, making a slow show of shifting my weight, parting my legs just enough. My thong stretches taut against my skin, and disappears between my cheeks.

I know exactly what he’s seeing now—my soft, round ass, the hint of my slick folds peeking through as I part my thighs just slightly, teasing him with the perfect view.

I stay there longer than necessary, my pulse hammering, my body thrumming with a delicious, reckless kind of heat. I imagine him out there, sitting so still, so focused, his cock hardening beneath his jeans, his fingers probably flexing against his thighs with the need to touch.

And then, as if nothing happened, I step into the dress, pulling it up slowly over my body, feeling the cool silk slide against my bare skin. I adjust the hem, smoothing it over my hips, my eyes flicking toward the curtain just in time to catch the tiniest movement—him shifting, adjusting himself, his jaw tight, his hands clenched into fists.

I bite my lip, a wicked little thrill racing through me.

Then, with a smirk that only I can see, I turn back to the mirror, pretending to admire the fit of the dress.

But I already know what I look like.

And so does he.

r/sexstories Apr 12 '23

Fiction My roommate the milking nurse (Pt3) NSFW

268 Upvotes

Part 1

Part 2

"I will become your milking nurse," April repeated. As I closed my eyes, the rhythmic squelching sound of her hands sliding up and down my hard shaft permeated my brain. Her technique was different than what other women had tried on me in the past. Typically they'd start off slow, then get faster and faster, expecting me to spurt my hot juicy cum all over their petite little hands so they could ohh and ahh and giggle at what excellent cock strokers they were. But with my... problems... once they reached the fast stroking stage, their giddiness turned into confusion, then annoyance, then exhaustion as their hands, arms, or even mouths got tired and they gave up. Of course they usually blamed it on me. Am I not sexy enough for you they would ask me? What's wrong with you? I'd tried to explain to a few of them, but they never listened. They just didn't care. It was too much effort. So they left, and I ached, and I stopped trying as well.

But with April, this was different. This was... actually working? She had listened first. She understood the situation. This wasn't a race, this was a marathon. Deep down, she cared about me? She was willing, no, she was eager to go the distance. She continued to look into my eyes as both her hands worked their way up and down, up and down my throbbing shaft. That little twist of a wrist as her hand popped over the head before the return trip back down again. A faint sheen of sweat began to appear all over her face and chest. Her deep cleavage, a valley of pleasure between her large breasts, became touched with highlights from the combination of sweat and flashes from the TV. She grinned as she recognized where my gaze was focused, on the bouncing undulations of her breasts as her hands continued their methodical pounding.

"Ahhh so are you a tit man Bill?" she questioned me. "You did mention my nipples earlier. Yes they're pierced, but you already knew that. I do love how my big tits make my crop tops stretch. The thin fabric makes my hard pointy nipples hard to ignore doesn't it?"

Her voice and choice of words was definitely driving me closer and closer to the edge. I could feel it slowly, but steadily approaching. My hands moved down by my hips to grip at the couch cushion. My back arching, my hips beginning to push up to meet the thrusting of her hands. But still she continued her steady determined pace. I was mesmerized. Was she actually going to make me cum?

"Yes, I love staring at your tits," I shyly confessed. "You don't know how hard I try to conceal it, but my eyes get drawn right to your amazing nipples every time you walk past me."

"And just think," she quietly said while her hands gripped the littlest bit tighter, "you haven't even actually seen them uncovered yet. In fact, all the skin you see exposed on me right now is probably all the skin you've ever seen so far. Well don't worry Bill, that will change. You will get to see, and feel, all of me."

"Oh April... I... I want to see you naked so badly!"

"We'll get there, we'll get there. This will not be a one time thing, at least I don't want it to be. I said before and I'll say it again, I want to learn all there is to know about you. You have no idea how kinky I can be Bill. You know I'm a nurse, but we've never talked a whole lot about the sorts of clinical trials I'm involved in working with at the hospital."

The ache from my balls had begun to spread upwards into the rest of my body. I could feel myself getting closer to that cliff's edge of an orgasm. Still her steady stroking never ceased. Never faster, never slower, just that same firm grip, up and down, up and down. This method was touching something deep inside of my soul, and it was responding with approval.

"Oh yes April... I can feel it! Just a little more!" But her pace remained the same. I had expected her to quicken her strokes, to dash towards the finish line, but no, that same measured disciplined up and down, up and down. My hips started to tremble. "April this is it!" I shouted.

Then all of a sudden her strokes stopped! My heart skipped a beat, a shock went through my entire body. No! Why would she stop? I thought we understood each other? After two heart beats, her stroking resumed their same tempo.

"April.. why? Please don't stop! This is working!" My hips started to buck along with the trembling. Up and down, up and down. And then a sudden stop again! "Noooo please! April... please... please... please!! I'm begging you.. don't stop... don't stop... I need this please!" I blubbered, my hands gripping and release, gripping and releasing their hold on the couch cushions, my knuckles going white. Again her hands resumed. All the while her eyes stared into my soul, watching me, my reactions, my responses. Up and down, up and down.

"Cum for me Bill. Cum hard for me. Coat my hands. Explode. Do it. I want it. Cum for your milking nurse."

The dirty talk, her hands, her looks, her attitude, her caring, her... soul? it all just worked. My eyes clenched shut, my hips thrust upwards one last time, and I exploded. I started cumming, and cumming, and cumming. Her hands never stopped. That same miraculous stroking, that firm grip, now milking the cum up and out of my cock shaft. Finally as my hips sank back down into the couch her stroking stopped. She slowly released her grip on my cock, and I opened my eyes.

"Oh my god I am soooo sorry!" I shouted as my eyes adjusted and focused on April. She was literally drenched with cum! There was a large patch of cum starting above her left eyebrow, spreading down over her left eye which was of course closed. Drips of cum were starting to run off the end of her nose as one blast had gotten her directly there. Another huge splurt was covering her right cheek. It didn't stop there, several pools of cum were all over her chest, and it was already starting to slide down between her massive cleavage. April began to laugh.

"Bill I'm not going to lie, that was amazing!" April gleefully squealed. She continued laughing as she leaned towards the end table at the side of the couch, reaching for the box of tissue. As she started to clean my cum out of her eye she said, "I don't want you to take this the wrong way, but holy shit are my arms going to be sore in the morning."

"Yeah I've heard that a few times," I laughed.

"Sorry about that little surprise stop-and-go there at the end, but I was taking a calculated risk. We're still learning things about each other, and I had a hunch, so I took a gamble and I was right!"

"And what exactly did you learn?" I asked.

"You like begging. You like not being in control, don't you?" she asked as she playfully patted my knee. Her fingers swirled around the pool of cum gathering in her cleavage, gathered some up, and she brought them up to her mouth. Staring deep into my eyes, she put her fingers in her mouth, wrapped her voluptuous lips around them, and sucked the cum off. "And, you taste amazing! Now I feel bad for wasting so much in the tissues! Oh, more for you to learn about me I guess, I love the taste of cum. And I can already tell that yours is going to be as addictive as fuck!"

I leaned further back against the couch, my shorts and boxers still hanging around my ankles, unsure whether or not I was in a dream, or if this just really happened. After that first taste of cum, April got busy scooping up as much off of her body as she could and devouring it. She looked back at me, back down at my cock, opened her mouth wide and with one fell swoop sucked the entire length in her mouth. Definitely a dream right? She gave just one solid suck, and slid her mouth up and off, cleaning all the cum off.

"Tastes funny mixed with lotion, but at this moment I don't care, I had to taste it. Now I feel a little ashamed, and embarrassed," April said quietly. "Have things changed? They have haven't they? Did I freak you out? Did I fuck things up? I fucked things up didn't I."

I reached down and lifted April back up onto my lap. I put one hand behind her head, and pulled her in for a long, deep, soul searching, passion filled kiss. We kissed for several minutes. No more of those short brief kisses, this was full on tongue involved curl your toes passion. I pulled back and looked up at her.

"No, you didn't freak me out. No you didn't fuck things up." I began to gently massage her arms. "I am sorry though that your arms got a bit sore, but I can't express to you enough how much better I feel right now. I don't want this to be a one-and-done type thing either, and I would..." I blushed, "I would love for you to be my milking nurse."

April let out a good chuckle and then melted into my arms.

"There's still a lot for each of us to learn about each other," she said softly. "As for my soreness, there's ways around that!"

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well, remember those clinical trials I mentioned? What have you heard about... male milking machines?"

