Grace Part 2 – What Are The Odds? (Sexy Saturday Serial) NSFW

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Grace

Grace Part 2 – What Are The Odds?

I kept my secret encounter with the stranger in the expensive suit to myself. I should be ashamed given my shyness with sex, but I wasn’t. In fact, every time I thought about what I did two days ago, I craved another go.

“You okay Grace?” Tammy asked as she sipped her coffee. “You look flushed.”

Tammy had missed girl’s night, but planned to go this Friday for sure. That thought made me think about the book. She knew all about it and had filled her ‘wish’ out on Sunday so she wasn’t left out9.

“Yeah, too much caffeine I guess.” I stood. “I’ll be back.”

I went toward the restrooms to splash cold water on my face. A man came rushing by with a tray of coffee and knocked me back. I stumbled back, went through a partially open door, dropped my phone and nearly fell on my ass.

“Woah.” A deep voice said as I was caught in strong arms.

I looked up at the face of my savior and squeaked out, “Thanks.” As he stood me upright the thrill of his hands on my arms set my panties on fire.

His amber eyes held me captive as a smile spread across his sexy face. With a slight tilt to his light blonde head, he peered down my tight shirt and I wanted him to. Hell in that moment I wanted him to touch me again. What has come over me? I thought of the book and wondered. I glanced around the small office to see if we were alone. I bent at the waist to pick up my phone and his hands went to my hips.

Interesting. I waited as the pulse between my legs forced me to widen my stance just a little.

“Yes?” He said and slid a hand up my inner thigh.

What are the odds? I sucked my breath in and uttered a reply, the only one my body wanted.

“Yes.”

“Can you touch your ankles?” he asked.

I could do better. I widened my stance and placed my hands flat on the floor. Yay for yoga and Pilates.

“Very nice, stay just like that.”

I looked back as he pulled his firm rod through the open fly of his pants and quickly rolled a condom on. My skirt was lifted and my panties shifted to the side. He spread me and invaded me slowly. The thick feel of him filling me wasn’t enough. I needed him to thrust and I wanted to push back.

With hands on my ass, he caressed my cheeks as he slammed into me at a steady pace. I could hear voices outside the office and so I muffled my cries as he pounded pleasure into me. I felt the tightening that I craved and clenched hard as the orgasm took hold and filled me fast. I don’t even know when he finished but when I felt him pull out, the glow of pleasure was settling through me. I don’t know why but I sensed the need to stay quiet. It’s not what I would normally do. I tend to ramble after sex. Hell, I ramble before it too. I was behaving completely opposite of how I would normally behave.

It was exciting and unusual. I didn’t know if ‘the tell no one’ meant my friends too so I didn’t. I wanted to see what happened next. Would there be a number three? Without a word, he left the office and after I straightened up I left too. I returned to Tammy and sat.

“Better?” She asked.

“Infinitely,” I smiled into my mug as I glanced around.

Amber eyes was nowhere to be seen.

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Grace Part 1 – It’s Just Fun (Sexy Saturday Serial) NSFW

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Grace

Grace Part 1 – It’s Just Fun 

I sipped my fifth glass of wine, two past my usual limit. Girl talk has gotten a bit brazen and lewd. The giggles and laughter were dizzying.

“Okay, Grace your turn.” Melissa handed me the strange book. “In order write your lucky number, position, and M or F.”

“Why are we doing this?” I asked taking the book and pen.

“The woman at the shop said it would lead us to true happiness and love. It’s just fun.” Carol said as she snickered.

I was the last to participate. I looked at the options listed at the top of the page we were writing on. It seemed sexual not romantic. I tugged at my long brown hair as I hesitated. The others had picked their number between one and five and all chose five. I wrote 3. They all had chosen back, knees and couch, I wrote bent over. Why not? It was just silly fun. I squinted my light brown eyes at the book and wrote the letter M. Leesha had written W and Melissa and I an M.

I don’t know if I’ve ever been close to real love. True happiness has always been just out of reach. Sure I’m happy but I’m incomplete. It’s horrible to think or feel that way but that’s just how it is for me.

Melissa took the book from me and closed it. “See you all next week. Tammy will fill hers in tomorrow.”

“You’re serious about this?” I slurred my words a little.

“Uh Yeah, Grace, why the hell not? It’s just good fun and a reason to get together once a week. Remember the rules.”

She was right it was fun to think a book will lead us to love. The rules were simple. Tell no one anything. Easy, it seemed too silly anyway. If we say no the magic ends until the next time we write our ‘wish’ down. The strangest one was to speak only if they start it.

When I woke the next day hungover, I laughed at myself for being so silly. By Monday I’d forgotten the book altogether. That afternoon I was dragged to a lunch meeting with the boss and some clients. I was good with the numbers and had wooed them easily. I needed to check in with George my co-worker; he was supposed to submit the numbers today and seemed frazzled.

“Excuse me,” I said as I got up to find a place to make a phone call.

The clients lacked humor and while easy to entertain, they were dreadfully boring. I kept imagining them with hard-ons and while that’s normally funny for me, I was feeling a bit too aroused. I’d never taint work like that but damn, I was randy today.

