Waking Them up [MFF]

I love to sleep in a pile. Me, my fiance, and our third all wrapped up together, only in our underwear. It had been a good night of partying.

The girls were on my left, not sure in what order, and completely unconscious, but I only half dreamed. Dreamed of being stroked by my fiance onto our third’s chest, long strokes while my balls were perfectly fondled, and just covering her chin and tits until my fiance leaned over and licked the droplet of cum hanging from my tip-

At which point I woke up to someone’s ass nuzzling against me. I let them adjust for a minute, enjoying the sensations, their soft skin on mine, as the dream faded.

They were both OUT COLD, but the longer I lay there the more sure I was of my need to cum (as if I wouldn’t do the same thing if it were a mere desire). So I pulled out my phone and began to look through our photos, videos, stories I’d written, just squeezing myself. My breathing deepens as I hear them both sleeping, at times stirring, mumbling, but I pet them, reassure them with my free hand until they fell back asleep, and in my half-awake state pull them closer.

[MFF] Nocturnal Need, and Love

Our third’s body pressed against mine once too many a time in the night.

The bed is large and the room is dark, but morning light is starting to peek through.

“Should we- oh- wake her up?”

Ignoring Elena’s question, I just continue to play with her from behind, my fingers pulling her apart and to me and causing her to coo into my chest. She tries to ask again, unsure what our boundaries are, but interrupts herself with a groan as my second finger slips in, her ass pushing back on my knuckles as my long pointer and middle finger’s pads drag within her, my thumb using her wetness to swirl round her thick pussy lips. Elena reaches down to try and stroke me but I’m not too interested, and soon am sitting on the back of her thighs, my tip teasing her pussy as I tasted her on my fingers.

“Good. Pull yourself apart for me, doll.”

She does, reaching back and spreading her cheeks, needy to feel all of me.

Our Slave [MFF]

I forced my wet thumb in my slave’s ass as I threw my hips forward, Maria’s hands obediently holding her cheeks apart for me, her moans inviting me to keep using her exactly as I wanted. I’d already cum in her once, we’d spent the afternoon laying around and I’d used her a few times, but as she started to cum I began pounding Maria into the couch ruthlessly, watching her tits flatten under her as I forced her down with every thrust, her cunt desperately trying to drain me. I heard keys jangling down the hall.

I grabbed her by the neck and growled in her ear, “Cum for me you little slut. Who owns these holes?”

“You do, Master.” She choked out, my hand constricting, her tits swaying. “They’re yours. Please don’t stop Master- Please- cum in me.”

I bit her neck, scraping her from neck to ear. “You think you deserve my cum again, bitch?” She was coming down now, her head hanging over the hand which held her throat tight, but I didn’t let up on her pussy, torturing her oversensitive holes cruelly as I mocked her. “You think you’re anything but my fuckdoll? A toy for when I’m bored? I’m just using your cunt to keep me hard, but you’re so wet it’s almost useless.” I felt her pussy tighten up as I humiliated her. The key’s jangling grew nearer.

Woken up without a word [MF]

I hadn’t yet begun to cross over from sleep when two hands pushed me on my side, facing me against the wall on one side of the bed as I was spooned from behind. We cuddled like that for a while, and I slipped back into a deep sleep. Behind my back, my girlfriend silently drove herself mad, imagining scene after scene, image after image, her nose pressed to my neck, inhaling my scent as she ground herself against me, at first slightly, but more and more insistently. We had talked about sleep-sex before, but unless it’s baked in, making the move can (understandably) make one nervous.

Behind me she touched herself, her right hand teasing herself as she bit her lip, refusing to wake me up with a moan already, but unsure what to do. A craving which made her gush onto her own fingers pushed her forward, her clit moving in small circles as she silently tortured herself. *I need it*, she thought, *I don’t care, I don’t care he’s asleep – I need it. Now.*

A Midwestern Morning’s Daydream [MFF]

Waking up is never easy, but laying on my side I heard my girlfriend, E, who was spooning me, snuggle closer as she whispered to our third.

“It’s okay.” E said, their hand finding my dick easily, as we all slept naked. E’s breath was on my neck as she stroked me hard, having my pet lick her hand so E’s hand could more easily glide around me. I was still mostly asleep, but heard E mumble to her, “use your mouth” before a warmth, which had obviously been waiting inches away, enveloped my cock, nose softly breathing into my hair. I briefly fell back asleep but still moaned.
At my moan, both became more impassioned, though neither made a sound, as if trying to sneak my cum from me. E whispered “switch” and the mouth went to my balls, the hand only stopping to collect spit.

As the pace picked up I awoke to exactly that: laying on my side, left arm under my pillow as large eyes stared up at me, their mouth desperately licking and softly sucking my balls, licking the base, and the line between each nut, all while my girl pressed herself closer to me, her right hand confidently playing with me, stroking my cock away from her as if she were me.
Though E was behind me, she responded first to my waking. “Good morning, daddy”, her pace slackening, “We couldn’t wait, and you said-”

A good friend of the relationship [MFF]

I looked down at two pink-plaid skirts and two heads of blonde hair which ringed four blue eyes, my girlfriend and her slightly shorter friend kissing in our bed. They were both tall, though I’m taller, and my mind played back the first time I’d thought of the scene before me, when, as they met at the bar and held each other by the elbows after hugging, both simultaneously looked to the side, straight at me. Absolutely gorgeous, smart, and fit, they’re both 21, I’m a bit older. They knew what they were doing then as they did now, but having been already exhausted that night I was insanely horny but not yet hard, wearing only boxers.