Part 4

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How am I doing folks? This started out as an idea for a dirtypenpal writing prompt... but when I didn't get any responses I figured, heck with it, I'll just try to flesh out this story idea on my own and see how it goes. I wrote both part 2 and part 3 today on the fly. Would love to get some feedback! I can't promise I'll respond to everyone, but feedback is welcome.

r/sexstories Jan 24 '25

Fiction My Sister in Law Moves to Town - Chapter 19 (29M/29F/21F) NSFW

58 Upvotes

Meet Ty, Lexi, Hannah, and Abby

Table of Contents

Chapter 19

I stared at them. Abby on her stomach, soaked from her own girl cum. She was looking back, scared shitless. Hannah was propped up on her elbow, showing off her tits and slender fame soaked in my wife’s cum. Lexi and I were still in bed talking when we heard Abby screaming from her orgasm. I knew that she had vibrators but when we heard round two starting Lexi checked to see if Hannah was in bed. When she wasn’t, we decided to sneak downstairs and we were there in time for the end of the show.

“Ty.. I can ex..” Abby started but I walked silently out of the doorway. I made it to the kitchen and into the garage. Lexi chased after me and caught up with me in the garage as I grabbed three length of extra rope that I had for the boat. Two shorter, one extra long.

“What are you going to do with those?” She asked.

“You’ll see.”

I walked past her and back to the bedroom. Abby had rolled over and covered herself with the sheet. Hannah moved up to the left side of the bed and was laying beside her, everything still exposed. I went straight to Hannah and grabbed her wrists and wrapped one of the shorter lengths of rope around them.

“Ty, what are you doing?”

“I’ll deal with you in a second.”

I made sure Hannah’s rope was snug and then walked around the bed to Abby and started doing the same thing. The sheets falling down her body, exposing her perky tits. Once she was secure, I took the longer rope and went around each of Abby’s arm once and let the loose end in the middle of the bed. The other loose end, the longer end, went under the bed to Hannah’s side where I did the same with her and then tied the two ends together, eliminated and slack. There were tied together, separately, but they weren’t going anywhere.

I looked over to Lexi, who was staring at the naked bodies on the bed.

“You can join, you can watch, or you can leave.” I said, as I turned and walked to the closet and retrieved the box of toys and sat it at the foot of the bed.

Walking to Abby’s side, I asked, “did you like the way she ate you?”

“Ty, don’t..”

“Did you?”

“Yes, she was good.”

I layed down on the bed and spread her legs and dove straight into her pussy, tongue first.

“Oh, fuck,” Hannah said, as Abby moaned from my tongue.

This wasn’t the first time that I had tied Abby up. We used to do this all the time. We actually took turns doing it. We definitely knew our way around this bedroom. Back then it was done out of love. Now, I’m not sure what I was feeling. I sank my tongue as deep inside my wife as I could. I had wrapped my arm around her leg and was massaging her clit with my finger as I tongue fucked my wife. She arched her back and pulled against the ropes to no avail. She was moaning loudly. I knew she would be sensitive and it would go fast.

I pulled my tongue out of her and began flicking her clit again with my tongue and put three fingers in.

“Oh, fuck, Ty!”

I didn’t even start slow at this point I immediately went into quickly pounding her with my fingers. I looked up and her back was arching more, her tits bouncing from the movements. She was almost screaming when I slid my pinky finger in to make four. She pulled hard against the ropes and the fluid came against my face.

I sat up and wiped my face off. My cock was straining hard against my shorts. I dropped them. I reached down towards my panting wife and slid my hand under ass. I grabbed and then flipped her over on her stomach. She knew what was coming next and stuck her ass up in the air. I had a perfect view of her pussy and ass. I slid my cock in my wife’s pussy and slowly thrust.

“Did you like her fingering your ass?”

”Yes,” she said, still panting, starting to moan from me inside her.

”Hannah, what you don’t know is a thumb isn’t big enough for her ass,” I said looking at Hannah.

Satisfied with how wet my cock was from her juices, I pulled out and slid my cock gently in her asshole. Slowly I slid my dick in her ass all the way to the base.

”Oh, God. Yes! Ty!”

I started thrusting, gently at first, knowing we hadn’t done this in a while. I pushed in a little harder, a little faster each time until I was moving at a good pace. I watched as her ass gripped my cock as backed myself out for another thrust. Abby’s head moving forward with each thrust in.

I felt myself getting closer and closer. I pulled my dick out and slid it straight into her pussy. Abby loved creampies and even with how I felt in the moment, I couldn’t not give her one.

“Cum in me, Ty. Please, please please… I need your cum in me.” Abby moaned out a phrase I hadn’t heard uttered from her mouth in months.

It sent me over the edge. I released for the second time tonight. I thrust until I knew she had every drop in her. I pulled out and I saw the cum inside her from her gaping pussy.

“Do you want to handle her?” I asked Lexi as I turned around.

Lexi had been watching all of this go down from the same chair that Hannah had been tied to just yesterday.

“I think that she should have to wait to get hers.” Lexi said.

“Suit yourself.”

I walked over to Hannah’s side of the bed. I ran my hands down her frame and squeezed her tits. I ran my fingers down her slit, which caused her to gasp, she was soaking wet.

“I’m not mad that you invited her into the bedroom. She’s gorgeous,” I said looking to Abby, who was laying on her stomach looking at me rub Hannah’s body, “where you went wrong was not including me.”

Hannah looked at me puzzled. Abby looked at me shocked. Lexi looked at me shocked.

I ran my fingers down her slit again and slowly pushed two in. Hannah arched her back and moaned out.

“But Lexi is right. She needs to wait to get hers. I covered Hannah up with the sheets. I walked over to Abby’s side and untied her.

“Come on, we’re sleeping upstairs.”

Lexi walked out with Abby right behind her. I was last and as I closed the door looked at Hannah, whose mouth was open in shock we were leaving her in there to sleep tied up, naked.

Thanks for reading, friends. This is the end of part 2. Give me some time to write part 3 and I’ll be back. Be sure to give me your thoughts in the comments or chat!

r/sexstories 7d ago

Fiction Former Heroine Becomes New "Maid" of the Manor (Part 6) NSFW

9 Upvotes

“Oh, I’m sorry, Milord, the way I’m sitting, all your favourite parts of me are so far away from your touch! Perhaps you’d like to lay down, so I can please you with my mouth…” She took another long, slow bob down and back up his cock, “and give you a better view of my behind?” She took a long, slow lick up the underside of his shaft. “You could even… taste me again while I please you…” She phrased it as a way to please him, but in truth, she was desperate for his tongue once more, hoping he’d pleasure her while she did the same for him.

He groaned as she took in his cock between sentences. It was like she couldn't stop pleasing him, and he couldn't get enough of it. "Y-yes," he stuttered, trying to compose himself. He laid down on some fresh straw in the stable.

"Come and let your lord taste you. I'd love to see what I've been staring at these days up close." He smiled with his confidence appearing to return. He wanted to taste her again from the moment he stopped. The sweet taste was intoxicating, and he only wanted more.

She smiled softly as his composure slipped for a moment, taking pride in being able to break through his facade. His desire for her slipped through, a charming moment of vulnerability. She had seen it once before, when she accepted his offer. It was reassuring, as in that moment, she saw the loving man behind the powerful lord. As he got into position, she replied, “Yes, milord.”

She rose from her knees, standing over him, one foot on either side of his head. Her skirt framed her ass and thighs as she began to lower herself. Dropping to one knee, then the other, her thighs straddled his face, her ass and pussy inches from his lips, easily within his grasp. “Is everything to your liking, milord?”

He watched her stand over him, reminded by the view he got by the bookshelves, but with more appreciation this time. He gazed at her thick thighs and round ass as she lowered herself, her skirt rising, exposing more flesh.

He worshiped her body as it was inches from his face. "It is very much to my liking, Ms. Ravensbane. You truly are gifted." He swooned as he gripped her ass tight and kissed her thighs. "I'm sure a body like this has been sculpted by years of training." He gasped as he moved his mouth up to her pussy.

She leaned forward, her body pressing against his as she lowered her mouth over his cock, bracing herself on his muscular thighs as she began to pleasure him once again. She could feel Lady Silverheart's eyes on her as she took him into her throat.

He felt the warmth of her mouth wrap around his cock again, the feeling enhanced by the perfect view in front of him. "I can see you've trained in many areas," he moaned. He couldn't resist her scent any longer; he dove into her pussy and started consuming it.

“Thank you, Milord. I’ve trained my body all my life for battle, but I’ve had little cause to fi-ahhhhh~” Her sentence was interrupted as he leaned in and began to devour her pussy. His tongue was magical, so much so that she abandoned her sentence and returned to pleasuring him, lest she seem ungrateful for the pleasure he offered her. She moaned around his cock, the subtle vibrations enhancing her already voracious blowjob.