I smiled as I walked toward the restrooms. There was a man with light brown hair in an expensive suit watching me approach. His dark brown eyes locked on my Gray ones. Holy shit he was hot. My rational mind’s voice was yelling at me for thinking inappropriately while my lady bits began to flush with heat and wet. I dropped my eyes.

The man was obviously aroused. I looked back, we were alone and then the man opened a door to what looked like a private dining room.

I stepped inside, looked down at the empty table and he moved closer. Normally this is where I would freak out but I didn’t want to. All I wanted right now was for him to touch me.

His hands rested on my thighs, slid up taking my skirt with them. I began throbbing between my legs. He hadn’t said anything yet so I kept my mouth shut. I didn’t feel like I was in danger at all.

“Yes?” The man asked holding out a condom.

“Yes,” I replied.

What the hell? It was as if I’ve been possessed. Never in all my years have I submitted to stranger sex like this. Hell, I’m not even a one-night stand kind of woman. I leaned over and held onto the edge of the table. I needed him inside me and there was no backing out now. He pulled my silk panties to the side. The moment he grabbed my firm ass and his tip touched my opening I became desperate. I pushed back engulfing him fast.

He moved me forward so I was laying on the table, my head turned and he held me down. This should be freaky but it was a turn on. He was in charge and could hurt me and yet he was gentle. His thrusts came faster stirring my orgasm close.

“Yes!” I cried out as he grunted and held me down.

The slick sound of our sex and the slap of his body against mine caused a tightening deep inside me.

“Yes, oh yes, yes yes!” I closed my eyes and let the pleasure take over.

With every successional thrust, my orgasm surged until he pressed hard and jerked inside me. After a moment, he pulled out tucked himself away and left before I stood up. I felt amazing, light and good.

I was surprised that I didn’t feel shame or anything negative.

“Huh.”

I made my way back to the table and the man was nowhere to be seen.

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Holly’s Present (Quick and Dirty Short Stories) NSFW #62

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Holly’s Present

I stepped from the shower, water dripping down my torso to my rock hard cock. One would think that I would have tugged it out, well I did. The trouble is Holly. She’s on her way over and… shit I can hear her down stairs. Her melodic laugh penetrating the house.

I dried off with a soft fluffy towel and went to the spare room where my mom has me set up for the holidays. It was now her craft room and right now it looked like Christmas vomited everywhere. The rest of the family wasn’t getting here until tomorrow, mom had to slip out to work and asked me to entertain her neighbor’s daughter. Alone for the holidays since she can’t get off work, mom invited her over. I left for university when Holly was still awkward and very under age. I barely remembered the girl until last year when she came over. In five years she became a knockout. Eighteen and stacked. Slim hips, high perky breasts and the face of a Christmas tree angel. I spent most of the last visit imagining her eighteen year old berry red lips around my…

“Shit.” It wasn’t going away and I’ve been standing here too long.

I heard a car door and looked out the window. Mom was backing out of the driveway which meant…

I heard the dainty steps of Holly’s feet as she came up the stairs swiftly.

“Double shit.”

I did that weird panicky thing when you know you need to do something but all you do is stand there with arms extended twisting at the waist a little as if that will magically cover my body with clothes and get rid of my raging hard on.

The light rap on the door signaled my only chance to stall her. I opened my mouth to tell her I’d be out in a minute but the door opened. Blindly I grabbed for the nearest thing on the craft bench to cover my chubby friend.

“Hey Percy your mother said you were up here-“

There I stood in all my naked glory, as her eyes widened and words died on her sweet berry red lips. Her summer blue eyes dropped, those damned lips curled and her eyes met mine again. She stepped in and closed the door behind her.

I glanced down. In my hands I held an unfinished grapevine wreath with gold stars and green ribbon. I stood thick and hard through the center of the wreath. Not exactly the best object to hide behind.

“I hoped you’d give me a present.” Holly said smiling up at me as she approached. “How thoughtful of you and what I’ve always wanted too.”

She flicked her straight light blonde hair over her shoulder and wrapped her hand around me. Now here is where I should be telling her no, or apologize or be a little modest at the very least. Nope, that was not going to happen.

“You know, I thought this was going to be boring and I was going to have to go home and finger myself after I fantasized about you all evening. Like last year.”

The pleasurable twitch of my groin was let out another large trickle of pre-cum.

“Merry Christmas indeed.” Holly said.

She took the wreath away and dropped to her knees.

“Holly this is a bad idea.” There, I said something mature and responsible.

Her sultry smile seduced more clear juice from me. “Very bad Percy, oh so fucking bad.”

Her bright red lips parted into an O and she darted her tongue out to my balls. With a gentle lap she moved the nimble muscle to the base and never broke eye contact. Sweet fuck she had to be a Succubus or something because I was paralyzed with lust.

“Nmmmm,” The sexy noise from her was the result of her tongue slowly making its way to the tip and lapping up the fluid.

Her eyes dropped as she opened wide and took me in her mouth. Her moist lips and tongue encased me in glorious warmth. As she sucked and licked she took me in and out of her mouth. One hand gripped my ass the other cupped my balls with a gentle squeeze. 

