driving to you [MF]

I live on the east coast now. Closer to you. I hope to just get lost driving one day only to end up three hours away and much farther from home. “Can I just sleep on your couch? I promise you won’t even see me in the morning.” I can hear the concern for my safety and the chiding followed by a whole hearted yes. The sun had already set for the day so by the time I get there, it was late.

Meet your roommates, shower, settle down. It would start of as always, us just talking. My bare legs draped over you, my body curled into your side as the effects of the few celebratory shots set in. The bottoms of my thigh are resting over top of your thighs, the thin fabric of my shirt not stopping the soft press of my breasts when you nudge into them. You’ve seen most of my body before, bikini clad summers from the times we went to the beach in high school.

My best friend and I risked it all and fucked. Part 2: Risky Road Trip. [cheating] [fiction]

Part2:

Three loud knocks at the door that jolt us both awake.
“Aidan? Are you awake yet?!”, Cassidy yells through the front door. Aidan and I frantically throw on our clothes.
“Fuck she was supposed to get here at 12pm”,
We both look at the clock and to our surprise it’s 12:30.
“Get under the bed”, he whispers to me in a demanding tone. I comply.
Cassidy is still banging on the door.
“I’ve been trying to call all fucking morning where are you?!”,
“Just a minute babe”, Aidan responds.

This angers me, for the first time in our friendship I can’t listen to him call her pet names. He said he loved me last night why would he still be calling her that. He opens the door and greets her.

“Where were you? You never sleep in so late”, she complains.

“I just couldn’t fall asleep, work was really hectic. But I’m glad to see you now.”,

He says to her as they leave, I hear the front door close and Cas’s car sputter and start.

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My best friend and I risked it all and fucked [fiction] [cheating]

My (21F) best friend (22M), Aidan, has been my closest friend in the past 4 years. Life recently has getting pretty rough for me and he was always there for me no matter what. We see each other often just one on one and in our main group weekly for drinks. We all get along with each other well and I feel like I’ve been in such a good place. He’s had a girlfriend for the past 3 years and we get along well. She doesn’t mind our relationship at all. I’ve been dating this guy who has somewhat of a problem with it but we’ve only been seeing each other for about 2 months.

Soft [F/F]

*****sorry, not really a story, just thoughts/daydreaming about my fantasy of having sex with a woman*****

Soft

Fingers caressing, running over each other’s bodies.

Every touch a delightful tingle of pleasure.
Kisses – soft lips brushing together, tongues meeting. Gently at first, quickly building in intensity.

Hands go from exploring to groping.

Breathing getting faster, chests rising and falling. Nipples grazing, hardening.

Hands venture further south.

Wet, swollen with arousal. Both of us.

A new feeling – soft, manicured fingers instead of strong, callused ones.

Teasing slowly before entering.

Delicate, full lips nearing my clit.

The tickle of your hair as it brushes my thigh.

Trembling with anticipation, then moaning with pleasure when I feel your tongue.

Slow and gentle, I already feel close.

Your fingers expertly stroking my g-spot.
Pleasure building, I can’t help but squirm.

Your arms wrap around my thighs, as you bury your face further. An unrelenting assault on my clit, my moans get even louder.

My body shaking as I cum, hard. You greedily lick and suck my juices, then kiss me deeply so I taste myself on your lips and tongue….

NSFW Surprised by a Transwoman

I’ll admit that I was frustrated, and perhaps that clouded my judgement.

I’d posted a few times on craigslist and once that died on other sites lamenting my wife’s lack of
interest in performing oral on me and her lack of talent when she did occasionally get around to doing it.  Unfortunately, my inbox wasn’t exactly flooded with responses from sympathetic women eager to take me
into their own mouths.

In fact, the majority of responses I got were from men.  Some responses were along the lines of “I feel for you, bro.  My wife hasn’t sucked my cock in years.”  Most of the emails from guys were pointed offers to
suck me off.  I deleted these with a sigh – after all, that’s not what I was looking for.

