nudity – Page 6 – Exploring Desires

You drew the short straw and were chosen to slip into my classroom to find the answer key to the first big exam of the year. Maybe studying was not such a bad idea as you worried what would happen if you got caught, failing grade? Expelled? Your father would kill you for sure. But you all agreed and now everyone watched as you left the lunch room. Down the quiet hall, the teachers would be in the lounge so you hurried to my room and slipped inside. You looked around at the small file cabinet but nothing of real value, mostly things I took away from students that were distracting. You laughed at the dirty magazine next to a pile of fidgit spinners.

You rummaged around in the desk, bullseye. Several files with homework, quizzes, exams, you quickly flipped to the exam and that is when you heard the doorknob squeal. Panic filled your mind as you shut the drawer and cringed under the desk. You heart beating so fast you knew I would hear you. God please tell me he just forgot his phone or something, but no I sat down and leaned back in my chair. You tried to hold your breath but realized you would gasp for air as you saw me open the file cabinet. My eyes only inches away from spotting your hiding place. Lucky for you my eyes were searching for something else. I closed the file cabinet and you heard me flipping through pages. You mind silently begging for me to leave, my hand moved down between my legs and rubbed over my slacks. Was he getting hard?

The magazine, you covered your mouth to muffle the giggles as your eyes widened. I had started to unzip my pants. I was one of the teachers all the girls talked about and here you were watching me pull free my cock to masturbate right in the class room. You were frozen as I started to slowly play, jerking my cock into stiffness. I groaned a bit and leaned back as I looked over the spread. You covered your eyes out of normal embarrassed reaction only to realize I didn’t know you were there. You watched my stroking till you felt the dampness in your panties. Skirt moved away easily as you reached down between your own legs. You had never seen porn but you were watching it now, live in front of you and your body had never felt so heated. You fingered your pussy slow and deep as you watched me swelling in my fist. Suddenly I burst under my desk, my seed splashing onto your leg right as you reached the edge of your own excitement. You came hard, shaking as my cream ran down your inner thigh. I stood quickly and you heard the door close. Probably to clean up in the restroom before next bell. You slipped out from under the desk and wiped off my cum as you hurried back to the lunchroom. Everyone would be pissed you could not find the answers, but you did find something they would of all wanted to see. But this one was just for you, private lesson that you would revisit in your mind later tonight.

dirtychild8:

Daddy could barely contain himself as his sickening cock twitched feverishly in his pants

I tried to be the cool dad allowing you to have your parties at the house. My rules were simple, nobody drives home drunk and you leave my bar the way you found it. Needless to say you always had a gathering on the weekends and for me, I got to see all your sexy little friends. Eye candy for an old man I guess. I would normally just watch the game with a drink and listen to all the music,chatter, laughter and wish I could go back in time to my teen years again.

Tonight you looked good, I am sure to impress some boy. You hugged me and told me too just send everyone downstairs when they got here. I could smell the booze on your breath already, were you nervous? “Who is he?” I grumbled, I never liked the idea of boys hitting on you in my house. “Nobody daddy, your my only man.” you would giggle and rush back downstairs to finish setting out the snacks. I welcomed them as they arrived and sent them down. A few hugs and fist bumps, many thanks for being cool. Got my mind off of my girl growing up and falling for someone….well sort of.

Actually it was odd how much as the night went on that it bothered me. I couldn’t figure out which of the ones I let in tonight was “the” one so I poured another drink and listened for signs of any trouble so I could toss him out. *smiling at the idea*

No I had to understand she was older now, this was bound to happen. *more drinks* what was I going to do when you left for college next year? I dosed off sometime after midnight. A car door closed outside and it stirred me just enough. I went to the window to see a few cars pulling out. Damn it I hope they were sober enough. I knew I wasn’t, I walked downstairs. I only saw her best friend cleaning up a bit. “where is she?” she was pretty hammered herself. I took the trash out of her hand. “Hey stop that, I will get it, here you just lay down on the couch ok.” I helped her with a blanket as she slurred about wanting a dad like me. “alright, ok, get some sleep…………..she didn’t leave with him did she?” I was more worried than pissed. “who?” her eyes closing. “this boy she likes…” she giggled “she doesn’t like any boys, she likes you.”

