Asian MILF: A Walk In The Park [Str8, mF, anal, bukkake, oral]

I waited on a bench in the middle of the dark park. I checked the time on my phone.

"10:00 p.m., where the hell is she", I muttered to myself.

Almost like beetle juice, I heard foot steps. I looked over and saw Mrs. Done walking towards me. But she wasn't in any ordinary attire for tonight, she walked here wearing only her bra and panties. We had been texting back and forth planning what are next sex filled night was going to be like. What started as a joking suggestion to fuck in the park at night soon spiraled into an actual event. My parents were gone on a cruise and Mrs. Done said that her husband was going to be gone again for business, so tonight was a good night for both of us. We then discussed the attire for tonight. Since I had to go through so much trouble to get her home last time, I encouraged her to wear nothing at all. Mrs. Done respectfully declined, but did say she would wear something revealing.

“I can’t believe I swallowed on [M]y [F]irst time”

I was friends with this girl, let's give her a fake name like Stacy. Stacy was a beautiful black girl, lovely curly hair, glasses, and a sassy and witty personality and most importantly, she had D sized titties, or was it double D? Not sure tbh, just like girls are terrible at knowing the size of a guys dick, we guys are bad at tit sizes or atleast I am.

Me and Stacy have been friends for quite a few years. Unfortunately, me and Stacy do not talk anymore and I do honestly miss her, but pride won't let me tell her that.

Anyways, here I am sitting horny, and of course my mind drifts to that very lovely night, the last night that me and Stacy ever hung our together, and where our friendship ended.

Me and Stacy bumped on campus back in the summer and we were heading home, luckily we lived very close to each other, I told her to meet me in the nearby football field after it was dark.

Sex Shop Cherry Pop [M,F Oral]

“Hey stranger, I was wondering when I’d see you again.”

Paul jumped as though he had been shocked. For weeks, he had been sneaking into Dildeaux, always hunched over, avoiding eye contact with the salesgirls. He purposely switched up the days and times that he visited, hoping none of the employees would realize how often he came to browse.

“How’d you like the hentai I picked out for you?” the salesgirl asked brightly.

Paul squirmed uncomfortably under her gaze. Her bright blue eyes were staring at him just a little too intensely. “It..uh…it was okay,” he stammered. He tried to make eye contact, but found himself overcome with embarrassment. What was her name? Kat? The last time he had seen her, she had followed him through the shop, peppering him with questions about what excited him. Paul had been too mortified to tell her that he was still a virgin, and that he had no idea what he was looking for.

“I think I’m looking for something a little more realistic?” he said uncertainly.

Kat nodded thoughtfully, her dark hair swinging against her cheek. “Any particular scenario?”

“Um…”

“Gay or straight?” she asked.

A Wonder(f)ul Rush fro(m) a convention weekend

It was convention weekend again, and although I hadn't managed to persuade any of my friends to come along on this occasion I was still pretty excited, as for the first time in a while I'd managed to get together the cash to buy a brand new cosplay outfit that I wanted – Nico Yazawa from Love Live's "Wonderful Rush" outfit – and was excited to get the chance to show it off.

Arriving on the Friday evening after a trip of several hours I checked into my hotel, and once I'd unpacked my outfits and toiletries I flopped back on the bed and figured I'd fire up Tinder and swipe away to see what happened. Eventually, it was time for me to hit the sack, and come the morning I woke up to a few new matches, some of whom had introduced themselves to me. One in particular caught my eye – he was my age, and totally my type… in fact, I thought he was really hot. What's more, his initial message suggested he was into anime and cosplay himself. I sent a reply, he quickly replied back, and I found myself bouncing messages back and forth between showering, drying myself off and changing into my outfit – a simple but cute and very short white dress with some blue elements, a white hat, blue socks that come up just below the knee and similar length long white boots.

Moving Woes and [M]oving [F]orward

My Girlfriend and I recently moved into our first place together.

The first few weeks were nice, and it was nice living out on our own. However, over the course of the month we began to notice that we were getting into arguments more. It wasn't anything serious at first (doing dishes, not cleaning things properly etc.) until it began to escalate into arguments happening every day.

I got home from work a few days ago and again we started off with no issues, just the small chit chat. I noticed that I stepped in some stuff on the floor which led to a comment "did you sweep the floors?"

While nothing wrong with it, already damage had been done and another argument breaks out. What felt like forever with yelling (and what I assumed would be a neighbour complaint) finally turned when she came up to me and made a quip about not being man enough to look after her and help her.

Damage done. She drew blood and she knew it. The pause in the air was heavy and we both knew something big had been dropped. "oh yeah!?" was what I was able to muster (not my best comeback)

The Ecstasy of Being Destroyed by The Girl You Love [MmF, anal, fdom, huml, nc, feminization, love]

Christie and Steven were two of my best friends. I eventually told Christie I couldn't come to the wedding because I was in love with her. We'd all met at an architecture program in Wisconsin. I ended up dropping out and becoming an accountant but not before we'd all had an incredible two years together. I was older because I'd spent some time out of school and then tried to go back. Anyway, that was four years ago. I'd just turned thirty two–they're both twenty six–and I felt like my life was over.

