Author: lillyhortonlive

A Friend from Work [MF]

Dani worked at the office for a little over a year. She was doing her internship and was smart as a whip. She was also a badass in Mixed martial arts and would fight in MMA matches on weekends.

She was hot, around 5’7″. She was petite but had muscle (more Stacey Keibler than Ronda Rousey)

She had dark red hair that fell to the nape of her neck that was lined up with the tattoo on the back of her neck. She had some serious ink. Her left arm from elbow to shoulder, her neck, her left calf…

She made it work. And boy, did she work it. Her tight business slacks would hug her sculpted, stone marble ass that belonged in a museum. Her trim but toned waist was expertly compliment by her tight fitting white button up blouses with the long sleeves that gave the appearance of modesty in all the right ways. Read more »

House Party – Orgy [MF]

After our beach day and hilltop hook up, Mary invited me over two days later. I arrived at the place in the rich area of the hills. It was a mansion. Like A MANSION. I checked the address again and this was the right place. Had I scored and was dating a rich kid? As I stepped out of my car, party music filled the air, and I could feel the vibrations from the subwoofers in the backyard in my feet as I walked to the front door.

I thought it was just going to be the two of us, but I guess she was having a party. I knocked. As the door cracked open, I saw a petite bare left foot. The cute toenails painted soft pink. I followed the bare leg upward as the door swung open and my eyes reached soft pink bikini bottoms. My eyes kept making their way up to, bare breasts! It was one of Mary’s boring blonde friends from the beach. She looked a little like a young Courtney Love. And she was just as high. On many different substances from what I could tell. Read more »

EURO TRIP [MF]

I went on a Euro Trip with my best friend Kevin after we graduated college. On the third day of our second week, we arrived in Paris. We were both single and ready to get to know the local Parisian’s.

After we went to the Louvre, Monet’s Garden and the Eiffel Tower, we decided we wanted to see the local version of Paris. That night at our hostel, our Swedish friends told us about a rooftop soirée that they had been invited to by the local café owner.

That night, we walked to the address and heard music coming from above the city streets. We looked up and saw lights glowing from the rooftop and heard the sounds of laughter.

Kevin called out for our Swedish friend.

“Hey Bjorn?!”

We saw Bjorn’s mopey blonde curls bounce as his head popped over the side of the rooftop to look down at us.

“Bonjour! Climb the cape!” he shouted down to us.

Kevin and I exchanged glances.

“The cape?” I asked, confused.

“What?!” Kevin called up to Bjorn.

“The cape!” he repeated. “The fire cape!” as he pointed to the side of the brick building. Read more »

Study Buddy [MF]

I worked for a movie theatre in the summer of 2014. It was one of those Gold Class theaters, so I was a concierge (I just checked people in and gave them their tickets)

That’s where I met Jessica. She was my age (22) and was originally from Bakersfield. She had moved to LA and we went to the same college. She looked like a discount Hillary Duff with brown hair. She had curves.

She was cute but what caught my attention was her “No BS/I do what I want” mindset and would call people out and stand up for herself against rude customers.

We got to know each other over the next few months working together. One day after class I went to Starbucks to study. I walked in and saw Jessica standing behind the register.

“oh, hi!” I said in surprise. “I didn’t know you worked here and the theatre”

“Gotta make ends meet.” She replied with a shrug.

I nodded in understanding. I ordered a coffee and sat down and started to study. An hour or so later, she walked up to my table, took off her apron and hat and sat down. Read more »

HIGH SCHOOL SWEETHEART PART 2 [MF]

I grabbed her hands as I stood up and led her to the bed. I bent her over. She was now lying on her stomach with her ass facing me.

I touched her vagina; she was as wetter than Sea World. My finger slipped right in.

“Uhhh,” she took a sharp breath.

I started moving my finger inside of her, massaging slowly. She reached back and grabbed the blanket, needing something to hold onto as her body began to shake.

I bent down, now eye level with her pussy. I took stock of the situation, trying to stay calm as I had my fingers inside of the girls of my dreams. I had made it to Neverland, and I wanted to get lost in it.

I closed my eyes as I leaned forward and stuck my tongue out, and started licking her clit, continuing to penetrate her with my fingers. I started moving my head up and down as I licked and sucked on her sweet lips.

She started breathing heavier, telling me how she liked it.

“Yes, right there, keep doing that, oh my god, oh my god!” Read more »

Baseball… PLAAAAYA [MF]

My boss loves his baseball.

