Category: Straight

Heterosexual sex between a man and a woman

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Distractions

I’m just sitting here trying to focus on the game I am playing but all I can picture is me on my back in my bed, my hands and feet tied to each corner of the bed with soft, silk scarves, though I am not complaining as I look straight up at you as you hover above my face on your hands and knees, feet above my head and your delicious pussy just inches away from my outstretched tongue. As you hover over me you drag your fingertips up and down my torso, each pass circling closer to my crotch. I inhale deeply, my cock twitching with your scent so tantalisingly sweet. As your hands finally circle my engorged shaft, fingers feeling the steely hot flesh of my cock you finally lower yourself onto my face, my tongue snaking between your lips, savouring your wetness as your thighs clamp onto my head.

I am in heaven as your pussy becomes my world, it is all I can see, taste, smell, and touch. I groan into you as you lower your head towards the purpled head of my prick, glistening with precum already before you take your first lick, tasting my essence as I drink deeply of yours. My pleasure is your pleasure, your muscles throb as I lick and suck and kiss you everywhere that I can reach. I beg you to grind yourself onto my face as you stroke my aching cock. I live but to serve you and I am living the dream as you guide my tongue with your hip movements, your breathing picking up in gasps as I find your clit with my tongue.

I moan that I want you to cum on my face, I want you to shudder, shake, and shimmy as I pleasure you. I can tell you are getting closer as you are stroking my cock faster with your hand as you swirl your tongue around the head. I strain against my restraints, I want to grab your hips to force you harder against my tongue, my legs shake and shudder against their bonds as you drive my pleasure further with your mouth, I can even feel your breasts brushing against my stomach, your erect nipples grazing my flesh and stimulating your own orgasm into being.

You suddenly stop and press down harder, your thighs gripping my head as the wave breaks over your body. Starting in your core a shudder of pleasure tears through your beautiful body, thighs quiver, breathe is ragged, and you suddenly take my cock as deep as you can as I feel your orgasm flood over me. I can taste your pleasure as you cover my face in your cum, the knowledge of your release triggers my own as I grunt and thrust into your mouth, my own load pumping forth. We milk each other dry with our tongues as we come down from high above the bed. Our bodies soaked with sweat, you fall to the side, releasing my head from your thighs and my cock from your mouth. Turning around you face me, leaning in to kiss me. I can taste my seed on your tongue as you taste yourself on my lips. We sigh and pass out with pleasure-drained exhaustion.

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Watching Her Play

I’ve been a writer of smut for a while now, its almost therapeutic for me to get my saucy ideas down on paper and I take inspiration from everywhere so when a friend of mine gave me an idea my imagination built on it and it grew and grew. Once I had finished it I showed it to my friend. Nicky is a new friend, I’ve only known her a few months, and I was as surprised as she was to discover the source for a new story coming from her. She’s fairly conservative you see. So I wrote a story, I thought it was pretty hot in a romantic kind of way and once I had finished it I sent her a copy, never expecting her to read it.

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Crush

“Hello?” Picking up the phone Owen answered the unknown number as he roused himself from his slumber.
“Hi, yeah, you might not remember me, it’s Nicky from school”, a feminine voice stammered out.
“Oh yeah, I remember, what’s happening?”
“Would you like to get a coffee some time, catch up on old times?” Nicky asked him.
Rubbing the sleep from his eyes he glanced at his bedside clock, it was late enough in the morning for coffee.
“Sure, I can meet you around the corner in an hour”, he replied.
“Great”, she said with flustered enthusiasm.
Hanging up the phone Owen considered this event. He hadn’t seen Nicky for years, not since shortly after high school. They’d kept in touch sporadically via social media, updating each other on life achievements, new jobs, marriages, even his own divorce but they had not seen each other for years.

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Standing Up Meal

I’m picturing us in your room, I’m taking off your clothes, first I pull your shirt over your head, then pull your pants down, reaching around and unclasping your bra, feeling your breasts fall free against my chest. Pulling the bra free and stepping back I take in your body before dropping to my knees, hooking my fingers into your panties, sliding them all the way down your legs before running my hands back up the insides, parting them far enough for me to run my tongue along your moist slit and then using my fingers to spread your lips so that i can encircle your clit with my mouth.

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Picturing You

“I’m picturing it..”

It being you playing with your dildo

“And what else?”