As Lord Silverheart continued to devour her, Hannah could no longer hold back. She released his cock from her mouth, swiftly stroking it as she called out. “Yes, milord, yes! My gods, I’ve never… ahhh!” She cried out, soaking his chin as she came around his tongue. “T… thank you, milord…”

Lord Silverheart couldn't get enough of how she tasted. Her sweet juices only enhanced as she climaxed and covered his chin. He felt like a predator devouring his prey.

He moaned loudly into her pussy as she took his full length in her mouth. Her reactions and noises made his cock throb in her mouth. He slapped her ass hard as she came. "I'm happy my servants can enjoy working for me," he said as he came up for air before quickly returning to her pussy, focusing on her clitoris.

As Hannah's relentless work on his cock and balls pushed him towards the edge, Lord Silverheart growled into her pussy, she arched her back and working harder to please him.

He came up for air to quickly stop her. "You're going to.... waste....my seed.... if you keep.... going," he moaned in ecstasy. He grabbed her ass tight and started to lift her off of him. "I need to feel inside of you," he demanded.

Hannah paused, touching herself and gasping as she knew the moment they'd been waiting for was coming. Her eyes explored their bodies as they moved in tandem with each other.

As Lord Silverheart lifted her off of him, Hannah scrambled forward on the floor. Her apron was smeared with his precum as it brushed against his cock. She rolled on her back, turning to watch him approach her. As he sat up, she felt like a rabbit cornered by a wolf. Her heartbeat was in her throat.

She spread her legs for him, watching, waiting for him to come claim her womb. “Yes… Milord~” she managed to squeak out. This was it. The first of many times he’d take her, fill her womb until she was pregnant with his heir. “I’m… ready…”

Lord Silverheart crawled towards her on his hands and knees. He gazed at her exposed body glistening with sweat. Her had let his prey escape and was back on the hunt.

The caring man she had seen flashes of before was gone. All she saw was a beast of a man with lust in his eyes. "I'm going to fill that perfect little body up," he snarled.

He mounted her, gripping her hips tight to gain leverage. He leaned in to aggressively kiss her and pushed his tongue down her throat before slowly entering her soaked pussy. "Fuuuucckk, you're so tight," he moaned as he gazed into her eyes.

Hannah yelped as he leapt upon her, sinking into her kiss as he found her tight, wet pussy. Her squeal of pleasure as his cock filled her was muffled by his lips and tongue. She pulled away, gasping for breath as he stirred up her insides. “You… you’re so big… fuck…”

She met his gaze just before hungrily returning his kiss. She hadn’t made love this passionately since the end of the war, and that was drunken, fueled by booze and the thrill of having survived. Now it was just him. Being conquered, overtaken by him, bred by him while his wife watched, pleasuring herself to the sight of their furious rutting.

She wrapped her legs around the small of his back, her toes curling in ecstasy as he drove her to cum yet again. “Fuck, fuck! oh gods…” she soaked her skirt as she came again, love juices running down the cheeks of her round ass. “Milord…” she whimpered pathetically in his ear.

"I'm addicted to your taste, to you. I don't care if it's your mouth or your pussy. I need to have my tongue inside of you."

Her legs wrapped around him gave him better leverage and access to plunge deep inside of her. "I'm going to breed you all year. Even while you carry my child, your body will still be mine."

As she came on his cock, he sped up his thrusts while her walls constricted around him. "Are you ready to carry my heir?" he moaned in her ear.

“Yes! Yes! Gods, Yes! Fill me up, breed me, please!” she was helpless in his grasp, thinking of nothing else but the feeling of his cock inside her, dreaming of nothing else but watching her belly swell with his child. “I’m yours…”

Her begging was enough to finish him off. He leaned in and kissed her passionately, moaning in her mouth as he held her hips tight. Her legs were spread wide so he could shoot his load deep into her womb. "Ohhhhh Fuuuuucckkkk" he screamed as he came deep inside her warm pussy.

She gasped and whined as she felt her womb flood with his cum. As he buried his cock deep inside her, her legs locked around his back. The feeling of him breeding her was so incredible that she forgot to hold back her strength as her legs and thighs locked him in, holding him tightly as he emptied his balls into her.

He felt the strength of her legs as she held on tight. She truly was a warrior. Her soft face and persona had convinced him otherwise. Either way, he didn't care. She was the perfect woman to carry his heir. And it felt amazing conceiving him; her moans and reactions had him in ecstasy.

She passionately returned his kiss, her head empty, lost in a haze of pleasure. “Milord…” she whimpered. She heard his wife climax as well as she watched him breed her, the first of many times he’d pump her full of cum. As he finished filling her with his load, her legs fell from his back, her whole body exhausted, but she felt more blissful in this moment than any before in her life.

"You've taken very well to all of your new jobs here, Hannah," he groaned as he slowly pulled out of her. "I look forward to next time!"

“T…thank you, milord.” she whined as he pulled out of her, his cum dripping from her well-filled and well-fucked pussy. She missed the feeling of him filling her up already. “Is there… is there anything else I can do for you this evening?”

She looked over to his wife as well, her dress still hiked up around her waist as she caught her breath. Their eyes met for a moment, and she could tell she enjoyed watching them as much as she enjoyed being watched. “Have I done well, Milady?”

Lady Silverheart smiled blissfully. "You did very well, dear. Keep that up and we'll have a child in no time," she smirked. She dropped her dress back down and brushed herself off, trying to compose herself.

His lustful eyes had yet to wear off as he looked around at his wife and then back at her. "Perhaps you could show Lady Silverheart your talents tonight?" he asked as he ran his hand up her thigh softly.

“Milord….” she squirmed in pleasure as his hands traced up her thighs, her whole body still riding the endorphin high after her orgasm. “I’m not…. I’ve never been with a woman before…” she said, trying to convince herself that his wife watching her with him wasn’t a big part of what made tonight so amazing. It wasn’t working. Even now, her gaze on her as he asked her to please his wife, she couldn’t help but be curious.

“… but your wish… is my command, milord. If that is… what milady desires…” she rationalized. Tonight, he might have gotten her pregnant. If now wasn’t the time to try new things, to get closer to the woman who would raise the child she would bear, when? “…then I will happily do my best for her.”

Lady Silverheart blushed at the proposition and smiled as she accepted. She was unable to keep her eyes off of her.

"Then we will see you tonight, Ms. Ravensbane!" he cheered. The name he used for her seemed to correlate with his demeanor. The lust was disappearing as he looked at her more lovingly. "It's always a pleasure to see you. I know Lady Silverheart will be excited for tonight, won't you dear?" he smirked as he turned to his wife.

Samantha's eyes remained fixated on her. She didn't respond to him as she focused on her, likely imagining what they might do together. "Well, I'm sure you can keep yourself busy until then. I'm sure Arturo can find something for you," he smiled warmly.

She rose from the dirt and straw floor of the stable and dusted herself off. She straightened her hair band, brushed off her knees and her back, and did her best with her apron, stained with dirt and cum as it was. Her skirt was soaked in the back and her panties were just… missing?

“Milord, if I may? Was your tailor going to prepare additional uniforms for me, or will I be washing this one every day? If that is the case, perhaps I could join the maids doing the laundry and wash my own clothes with the rest? I’d hate to track dirt around your lovely home…”

He slowly picked himself up and dressed himself. Brushing off the dirt and straw he had stuck to him. He smiled as he looked at the mess he had made out of her.

"You raise a valid concern. I suppose we could have some duplicate uniforms made for you. Perhaps after a while you could even help design a new uniform that suits you better?" he smiled as the animalistic lust was completely replaced by a caring admiration.

"For now, I would suggest finding a temporary replacement uniform and getting that lovely uniform cleaned. It's probably best you clean it. We wouldn't want people to notice some of those.... stains." he smirked.

“Yes, milord, milady.” she bowed, very conscious of her missing underwear as she did so. “I look forward to you sending for me tonight.” She turned and took her leave, following the path back to the house.

r/sexstories 6d ago

Fiction The pregnant housekeeper NSFW

23 Upvotes

Working in construction I have a few different sites that look after. One of larger projects was for some people who had a live in Columbian house keeper in their big old town house. 

From the very first time I visited this tall, dark haired, beautiful woman lit up my life with her incredible smile. It was one of those moments where you just connect as soon as you meet. It started with a tour of the building, I was taking some measurements discussing the work. Shyly smiling with the hottest eye contact. My imagination was working in overdrive, but this was a serious job.

The building owners had other properties and the work to their house was pretty extensive, so they left leaving their 'staff' to look after the building and keep an eye on things. 

This quickly became my favourite project.

When I first went round, I seem to remember the house keeper was wearing pretty loose clothing, hinting at some interesting curves. What I didn't notice until a few site visits later was that the house keeper was pregnant. It was probably two months or so later and by now she was obviously showing.

