Miranda

Miranda

Tabitha refilled their glasses with a burgundy red wine and returned to the couch. By the time the 4th bottle of wine was empty, they were all obviously feeling buzzed, more than likely drunk, and highly sexual. Miranda and Tabitha had both removed their shoes and were eyeing each other playfully as Aiden looked on with an uncontainable smile on his face.  Aiden excused himself to the bathroom and Tabitha offered to open another bottle while he was gone. "Oh, no thank you." Miranda replied.  “If I have anymore there is no way I am going to be able to give you the show you want my dear.” "Ok, well I will take our glasses and put them in the kitchen," Tabitha said as she stood on weak legs.  She was indeed a sight to behold as she walked away.  Miranda could not help but to admire her sexy round ass and how it looked and swayed in the red jeans she wore as she left the room.

As Tabitha walked back into the living room something animal in her was already screaming to get out. She was ready for the better part of the night to begin and she could tell so was Miranda. She walked up behind Miranda on the couch and slid her arms over her shoulders and down over her stomach, enjoying the sheer material of the blouse she had worn. Miranda opened her mouth just a bit and moaned at Tabitha’s sudden and unexpected touch, she leaned her head to one side allowing Tabitha access to kiss her softly on the neck and behind her ear.  Tabitha then pulled back and smiled staring into those wonderfully bright eyes.  “If I did not have another reason for you to be here tonight, you do realize, I would take you right here right now and keep you to myself.” She whispered as she made a show of looking Miranda up and down her incredibly sexy body.  “Mmmm. Yes indeed.  Perhaps another day though?” Miranda turned and looked deeply into Tabitha’s golden brown eyes as she posed the question.  Tabitha smiled and her eye’s smoldered.  “Another day for sure you sexy beast.  But for now I will be more than happy to watch you fuck my man.”  They both laughed and Miranda simply stated. “Your wish is my command”. Tabitha slowly stood up straight and slid her hands up Miranda’s chest and over her shoulders, and ran her fingernails through her hair. Miranda moaned again as Tabitha massaged her scalp with her fingers. "Let's you and I surprise Aiden," Tabitha whispered.  "Yes lets," Miranda sighed sexily.

Willow

Willow

She giggled every stumbling step she made as I walked behind her carefully steadying her progress.  When we finally reached the bedroom she turned and paused, staring into my eyes.  “I love you baby.” she whispered.  “I know you do.” I responded quietly as a wide smile flashed across my face.  “And I love you.”  We were at the close of another of our popular wine a cheese parties and it seems my wife may have had just a bit too much red wine this time around. 

As we drew closer to our bed she nearly flew into it, launching herself the last few feet in the air and flopping with a muffled thud onto the comforter that lay on top.  She laughed uncontrollably and rolled over, once again staring at me seemingly lost in thought.  As I reached out and began removing her black lace high heels her laughter quieted and the smile on her face faded.  “You are so good to me.” She slurred a bit as she said this.  “You are worth every ounce of my time sweetie.” I replied as my heart fluttered. 

I could not believe how lucky I was to be married to this simply radiant and somewhat drunk women that lay before me.  Her blue eyes glinted with the glaze of intoxication and she was yet again smiling.  “Will you help me?” she purred.  “I am.” I said.  “Will you help me out of my dress?”  She said as she squirmed to the edge of the bed and stood up.  I licked my lips at the sight of her.  She had turned with her back toward me and motioned to the zipper at the top of her gorgeous form fitting black dress.  I reached out and moved her long raven hair to the side so that it would not get in the way and I slowly slid the zipper along the curve of her back allowing my eyes to enjoy every bit of her as I did this.

Morgan

Morgan

No matter how many times I said no she still teased and pushed.  Daddy’s money through the years made her one of those high society witches who always got their way and it seems I was the one thing she could not have.  Yes I enjoyed the way she sauntered about in her skin tight overpriced clothes but I could not, would not, give in to her demands and wants just because she said so.  I had my own pride to consider plus it bears mentioning I worked for her old man and he paid pretty damn well.  She was not worth the risk or the time.

I was having a hard day and things only got worse when Morgan waltzed into the room having come from the pool in a barely there bikini.  Her me me attitude was in full swing and it was grating on my last nerve.  She had been getting bolder and bolder over the last few weeks.  Today it seemed she would stop at nothing.  She looked around the room and saw that everyone was busy or distracted save for me. I was looking at her with disgust and extreme irritation.  “Stupid girl” I thought to myself.  She was really a grown woman, around twenty something, going on nine.  I lost track of what I was doing and grumbled in frustration.  When she noticed me looking at her with no one else looking in our directions she brazenly flipped her bikini top off and flashed her magnificent breasts at me while blowing me a kiss. My mouth dropped, I was angry, but I could not take my eyes of her tits.  I shook my head and left the room determined to avoid her and get my work done.

