The Nerdy Best Friend Part 2 [MF]

I watched him from across the gym. Trying hard not to stare.
We had just gotten done with a particularly brutal workout.
He was still laying on the floor. His chest was heaving. He body covered in sweat.
I was kneeling and trying to catch my breath.
I couldn’t help but stare.

I watched him get up. His shirtless body on display.
I could feel myself get red. I looked down at the ground. Where his legs appeared directly in front of me. He hit my pony tail with his hand lightly.
My eyes traveled up his body to his smiling face.

“Good job today” he said grinning at me
“Likewise”
” Hey are we still doing that movie marathon this weekend?”
My stomach knotted. Ahhh..yes. My lapse in judgement. My hysterical moment at 1am. Where I decided to text him and ask if he would join me for my annual watching of all the SW movies. What was I thinking?
” Yes. Well at least I will be. ” He looked at me for a second
” Text me your address. I’ll see you Friday night. We can start the marathon off right. I’ll bring some steaks to grill”
I nodded and off he went.
What the fuck was I doing.
I could feel the tension radiating off his body.
I was in no way ready for this weekend.
I hadn’t had sex in almost two years. Not by choice mind you. I suddenly got panicked. What if nothing happens..what if he rejects me…what if all of a sudden I’m terrible at sex?
All the time alone with my fantasies..and now..maybe It would be real. And here I am panicking.

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A new relationship (mf)

It’s not very  hard to be inspired of fantasizing about  you, to know how your soft torso would feel under the roughness of my hands,  or imagine your full lips surrounding the shaft of my pulsing cock , as your beautiful eyes stare back curiously wondering if you are doing a good job. 

  I imagine meeting you at a yoga class.

I definitely look out of place , and all the women in there tight outfits awkwardly smirk,  thinking heres another  creep here just to check us out. You kindly say hello and it’s a very comforting. 

The instructor asks everyone  to find their mats and I take a place  near the front,  to avoid  everyone  thinking I’m staring, you place yours beside me  and the lesson  begins.  I fumbled my way through and despite being drenched I feel great and was proud of how I kept up.

   After the class  I keep my head down ,grab my things and head to the locker room, shower and change. 

 On the way out you stop me, your face still flush , and say mention if I’m new here.

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Full Swap Foursome, First Time Swinging

The other girl, we later found her name to be Nikki, saw that I was remarkable close to cumming. She stopped fingering herself and made her way over to the more heavy action. I was in between thrusts, very close to filling my wife’s swollen pussy with my cum, when Nikki pushed me back. I fell onto my back on the giant red bed. Nikki then told my wife, “I want to taste how sweet you are right off your husband’s cock, do you mind?” My wife, unable to speak because Nikki’s man was busy fucking her face, gave her the thumbs up signal. This night was getting hotter and hotter.

Nikki crawled over to me like a cat, in the most sexy and seductive manner I had ever seen. She spread my legs as she made her way to me. She went right for what she wanted. Her tongue started at the base of my shaft and she slowly licked all the way up to the tip. My cock was covered with my wife’s sweet cum, but Nikki wasted no time cleaning me off. She licked up and down, slowly. I looked down at her and she looked up at me. Her eyes were big and brown and sexy. They were smiling at me as she wrapped her lips around my head. We broke eye contact as she bobbed her head downward, taking the entirety of my cock inside her mouth. Her lips went all the way down to the base, and as she came up, the suction of her mouth felt amazing. My cock popped out of her mouth and she smiled. “Your wife tastes amazing.” That was beyond hot.

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Invasion, part 6, Epilogue.

It was now a year after the three men had burst into their house and raped them. Mike had pled guilty to spare the family the horror of having to appear in court and relive it all on the witness stand, and was sentenced to twenty years for aggravated rape. The Samuels family went out to an early dinner to celebrate, although Sam was a little quiet.

Though the outward family appearance was calm, behind the scenes, big changes had taken place.

Later that night after they had come home from their dinner, Sam was on a date with her boyfriend Len, the son of the family where they had gone on the awful night, to phone for help.

Len was the center of the football team at school, a year younger that Sam who was now 19. They had been dating for the whole year, since they had met on that night.

Sam liked Len, a lot. And Len liked her, a lot. They were watching a movie downstairs, on the futon at Sam’s house. Well, the movie was playing anyway. But they weren’t watching.

Captured by a tribe part 6.

I have taken a small hiatus from writing this story for a while but I have been asked to get back into it, so this will be part 6.

The day after the party:

The man awoke in the morning. Disappointed he was alone but he had become accustomed to it.

When there was suddenly a knock on the door.
That’s when an elderly woman walked in with what looked to be her daughter. They were naked of course. Also accompanying them was the translater.

