Update on the human/horse hybrid I have living in my guest house [FM]

Lets get some things out of the way. I’m new to all of this, and thus won’t respond to requests for pics. If you want to chat, try and be witty, don’t just send a picture of your dick. I don’t *need* my inbox clogged with videos of big, throbbing hard cocks… (but if you happen to have one, don’t be a stranger)

So, some interesting things came to light recently after some investigation. The 1st was that I found out why Danny was evicted from his last place after I was on the phone with his mom for like 2 hours and a bottle of wine. Apparently the last few months he was making “alternative payments” in lieu of actual rent money, and by “*alternative payments*”, his mom meant that apparently the husband came home and caught his wife riding Danny in their bed. Apparently he threatened to evict him for “lack of payment” or something, but his mom called me and moved him into my guest house before they could to avoid him having an eviction on his record.

“I’ve had the time of my liiife….” [M]

So this is a pretty tame one as it goes….It still has a spot in my wank bank years later though….

My girlfriend has two sisters. One of them is a bit of a Milf…she has a tight little body and amazing E cup tits. I always find myself staring at her chest and I’m positive that she has caught me a couple of times. I have been told that she lives attention. She has a cheeky smile and you can tell that she’s filthy in the sack.

One night we were all invited to a 40th Birthday party for one of the neighbours and she tagged along. She was hot as fuck. She was wearing a coral playsuit with a plunging neckline. Make up was perfect and her milkers were nearly falling out of her top….Spunk material.

As the night went on we were all dancing, drinking and “Time of my Life” from the Dirty Dancing soundtrack was played by the DJ…a classic. It got to the final chorus and the moment when Patrick Swayze does “The Lift”….

Fingering my high school crush after she told me to find out whether she shaves her pussy [MF]

***Everyone in this story is 18. Skip to the ——- if you’re not interested in the buildup (there’s a lot of buildup).

I was on the last man on the bench of my high school basketball team.

You may know the type: shortest guy on the team (5’10), wiry build, inordinate hustle, no skill, convinced that any day the coach would realize he’s had it wrong this whole season and would make me the focal point of the offense.

My crush happened to be my mirror image on the ladies team. Lynzi was 5’1, super athletic, small tits, and a great ass. Her other star feature was the cutest face I’ve seen to this day. We were good friends and had a flirty relationship, but nothing had ever happened between us.

She had been dating the same guy since 8th grade until they broke-up at the beginning of the semester. I don’t know how far they went, but I personally hadn’t even reached first base at the time.

[FM] I [M] just fucked the [F]reshmam I’m tutoring

It just happened. My tutoring shift ended at 6 p.m., I’m at the parking lot, still processing and I think writing about it will help.

I’m a 24yo Brazilian physics major student, writing my undergrad thesis —where you choose a subject and discuss it for a hundred pages to prove you know something so you can graduate— and for the last two semesters, I’ve been tutoring on Calculus for freshmen.

As the semester just stared around here, no one really is interested in coming to tutoring classes. The attendence is around 2 or 3 per day, so it’d be kinda boring if it wasn’t for her. I’m calling her Julia, not her real name. Julia is there every single day making questions, writing on the black board in that short skirt, the sweet voice that makes me forget basic math… I knew this was her game and I played, and I won? I don’t really know.

For the last week, she was totally dropping hints but I couldn’t make a move since it’d be inappropriate, and it could get me “fired” from my position. We started texting on Monday, she added me to her close friends on IG where she posted pictures at the gym, bikinis, getting wasted at college parties. So I started to interact with her through there.

Seducing my partners ex [FF]

Hey boys and girls here I am again.

So this time I’m gonna tell you about how I ended up having an affair with my partners ex.

So when me and my partner first started dating, we where wild in those days, the passion burned, butterflies in the stomach, the whole chabang.

But there she was his ex, although I’m very open sexually when I feel threatened emotionally I get bitchy.

So when she started messaging him and they started talking again I was worried he’d start to get feelings for her again. So I did what I do best 😈.
I send her pics of me and hubby, the response was not what I was expecting, she said she wanted to see more.

Honestly blown away I didn’t respond for a few days but then I got a message from here naked legs spread wide. She was pretty curvy but had a gorgeous face and some amazing breasts. She said she couldn’t stop thinking about the pictures. We started chatting and personally I wasn’t scared of a threesome so I offered it to her. But she declined and I didn’t hear from her again for a while.

