Carol Plays Me [MF] – Part 2 – [masturbation][watching kink][consensual][sweet][sensual couple][surprise ending]

Carol and I had been dating for a few months, and we’d never really had a fight. It was all just so easy: we hung out, did stuff with our mutual friend group, and we fooled around at every opportunity. And by fooled around I meant that I was learning every possible way to make her cum using my mouth and my fingers, and she was doing the same for me. We definitely weren’t fighting over sex–she wanted to wait for actual penetration, and I was fine with that. As in, really fine–we had a great thing together, and I made sure she knew it.

So when we finally did have a fight, it was over something totally stupid. It’s only noteworthy because of how she managed to win that fight without me even realizing it, at the time.

We’d been out at a bonfire, pretty far out of town. The drive back was along dark winding country roads, and every time we encountered an oncoming car the glare from the lights lit up the haze and dirt on the inside of my windshield–it was long overdue to be washed. I didn’t give it any thought, but it bugged Carol.

Young Love [MF] [Firsts][Friends to Lovers][Cunninligus][Blowjob][Cum in Mouth][Consensual][Drenched the Sheets]

[I posted a longer story, and have had some feedback that it was too slow of a build. This is a simpler story, and hopefully gets to the action sooner for those that prefer it that way. Enjoy, and I’d VERY much like your feedback–I’m new to this, and welcome input of all sorts as DM’s or comments.

Thank you!]

She was not the first person I’d kissed, but she was definitely the first person I fingered. I *was* her first kiss, and within minutes I was the first to go down on her, and I was the (lucky! grateful!) first person to cum in her mouth. No time wasted, that day!

Here’s how it happened…

I’d known Carol since we were kids, as our families were friends. We were both teens–she’d just turned 18, in fact. I know now that she’d had a crush on me for years, but at the time I was starting to get past being shy and insecure. Although I’d never thought of her sexually when we were younger, the day she appeared as a new employee at the fast-food restaurant where I worked that had changed. She’d graduated from the awkward early-teen years, and graduated with honors: long red hair, pert little breasts (I liked them little then, and I like them little now!), and the toned, lithe, body that comes so easily to us at that age. I was built similar to her: thin, but minus the pert boobs and long red hair (mine was darker red, and short-ish), plus a few pounds of muscle. Ah, the benefits of being a teen.

Educating a Friend [MMFF] [18+] [Consensual] [Slow Burn] (Chapter 2)

**Chapter 2**

Moments later, they’d agreed to several things: more drinks were in order, and Kyle had called down for room service. Although Troy and Stephanie had eaten, their younger friends had not. Kyle once again scored points by asking Morgan for her preferences on the food and listening carefully to her replies.

To the surprise of the other three, Morgan was the one who came up with a way to get the evening started. She’d read some stories about strip poker and found the idea more than a little appealing, especially with two incredibly fit guys in the mix. She had even thought of some special rules to add some extra dimensions to the game: there was no betting as such and no folding—all players were in, every time; the low hand had to lose a piece of clothing, and the high hand got to ask a question or give a dare to any of the participants. The dares could be anything, so long as they only involved body parts that were exposed—that way, the more clothes that came off the more advanced the dares could be.

Educating a Friend [MMFF] [18+] [Consensual] [Slow Burn]

**Prologue**

Troy settled into the chair, his breath slightly fast and shallow—he wasn’t sure if he’d ever been more turned on in his life. He watched Stephanie, a few feet away, settle on her knees in front of Kyle. Kyle was nude, and his massive erection hovered just inches from her face. Troy could not draw his attention away from that visage, and ached for what was going to happen next. Morgan, the last and least experienced member of the foursome (and yes, by now this really was a “foursome” in the most erotic sense) settled onto the floor next to Troy’s chair. Wanting to reassure her, Troy slid from his chair and after pausing a beat to sense her approval, wrapped his arms around her small frame. He was careful not to get too intimate and for the moment he was glad their round of strip poker had left her mostly clothed: she wore lace panties and Kyle’s white button-down shirt. Troy shifted and carefully positioned his legs to make sure he wasn’t pressing his aching erection against her while he held her gently. He felt her relax into his embrace and noticed that her breath was coming even faster than his. Her beautiful face radiated a mix of excitement and anticipation, with an alluring hint of nervousness. After all, the show they were about to watch was primarily for her benefit…although there didn’t seem to be anyone that was not benefitting in one way or another.

Stephanie Takes Control – Chapter 2

**Chapter 2**

Directing Kyle to stand in front of the other two Stephanie settled on her knees in front of him, ran her hands up the outside of Kyle’s legs and with no hesitation trailed her fingers across his flat stomach, through his thin blonde pubic hair and ever so lightly over his rock-hard erection.

In a soft, sultry tone she almost purred “One last chance to back out, if you need.”

Kyle shook his head, to no one’s surprise. The substantial drop of precum that glistened at the tip of his cock left no doubt how he felt about this.

Stephanie leaned back for a moment and let her long auburn hair cascade down her back, savoring what she was about to do. Knowing her every move was being watched—and admired—by her audience was every bit as thrilling and arousing as she’d hoped it would be. She took her time with every move and savored the anticipation of the events to come.

She let her gaze wander over Kyle’s long frame and drank in the sight of his naked body: swimmer’s build, firm muscles from toes to head, topped off by an unruly swath of blonde hair above deep blue eyes.

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Categorized as Erotica Tagged

Stephanie Takes Control – Chapter 1

[This is the build-up chapter, and doesn’t get down-and-dirty. But the prologue is available, as is Chapter 2 if want to skip ahead to the part where things get serious…]

**Chapter 1**

Kyle walked toward the entrance of the Hilton and glanced at his watch. He was a few minutes early, which would give him time to drop into the hotel bar for a quick drink. He was a little surprised to find that he wasn’t really nervous, but given the fact that he was on his way to his first threesome it might not be a bad idea to knock down one drink anyway.

He noticed a really cute blonde walking towards him and realized she was also headed into the hotel. Reaching the door just ahead of her, he pulled it back to let her through. In addition to being smarter than his surfer-boy looks might suggest, his heart was in the right place and his father had taught him well. The blonde seemed a little lost in thought and pulled up for just a second before passing through, but brightened and cast a smile and a “Thanks!” his way. In Kyle’s estimation, she went from “cute” to “pretty much stunning” in that instant.

Stephanie Takes Control – Prologue

Troy settled into the chair, his breath slightly fast and shallow—he wasn’t sure if he’d ever been more turned on in his life. He watched Stephanie, a few feet away, settle on her knees in front of Kyle. Kyle was nude, and his massive erection hovered just inches from her face. Troy could not draw his attention away from that visage, and ached for what was going to happen next. Morgan, the last and least experienced member of the foursome (and yes, by now this really was a “foursome” in the most erotic sense) settled onto the floor next to Troy’s chair. Wanting to reassure her, Troy slid from his chair and after pausing a beat to sense her approval, wrapped his arms around her small frame. He was careful not to get too intimate and for the moment he was glad their round of strip poker had left her mostly clothed: she wore lace panties and Kyle’s white button-down shirt. Troy shifted and carefully positioned his legs to make sure he wasn’t pressing his aching erection against her while he held her gently. He felt her relax into his embrace and noticed that her breath was coming even faster than his. Her beautiful face radiated a mix of excitement and anticipation, with an alluring hint of nervousness. After all, the show they were about to watch was primarily for her benefit…although there didn’t seem to be anyone that was not benefiting in one way or another.

Published
Categorized as Erotica