[MF] My Sister-in-Law needs Tutoring

Sara was a brat. She loved to tease and taunt me at times when she knew I was unable to immediately respond. The thrill of how I reacted when I was finally able to get my hands on her was always evident in a small smirk.

I thoroughly enjoyed the times when I caught her by surprise when she thought she was safe.

I was spending time with my wife, Anna, outside. We were always finding projects to work on together. Sara was in her room “studying”. She was actually sending me filthy messages and pictures of her either dressing up or playing with herself.

“I bet Daddy wishes he could put his little fuck toy in her place instead of getting all sweaty outside.” Accompanied by a picture of her wearing a ball-gag and nipple-clamps.

“Aren’t you supposed to be getting ready for a test tomorrow?” I only responded on occasion while Anna was distracted. There was a certain element of excitement to it. But I was also a bit aggravated. Sara was getting jealous and petty and trying to interrupt my time with Anna.

[MF] My Sister-in-Law Moves in

My sister-in-law, Sara, moved in with us. She was five years younger, starting college, and we lived much closer to her college than her parents who were in another state did.

We agreed to provide for her as long as she was sticking to her studies.

Off the bat she made her self comfortable. We were all always close, so it was no surprise. It was not long before she spent a good deal of her time at the house in as little clothing as possible. She had carried herself at her parents in much the same manner so it was no surprise.

It took a little longer for the flirting to start. Excessive touches when my wife was not around. Constant banter and remarks that were filled with innuendo. At first I ignored it but she took it as a challenge and upped the game. It turned into sleep wear that hid nothing if she moved a certain way. Casually sitting against me if I was on the couch reading after my wife went to sleep while she watched tv or played on her phone.

My Kinky Neighbor [MF]

My neighbor was fantastic. I worked night shifts on a rotating schedule. Over the course of a summer her outdoor clothes got skimpier and skimpier. She always smiled when I gave her a wink or just watched as she worked or sun-tanned.

One day while she was sun-bathing I noticed her hand slip inside her bikini as she started masturbating. Enjoying the show I pulled up a lawn chair and watched. Her bikini ended up on the ground pretty soon and I noticed her looking at me. After a moment, I pulled my cock out and we watched each other.

This went on for about a week. It felt wrong and it was so much fun. We were never caught but we were right beside the road.

After we would chat later without ever mentioning it. I would talk to her husband from time to time and we were always on good terms.
Then one day it was storming. I was somewhat disappoint. But I carried on with my day. Until my phone buzzed.

It was a picture message of her. She was laying on a big, plush couch wearing nothing but a lacy thong and a pair of nipple clamps.

New Town, New Pet [MF]

I had just moved to town for a job. For a few weeks I kept to myself and mostly focused on work and settling in to the small house I was renting.

But I knew my ex Liana was in town. We had broken things off agreeably back then, both moving but keeping in touch as friends. So I asked if she wanted to hang out. She told me there was a small get together her friends were doing and might be a good chance for me to meet some new people. I agreed and went.

The party was great. It was in an apartment a couple of floors above Liana’s. Liana had already offered her couch for me to sleep on so we were set for me to stay late. I got along with everyone very well, but I am who I am.

There was one woman I couldn’t keep my eyes off. She was short, curvy, with green eyes, long brown hair, a goofy sense of humor, and a dirty mouth that was quick to fire off. I was enraptured.

More than once I caught her watching me as well, and we soon found companionship in our trash talking, dirty jokes, and crude innuendo.

Halloween Exhibition [MF]

With Halloween coming and my brain already thinking about plans for it, I remembered this little story from several years ago.

I had been working constantly, often pulling seven day weeks. My friend has been trying for some time to hang out and get me out of the house. A week before Halloween he asked me to go to a party with him. It would be full costume, masks encouraged. I figured what the hell and swapped shifts around so I had a couple of days off.

I decided to push my own comfort levels with my costume, force myself to be more forward so I didn’t just sit on the wall all night keeping to myself. Combined with a recent kick of watching Bleach in my down time, I chose to go as Getsuga. I already had long black hair down my back, and the costume ended up being quite form fitting. It caught me by surprise how well I pulled it off. The constant physically demanding work had gotten me into pretty decent shape without me paying attention.

A Work Affair [FM]

My boss approached me with a request. He had a job offer and bid for a contract that would last several months renovating a non-profit veterinary office. The catch was it was entirely after hours work. I had the most experience working alone and the most flexible schedule so I agreed.
The office was still operating at lessened scheduling, mostly prioritizing emergency calls out of a trailer fitted out as a mobile exam and surgical room.

After hours the Vet, Mikayla, would work late in her office. Her husband would occasionally stop by right at closing time then leave. Her mother would also stop in at times to help do little tasks for a few hours then head out. Invariably, after 8 or so towards 1 or 2 in the morning it would be just Mikayla and me working throughout the building. After a week or so we started taking small breaks from our work to chat together.

It started as talking about our jobs, or progress on the office. But we quickly found we had a lot in common outside of work and it evolved into one of us going out to grab dinner and then we would eat together in the office.

A Birthday to Remember, My Bisexual Awakening. [Group]

This is the story of how I ended up having my first group sex and bisexual experience.
It was my twenty first birthday. My girlfriend, Liz, and I planned to spend it with a big cooler of drinks, a tent, and firewood by our favorite swim spot at the lake. No one ever went to it, and we were planning on wearing swimwear as little as possible.

I had just finished packing up my truck when she got a phone call from our good friend Claire. Claire was having problems at home with her man and wanted to get out for a while.

We offered to pick her up and spend the weekend with us. She was on board immediately.

When we got there, Claire was waiting outside with a bag. Her boyfriend was inside yelling about something as I got out to walk her to the truck.