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Chance Encounter….the morning after

This is fairly short but it is the start of my next story…..leading to date #2 for these two. Enjoy this little Monday appetizer.

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We are finishing up a late breakfast the morning after a totally unexpectedly sexy overnight first date. I needed to get home – chores and a yoga class are my agenda for the day but I’m feeling like our chemistry is off the charts so I’m torn. On the one hand, I really wanted to stay and get to know more about you. But, even more than that, I didn’t want to ruin what seemed to be an amazing connection with too much too soon. My decision was clear – I stood and quickly stacked our plates and silverware preparing to fully clean the kitchen since you did all the cooking. You follow me to the kitchen with my coffee cup setting it down on the counter and moving behind me to slide your arms around my waist. I turned the water off and went still as you hugged me closer, nuzzling my shoulder. I almost held my breath, trying to not break the spell when you said softly, “I have an idea”. “Let’s hear it”, I smiled and you slid your hands under the tee shirt of yours that I had borrowed and gently cupped my boobs. When your thumbs grazed and teased my nipples, I moaned and relaxed against you.

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Dinner Party at the Boss’s [FMMMM] [groupsex, cuck,DP, anal, blowjob]

“CAREFUL”, the e-mail’s subject line read. “Don’t let the boss see this!” It was going around the office like a flu. Everyone who got it knew exactly what it was, since several e-mails like this went around every day. All of them would deny it, of course, but practically all of the office’s guys, and a few of the girls as well, were in on the porn-sharing scheme. Everyone knew who to forward it to. These e-mails got passed around so much – and, at least by some participants, in a careful manner, cleaning up the subject line and message body – that it was hard to track down where it all began. The tradition was older than anyone currently at the office too, it seemed, which only made the origin point of those e-mails even more mysterious. But one thing was certain – whenever one of those popped up in your inbox, you knew you had some really juicy stuff lined up.

First Time? [Cis M/Trans F] [light D/s]

*This is a teaser for a longer story. Posting to gauge interest in this kind of thing and receive feedback. Let me know what you think and whether you’d want to see more!*

“It’s okay, you know, we can stop if you want to.” He drew his head back and looked down at me with concern. He must have been able to tell I was terrified. Gently, he took his hand off of my top, where it had been cupping my breast.

“It’s — it’s not that, not really, I’m just…” I trailed off, not sure how to articulate what I was feeling. I pushed myself a few inches back and swung my legs over the side of the couch. Looking down, I stared at my socks.

I was telling the truth. I didn’t want to *stop,* not really, even though I did feel a little better now that he wasn’t on top of me and we were just talking. “I’m sorry. I don’t know what–” I felt my voice catch in my throat. *I don’t know what’s wrong with me.* “I like you a lot, you –” *You shouldn’t have to deal with this. Some stupid teenage trans girl you’ve barely been on three dates with having a breakdown in your apartment for no reason.* “I feel like I’m ruin–” I felt my lip trembling, and I realized I was starting to cry.

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A Chance Encounter With an Acquaintance (fiction) (m/f) (creampie)

Due to situations beyond my control, I had to move back to my hometown. I was living with my aunt and found myself at a dive bar off the main strip. I was a couple beers in when a female voice said to me, “Hey, aren’t you (my name)?” I turned to look and saw Kennedy. She graduated from our high school a year after me. We never hung out in the same circles, but we had many mutual acquaintances. She’d had four kids and wasn’t as thin as she was back in the day, but she was still very fuckable.

We talked and had a few drinks between us when closing time came about. I was about to tell her goodnight, but she cut me off and asked if I wanted to go back to her place. She told me her husband was out of town and her kids were at her mom’s house. Turns out, her house was only a block from the bar.

Alexis & Wolf – Older Brothers Best Friend Romance

UPDATED!