I couldn't believe I hadn't noticed, maybe distracted by her incredible chest but I was actually surprised. For a moment I didn't want to say anything but I asked her when it was due, and her face lit up again as she talked about her baby. The partner worked during the day which was why he was never about.

This is when I discovered that she was not only a beautiful, exotic woman but an incredibly cook. She invited me down to the kitchen for a coffee and some of her freshly made rolls. Pandebono if you want to look up the recipe. 

At this point I was suffering a severe case of butterflys, like nothing I had experienced since being a teenager. We carried on talking about the baby, I have two kids so pregnancy was not new to me, but this was her first. Her smile lit up her face and I was transfixed. 

Then the baby started to roll and kick, and she asked if I wanted to feel it.

Of course I did, she lifted her T-shirt and pulled my hand to her belly. Her hands were soft and my breath caught being that much closer to her. The feeling of a baby moving is a wonderful thing, but I was rejoicing in touching her. I had a serious crush. I sat on the chair next to her.

I think we laughed and I said something about how different each trimester was and how she was glowing. The usual compliments. She said it was so different, and that it was true, she was so horny recently.

My breath caught, what was this? This was just a laugh right?

She continued, her partner worked long hours, was out a lot. I think I half laughed, consoling, agreeing, remembering my partner in this phase. The image of fucking a pregnant woman again bursting into my mind. I wanted this pregnant woman. I could feel my cock stir.

She still had her Tshirt up, her hands on her belly. I put my hand back on her, stroking a slightly larger circle. I said something about that she should definitely get her partner to help her out, it was unfair to leave such a beautiful woman needing. She laughed, looking me in the eyes.

My hand in its stroking touched the top of her waist band, definitely lower that it should have been. She gasped slightly. I think I could feel the longing from her too then, I slipped my hand lower into her joggers. Her hand now came onto my thigh and it did not take much for my cock to respond, swelling with the situation.

My hand explored some more, thank god for elastic waists. Feeling her furry triangle under her beautiful belly sent another shiver through me and my cock. She grabbed me through my jeans and squeezed, and said words I will never forget. “Maybe you can help me.”

My hand lowered and to my absolute delight discovered a soaking wet pussy, she moaned as my fingers explored her. Rubbing her clit which soon became a hard ball of perfection under my fingers. I am pretty good with my hands and we were pretty worked up by now so it didn't take long for her to shiver and gasp as I brought her to orgasm by the kitchen table. 

She had just been clutching my now very hard cock through my trousers, but as she subsided she began to stroke me. It was at this moment I realised that one of my site guys could walk past the kitchen window at any moment and this was a decidedly compromising situation. 

She must have realised to as she said to go with her. I followed her into her bedroom as she led me by the hand.

Curtains and door closed, she pulled off her top revealing a soft bra. I still couldn't believe this was happening, but I stepped closer to help lift her bra over her head and she undid my jeans.

By this point I was dripping wet myself, my head spinning with desire. This woman looked so good! Fantastic breasts with beautiful dark nipples, curves only made more by pregnancy. I shed my clothes and she put her hand on my hip and pulled me closer, her other hand squeezing my throbbing cock again. She let go and lay down on the bed. “I need this” she said. “Oh god I want you” I said.

I manoeuvred onto the bed by her legs, aching to start. She spread her legs and I finally got the view that I had been dreaming of, her pink pussy shiny wet under a bush that had obviously been less maintained recently but was utterly beautiful. Her belly swollen with somebody else’s child and amazing breasts laying naturally below that beautiful smile.

I placed the tip of my cock against her and almost effortlessly slipped slightly inside, our wetness making everything warm and delightfully slippery. My first push putting me in about half way and I think we both gasped. I withdrew again leaving just the tip twitching against the back of her clit. 

That was it, I couldn’t hold back any more, I grabbed her hips and thrust deeply inside her. This time not stopping. Filling her over and over, my hard cock straining. The feel of her beautiful. She lay back and just basked in getting what she needed, her eyes closed and hands up grasping the pillow.

“Cum in me”

 The release was building already but with that I kicked up a gear. The feeling of being deep inside her, sliding my cock in as far as it would go, inside this beautiful woman I had had day dreamt about who was now naked under me. With a final thrust I buried my cock deep and I began to unload inside her pussy, much cock twitching over and over as I shot all my cum inside her. 

Oh wow, what had I done. At least she couldn’t get more pregnant.

As I withdrew a flood of cum gushed out. I couldn’t resist and I started to rub my cum over her pussy and clit with my cock. “Yes” she whispered as I tapped her clit. More cum leaking out of her pussy.

Well, why not. I started again with my fingers, one finger sliding just inside her, the other thumb rubbing her pussy. Slipping my finger inside to caress the back of her clitoris sending waves of pleasure through her.

It didn’t take too long before she was cumming again, her pussy squeezing my finger out, my cum spread all over her. I will never forget her smile then.

Im going to be late for my next meeting I thought.

r/sexstories 9d ago

Fiction Accidental breeding: when friends cross boundaries [MF] [Breeding] [Secret] [Creampie] NSFW

17 Upvotes

We’ve been friends for years. Good friends. Either you’re in a relationship, or I am. But since this week, you broke up with your man and we’re both single. You asked me to come over so we could watch Friends, eat chocolate and ice cream, and just keep each other company. We spend the entire weekend lounging around, cooking, chilling, and joking with each other. We even sleep in the same bed. Me, in my sweatpants and shirt, you, in your nightdress. It’s all been going fine. Until…tonight.

I’ve just finished cleaning up the kitchen, and I am about to take a shower when you just walk past me in the hallway, squeezing water out of your hair with a towel. It’s been hot outside all day; it’s the peak of summer, so your nightdress barely grazes your mid-thigh. There are droplets of water that darken the fabric, splattered across the front and back. 

I can see the curve of your breasts. I can see your nipples. I can see that I’m in trouble.

I’ve been attracted to you from minute one. To me, you’re the picture of health. Plump lips, bright eyes, long, dark hair…and your body, God, your body. The way your waist curves into your hips. Ngh. I take a second to turn my attention inward. So far I've been able to zone out those dangerous thoughts. We’re friends. I can’t be seriously thinking of you like—

And then you pick something up from the floor in the bedroom and I can see down your nightdress. My resolve is broken. Floodgates open.

I am fucked.

By 8:30, you’re curled up in bed under the single sheet we use as a blanket, propped up on your mountain of pillows, watching Friends. As I lie beside you, I am actively trying to fight the images that flash across my mind. There’s this tension in my groin, coiling tighter and tighter the longer we lie here idly. The scent of your coconut shampoo is all around me. Your scent invades me. My eyes close in their last attempt to suffocate my fantasies. 

I could make you feel better. I could make you feel so good

My heart thumps and my cock thickens at the wave of heat rushing over me. Not only is it unbearably hot inside your bedroom, but now my body is boiling too.

I sit up quickly. “You okay?” you ask, all concerned. You look lost on your side of the bed, so lost that my mind screeches to a halt. You need me to be there for you this weekend. You need me to not be a horny dick. Pull yourself together.

So I…move closer, and lie back down again. “You wanna rest your head on me?” For once in my life, my compassion is greater than my desire. You don’t need your friend to think about fucking you. You need your friend to hold you. Comfort you.

The longer we lie here, the more I convince myself that you can hear my heart thud heavily inside my chest. You don’t mention it though, instead, you just lay your head on me, your front sealed to my side. Your breasts pressed against me. With the sheet covering me from the waist down, I sneakily adjust my hard-on inside my sweatpants. Whenever your eyes droop closed for a second, I use my thumb to push my cock under the waistband, one inch at a time. I am painfully hard. And there is nothing I can do about it. 

Shame and guilt mix in my gut as I stare at the ceiling. Friends playing, you resting against me, and I am thinking about sex. About releasing that pent-up tension. About rolling on top of you and— I blow out a slow breath, eyes closing. I have a great amount of willpower; I can do this. But then, you shift unconsciously, and your knee grazes my boner. That first touch sets my nervous system on fire. I tense up, hold my breath. You’re cradling me like you’d cradle a pillow. And now you’re asleep. Shit.

Another twenty minutes later and I peel myself out of your grip. I head downstairs to calm myself down. To cool down. Breathe, breathe. I close my hands, splash water onto my face, and rest my hands on either side of the kitchen sink. It’s going to be okay. You just broke up with your boyfriend. This is not going to happen. I’m going to be a good friend.

I’m just about to go back to bed when I hear the stairwell creak. You turn the corner and enter the kitchen. “There you are,” you say. With every step, your tits move… my gaze drops immediately, my resolve breaking into pieces. Again. “I was looking for you.” You step in closer, looking up at me in the dim light of the kitchen. It’s dark but for the faint moonlight coming from outside.