Fuck. If she keeps this up I’ll blow. I was about to grunt that at her in hopefully coherent words when she released me with a slurpy pop.

As she got to her feet she pulled a condom from her back jeans pocket and handed it to me. As I wrapped up she undid her pants, bent over and with her ass toward me exposed her silky flushed petals. 

“Please Percy,” She said as she reached back and spread her ass cheeks exposing herself fully to me. 

What’s a man to do? I stepped forward and pressed my condom clad friend to her opening. She let out a lusty huff and pushed back impaling herself with a moan of pleasure. 

I gripped her firm ass and pulled mostly out before diving back in. Good god she’s tight. With her hands on the craft bench edge she braced as I pounded her hard. There was no way to be slow or gentle not with her pushing back with force to meet each thrust. Holly squealed and yelped and groaned her pleasure. 

“Oh yes, Percy fuck me hard!”

A primal beast took over and I growled each time we slammed together. She clenched hard squeezing me too tight as she came. The waves of her orgasm and her loud moan tipped me over, my balls tightened and pumped out the cum with my own orgasm. Blinded by the sheer force of my pleasure I grunted my release. I stumbled back to the cot and sat on the edge breathing heavy.

“Holy shit Percy you’re a beast.” She smiled as she tugged her jeans up, “In many ways.” She eyed my slowly deflating shaft. “I’m so glad you’re up for this.”

“This?”

Her wicked grin caused a flicker of lust deep within. 

“I have wanted this for like ever. I have eleven more gold condoms, but since we don’t have twelve days of Christmas, I’ll settle for twelve fucks.”

“Do you have them with you?”

“Two more.” She pulled them out. 

I held my hand out after tugging the used condom off. I wiped my self clean on a t-shirt and rolled a fresh one on my hardening length. 

“Strip.” I said and she obeyed.

She sang as she removed her clothes, “On the second lay of Christmas my fuck friend gave to me…” 

“Two perky tits,” I sang as I cupped and squeezed them while she laid back on the cot. 

“And my pussy full of Percy.” She sang as I slipped back in.

What a wonderful way to start Christmas vacation.

The end.

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A Naughty Website (Quick and Dirty Short Stories) NSFW #60

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It’s perverted, it’s wrong, it’s a sin. I’ve heard it all and more. I started researching for a church volunteer project and accidentally found a rather naughty website. Since then I’ve been hooked. I just don’t see how something that makes me feel so good can be bad.

I love masturbating, anyone that says they don’t is lying. Earlier today while at work and bored beyond tears I had an idea. Once I got hold of it, it stuck and couldn’t be shaken. I went home, glad that I lived alone, and became giddy and over stimulated just from the idea. I took a shower, groomed and went to my bedroom.

I put on some jazzy instrumental Christmas music, sat naked on my bed and looked at my tablet. The tingle and tightening inside my pussy made my mind up. I carefully set the tablet against the wall and reversed the camera. I moved it around until my face was out of view and settled on my floor. Tapping record I sat back and began playing with my breasts. I could see myself and as I pinched my nipples I spread my legs.

I looked sexy and horny. Slowly I lowered one hand with red and white striped candy cane nails knowing this was wrong and yet oh so perfectly right. Leaning against my bed I gently skimmed my fingers over my southern lips. My northern ones parted with a soft ‘puh‘ and a sexy groan.

My body revved up with vibrations of need and my fingers moved over and through my flushed folds. They became shiny quickly and I forgot the camera. I closed my eyes and slipped my ring finger and middle into my aching hole.

With another soft groan I began fingering myself with one hand and gripping my breast hard with the other. In and out my fingers dove and retreated repeatedly. It felt amazing and as I became more wet I dropped my other hand to my clit and began a fast hard rub.

Lost in the need for release I pummeled my g spot with my fingers and rubbed my clit. I couldn’t have opened my eyes if I had to at this point.

“Oh, oh, oh, yes!”

My body tensed, my toes curled, I finally remembered the camera and I spread my folds to show it my clenching pulsing pussy. Once I tempered, I stopped recording. I watched the video at least three times to make sure there wasn’t any glimpse of my face and incidentally masturbated again as a result.

I laid on my stomach on my bed after uploading the video to my laptop. My finger hovered over the download button on that rather naughty website and I became so horny I had to do it. I tapped the mouse pad and the arrow clicked the button. Within twenty minutes it had forty likes, eight comments and one video response.

“Interesting.” I said and read the caption. “You did this.” I read it aloud.

The image was a man with a little Santa hat over his hard on. I clicked the video. The hand moved the hat away from the sexy glistening prize and began stroking his raging hard on with my video playing in the background. I watched and fingered myself again as he coated his stomach with white sticky cum. I got out my vibrator to enjoy an evening of comments, video responses and self imposed orgasms.

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The Evening Train (Quick and Dirty Short Stories) NSFW #59

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The Evening Train

His name was Tony. That was all I knew and only because someone with him said his name once. It started off innocently an accidental brush of my breast on his arm, chest or hand. Then his hand would reach out and touch my ass or breast purposefully by accident.