“ok….of course she likes me, I’m her father…you better sleep.” I laugh a bit, she would feel this tomorrow. Mumbles “no she dreams about you…shhhh don’t tell her I told you…she will killll……….” and out cold. What the hell was she talking about. I rushed upstairs just to make sure you were home. Oh you were home alright, passed out drunk it seems. All the lights on, a empty bottle beside you, and half undressed. I couldn’t help but look as I stepped closer. God if you were not my daughter, I could feel my cock getting stiff. I just need to cover you up, check if you were breathing, and pull that bottle off the bed before…… “Mmmm daddy.” I took my eyes off your bottom and looked at your face. Eyes closed? “Baby you ok?” “Mmmm feels so good, don’t stop?” Confused as the wires of my foggy mind connected the dots. She was having a sex dream? Of me? It shouldn’t arouse me, but it did. I listened as you cued and moaned in your sleep. Your body shifting and your leg slightly parted. I was now rock hard, I should cover you and leave, right now.

Yet there you were, looking so good, calling for me. I moved to the edge of the bed and reached for the sheet. Then set it back down and moved my hand down your back. “Daddy….” “Shhhh baby sleep, its ok.” “I love it when you touch me like that.” My cock was throbbing, I could only imagine what I was doing to you in the dream but it pulled me in. My hand moved over your bare ass as you pushed it up a bit. I let my fingers slip between your legs and felt how incredibly wet you were. You moaned deeper so I slipped my fingers inside you. So fucking tight, virginal pussy clenching around my touch. I could feel my pre cum leaking off the tip of my cock as I got you off. It only took a minute for your wet dream to finish. I pulled my dripping fingers out and took in the sweet scent as you went silent. I pulled up your sheets and went to my room. I lay there hard for a moment, undressed, then reached down with the hand that was still wet from you and jerked off. I can’t remember ever cumming that hard. It was filthy and I knew tonight I just wrote my ticket straight to hell. At least you would never know, you will just think it another dream with a nasty hangover to follow.

I sleeped deep, part from the drinks and the rest from the powerful orgasm. I never heard you get up, sneaking and stumbling a bit downstairs. You shook your friend awake, “It worked, oh my god it worked just like you said.” she rubbed her eyes. “stop moving so much, jesus the room is spinning…what worked?” she scooted over as you lay down on the couch with her face to face. “I can’t believe it worked, I pretended to be asleep like you said…” you were beaming and she brightened up. “did he fuck you?” a pouted face “No, but he fingered me so good, I came twice. God I hope he fucks me.” giggles and a few drunken kisses. “took my dad a few months, trust me he will be back for more.” You snuggled up with her and both fell asleep together, hoping he would, dreaming he would.

justsome20something:

It’s raining outside.

The day started drab, that thick gray wetness hanging overhead as I left for work. The rain turned into storms in more way than one. Every client was pushing my buttons, the wrong ones and when you called me mid afternoon I was short with you. You could feel the tension, the frustration in my voice and although you knew I loved you….it was not a good time.

You hung up sad, that was not the kind of response you wanted from me. You were home, needing my attentions and if I was already this grumpy then tonight would be rough. A little smirk crossed your face, you did like it rough sometimes. You slipped out of your clothes and put on your red trim panties I loved. You rustled in the toybox to find a little decoration. You teased your nipples with little tugs and twists to get them ready then applied the clamps. Then back into the box to find something for me to use on you. A little crop would do. Already getting a bit wet just knowing how strong I was going to be with you when I got home.