Then my iphone buzzed with another message.  I popped open the email and saw a message labeled as being from a “Shannon.”  The text inside
simply said, “Come visit me and I guarantee you the most memorable blow
job you’ve ever experienced.”  Attached was a photo showing her in
slight profile, wearing a tight shirt that showed the curve of her
breasts and a mini-skirt beneath which I could see a hint of red
panties.

25 [M4F]I’m in charge of hiring at the company you’re interviewing for.

**PLOT** : It’s the big day you’ve been anxious about ever since you managed to land an interview at the company of your dreams. It’s a small start up with lots of promise for growth and upward mobility, it pays well, you can work from home, it’s got all the perks of your dream career.

You’re a professional woman through and through, but the day of the interview you can’t help but side with the top that’s *just* a tad too low cut to be professional, and a skirt that’s *just* a hair too short.

Will I notice? Will it sway my decision? Do you want me to notice? You ask yourself all these questions as you prepare to do **whatever** it takes to land this job. Turns out I’m willing to do whatever it takes to make you *earn* this job.

My kinks and things I want to do in this scene include, but are not limited to: bondage, anal, deep throat, rough sex, sloppy oral, spanking, slapping, humiliation.

My hard limits are beastiality, non legal age play, and scat.
Other then that please free to ask and give any suggestions!

Drunk Encounter (college trans girl with a friend)

my friend Stephen’s parents were gone on vacation, and he invited my brother and I to his house for a party. We all started drinking vodka, and my brother got drunk and passed out on the trampoline in the backyard. I was sitting in the living room watching tv when Stephen came in wearing only his boxers. I could see his hard cock pushing against them as he made his way toward me on the couch.

“I’m so horny” he said (he’s subtle), “suck my cock”

Part of me was thinking about how awful his line was, and the other part was thinking how badly I wanted to do it. I looked outside and saw my brother passed out turned away from me. I still didn’t want to risk it

“no!” I told him.

“come on” he said, pulling his long cock out of his boxers, “you know you want to” he pushed his cock against my lips and I could taste his precum.

“my brothers right there” I told him, “lets go in the other room”

“just suck it first” he replied, rubbing it against my lips. I looked at him a second.

Our first time [M/F]

I was at the club when I saw her, she was dancing like nobody was seeing, she had a smile on her face that looked like it was shinning. She was so beautiful! Her long black her that reached her lower back was moving in sync with her beautiful hips, she was wearing a summer dress that showed her frame, her small waist and large hips, her beautiful round butt and her small breasts.
But her face was what made me keep looking, the way she danced with her eyes closed was so sexy I was hipnotized, I picked a spot were I could see her and kept dancing, not long after she noticed me looking and sometimes she looked back and give me a little smile, I was smitten by her and was thinking on how to approach when she leaves the dance floor and goes to the bar, when she is leaving she gave me the quickest of looks but it was enough to embolden me to follow.
After she got her drink she was leaning on the balcony near one end of the bar, looking at the people of the club.
I gather my nerves and went to say hi.
– Hello, you looked like you really enjoy dancing.
– Hi, thanks, I just enjoy the music, but I don’t think that I dance well.
– But you do, I was hipnotized looking at you.
She blushed a little with that, she was so beautiful! She was asian and her makeup enphasized her eyes, and she had such a intense look! But i couldn’t keep my eyes from her mouth, her full lips looked perfect for kissing!
– I’m G******, I said.
– I’m S*****, didn’t you have long hair?
Now I was really surprised!
– Yeah, I had, Icut it about two months ago, but how did you know that?
– I saw you here a while ago.
– Too bad that I didn’t saw you, we could be together for that much more time.
– Ohh we are going to be together then? She said with a laugh.
– Well, I don’t think that there is other option. I mean, I know that I won’t be able to keep you out of my mind, and if you remember me from seeing me just once, nevermind recognizing me after I cuted my hair, is clear that you liked me.
She kept looking ate me with a smile, sensing that maybe I was right I leaned in and tried kissing her, half expecting a slap, but instead I got her kiss, with her wonderful firm lips in mine, her delicious tongue wrapping around mine, it was amazing, we kept kissing for a good time, our bodies pressing together, my hand really wanted to go exploring but we were at the club so I had to hold myself.
I really wanted to take her somewhere else, but I didn’t had a car, so we found a sofa and kept kissing and feeling ourselfs , our libido was raising like lava, so we kind forgot where we were and our hands was increasingly founding each other bodies, until one of the bouncers interrupted us and said the we were not in a motel.
She became red as a beet, and tried to hide her face in my chest, the smell of her hair was amazing!
– Do you wanna take a walk outside? We can find a more reserved spot, I asked.
– No, we are going too fast, I think I will go home.
I was immediately frustrated! Fucking bouncer!
– You don’t have to go, we can stay here, I will behave, I said smiling at her.
– Yeah, right. No, thanks, but I really should get home… But you can walk me there, I live nearby!
My heart skipped a beat!
– Of course I walk you home.
We leaved the clube and walked, with a few stops to make out some more on the way, to her home.
We stopped ate the gate and kissed some more.

