Everyone goes through a hiking phase, right? Getting out into the great outdoors, reconnecting with nature, it all sounds so wonderful. I’m in my hiking phase at the moment. I’m here to tell you one story about something that happened on a recent hike. I’d love for you to have a little fun while you read this though. I want you to get any pants, leggings, underwear off you. Don’t worry, the story won’t start without you. Take your time. If you have a vibrator, go get it, have it ready. If not, just use your fingers. This story is interactive, with instructions on how to touch yourself throughout (Watch out for brackets, they’ll give you the instructions. For now, I just want you to lay back, get comfortable, get your fingers/vibrator wet, and start slowly playing with your clit).
Category: Erotica
My First Exhibitionist Experience
So, I will cut the long story short as I am on cloud nine. I have been trying to practice exhibitionism for over a month now but I wasn’t getting “the big chance” where I can expose myself in front of my friends (basically, I wanted to do it in front of people I know). Last night, I did what I have been wanting to do for soooooo long. We celebrated Diwali (Indians will understand. For others, it’s a festival of lights which marks victory of good over evil) and I wore lehenga (Indian skirt) and paired it with a very deep blouse. Let’s say, more than 50% of my breasts were visible even when I was standing and what not when I bent😉. So, I got some special stare as well and that is what I have been craving for. It was my first ever experience doing such exposure and that too such boldly. I just can’t wait for more chances.
The Step-Sister [Chapter I (Pt2)]
It wasn’t her usual way of speaking but the tone clearly gave away her jovial take on his obvious attempt to conceal his arousal.
She had seen and she wanted him to know that she had seen.
She half sauntered and half danced up the path toward him, carrying one small bag of luggage. Her own excitement bubbled to the surface at seeing her brother after all this time.
The taxi that had dropped her off disappeared around the corner of the next street as she stepped up to give him a hug.
She threw the bag into the house and it hit him on the way passed. She giggled and then embraced him passionately and held him close, pulling him into her. She simultaneously lent forward for what he had expected to be a kiss on the cheek or a quick peck on the lips.
She pushed her mouth against his and instantly slid her tongue in to find his.
He thought that perhaps she would come in and they would have a coffee, nervously laugh and chat and see how things felt and if either of them mentioned their previous encounters. Some awkward conversation about if they should or shouldn’t fuck anymore, it was fun and experimental when they were younger but now they were older and had separate lives.
[FM] Dirty Reddit chat turned into an orgasm in the park
This is a completely true story from today, 10-24-22. It was a bit out of my comfort zone, so I wanted to write about it.
I have been extremely horny all day, and this morning I decided to browse Reddit to find someone to chat with. A sexy curvy mom responded to one of my posts and we started chatting. She has to be one of the few who was not just out for money.
I told her how I would peel off her panties and fuck her until she came on the walls. She responded with how she would swallow my cock and suck until every last drop of cum was in her throat.
We went back and forth for an hour or so, and she sent me a few pictures of her playing with her pussy. Luckily, I was at lunch when she sent those.
On my way back to the office, I decided to stop at a local park, one that’s never crowded. I walked along the trail a bit more sexting with this beautiful mom. I got so horny that I walked off the trail, went behind a large tree, pulled down my pants, and grabbed my cock.
Watching them Degrade My Wife [FFF]
“I want to be humiliated.”
Before we met my wife Anne had a strange sexual history. Her two best friends had shared a lot of her sexual firsts. They had encouraged and pushed each other, but they had also demeaned and degraded each other. It hadn’t been healthy.
Anne’s first time having anal sex had been with her best friend Jane’s boyfriend, because Jane wouldn’t do it. Anne had made Jane watch. In turn Jane had once convinced Anne to masturbate while Jane took pictures with an old Polaroid. Jane had shown the pictures to a fairly large number of people.
The third girl in the triangle, Emma, had been an instigator. She’d driven the other two to constantly push each other, to shame each other and to constantly escalate.
The dynamic during her sexual awakening had left its mark on Anne. Anne often switched between being very dominant and quite submissive in bed. So her pronouncement wasn’t a complete surprise. But she seemed more urgent, more strident, than she ever had before.
“You want to be dominated?” I asked cautiously. “Like a BDSM scene?”
Mutated [M/M, Femboy, Dubcon, Public]
A strange little story that’s been bouncing in my head for a while. Not what this sub usually sees, but hopefully you enjoy nonetheless. May make a part two, may not. We’ll see.
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Story Summary; A humanoid slime highschooler named Josh struggles with the fact that his best-friend-slash-huge-crush, Damien, a sizeable amateur shapeshifter, doesn’t have the same feelings for him. Or… does he?
