Stay at my side Ch.19 [M/F] [Friends to lovers] [talking about first time] [comforting]

Chapter 19: brotherly duties

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How did the subject change to blowjobs this fast? I would lie if I’d say that I wouldn’t like it, but it was unthinkable that I would demand something from Casey let alone do something that would hurt her. I wasn’t naive enough to think that every boy had this mindset, but that even Casey thought it would be right that she needed to do these things, if I wanted to, left me a little shocked.

I remembered, that she wanted to make me blush and decided to get revenge on her. She still had the Banana in her hand, which was covered in her saliva. I took it out of her hand and bit off the tip. I didn’t care about the saliva. We had kissed each other. It didn’t matter whether she had the banana in her mouth.

That was my way of thinking. Casey still blushed. “Who is blushing now?” Casey didn’t look at me. She pressed the side of her head against my chest and tightened her hug. It seemed like she needed to get something off her chest. “Everything okay?” I asked her. After stroking her head for a while she finally began to speak. “Is it really okay for you to wait? You have needs too and if you want to I guess it would be okay for me.”

Me and my wife’s friend Part 5 <blackmail> <gloryhole> <swinger club> <wife’s friend>

Chapter 5: Dorian

A few months passed after that evening with Bianca. Anya and I have been trying to find a threesome partner but most of her friends rejected. She didn’t particularly like any of mine so we didn’t even explore that option. 

Eventually, we decided to give the swinger club a try. There was one a few kilometres from our house which we pass by everyday to and from work. The house looked very normal from outside, but we were eager to find out how it would look from inside. The place was owned by an old couple who put all their savings after retirement to buy a property near the city to open the club.

We were obviously nervous. It was one thing to have a threesome with your friends, but to swing with some strangers is a completely different ballgame altogether. Anya didn’t look ready at all, but she was curious to see what happens inside the club. She was there to observe, not to play, unless she really felt like getting involved. For me, however, she had allowed me to do whatever I felt like.

Married with children (FM wholesome vanilla) part 3

She covered her head with a pillow and screamed out into it. He continued to let her ride his fingers all through the tight clenching of her orgasm.

When she removed the pillow from her face, body still twitching, he left his position on the floor. He effortlessly dropped his pants and underwear on the floor and stepped out of them on his way to climb back on top of her. He lay off to the side his mouth wet with her fluids and kissed her again. Soft at first. She reacted to tasting herself on him and kissed him back harder. Letting her tongue lap up her own taste all over his mouth. His hard hot cock pressing into her side. She grabbed his soaked hand and put the two fingers he used inside her into her mouth. Sucking them seductively, wiggling her tongue over his fingers. His eyes widened and a moan escaped. She smiled back at him knowingly.

Married with children (FM wholesome vanilla) part 2

She laughed at him and requested to be put down, the game was over, time for her to get to work cleaning up and making dinner.

“Oh no, this is my victory for winning the war” he said as his hand then caressed her ass. Her body responded by stiffening up some as he carried her off to their bedroom. He placed her down on the bed and as he did so he pulled down the yoga pants and her panties clean off in one last display of muscular bravado. Her ass close to the edge she wiggled backwards on the bed as he climbed on top.

She longed to touch those muscles that held her. Feeling that strong thick body pulsing with adrenaline on top of her her hands went to the loosened tie. Then to the smooth of his shirt. Feeling the sweat and heat from his body. He kissed her hard and so passionately. His tongue sliding into her mouth. She bit down on his lower lip as he pulled back. Making a groan escape from him and to kiss her back again much harder than last time. Her hips wiggled under his body, her own wetness growing. Her fingers undoing his shirt. He sat up straddling her and threw off his shirt tie and undershirt. He pulled hers free from her body as well. Exposing her naked body to him, under him. He stared at the beautiful woman she was.

Married with children (FM, wholesome vanilla) part 1

They heard the garage door go up and the boys squealed with delight. For the last hour their mom and them had built magnificent pillow forts and waged war with the arsenal of nurf guns in the house. Now that their dad was home the boys were more than eager to get their dad in on the action. Grabbing extra bullets and a gun they took off from the basement playroom. Mom took this moment to reload. She had a very good feeling their dad would be more than excited to join the war. She heard the boys elated shouts from her fort and got excited about the idea of her husband joining them too.

He was bombarded the moment the door opened. “Dad dad dad! It’s war! And moms killing us! She’s totally Rambo down there! Help us please!”

“No boys! We can’t have that!! We must save our kingdom!!! What’s our strategy?!” Her husband did not miss a beat in matching the boys enthusiasm. Even after a long day at the office with absolutely ridiculous clients and pressure from his bosses. He dropped it all at the door as he kicked off his shoes and loaded his gun. The boys offered out suggestions.