We never looked at the other directly and once we boarded the commuter train we ‘wound’ up crammed up against the other in some way or another.  I could or should be worried that he’s a creep, but I didn’t get the vibe and judging by some of his conversations with either friends or coworkers he was too nice of a guy and needed to loosen up.

Gradually we’ve become more brazen. I would press my blouse clad breast against his hand that was strategically placed on the hold-bar. Monday he had moved his fingers over a nipple arousing me until my stop came up.

Yesterday he had pressed me against the window and gently rubbed his hard bulge against my backside. I fingered myself furiously when I got home.

If anyone noticed our naughty play nobody made any suggestion of it. Granted everyone was tired and zombie from the day and unhappy about the packed train. The road construction and closure of one track caused this increase in traffic.

Today, Thursday, I had my back to him again. I wanted to feel him rub up against me again. Only he didn’t. Instead he worked his fingers down the top front of my pencil skirt and inched his hand down to my mound. He blocked the view of any potential onlooker. I didn’t object despite my embarrassment to be doing something so intimate with a stranger, I was too excited to say no.

Gently his finger slid down between my southern lips and past my clit to my wet slit. He dabbled his finger in the juicy entrance and I did my best not to gasp. Slowly he pulled his wetted finger up to my clit and began a slow rhythmic dance with his finger and my eager bud.

Panting quietly I covered my mouth as he fingered me to orgasm. Right there on the public commuter train. I glanced and caught a curve to the one side of his mouth as he turned away. My stop came up, I disembarked on shaky legs and went home.

The following day I waited nervously for Tony. I planned to find a way to jerk him off secretly and that alone had my panties uncomfortably damp. I wasn’t sure how but I would try. Just thinking about him bloomed an arousal deep in me.

Tony boarded the crowded evening train and moved directly toward me casually. I licked my lips as he approached and my body started pulsing pleasantly. Instead of being able to fondle him, he turned me and pressed his hardness to my ass. His hand crept up and covertly flicked my nipple.

I shifted to rub against him and he matched the movements. When my stop came up his arm went around my waist.

“Stay?” He whispered the lust-filled question in my ear.

I relaxed and leaned into him. Being horny makes me braver, or dumber, the jury’s out on which.

At the following stop he got off the train and I followed. It was a short walk to his small town house and he held my hand the entire way as if I would run.

“I’m Tony, what’s your name?” He asked as we walked the three steps and opened the door.

“Nora.” If I wasn’t so horny for him I would have found this terrifying or stupid.

“This is risky Nora.”

“I know, but…”

He pulled me inside. The second the door closed, he pushed me up against the wall and his mouth found mine.

Eagerly I opened to him and kissed with as much pent-up passion as he threw at me.

Our hands pulled and tugged at clothing. The buttons of my blouse hit the floor like sprinkles tossed to a cake as the fabric ripped. Tony was rubbing my breasts as I undid his pants frantically. Kissing and groping we stumbled in the direction he led our hot bodies.

By the time he shoved me to his bed, we were both naked. He put a condom on in record time and resumed his mad-man kissing. Our mouths parted ways to search necks, ears and shoulders. I was wet and aching for him when he invaded me with his cock.

“Oh God.” We both said at the same time, we both smiled and resumed kissing and licking salty skin as he thrust with a hungry pace.

I clawed and pulled at his back and shoulders desperate for the release I had to have. I wrapped my legs around his hips and I cried out loudly as my body began it’s powerful release.

He thrust a few more times and grunted loudly as I panted and enjoyed the pleasure cycling though me.

“Fuck me Nora.” Tony said as he rolled to his back panting hard.

“I will if you want me to.”

He turned to look at my flushed sweaty face and chuckled.

“I was going to say; fuck me Nora that was amazing.”

“I liked the first version better.” I giggled.

He laughed and sat up. “Let me guess, you’re straight-laced by day and a bad-ass in the bedroom by night.”

“Actually no.” I blushed as the endorphin’s started wearing off. “I’m usually shy in or out of the bedroom. Something about you…” I shrugged as my face deepened its shade of red.

“Adorable and sexy as sin.” He grabbed me and kissed me until I was breathy again. “I said this was risky.”

“Yes, but why?”

“Because now that I’ve had you I’ll want you again.” He grinned and pinned me to the bed. “And again, and again.”

“So much?” I feigned to struggle away from him.

“And again, and in-between we can get to know each other. I hope you don’t have plans for the weekend.”

I ran my hands up the sides of his ribs. “I’ll cancel them.”

I closed my eyes as his mouth found my breast and his fingers crept south.

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The Concert (Quick and Dirty Short Stories) NSFW #57

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The Concert (Quick and Dirty Short Stories)

I’m not a fan of concerts. It’s weird I know. All my friends are and so I go along with them and I do have fun, just not scream my head off fun. I’ve been crowd separated from my friends and would wait until this open air night concert was over to text and locate them.

This particular concert was crowded and set up in a downtown city square. The music was loud and the crowd was a mess of bodies bumping, pushing and jumping. I felt a hand go around my waist and looked over my shoulder to see Carter smile at me as he pulled me close to him and out-of-the-way of a flying elbow from the guy beside me. Thank God he was here, It was getting tense and I didn’t want to be here alone.