I am seeing you on your bed, your face flushed, your nipples hard and pointing through your nightie, pulled up the slightest amount to allow your hand access between your legs. I can just imagine how wet your lips are as they part to allow your dildo access to your tight, wet, pussy.

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Together at Last

You feel his arms around your shoulders, your head rests on his chest, listening to his heart beating. The warmth of your embrace keeping you cozy. One hand resting in his lap, the other behind him as you embrace him. His hand on your hip, the other caressing your head. Occasionally he leans down to kiss your head, he whispers sweet nothings to you between kisses. The deep murmuring thumping through his chest.

The TV you are both watching is turned down low, it’s a romance film, the title you’re not sure of but it’s a gentle distraction from the thoughts running through your head. Could it be real? Sitting here with the man of your dreams, finally he is yours. Years of torment for both of you, unhappiness experienced from dwindling marriages, the strength you got from this man sustained you. And now he’s yours, whispering his love to you right now. Continue reading “Together at Last”

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First Date

This is a collaboration story that I wrote with a friend of mine, Adelyn Diamond, who is new to the erotica scene. I initially wrote the story based on a late night conversation which she then edited to insert her own flavour. I then went through it again, added a couple of final details and here we are. We both hope you enjoy it as much as we did writing it.

I’ve been looking forward to this date for months. We’ve both just come out of rough relationships and the support we got from each other is all that got me through. There’d always been a strong sexual attraction between us, ever since we first met at work years ago, yet I wasn’t one to admit it in its entirety until much later in our friendship. His marriage was hard, and not fair to him, but I wanted to continue to be there for him. Mine was just dwindling away and I was unsure of what to do, he was there to pick up the pieces when I finally made that hard decision. Now, with two separations complete, a new relationship can begin – though I have to admit, after fifteen years in my last relationship, I was a little nervous. Continue reading “First Date”

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Nudism Gets Naughty

I had worked with her years ago in a part time job, we’d both work the same late night shifts, the ones where it was quiet enough to have many long conversations about anything and everything. There’d been some attraction, when you spend five hours a night working side by side someone you inevitably do. We’d never acted on it though. Fast forward ten years, we’re no longer working together and we haven’t seen each other for years. Our only source of contact was the phone. Texts and the occasional phone call. I can’t remember who suggested it but when we’d run out of things to talk about, one of us suggested truth or dare. An interesting game to play via text, it was almost always truth. The questions started off tame but then they became more risque. We learned more about each other’s sexual likes and dislikes than I ever thought possible. Continue reading “Nudism Gets Naughty”

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Eating Out

I’d known her for a while, a friend of a friend kind of situation. We’d never really run in the same circles but recent change in employment had resulted in more communication via online mediums. We’d talk on and off about various topics, all staying safe and above board until one fateful night when a couple of beers on my end loosened my fingers until I disclosed some more intimate details. That conversation revealed that my friend hadn’t had her pussy eaten in more than five years. My heart went out for her but cock snapped to attention.

I never thought it would progress beyond my overstimulated imagination until the next social gathering. Catching up face to face, the memory of our conversation shot through my brain. I’d never really noticed the way she carried herself before, confident and strong, her short stature belied a strength of character few could dismiss. Her auburn, shoulder length hair framed her pale face, brown eyes full of mischief always looking for trouble. Her hips were wide and her waist small, her large breasts completed her hourglass figure perfectly.

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Fireman Fuck

Just a quick one based on a suggestion from a friend.

Lisa had no idea where she was or what was happening but as she woke up she knew one thing, it was very hard to breathe. It felt like there were two hands around her neck, squeezing and pulling her around. She also felt like her sex was on fire, as she regained consciousness she became aware of someone with her, someone pinning her down. And that someone was inside her, spreading her apart. Opening her eyes she sees someone wearing a helmet, his face contorted in pleasurable pain, he’s breathing hard. She can smell smoke, the heat of a fire, is it her house? The last thing she remembers is falling asleep in her own bed but now it looks like she is in her backyard, flames tearing through her house as she struggles to breathe whilst being fucked. She reaches a hand out to the man inside her, he looks at her with burning lust in his eyes. He chokes her again, the spots forming in her vision as he sinks himself to the hilt in her pussy. How long has he been fucking her like this in her own backyard? Continue reading “Fireman Fuck”