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No one fucks like Gaston [M,F, public]

(This is inspired by u/bearetico and his fabulous Disneyland stories)

“Ugh!” I groaned as my bestie tugged on my hand excitedly. You’d think she was a small child, how stoked she was to be here.
Don’t get me wrong – I enjoy Disneyland, and the films. It’s just at 23, I didn’t expect Sara to be so juvenile about the whole experience.

So two hours later my feet are aching and I’m getting a bit annoyed, so to pacify me a little, Sara coaxes me to part of the park where we can chill with a drink and so on.
“Ugh,” I commented again, (my favourite word apparently,) “Look.” Her head turns, and she claps sight onto Gaston and Belle a few feet away, acting their parts and doing their bit.
“What a cool job!” Sara sighed, sucking some soda up her straw.
My nose curled a little as I grinned. “Too bad Belle has the misfortune of hanging with Gaston. He’s one of the grosses villains in Disney movies.”
Too late did I hear the sound of footsteps coming closer.

“What is this I hear?” Demanded a deep voice that was dripping with self importance, “I, a gross man?! All the girls love Gaston.” Read more »

Lone Fox 2 – Prologue [Rape, Fantasy, Plot heavy]

The alarm went off at four in the morning. It was only a single quiet beep, barely audible over the steady hum of the heater, but years of experience made her eyes snap open immediately.

Her limbs were heavy as lead as she drew herself up from her makeshift bed, which was nothing more than a pile of dirty rags placed directly under one of the bedroom’s heating vents. He’d kept her up late again last night. One a.m.? Two? It didn’t matter. She had work to do, and exhaustion had never been an acceptable excuse. She ignored the screams of her muscles and forced herself up onto all fours.

Sweat dripped off her limbs as she padded towards the playroom, and her hair hung down in wet clumps. Their home was never less than ninety degrees, and she could tell that it was well over one hundred this morning. She would need to be very careful about staying hydrated. The last time she’d passed out from the heat had been two months ago, and he’d punished her for it by cranking the temperature up even higher and making her sleep under heavy woolen blankets for a week. She’d been more than half dead by the time he’d relented. The tropical warmth wasn’t actually necessary. She’d seen him as perfectly at ease in subzero weather as he was in the mansion’s sweltering heat. She wasn’t certain if he even could feel hot and cold. The temperature, like so much of her life, had no purpose but to make her miserable. Read more »

(LONG) Cute story about how my 24 [M] best friend of 6 years 23 [F] became my perfect FWB [sex] [passionate] [sensual] [cute] [romantic]

I wrote this out while replying to a comment but thought you guys may like it too :)

We were friends since the beginning of high school and would tell each other EVERYTHING. Constantly gave each other relationship advice and support. We scheduled all our classes and lunch for the same period, went on food dates and would spend HOURS at each others houses just talking and laughing. I loved being around her and wanted to spend as much time with her as possible. There was a sense of comfort being around each other, we changed our clothes in front of each other (our underwear not naked) without giving it a second thought. Although I must admit, I would secretly peek over and be mesmerized by her perfect body in her hot lingerie. Oof. I still vividly remember her in a pair of scantly red laced lingerie that barley covered half her breasts and how the area below her belly button seemed so smooth and enticing. Read more »

[FM][Mdom]The time I fucked Cynthia from the GEICO Commercial

I was just a regular guy. I had gotten a job in a new city programming computers and I bought a house in the subdivision. It was my habit to buy a house in whatever city I moved to, and keep the old house and rent it out. I had ridden a nice wave of appreciating home values and goot rental markets and was buying a house in a very nice neighborhood.

Once I moved in I realized that the HOA was a little too involved. After the incident with cutting down the Jamesons’ mailbox? I was starting to get worried.

Cynthia had come by for a very tense “introduction” and I had seen her at a party but other than that I had only seen the official emails from the HOA which were always full of the blandest news imaginable.

A few days after the mailbox incident, Cynthia knocked on my door. I had been doing a new home workout routine so I was wearing loose workout clothes and just my socks. She was wearing her usual cardigan, long skirt, and hair band. Read more »

Back Rub [ddlg]

“Daddy?” I staggered into the living room having only just woken at around noon. It was the weekend, but daddy was still sitting on the couch, probably doing some important work on his computer. I just stood staring at him for a moment, clutching my teddy bear with both arms.

“What is it sweet girl?” he asked when I didn’t continue.

I rubbed some of the sleepy from my eyes and yawned. “I slept funny and my back hurts…” I half said, half mumbled.