His dark eyes playfully flirted before he looked back at the stage. Carter is not my boyfriend. I haven’t dated anyone since I graduated university. I’ve been too busy and nobody seems interested. Or I’m oblivious.

“Rowdy crowd.” He said with his mouth next to my ear making my skin tingle.

I nodded and smiled when his hand moved up under my shirt to rest on my stomach. We moved closer to the barricade and were instantly crowed in from all sides.

I pressed my thighs together feeling the hard arousal deep within me surge. Carter was a strong man with dark skin and a body worth wetting panties over. Therefore mine did a mighty fine job of becoming damp.

I didn’t do a thing to stop him when his fingers pressed against my stomach and inched behind my low-cut skirt. I’ve liked Carter for a while but had no idea he was even remotely attracted to me. He is my best friend’s cousin who moved to town two years ago and I’ve secretly lusted after him ever since.

His teeth grazed my ear and I pressed my ass back and found him hard and hot behind his pants. His fingers sneaked into my valley and dove into my wet pool.  I’ve never even kissed in public let alone been fingered in public.

He slowly pressed his fingers deeper and the heat between my legs roared to life. The band shifted into the next song as the lead singer started the stupid awkward banter they often do. The back beat to a very popular song started to form as Carter pulled his fingers mostly out and plunged them back in slowly.

The only people who could see what he was doing would be the people immediately boxing us in and they were intent on the stage. The cold metal of the barrier became available when the man in front of me moved left just enough. I grabbed it and held on as Carter fingered me faster. As the crowd went wild I climaxed on his fingers.

“Fuck I knew it.” He said from behind loudly. “I’ve wanted you for too long.”

I responded by reaching back and stroking his bulge.

“Holy shit.” My words were lost in the screams and music; He was much larger than I thought.

Then suddenly he popped out of his pants and into my hand. I didn’t question it and stroked his silky thickly veined member behind my back.

I’d love to leave and put the thick cock inside me. Just the thought made my lust course violently through me. He moved my hand from him and back to the barrier so I was holding on with both hands. I was lust crazy, so much that I didn’t stop him when my panties were pulled to the side and he pressed his tip to my opening. Looked over my shoulder and he plunged deep and held himself there.

“Condom don’t worry.” He said in my ear and I relaxed.

I was on the pill, but still I don’t do bare back unless… my thoughts disappeared completely as he began pumping to the beat. For all around us he moved as if sort of crowded dancing.

I was so wet and hot as he fucked me from behind. I stood there as if nothing was happening until I started gasping and hid my yelp’s in the noise of the crowd.

I was being fucked in public with other people bumping into me. Carter was either declaring a start to a relationship or just using me. I was okay with either but hoped it was both.

I clenched hard on his thick mass as my climax neared. It wasn’t taking long either, with all the excitement and naughtiness I was ready to pop.

I screamed loud as I came and Carter kept going until he wrapped his arms around me and thrust so fast I couldn’t catch my breath and forgot completely we were in an absurdly public place. Suddenly as he burst his dam I came again and closed my eyes as I came apart in glorious contractions. He held me up until I could function again. The euphoric bliss pulsed in me along with the music.

Carter pulled out and a moment later he was making his way out of the crowd with me in tow.

We made it to a clearing and he turned me around to face him.

“Mel you’re mine now.” He said and kissed me so thoroughly I forgot once again we were out in public.

He lifted me from the ground with one hand and with the other he pressed a finger into my swollen soaking hole.

Gasping for breath I grinned at his lusty face as he backed off from the most outrageous kiss I’ve ever had.

“Carter I’m totally yours.” I said as his fingers slipped in and out fast from behind.

“Then let’s go back to my place and see how many times I can make you come.”

“Oh God.” I said and fluttered my eyelashes as I had my fourth orgasm in less than twenty minutes.

I think I might not hate concerts so much now…

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Bubbles (Quick and Dirty Short Stories) NSFW #56

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Bubbles

The hot water from the shower was melting away my tension from my shoulders but building a tension deep inside.  I poured extra shower gel on my loofah and worked it up to a frothy lather. I shut the water off so it wouldn’t rinse the slippery suds away and  began covering my body slowly and methodically.

I took my time to enjoy the sensual feel of the foamy bubbles on my skin. My arousal doubling in intensity. I had tough about this all afternoon at work.

“Ohhh…”

I ran the rough loofah over my large nipples feeling them tighten delightfully. with one hand I cupped a slippery breast and massaged it letting the pleasure shoot from my nipples to my clit. Ignoring the throbbing nub, I closed my eyes to soak up the slick feel of my soapy hands.

I raised my leg to the tub edge and pressed my breasts against the glass rubbing them up and down as I began teasing my outer lips. The soap was gentle and wouldn’t burn or sting so I didn’t hesitate to gently finger my opening.

“Oh yes.” I said and pushed two fingers in deep.

Slowly, with my eyes still closed I stroked and knelt on the slippery soapy bottom of the tub. I moved to my back feeling the soap bubbles beneath my back and ass and wiggled in it.

