Bayley Gets Blacked [MF] [WWE] [Cuckold] [Interracial]

It had been a few weeks since Bayley had changed her character up to a more serious heel persona, but she felt something was missing. Sure, the heel turn was effective, but she didn’t feel like the crowd was really responding. Bayley had talked with Sasha about how she could change up her character some more, but they couldn’t come up with anything that felt right. Bayley decided she needed help from someone else. Survivor Series proved to be the perfect opportunity to get that help. Bayley had a match set against Nikki Cross with the Smackdown Women’s Championship on the line, but her mind was elsewhere. After Bayley and Nikki had finished working out the finish to the match, Bayley headed towards a male backstage staff member.

“Excuse me, could you send Bobby Lashley to my trailer in five minutes?”

“Of course mam, I’ll get on that.”

MY CONFUSION Part. 1 [MM] [MF] [ORAL] [ANAL]

To my readers,
Thank you for taking the time to read my stories.
I welcome any feedback you may wish to send.
If you have any ideas for future
stories please let me know.

Thank you.

MY CONFUSION

My name is Frank and I have a problem. (I think.)
I am a sophomore at a well known university.
For obvious reasons I can’t mention the schools name.
Well, here goes my story.

It all started a few months back.
If you have the time sit back and allow me to tell my story from the beginning.
I grew up on a farm in a small rural town in Wisconsin.
My family was typical Mid-Western conservatives.
We voted Republican in all the elections and went to church every Sunday.
Except when the harvest was due.
Come to think of it I would imagine that the pews were particularly empty during that season.

I had a normal childhood and was your typical corn fed mid-western boy.
I’ve had the same girlfriend since I was ten.
Susan had been by my side through thick and thin.
We never really talked about getting married, it was just assumed by everyone including the two of us that this was how it was to be.

Early Morning Masturbation (my 1st post here)

That black bra strap. That’s all it took. As he stepped in the shower, his mind went back to the day before, at the table. They were both silent as they ate, but his eyes, they roamed over every inch of her red brown skin and landed on that strap.
He loved having sensitive nipples, many men found it gay, but he loved how they responded to touch. He began to to caress them as his mind took him on a journey. His right hand now stroking his cock, bringing him to an intense hard on.
Images of him kissing those lips he loved so much while freeing the two beautiful mounds of flesh constrained by that black bra.
He imagined laying her down, her legs up over his shoulders as he feasted, fingers exploring her her orifices, tasting her creamy center as she panted his name.
He now imagined standing over her, his hard cock ready to penetrate while he gazed at her breasts, his hands gently flicking her erect nipples.
As he stroked his cock, moaning her name, he grunted as he imagined pushing his full length into her, causing her to gasp and cling to him, their lips meeting again, then his trailing kisses down her neck to her collar bone, across her chest, to thos nipples he was so ecstatic to see. With hunger, passion, and lust, his tongue tickled and and sucked, making her react as he continued sliding in and out of her. She was close- and he was close. With each spurt of cum, he grunted through clenched teeth her name, with each burst his orgasm brought him that much closer to the floor of the tub, he couldn’t breathe, he stopped playing with his nipples and gripped his own thigh.
Fuck. That black strap, peeking out from under her shirt ..

My First Date [FF] with Another Girl, And WOW!!

I told you about the new girl at work, Julie, and how I went down on her, in her car, on the way to lunch. It didn’t take her long to cum and she certainly didn’t stop me. And wow, she tasted like…mmmm! It was my second time with a girl ever, also my second time that week. Turns out, it was her first! We made plans to have drinks later that evening. A date, with a girl! The details are [here](https://sexualcompass.com/2019/10/27/my-first-date-with-a-girl-julie-the-new-office-hottie/). Beyond amazing!

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Would like room for cream?

One of the simple pleasures in life for me as many others is visiting my local coffee shop. I had found the shop I was a regular at shortly after I moved about three years ago. They made great coffee, breakfast food and pastries melted in your mouth and to be frank the workers and barista’s there were hot. During my first six month or so I established myself a regular and made an acquaintance with the baristas. Unfortunately the staff would rotate quite often so no solid relationships would establish but no matter what they were always friendly, sexy and could rock a pair of yoga pants. As I was getting established as a regular one particular barista joint the shop named Isla. When she started you could tell that she was new to the barista world as she was getting instruction on how to make drinks frequently and you could see her getting frustrated. I made it a point to compliment her on well she made my drink and I was always rewarded with a sexy smile.

