[M/F/M/F] Me and my guy crossed paths with my best friend and her guy and we all got together

Part 1 (next part is in comments)

This happened a while ago and I really wanted to write about it but it took me a long time to get it all down. I had a lot of fun remembering and writing though. I hope you enjoy it!

A couple of years ago my [f] friend Alexis [f] and I met a guy named Jacob and quickly became friends with him. He had a nice apartment that was a great place to hang out so we were over there a few times a week.

A little backstory about Alexis and I, we were best friends since we were kids but also had a long-term, on-and-off friends with benefits thing going on. I wrote other stories about how that got started if you want to know it, but for now it’s enough to say that we were totally comfortable around each other sexually and in a lot of ways.

An all cum diet

I posted this once before but it got taken down due to lack of karma. Guess I have enough karma now..

I keep fantasizing about going on an all cum diet. It turns me on to think of eating nothing but big creamy loads of cum, letting it fill my belly and supply all my nutrients. I can’t stop thinking about it. I literally daydream about every man I see. I want to worship their balls, kiss them, lick them, gently fondle them in my hands, heavy balls – juicy, swollen and full.

My fantasy? I dream of living off of cum. I want every man I see to feed me. I want them to put me on my knees and use my pretty cock sucking mouth to drain their huge fucking balls until they’ve been miked dry. I want to swallow load after load of hot sticky semen, feel it flood my mouth and slide down my greedy throat until I’m full.

Gentlemen, I’m so hungry. Please feed me.

F Horny Solo Lesbian Musings

I’m so horny. I want to be the most amazing sub. When my Domme comes home, I’ll have her dinner waiting for her on the table and answer the door on my knees, with my thighs spread. No panties in the house, my pussy juice dribbling from my puffy cunt. I’ll edge myself every hour on the hour and when my shift is over, take my panties off in the bathroom and stuffing them in my pocket. I start on the laundry as soon as I get home. I doubt she’d want me wasting anymore of my wetness on them. I’d be good and not even think about cumming until after she ate. Even then she could be tired from work or not in the mood. My pussy could go a whole day or two without any attention and I’d have to hold it like a good girl. Imagine how painful that’d be in the shower, toweling off, going to sleep, getting up and getting dressed for another day? The friction would get me at some point. I know that my legs would stayed closed longer than normal, savoring the warmth and pressure from my thighs. And the underwear, forget it. I’m sure I’d be hyped focused on the quality of the fabric, how rough or soft it’d be against me. I already have trouble staying dry at work and with no release, it wouldn’t be long until there was an inevitable ruin. It’s so painful when you need it for so long but you can’t get any time to yourself. Those contractions fucking suck. But it’d be worth it for her to see my suffering and take pity on me, lending me her thigh or hand to cum on.

Soft smooth and hungry

I’ve been playing with my pussy all night. I’m supposed to go to work in an hour, but I don’t know how I’m going to be able to concentrate on something as mundane as work. I got a Brazillan the other day. I’m in love with how smooth and soft and sensitive my labia are. They have the soft velvet texture of rose petals. Every touch turns me on. Even the feel of my clothes or the slight friction of walking makes my pussy feel good. I can’t keep my hands off myself.

An Incubus’s Desire is too sweet to resist

(I have been writing this for a while and this is just an extract of one of my favourite scene’s, it has been tailored and edited to be shorter and sweeter for you all but it’s something I hold close to my heart so I hope you enjoy it, it’s a little different from my usual writings as this is fantasy rather than brutal reality :) )

If I could save time in a bottle

The first thing that I’d like to do

Is to save everyday ’til eternity passes away

Just to spend it with you… (Jim Croce – Time in a bottle)

Night surrounded the sleeping form in her four poster, the curtains slowly billowing in the cool breeze from the open window. Dreams tortured her with the knowledge of the truth she had not wished to accept but to which she had no control, as her subconscious reiterated that her heart no longer slept soundly beside her. A break in the clouds revealed the moon’s light whose icy fingers crept slowly across the bed towards the fitful creature. Shining brightly through the curtains beginning to produce a form above her, made of shadow and moonlight her Incubus stared down at his prey.

Fuck You’re Sexy

Did we just do that?
We are eating at a restaurant. The food is good but you are where my attention is drawn. You’re wearing a shortish dress, low cut in the front, giving me many views of your perfect chest. I’ve been checking you out all night. We’re in a booth near the back of the restaurant. I need to feel you. I put my hand on your knee under the table. You look at me with an inquisitive look but don’t resist.

Little Haven Part 1 [MF]

I’m on my back on a bed of straw. The crunchy fibers are making a rhythmic rustling sound and the two of us are breathing hard, but quiet. You’re above me, thrusting hard into me. Sweat dripping down your chest onto my belly. The squishy sounds of your member pulsing in and out of my soaking wet cunt and your thighs smacking against my ass can probably be heard by the tenants in the next room. You look me in the eyes, but I can’t hold your gaze. I break contact and close my eyes. I’m starting to feel things for you now and I have to pretend that I don’t. I can’t let you know. If you find out, you’ll have to stop. You’ll continue on with the others and I cannot stand the thought of you passing by my door in the dark. I live for the nights you stand in my doorway and I feel your presence.

Punishing errant slaves (Part 4)

I got up and left the kitchen to get dressed. I’d decided to work out instead of playing video games because Christy already had a bad day in front of her and punishing her for Megan’s trick seemed over the line somehow.

As I walked past the kitchen again on my way to the door I paused to admire the view. Megan was still in her form-hugging robe but Christy had changed into a tiny pair of booty shorts and a bikini top. I watched their asses for a minute as Christy bent forward slightly to scrub the omelet pan and Megan dried the plate that had just been handed to her. Megan turned to put the plate away and saw me watching.

“Need something master?” she asked.

“Not right now, I’m going to the gym. Once you’re done there, prepare yourselves for me. I should be back in about an hour and a half. After you’re ready, you may relax until I get home.”

“Thank you sir.” both girls said in unison.

Peeping Tom gets his due reward [FFM] [Spanking] [Pt 4]

Lisa and Ms Maguire had a conversation about an upcoming tennis tournament as if it was perfectly normal to have a virtually naked Jimmy standing in the room with them. After the 10mins or so they called him back to the desk. The heat from his bottom was immense and he could already feel the bruising as he walked back but he had managed to regain some composure.

“Right”, said Lisa, “Jimmy go fetch the cane”

Jimmy made his way back to box, there were actually a number of canes he realised and although he had never been on the receiving end he had heard about differences between light nursery canes versus the much heavier and severe senior cane. He spotted the smallest one in the bunch and picked it out hoping that Lisa would not notice anything different.

Taking a deep breath, Jimmy turned and made the walk back.

“I’m sorry for spying on you and playing with myself. Please use this cane on my bare bum to help me improve”

Lisa took the cane and started to swish it through the air.

Bi Exploration Part 2

It the week since Garrett took my virgin ass all I could think about was sucking his dick. Wondering what his head and shaft would feel like in my mouth, what his precum would taste like and how it would be to finally swallow another guy’s load. It’s been driving me crazy. I edged for three straight days early in the week just so I could eat my precum, wishing it was Garrett’s. The fourth day I couldn’t hold back. My cravings were so intense and playing with my tip and head felt so could that I couldn’t hold back. As I was about to cum I thought “shit!, I don’t want to waste it!” Without hesitation I came in my hand and put it right in my mouth. It was almost automatic. I’ve eaten my load before, but this time was different. It tasted so fucking good and I wished for more, but I was empty. Though, it was easily one of the most satisfying jerk off sessions I have ever had.