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Parnassian

I wanna make love to a poet.
Let him literally lick me into alliteration like a little sticky lollipop, couplet on my clit laced with thick bubbly white spit.
I wanna make love to a poet.
I bet it’ll be so romantic, we can fuck eachother continuously like an enjambment, jamming dick inside my guts until I can’t stand it.
I wanna make love to poet that can stand in it, I stan for how you create murals with your words, I got 8 octaves for every time you make me cum baby I can create stanzas with it.
Give me that dic(tion) formal or high, bring my vulva to a volta rhetorically shifting all these nasty thoughts out of my mind.
I wanna make love to a poet.
Make you beat this pussy acrostic, while I spread across it. Open up this naked poetry so Calligraphee can delicately cream sauce it.
I got a riddle at the tip of my tongue that I want you to try and guess, tell me your answer while I deepthroat you listening to how you sound in my esophagus.
I wanna make a love to a poet that understands my soliloquy, a wordsmith engineer that understands this ass(onance) requires both hands to steer or you might not make it.
I wanna make love to a poet that will just take it.
Lay me out on a blank verse daddy I promise I won’t fake it, I need the whole foot and not even 2 syllables short; put my legs behind my head if you want it that way or this position can be your last resort.
The symbolism in your eyes is telling me that you like to be inside, if my pussy spits haiku’s when I nut on you then just sit back and enjoy the ride.
I wanna make love to a poet.
We can doggerel in doggy style, you know that’s what turns me on.
I love to feel your masculine rhyme wrapped around my neck choking the vowels from my mouth ’til they’re all gone.
I wanna make love to a poet.
I’ll get his tercet erect, kissing and licking letting him watch me work the head from A to Z like the motherfucking alphabet. I slurp metaphors and squirt similes, moaning begging you to reach the climax so you can creampie me.
The repetition keeps me flowing, cumming everytime like a fiend strung on crack but truth be told if I ever got the chance to make love to a poet…..I promise I’m never coming back.

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Lust Script

“I think it needs more…”

“More what?” She says.

“Hmmmm just more personality, it isn’t youuu. The you that I know YOU can be.” He scolded.

Slightly discouraged she stood there.

“I think I need your help.”

He arises from his seat to enter onto the stage from the side staircase, she commanded her attention forward hearing his footsteps grow closer until she could feel his breath on the side of her face.

Standing directly behind her he slowly kneels down to be met with her beautiful round shapely ass staring right back into his locked in eyes.

“May I? He asks.

The tone in his voice was polite but demanding, she could feel the heat of him breathing near her already warm pool as if he was panting.

“Yes.” She replies.

He grabs her hips caressing her juicy curves before sliding her black leggings down to reveal such a snatch.

“Try it again, say the line.”

She takes a deep breath trying to ignore the calling from her inner womanhood.

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