She thought I was gay, and then she took my ass.

If you’ve read about the relationship I had with my friend Brad during high school you might remember Steph.

Here’s a link to that story: https://www.reddit.com/r/gaystoriesgonewild/comments/k8wy6p/hooking_up_with_the_gay_kid_at_a_house_party/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share

She found out about us and continued letting us fuck at her house for the rest of our senior year, including one time where she watched us.

Well after high school Brad went to another college far away, but Steph and I attended the same school closer to home. In high school we hadn’t been very close, but college forced us to become friends. We were basically the only other people we knew and that led to us relying on one another. We ate dinner almost every night at the dining hall together to start with and eventually started hanging out in her single dorm room since she didn’t have a roommate.

We would cuddle on her bed and watch movies but somehow nothing happened for a while between us. She treated me almost like a brother which was unfortunate because I was incredibly turned on by her athletic, petite body.

During this time I was still seeing Brad fairly regularly during breaks from school, Steph knew about it and loved hearing about me and him messing around.

Just roommates, right? Part 4 [MF]

I head into my room to chill out, not particularly wanting to face any possible awkwardness or tension in the house right now. My mind’s still racing, thinking about my other roommates lips around my cock. She has a boyfriend, and I didn’t want to make anything more complicated. But I can’t deny what my body is telling me.

Thoughts of her petite naked body rush through my head as I feel myself getting hard again. God, I can’t stop thinking about her perfectly perky tits and gorgeous little pink nipples. They’re barely a handful, but god she’s gorgeous. I only caught a glimpse of her pussy. I can’t believe I blew my load on her. I couldn’t control myself, but all I wanted to do is see her legs spread for me as my throbbing cock stretched out her pretty little hole. As she was sucking me off I just wanted to feel her wetness around my cock. I thought I had been able to compartmentalise the weeks of hearing her cum and get spanked by her boyfriend, burying it into my subconscious, but in that moment every muffled scream, every time she wore yoga pants, every intoxicating orgasm came back. I start stroking myself thinking about how much I want her. Her having a boyfriend made it even hotter. Dreaming of just using her as mine.

Step Sister Corruption Part 52 – Day 6-12 Vacation (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

My flight over was relatively normal.

Mind you I hate flying but having a horny girl keep you distracted the entire flight does help.

No we didn’t join the mile high club.

I think the flight attendants recognized our energy and kept a close eye on us.

But that didn’t stop either of us from teasing one another. Her giving me a handy and me fingering her.

Is it considered being part of the mile high club if you get a hand job?

If so then I joined the mile high club. Or at least the mile high tease club definitely.

Then came the boat.

We arrived after stopping and getting a week’s worth of food. The taxi didn’t mind running up our tab.

When we arrived at the boat I was kind of expecting some fancy boat or a yacht. Something.

But what we arrived for was a house boat.

The old man who greeted us gave us a run down of the boat.

I was surprised on how updated the boat was compared to the outside looks.

Ropes

“Get on the fucking bed. Now.” My body bounces on the bed and I gasp. I watch as he walks towards our closet. I hear a bunch of rummaging and he walks out. My hands automatically drop to my lap and in one I see handcuffs and in another rope.

He throws them on the bed in front of me and I flinch as the cuffs hit my ankle. “Pick.” I stare at him and then stare at the cuffs and the rope. I let out a breath of air and I slowly reached my hand out. “Faster, come on.”

In a panicked frenzy my hand grabs the rope and I shift my head up. His eyes are staring at me and he simply says “Get undressed. When I come back I want you naked.”

I quickly start to remove my clothes and I start to hear his footsteps. My breathing gets quicker as I hear him get closer. “Shit…” I can’t get the buttons open on my shirt. “Shit, shit, fucking open… god-“

“I thought i told you i wanted to see you naked when i came back into this room…” I just watch a thousand emotions pass through his face and he slowly walks towards me.

Naked Housework- Woman likes to clean in the nude

I’m a bit of a closet naturist. I’d never go nude in public, not even on a nude beach or at a nudist camp, but at home I have a tendency to shed my clothes. Why not? There’s no-one there to see me and I find it liberating. I do all my housework nude.

I’m not careless about my nudity. A certain natural modesty prevents that. I keep a slip-on housedress available on a peg next to the front door. It’s the work of a moment to put it on before answering the door. If I have visitors who are actually going to come into the house I take a moment to slip into my bedroom for some underwear.
Currently I was in the kitchen doing a bit of cooking, listening to the radio and trying to keep one ear peeled for the door-bell. I’ve been expecting a package for several days now, and I’ve been bugging the postman about it. He has to deliver it to the door because he needs to get a signature. I have stressed several times that the package is important and that I need it.

First Time at the Gynecologist – A young woman’s first time at the gynecologist.

1985 and I’d been offered a typing post with the Civil Service. I’d left college after my 5th Year and after taking several typing exams I’d waited for the right job. The interview had gone swimmingly and i was due to start the following fortnight providing my references were ok and subject to a medical.