I propped my legs up on the edges of the tub and stroked hard and fast. “Yes, oh yes, yes… Ohhh yeessss.”

My body slipped and I pulled my legs up as pleasure overwhelmed me. I opened my eyes ready to start again and yelped to see my husband’s hand jerk his cock hard and spray a load on the glass. He was supposed to be out golfing. I was instantly aroused knowing he watched me.

“You’re a filthy little woman.” He said opening the door with lust filled eyes.

I held up the soapy bubble filled loofah. “Then you better come clean me.”

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Nestor (Quick and Dirty Short Stories) NSFW #50

Warning this story is explicit and NSFW rated R.
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Nestor

One by one my friends abandoned me. Leaving me on the dance floor to flirt and sexy dance with strangers. One by one they disappeared for quickie anonymous sex or to leave with a stranger for some hot sticky bedroom sex.

One by one I was eventually the last woman standing. I wanted to have sex with someone tonight, maybe I was coming across as desperate or it just wasnt my night. The fun of it waned quickly as i had nobody left to giggle with or duck off to the bar with.

It was late anyway. Last call was announced half an hour ago and if I wanted to beat the taxi rush I needed to go now.

I didn’t beat the rush. I had to wait another hour before I got one to take me home. I paid the driver and started up the walk to the house I was renting along with three of the girls who ditched me. I couldn’t see any candles or any sign they’d come back here.

The glow of a cellphone caught my eye and I turned my head to the neighboring house. An older couple owned the home and their kids were all grown up and long gone.

I looked closer and in the faint glow of the phone I recognized the man from christmas. I remember he was super shy and sweet. Well mannered and covertly stole glances. He had an odd name, one I recalled from a cheesy Christmas Special.

“Nestor?” I said not quite sure it was him.

He looked up and his mouth fell open. I was in a tight micro dress with my breasts nearly hanging out.

“Um, yes…”

“April. I live next door.” I wanted to flirt with him for no reason other than I was horny.

“Ah the renters. My folks say you’re a good lot. not rowdy and you keep the place up.”

I got closer and recalled his awkward charm and handsome face. Good looking but not sexy hot. This was a keeper type not a one night stand type.

“Are you visiting?” I said and crossed my arms to push my breasts out a bit more. I wanted to see if he’d bulge his pants.

“They’ve gone out-of-town for the week, I’m just here to check up on things.”

“You’re sweet to do so Nestor.”

I moved closer drawn to his bashful appeal. He was at least ten years older in his mid thirties. Suddenly I wanted to have sex with him. Badly. He sat there shy and unwilling to make a move.

“Could you do me a favor?” I asked.

“Sure.” He said and rubbed his palms on his jeans.

I propped my foot on his knee, “the buckle on my shoe is too tight. Could you loosen it one notch for me?”

I caught his eyes peering beneath the micro skirt to my wet thong beneath. With shaking fingers and a victorious prominent bulge, he loosened my buckle one notch.

“There you go.” He said.

I didn’t pull my leg way and his hand moved up my ankle to my calf.

“Nestor would you mind removing my thong for me? It’s terribly uncomfortable now.” I set my foot down.

“Um.”

He didn’t object and moved his hands up my thighs. He hooked his fingers over the thin fabric and pulled them down. I stepped out of them.

“I’m so tired from dancing. Perhaps I could sit with you a moment?” I asked and straddled him.

“Oh, um April…” Nestor began.

“You’re not married are you?” I didn’t see a ring.

“No, no nothing like that at all. Very ah… single.”

“Oh good.” I pouted. “Maybe you could make my seat more comfortable. It’s a bit hard.”

I moved back and he undid his jeans. I reached and pulled him free. I was pleasantly surprised at the amount of man in my hands.

“Well with this in the way no wonder I couldn’t get comfortable.”

I reached into the top of my dress and found the condom I’d tucked under the left breast and opened it. I covered him and smiled. “There that’s better.”

“Here hold onto these while I get settled.” I pulled the top of my dress down to expose my pert tits and his hands went to them immediately.

Nestor eagerly fondled and even started sucking on a breast as I lowered over him. He was a good fill and I was glad I decided to seduce him. I began riding him slowly at first and sped up quickly as I rubbed him inside me.

“Oh Nestor you feel amazing.”

“I cant believe this is happening.”

I don’t know why but his shyness was a huge turn on. He started gasping and grunting and I watched his face as he came. I was close enough and kept going until my climax cascaded through me as I ground into him.

I climbed off, covered by breasts and picked up my thong. I dropped the damp fabric into his hands. I picked up his phone and put my number in it.

“Soooo… While you’re here,” I said handing it back. “The next time you get hard text me.”

“Seriously?”

“Would you rather come into your hand or into my pussy?”

“Should I text you now or wait until you at least get inside your house?”

I grinned. “Let’s go play in the shower then.”

I’ve never seen a man move as fast as Nestor did.