The time I cheated [MF]

I hate this story. I’ve put off writing it.

I’m not a cheater… Although some of my exes would disagree because my relationship lines blur. There were many times I dated multiple people at once and, although I was upfront I didn’t want a relationship, I did hurt feelings.

I REALLY cheated once though.

I really wish I had loved my ex. I tried so hard to love him. He was obsessed with me and I’m not sure anyone has ever loved me as much as he did. He chased me for a year and then I broke down and gave him a chance.

When I say he was obsessed with me I mean it. I was the only thing he loved.

So the thing is, I don’t half-ass anything, including being a girlfriend. If I am your girlfriend, I will girlfriend the fuck out of you. Your friends will love me, your mom will love me, and I will be supportive AF about all of your hobbies, interests, and career.

I am a GREAT girlfriend when I commit, which is why it takes me so long to do so. It’s also why people who I date generally think we are just the absolute happiest.

I don’t realize I [F]ell for a Line until I’m already on my hands and knees

I don’t like pick up lines. I think they’re annoying and don’t believe they ever work. However, it was sometime when I was on my hands and knees getting fucked from behind that I realized I did indeed fall for a line.

I worked the exact same schedule every week which was both convenient and inconvenient at the same time. It meant making plans was a lot easier in advance, but it also meant that my schedule was known to anyone paying attention and I would have to deal with the issues that come along with that.
There was one guy though, that I thought was just, wow. He did not bother me like some guys did, was always polite and patient, and always just exchanged pleasantries with me when he would come in. Once, he did ask if I wanted to hang out one night, but my default response at that time was to always say “no” when I was at work.

One day, he came in on the same time and day he always did and told me he wouldn’t be in for the next few weeks. I said, “alright” and that was that. He did not tell me why.

I got last minute Uni accomodation during lockdown with four other girls and got caught with my cock in my hand… Pt 2 [M] [F]

Later that evening I was in my room, and I heard moaning from down the hall. I thought I was just making it up at first, I hadn’t stopped thinking about the way Emily looked covered in soap suds and I had been imagining fucking her every time my mind wandered from my studies.

The walls were thin, and I knew what I was hearing, I sucked up the potential embarrassment of whether she saw me or not earlier but I crept out from my room and went to see what was happening.

There she was, laid face down into her duvet, exposed, her hips gyrating into her pillow as she moaned heavily and gently. The door couldn’t have been left deliberately open again could it? Covid had made us all a bit stir crazy and I knew I shouldn’t be watching but strangely I felt as if she wanted me to.

Once again I found myself cock in hand, massaging myself through my shorts slowly as she licked her fingers and fucked herself.

I was dying to taste her, with each stroke I lost more control over my enjoyment and accidentally let out a moan which made her shoot up onto her knees and cover herself with her duvet.

First night of pledging [MF]

Going to start at the beginning of my college career for the benefit of any audience that will probably, never read this.

I was pledging in a particular fraternity, in the second semester of my freshman year. I had a girlfriend, and despite a lot of temptation, had remained largely faithful. I was just getting over my acne, and am a tall and ‘attractive’ guy, so adjusting to the amount of attention I was getting was difficult and different for me. In any case, my girlfriend was very hot, and very in love with me, but I was starting to realize that there was a wide world out there, and a lot of it wanted to suck my cock.

One Thursday, could be any Thursday, there was a scheduled meeting at my fraternity, and as pledges, we were told to be there at 9pm sharp. So that night, I fucked my girlfriend hard, pulled her hair and slapped her gorgeous fat ass, came on her back, kissed her and headed over to the house to meet my pledge brothers (maybe there was 12 of us at this time). I was a little nervous, and they made us wait. Eventually, they told us to get down into the basement of the house.

My secret affair with my professor [MF]

So a bit of backstory: I was 22 studying law and my professor was 42 I think. He was really good for his age. I mean, he was fit, had muscles all in the right places and was the crush of every girl in the class, including me. Now, I know some of you might think that I slept with him for better grades, but that was not the case here. I was a straight-A student and always exchanged witty banter with him on certain points, which might have been the starting point of our relationship.