Sex is always hotter when you might get caught. Whether the threat is real or not, sex with an off-limits lover puts you in a heightened state of arousal. Oh, who are we kidding; it's just plain hot.
Whether it's a secret affair or a consensual threesome, taboo sex is exciting. While we at Fleshbot condone nothing and withhold all judgment (Dude, come on, there's a reason your firewall blocks this site, and that reason probably rhymes with corn), one thing's for sure: Forbidden sex makes for great one-handed reading.
Summer's almost over. There are people getting it on in cars and hotels. Threesomes being plotted in bars. All manner of sneaky fucks. Make your way to the booth in an inconspicuous corner. Madeline's saved you a spot.
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She takes her familiar position, squatting over my horizontal body, but this time she's facing away from me. The way she takes just the tip of me in, not allowing me to thrust higher inside of her, its enough to send a man into a frenzy.
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We were sitting next to each other, it was hot, dry, dusty, there were people around, planes overhead, a train in the distance. Steve leans over and kisses me. And kisses me. And kisses me. And I kissed back. My hand on the back of his neck felt his warm skin, and it was if I was floating. IT WAS OK. I WAS GOING TO BE OK. WE WERE GOING TO BE OKAY. His hand wandered up my skirt...just enough for me to know that he needed to feel me. That I needed to feel him.
—Where Do You Want to Put That?
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He grabbed my wrists and kissed me hard, there, against the window. My dress was lifted over my head, and he leered at my carefully chosen lingerie. I began to pull at his clothes, too. Once we were both naked and breathing quickly, he sat back on the armchair in the corner of the room, and pulled me onto him. He was hard and ready for me. I used my hand to guide myself onto him, biting my lip and sighing as I sank down on him as slowly as I could bear. Then he did something that few men have the willpower to do… he let me fuck him, without taking control, without setting the rhythm. I relished the power, moving up and down on him, in circles, back and forth, always slowly, always with full pressure between our bodies, using gravity to arouse myself on him. It took me little time to reach my first climax, with my mouth sealed on his, my cries muffled.
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The night is coming to an end and her boyfriend comes into the store. It isn't the boyfriend from before, it is a new guy. I know the guy and he knows me. He's spanked my ass as he drilled my cunt. He's yelled out my name as he had an orgasm. He recognized me right away but declined to say he knew me when his new girl introduced me. I broke it off with him, he was getting too attached. I can hope he thought of me as he fucked her that night.
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After a few moments of collecting himself, he manages a reach into my shorts to feel how wet I am for him. He pulls his fingers out to lick them (by the way, this *really* turns me on) and then I move up to kiss him. There is nothing sexier than tasting yourself on your lover. Even better when you can taste both of you mixed together.
Nothing. Sexier.
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Will I whisper in her husband's ear, in the noisy bar, "Does your wife want to kiss me?"
Will I ask her husband, before I check for myself, "Is your wife wearing any panties?"
While her husband watches guard, I will sneak my hand up under her skirt and tease her clit while we're surrounded by people.
While her husband kisses her neck, I will kiss her lips.
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