Author: Fuckingtales

[MF] An unexpected rendezvous with an ex

I was grabbing coffee a few days ago when I heard my name called. I looked up to the counter, but there was no one holding a cup. I heard a second shout, and that’s when I spotted her. B. My first proper college girlfriend.

Not the first girl I fooled around with, or the first I fucked, but the first one I had those magical days with where you do nothing but. When you spend hour after hour exploring your each others bodies, driving each other wild.

I’d not seen her in about ten years. It didn’t really end well. But here she was, looking as amazing as ever. Petite, just over five foot, but with the most incredible curves – D-cup tits and a firm round ass, with a tiny, waspish waist and the most beautiful blue eyes. We made small talk for a bit, but then I had to rush off for a meeting. It felt like a missed opportunity, but not one I was going to dwell on. Though I did have a few flashbacks to fucking her during the day. Read more »

[MF] Hooking up with a Redditor halfway around the world

This is a new account, but I’ve kicked around the NSFW corners of this sites for quite a while in different names. Along the way I’ve had dozens of dirty dalliances with women I’ve met in various subs. But one stands out.

We connected on Dirty Pen Pals. I can’t remember the prompt exactly, but we were looking for the same thing – rough and filthy word fuckery. We were an instant match, clicking on a deep sexual level. Together we crafted engaging erotic stories and gave each other orgasm after orgasm. Soon swapping stories led to flirting out of character, swapping nudes (she was a perfect, petite Asian college girl about a decade younger than me) and video and voice calls. There was only one problem – she was the other side of the world.

We were both sensible about this. It was a casual way to get our rocks off, no-one owed anyone anything. We got on with our lives but occasionally a message would pop up and we’d dive back in to our online affair. Things went colder as we got busier and we both accepted that. We’d not spoken for a few months when my boss called me into his office. I needed to fly to her city for a deal we were working on. Read more »