My best friend is into me? M/F/30

My best friend is into me?

This girl has been my best friend for about 7 years, most of our interactions have been online messaging eachother back and forth keeping close contact. We also play lots of video games and share memes constantly. I can’t help but fantasize about her and what I’d do given the opportunity.

“Hey, lets grab a coffee?” my phone lights up with the new message on my screen. I am caught offguard cause this beautiful person lives out of town. We are close friends but our relationship is almost entirely online, I’d driven a few hours to go and visit her in the past.

“Of course!” I reply.

“Okay meet me at Mean Beans?”

“BE THERE SOON!”

I send the text and put my phone in my pocket, grab my keys and wallet I then make my way to the door slipping my shoes on one at a time. Trying to remain calm and not overthink as I am prone to. Taking one last look at myself inthe mirror by my door slipping on my sunglasses and giving myself a cheesey smile, I cringe to myself and head out the door.

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Women in Power [Happy international women’s day!!] [female-gaze] [female perspective] [Bisexual] [20’s-30’s] [Slow Burn] [Sensual Tease] [TW: SA, though this is not fetishized] [Feminism] [Consent] [Falling out of love] [Sexual Tension].

What I was exposed to in my childhood has shaped the woman I am today, for better or worse. I can remember watching romcoms where women would be dissatisfied in their relationships, and then another man comes along, and they want him suddenly. However, her desires weren’t enough, she needed a reason to leave that was larger than her own happiness. The leading lady always needed a justifiable reason for leaving the man she was currently with, and even if she had already overstepped some boundaries, this was always justifiable because the guy she was currently with was verbally abusive, mean, or just a jerk. It was never a matter of incompatibility or her sexual and emotional needs, it was always an obvious red flag that he was bad. Usually, this was him commenting on her weight, cheating on her, or some other problem he had that made him the worst person on earth. I think men and women alike are quite shocked by reality when they grow up and realise these matters aren’t so black-and-white, though the message stays with women that they are to remain loyal to their man until he treats them badly. No stories delved into the male lead having depression, or being dependent on alcohol, as it was expected that any woman should be patient with their man and support them.

Just Say The Word [F4M] [18+] [Surreptitious] [Teasing] [Longing] [Grinding] [Restraint] [Touch] [Feel] [Need] [Desire] [Kiss]

“Well…” I look at you with a cheeky glint in my eyes as I push my right leg in between your legs surreptitiously so you feel the pressure of my hip against your straining cock.

“Just like this?” I question you.

I watch the expression on your face change immediately as you hang our head slightly and roll your eyes into the back of your head. I open my mouth and poke my tongue out as I run it over my top lip and smile again, returning my tongue between my teeth as I continue to watch you try your hardest to control yourself.

You drop your head further to the crook of my neck as you reply to me, “Oh baby, yeah… just like that…”

You take a deep breath in, “I’m trying to fight every fibre of my being right now, baby… you have no idea…” as you relax your head into me again. “You got to stop being a tease though… you know how much I need you…”

“Oh, I have a fairly good idea” I state biting the corner of my lip.

“Don’t do this to me baby girl…”

Going-away presents (M36/T28/F32/F38) [MF, MT, impreg, friends, anal, dirty talk]

I (M36) live on the east coast of the US. I work in emergency management, and a few years ago I was sent on a two-month stint in the middle of the country. This was extended; I wound up out there for almost eight months. During that time I’d befriended three local women: Marcia (F32), Jenni (F38), and Charlie (T28). I’d been out to every bar several times in every imaginable combination of those three and others. Everyone knew everyone very well.

A week before we closed up shop Marcia and Jenni asked me straight up if would help them get pregnant. I was floored. They said there were no suitable men in their area. Sounded suspicious but—I agreed immediately. I also jokingly suggested that we invite Charlie to watch, but they didn’t comment on it.

Jenni and Marcia rented an apartment above a liquor store. The plan was that I’d give them my sperm on the Friday night before I left. To my delight and surprise, Charlie was there in a sexy little dress. Jenni and Marcia wore bathrobes in recognition of the impending event. My only prior encounter with any of the three was when Charlie gave me a blowie. She was a fucking pro, probably because she has a cock herself.

The start of a summer fling F(19)M(20)

I always loved taking a vacation to the desert to visit my parents. The hot sun warms my winter bones and gently tans my skin around the skimpy bikini I wear around our pool.

One day I take a walk to one of the neighborhood parks in the evening after dinner. The weather was a perfect early spring evening. While walking around I take a little trail to the side that leads to some neighborhoods. To my surprise I see an old classmate of mine from highschool.

“Oh hey Jason, long time no see.” I say casually.
Jason looks up from his phone in surprise, “oh Emma! Wow it’s been forever. How have you been? You look great.” His eyes following the soft curves of my body.
“Im doing good. Are you heading to the park? You also look great.” Looking at Jason he still has his shaggy brown hair style but his blue eyes always knew how to capture me. He’s grown into his body more. A toned upper body from his rock climbing I’ve seen on socials.
“Yea I am, care to join me and catch up?”

