Author: Felicity

Clothed
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A day date was planned—a little fun at the golf course and dinner in the clubhouse. I was wearing a tiny little golfer’s skirt with pink panties underneath and a sweater that didn’t hide my tits. You were wearing khaki slacks and a polo shirt. Fully clothed as sophisticated golfers.

After a few holes, watching your body as you whacked the ball was starting to turn me on. Your strong arms and the focus on your face. Mmm, it just had me itching to touch myself. When you looked back at me, I knew you could tell I was horny.

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I came home a bit earlier than normal and assumed the house was empty. I love coming home to an empty house! That means I can masturbate and watch porn at full volume. No hiding for this naughty step mommy, except as I made my way through the house, a trail of dirty clothes lead me to my stepson’s room.

I swear the damn boy never puts his clothing in the hamper! Dirty socks at the door, his tee in the kitchen, and his jeans on the floor of his bedroom. I’m not too fond of a dirty house, so I followed the trail, cleaning up after the dirty boy. When I got to his room, I heard the shower running.

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Cogar Felicity is on the prowl, Naked on her hands and knees.

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Everyone in our sweet southern town already knows I cheat on my husband. Women often joke that when I come around, it’s time to lock up their husbands. Jokes on them, though, because I’m sick of married men. I’ve had my fun with them, but I’m tired of older men in general.

The young sluts can listen to the grip about knee pain and backaches. This cougar is on the prowl for fresh new sex meat. The women in town better start locking up their sons because that’s who I’m coming for now.

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Crawl to me, slave. From behind, that’s a good boy. Feel my supple thighs, caress my nylon thigh highs and press your face against my smooth ass cheeks. Press your nose to the triangle back of my thong and let me feel you worship my ass.

I’m your GODDESS. My pleasure is your pleasure, and you will please me. I’ll wiggle my cheeks back against your masked face. You can’t even feel how sweet my ass feels against your face, but you know it’s perfection.

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Bath

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Bath time is such a special time for Mama. After a long day, I’ve filled the tub with warm water and luxurious bubbles. Before stripping down, I dim the harsh lighting in the bathroom and light a few candles. There warm scent already filling me with a calm relaxation that I’ve been longing for all day.

Now naked. First, I dip a toe into the water. The heat travels up my skin and lures me deeper. I sink in under the water and lay my head against the bath pillow. Nothing could be sweeter. My eyes close, and I exhale the day’s stresses. Perfect me time begins. Except with my next breath, a huge splash covers my face, and I hear the happy squeal of my son as he cannonballs into the now too small tub.

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Not all cocks are created equally. Some of you sorry saps drew the short end of the stick when it comes to the dick in your pants. Those little one to two inches are always in the mood for a nicely hung dick, but I’m in the mood to watch some little dicked losers get destroyed by BIG BLACK COCKS.

Now I have your attention, don’t I? It’s probably always been a secret fantasy of yours, but you are too pussy to just come out and say it. You want a big black cock. You think about it every second of the day, and you ache for it to stretch open your sissy pussy. I know you do.

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Small Penis

The other day, a small but buff man was working out wearing those sexy grey sweats men like to wear at the gym. You know the ones I’m talking about, I’m sure. They are so simply and yet so damn sexy they make a woman weak in the knees. The bulge in his pants was incredibly noticeable, and I was starting to get super cock thirsty! I moved over to the side of the gym where he was lifting weights and began flirting.

It was odd to me that such a buff, sexy man with an obviously big dick was so shy, but that didn’t stop me from wiping the sweat from his thick biceps and offering a little more than a wipe down if he’d join me in the locker room. He looked anxious but excited when he agreed.

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Do you think I’m beautiful and sweet? I am, but there’s so much more to me than my long legs and pretty face. I bet you’re itching to see more of me. I’m sure you more than likely even wish you could fuck me. Don’t you see this ring on my left hand? I’m a married woman, you perv!

However, my husband is a forgiving man. All it takes is a flutter of my luscious lashes, and he forgives away my transgression. And besides, he’ll only get upset if we’re caught.

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An old song came on the radio while I was cleaning up the kitchen, and it got me thinking. I do want a man with a slow hand. These days everything is rush, rush, rush! Two-day shipping because no one can stand to wait on anything.

Girls meet a guy, and that same night she’ll be sucking his dick off. Hell, sometimes a fast girl can’t even wait till they leave the bar, and she’ll be bent over for him in the public restroom fifteen minutes after he buys her that first drink. I miss the old way of doing things. I want a man to woo me into submission. A man who’ll spend some time getting to know what touches I really yearn for.

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potty

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I watched as he shifted his weight from one foot to another. His hands both cupped his crotch and my maternal instincts kicked in before realizing what I was doing. My hand touched his shoulder as I asked: “Do you have to potty?”

The nineteen-year-old boy looked into my eyes with a look of shock and maybe horror. He’d stopped dancing for the moment, but his hand still grasped at his goods. “I don’t know where a bathroom is!” He sounded panicked as he looked all around us.

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