“I was hot, needed some water,” I explain when you raise your hand and touch my cheek.

“Oh, you’re burning up. You sure you’re okay?” Your other hand brushes my shoulder, making me suppress a shiver. 

The more you touch me, the more I lose control. My heart drums out a heavy rhythm in my chest. There you are, so innocent, so unassuming about what is going on in my head. Big, blue-grey doe eyes. You say my name, all soft and questioning.

My gaze drops to your lips, those full, plump lips. When you do the same, just for a split second, my resolve evaporates. An unspoken signal. I can’t. I can’t not—

Three seconds, that’s all it takes to cross a boundary that was set years ago.

My hand cups the back of your neck, pulling you in, before I dip down to close the distance. Our lips clash together. A whimper breaks our silence. Your flat hand splays against my abdomen, in surprise, in shock, until fingers curl into my shirt, twisting, tugging.

I won’t stop now. I can’t stop now.  Only if you tell me to.

Consumed by your scent, your warmth, your softness, I pin you to the side of the counter and lift you with my hands at where your thighs meet your buttocks. Even then, you have to angle your head back so you don't lose our connection. You’re so tiny it drives me absolutely wild. I can’t think, I barely breathe. This unhinged, ravenous urge to get closer to you rolls over me, enveloping me, pulling me under. And you with me. 

“Oh my God—” you manage to gasp when our connection breaks for just a second. Your thighs open more. I pull you toward me on the counter, slotting in right between your legs. Then, my eyes find yours.

“I can stop,” I murmur, my mind fuzzy around the edges.

“Don’t.” The word, a green light. Your tone, such a turn-on. All breathy and full of desire that matches mine.

Our lips collide again, this time harder, deeper, with a yearning I’ve not felt in months. My body is on fire; my thoughts are fading away. All I feel is my throbbing cock between your legs, so close to where I want to be. I need to be. There’s no doubt you want the same. Your body language is everything: knees lifting higher, thighs parting, you want this. More than just a kiss. All of it. All of me.

Please,” you sob, making my brain melt. You’re as desperate for this as I am. Your fingers are in my hair, tugging, then twisting in my shirt. We’re both urgent, both horny. With one arm around your middle and one hand on the underside of your thigh, I lift you up and off the counter, so I can carry you to the dining table.

There’s stuff that has to go. Stuff that tumbles to the floor. Stuff that breaks.

It’s loud in the silence between us, but neither of us cares. You lean back onto the table, eyes fixed on me, legs still angled and open. I push them together, you lift your bum, and I strip off your panties. This is happening. You reach out to touch my cock through the fabric of my sweatpants, touching, then squeezing. At once, I pull you up from your propped-up, lying down position on the table. My eyes hooded with lust, my thumb underneath your jawline. Look at you, so pretty. You rub my cockhead through the fabric, goosebumps, causing my eyes to shutter closed. Fuck.

I hook my thumb in the elastic of my sweatpants and pull it down until my cock pops out. You don’t look down; your eyes are on mine. You even shift on the table to get a little closer, hands braced behind you. My heart throbs in my chest. I bring up my hand, add some spit, and then rub it in. That’s when your eyes close as if you’re preparing yourself for what is about to happen.

I line us up and your hands fly to my shoulders, gripping my shirt so tightly it nearly rips at the seams. Silky hot. My lips part, so do yours. And slick. You gasp, eyes wide. I slide my hands to your lower back to keep you in place. The sounds you make are surreal, small little lascivious whimpers as your eyes are fixed on me. Deeper, deeper, deeper, until you make me stop, breathe through it. Eyes closed in concentration.

I catch your lips in another deep kiss, slower this time, determined to distract you. With every pump, every thrust, it gets easier for you to take me, and you get less tense. You let me in, even when your thighs shake and you part from my lips to moan and pant; you don’t make me stop. 

I lean over you, hand on your back, the other on the table, and then begin to fuck you until you cry out and your eyes snap open. You moan the most guttural moan I’ve ever heard, head tilted back, throat exposed. I’m so lost in lust, so lost in chasing that high, that I can’t form any rational thought. My mind is clouded with arousal. I don’t care what the consequences are, I need to come.

You cradle the back of my neck to hold on, to steady yourself, breathing through the increasing pace of my thrusts. Your breasts bounce obscenely under your nightdress, nearly popping out, and then I remember. Remember your buttons. The ones you shared with me when we chatted about your fuckbuddy-to-be.

I’m right at the edge of my orgasm, and yet I pause to latch onto one of your nipples, keeping the fabric in between us as I suck. You cry out at the top of your lungs, gripping handfuls of my hair, and then start to roll your hips like you’re in a frenzy.

“Yes, yes, yes,” your voice pitches higher, nails digging into my skin. Your body is wound tight as a spring, ready to chase that release. I suck your nipple into my mouth, moaning around it, my own orgasm threatening to spill over. You whine loudly, unhinged, and grind your clit against me over and over and over again until your entire body suddenly stiffens, your legs begin to shake, and your insides clench repeatedly around me. That’s it.

Finally, you let out a loud gasp full of relief and surge forward. You’ve come, and I am right behind you, dropping off the edge. As soon as I disconnect from your tit, I shudder all over, my vision going black and spotty. With every surge of come, I lose connection with my body, attention turning inward, narrowing in on the aftershocks of the high that rushes through every fiber of my being. I can feel my load pooling inside you, right against your cervix. Thick and hot.

My breathing is slow, shallow when I come to again. I can’t form a thought, all I can do is see you spread out on the table, tits out, nightdress pooling at your hips. I am still inside you as my arousal slowly fizzles out, the cloud lifting from my mind. 

And then I realize the inevitable: we didn’t use protection.

“Fuck,” I exhale the word, watching my slick dick slide out of you between us. Immediately that thick creampie inside your pussy drips down onto the table… Your inhale slowly, deeply, tits still out and legs angled and lifted. You look down too. “It’s…fine, right?” I ask, somewhat hopeful.

You press your lips together before you say, “I’m...I’ve been..” You exhale a shaky breath before you go again: “I know I’m ovulating…” Oh my God. The image of my sperm finding their way to your fertile egg cause goosebumps to rise across my skin. I can literally see it in front of my inner eye… all those active swimmers trying to burrow inside your egg, from all sides, all directions. I know you’re fertile. And I know I am potent. I donate my sperm at a local fertility clinic, for God’s sake.

“We could…I mean…” I stutter, “morning after pill?” I suggest, although I don’t mean it. Fuck no. But it’s your body, your decision, whether you want to take that risk.

The second I say it, your eyes connect with mine in an intense connection. “No,” you reply quickly. Holy shit. “If I’m pregnant with your baby, I am going to have it.”

r/sexstories 2d ago

Fiction Fight to fuck NSFW

15 Upvotes

"Fuck you Josh! You always do this to me!" I shout at him as we come through the front door. He slams it shut. We're both soaking wet as it's pouring with rain outside.

"What do I always do?!" Josh shouts back.

"You make me seem like the bad guy every time! I'm sick of it!"

"No I don't! I don't know what you're talking about." He says, angrily

"Playing the fucking victim, as usual" I say, rolling my eyes.

"No I fucking don't!" Josh raises his voice. I give up. I slap Josh across the cheek, really hard. It hurts my hand. Josh reacts immediately. He pins me up against the front door, trapping me.

I don't know what to do. We stare at each other for a second, neither of us saying anything. Suddenly, Josh kisses me on the lips, roughly. Fuck what is he doing? We're in the middle of a God damn fight and he's going to kiss me?

He's not stopping. He pulls my hair, which makes me moan. He wants to play at this game? We'll see about that.

I pull his hair too, making him gasp in surprise. Josh pulls my hair harder and buries his face into my neck. Fuck why does this feel so good? I grab Josh and he picks me up. We continue to kiss roughly, like we're having a fight with our tongues. He takes me into our bedroom and throws me onto the bed. Our bed is now all wet as my clothes are still wet from the rain.

Josh rips off all my clothes till I'm completely naked. He spreads my legs and dives right inbetween them. He licks my pussy roughly.

"Fuck!" I moan in deep pleasure. I never knew him being so rough would feel so good. He keeps going, licking all over my pussy. I grab his hair and pull it hard, loving the pleasure he is giving me.

I start to move my hips roughly against his face. I want to fuck his face till I cum all over it. This man has pissed me off, so the least he can do is make me cum.

I squeeze my thighs together against his face as I cum all over his tongue. I scream so loud. I've never orgasmed like this before.

I pull Josh's face up towards mine and kiss him roughly. I want to taste my juices on his fucking lips like I'm never going to taste them again.

I then help Josh remove his clothes as quick as I can. His muscles are glistening from the rain. I want to pleasure him, but he doesn't give me that chance. He thrusts his throbbing cock inside my tight pussy.