**Part Seven** is now available on *Wattpad*!

*Now on Inkitt too!*

***The heat between them is undeniable. All they have to do is give in to one another. Even if that means their best friend/brother is sitting right next to you…Right?***

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Alexis –

He’s her older brother’s best friend and the only guy she’s ever loved. She was tired of being seen as just her brothers’ little sister. Most of all, she wants his massive hunky body pressing into hers while they make out on the couch!

Wolf –

She’s off-limits for more than one reason. She’s his best friend’s little sister. She’s way too young. Even when she parades herself around in her skimpy little shorts and pouts with her deliciously biteable lips. Totally off limits!

Enjoy ;)

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I Told You What Would Happen [MF]

I didn’t expect a trip to the aquarium to be so eventful. I knew we would have a good time, but I didn’t expect to see you stop in a dim corner, looking around to make sure we were alone, then lifting your skirt and bending over. Despite the lack of light, I could clearly see your gleaming princess plug. You dropped your skirt and stuck your tongue out at me, skipping off ahead of me.

This uncharacteristic boldness shocked me and I nearly had to run to catch up with you. When I did so, I put my arm around you and pulled you in tight, whispering into your ear. “Keep teasing like that and you’re going to be walking around here with more than that plug inside you. You had better quit while you’re ahead, unless you want everyone to know what a dumb little slut you are.” I loved seeing you blush and boy, did you blush at that.

I told you about what I did with my ex and you fuck me sorry (F19)

My chest was heavy as I got home from work. How would I be able to look you in the eyes and tell you what I did? That I let him fuck me…That I liked it. As soon as I walked through the door you greeted me warmly and my stomach turned. I couldn’t get it out of my head. The guilt, the arousal. It was a war. You asked me how my day was and I smiled back at you, telling you that it was fine. We sat on the couch and you could tell something was weighing on me. You asked what was wrong and I sighed, my eyes starting to well a little.

“I saw my ex today”. I breathed. Your eyebrows raised “oh?”
“He just came in to work to talk. I told him I had nothing to say to him but the way he looked at me- I took him into my office.” I waved my hand as of to dismiss what happened. “I’m sorry.”
You’re just sat next to me, unsure of what to even say. A few minutes pass before you ask me to tell you everything. Reluctantly I tell you that he apologised for how things ended. He told me he still thought about me all of the time, thought about what I was doing, what I was wearing… how I looked under the dress I was wearing.

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Pinned down and forced to wet myself 19[FM]

The other day I was lying in bed with my boyfriend; we’d both been drinking because it was our indoor date night, and I was starting to need a wee. As I think many people can relate to, I was tucked up in bed cozily and couldn’t find the energy to get up and go so I just rocked my hips back and forth a little. My boyfriend noticed my discomfort and started holding me down playfully, pushing a little on my belly. I told him it wasn’t funny and that I had to go but he just kept teasing me. After a few minutes my desperation was starting to build and so was my frustration with him pressing on me.

He noticed that I was really starting to need it and moved his hand from my stomach to my pussy. He started to play with my clit a little and it worked as a pretty good distraction at first. I stopped fighting to get away and gave in to the pleasure a little. I closed my eyes and before I knew it, his fingers were inside of me.

Morning Sex [MF]

Waking up slowly I relax, it’s Saturday morning, there is no need to rush. Lost in a semi aware state between waking up and falling back asleep I roll over. My right arm falls across the mid section of my wife A.

She’s on her left side facing away from me, still fast asleep. I slide over to lay pressed up against her, to catch the last warmth of the bed before I get out to start my day. My right hand cups her breast and her immediate response is to wiggle her butt further back so it’s pressed up against me.

I’ve been awake less than 5 minutes and whatever dream I had hasn’t totally left me yet since my dick is still standing proud and pushing up against A’s cheek. She angles her hips so I push into her underwear, but cupped between her cheeks now.

She wants it I think to myself, she’s never this responsive in the morning. I know last night I fell asleep before her and I remember her trying to talk to me when she came to bed, she probably tried to wake me up for it then and I slept through it. Fool.

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