[MF] Instagram model swallows me in a movie theater

I met her online, only later finding out she had nearly a million followers. We chatted and she seemed more than eager to meet up, so I suggested a movie and we met the following day.

Since I’m not going to tell you exactly *who* she is, I’ll tell you what her aesthetic is. She’s small, nearly a foot shorter than me (6’1) and fit, which somehow ended up giving her extremely petite frame a generous ass and B cups. In short, she epitomized the “babygirl”, and I could tell a mile off that she’d love to call me Daddy, not something I’d done until then, but if there’s going to be a first, why not?

We met for some thriller and went into AMC, I paid for her and grabbed her hand without asking, bringing us to the back row. We didn’t really talk much, but there was a nervous energy between us that informs as much as words would be able to. We both liked what we saw, me in some simple pants and a button up (the bar is really on the floor fellas) and her in a skirt I told her I liked, her hair in pigtails and wearing a t-shirt that had “daddy” emblazoned across the front, her nipples poking their way through the lettering. Subtle I know, but what do you want? We were just horny teenagers (of legal age).

Seducing an older woman [MF]

This took place a couple years ago. Let me know if you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed reliving it!

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Kate was an older woman, someone I’d met on my way out of a Q&A with a celebrity we both liked. It was a sweaty NYC summer day, that blissfully unappreciated freedom of the pre-end times, and she was behind me in line. She was nearly thirty, a former athlete and current industry professional and the face of a company with an enormous valuation, and dressed like it. Even her ‘day off’ styling was perfect, round white shades with pointed ends drawing the eye to her matching smile. When she joined the line I was leaning against the railing, dressed *fine*, but nowhere near her level. Nevertheless, she gave me a smile as she removed her shades. I smiled at Kate, but we didn’t speak. She had headphones in and I didn’t want to be a bother.

We went to our seats and, in the jumble, were seated with two people between. She asked a question, and when we all filed out I could see her dawdling at the bottom of the steps and sped up.

[M]y college age [F]WB got married, but said I could still crash at hers

Elena was more than a foot shorter than me and extremely petite, I’m 6’1. She was tiny, and loved to get on her knees and wrap her hands around my cock, which, already larger than average, looked gigantic with her elfin features wrapped around.

I’d go to the city often and use her on the weekends as a place to crash, the sex was just gravy, and Elena loved to tease. She’d text me while I was on the train till we saw each other about how much she needed Daddy’s cock, loving to play the role of a good little slut, and would beg me to wear sweatpants so she’d know it would be risky for me to get hard in public.

But one day Elena texted me that she’d gotten married. I hadn’t realized she was in a relationship, and apparently she hadn’t been, but a guy that loved her needed a green card and she was too nice to say no. Not like they had any assets, and she likes belonging to people. She ended our FWB arrangement but said I was still welcome to stay with her as a friend.

Cheating [F] slut asks [M]e to use her roughly after finding me on RPAN

This is a bit different from my last story. While mutual pleasure is important, for me this experience was all about the dynamic, which was callous and beautiful, but not particularly nurturing or attentive.

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When quarantine began I was in a totally different city and bored out of my mind. I began streaming myself playing chess on RPAN, and had about 15 people who would watch me daily, while others would filter through. I had very little going on in my life and was basically waiting (and hoping) for college to start again so I could be in New York, so I started each day with a 7am stream and, aside from small workouts, walks, and grocery shopping, would stream ALL day. There was one viewer who would almost always be there, and started calling me “chess dad” on stream. At one point I mentioned I was in Florida and she said she was too. I thought that was interesting but nothing more, and the stream ended.

A PM pops up, essentially saying, “hey, I swear I’m not some sweaty old man, my photo is real. I’m in Florida, and here’s my instagram! Let me know.”

[M]e and my roommate [F] entertain ourselves

Another quarantine story, I know! But after reading some stories I finally felt ready to start sharing, start writing again. Since it seems trendy, look for the asterisks if you want to skip to the sex!

We’re both in college near New York, and moved back in together about two months ago. We always got along, I’d helped her make some better decisions when it came to the men and women in her life, and she’d taught me about some red flags in women to avoid, especially for a one night stand. Besides some drunken fooling, nothing had happened between us and we were both smart enough to keep any errant feelings from screwing up something incredible – having a great roommate! Seriously, we both clean, are happy to introduce one another to our friends, and our sleep schedules align perfectly. She gets up a little earlier than me, but that’s all.

I’m a tall, lean (but not muscled) guy, and she’s about five foot two, slim. We were getting drunk while in our state-ordered two week self-quarantine, and around eleven she takes another shot, declares she’s tired, and heads to bed. At midnight she reemerges to find me going in and out of sleep on the couch, my show long ended. I guess she thought I was awake because she began speaking to me immediately, but I only caught enough to nod along.