Author: JamesSmith1096

[MF] I recorded a video of my FWB and I having sex

A friend and I became friends with benefits for a little bit before she moved away. After I spent some time working in another city for a month, I flew to meet her halfway through her drive to her new city. We had been sexting and playing with each other over live video. As much fun as that was, we both were beyond excited to have our hands on each other again.

After picking me up from the airport, she drove us to our next stop a few states over. Along the way, I slid my fingers underneath her shorts and kept her soaked for most of the drive. (My fingers are a bit long and I play guitar, two factors that probably work to my advantage in this department.) I had her bucking her hips and moaning for miles. Read more »

[MF] I licked my girlfriend’s pussy while she was on the phone with her mom

So my girlfriend at the time had a bad relationship with her parents. We’ll call my girlfriend “Anna,” like the Beatles song because I’ve been listening to them recently. They didn’t get along well for a variety of reasons. One day, me and Anna were over at their house in Anna’s old room while her parents were away. We had gotten on the bed and were making out. I was on top of her exploring with my hands, squeezing her big tits and pinching her nipples through her shirt and bra. Her nipples were super sensitive and I couldn’t get enough of her tits, so we were well matched there.

Anyway, her mother called and interrupted our fun. I could tell Anna was annoyed. She had a very high sex drive, and when she wanted sex, she *needed* it. While they were talking, I unbuttoned her pants and pulled them off of her. That made her grin. I kissed her thighs all the way up to the line of her panties, teasing her, and then I touched her through the fabric with my fingers, pressing against her clit. I looked up and saw her roll her eyes from the sensation. I hooked my fingers underneath her panties and pulled them to the side. Read more »

[MF] Sinful Shoppers

Charlie had been caught. The pretty brunette walking ahead of him down the aisle smirked. He didn’t know how long she had been looking over her shoulder, watching him stare as she strutted along, her tight skirt suggestively hugging each cheek as they alternated rising and falling with each step. He stopped walking and stood in the middle of the aisle in embarrassment, but she didn’t make a scene. She faced forward again, playfully tossing her ponytail.

Did she like it? Charlie wondered if he had offended her. But he could swear her strides grew more deliberate, exaggerating the rhythms of her hips. She stopped and looked both ways down the aisle. Charlie imitated her, seeing no one, just the two of them, though the occasional shopper passed the open ends of the aisle. The woman in the dress touched a bag of chips. They fell to the floor. She leaned forward, bending over much farther than she needed to, arching her back dramatically.

Charlie swallowed hard. He watched her dress, which wasn’t long to begin with, climb. The line of it pulled up along the curves of her ass. She wore nothing underneath. Slowly, she straightened, her eyes making contact with his and boldly holding his gaze. She resumed her normal pace and walked ahead, straightening her dress, turning at the aisle’s end and disappearing. Read more »

[MF] Sinful Shoppers

Charlie had been caught. The pretty brunette walking ahead of him down the aisle smirked. He didn’t know how long she had been looking over her shoulder, watching him stare as she strutted along, her tight skirt suggestively hugging each cheek as they alternated rising and falling with each step. He stopped walking and stood in the middle of the aisle in embarrassment, but she didn’t make a scene. She faced forward again, playfully tossing her ponytail.

Did she like it? Charlie wondered if he had offended her. But he could swear her strides grew more deliberate, exaggerating the rhythms of her hips. She stopped and looked both ways down the aisle. Charlie imitated her, seeing no one, just the two of them, though the occasional shopper passed the open ends of the aisle. The woman in the dress touched a bag of chips. They fell to the floor. She leaned forward, bending over much farther than she needed to, arching her back dramatically.

Charlie swallowed hard. He watched her dress, which wasn’t long to begin with, climb. The line of it pulled up along the curves of her ass. She wore nothing underneath. Slowly, she straightened, her eyes making contact with his and boldly holding his gaze. She resumed her normal pace and walked ahead, straightening her dress, turning at the aisle’s end and disappearing. Read more »

[MF] Home for the Holidays

For context, this was years ago with an ex. I told a new friend this story recently and she encouraged me to write it up and post it. So, here goes:

My girlfriend at the time lived in another state. I was away for school and we hadn’t seen each other in a few months. She had an extremely high libido, but she never felt very comfortable sending pics or playing on camera. So, coming home for the holidays was a big deal for us. We sexted almost constantly, bombarding each other with messages about how hungry we were for one another and how much we loved each other.