Now the finishing touch, taking out your cell, propped it up on the dresser, and set the timer as you assumed your position on the bed. A click of the shutter, you hopped off the bed. You looked delicious and it would surely change my grumbles into growls. *sent* as you climbed back in bed and wondered how long the afternoon would feel as you waited. *vibrations* I looked down annoyed that I had just told you how busy I was and how rough the day had been when I saw the image pop up.

It did the trick. I smiled for the first time all day, took you in my mind and looked at my watch. Slamming my files closed I walked passed my assistant with “move my afternoon appts” barked before I left the building. My day here was done, I had better things………better someone to DO. The drive was quick, possibly due to my speed, but I had a building hunger. You heard the car door and perked up back into position on the bed. Home early, front door slam, heavy footsteps, you were so wet in waiting. Bedroom door pushed open slow as you watched me loosening my tie with a scowl. “Someone doesn’t know how to stop interrupting my day, but I see you already know what you need to correct it.” I try not to smirk but stay firm with you. “hand it over.” You bite your lip and give me the crop.

I tap my hand with it as I look over you. “don’t think just because you dress sexy, that will make this any easier on you.” you try not to smirk. “no sir, of course not sir.” I can hear it in your voice, the anticipation, the want. My free hand gives the chain a tug then I tap the top of each thigh with the crop. Then one to the side of your thigh letting you know to get on all fours for me. Bottom raised up and give you the spanking we both needed. Working out any remaining frustrations as you count out each strike. When I stop the sting is deep but easily soothed as you feel me peel down your wet panties and feast on your ass and pussy. My tongue and teeth explored your wet flesh. You wiggle in my strong hands as I devour, then a quick flip to put you on your back as you open your legs to welcome me home.

My clothes shed as you rub playfully, my powerful grip pushes your butterflied legs wider as I drive my thickness into you. Groans as my mouth attacks your tender nipples and neckline as I thrust deeper. I bite the chain and pull back tight as your hips buck under me. I release the chain just long enough to take your mouth with mine, passionate as I slow my stroke in you. Leaning up over you I wrap my hand around your neck. “You knew exactly what you were doing, didn’t you baby?” I squeeze so your answer has to be a nod.

My temporarily slow strokes become brutal slams as the whole bed shakes. Every lunge made you wetter, I knew how you liked it and I growled as I leaned in to nibble on your open mouth. My hand tighter on your neck as you feel me swell in you. Back arching, legs wrapping to hold me inside you as you feel the eruption fill your core. You burst around me, together as my hand releases allowing a moaning gasp to escape. I bury myself deep as your orgasms milk my cock, then I roll us over and curl you in my arms while you kiss my chest. “Better now?” I can feel your smile against my skin as you kiss along my body. “Much better baby, you always know just what I need.” You climb up on top of me and kiss me “I just need you.” Laying your head on my shoulder and relaxing into my embrace. The storms over, peaceful calm now with you.

juicypeachgirl:

When your going to make him beg for every step of it

Feel how it swells in your fists? The pulsing warmth under your control? Deep groans as my hips start to rock against you. I can see how you toy with me, just as I get to the edge of my orgasm you slow down and squeeze. “Fuck baby take it!” I bed as I watch you rub the pre cum along my shaft. You’re killing me with pleasure. “ahhhhhh fuck baby, pull out those perfect tits and let me spill on them!” I growl as you tease. You know I love when you wear my scent on your perfect tits. “Now baby….fuck take it all, anywhere you want it but take it!” I lose my mind as you keep me teetering on the edge of my release. You know exactly how I will eat you when you finish me off. I will make you scream as you cum against my mouth then fuck you in every way…but first….”emmmm damn baby you gotta take it, drain me on those pretty tits………I have cum now baby!”

How long can you tease before your own urges take over, your own needs?