He paid for all of the company staff to go to see a Major League game together.

I was coming straight from work but wanted to wear the team colors. I stopped at Ross and bought a team T-shirt and sweatpants.

I got to the stadium and found our section just as the second inning was starting. The first empty seat I saw was next to my coworker Sandra and her husband, John.

Sandra was of Italian and English descent, so she always had a nice tan. She had brown hair with highlights, tall and fit, around 5’8, mid 40’s. She looked like an older Jessica Alba, but not annoying.

Her husband, John, was around 55-60, a good 10-15 years older than Sandra. He seemed like a nice man but looked his age, while Sandra looked like she could be 35.

Sandra was sexy! Since my first day, I had been attracted to her, even if she was 15 years my senior. She was a nice lady, always interested in people’s lives, always gave compliments, and was a flirt. Read more »

After Class Hookup [MF]

It was the 6th week of my *Intro to Psychology* class. I had gotten to know my classmates pretty well over the last couple of months. I always sat next to Zach. Zach was gay and would always compliment me on my looks. He was embracing college life and would always turn up to class tipsy. He would play a game that he thought was hilarious. He would try to be my wingman and get me dates with the girls in our class.

Every time a female student would walk in, he would say, “Have you met this guy? Isn’t he so handsome, and he’s got money? He’s a catch.”

I would say hi to the girls as they would check me out, and I would apologize for Zach’s behavior. (Even though I loved him getting the girls to notice me)

Zach’s old high school friend was in the class, and she would always sit with us. Her name was Farrah. She was middle eastern but was born and raised in America.

She was 5”6’—dark brown flowing hair with a hint of a curl that went all the way down her back. Read more »

High School Reunion [MF]

I fell in love with my sister’s best friend when I was 13. I loved her secretly my whole high school career. She was two years older than me and always saw me as her friend’s younger brother. The last time she saw me, I was in 10th grade and still going through puberty.

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She was always nice to me, and we had our own friendship separate from my sister, but I don’t think she saw me any other way than a friend/little brother.

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I didn’t see her for two years after she graduated high school. She came to visit my sister when she was back home for Thanksgiving from college.

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In the two-year gap of not seeing her, I had grown 6 inches, lost my baby fat, and had started playing varsity basketball, so I had put on a fair amount of muscle.

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I answered the door when she arrived. She looked more beautiful than ever, growing from a teenager into a young woman. She was a dark brunette, fair skin, was 5’7, around 120 pounds, incredible shape (she was a cheerleader for her college football team). She had D sized breasts that I had ogled many times over the years whenever I got a chance to see her in a bathing suit. Read more »

Photoshoot Fun [MF]

I met a girl at a party. She was fun and cute. She had confidence that made everyone gravitate toward her. She was 5’4’, petite, blonde, and very pretty. She looked like a young, blonde Allison Williams. We were chatting, and she was laughing at all my jokes, and our chemistry was electric. There was only one problem; she had a boyfriend.

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I dabble in photography, so I asked her if she wanted to do a photo shoot.

She agreed, very flattered that I had asked.

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I decided to do the shoot in Malibu, and we met up two weeks later.

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She was wearing a vintage ripped white band T and denim booty shorts, and white Keds. She looked hot as fuck. The wind was blowing in her hair, and her loose t-shirt flicked up, and I got a glimpse of her toned tummy and a cute little belly button ring.

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We walked down the beach a way until we couldn’t see anyone. I was getting great photos of her walking along the coast, climbing trees, laughing, and playing in the sand.

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Sex with Roomate – Part 4 [MFM]

It had been three days since Matt had watched Emma and I fuck on the couch.

Neither Emma nor I had seen him since. I didn’t know if he was embarrassed or just busy, so I tested the waters when I walked through the front door and saw him standing in the kitchen.

“What’s Up?” I asked as I sat down at the counter.

“Not much,” He replied while looking in the fridge.

He pulled out two beers and handed me one. He smiled, and I felt at ease. He must be cool with everything that happened. If he was, maybe he was interested in exploring more.

We cheers’d our beers and took a swig. I took the moment of silence and blurted out what had been on my mind for the past 72 hours.

“So, Emma’s pretty wild, huh?” I asked as he swallowed his sip of beer.

He nodded, obviously envisioning her in his head.

“She has one of the best bodies I’ve ever seen,” I said matter of factly.

“You can do a lot more than just see it,” I said without thinking.

He stopped and looked at me again. Read more »