The Mirror NSFW +18

She stood in front of the full length mirror and looked at her naked body, tutting as her eyes saw flaws that only she knew where there. As she posed, trying to feel somewhat sexy, hands appeared into view and cupped her breasts. Fingers squeezed her nippels forcing a whimper of a moan as she closed her eyes. The hands began to explore her body, as she felt kisses being placed upon her neck and along her shoulders. Her breathing began heavy. Her own hands slammed as she braced herself against the mirror, her legs quivering as she felt herself being entered. Slow, forceful thrusts combined with passionate kissing as hands returned to grab her breasts. It didn’t take long to feel her juices gushing from her aching vagina as her lovers attention momentarily paused between deeper, more attentive thrusts. A loud uncontrolled, and primal moan escaped her otherwise panting lips, forcing her to open her eyes and thus dispelling her lovers touch. She stood looking in the full length mirror, bent over touching the glass. There was nothing wrong with her imagination, and judging by how wet the carpet was below her, nor her ability to make herself cum.

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No More Vanilla Sex NSFW 18+

Twenty minutes after getting in from the club and Sam found herself on her back, legs in the air, and some random guy between them thrusting away.

‘What am I doing?’ she thought. ”I vowed I’d never do this again.’ Indeed, the more she thought about it, she realised her reactions to what he was doing had become due to expectation rather than a natural response. ‘No!’ she continued. ‘No more vanilla sex.’

“Fuck my tits,” she suggested squeezing both her large breasts together trying to tempt him.

“But this feels amazing!” was his heavily breathed reply.

“Cum on my tits, then I’ll suck you hard so you can fuck my ass.”

She had never directed sex before, and her demands sounded far less provocative than she heard them in her head. However they must have worked because he was now straddled across her stomach, fucking her cleavage.

It didn’t take long. Certainly far less time than was enough for Sam to discover if she enjoyed being titty fucked. The fact her breasts had been heavily showered in cum was quite the turn on though.

A deal was a deal. The stranger had already moved position so that full attention could be given orally to his softening cock, to which Sam duly responded. What she hadn’t factored, was that he was willing to given her some oral attention also.

Embarrassed, she moved her legs preventing his approach. She had not prepared herself down there for anyone being that intimate, though the idea of someone doing so was getting her extremely wet. Things were about to get much wetter.

“Let’s take this to the shower,” he suggested, a hint of frustration in his voice.

Sam had no recollection of agreeing, but there they were hot water cascading over their bodies, hands exploring the contours of each others body. Suddenly a firm grip took hold of the tuft of pubic hair she’d been so self conscious for having.

“Let me remove this for you,” he asked scrambling for either some foam or gel.

‘OMG! ‘ she thought as his hands began lathering the foam all around, and on ocassion, in her vagina. His touch was firm but attentive. His touch with a blade was steady and precise. Sam knew she’d cum twice at his touch, and though she tried to conceal them, his smile suggested he knew.

Taking the shower head he washed away any excess foam, making sure to direct the jets of water against her lips, heightening her excitment, also taking to kiss her high up on her inner thigh. She groaned loudly as he did so. When his tongue parted her lips, and they met with hers, all control was lost, grabbing hold of anything as shudders coursed through her body.

With her legs shaking, he placed both hands on her hips, turning her slowly whilst bending her over. Instinctively both hands she planted against the wall. Catching her breath, the realisation that he was now going to fuck her ass set in.

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Hump Day NSFW 18+

Lisa was rapidly approaching the age where life was supposedly supposed to start again. The very thought made her feel that life was rapidly heading towards old age and menopause. Even a change of job hadn’t shifted her depression.

“Hey why the sad face,” smiled one of her new Co-workers. “It’s hump day!”

“What?” sighed Lisa, having never heard the term before.

“Wednesday. Middle of the week. Over the hump.”

Lisa secretly hoped that it meant something completely different. It had been a while after all. As her mind drifted, she felt two hands begin to rub her shoulders. Soft tender kisses on her neck really started her mind racing as her breathing began to get more shallow.

As the hands moved to reaching around and squeezing her breasts, teasing her nipples between pinching fingers, another set of hands began rubbing her upper thighs. They were lifting the hem of her skirt, flitting with lace of her knickers as they teased to pull them from her.

Leaning back fully on her chair, a moan escaped her lips as the feeling of her vagina being stroked threatened to consume her.

“You okay there?” asked her colleague looking on in amazement at the performance being shared.

“Oh yes!” Lisa replied readjusting herself and sitting back at her desk. “I think I’m going to enjoy Wednesdays.”

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Copier Girl NSFW 18+

She became affectionately known as ‘Copier Girl’ and I’d find any reason to undertake all of the office copying. She would smile provocatively as I approached, often undoing her jacket or even taking it off. A woman’s nipple is sexy in its own right, but seeing it pressed against a thin layer of clothing was far sexier.

Curiosity must have gotten the better of her with regards my frequent toilet breaks, because there I was busy jerking myself off over thoughts of her, when there she stood right in front of me. I tried to regain my dignity by covering myself as well as pleading my innocence, but she simply stepped forward and held the door shut behind her.

“Carry on,” see said. “Don’t let me stop you.”

I looked flustered and limply tried pulling up my trousers whilst keeping myself covered.

“Perhaps this will help!” Expertly she lifted her blouse up over her head exposing her naked breasts. “Or maybe this?” Next her dress fell to the bathroom floor leaving her stood in just a lacy pair of baby blue knickers. Still I struggled. “Okay, this then!”

With a slight adjustment with her wrist and a flick of the leg, those sexy panties were on the floor next to her skirt.