Both made space for me so I lay between, two legs bent over mine as they kissed my jaw and chest, my boxers vanishing rapidly so our nude bodies could feel every inch of each other, the jumble of limbs already pleasurable, their soft skin covering mine. I could feel each’s collar rub against me, my girlfriend’s black with a ring, while Vicky’s was pink and slightly thinner. My girlfriend Eli was first to take my rapidly-hardening dick, loving how I grow in their mouth, while Vicky rubbed her body against mine as we kissed, my hand wandering from her throat to play with her pussy.
I moaned into her mouth when Eli deepthroated me, then gathered some lube from my cock and reached under her skirt, pulling her closer and higher as my fingers teased entry.

Sicilian Seduction [MF]

I’ve been spending some time in Italy, got my own place, visiting old family friends in a small town. Everyday I wake up and walk to the town square, have some coffee and a bite before going for a swim. Today I get up a little late, having drunk a bit more than usual the night before, and for once there are people already laid out on my favorite slabs of stone. Except for one man with his girlfriend, I’m the only guy there (though gender isn’t dreadfully important to me. Can anyone without raging insecurities look in the mirror and say ‘I am a MAN’ without feeling silly?). Maybe a dozen women sunbathing, no one actually swimming.
I go to a higher rock than usual and stretch out, only realizing during downward dog that one of the girls on my right is not laying down anymore, but resting on her hands, and while we both wore sunglasses the angles of our face made it clear she’d been busted staring at me. She quickly looks away.
“Ciao” I say, stopping my stretch and sitting on the edge of my rock, legs dangling over hers.
“Ciao”, she smiles, “come va?”
“Sorry- I’ve just gotten here, not sure what that means.”
“Ah!” At my English her friends all perked up, all maybe 2-4 years younger than me. She had the strongest English of the lot, though charmingly unsure of herself, “We from this place. And where are… you from?”

A Less Than Innocent Couchsurfer [MF]

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Living in the city is great for lots of reasons. Creative people, diversity and with that comes good food, generally less judgement- but there’s always a friend, or a friend of a friend, that needs a place to crash THAT NIGHT. Usually you ignore the instagram or snapchat story, but one night my friend texted me:

“Hey man, could Steph crash on your couch?”

“Who?”

“From the house party last year, remember? here’s her ig:”

I checked her profile and remembered how nice she’d been, as well as the fact that she had a boyfriend, but had nothing better to do than a favor and acquiesced. She was only a few blocks away.

“Hey Stephanie come on in.”

“Thanks!”

“You look like hell-” then my brain caught up with my mouth to say, “I mean, you’re good looking, but if you want a shower you can take one.”

We made our way into my little apartment and quickly decided, since it was the pandemic and we were bored, that after her shower we’d do some drinking. In no time at all her 5’2ish frame was confessing everything from things she’d stolen as a kid to sexual misadventures, and even though I was developing neck pain talking to her I was soused myself.

Sex and Anger – an eye opening experience [MF]

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Just yesterday I had an experience which has changed me, and probably not for the better.

Sitting outside a Brooklyn cafe, I was being driven crazy by the hordes of extremely different, incredibly beautiful women around me. Not wanting to be a sidewalk sleaze, I turned to tinder and found a 5’5 blonde with nice legs, she was a couple of years older but that’s never mattered to me. We hit it off, each of us complaining about nothing meaningful, and she started to tell me how toxic she had been in the past, and then how much she hated being at the bar with her roommate, who was there to finally meet some guy and dragged her along. She was insulting him and her taste in men,
and at one point I just called her a bitch.

She didn’t respond for awhile, until:
“Yeah? Well we’re in the uber now. I told him he was boring and got her to leave. Spoiled both their nights. It’s my world and everyone’s living in it <3”

On the same page [MFF] [CuckQueen]

We’d been dating for a while now. Once we’d gotten the feel of one another we had fantastic, enthusiastic sex, but today she’d asked me a question I was nervous to answer.

She’d asked to see what I was into, *really* into, not just the spanking and ‘standard kinks’ we shared, so I showed her – but as she saw more she made fewer comments, until I was just rambling awkwardly, mumbling about power and how much I enjoyed giving and receiving it, and how, together, I thought, just maybe, we could enjoy-

“Shut up.”

“What?”

“Just-” she swung her leg over me and sat in my lap to face me, and pushed me onto my back gently but firmly as we kissed. We were already mostly nude so when she began to grind her pussy along my boxers she could feel I wasn’t hard. She reached back to check and gave me a quizzical look –

“You caught me off guard, I was nerv-***hmff***”, She had ignored me and sat on my face, knowing how much I love the feeling. My remaining doubts were solved as I felt how soaked she was, and so calmed down, taking my time in biting her inner thigh, licking and snapping at her skin until her groans of frustration accompanied the insistence with which she pushed her ass into my face.