 

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Itsinyou Designer Boutique (Part 11) (Sexy Saturday Serials)

Warning this story is explicit and NSFW rated R.

 amara

Other Parts to Amara’s story here: Itsinyou Designer Boutique
Other Sexy Serials here: Sexy Saturday Serials

Even though I enjoyed the new man thoroughly I was hoping to find Mr. Thursday again. He was on the forefront of all my naughty thoughts lately. The following week flew by as I worked harder than before and I counted the minutes to the weekend.

Today at work, I was empowered with confidence. I felt sexy and desired. Fridays had that effect on me now. I thought back to last Friday. Weird or not those three men made me feel good about myself. Apparently, I taste good. They weren’t the first to say so. I got the text for tonight at lunch time. An invitation. I was instantly wet when I read the text and had to go clean myself. I was daydreaming about which of the three options I would choose and was leaning toward the chair again. How fun it was to ride…

“Earth to Amara…”

I shook my head and looked up at Drew Manson my boss.

“Sorry Sir. I was thinking.”

“Clearly. I wanted to ask you to take on the Robertson account. You’ve been impressing the hell out me lately and It’s time you had your own A-list client.”

I stood and shook his hand. “Thank you sir,” My southern lips were slippery from daydreaming and it felt great.

“Whatever you’ve been doing to center yourself, keep it up.”

I nodded as he left. I was glad I thought to put a liner on or I may have soaked through my pencil skirt. I looked at the clock, finished my report and left to prepare for my anonymous date with a man-chair.

I stared at the screen in the little room. I was bumped up another level to two. There was two more options. Two cocks on the ground and two on the wall. My thoughts of the chair forgotten and I selected two on the ground. The wall was my least favourite. I liked the contact of the bodies. I was able to choose two penis’s. My last Saturday man wasn’t there so I chose the first penis from my first encounter with the wall and a new one that was so thick it was a little intimidating.

I entered the room after following a green line and found the two close on the floor in masks. Both hard and ready to go. I undressed and looked at the screen to read the message.

They can stand, kneel or lay down. They cannot touch you or each other. Touch their shoulder and tell them what you want and guide them into position.’

The two pictures of each erect penis had a short list below each. The first, my first, had listed; Condom preferred, not mandatory, do not squeeze testicles, no anal and no toys. The second thicker one had the no squeezing testicles, Condom preferred, not mandatory, no pain and loves oral. I hit the done button when I finished reading and turned. I was slick and hot for cock. Two actually. I never would have thought I’d be doing two men. Then again, two and three have done me.

I grabbed two condoms from the bowl on the table. If they want them, they can have them. I paused a moment to decide what to do and marveled at the two men. Both were on the softer side of the body scale. Maybe older? I didn’t care they were both beautiful regardless. I knelt and ran my hands over my first’s torso and stomach. The softer flesh was just as nice to manhandle as the firm muscular bodies, I just liked feeling a man’s body it seemed.

I started trailing kisses over his body and gently stroked his erection. He had small clusters of freckles that I couldn’t help lick. There were five tiny freckles in a near star shape just above his left collarbone near his neck. When his breathing had picked up, I put the condom on him. He flexed and I took that as approval. I was grateful that I had this man on my first visit here and wanted to make him feel good.

I reached over and touched the other man’s shoulder. “Please stand.” He got up and waited. I realized their arms were restrained to their sides by a strap behind their backs. I maneuvered him carefully to stand astride the man on the floor. I was giddy and slippery with excitement. I straddled my first and eased him in slowly. I could definitely tell the difference between a condom clad cock and a bareback one. He felt fantastic as he rubbed and inched his way up into me. I wiggled and enjoyed the feeling of cock filling me up.

Next, I ran my hands up the legs of the big one. He was toned but had a soft layer of fat on his body. I loved the way his soft curly leg hair felt. I wiggled my hips not lifting yet and started licking his testicles and worked my way up his very wide shaft to the tip. First below me flexed and it felt amazing. I licked and sucked the massive head as if it were a lollipop and on my knees straddling the first I lifted and dropped.

Having one in my mouth and the other stroking my insides was erotic. I was stimulated quickly and came. I took a moment to sit still with the hard shaft deep in my well while working the other and tasting his pre-cum. First, let out a small quiet moan as I started riding again. I took as much of second into my mouth as I could. It was too much to take too far in. The thought of it between my legs sent me into overdrive. I gripped second, with my hand and rode fast and hard on my freckled first. I gasped and grunted as my first moaned and grunted quietly. The intensity grew within and I started grinding into first. My body tightened and released as the pulses of orgasmic delight spread outward. I felt first jerk beneath me and I knew he’d come.

I felt pretty good about that. I got up retrieved a towel, cleaned up first quickly and removed the used condom. I then guided second to lay down again. I stared a moment at his hard thick cock and whimpered with the joyous arousal that responded. I can have that one too. I knelt and rolled the larger lubricated condom over him and was panting as I positioned his legs in a bent position with knees up and feet flat. I climbed over second and my pussy ached at the sight of him pointing straight up, not at all toward his chest and ready to be inside me.

“Oh God.” I lowered myself to touch the tip while holding on to his knees for support.

I had to stop after getting his tip in and adjust. And this guy’s not even the widest or biggest on the list. It didn’t matter I know dammed well that I will tighten back up and any cock will feel amazing small or large if used properly.