I took a deep breath as the majestic beauty of her naked form stood there waiting. Instinctively I found myself no longer hiding away, but boldly stoking my solid shaft in front of her. She was smiling.

“Are you going to waste that? Or can I have some?” Turning round and planting both hands on the door, she bent over inviting my answer.

Pressing the tip of my cock against the excited lips of her vagina, I grabbed her hips and gave myself to her. I could sense her breasts swinging with every thrust and thought about reaching round and grabbing them in my hands. I knew her nipples would be rock solid.

Instead I grabbed her hair and pulled her neck back as I continued fucking her. Desperately she tried to remain silent, but the occasional whimpered moan escaped her lips. I was close, and I knew she was too. Slapping her arse I gave a final thrust, emptying myself of all that would have splattered on the floor, deep inside her.

Her legs wobbled momentarily as her body shook, as sure sign she had just cum too. I wondered what she tasted like.

Sadly it was over as quickly as it started. She dressed, smiled and left the cubicle. I cleaned myself up and wandered back out to the copier. Her nipples were still pert and pressing against her blouse, but then my cock was still hard, fighting against the confines of my trousers. I was already pondering what may need copying tomorrow.

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Good Morning NSFW 18+

Good morning you dirty whore

You say you’ve been up early

But then so have I

Up hard, solid, erect because of you

I scrolled my time line

Found an innocent photo

Got lost in your eyes all over again

Searched my private collection

Every photo of your face

Every private picture sent by you

Happily I played with myself

Dreaming of your mouth, your breasts

Every picture scrolled

Closer to excitment I got

Then I found the video

Your perfect pussy teased by a toy

I came instantly

Shooting jets of cum across my chest

But still I was hard

Twenty minutes I watched that clip

Dreaming, fantasising

Eventually I moaned out load

That second climax really hard

Threatening to rip me apart

I came again violently

So good morning to you

My wishful dirty whore

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Options NSFW 18+

Presented with the two options, my thoughts fell upon the one least explored. However given how easily the tip of my cock entered her arse, perhaps I was wrong it that assumption.

Slowly I fought the little resistance offered as half of my shaft disappeared inside her. Her moaning was encouraging, and by the time I was three quarters deep, her hands were pushing against my thighs as if to say she could take no more.

Using the tip of my fingers I rubbed her clit hoping her excited juices would offer a little lubrication to the thrusting of my cock in her arse. Her hands gripped the bed sheets, climax washing over her as she showered my stomach and chest in her excitement.

With her deep in the throws of exticy, I took a chance at reaching my own. Lifting her slightly off the bed, her back arched, I gave her the final length of my cock. Buried deep inside her resulting in her screaming out loud in mixed euphoria and pain. With her my arms wrapped under her, I picked up a stronger rythmn my balls slapping against her.

Contorting and finding something to grip onto she gave herself to me. I groaned deeply at her moaning, the thick vein of my cock pulsing as my seed gushed into her. Again, she showered me with her excitement as she began to shudder uncontrollably.

I pulled out and lowered her beautiful body back onto the bed, where she continued to shake and moan fully satisfied. Perhaps after a moment of compose had passed, she’d allow me chance to explore the other option she’d offered me.

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Discovery NSFW +18

Scrolling through the plethora of like minded souls, dropping a ‘like’ or typing a response to something read that pulls on your mindset and urges interaction.

Then there are those that ‘speak’ to you personally on a connected level. The pages or blogs that draw you in with open arms, that without rhyme nor reason, have you pouring over every word. Hours spent back and forth in textualized conversation.

All too recently I discovered another kind. A visual kind. Normally I pass over the picture in favour of the word, but this had both. It was clever. To consume the text, I found myself devouring the image. Being aroused by the image. Dreaming of the image.

This is ridiculous. I’ve been aroused here by another, her words stimulating me as if touched by her alone, but never by an image. They say a picture speaks a thousand words, and these sit somewhere between foreplay and intercourse.

I welcome the new discovery and all the sexual implications that arise from exploration, but yet I’m left wondering if I explore for the written thoughts, or more the enlightening visuals shared alongside.

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Writing Challenge 18+ NSFW

When dreams become Reality

Breasts are predictable. You can almost guess the shape and how they’d look, the only surprise being the size of the areola or how pert the nipple. I don’t think I’ve been left speechless by the wonderment of the female breast, maybe because you don’t have to look to hard to find a pair.

The vagina on the other hand is a magical gift. The formation of the lips, the presentation of whether it’s wearing hair or not, and how that hair is groomed……or not. It is has become the last bastion of sexuality advertising hasn’t used to sell or promote stuff.

So when you’re gifted a look at that sacred area by someone you have feelings for, well for me it turned a year long dream into reality. The small tuft of trimmed hair, and the beautiful lines that formed her vagina, both clearly viable through her sheer light blue knickers.

There were no more assumptions. No more wondering. She had gifted me a view of her breasts some time a go, but her vagina had been a holy grail. Until now.

The next dream to change, is seeing them not as a photo, but in person.

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Her Smile

I lay awake gazing at her sleeping face

She always looks so beautiful in my eyes

But it’s during these times she looks so at peace

The weight of her troubles have lifted

And the scars from flowing tears have smoothed

I lay awake watching her eyes flicker

Pondering the dreams that play out in her head

Brushing her hair from off her face

A smile unfurls from across her lips

Closing my eyes I wait for slumber happy

I love her smile

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It’s been awhile

A pale blue sky threatens to break through the early morning grey and bleary clouds.

The light wind rustles through young tree branches making them animate to some silent dance.

From where I sit in a silent house in contemplation of the day ahead, I watch as squirrels dash up and down with youthful endless energy.

Life is good.

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