Claiming You [MF][Romance][Impregnation]

As we walk back to my apartment, I can still smell your perfume – even though there is a light breeze. It is intoxicating and it mixes with your pheromones. I can sense something about you, something I’ve known all along. I want you to be mine and I want you to know it.

“Did you enjoy dinner?” I ask, politely. Still trying to gauge exactly how aggressive or dominating I should be. You nod bashfully, clearly thoughts running through your head that I wish I could see. The moon highlights the features of your face that I find most striking, only heightening my arousal – at the thought of having such a beautiful woman as my own. I decide now is the time.

I take your face gently in both hands and bring my lips to yours, sending a shockwave through your body. With my lips pressed against yours and my hands on your cheeks, I feel I am slightly closer to proving to you how bad I want you. How bad I need you. My hand moves to the small of your back as I pull you in closer to me, your scent overwhelming me as I my kisses become more pronounced, my tongue finding yours as I try to join with you as best as I can. I bring my hand to the back of your neck, while still holding onto your lower back – making sure that you are pressed against me. Able to feel my warmth, my strength, and my longing.

Saturday Morning Submission (M/FF, triad, Master/slave)

It’s a rainy Saturday morning, none of us have anywhere to go. One of those perfectly dreary days, made for staying in and indulging one another in every depraved way.

You call us into the living room to present ourselves to you. You and Angel banter back and forth; her sass and your threats a familiar backdrop to our days together.

You step into her, using your height to intimidate her.

“Stop talking. And present yourself to me. Now”, your command sends a bolt of electricity to my pussy, even when not directed at me.

I watch the defiance leave her immediately as she complies with alacrity. She turns her back to you and lowers herself to the floor in the space directly in front of you. She gets on all fours first and then continues to lower her chest to the floor, resting her head on her forearms. Her knees are spread wide, her two big toes touching.

Her bare pussy is already slick with her desire for you. She tries to stifle the whimper that escapes her throat at her willing vulnerability. Seeing her this way causes my pulse to pick up and my own pussy moistens further.

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The Dad (42) and the sitter (18)

(This is reposted cuz the age of the girl wasn’t specified originally, and I didn’t want it on my main account just in case anyone found it)

When I’d met her, she was just a kid. She was the daughter of one of my wife’s coworkers. We hired her to babysit our children from the time they got home from school until we got home from work. It was 4 days a week (mon-thurs) plus the occasional weekend night when the wife and I went on a date or had a work function. I was typically the first parent home, and so I usually had the most one on one interaction with her. She was a cute girl: tall for her age (almost 5’10”), with long legs, small breasts, a perfect teenaged ass, and just the most beautiful smile. I felt like such a fucking creep. I WAS A FUCKING CREEP.

She and I always had pretty open conversations whenever we had our time alone. She liked talking about her life and I liked listening and reminiscing on my own youth, before I got married and became a middle aged father of 2. Nothing truly inappropriate ever happened between us…not until her senior year. That’s when SHE got a boyfriend and I got VERY jealous.

CRUISE SWAP [mf] [mf] [squirt] [oral] [facefuck] [swinging] [facials] [group sex]

My boyfriend and I went on a cruise. We’d discussed doing a couples swap back at home, but always felt like that could cause problems. First: how would we find a couple to swap with? Second: Would it be a couple we knew? Would that be awkward? Third: If it was a strange couple, would we feel safe?

Ultimately, for those reasons, the thought of a couple swap was shelved … until we booked our cruise.

“You know,” I said one night while we were sitting on the couch. “We might find a couple on the cruise.”

“A couple of what?” Alex said.

“No,” I said laughing. “A couple. Husband and wife. Boyfriend and girlfriend. Girlfriend and girlfriend.”

“Ohhh. Oh yeah?”

“Yeah, I feel like cruises are hotbeds for swingers.”

A few weeks later, Alex and I packed our bags, our lube, our sex toys, and our swimsuits and we were off for a fourteen day cruise through the islands. We had done sufficient googling to research how to find swingers on a cruise and as we boarded, we were on the lookout right away.

Cummy cameltoe

This happened a few years ago, while I was in university. I was dating a final-year nurse student. She was a mess, and the stress of the final year and residency was getting to her big time, but she was a monster in bed. You take the good with the bad.

To try to take her mind off things, I suggested we could go to the cinema one Tuesday after lunch. Early afternoon screenings are always quieter, and we could get cheaper tickets. University students, you know? So we went.

The film was some kind of Jackie Chan bullshit, but that was fine. We chose a couple of quiet seats, high up in one of the side rows, munched on our popcorn and started making out. We could have waited for the lights to go out, but who has the time for that? Time waits for no man. And neither does pussy.

My ex was not an exhibitionist, but neither was she shy about going for it in public spaces. She was also very sensitive: kissing her neck and running my lips from her shoulder to her ear lobe was always guaranteed to get a reaction. Maybe it was the stress coming out or maybe it was just coincidence, but she really got into it, kissing me back passionately. She smelled and tasted of sweet-salty popcorn. She was delicious. So inevitably we quickly started getting handsy.