The alarm woke me from a deep slumber, I reached over and turned it off and cuddled up to my pillow. Gradually I came round and decided to get up. My doctor’s appointment was at 10:00 and i need to leave the house by 9:30. I threw back the bed sheets and blankets and felt the cool morning air. I brought my long legs up and placed them on the floor, stretching my arms as i did so. I stood up and my bunched up pink baby doll nightie fell down to my thighs. I picked up a towel, went into the bathroom turned on the shower. Went to the toilet, did a wee, wiped myself and checked the tissue, thankfully my period had finished the day before and I was all clear. I would have hated to have gone to the doctor’s wearing a Dr. Whites.

A fun night (Part 2)

Here is Part 1 for anyone who just got here. ??

A Fun Night [MFM] from eroticliterature

Things were definitely beginning to heat up and we knew we had to get out of there.

The next 30 minutes went by like a blur. Almost 2 in the night. It was dark, save a single lamppost that we stood under. Chloe in my arms, her tongue battling mine while slowly and rhythmically swaying into me, all while Paul booked us an Uber. She shifted from me to Paul really quick while i gathered my bearings. Her lipstick left unmistakable marks on my face and it smelled really intense. As i leaned on the lamppost trying to stand still, both of them leaned on me while continuing to kiss. It felt like forever before the Uber finally made it to us.

Naturally, we jumped in the back with Chloe in the middle. As we exchanged pleasantries with our driver, Chloe slipped her hands down both our pants and started playing around with our cocks. In a drunken daze, it felt like we were being sly but when i think about it now, the driver must have enjoyed a really good show!

Just a Tease- I get what I deserve [FMM]

The following is a true story that happened some years ago. I was 23 at the time and hitchhiking through the mountains of British Columbia. I’d been dropped off in a small town and was sitting having a coffee in a truckstop along the highway, hoping for a trucker to walk in that was going my way. I sat there for half an hour or so in a booth with my knapsack propped up beside me making it obvious that I was traveling. Two older guys came in and sat in the booth across from me and asked the waitress to see menus. I listened to their conversation as I gazed out the big window at the parking lot and nothing in particular and gathered that they were on a week long fishing trip and headed my way. They were in their early fifties, a little overweight, kinda geeky and really paying me no mind, they ordered their food and were drinking coffee and chatting about their trip. I was getting a little discouraged as no truckers going my way had come in yet, the ones that were there were going the other way. I’d never had trouble getting a ride before no doubt due to the fact I am a good looking young woman, I kept my blond hair short and wore baggy clothes which covered my voluptuous build, I had a slim frame with nice hips and a large chest that guys loved to notice.

Our Art Project turned into a Threesome [ffm] with an audience [femalepleasure] [voyeur] [lesbian][bisexual] [cumshot]

“Ok class. Wonderful work today, I think we’re all happy with the results. Now for next week, I’m taking a new direction. We’ve all known each other for some time, and we’ve grown more comfortable with each other. So what I’d like you to do is to split into groups, and work together. The theme is going to be ‘Naked’, it’s up to you which direction you want to take this but don’t be afraid to explore new areas and push your limits. As I’ve already said a million times, pushing our boundaries is what makes art so raw! So yeah, have a great weekend, and I’ll see you again on  Friday.”

I’d been going to art classes for almost a year now, it’s my way of escaping reality. When I paint, I only focus on what I’m seeing, and I forgot about the rest of the world. I’ve also made quite a few friends here, most of us are in our late 20s or early 30s, and we all love to get together after class for a glass of wine.

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*“Hey, Amy! I love your painting you’ve really outdone yourself, wow!”*

*“Yeah Ams, that looks great!”*

Losing It – Part 2 [F/F][Futa][Bullying]

**﴾Content: Intersex/Futanari, Bullying, Verbal Abuse, Prostitution, Domination, Handjob, Outercourse, Big Dick, Virgin, Excessive Cum, 18+﴿**

I followed the sound of opening cabinets and clinking glasses to the spacious kitchen, finding Millie filling a glass of ice water from the refrigerator. Seeing an opportunity for some petty vengeance, I crept across the tile and stood a foot or so behind her. Not easy, but I have a lot of practice sneaking across all kinds of surfaces. Usually in the dark, admittedly. Either way, she didn’t notice.

I wasn’t expecting her reaction to be that slow, though. Millie turned around—looking at the glass instead of where she was going for some reason—and ran into me, dumping the whole glass down my front.

I shut my eyes and took a few deep breaths through my nose. Cold water dripped off my chin and down the front of my shirt, which was already sopping wet itself. My nipples were hard enough to cut glass. My skirt, my stockings, and even my sneakers all felt waterlogged.

Millie didn’t move a single muscle for about five seconds, clearly hoping I operated by Jurassic Park rules. When I opened my eyes and stared daggers, she sprung into action.