Lynn

Lynn

She held her breath, staying as still as she could, hanging there in my arms.  It was as if time ticked slowly just to spite me. My muscles ached and burned but I did not give in to the pain.  My length stayed rigid and sensitive as it rested within her heat.  We were playing a very dirty game and could lose easily if we were not careful, and it seems that with our current predicament, we loved to test the boundaries of that whole careful bit.  Her auburn hair draped recklessly down across her shoulders and face but I could still make out her gorgeous blazing blue eyes and her wicked half grin.   It was a telling grin and knowing she was up to no good I shook my head no.  The next stall over shuffled with paper and the common mash of buttons on a phone.  “What the hell was he doing” I thought to myself knowing full well that I too had escaped the office doldrums just to sit pointlessly in the bathroom scanning my I-phone on occasion.

I again found her eyes and saw that she was about to play the devil on my shoulder.  She smiled long and wide as she swirled her hips, soft and determined, against me. My body betrayed my thoughts instantly by swelling within her.  She took it as a sign for more and flexed her want around my need and we began the quietest, slowest fuck I have ever been a part of.  My legs weakened so I pressed her back against the cold wall, searching for some sort of support and respite for my muscles. She fought the wince from the cold shock that escaped her mouth while I frantically held on to her, managing to pull the handle that would flush away her moans of delight and fear.  She leaned into my shoulder and softly nibbled my neck working up to my ear.  When she finally got there she stopped and whispered ever so softly, so much so, that even I needed to strain to hear her.  “Fuck me.”  My eyes blazed, starving for a chance to push into her loud and without caring who heard but I knew better.  Again we rocked slow and deliberate, feeding off the danger of being discovered, enjoying every dirty second of our crazy desires.

Crystal

Crystal

She looked back over her shoulder, checking once more that no one was watching as she quickly climbed into my car.  “Where are we going?” she asked a bit nervous.  “I know a place.” I said, reaching out and running my hand down her leg.  She smiled lighting up her baby blue eyes and I knew instantly she was mine.  Soon we were driving down a bumpy gravel road lined with thick green trees and dark grey shadows.  I watched her eyes dart back and forth studying our surroundings as my fingers found their way into her panties and then in to her wet heat.  Her mouth opened as she gasped and pressed against my touch.  “Are we almost there?” she asked hungrily.  “Almost” I replied as I gently circled her clit while navigating the rough road.  The bumps were surely helping me out.

Soon I pulled into a heavily shaded gap in the trees and the second I put the car into park she was on top of me.  She had thrown the seatbelt off so fast that it smacked against the window nearly shattering it.  I sat pinned to my chair as she used the steering wheel pressed against her back as leverage to grind into me hard and cruelly.  “Fuck me now!” she begged between tasty sweeps of her tongue against mine.  I did not think it was possible for me to get any harder than I already was but the press of her lips on mine and the way her blonde hair fell in her face whenever she came up for air and eyed at me did just that.

Heather

Heather

It was weird seeing another man buried deep within my wife but I tried to brush it off as she continued giving me the best blowjob I had ever received in our nine plus years of marriage.   It was as if she were that young college coed I met a decade ago all over again.  There was fire in her eyes and a smile on her face that I had not seen in so long.  It seems like it was just yesterday when I asked her what we could do to bring some life back into our relationship.  I was shocked at her suggesting of bringing another person into our bed but probably not near as shocked as she was when I for some unknown reason said yes.  Now here we were.

I looked across her back and down her sweat slicked curves and watched as a mutual firned of ours pistonned in and out of her hungry little cunt.  She moaned between thrusts and even laughed in pure joy a few times as she worked her mouth up and down my shaft.  As if she were reading my thoughts she stopped pleasuring me long enough to look me square in the eyes.  I smiled as she bucked forward in a fast paced rhythm as she continued to be pounded from behind, but only because of what she said next.  “Don’t worry baby.  Your turn is coming and I have found the perfect girl for you.” With that she went back to work on my cock and I got lost in her wonderfully wet mouth.

Thomas Aiden

The Sin Series

Temptation has many names

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Brynn

Brynn

She whispered something about not waking the baby when I lost myself and grunted a bit too loudly.  We were both lying on the bed while she rode me quiet and rhythmically.  The only other sound was the occasional smack of our skin slapping against one another breaking the silence.  When her phone rang she bent across me reaching for it on her bed side table, her breasts pressing against me sweaty and sweet.  I was so close to cumming and she knew it.  She smiled and kissed me with her soft perfect lips.  We had been at this for nearly an hour now with her taking me to the brink and back now four different times.  She looked down at the phone as it continued to vibrate and smiled devilishly.  She then brought her fingers to her lips in a shushing motion and whispered it’s my husband.