I thought I'd live some grand adventure. I always thought life would be like the movies. But I was just too soft, too lazy, to ever do anything remarkable. I wasn't a complete slob or vagrant. Nothing obvious. I would just sit around and collapse after a day of work. I'd binge watch TV instead of practicing some difficult art. I'd exhaust myself on pornography instead of exercising or chasing true love. As I went to talk to Christie, to shrug out of her wedding, I could see my whole life toiling out ahead of me, locked-in on a boring path all the way to the grave.

warming up [mm] [athletes]

Two football players fucking in a shower. Unimaginative? My first story, so I'm open for critique.

Cory Card thought he left his days of staring at the back of his gym locker back in high school. He picked up the habit in middle school the one time he caught the wrong asshole’s attention and got the shit beat out of him. He’d kept it up for six years, and thought his senior year would be the last time. University was supposed to be the liberal bastion of sodomy and sin, and he shouldn’t have to stare at his locker while changing for practice.

It wasn’t that he wanted to stay in the closet, he didn’t hide the fact that he was bi. He just couldn’t find a less awkward time to come out. He didn’t really brag about conquests, male or female, and he wasn’t in a relationship either. Plus, the places he picked up men and the places he picked up women weren’t the same, and there was only one place Cory seemed to run into his teammates. So he couldn’t really blame them for not figuring out that the freshman linebacker played for both teams.

Visiting new friends for some swapping fun [MFMF]

Back with more! Ever since our camping trip a couple weeks ago, my friend with benefits Victoria and I wanted to have another experience like that with another couple. We'd traded numbers with Erin and Chad, but they live a couple hours away from us, and when we reached out to them about maybe meeting up again our schedules didn't work out. Victoria and I tried finding another couple but we didn't have any luck.

But then this past Tuesday, Victoria got a text from Erin asking if we were free this weekend. We had Friday and Saturday free so we jumped at the chance to meet up with them again. Erin suggested maybe we could take things a little further this time. When Victoria showed me that text, my dick went hard almost instantly over the thought of possibly getting to fuck Erin. They invited us to their place, so Friday evening Victoria and I hopped in the car and drove the two hours to their town. Erin and Chad live together, and we got to their place around 8 o'clock. We were all excited to see each other again, and they took us out for dinner and some drinks.

A newly bisexual [m]an’s third ti[m]e gets kinky.

I wasn’t sure why I even kept doing it. I'd experimented with other men a few times before, but they were all fairly neutral experiences, and I was, and still am, certain that women are my ultimate desire. Still, I have these episodes where I get so sexually frustrated, excited, and curious, that I am compelled to lust for men.

So that is what brought me to Trailer Guy. I guess you might call him white trash, but he's kind of endearing to me, maybe a step above that. Still, Not exactly the type of person I would introduce my friends to. He was in his mid-thirties (me in mid-twenties), lived in a trailer park, drove a pickup, wore a baseball hat all the time, average height, goatee, not exactly handsome, but not ugly. He just looked like a guy, you know? We met online, had some drinks and played pool. I'd been with him before, driving to his trailer discreetly in the middle of the night. So though I'd done this before, I was nervous this time, driving to his place. I was asking myself 'why do you keep doing this?' My hands got cold from my nerves.

Initiations: Part 1 (fffmmm) (anal) (huml) (reluc)

(A series of university hazer tales, where girls are made to complete "special" tasks, in order to enter an elite party university, guaranteeing all the best sex, parties and alcohol that they could ever desire) Part 1: Rock Bottom In order to enter the social group and parties at St Mounten's university, you had to prove that you could live up to the social life. This was a social life which every student dreamed of. You were guaranteed the ultimate uni life if you made it. All the sex you ever wanted, you could have it. All the alcohol you wanted, you could have it. All the partying you wanted, you could have it. For boys, it was a lot simpler to get in, there was no point in them proving themselves, it was known they'd do anything, so you just needed connections. For girls however, this was unfairly different. You needed to complete an initiation in front of the whole group (which would comprise of at least 30-40 people), these initiations were set to prove that you were wild enough to deserve this hedonistic haven, that you could do anything for the sake of a good time. Different tasks were set by the elite, a group of 5 randomly selected individuals in the group for each initiation. The Elite were not merciful, often choosing extreme tasks set to put the affectionately named "sluts" to their limits. There would often be a different leader of the committee for each initiation, who would tell the hopefuls what they needed to do and impose any extra measures they saw fit. In this initiation, hopefuls Sophie (petite, with curly brunette hair and a slim body) , Izzie (larger, with dark blonde hair, and a medium build, tanned body) and Kelsey (a tall brunette with a slim toned body) face a challenge set from leader Elle, outside on a nearby field.