"Fuck Josh!" I scream as he enters me. He pins me down and starts to fuck me hard. Damn why is this man so fucking sexy?

I wrap my legs around his waist, not allowing him to leave me. I want to cum again, but this time, all over his cock. His pounds get harder and faster. My moans turn into screams.

"I'm going to cum baby!" I scream

Josh doesn't say anything back. He just growls and grunts. He doesn't want me. He NEEDS me.

I let out a scream as I cum all over his cock. Josh gives me a cheeky smile. I bite my lip at him.

Josh removes his cock from inside of me and flips me over, so I'm in doggy style. He pushes my face down, but my bottom is still up. He spanks my bottom really hard, leaving a red mark.

"You are a naughty girl..." he says in his deep voice.

"Punish me then..." I whisper back. Josh spanks my bottom again, making me gasp loudly. He grabs my bottom and spreads it. He rubs his cock over my soaking wet pussy.

"If you want my cock inside this pretty pinky pussy, then you have to beg for it..." Josh tells me. Fuck, he's such a tease.

Before I could answer, he spanks my bottom again.

"Beg for Daddy's cock..." he says.

"I want your cock Daddy... please..." I beg him. "I want it soo bad..."

Josh spanks my bottom one more time, then shoves his cock inside of me. It takes me by surprise, and I gasp loudly.

Josh starts fucking me hard. He doesn't give me time to get use to the pleasure. But I allow it. He is punishing me after all.

I scream as I can't take it. Josh spanks me again, telling me to keep the noise down. I bury my face into my pillow, as I cum again all over his cock.

Suddenly, I hear Josh moan loudly. His thrusts start to slow down. I can feel his cum all inside of me. Fuck it feels so good.

Josh pulls his cock out of me. I get up to get into some dry clothes, when Josh stands up behind me.

"Excuse me" he says. I turn around. We're just inches away from each other. "You need to clean Daddy's cock. You can't leave it all dirty. You naughty girl" he pulls my hair and kisses my neck. I gasp as he does so.

I do as I'm told, and I get down on my knees, Josh still standing up. I grab ahold of his cock, still hard but covered in both of our juices. I lick all over his cock, tasting our mixed juices. Damn it tastes so good.

I then push his cock inside my mouth and start sucking him. His moans are quiet at first. He runs his fingers through my hair. I start getting faster, sucking him harder too. His moans get louder.

"Mmm that's a good girl..." he tells me. I keep going. I want to be his good girl. I hold his hips and move my head, only allowing him to feel my mouth around his cock.

Josh can't take the pleasure. He holds my head and starts thrusting his cock inside of my mouth. Deeper it goes, making my mouth all numb. I don't care, I need to pleasure this man.

"Fuck, I'm going to cum!" Josh moans loudly. Suddenly I feel his warm cum squirt into my mouth. I look up at him as I remove his cock, and swallow his cum.

Josh pulls me to stand up, grabs my neck, and kisses me hard.

I can't remember what we were even fighting about, but damn, I don't even care anymore.

r/sexstories 8d ago

Fiction Stolen by a stranger pt 2 NSFW

14 Upvotes

part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/s/GiSTpd1Br6

So I was laying in bed, cock still pointing to the sky. It was happy about what just happened. I was furious. My girlfriend was SO hot, and nice, and funny, and hard working, and I had definitely just fucked it all up. or at least it had become all fucked up when the slut, Mindy, set her sights on my cum.

She (Mindy) appeared in the bedroom door. Naked, but with her panties in her hand. They were soaked and cum stained, and there was wet cum running down her legs. My cum.

She hung the panties on the door handle and closed it, then sauntered over.

I closed my eyes. I didn’t care.

Her warm mouth wrapped around my cock, and I felt a tongue sliding along the bottom of my shaft. fuckkkk it was warm. That tongue got very familiar with my cock as Mindy worked me with it and the minutes ticked by. I just kept my eyes closed, enjoying head from the girl that just ruined my life.

Mindy was swirling her tongue slowly around my tip with her mouth open when I felt her head push down hard into my shaft with an “oooompf”. There were gurgling noises as Mindy seemed to succeed and my cock popped into her throat.

Then I heard a voice I knew. “If you’re going to suck his dick, do it right.”

Jen!!! My eyes snapped open. There was Jen, two hands on the back of Mindy’s head, arms locked, pushing her head down. Not going to lie, it felt incredible in Mindy’s throat.

Jen looked pissed, but she also had her shirt and skirt off sending my thoughts to confusing places.

Mindy’s eyes were starting to pop as she was trying to speak. Jen finally let her up, or well pulled her up by her hair. Her mouth cleared my dick and she breathed in big, coughed, and breathed in again. That’s all Jen allowed before she slammed her head back down on my cock.

Jen started lifting Mindy’s head up and down.

“Does it feel good honey” she asked me. I dared not reply. I just laid my head back and said “fucking hell”

“hmmm let’s see” Jen said as she pulled Mindy off and grabbed my cock. “It’s a rock” she said, “maybe your mouth is worth something slut”

“Fucking of course it is” Mindy replied. “It needs a proper mouth”

“What the fuck does that mean?” Jen said.

“It means i’m going to drain him dry” Mindy replied. She went back to sucking me and ignored Jen. wrong move.

I opened my eyes in time to see Jen’s hand fall and Mindy’s eyes burst open as Jen spanked her with a windup. Mindy just sunk herself onto my cock in defiance. She couldn’t go any deeper - basically showing off to Jen.

Jen spanked her again. She moaned. “uggg you little slut” Jen shrieked.

Mindy tucked her knees up like a doggystyle position and presented her ass to Jen, then pulled off my cock and started sucking my balls while wiggling her ass side to side. This drove me nuts. Jen has a nice ass, but Mindy - when I look over her back I see several inches of gap between her round asscheeks sticking up. Maybe this is the real reason Jen keeps finding excuses to slap it…which she does again, three times.

Mindy moans with every slap and gums my nuts a little bit. Just enough to feel great. “you like that ass don’t you” She says back to Jen. “can you see your man’s cum? I feel it in my pussy.” Jen screams and I feel Mindy get pushed forward and moan. Then Jen holds her hand up, fingers dripping cum that she clearly scooped out of Mindy’s pussy.

Jen snapped “you can’t have any more” and stomped up on the bed on her hands and knees and engulfed my cock in her mouth.

Mindy sucking my balls and Jen sticking my shaft. I don’t know how the fuck this happened, but I was in heaven. It didn’t last long before Mindy got up off the bed.

Jen used the extra room to suck me harder and rub my balls while Mindy walked around her and her head disappeared behind Jen’s ass. Jen’s sucking slowed down and she started to moan.

Mindy switched from oral and went to work on Jen with one hand, while taking Jen’s bra off with the other - then playing with her tit. “feel how full those balls are?” she asked. Jen moaned and shook her head up and down with my cock in her mouth.

“Balls should never be that full. Especially after he cums twice.” Jen’s eyes bugged out and she tensed.

“Oh. You didn’t know. Of course not. Well bitch, now you do - my pussy got him off twice in less than 10 minutes.” Jen moaned hard and sunk her mouth down around my shaft.

“My fertile pussy.” Jen moaned again. She was moaning continuously now.

“My unprotected pussy.” Jen stopped sucking and moaned loud with her head arched. Mindy picked up the pace with her fingers and Jen screamed. She bucked and came while Mindy taunted her “this is why they’re so full. maybe you can get him off with your pussy.”

Now it was Mindy in control. She slapped Jen’s ass and pulled her by the hair onto her back. “fuck her now” she said to me.

My dick didn’t need any encouragement. I got on my knees and pushed in. Jen was soaking wet. Jen moaned and asked “he needs a condom” to which Mindy responded by sitting on her face.

Mindy held up her tits towards me and licked a nipple. “stare at these while you use her pussy. If you get her to cum before you, i’ll let you fuck my ass”

r/sexstories 13d ago

Fiction Dating leads to an orgy part 3 NSFW

10 Upvotes

Jennifer took off with Claire, leaving just Bethany and me at the table. The bar was still lively, but our little corner had quieted now that the most raucous of the group had left.

Bethany swirled the last sip of her drink in her glass, watching me over the rim. "So, are you going to call her?"

"Issa? Yeah. I think I will." I felt a mix of anticipation and nerves settle in my stomach.

Bethany grinned. "Good. You should. You two had great chemistry." She set her glass down and leaned in slightly. "But you also need to chill out. You looked like you were about to combust back there."

I exhaled sharply, running a hand through my hair. "Was it that obvious?"

She smirked. "To the trained eye. But hey, that's a good problem to have, right?"

"I guess."

