My mother and our dirty Landlord pt #1

I had been living alone with my mother for most of my life. My dad left us when I was a baby and my mom was left alone to raise me by herself. I was only a kid when I realized the horrors of what my mother has been doing, but I’ll start at the beginning. We lived in a small run-down apartment and it was great. We didn’t have anything and we lived with the bare minimum, but we got through. My mom was the most amazing women you could ask for. She was strong-minded, sweet, hardworking, and beautiful. She was the best mother, and I couldn’t ask for anything more. I was walking back home from school and heard loud noises coming from our apartment. I was confused and struggled to open our door and I finally opened it to see my landlord under our sink. Our landlord was a nasty guy. He was fat, unhygienic, and most of all he was a dick. My mom made me be nice to him.

“Hey, Mr. Smith…” He replied “B-back from school Ryan? I was just fixing this sink, your mom called me over” “Yes sir. Oh I felt like the sink was the only thing really working in this apartment hahahaha”

Research at the Library (19F) [voyeurism] [college]

This is my first story I’ve ever written so any feedback is definitely appreciated :)

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When I was in my second year at university, I was headed to the massive main library on campus with one of my lab mates. The building was ten stories high, with lots of study spaces on the first few floors, but after the third floor it was mostly just stacks and archives. Being the digital age we now live in, most students get their research materials through online databases, meaning these stacks often remained empty for long periods of time.

Once we got to our usual study spot on the second floor, I put my stuff down and decided to go use the bathroom before I got into my “study zone”. Unfortunately, once I got to the bathroom, I was met with an “OUT OF ORDER” sign on the door. Frustrated, I now had to go find another bathroom, and according to the map of the library, the next one was on the fifth floor. Needing to go pretty badly, I practically ran to the elevators and repeatedly pushed the “up” button as if it would make the elevator retrieve me faster.

[MF] [MILF] [voy] MY MID-LIFE FLING – The story of how I ran into an old lover and seduced him, all with the consent of my husband.

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It all started innocently enough. I was running some errands at the local mall of our college town on my day off. Just the usual stuff, you know, picking up some food for the dog and cats, getting a prescription filled, and browsing through the department stores looking for bargains- one of my favorite hobbies.

As I was looking at some blouses, I overheard a man’s voice that I recognized, but I couldn’t place. He was talking to someone else nearby in the same department. When I turned to look, I recognized him immediately. It was Randy, someone I had had a fling within the distant past, about 30 years before.

It really hadn’t been much of a fling. I had fallen hard for him when we were both students at the university. He had sandy brown hair and was a member of the university soccer team. I remembered thinking that I couldn’t believe someone as attractive as him could be interested in a girl like me.

My wife’s one night stand (MMF) (Wife Sharing)

One night I M22 was on a business trip in California while my wife F21 was at home. We were both horny one night while on FaceTime together and we played truth or dare.

We went back and forth daring each other and telling dirty secrets and one truth I asked her was to name her top 3 best guys she’s fucked (not including me of course because that’s every spouses first thing they say). One was her ex boyfriend before me. She said he was such a douche but he was a lot of fun to fuck. Another one was a guy she saw a couple times and fucked him once but it was the biggest cock she’s ever seen and it was the only cock that actually made her scream when he put it in. And the last guy was a guy she fucked when she was 18.

Looking for writing feedback!

I’m writing a little story for myself, and would love some feedback/impressions. It is about a newcomer to the BDSM club scene, focusing on character development at the moment.
If you’d like to read, reply or dm me for the doc link

Staying Employed, Part 5 (MF, Reluctant)

The rest of my day had been a nightmare. 5 hours, working at my desk unable to forget the feeling of Terry Prince’s tiny prick splashing cum over my tits while my body shuddered with an unwanted orgasm. The bastard had gotten off on the control, the domination. Adequate.

“Smug little prick,” I muttered under my breath as I was dressing for work the following morning.

“What was that, honey?” I heard Keith ask from behind me with a note of surprise in his voice.

“Oh nothing. Just someone from work,” I said in what I hoped came across as casual annoyance. “He was a bit critical of the project I was working on.”

“Right,” Keith replied. Something in his tone made me turn to look, and lo and behold he had slipped his cock out of his boxers and was stroking himself gently. He looked rock hard. I guess reducing his painkillers had left him feeling more… awake.

“I’m running a little late,” I said, hoping to postpone this particular encounter. Normally I was happy enough to fuck or suck Keith. He was a good lover, and did his best to take care of me in return. I’d had enough of dicks lately though, and wasn’t really in the mood. He was, though.

Little Red Riding Hood Pt. 10 [MF] [Fiction]

Walking slowly back to where I lay, your hips sway with every step. You slowly kneel down by my side as I close my eyes. I wait to feel your body rest against mine again. I hold my breathe in anticipation, but instead I feel your hands take hold of my paws. I open my eyes not knowing what to expect, but your eyes are confident as they encourage me to sit up. I bend at the waist as you gently help pull me. I sit back on my haunches and exhale hard as the pain rips at my side. But the pain is buffeted by the compassion your eyes show me. You smile as find my core strength to hold myself steady. Maybe I’m not as broken as I thought.

“How does that feel?” You ask me with the gentlest of voices like a sonnet whispered in the wind. The words alone seem to bring healing to my wounds. I want to respond but I’m afraid that my bark will turn you away. You might not be scared of me while I am injured and weak, but what happens when you see my bite. I’m scared to even smile in fear you will see the sharp nature of my teeth. I have no intention to shred you with my words but would you believe me if I said so? So I just tilt my head at your words instead.

[30F] I’m going to ask you to imagine something

Imagine this.

Imagine that you’re part of a friend group, a very close friend group, of two guys and three girls. Now imagine you’ve been close friends for maybe 15 years, since early high school, and imagine that this is just an incredibly normal, though somewhat nerdy and academically successful, group of friends.

Imagine that you’re the shyest, nerdiest guy in the group, and naturally, you’ve grown up maybe fantasizing about any – or all – of the three girls in the group on and off over a long period of friendship. That would be natural, right?

Now imagine there’s a fourth girl, who isn’t a part of the main group, but is very close friends with a few of you from the group, and very familiar with it. She occasionally joins you and hangs out as well. She and one of the main three girls in your group also have a best friend, a fifth girl, who also hangs out with you occasionally, but less commonly (she’s mainly friends with the two women separately). You know both of them very well.

Client Seduces Sales Rep part 1 [M44/F25] [off-limits] [age gap] [cheating] [drunk]

This story is based off of real events, only some of the details are changed. Its a long build up but it gets interesting at “I tripped when I got to his front door”

To give you some backstory, I am a 25 year old sales rep working my first job out of college. I relocated to Dallas, TX with my boyfriend of 5 years.

Being a sales rep, much of my business is conducted “out of office,” so lots of happy hours and drinking involved. Being new to this role, I was partnered with a colleague who is literally the king of ‘out of office.’ Every night he’s with a different client conducting business over drink.Since I was paired to shadow him and take over part of his territory, he decided to introduce me to his best relationship. We’ll call him Kyle.

new, looking for advice

I’m young and never wrote an entire story but I’ve been told I have a talent and am interested in developing it so I could write an entire story

if anyone could just message me and maybe help me out it would be greatly appreciated