When the slight burning of stretching eased off and I felt the tingles of arousal over power me I lowered a bit then backed off. The move slicked him up more along with the lubricant on the condom. I chose it on purpose I knew I’d want him slick. I slipped down half way and mewled with delight.

“Ohhhhh.” I lifted and this time dropped down taking his entire massive cock inside me.

I lifted nearly off him and slowly took him in again. I’ve never felt anything so intensely. I smiled when he started panting and making low noises in his throat.

A sudden burst of horny took over and I had to move faster. Instinct gripped me as I rode him swiftly. I was yelping and grunting and it was so fucking good. When I came I didn’t stop I rode it out and kept pumping that cock deep into me. We became slicker and noisier as I sucked him in and lifted pulling him out.

“Oh God, Oh God, Ohhhhhhh.” I dropped my final decent and ground into that thick wide cock as my body jerked uncontrollably. I felt second tense up beneath me and lift his hips a few times as I strangled him repeatedly.

He grunted “Ungh ahhhh.”

I recovered and climbed off to see him starting to soften. I had to take a moment before my legs stopped shaking. Having control over two was so much fun. Did I want that every time? Probably not. I felt a little bad for first having to lay there and listen as I used second so thoroughly. I got up, covered them and tidied myself. I was going to be tender for sure. Totally worth it.

To be continued…

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Watch This! (Quick and Dirty Short Stories) NSFW #46

Warning this story is explicit and NSFW rated R 18+ only.
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Watch This!

For months now my neighbor and his wife have been watching me. Or rather looking into my kitchen and living room windows that face my small backyard and therefore their yard. I often walk around topless and sometimes fondle my ample pillowy breasts as I love to feel good. Who doesn’t?

I’ve noticed them (Not always together) Watching through my sliding glass doors from their deck. The only reason I’m not too pissed is that they are both attractive and I may have started going topless more often. I may have made a show of fondling my breasts while I look out to my almost very private yard. All except for their raised view from directly across.

A tiny bit of me was turned on by knowing they went out of their way to sneak a peek and that I often heard them rutting after I put on a breast rubbing show or when I tanned naked.

They were both sitting on their deck drinking coffee and facing my window. The woman was attempting to covertly flick her nipples. Voyeurs. I know how sexy it is to watch on the sly. They know I know they watch and today I woke feeling particularly randy. I sat at my own table topless, resting my breasts on the table and playing with them. I sipped my own coffee and read some sexy blogs, looked at some fantastic dick Pics and worked my self up.

I stopped reading and stared at a particularly sexy dick pick of a man as he gripped his nearly purple cock head. I could imagine myself running my fingers through his soft looking chest and stomach hair as I rode him hard.

The doorbell rang, I jumped and my pussy fluttered. I ran to the door and signed for the package as my nipples hardened. I closed the door and had to take a moment to temper my arousal. Not because of the delivery man but because of my purchase. I knew it was being delivered today and I was over excited to give it a try.

With shaking hands I opened the box and took out the dildo from its packaging. It was six inches in girth and looked so real I began panting. I took it to my kitchen sink and washed it carefully. I stripped my shirt off and my panties and was about to stick the suction cup to the floor when I had a very naughty idea. An idea that made me double over from arousal.

I rubbed and squeezed a breast as I walked to my sliding glass door. They were watching. The woman slipped a hand up her shirt as I squeezed a breast and pulled hard on my nipple.

I gauged the height necessary and I slammed the dildo to the glass.

“Watch this!” I said even though they couldn’t hear me. I reached between my legs and brought he tip up to my eager opening.

It was wider than any toy I have and I was moaning and panting by the time I got it in. I waited a moment with lodged deep inside and looked over my shoulder.

Mouths agape and wide-eyed they sat staring at me; both hands were up her shirt now. I smiled and straightened my legs to give them a good view of it sliding out of my sopping hole. It stretched and rubbed making my eyes flutter. I bent my knees and took it in again.

“Holy fuck.”

I muttered and repeated the action. I came quickly, but wasn’t done. I kept riding the toy and rubbed my clit until I came again. I know if I go further I could get there. With people watching and the idea of them being turned on by me, I was overly excited. I didn’t stop.

“Oh god it’s so good.”

I kept riding and feeling the tugging pleasure of each stroke. I bent over and twerked my ass then bobbed it up and down fast. The angle was perfect for me and for them. It rubbed my g-spot even harder and I furiously rubbed my clit as the pressure built up inside.

“Oh yes, oh my fucking yes!” I cried out and rode harder.

The pressure built and I moved off the toy and rubbed my clit as I squirted on the glass. Panting, I turned to watch my neighbor slamming his wife from behind. I watched a moment then went back to my toy. It would be faster this time. I rubbed and rode until the pleasure promise was too much. I fell to my knees spurting hot cum on the glass. I crumbled to the floor in my own wet mess. I watched the couple orgasm together and collapse to a heap themselves.

I looked up at my new favorite play thing and knew I was going to perform for them again and again. I’d watch them watching me and they’d get off while I watch them.

 

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