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Josh wasn’t an ordinary high school student. In fact, he had never even *seen* a real high school. As far as he could remember, his existence was a secret from everyone who wasn’t his parents, or the government. Why? Well, because he was born “magically”. In other words, he shouldn’t have existed.
See, Josh was a slime. An actual, yellow, humanoid slime. In an age where people no longer believed magic existed, the United States government felt the need to keep the reality that magic was, some way, somehow, real out of the blue twenty-two years ago, a secret from the world. So, Josh lived out in the rural countryside, just outside of Indianapolis, which was the apparent hotspot of literally *all* of the sudden magical activity over the past twenty years, and he was picked up by a bus every morning to go to “high school”.
Reconnecting with an old teacher PT. 3 [M22/F50] [Age gap] [Femdom] [Cheating] [Fiction]
While I was driving home I just listened to her tell me about her life, but she was getting deeper and deeper into detail about the things she wished for in her life, I just nodded and added a few confirmation words for her to know I was paying attention, knowing she was also a bit tipsy I just wanted her to feel comfortable. But suddenly she started talking about things I never expected to hear from her. “I need excitement in my life, I’m tired of the same cycle and monotonous lifestlye, I had a great time tonight and I actually felt good…” her hand slowly reached for my thigh, as I put my hand down to stop her, but she didn’t let me, “What are you.. whats going on?” I asked, “Listen, youre a man now,” she gripped my arm and placed it back on the wheel as her hand reached for my thigh again, rubbing it up and down, “we can cut the shit and stop the nice guy chats and you can just say whats on your mind you little shit. I know what you want, I see the way you look at me and check me out, or you think I’m dumb?” she gripped me hard and her nails brushed over my jeans exactly over my crotch, which was already growing in excitement and nerves. I had no words, I kept driving and for once I was stuck on what to say. “Thats what I thought,” she continued, “Now you don’t want to admit it-“ “Yes I want it” I cut her off, “you’re beautiful and I’ve been fantasizing about you since the day we saw eachother.” What the fuck did I just say, I thought to myself, probably the worst answer I could’ve came up with. I looked at her from the corner of my eye as I kept the wheel steady on the road and her hand reached for my zipper. She was smirking and let a slight giggle, it almost sounded evil. She shuffled around my crotch until she unzipped my jeans, followed by the release of my button. 7 mins. read the GPS, I didn’t know what to do, I was still stuck. She spread my jeans out revealing my Calvin Kleins, along with a bulge that would surprise any girl my age. She grabbed it and gave it a slow rub over the underwear, no words had been said since my stupid response about fantasizing about her. “Wha- what about your husband?” Another stupid question, I kept hating myself every time I opened my mouth. “He’s a loser, he can’t get himself to work even if he prayed for it. We’ve both been wanting a moment like this for a while.” Both? I thought, my confusion and nerves grew even bigger, “What do you mean both?” She let out a laugh, “You young kids, this is exactly why I want this. So naïve and clueless. Take me home. You got work to do.” My confusion intensified and my mind fogged, so much that I never noticed her cold hand on my cock until I looked down and she was stroking me with her nails gracing my balls. As I took the last turn and drove down the dark street my GPS said arrived. I had no idea what was going to happen, maybe that was it. She’d get out of the car and we would probably never bring this up again. Just a drunk moment. My thoughts got disrupted by her voice, “you’re going to come in with me. You’re going to tell my husband everything that you’ve fantasized about with me, to the last line.” My throat knotted and my heart fell to my stomach. I was doomed with no way out. We walked in and I was welcomed by the smell of cinnamon and wood, the A/C definitely colded than usual for the summer especially late at night like this. The temperature change made me shiver, or were those nerves? I looked to my left and there was a man, close to her age but visibly aged a bit more than Mrs. Miller. “Who do we have here?” were the first words out of his mouth. “Shoes” she mumbled as I took a step towards her husband, quickly I turned around and placed them next to the door, I closed my eyes and hoped my life didn’t end today. “This is Jeremy,” she continued, “a former student of mine, isn’t it crazy how time flies by? All grown up, out of college and with all these tattos. I’m sure all the girls love to check them out.” Just like you were Mrs. Miller, rubbing up on me at the bar, I thought to myself. “Yeah, haha, nice to meet you.. Mr.. Miller, I just brought your wife home because she asked for a ride,” I reached to shake his hand, “we had a few drinks with our team and her ride left, so I’m glad I was good to drive and get her home safe.” He took my hand and gave it a firm shake. “No worries, have a