He was told that the mother would like her daughter to be seeded by a strong vurile man but because the village had no men, it would be hard, so the mother would stay to watch and be sure that the daughter was “seeded” correctly.
The man could not believe his ears. But he did not care. She was gorgeous!
The daughter stood at about 5’3 and had amazing round C cup breasts, wide hips and amazing blonde hair down to the center of her back. She also looked to be about 23/24.

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Someone asked challenge people to describe their favorite erotic place. This was my answer.

It’s not about the place. It’s about the person. Just about anywhere can be erotic if you’re with the right person, or the right person walks into the room.

Let’s start with the former shall we? Say you’re sitting in a coffee shop, facing the door near a window sipping on a hot steaming cup of coffee. As you’re looking out the window feeling the warm sun on your elegant face sense the door open and a presence enter the room.

A tall man, with great hair, wear the clothing that you love to see on a man walks in turns his head slightly and locks eyes with you for just longer than he’s supposed to. Yet something about his gaze ignites a fire in you and your panties get wet. This makes this even more erotic because you’re in public. (For men it would be a hard on). You then begin to think about when that person last masturbated, or how they look when they have sex, and what portion is their favorite. You bite your lip and turn around to catch is gaze again.

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The Houseboat

It’s been a fun first day on the houseboat, your friends promised their would be a decent amount of good looking guys in this trip and it didn’t disappoint. After a day of drinking and swimming everyone is getting ready for the night. You’re on the top deck getting the last bit of sun and talking to a couple of guys. A few of the others up there leave to go eat downstairs.

You end up talking 1 on 1 with one of the guys. You’ve noticed him all day but haven’t talked to him much. He’s taller, good body, with some scruff in the face. You guys start talking about relationships and how you’re both single and you start flirting. He says he’s glad everyone up there left. You ask why, and he says “so I can kiss you”. He leans in and gives you a kiss and you kiss him back.

Your heart begins to pound with excitement. You smile and lean closer, pitting your hand on his thigh and he wraps an arm around you. The kissing ramps up and you can see the outline of his dick growing in his shorts right next to your hand. You put you hand in it and feel it getting harder.

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Under Hazel’s Supervision – Part One

This is the first part of a back an forth collaboration with /u/grey0909. Let’s see where this goes!

Standing in front of my dresser, I rummaged through my underwear drawer. Usually this was the fastest choice of my day – grab and go. Most girls fuss over what panty lines stay hidden with their outfit, but not me. I don’t care what they think, and guys don’t mind a preview of what’s underneath.

But today is different. It’s always different when you know someone is going to see you in your panties; it’s way different when it’s multiple someones. I pulled out a lacy white pair and put them on.

Lace is tricky. A little looks awesome, but too much and it looks antique. It can also be starchy and rough, a big issue when there’s going to be ‘activity’ in them. The lace on these was a fine soft mesh. Not the most elegant, but allowed for practical grinding and a “Yes, you would like to fuck this” look.

Sex With the Yoga Instructor, First time Lesbian [FF]

Three days after her romp with Kevin and one day after the soreness of her vagina dissipated, Mary called Asuka to schedule a yoga session. She could have easily driven herself to Asuka’s studio downtown, but she didn’t want to. Mary had grown accustomed to practicing yoga in her own garden, with the sounds of crashing waves in the background and the smell of salt in the air. While Asuka’s studio was the nicest in Portland, it was still stuffed indoors with conditioned air, slate walls, and stuck-up college girls. Asuka had only visited once since Michael died, and Mary was eager to get back on track and get her life together. Surprisingly, Asuka was available to make a house visit that same afternoon.

Asuka arrived at the Moore Estate at 4 pm. She got out of her Prius with a water bottle and a yoga mat, walked to the red front door of the wooden house, and rang the doorbell. Mary opened the door and greeted Asuka, “Hey! So good to see you. Thanks for coming, come in, come in.”

Asuka replied, “Of course Mrs. Moore, I’m glad I was able to come today.”

My heart won’t be quiet.

I need you. More than I can explain. This feeling in my stomach is aching and moving lower. I’m biting my nails, waiting for you to tell me I can touch you. The wait is agonizing. I can hear the swish of blood in my veins, my heartbeat in my ears is so loud I know you can hear it too. I’m silently begging you, please. You tap me on the back of my ear to let me know I can touch. A small touch from you, but an overall gateway to pleasures I can’t describe. I go for your cock immediately, that’s the prize for this submissive. I taste you and it’s salty and tangy and makes me wetter almost instantly. I suck you just the way you like, not stopping until I feel your torso starting to shake. That’s your tell when you get close. I stop and lay down in front of you, I love feeling you holding me down and when you’re above me, I feel like I should worship you for the pleasure you inflict on my body. I feel the head of you approach my wet, aching pussy and i hold my breath, waiting for that moment of complete ecstasy when you and I become one. Please don’t hold back, I’ve been a bad girl Daddy.

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