[26M] locked me in chastity to take my [23M] virginity again

I had been his sub for a while. Regular fucking, giving oral on command, the whole routine. It almost wasn’t fun for him anymore. He decided that he was going to cage me until I went back to “normal” again. He wanted me to get tight again so it was like our first time.

We had an open relationship, so he had plenty of other subs he could have sex with. Men, females, sissies, all of it. He called me up to his room like normal. Instead of taking off my clothes, he had a bag sitting on the bed. The first thing he got out was a chastity belt. I stepped into it. He put my dick inside the cage, and locked it. Not super small, but enough that I wouldn’t be able to get an erection. Next, he locked the belt on top of my hips. This was right. I couldn’t move it below my hips, no matter how hard I tried. He tightened it by one more notch, just to be sure. Finally, there was a metal bar that went underneath me/between my legs. It sat snugly against my asshole. No butt plug. Just a metal bar. He told me to try to touch my asshole. I could touch it. He tightened it. I tried again and could barely slip my finger under the metal. He tightened it once more. It was really tight now. I tried again and couldn’t. He tightened it once more. It was squeezing me now. Above my hips, and between me. He took out his phone and took pictures of the numbers, that way he knows how tight to make it next time.

The Widower (28M) Gets Snowed In – Part 2 [Long]

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The next morning I woke up just after 8:30 am. I had nowhere to be given the snow that we had received. I looked to my left and there was the stunning beauty that had visited me last night. We had showered and laid down in bed where we talked until we dozed off to sleep. The last twelve hours had been a whirlwind that I had never expected.

I got up to make a small breakfast for us. I brought it back into the bedroom where Angela had just woken up. I walked the tv tray around the bed to her side.

“Hello, beautiful,” I said with a smile as I sat down on the edge of the bed and sat the tray straddling her.

“Good morning,” she said, smiling, “what’s all this?”

“Just a little something for you,”

Cyoa: A Great Story of Destiny [Part 2]

[Features: transformation, masturbation]

[Inspect the devil outfit]

You walk over to the devil outfit and examine it. It’s just so, weird and out of place. It looks like a freaking halloween costume. A red suit with a hood with little plastic devil horns. It’s so incongruous, even compared to the rest of the weird items in the cabin, that you can’t help but stare at it. You reach out a hand, grabbing at it, and suddenly your hand feels as if it’s on fire! You quickly pull away, fear racing through you as you’re reminded of your position, of your location, of how nothing here is seemingly safe.

Your fear and panic and terror only increase as the burning rises. It was on your hand but now it feels like your whole arm is engulfed in flames and they quickly seem to be racing across your body. You try to pull away from your own arm, even as the pain becomes unbearable and the heat becomes extreme but it’s no help. Like a lit match, you feel your whole body engulfed in flames, even though none is there. You scream and you feel it travel down your mouth. Everything is fire! EVERYTHING IS FIRE!

Her First Blowjob [FMF]

Anne, the girl who would eventually become my wife, was at guy’s house. She was still pretty young. We had met, but we weren’t a couple yet. She was there with her best friend, one of the guys’ friend and the guy himself. Said guy still lived with his parents

Somehow the group decided to play strip poker. Then they realized that none of them knew how to play poker. They instead decided to cut the deck as pairs, the low card losing an item of clothing. The game moved quickly, which was the kind of the point.

The friend’s guest lost first and took off his pants. Anne’s best friend lost second and took off a sock. Anne was disappointed in her friend. Anne took of her shirt after her own loss, showing off a beautiful lacy bra. She’d just bought it and was excited to show it off.

Somehow it ended up with Anne facing off against the guest. The guest lost and was about to pull off his boxers when the parents came home. Everyone scrambled and ran out the back door.

We Had To Share a Shower at the Gym [F21/M28]

Sweat keeps me sane. Things might be tough now, but if I wasn’t working out, it would be ten times worse. This past week I’ve been a gym sad boy. I go to group fitness class and work harder than the instructor thinks I can. Then I stretch, get my shit, and leave.

My mom has been in the hospital this whole week and I feel like I’m on the verge of a nervous breakdown. I’ve read that single men in their late twenties don’t fare well in terms of mental health, but I’m so down all the time it’s hard to meet someone. I figure if I can get in better shape and up my confidence, I’ll have a shot. As for now, I’m in a vicious cycle.

I don’t know if you’ve ever been without physical touch for a long time, but it’s driving me crazy. Hugging my mom while she lies in a hospital bed is more for her than for me at this point. I want to feel a woman’s touch: to feel her soft curves press into me and hold on tight. I want to be desired. I also think desperation is the strongest cologne. So I keep my head down and mind my damn business. The only thing worse than being alone is being pitied.