Author: Individual_Ride79

My First Nightclub [18F] [FFM] (Part 2 of 2)

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The music was heavy with bass and dark beats. I was more turned on than I ever had been in my entire life with both of their hands on me. I’d only ever had sex with my ex-boyfriend, though it got kinky a few times, and a rebound with one of his teammates, which was really hot. But, I had never imagined doing something quite like this. Being so intimate with a woman was shocking to my body, but it quickly took to the sensations. My body had more than an idea of what it wanted right then, and I knew I was not letting that feeling go until there was cum running down my thighs.

“Wait, what about Sayesha and Jess, they’re goin-” I had started to say they would wonder where we’d gone and might worry, but just then I looked over at them. Sayesha and Jessica were locked in a rather passionate dance. I could see them in the flashes of light, their hands roaming both over and under clothes, and a man was grinding behind each of them. They looked rather occupied themselves, and it quickly stole away any worry I might have had. “Never mind.” Read more »

My First Nightclub [18F] [FFM] (Part 1 of 2)

I was eighteen and I had just graduated high school. I could do whatever I wanted. That was what I thought. I was free. Finally, after being under the thumb of “adults” and the tight belt of rules and regulations. I was done with all that, I thought, of any sort. I would do anything and everything I wanted now. But, I didn’t exactly know what I was inviting in when I took on that mindset, especially when it would be combined with my girls on that particular night.

At the corner store on a perfectly warm summer weekend evening, I met up with my best friend who lived nearby, Jessica. Neither of us had a car yet, but in the city it didn’t really matter. Public transportation was like second nature, stepping on the subway, riding the rails, zigzagging through the deep mazes of the underground. Once you got past the smells and the very strange types of people to wander through the cars, it was great. In many ways, it symbolized my freedom. Read more »

Dirty Zoom Call Diaries [F/M] [Exhibitionism] Justin (Part 2)

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That morning I had a video call with Justin, a man somewhere in his forties who handled the head of operations for a company that I had dealings with. I’d met with him initially about a month ago, and since then in a couple of group calls. I’d heard him briefly mention an ex-wife on the previous call, and he seemed friendly enough. We had some future business, but nothing lasting or in the foreseeable future after, and I thought it was the perfect opportunity.

I had immediately been struck by him. He was the magnetic type. Good looking, but it was more about his demeanor. He was intelligent, stated points clearly and decisively, as an alpha in conversations. Many of the men I deal with can be, and that added a level of challenge to this that made me so hot.

This would be our first one-on-one call together, and I devised a plan. A way to dip my toes into my new exhibitionist naughtiness. I had the meeting started, was already on the line, on mute, with my camera turned off, like the start of a play, setting up the performance I was about to give. I was wearing a v-neck red blouse that fell at the hips, and nothing else but my red lace thong underwear. The camera wouldn’t be able to tell though, not unless it tipped down and showed. Read more »

Dirty Zoom Call Diaries [F] Prologue (Part 1)

I’ve always been a lurker, maybe even a little bit of a stalker if the man was extremely hot or struck that certain chord. And I knew I was definitely a voyeur. But was I an exhibitionist? Maybe I was. I’m not sure what first triggered the thoughts, then leading to the actions. All I know is that I had become so unbelievably horny that I was driven to the madness.

I’ve always been seen as the “good girl” type, growing up with all the right steps along the way, studying hard, blossoming into the kind of woman that achieves goals, always says “please” and “thank you” at each occasion, wears one pieces versus bikinis, rarely swears or raises her voice. And, in many ways, I am that woman. But also, I’m not. Because I do raise my voice and shout expletives, under the right circumstances. And I’m not always always so good. In fact, I have some very dirty secrets. Ones that would make many eyebrows raise. Like, I get off on watching men. Read more »

Can I Call You Daddy? [21F/42M] Step-Father Seduction (Part 3)

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He pushed inside her. Slowly at first, as her hands gripped and grasped at the muscles on his arms. He leaned over her spread position pushing in more. It made her moan, feeling the tip of him breaching further inside. It did hurt just a little, as he spread her tight walls in every slip forward, but also more amazing than she had ever felt before, and she moaned a little louder with it.

His own groan had accompanied, and they both held close when he was what seemed like fully inside. When she looked down, however, she could see he still had inches to go. She looked up to his eyes and found him drinking her in again. His mouth descending to the tops of her breasts, he kissed and nudged against them lightly.

“You’re so tight, so hot, you feel so good,” his words slipped between the breaths he took in between kisses. “Are you ready for more?” He asked, lifting his mouth to hers then, and leaning in with a long, slow and deep kiss that makes her grip him tighter. Read more »

Can I Call You Daddy? [21F/42M] Step-Father Seduction (Part 2)

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His cock was so perfect, she almost didn’t believe it was real. At least 8 inches from her estimate, veiny and so thick in her hand she couldn’t fully reach around. She’d stared at it for a good long minute when his shorts had been removed and her bra unclasped, straps slowly falling down her shoulders in the wake and then her pause. She swallowed before looking back up to him, feeling intimidated upon seeing it fully harden in her hand. She’d never been with a man that big before, or his age before, likely quite as experienced as him.

She took in a long breath and steeled herself, knowing she was damn good at giving head to her ex-boyfriend who was a more-than-healthy 6 inches, even if thinner, and she was confident she would be able to please him too. She started to scoot from the seat to get on her knees when he stopped her with his hand under her chin. He lifted her back up towards him and held her eyes, now full of lust so thick it clouded all else she could see and drew her into the storm. Read more »

Can I Call You Daddy? [21F/42M] Step-Father Seduction (Part 1)

The country road was dark with not a street lamp in sight. A quick look at her phone told her it was just past 1AM. The light helped to illuminate her path, so she kept it on. She’d just spent the night out with her girlfriends, and they’d dropped her off down the street from her home since everything easily woke up everything else in the rural silence.

She had just come back from college to stay with her mom and her new “step-father”, which was kind of a joke. She hadn’t even known about him until her mother called her just a few days before returning home. “I finally met the one, Carly!” She’d said it as if she should be happy for her, as if she were expecting some kind of congratulations. But all Carly could do was think about how long this one would actually last, despite the quickie marriage.

She tried to stay quiet as she opened up the back door of the home, a loud creak still coming through despite her slow efforts. Once the door was closed, she turned to start tiptoeing her way through the kitchen and into the living room to the stairs and to her room. The floorboards in this old house were not helpful in her efforts to remain stealthy. Read more »