Your son’s best friend seemed to be visiting more often. Even coming over to the house when he had to know he was not there yet. You caught him looking over your body, natural for a young horny boy you presumed. It made you feel good to be looked at that way. You even teased him off and on when you knew your son would not be looking. Several times you could see the heavy bulge in his jeans, attempted tugs on the denim to release the pressure. It was a bit arousing to know he was heated up because of you.

Then last week you heard the boys down in the game room. You went to the basement steps to invite him to stay for dinner when you overheard him say to your son that his mom was a real milf. You blushed as you heard your boy slug him and tell him off. You hollered down about dinner and they went to a whispered conversation. “Um sure” was all you got back followed by frantic whispers “did she hear that?”

That night at dinner he barely looked up from his plate, you knew he was worried about his comment being heard. Your son too was oddly quiet so you tried to ask about school and the ball game to lighten up the room. You got up and brought a few slices of pie to the table. As you set his down you leaned a bit to make sure he glanced at your low cut top. He stammered a bit. “you have delicious pie.” A glare from your son, a smirk on your face. “I’m glad someone appreciates it.” You move to the sink and clean up dishes as you hear another slug and ouch. You fight off the laugh you have and tell him he is always welcome for dinner anytime before walking up to your room.

You were starting to wonder what it would feel like to have him touch you. Your teasing and his reactions were becoming an addiction. You fingered yourself imagining it was him that night and slept peacefully. A few days later a knock at the door, it was him. You had a V neck red tshirt and white shorts on. His eyes went right to your tits, it was obvious you didn’t have a bra on today. “Um…sorry is he home?” You just smiled and invited him inside. “No he has practice, remember?” He apologized and turned back at the door. “It’s ok, it should only be an hour or so, grab a soda and you can hang out in the living room till he gets home.”

He smiled and walked to the kitchen, grabbed a pop and plopped down on the couch. You set down some snacks in front of him, extra slow as he looked down your shirt. He flipped the tab on the soda and it fizzed out everywhere spraying on you. You lean up quickly brushing it off your chest and tshirt. “Oh shit, I mean god so sorr….I….” You set your hand on his leg. “It’s just a little wet, don’t worry about it.” You could see him tense as you touched his leg. He was getting hard and it turned you on. You headed up to your room to get another shirt. Stripping off the wet top and tossing the other in the bathroom sink with some cool water you heard him “sorry there is some on the couch too, what should I use to clean it up….” you walked out into the bedroom topless to find his jaw on the floor. You smiled. “Don’t worry about the couch I will get that later, just needed to find another shirt…..” god the way he looked at you had you wet.
…….um……..you like what you see I take it.” Taking the teasing over the boundaries his eyes glued to your tits. “Shit sorry…” he covered his eyes and turned to rush out of the room. “No its ok, I am sure you have seen boobs before, much better than mine.”

He turned back “No way yours are perfect.” Hard swallowing every comment as he tried to look at your eyes but failed. You squeezed them “Really, figured all the young girls would be better than some old milf.” You said it “God you did hear me, I’m sorry I didn’t mean anything by it…” You walked up to him “Stop, I wasn’t complaining. I like the way you look at me.” He didn’t know what to do or say but you knew what you wanted. You took his hand and pulled him over to the large white chair in the corner and pushed him down. Straddled him and lifted his hand to your breast. “I know you want to feel them, I want you to, just our little secret.” He was hard as steel under you as his hand fumbled over your breast. You ran your hand along the back of his hair and pulled his mouth down. Hips grinding on his lap as he sucked and licked at you. His body jerking a bit under you, you felt him tense, then wetness against your shorts. “It’s ok, I will wash them for you. Leave your mouth on me till he gets home.”

When your son got home he was wearing a pair of his shorts watching tv and you were making dinner. “Dude why are you so early I told you I was going to be late with practice.” He just shrugged and followed him down to the basement. You brought down snacks and he had a grin ear to ear as you wiggled your bottom a bit as you climbed back up the steps. A punch and ouch heard again. “Stop looking at my mom like that, damn.” “Maybe she likes it?” You shouted back, dinner in and hour. Oh you liked it alright.