I flew home at the end of the fall semester and she picked me up from the airport. We kissed and said our hellos. I always forgot how wonderful she tasted. These little reminders made me so happy to be with her. She drove us to her apartment just a few minutes away. Read more »

[MF] Home for the Holidays: Seeing Her for the First Time in Months

For context, this was years ago with an ex. I told a new friend this story today and she encouraged me to write it up and post it. So, here goes:

My girlfriend at the time lived in another state. I was away for school and we hadn’t seen each other in a few months. She had an extremely high libido, but she never felt very comfortable sending pics or playing on camera. So, coming home for the holidays was a big deal for us. We sexted almost constantly, bombarding each other with messages about how hungry we were for one another and how much we loved each other.

I flew home at the end of the fall semester and she picked me up from the airport. We kissed and said our hellos. I always forgot how wonderful she tasted. These little reminders made me so happy to be with her. She drove us to her apartment just a few minutes away. Read more »

[MF] Conferring After Class

Hi there! Thanks for clicking my post. I wrote this for a chat buddy. If you enjoy, I’d love to hear about it! I especially love hearing from women who got something out of it or who want to talk about if different genders approach this kind of literature differently.

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“Are you still with us, professor?” whispered a voice.

Roger snapped out of it. “What?” He looked around. Most of his students stared at their desks, bored, minds elsewhere, too lazy or too disinterested to care about today’s lecture. He had done it again, gotten lost in thought after making eye contact with her, with Alex, the gorgeous student in the front row. The way she had looked at him brought back a flood of memories, a quiet night in an empty bar, an electric walk to the car, a frantic drive to his apartment…

Roger glanced at the source of the voice, a young woman named Hannah. She was one of those students who applied themself to the material, bringing questions and observations to every class. Her brow knitted in concern. But, no one else seemed to have noticed his lapse in focus. He nodded and reassured her with a smile. Read more »

[MF] Eager to be pleased.

This is a bit of a continuation of my last post. Hope anyone who reads enjoys!

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Dr. Adrian Murphy couldn’t believe his luck. On his first trip out-of-town since the pandemic started, he was heading to a strange woman’s home. Alessandra, that was her name. It took him a moment to recall it. The drinks had made his head foggy. Too many cocktails; It didn’t take more than a couple after losing all his tolerance for alcohol. He thought, “Two too many,” and chuckled.

“What?” said Alessandra with a grin. Her eyes shone as the car passed a light. Murphy’s apartment was so close to downtown that he need only walk to and from the local hotspots. But she had invited him over before he mentioned it, and the idea of visiting her home gave him a thrill. Alessandra’s house wasn’t far, yet walking seemed a poor choice given their mutual condition.

“Nothing, just a silly thought,” he said. “What is that you do? I’ve forgotten.”

She smiled again. A radiant smile, and a familiar one though he couldn’t place any connection. He had never visited Tennessee before. Read more »

[MF] Underneath an Undergraduate

Francesca Costa leaned against the restaurant’s cold brick wall and sulked, phone in hand.

“Hello? Did you hear me?” she heard the faint, tinny voice say.

She lifted the phone to her ear again. “Okay, maybe another time?” she asked.

The voice made her excuses, tonight wasn’t good, too much homework to do this week, finals were coming up, you understand, and so on.

“Alright,” said Francesca, “well, send me a text if you’re free sometime and we can try again. If you want.” As she said it, she realized she was being dishonest. Even if her date did invite her out again, Francesca probably wouldn’t respond.

The two exchanged pleasantries, said good night, and Francesca shoved her phone back into her crowded red handbag. She felt tears threatening to stain her cheeks and wiped them away before they had the chance; she didn’t want to cry over a girl from class that she hardly knew. Maybe she would have an easier time with one of the boys?

A car lazily rolled past, the couple inside chatting away happily. Francesca could see the exhaust coming out of the muffler and realized how cold the night had grown. She pulled her jacket tighter and began a hasty walk back to her campus dormitory. Read more »

[MF] Tender Moonlight

Hello there! This is the third in a series of loosely connected scenes featuring Kyle, a young and hung front desk worker, and Mikaela, his lusty boss. Enjoy!

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Kyle lay in bed, blue silk sheets softly hugging his frame. His muscles ached and his skin still felt especially cool after a steamy shower with Mikaela. His cock ached too, a low, constant sensation that brought pleasant memories of the day to mind whenever he became conscious of that dull throbbing. His eyes were closed and his forearm was wrapped underneath his head. The sound of Mikaela’s humming as she readied herself for bed drifted to his ears, eased inside his head, and quieted his busy mind. The music grew louder as its pretty source came closer. Eyes still closed, he heard the sound of the towel flumping onto the carpet, discarded from her head as she slipped beneath the sheets and nuzzled against his chest, her hair still cold and wet to the touch. Her hand rested on his stomach, her cool flesh pressed against his. She reached down and tickled his cock. He could almost see the way she smiled as she did it, teasing him and then returning her hand to its place on his rising and falling abs. He smiled back. Read more »