seat, Scotch?” Oh fuck, “I’m actually okay, I have to head out it’s late I should just go home, had enough drinks for today!” I tried to make it a joke, but he didn’t seem to have much of a reaction. “Don’t you worry kid, we have enough space for you to stay, don’t want you driving out at night anymore, just sit back, accept my offer. But first I must ask, are you even old enough to drink?” He followed my comedic work, automatically feeling a bit more relaxed I held back a smile and just answered “22, sir”. It was just him and I in the living room, having very little of a conversation when she came back in from the kitchen, bottle of whiskey in one hand along with 3 glasses full of ice, “So J, tell my husband, what was it that happened in the car?” Boom. I was just starting to forget why I was here in the first place. He looked at me somewhat confused, intrigued on what I was going to say, “Wha-? In, in the car, well we just had a nice drive talking about life and the things we wished were different.” Keep it cool J. “Right, that was a conversation, but what happened?” She insisted, the ice in Mr. Millers cup swerved around as he took a sip of the dark liquor. “Well, Mrs. Miller… she told me about her wanting some, more excitement in her life… and uh, as I drove, she actually touched me a little, just rubbed my leg and stuff..” he put his glass down, finished his gulp and looked over at her, unable to read his expressions I did not know what was about to happen. “Is he being serious?” He asked, maintaining eye contact with her. I knew she had fucked up, I should’ve never accepted coming in and just ran away. “Yes, he actually is, I took his cock out of his pants and stroked him all the way home.” Lady, what are you doing I thought. After what felt like a year long silence, he smirked and looked over at me, “How do those claws feel on you boy? Did you expect your old teacher to be such a whore?” My heart dropped for the 5th time that evening. I took a sip of my drink trying to keep it together, my bulge once again creeping in my jeans, “She was great, but I wouldn’t call her such a whore since she didn’t fit it in her mouth.” Right on Jeremy. Its fair game now.
I F19 fucked my friend in exchange for his silence
i lied on my resume to get a well paying part time job, but once my friend found out he was furious. My friend is a very moral, christian kind of person, and he threatened to report me to my supervisors unless I came clean. I would have almost certainly been fired, so I was really panicking, until I remembered I had one thing going in my favor. My friend was a really, really horny virgin bastard. The plan was set then, i came up to him with a preposition, i will let him fuck me as long as he keeps his silence and doesn’t get me fired. He was in a big dilemma, he was a proud Christian but he really wants sex. He pondered this for a while before he finally came back to me with an answer.
He would take the deal. He removed my clothes and my underwear, before I placed my lips on his dick and started blowing him. I could tell he was really enjoying this, he came quite quickly. I swallowed and smiled, before going up on his body and lining myself up on his dick. He wasn’t packing much, but I hadn’t had sex for months at this point so I was going to take what I could get. It didn’t take long for him to cum inside me, and to this day, I still have that job :)
F19 A small guy felt insecure over his height, so I fucked him to make him feel better
There was a really nice friend of mine who was always self conscious about his height. He was only 5 foot 5, and every girl he’d ever liked only went for 6ft+ people as a minimum. I know the poor guy didn’t deserve it, and he was so sweet, so I decided to fuck him to make him feel better.
It was a surprisingly easy conversation to come up, and his answer was apparently an easy one. I thought he was a virgin, but the skill he had in removing my clothes and turning me on made me think that he wasn’t! I was soon naked in his bed, and let me tell you, what he lacks in height he more than made up for with his cock. He fucked me hard, I had never clutched anything as hard as I did his clothes as he pounded me, my pussy was wet and dripping and entirely at his mercy. Safe to say I think he got a big ego boost after that.
Winter break fun with my ex gf, Josie [MFF 21] part 20, punishing my gf Amy and ex gf Josie. [light bondage] [CNC]
The next morning, after dinner at Josie’s, I woke up to the sound of Josie and Amy making out. I said, “Hey, where did Amy get that tshirt she slept in, Josie? I’ve been looking for that shirt.”
Josie grinned and nervously said, “uh…I think you left it here one time.”
I said, “I didn’t leave it here. What did I leave your house without a shirt on? You stole it,” and I started pulling it off Amy. Amy was giggling and she held the shirt down so I could not pull it off and said, “No, Jack…stop, you’ll tear it.”
Josie said, “Fine, I stole it at your house”
I said, “I don’t think you guys get how serious this is…you are in real trouble.”
More laughing from the girls.
I said, “Alright, I have had enough. I’m going to have to teach you guys a lesson.” I climbed out of bed and grabbed Amy by the leg, pulling her toward the foot of the bed. Amy squealed and Josie grabbed her arm to help her.