My nerves ramped up into frenzy and it seems she was enjoying it.  She picked up her pace as she answered the phone and said hello without missing a beat.  “Hey babe how’s work?” she asked as she continued to fuck me, increasing her speed even more.  She ground her body harder into me forcing my cock deeper inside of her as she continued her conversation.  I fought with all my strength and focus not to lose myself inside her and she seemed to be fighting for just the opposite.  She spoke about dinner plans and bills as she slowed her pace and tightened her cunt walls trying to milk me.  I grunted and swallowed in fear.  “What’s that?  Yeah the TV is on” she said smiling brightly as she locked her eyes on mine.

Zoey

Zoey

My jaw dropped when she was done telling me her story.  “Are you fucking Serious?” I asked.  A smile spread across her face.  “Meet me up stairs and you will soon find out” she replied as she walked out of the café.  “It’s the second floor by the way, Room 236B.” I had to admit her offer intrigued me.  I sat finishing my coffee as I pondered our conversation.  What kind of woman was she? I thought as drained the last sips of my daily routine.

I soon found myself walking to the apartment complex across the street a bit excited.  I thought back to the weeks and weeks of my ogling her as she waited tables where I chose to escape before the doldrums of work beat me down each day.  Today it seemed I may be calling in late.  I was lost in her words.  I had heard of people having year long projects to inspire art, friendships or some sort of self betterment.  I imagined the people who took a photo a day for 365 days or something similar and posted them for the entire world to see and couldn’t help but wonder what she did as a sort of memento.

I climbed the stairs nearly three at time as my excitement and lust mounted.  When I finally stood in front of her door I hesitated before I knocked.  “Three hundred and sixty five men?” I whispered questioningly as I shook my head.  “Well thank god it’s not December or I would have a lot to live up to” I laughed as I said this out loud and knocked.

“It’s open.” came her voice form inside and when I stepped in I saw her poised and ready for her next notch.  She was gorgeous as she knelt there on her bed with her high waisted panties and heels, a body backlit to perfection.  She lived in one of those small 300 square foot efficiency apartments where the bed most likely doubled as the couch.  When I finally shut the door behind me I was only three or four feet away from her.   She rose and came toward me.  I was nervous but ready.  I had dreamed of the many things I wanted to do to this waitress over the last few months and now I was going to get my chance.  She deftly worked my buckle loosening my belt as she knelt before me.  I stared into her entrancing chocolate brown eyes and melted in her hands as she fished out my need.  She smiled up at me with perfect white teeth and perfect maroon lips.  As she grasped my length with one hand she held up my belt in the other showing it to me.  “I get to keep this” she said with a raspiness to her voice. “So that’s how she keeps track.”  I thought to myself as she swallowed me with her velvet mouth.

Thomas Aiden

The Sin Series

Temptation has many names

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Kelsey

Kelsey

Slowly she peels away her clothes. Eyes painted gold and lust on her lips she teases with each movement making me wonder what will vanish next.  Biting her lip after she whispers “I want you.”  She plays the perfect victim, waiting for me to feast on her desire. 

Seconds pass as our hearts race.  In moments she is pressed against the door, hands raised above her, my breath heavy on her neck. “Don’t move.” I command as I kneel in front of her.  Her legs spread as my tongue navigates her thighs nibbling my way up to her moistness.  Delicately I shift her panties to the side.  She moans softly as I flick her clit with my tongue, swallowing her passion.  She grinds into my hungry mouth knowing, wanting, expecting more.

As she shudders and small ripples of pleasure course over her I rise offering her my tongue so that she tastes herself.  Greedily she accepts it as I pin her tense arms above her head yet again.  Any moment now the door she is pressed against could open yet care and caution have been tossed to the wind.

Biting her neck I lower one hand to find my buckle.  Her breath catches when she realizes how far we are going.  It was tease and quick passion no longer.  She gasps as I ease into her, one slow inch at a time.  She involuntarily responds by lifting a leg, allowing my cock to enter her completely.  “We shouldn’t “  She whispers as her skirt hides the depth of our games.  “Don’t move your arms.” I whisper into her ear.  She does as she is told.

Collision

She focused hard on my pleasure as she slid along my thickness and I greedily enjoyed her effort. I took a brief moment during our passionate exchange to look away from her wonderful sweat slicked bouncing ebony breasts and strained my neck around her body for a better view of us in the mirror behind her. The collision of her moist brown sugar skin against my pale white muscle stole my breath. She was simply stunning. When I turned back to her dark eyes, she smiled, knowing how much I was savoring every bit of her pressed against me.