He Started Tender [mf]

“Be mine, tonight?” He asked, his voice raw with hunger. It felt significant and something in his request made me apprehensive, but I couldn’t deny his need. I could never deny him anything.

“I’m always yours,” I said.
“Mmm…thank you, my Sweet.”

He started tender. Exquisitely so. I love when he is tender. He tucked my hair behind my ear then settled his fingers at the base of my neck, gently pulling me into his chest. He kissed the crown of my head, and when I looked up at him, he gently, chastly even, kissed my lips. His kiss hit a longing, discordant note and I searched his eyes for clues.

He seemed tortured, but there was something else. Resolve, maybe? My breath caught and I grasped his hand, twining our fingers together. He brought our hands up to his lips and slowly kissed each of my fingers, lingering at my thumb.

Craving another [FF] after my first last week. And I got it with the hottie at the office!

So, last week, I got my first taste of, well, another girl! Fabulous fun on the hot tub that turned into me doing very naughty things with another girl which turned into an all out 4some. A few days later, I wanted more. And my office hired a super cute receptionist. All the [details are here](https://sexualcompass.com/2019/10/26/my-second-time-with-a-girl-the-new-hottie-at-work/) and I hope there is so much more to come!

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Our first time sharing her

Our first time was in Seattle Washington, on my 45th birthday trip. One night, a month or so before-hand, she asked if there was anything special I wanted to do in Seattle for my birthday? Offhandedly, I said “yeah, finally have a threesome with you and another guy . . .” This wasn’t the first time I had expressed a fantasy of sharing her with another guy, preferably someone she found hot. Her reaction was, of course negative. “This again?”

“Alyce, I don’t have a lot of things on my bucket list, there’s swimming with sharks, going to London and Paris and sharing you in a threesome. You asked me what I wanted to do and I told you. I get you aren’t interested, but hey, it’s what I would like . . .” She gave me a dirty look and walked away.

Three days later, after putting the kids to bed, she comes into the bedroom and tells me “I will try this once, and then you can never ask me to do it again. Okay?”

The Run: part 1

He was in love, sun touched, glistening skin, and the smell of her coconut fragrance as she passed by. He ran at the same trail for years at the same time even the same time. He was a routine person, never deviated, just how he is. But starting the past Wednesday, there was a new face.

He was pretty much in love the moment he laid eyes on her. She had a beautiful smile, he admired her as she stretched before her run. For days she never had anyone run with her, and he noticed no ring. Well who ran with rings? Hopefully everyone, he didn’t know he was never married.

He took off at his regular fast pace, made it to mile 6 and turned around. There she was, coming his way, he winked at her smiling. God that smile. She was amazing. He couldn’t help but think of her blonde hair dancing in the wind, like the pedals of a sunflower. Her trim but strong body, dripping wet from sweat like the stem of a flower, freshly watered. And her fragrance, her aroma, he wanted her.

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Trans guy looking to see what other trans people are craving from erotica.

Hey there folx,

My name is Be-redacted-, cam name Bellamy, oof. I am a 20 year old trans guy in the US who just hit 8 weeks on testosterone today. I have been testing out writing some smut etc lately because well, gotta do something with all this new found libido and I was starting to hurt myself lmao.

Anyways, I was wondering what people are looking for with trans erotica, I’d particularly like to hear from other trans people, whether you be a trans dude like me, trans woman, NB, pre-HRT, non-HRT, pre-op, non-op, post-op, idrc. I am hoping to see what people want from their erotica. I tend to write more heavy handed stuff since I’m pretty kinky but I’ve been working on a fluff piece inspired by something that happened with a friend last night.

I’m also looking to see how people relate to their bodies with their partners if there are certain things that come to mind that I should know. I know as a pre-op trans guy how I like to be touched, how I won’t remove binders unless I am incredibly comfortable with the person I am with. I know how I personally don’t like certain things touched in certain ways. I don’t know much about other trans people’s stories though and if you would be willing to share something that stands out to you in your interactions I would like to hear so I can be as accurate in my stories as possible.

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