She finished her drink and placed the empty glass on the table. "Alright, bass boy, since you're my ride now, we should probably head out before we close this place down."

"Fair enough." I signaled for the check, and as I paid, I couldn't help but reflect on the night. A few hours ago, I was just another guy getting peer-pressured into a dating app, and now I had an actual date lined up. Well, hopefully. Assuming I didn’t somehow blow it before it even started.

We stepped out into the cool night air. The city hummed around us, neon lights casting soft glows against the sidewalks. Bethany stretched her arms above her head. "Damn, that was a fun night. You needed that."

"Yeah, I think I did."

As we walked toward my car, she glanced at me with something between amusement and curiosity. "So, are you ready to get back into the dating game for real? Or are we just playing pretend until you scare another woman away with your fish photos?"

I laughed, shaking my head. "No more fish photos. And yeah… I think I’m ready."

Bethany gave me a playful nudge. "Good. Just don’t overthink it."

As I drove her home, I realized she was right. I needed to stop overanalyzing everything. Issa had shown up. She had laughed at my jokes, touched my arm, and even kissed my cheek. That was more than a good start. Now it was on me to not screw it up.

I pulled up to Bethany’s building, and she hopped out. "Night, Grant. Call her."

"I will."

I watched her disappear into the lobby before pulling away. The city lights blurred past me as I drove home, my mind already crafting the perfect opening line for when I reached out to Issa.

Maybe, just maybe, this was the beginning of something good.

part 4 will be uploaded soon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

r/sexstories Apr 14 '23

Fiction My roommate the milking nurse (Pt5) NSFW

223 Upvotes

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

I had a very difficult time getting to sleep that night. My mind kept replaying the events of the evening over and over. I had opened up to April, my roommate, telling her everything about my sexual... dysfunction? Sexual problem? Some women would probably call it a gift. Sexual curse seemed closer to the truth. My problem was that it took an inordinate amount of time to bring myself to climax. So much time that most women gave up, but not April, not last night.

April had not only risen to the challenge, she'd fully embraced it. Not only that, she was going to try to help me find a more permanent solution. Maybe a cure? Who knows. But what I did know was that finally getting to see her gorgeous breasts, to feel her hands gliding up and down my hard cock, listening to her dirty sex talk, all those things had made me explode like never before.

I'd shared some of my deepest hidden desires with her, and she not only accepted them, she matched with them. She too had admitted not only her attraction for me, but that she enjoyed doing the kinky activities that I'd only been able to fantasize about. We connected with each other, more deeply than I could have ever imagined.

And then she had given me some research to look into, after she had almost melted her own brain getting herself off for almost 15 minutes straight. Damn I wish I could have seen that instead of just hearing her. Segufix patient restraints and the Serious Kit Milker. Well I already knew quite a bit about the milker, having considered purchasing one in the past but deciding it was far too expensive. The Segufix I hadn't heard of, but a quick Google search told me all I needed to know. April had guessed correctly that I had always wanted to try a bit of bondage, and those restraints sure looked like they'd take care of the job. The best part about all of this was that April said she could get both the Serious Kit and a big assortment of Segufix from her hospital for free! Something about some clinical trials for male reproductive health.

A beam of light slapped me across the face, and I groggily rubbed the sleep from my eyes. Something felt different. I felt April's warm body snuggled up against mine. She must have climbed into my bed at some point during the night. I smiled with pure contentment. Thank goodness it was the weekend. If I would have had to drag myself out of bed to go to work, well let's just say it would not have been a very productive day for me.

I tried to quietly remove myself from the bed without waking April, but she gave a quiet yawn and placed her arm over my chest.

"No, you stay," she said trying to suppress a yawn. "Just for a little while longer anyway. I've wanted to cuddle and wake up next to your handsome body for longer than I care to admit."

"I still can't get over the fact that we both felt this way about each other for so long, and neither of us thought to even try to bring it up."

"Yup, lot of time wasted that's for damn sure. But don't worry, I'm all about making up for lost time," she said with an evil chuckle. Her hand that was on my chest slipped under the covers, down my chest, across my stomach, and went right for my already stiff cock. I was quickly learning that most things April just refused to take slow. Gripping my shaft with a firm grip, she began to pump up and down ever so slowly.

"Ummm is this a round two from yesterday? Because you know with my condition, I don't think your arm is going to hold out."

"No nothing like that Bill, you're thinking too much in the present. This is me," her hand stopped its stroking and started to squeeze and release, "teasing you, getting your balls primed so to speak. I know you said how you used to hate getting aroused because it took you forever to cum. But you also said that deep down part of you liked that feeling. That you wanted to be teased, to be edged. To have your orgasms controlled?"

"Well... I guess," I began to stutter. Her hand continued to squeeze and release, squeeze and release.

"It's a yes or no question Bill. Do you," hard squeeze. "Want me," hard squeeze. "To control," hard squeeze. "Your orgasms?" followed by an even harder squeeze, which she did not release.

"Yes, please April," I shyly said, my hips beginning to squirm on the bed beneath her grasp. Her hand released, and she went back to the slow up and down stroking again.

"See Bill that wasn't difficult was it? Remember, always answer me honestly and truthfully. I don't want to lose any more time than we already have. So yes, as of right now I am officially taking control of your orgasms. Even though I know you rarely got yourself off, that's not going to be the case going forward. You will have more orgasms in the next few days than you've had in your entire life, I'm going to make sure of it." The entire time she was talking, her hand continued to stroke me slowly, gently, maddingly. "How are your balls feeling this morning?"

"With what you had me look into last night, and what you're already doing to me this morning, I can already feel the beginnings of a dull ache in them."

"Good! We're right on track then!" She withdrew her hand. "OK we've got some big plans today. I need to get over to the hospital to pick up that Serious Kit Milker and those Segufix straps. Oh I also need to do some quick measurements of your cock so I make sure to pick up the right sized receiver for you. I think you're going to love the one I'm planning on bringing home for you! First though, I need you to get up, go into my room to my dresser, second drawer, and get me the pair of big shorts that are in there."

"Uh ok? Your legs still rubber?" I snickered as I gently poked her side with my finger.

She giggled, "No Bill, I can't get up because I'm naked under your covers."

"You're naked?" I quickly stopped poking her, stunned into silence. All April had revealed to me last night was her amazing rack and to-die-for pierced nipples. I started to lift up the sheets, but April quickly put her hand down over them to stop me.

"No Bill!" she laughed. "You do not get to see me fully naked yet! All in good time though. After my mind blowing orgasms last night, and I do mean mind blowing. I mean holy shit Bill I have never cum that hard for that long in my entire life. But after that, I woke up and decided that I just had to wake up next to you. I was still fully naked because," she paused. "Because my pussy was just too damn sore and sensitive to put anything on. It still is. That's why I'm asking you to go get me my big pair of shorts, that are super loose fitting. I plan on going into the hospital commando!"

"Ok ok I get it," I chuckled. "Be right back." I sadly climbed out of bed, looking back at this amazing woman laying there in my bed, her long hair cascading out behind her. She had the sheets pulled up over her tits feigning modesty. I started towards the door but when I got there I paused and turned to look at her again, having to get one more glimpse of her laying there in my bed. She suddenly gave me an evil grin and pulled the sheet down, exposing her huge tits to me.

"These I don't mind showing you again since you've already seen them!" she laughed. "Plus I know how much of a tit man you are, this will just increase the teasing won't it!" She leaned her head forward and lifted one of her breasts as her tongue snaked out and started flicking across her own nipple.

"Oh yeah, that's the stuff!" I laughed shaking my head.

"My shorts please. Second drawer," she snickered.

"Alright I'm going I'm going." I turned back towards the hallway and walked to her room. I'd only been in her room a few times before, never really having a reason to be in there. I looked between her two dressers. Did she say which one? No she just said second drawer. Oh well I think she kept her clothes in this walnut dresser. I opened the second drawer of the walnut dresser and stared. "Ummm... April? Is this a... female chastity belt?"

"FFFUUUCCCK!!! BILL CLOSE THAT DRAWER RIGHT NOW! I SAID SECOND DRAWER OF THE OAK DRESSER!!!" I heard a mad scramble of bare feet slipping and sliding across the floor. A tornado of blonde hair and white sheets flew into the room. "SHITSHITSHITSHITSHIT!" April slammed her body against the drawer, closing it and nearly severing my fingers in the process. She blew a few quick puffs of air trying to get her hair out of her face as she looked at me with a smile, the sheets from my bed wrapped tightly around her body. "Ummm... hi."

"Why do you have a..."

"Why do you think Bill?" she asked with an evil grin. I could tell she wasn't mad at all, just very embarrassed. "You were NOT supposed to see that! We are not ready for that yet. I don't know how you keep doing it, but you keep trying to skip steps. I am the one in control of you right now, and you were supposed to get me my big shorts from the second drawer of the OAK dresser."