You craved to be touched, soft was nice but that was for good girls. You needed strong hands. Nothing made you feel more alive than rough mauling hands on your skin. One man was nice, but that was for innocent girls. You needed your whole body taken. Your tender flesh squeezed, slapped, fingered, pinched, bruised. The more hands using your body the better, you came so much harder with their aggressive needs. Probing, scratching, tugging, spreading…your body molded by their hungers till they exhausted themselves. Nothing more satisfying to feel their filthy touches hours after they were gone.

Her eyes shyly darted around at you and I as she served our drinks through the night. A shy smile and eagerness to please easily caught your attentions. Her noticeably tight nipples against her top caught mine. It didn’t take you long to pick her over the dozens of regular sluts in the club that night. You always had a thing for girls with braided hair. Maybe it reminded you of the innocence we all once had, the idea that you could mold her to your every desire. When you asked me for her tonight I stood and kissed your cheek, then approached her as she was stepping away from the side of the bar. Her eyes wide and wondering as I explained we wished her to come home. She looked at you looking at her, warm inviting smile and nod. Back to me she didn’t deny the request but attempted to postpone it. I quickly informed her we were not the type to wait just because of a time clock. “Tell your boss that its an emergency and be at the side of our table in 3 minutes or we will pick another.”

We may or may not of chosen a replacement, but I could feel your need for her tonight so we finished our last drink. Two minutes later you stood beside our table with eyes lowered, ready. I watched you slip out of your seat and caress her cheek. You took her hand and walked to the exit. I followed after paying our bill. By the time I met you at the car you had her on her knees in the gravel with her mouth under your dress. “A little taste of things to cum my love?” Your smirk as you help her into the back seat with you. I heard you instructing her to undress and let her open her legs for you. Playful coaching on how she would tease her own pussy as I drove us home. She did have lovely little moans. As she played you let her know how our encounter would be. That you had claimed her as your own pet and from now on she would call you mistress. It always thickened my cock when you taught your little girls how to behave.

At home you helped her upstairs, teaching her to crawl on all fours behind you obediently. I locked up the house, went to the playroom to gather a few toys for you to use and found you on the bed removing your stockings as she knelt. What a pretty little thing. We both could easily see she was needing this just as much as you were. You let her help you with your dress and as you lay down she crawled back between your legs. Lapping slowly at your juicy flesh, I could hear the pleasure building for both of you. I poured a drink and watched. Such beauty and passion. I could actually feel your first orgasm against her lips deep in my own core. You praised her for her special kiss and returned the favor by placing her on all fours and moving your mouth against her own wet folds. She looked at me for only a moment till her eyes closed and body shook. So easily released against your wicked tongue. I slipped off my coat and undid my shirt, pouring another glass.

You took a glass rod and gave your new girl instructions on how to use it on you. Slow and deep with her soft lips tugging your nipples. She had you bucking at one point and I could feel the little growl building in you. I handed you a little paddle as you sat up, lay her over your lap, and gave your naughty pet a spank. She took it well, even seemed to lift up against your strikes urging you to continue. A beautiful crimson on her backside, the paddle discarded and your kiss gentle on her stinging skin. You stood and picked up a strap on letting her tighten it around you. Then as any good pet, she turned, lifted slightly and waited to feel you inside her. This was not as gentle as the light tongue you treated her too, you fucked her, hard. She whimpered to show you her control, her willingness to be your everything. I finished my drink and undressed. I climbed in the bed beside you both and stroked my stiffening cock. I massaged her tender breasts as she held my eyes with hers. She shook and came for you again.