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Arch

I enjoy the smack of your hips against mine.  It feels as if time is slowing as my senses begin to fade into haze.  You have once again neared my peak and as you hungrily attempt to bring us closer to exhaustion I press into you, arching my back, tightening every muscle, milking every last second of this heavenly assault .  I coax yours and my wet heat with a purposeful moan of your name, knowing what it does to you.  You attempt to hold back, but it’s too late, we both unwillingly lose ourselves, surrendering to the inevitable.

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Both

I always enjoyed being the center of attention but never really intended for my cravings to take me this far.  I was center stage and loved it.  Earlier I toyed with my doubled prey, hypnotizing away their inhibitions, and it seems my own unknowingly, with slurred words of want and a few shots of tequila.  The evening began and I had the choice of either but as night grew darker, my wicked lust encouraged me to take both.  Now, here I was, being sensually assaulted from every angle and all I could think was “please god give me more.”

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Used

My breath catches as I enjoy being crushed by this Adonis pressed up against me.  My hand greedily traces his smooth muscled surface, searching for and hoping to remove the cloth that denies my desire.  He leans in with soft lips and a hungry wet tongue and I obediently follow his lead, opening my mouth accepting his kiss.  My words have vanished only to be replaced by my moans and cries of delight at his touch.  I want to be his toy.  I want to be taken, to be used, to be left wasted and spent upon my bed.

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Eventually

I sit, fidgeting in my chair.  We've talked about this before.  Today, the words “one day” are no longer fantasy.  Her friend, our willing guest, taunts me with a hungry stare knowing full well what it does to me. I will soon have her.  She smiles as I suffer, watching.  I promised to allow a head start but it’s a hard promise to keep.  Red lips touch and run softly against one other.  Fingers explore and bodies quiver, moans and gasps tease my ears and I wait.  Eventually they both smile and say join and I do not hesitate.

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Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Gogo Yurabi

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Tug

Sometimes the animal in me begins to stir, I swear she senses it.  She parades around the house half naked, purposefully taunting my beast.  She smiles wickedly, licking her lips, enticing what burns in me.  Her touch lingers longer than it should.  She wears my favorite perfume.  It’s as if she is doing her damndest to bring out my rough side.  Finally, I can’t take it anymore, when she walks by for a 5^th time I give her what she wants, tossing her on the couch, I tug at the only obstacle that stands between us and my hunger.

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Wave

As sweat poured from both of us she bucked like wild grinding me into her with her white panties hanging off of one leg.  Where once there were soft pants and whimpers our attempted silence was shattered and replaced by her peak.  She rode me with her velvet wetness, hungry for her bliss and I gladly played my part.  She shuddered as her body rocked with wave after wave of pleasure and illusion.   Finally, when she had no more to give, I held her there as she lay broken like a rag doll with contented smile on her face.

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Burnt

Somewhere between syrup and kisses we forgot about food.  Not yet clothed you unwittingly taunted my morning need.  I watched as you bent across the table placing silverware and pounced without hesitation.  Soon you found me between your legs slowly gliding into your sex, you whimpered, biting your lip, enjoying the surprise of my heat.  You perfectly matched my rhythm, thrust for thrust, slow at first then, as expected, our pace quickened. Minutes later you lay spent on the table with me on top, a perfect breakfast.  You smiled, mumbling about burnt toast, as we again teased each other.

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Sister-in-law

Every time I close my eyes I see her. I see her in my bedroom mirror bent over, as I thrust hard into her.  I see her cursing for me to fuck her harder and I see me doing just as she begged.  It happened fast.  I’m only left with her naked each time my eyes shut.  I wasn't even dry form my shower and there she was, sexy, bare and hungry.  She said something about so little time as she grabbed my cock and I didn't think twice.  After she left, my wife arrived home from the store.

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Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Le Passion

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Sacred

Her legs tremble at first as she pushes back into me, pressing against her never used heat.  I let her set the pace as I stand there, her willing tool for this new experience.  Her moans are mixes of pain and pleasure; I simply hold my ground trying not to burst within her tight wet walls.  Tender is the start but soon she finds comfort and now the symphonic collision of my thighs against hers makes me want to go deeper.  She fucks me hard begging for her first ever reward and quickly I give in to her desires.

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Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Denis Goncharov

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Ripped

Her long hair falls away from her as she smiles taunting me.  She has those heavy are you going to fuck me eyes and I can’t manage to get the damn button loose on her shirt.  She laughs, teasing me further as I struggle with my lust.  I need for her to be exposed.  I want her half naked, taking me in, hard and fast.  Don’t make me rip it off I say through heavy breaths.  Again she laughs, not saying I can’t, so she is only half shocked when I begin to tear her clothes from her body.

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