“Mhm, and you want a back rub, don’t you?” he asked with an accusing tone. Daddy was used to me requesting back rubs a lot, since they feel so good. Sometimes, they even put me to sleep.

“Yeaah,” I drawled, “but for real this time! I need one!”

“Uh huh, sure,” he replied, setting his laptop aside and gesturing for me to come lay down on him. I happily complied, laying with my head on the arm of the couch, my upper body on his lap, and my legs spread out on the rest of the couch. It already felt so comfy and warm laying up against him. Read more »

London — Sawyer [M29] and Evelyn [F29] share Nick [M30] [Travel] [Anal] [Threesome]

Nick was from Amsterdam, heteroflexible, and wore a small, gold earring in his left ear. He and Evelyn met on Feeld. The nine-hour time difference reduced their chats to “good morning” and “good night.” But every so often he or she would stay up late. He was kind, called her beautiful and baby, and sent her links about Data Science (complex adaptive systems, etc.). When I imagined our first threesome, it was with some tiny, cute thing with perky breasts and a puffy, pink pussy. Fear of inadequacy and replacement — the root cause of my particular jealousy — settled in my lower sternum every time they talked.

The first picture he sent was of him smiling: manicured, five-day stubble on a strong chin and defined jawline, hazel eyes slightly creased, full, almost chewy, pink lips. He asked before sending it and didn’t expect anything in return. He never did, which is probably why she jumped out of the shower and rushed into the garden to take a selfie. Her pink nipples ached for him to graze and pinch through her silk robe. She sent me the picture first out of courtesy, of course, but I knew she didn’t take it for me. Weeks went by, his camera lens moved down his body. A small, patch of hair between defined pectoral muscles; a lean-ish stomach (upper and medial abdominals clearly present). He was smaller and less defined than I, except in one area. Read more »

2021 can’t cum soon enough [MF, exhibition, oral, public]

Smiling and hanging out with your friends, everyone having a drink or two and recapping the year. Enjoying yourself but your mind is elsewhere. You smile, nod and make your rounds with everyone. The clock ticks closer and to the “auld lang sine” singing.

Was a good year but would be the perfect end with a kiss from the one on your mind. Would be an even better start to the next…

The clock grows closer and closer to midnight. Everyone seems to be pairing up and you decide to pour yourself some champagne anyways. You smile at the glass as the party starts to countdown 20…19…18…

You raise your glass and close your eyes, hoping for a good year to come. 5…4…3… You press the rim to your lips… HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! Everyone yells and cheers, you tilt the glass.

A hand slides around your waist, pulls the glass down, you open your eyes, put off a little and not wanting to kiss a stranger. Read more »

Fingered at a party by a stranger

I spied them across the room, tall, beautiful. Drink gave me the confidence to approach them, and they seemed to find me attractive too. We chatted for a while, and then went to sit on one of the sofas outside. They sat first and I nestled in between their legs. Their arms were around me and I was leaning back on their chest. Someone had taken over the decks with acid house music and we were watching people dance.

Their hands slid up my top to my breasts and began to caress them. I wasn’t wearing a bra.

‘People will see!’ I protested.

Their response was to move their hands down…to unbutton my shorts. I felt a hand slide into my knickers and fingers begin to explore.

‘Let them see,’ they breathed in my ear. Their other hand moved back up to my breasts and they began to kiss my neck.

I should stop this, I thought, I should. We shouldn’t do this in public! I should stop them, but how can I when this feels so…fucking…good! Read more »

The Mile High Club, Chapter 4 [NSFW]

Chapter 4: The Lucky One (Melissa)

I woke up, my heart racing in my chest, not knowing the time or day. How long had I been asleep? I pulled the cover off my eyes and blinked wildly, trying to absorb my surroundings in hopes of having an epiphany about where I was and what had happened. The room was almost completely black but for a small stream of vertical yellow light wafting in from across the room. I stood up—I had been lying in a bed—and crept to the light. It was sunlight coming in a curtain. I grabbed the old curtain and drug it back—the whirring sound that came from the curtain rod made my head pound. I could see I was in the hotel right off the airport because when I looked out the window, I saw the airport. *Okay,* I said to myself*, now at least I know I’m safe.* I turned around and rubbed my eyes, trying to now see into the dark room. There was a large bed in the center, none of the covers were on it, and the rest was standard crappy hotel room. Dresser, TV, small table and chair. I didn’t see any luggage or clothing anywhere. I looked over at the nightstand by the bed to see if my purse was there and then I spotted a piece of paper that I could see had writing on it. I went to it and opened it. Read more »