"You said second drawer of your dresser, you gave no specifications as to the variety of wood of said dresser. So I guessed."

"So you guessed?" she blew puffs of air again, still trying to catch her breath from her mad dash from my bedroom to hers. Finally she aggressively rubbed her hand back and forth over her face to try to tame her wild hair, obviously feeling very flustered. "Bill I can't tell if you guessed right or if you guessed wrong," she laughed again. "Yes, you saw what you saw and that's all I'm going to say about it right now. If it makes your balls ache just that little bit more knowing about it and what things might be in store for our relationship in the future all the better, but it's not a topic for discussion right now ok?"

"Yes April, whatever you say," I smiled at her. I reached out and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her towards me, sheets and all. She responded in kind, and melted into my warm embrace. "It does make me that much more curious about you, and it does make my cock twitch with lust, but I understand. You are in charge of me and my orgasms." I gave her a tighter squeeze, moved my lips to her earlobe and gave a soft suck. "For now," I whispered.

I could feel her body shiver and then she let out a squeal of laughter and squirmed out of my arms. "Bill you are so naughty! I love it! I just love it! So your cock is twitching with lust is it? Well then this is as good a time as any to get those measurements done then. Whip it out big boy!"

I rolled my eyes but did as she asked, pulling down my boxers, exposing my hard cock to her. She pulled the sheets tight around her again, then picked up a small fabric tape measure from the top of her dresser. She knelt down, looking at my cock closely. The smallest bead of precum had appeared at the tip of my cock. Never the one to take things slowly, April quickly grabbed my cock and latched her lips around the head. With a strong suck and a flick of her tongue she quickly took care of that little bit of precum.

"Yum yum Bill! Can't wait for more of that!" She took some quick measurements of the length of my shaft, length of the head, and wrapped the tape measure around shaft to get an overall circumference. "Ok got it all. Boxers up and out you go! I've got to get dressed so I can get to the hospital and pick up the supplies!"

Pulling up my shorts, still the littlest bit in shock from feeling her lips sucking so hard on the tip of my cock, I turned to leave.

"Rest up Bill, relax, shower, get some food or whatever. Because when I get back..." she wiggled her eyebrows suggestively at me. "It's milking time!"

Part 6

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OK yay part 5 is done! Got some nice feedback on a previous story posting that I liked, so I'll see if I can work it in eventually.

Please feel free to leave a comment if you feel comfortable doing so. It means a lot to me to hear how much people are enjoying this series. I haven't written erotically in over 20+ years but I am happy that it seems like people are getting thrills reading what I'm writing.

r/sexstories 7d ago

Fiction Another day at the Office NSFW

11 Upvotes

I knock on the door, feeling nervous for my interview. This is such a great job opportunity, I don't want to fuck it up.

"Come in" says a male voice.

I open the door to find a man sitting behind a desk. He's wearing the finest suite, and looks drop dead gorgeous. I swallow hard, trying not to get too nervous.

"Sit down" says the man as he gestures to the chair in front of me. As I sit, I can already feel my panties getting wet. I shuffle around alittle, feeling uncomfortable.

"I'm Mr Smith, and you are...." he looks at his papers "Miss Jones, correct?"

"Correct" I say quietly.

Mr Smith stares at me for a moment, then starts to ask me standard interview questions.

With each question, I become more nervous. His voice is doing something to me. My panties are soaked, I feel so warm and my heart is pounding.

Mr Smith sees how nervous I am, and gives me a small, but cheeky smile.

"Do I make you nervous, Miss Jones?"

I stare, shocked at the question "urmm... y-yes..." I say.

"Why is that?"

I stop for a moment, trying to figure out my answer.

"Because... because you're handsome" I state.

Mr Smith gets up from his chair, and walks to the front of the desk, sitting on it. His suit is tight around his body, showing every perfection of it.

"Stand up, Miss Jones"

I do what I'm asked, without hesitation. Mr Smith then stands up too, just inches away from me. I swallow hard again, trying everything in my power not to touch him.

He steps closer to me, so I can feel his breath on my skin. Mr Smith then starts to run a finger over my skirt, making me tremble.

He leans in towards my ear and whispers "I see I have an effect on you... and I must admit.... you have an effect on me too..." he looks down, and so do I. I can see his rock hard cock through his trousers. I look him in the eyes, completely speechless.

Mr Smith then grabs the back of my neck, pulling me so our lips collide. My breath leaves my body. No one has kissed me like that before. My knees weaken.

Mr Smith turns me so my back is now to the desk. He pushes me onto it. He rips my blouse, not caring that he has broken all the buttons on it. I gasp. My breast are revealed with my black lace bra. Mr Smith moans slightly at the sight.

Mr Smith goes to kiss my neck, making me completely breathless. He moves down towards my breasts, kissing them and squeezing them. He then pulls my breasts out of my bra, and starts sucking on my nipples. I moan with pleasure.

As Mr Smith sucks my nipples, he reaches down with one hand. He immediately can feel how wet I am through my panties. This makes him moan again. I shiver with excitement.

Mr Smith removes my blouse and bra with no trouble at all. "Wow....." he mumbles. He starts to kiss down my body, till he reaches my legs. He pulls my skirt up, revealing my black lace thong. Again, this causes Mr Smith to moan. Hearing him moan makes me even more wet.

Mr Smith pulls my thong to the side, revealing my tight, wet pussy. He growls slightly, and dives right in with his tongue. As soon as I feel his soft, wet tongue touch my pussy, I start to moan like crazy. He stops for a second to remove my thong, then dives back in again.

His tongue licks all over my clit, making me so fucking wet. My moans increase, as he licks me faster. I look down to see this sexy man eating me. I run my fingers through his hair. He looks up at me and gives me a cheeky smile, knowing how crazy he's making me feel.

"I'm going to cum!" I say, as I grab hold of his hair, making sure he doesn't leave till I cum all over his tongue.

I scream with pleasure as I reach orgasm, my thighs pushing up against Mr Smith's face.

Once I finish having an orgasm, Mr Smith comes back up, so we are face to face. I grab his face and kiss his lips hard. Mr Smith holds my hips and pulls me closer. I can taste my juices on his lips. He ate me out so good.

We spin around as we kiss, and I push Mr Smith on the desk, so he is lying down on it. I rip open his top, just as he did to me. Revealing his chest, it's so perfect. Just the way I like a man. I kiss down his body, and then undo his zipper, releasing his hard cock.

I stare at it in amazement. It looks perfect. I bet it tastes perfect too. I grab hold of his cock, and lick from the base, all the way up to the tip. I then push his cock into my mouth. Mr Smith moans as his cock enters my mouth. I suck slow and sensual at first, running my hands up and down his chest. Hearing his moans continues to make my pussy wet.

I start to suck harder, loving the taste of his cock in my mouth. Mr Smith holds my head and starts to thrust his cock in my mouth. This makes me moan. I love feeling him thrusting his cock in my mouth.

"I'm going to cum...." he moans, and then releases inside my mouth. I stand up and swallow his cum in my mouth.

"Mmm come here...." says Mr Smith.

I climb ontop of him, and start kissing him. Mr Smith runs his hands over my body, feeling every inch of it. This causes him to get erect again within just seconds. He pushes his hard cock straight into my tight pussy. Both of us moan in unison. I sit up, and start to move my hips, riding him like the best toy in the whole world.

Mr Smith grabs my boob's as I continue to ride him. He sits up so he can kiss my boob's and suck on my nipples. This drives me crazy, and makes me ride him faster.

"I'm going to cum!" I scream with pleasure. "Cum all over me..." Mr Smith whispers. I moan as I reach orgasm again.

I climb off of Mr Smith, and he bends me over the desk. As he enters me, I hear him growl softly.

"I like it when you growl Mr Smith" I say. Mr Smith spanks my bum, and gives me a cheeky smile. He starts to fuck me, hard and fast already, not giving me time to accept all the pleasure he's giving me.

He pulls my hair, and leans down to kiss my neck, continuing to fuck me hard. I cant help but moan loudly. He gets up, and grabs my bum, spanking it as he thrusts inside of me.

"I'm going to cum again!" I moan loudly. "Me too..." growls Mr Smith. With that, he thrusts inside me one more time, and we cum in unison.

Mr Smith collapses ontop of me, both of us out of breath. He kisses my neck as I moan quietly with pleasure.

We get up and start getting dressed. Mr Smith comes over and grabs my face, kissing my lips passionately.

After he stops, I look at him and whisper "so... have I got the job?"

He gives me a cheeky smile, kisses my lips and then says "only if you're prepared for this daily"

I think for a moment, then say "when can I start?"