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.Continue reading “Standing Up Meal”
“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.
The look of pleasure on your face as you slide it in and out as I stand in your room and watch, the murmur of your moaning, the smell of your arousal, the visceral pleasure of your exhibition
The sounds of your pleasure, the wet sound of your pussy being fucked, the movement of your arm… the way your mouth is parted slightly, your tongue wetting your lips as you look at me, standing against the wall, my pants tenting right out as the blood from my body focuses on one point.
“What’s your next move?”
I stand against the wall, throbbing with desire as you masturbate on your bed, I moan as you moan, your eyes fixed on mine as you lift up your nightie to expose your breasts, your nipples teasing me with their hardness. I want to reach out and touch them, taste them with my tongue, to suck them.
But I obey your rule, no moving without a command.
You sit up and take your nightie off completely, your breasts swinging free as you lay back down… I can finally see how wet you are with the glistening dildo buried between your legs. My aching cock is dribbling precum as it throbs and twitches in its material prison, begging silently to be released.
“And will you release him?”
“Only if i am allowed.”
“It’s not fair if you only get to watch me.”
You summon me closer, to see more as you continue to pleasure yourself, you reach out and stroke me through my pants, giggling as I groan from the teasing. You take one of my hands and place it upon your breast, the warmth of your skin sends a lightning bolt to my strained cock. You drag my hand down over your stomach until my fingertips graze the top of your pubic hair, the heat already setting my arousal on fire.
You slide your dildo out with one hand and with our fingers intertwined on the other, I get my first feel of your sex, the slippery, hot, wet folds of your labia parting eagerly for our fingers as we both push inwards. I whimper as I feel the raw strength of your pussy clenching around our probing fingers. You look at me, I’m so incredibly turned on, and you take pity on me, telling me I can remove my clothes but I am still not allowed to touch my achingly hard cock.
One handed, I remove my clothes and stand next to you, our fingers still inside your wet hole, my cock pointing straight out, the head glistening and wet with my arousal. You tell me to massage your breast as you release my hand, my finger still buried inside you. With your hand now free you reach towards my erection. I watch, spellbound, as you wave your fingers closer and closer.
Will you just tease me as I bring you to orgasm with my finger or will you finally touch me?
As my fingers find all the right spots you tip over into your first orgasm, your hand snatched away as you convulse.. I feel your orgasm subsiding and as you come down I feel your fingers wrapped around my shaft. I let out a big grunt as you give one, long, slow pull.
“I feel like I am about to cum.”
“You’re not the only one.”
I warn you of my impending orgasm and instantly you release me, my cock bouncing up and down. I keep fingering you, post orgasm twitches getting you closer and closer to another explosion. You reach out and pull on my balls, grasping them gently with your fingers and then pulling down firmly. The sensation pulls me back from my orgasm. Explosion averted you wrap your hand around me again and start to stroke. Slowly, so slowly that you can feel my heartbeat in my shaft.
I want to last as long as I can, to enjoy the sensation of your hand on my body but i know it is hopeless, your teasing has me on the edge of a very high precipice, to delay the inevitable now would be wasting time. With a smirk you look up at me and tell me that when I cum I have to clean it up. Then you start stroking me in earnest.
My finger slips from your pussy as my head rolls back, I can feel this orgasm tearing through my body, my balls tightened. I grunt, I moan, I growl. The cum floods through my body from my balls, along my shaft, then out of the eye of my cock. Spurt after spurt gushes out of me. After the last twitch tears through my body I slump backwards a little, your hand on my cock holding me steady as the last dribbles of cum splash down upon your body.
I open my eyes, flashes of light still visible from my intense release. I look down and see your breasts are coated with my creamy white cum.
With a cheeky smirk you release my cock and tell me to start cleaning up. Naturally I go for the tissues, you tut tut and tell me to use my tongue. A throb pulses through my now softening cock as you cradle my head as I lean down to lick your body clean of my ejaculation. You tell me I did a good job obeying the rules and then let me kiss you, sharing the taste of my orgasm with me.
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”
This was written in answer to a challenge. I liked the story line so I think I will get more stories out of these characters. I wanted to get something out now but the rest will have to wait.
Charles had been working in IT at the local high school for the past few months. He’d recently finished high school and had scored the job on his last days as a student when the previous IT guy quit. He was self-taught IT genius but didn’t have any of the certificates that all the big companies demanded but the high school was small and they just needed someone to keep the servers humming and the desktops working.
