collection of stories you shouldn't read at work
Wasn’t sure where else to ask this but I was looking to commission a woman for some weird fetish roleplay that I can’t get many women to do. Basically I wanted the roles to be an adult son and a trailer trash, nasty, gross mother being in a relationship together.
roleplayed over reddit or discord text messages.
I know it’s weird and I’m not sure why I’m into it but it gets me off so good but it’s so hard to find anyone willing to help me RP it.
The second time i ever had sex was on my period on valentines day. I was hanging out with the boy i lost my virginity too. Since thr first time was a fail because he couldn’t get his whole dick in we planned for a 2nd try and the 2nd try just ended up being on my period he was down so i was too. It was better than the first time it didn’t hurt as much and I think i was more horny since i tend to get more horny during my period.
Beep Beep! Beep Beep! Sounded Emily’s alarm as she awoke to get ready for work. Sam still lay there asleep. He’d just graduated from university but without a job to follow. He spent most of his days slumping around the flat he and Emily shared, feeling sorry for himself and doing chores. His parents had to pay his half of the flat share until he could find a job. Even though she loved him, that was the one major thing that Emily despised about her boyfriend. His lack of ambition, laziness and the constant feeling sorry for himself just didn’t sit right with her. She’d always encourage him to look for jobs, but Sam would always play it off with the classic “I will” or “I’ll try”. I guess that’s the reason why Emily always admired the fancy finance guys who’d come into her place of work for lunch and dinner. Deep down, she knew that those were the type of guys who could really provide for a family. And in comparison, her boyfriend looked like the ultimate loser. However, that didn’t stop Emily from kissing her boyfriend on the head before she left for work. And with that, off she went to do her usual 9-6 shift right in the heart of the city.
I’m a pretty busy girl and usually don’t have a lot of time to chase guys or date a lot. I’m a senior in highschool and just turned 18 about a month ago, and I plan on going to med school to become a dermatologist. I was taking a very difficult EMT certification class at a medschool program to help boost my student resume’ before leaving for college. Just for some background info, I’m about 5’4 with bright green eyes and dark brown, super curly hair. I’m Latina, although I couldn’t speak an ounce of Spanish if my life depended on it. Today was our last day of studying before our final practical test, so we were all stressed as fuck and trying to make absolute sure we knew how to do everything. Our instructor assigned us into groups of two, sending us to separate rooms with random skills that we may be tested on for the final. The class was very stressful, and a lot of people were forced to drop out, but those of us that were left had all become really close friends. I guess we all sort of bonded through the trauma of being high school young adults in a med school.
Over the next few days we chatted quite a bit more. It turns out we actually had a fair bit in common as well. She asked me if I was free the coming weekend and I happily informed her I was. “Oh btw, you are bi, correct?”. The question caught me a bit off guard but I confirmed with her that I was. “OK. Good ;)”. My mind raced with all the possibilities of what she had in mind but I ultimately decided it would do no use in keeping myself up over it so tried to keep myself distracted the best I could. Finally Sunday rolled around and she texted me to come over. Even after the first time, I was still slightly shaky and nervous when I went up to her door. Our cars were the only ones in the driveway so if there was another guy in the mix, they weren’t here yet.
Dicks are gorgeous, Dicks are precious
Massive, Huge, Big, Average, Small, Tiny
They all are satisfying
Thin or Thick
They will do the trick
They have a variety of shapes, as do their names
Cock, Johnson, Member, Manhood
Pecker, Peter, Phallus, Penis
Prick, Schlong, Shaft, Willy, Wood
From my knees, I see them bouncing and dancing
Like a magic snake, they are enchanting me
And suddenly they are raged, as they arise
They are ready to strike
Get’em wet in the mouth or warm in the inside
Make them feel loved and desired
And they sure will explode with the nectar of the divine
This is how our New Year’s Tradition started.
Back in 2016 when Craigslist personals were still up and usable we decided we wanted to go out on New Year’s Eve and it so happened that a nice couple hit us up and asked if we all wanted to go out that night. Even though we were swingers we just dabbled in it. I do not think that prior to this we have even been to a swingers new years eve party or even swapped on new years. It was just a few months prior to this that we decided to make the lifestyle a huge part of our life.
We all agreed to go out dancing at the local gay bar called Out and About in Pasco, Wa. We actually never met them prior either. Like we did not go out to dinner first or meet for coffee we met to dance. I remember she was 28 and her name was Brittney. I know this because I started tracking names and ages september of 2016. I also track pertinent details like condoms or not, how many ppl in the group 3 or 4 or more. I also try to mention something that sets this apart so it can jog my memory of the encounter.
# Camp Part 2
Exhausted from our first round at camp you must have fallen asleep. You awaken to the sound of voices in the kitchen. You get up and grab my t-shirt. Throwing it over your head. You feel contempt from sex, but still feel naughty and sexy so you don’t put on your bra or panties. You venture out into the kitchen to find out who the voices could be.
I’m talking to one of our friends, Nicholas. You know, the tall, dark and handsome one. The one you always find so attractive. The one you mildly flirt with in front of me but secretly, he makes you wet. The one who wore gray sweatpants and your eyes nearly popped out of your head. Yes, that Nicholas.
You instantly begin to sway your hips as you saunter into the room. You are thankful you didn’t wear underwear as your nipples come to attention at the sight of him. You can feel the wetness between your legs, a combination of my seed dripping out of you and your juices flowing from the sight of this man. He turns to look as you enter the room. Desire spreads across his face. You smile at him, batting your eyes a little, loving the attention.
Should I give my wife extra freedom – part 2
My wife and her ex boyfriend have their second virtual meeting planned this evening.
Since their first meeting he asked her not to shave her pussy, but wants me to trim her in a few weeks time.
She said his cock was every bit as big and impressive as she remembers.
He has asked to borrow my wife for 24 hours when he comes to stay!!
Should I allow this to proceed?
Previoisly..
This in turn sent Roldine cumming several times over around my cock once again, slicking it even more in her wet orifice as the wall into her womb continued to give me a problem. I knew that once I had made it into those very depths of her, Roldine would be mine..
I kept at a hard and fast pace in issionary position while still allowing myself to stop at the wall barring me entrance into Roldine’s womb, knowing it was only a matter of time before she would give me that permission to fully break her. Roldine writhed and moaned in ecstasy, the then rerunning cartoons on my TV still playing as if nothing different was going on in my house. Soon enough, just as I had predicted as I continued to penetrate her, she backed herself off of my cock with a loud gasp and stream of squirting cum as she put herself on her hands and knees, her fat ebony ass shaking in front of my face. “I want it so bad! Fuck, baby! Go deeper! I want you in my womb.”