You motioned for my attentions as you pulled out of her. She watched you ease down on my manhood with your tight little ass, reverse straddle so she could climb over you. Now she settled her sore cunt down on the plastic cock and as I pumped her bottom, she felt you filling her deeper. She clung to you, suckled your heavy breasts and I held your hips where I needed them to be and drilled you harder. I could feel you shaking when you burst, that and the wet flow of your juices running down to my shaft and balls. Maybe it was hers too, I had no clue. I just knew I was close so I let my seed fill your delicious ass. You pulled off of my and out of her. Now you found yourself on all fours savoring my cream off my cock. I gave your pet instructions on how she should clean your rim of any excess cum and she held you as her tongue swirled. I got up to shower, preparing to dress and take her home. Normally by the time I was ready she would be waiting at the door, but it was late and you really had a connection with this one. I came out of the bathroom in a towel to find her curled up in your arms on our bed. Your smile let me know you may of found the one. I climbed in beside you, kissed her forehead as she slept, and then your loving lips as you closed your eyes too. Sleep my beauty with your pretty little pet.

We’re staying in tonight. Hard week of work and although I would love to go out for a few drinks, tonight I need to be inside you. No phones, no movies, nothing but my buried between your legs as you hold on to me. A hungry night of passion into the late hours. Bodies exhausted and wrapped around each other. Deep peaceful sleep until the sun stirs us again, then I’m going to fuck you again, and again until we need to shower just to cool off our flesh. We’re staying in tonight, be ready baby!

sillygamez:

SG

Last weekend they made fun of their guy friends for being idiots playing “Power Hour”. A simple party game turned into a challenge that no man would turn down, but by the end of the night the girls had sealed their fate. Boasting how easy it looked, 1 shot each minute for 60 minutes. Well tonight they get the chance to see who will be the last girl standing……….well sitting. They already had to do this game naked after losing the last drinking wager to the guys. So the glasses were set in front of them, filled and replaced every minute as the music played, cheers from the onlookers, and trash talking with laughter began.

They said they could prove they could drink the boys under the table, they tipped the glasses back minute by minute. Knowing that if at least one of them didn’t make it, they would be sexual toys for the men that night. Everyone knew a few of them didn’t mind being a party favor for anyone with a big cock, but the others were determined to put the boys to shame. After eight shots the first girl stood and stumbled off waiving the white flag. One of the guys slung her over his shoulder and carried her off for some fun. The next two girls dropped at seventeen and twenty-three. Respectable but not even close to the target. Two guys claimed one of the girls and whisked her away to another room as the third girl was pulled on to a couch and made to eat pussy in her dazed state.

These parties always had sex all around the house anyhow so by this point of the night many were fooling around. Down to one who as first glace was holding strong. She moved into the thirties as the crowd got larger. She was teased and groped a bit but she swatted them off and tossed back another and another. Forty minutes in she was starting to fade. Glazed eyes as the first girl to drop came back to urge her on. She was there for a few minutes before someone told her to hold the end of the bar and started to pump into her tight little ass while she watch her friend struggling to finish the game. Into the fifties, so close, the house was wild with sex and drunkenness. She could barely see and the initial masses that cheered her on had thinned out to have their own fun.

Down to the last five shots as a few of the guys started to worry she would make it. They would have to streak the track naked for 5 miles if she pulled it off. They started talking about anything to make her feel sick as she teetered on the stool. The third girl wiped the glaze off her face before kissing her cheek and telling her she knew she could make it. So close, three, two….one. The last glass clanked on the bar as the few left watching cheered. She slumped against the shoulder of her friend with her fist raised in the air in victory. The word was spread around the house that the girls won and that next Friday’s party would start at the track with the guys bare ass and running. They did however swear they would never do this one again.

guardian2-finethings:

bete67:

firstloveisforeverremembered:

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That little shiver after you cum….how I love to watch you play. Every movement of your body as you lose control, so incredibly sexy. Don’t let me stop you, let your touch show me where you want my hands, my mouth, my cock. Nice and slow, let that warmth build deep inside until you burst, then shiver so I can come over there and warm you back up.