He had been a typical nerd in high school, not many friends in the real world but online he was a star. His coding exploits were well known. He was skinny and tall with his long, red hair often unkempt and covering his face. He was not considered physically attractive by any means. His attempt at a beard showed his young age more starkly than his recently acquired photo ID. He’d never had a girlfriend but thanks to the internet he had seen plenty of photos. Continue reading “Babydoll”
I really enjoy the thought of us taking off our clothes, you sitting on my couch and me kneeling between your legs, running my hands up your thighs until I reach your thick cock and your full balls and then wrapping my fingers around your shaft and lowering my mouth onto your shiny head, licking around the tip, and then taking you deep into my mouth.
I want to be the best cock sucker that you’ve ever had. I put my hand right next to my mouth and around your shaft making my mouth feel deeper. As I move up and down my hand twists around your shaft, your hot skin slick from my saliva. Continue reading “Catch A Load”
My mind is wandering today, I’m bored and horny, and when I see your name pop up online, this pops into my head.
You on your hands and knees, me on my knees behind you, hands on your waist as I line the head of my cock up with your asshole. The way I’d slowly lean forward, the pressure against your ring growing until it opens to allow the entry of my purpled head. As I mount you I sink into you, my arms around your sides as I crawl over you, entering you deeply. My chest against your back as I come to rest, my balls against yours, my chin over your shoulder, my flesh against your flesh. Continue reading “Day Dream”
Friday night was movie night for the gang. Three couples would rotate houses to watch a movie and keep in touch. We’d been doing it since leaving high school, three school friends and their partners. We’d all met our partners in uni many years ago and we’d just kept up the tradition as long as we could.
James and I had been best friends at school, he is a slim built man, about average height with short-cropped hair, and he is rather nerdy. Not much to look at if you believe social media’s opinions but he was attractive to the fairer sex. His greatest feature was his tight stomach. We’d spent many an afternoon hacking away on our computers, working on various software projects all while downloading and looking at porn in the background. He had met Kristie shortly into his Computer Science Degree at uni. She is equally nerdy, shorter than James and with shoulder length brunette hair. Even after fifteen years since high school her handful sized breasts were still perky and her ass tight. Continue reading “Movie Night”
Trevor hadn’t been to a nightclub for quite a while, in his twenties he’d been a weekly visitor but having just hit thirty he’d found less and less time for it. Standing at a respectable 6 foot tall, he was skinny despite his bachelor diet of takeaway food and beer. Long brown hair ran down just past his shoulders when he didn’t have it pulled back in a ponytail for work.
He hadn’t been to this nightclub before, it had multiple floors all dedicated to a different genre of music. He was on the metal floor as he was expecting company. Being single, he’d taken the plunge and downloaded a dating app on his phone. Whilst browsing through it during a particularly dull day at work he’d stumbled upon Kristie. A fellow IT professional, she was also nearing thirty, was single, used to go to nightclubs, and was interested in revisiting the scene of her youth. When Trevor had first sent her a message he’d felt nervous. He’d berated himself for feeling that way, people do this all the time so why was he nervous about asking a girl out. Once he’d broached the dating topic she’d suggested the nightclub and he’d happily accepted. Continue reading “At the Nightclub”
Another typical Friday afternoon, I was dozing at work wondering what I was going to do that night when I got an SMS from my friend Joe. One of my closer friends, Joe and I often hung out on the weekends. We were both pretty nerdy, computer games and movies featured highly on our list of things to do. Unlike most friendships, ours also included a sexual side. We’d stumbled upon our shared interest in certain genres of porn during a drunken night of debauchery and since then we had occasionally indulged ourselves by watching it together and even jerking each other off. We never discussed our sexuality at any point, it was just something that felt nice to do and since we were both single there was nothing to stop us but ourselves. Continue reading “First Time on the Couch”
We’d been hanging out as best friends for as long as I could remember. We lived on the same street and our mutual tastes in friends, games, and hobbies led us to be quite close. We shared everything together. As we reached puberty we even shared our porno collections. That first Hustler smuggled home from the older kids at school, our bond so close, we thought nothing of it when we first jerked off to it together. We certainly didn’t think of ourselves as gay, we just enjoyed jerking off and didn’t care if we did it together or alone. Continue reading “GTA Buddies”