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[MT] The Summer of Serra Pt. 2
I made a post a few months back about my first encounter with Serra in college, and it was generally well received, with only a *few* shitty messages, and after lurking since then, felt like sharing a bit more.
So to fill in some background, Serra and I met in college and she was instrumental in bringing me back from an extremely dark place. She is a bubbly, bright ray of light, and I am the luckiest guy in the world for having her by my side for years now. She is MtF trans, and has no plans for surgery, which I’m okay with.
So after our first encounter, we were pretty inseparable. We stayed over at each other’s places nearly every night, and within weeks I had told her I loved her and we were looking for a place together. Up until this point our sex life had consisted of mutual oral (which I had grown to genuinely enjoy).
The list [MF] [long]
This is my first time posting here, I’ve thought about posting lots of times but I always chicken out! I’m also typing on my phone so sorry if the formatting is a little off.
Just to give a little background, I’m a 24 year old, married, mum of two. Me and my husband have been together for nearly 10 years, and we’re very lucky to still have an incredible sex life.
My post has been xposted from r/sex but I’m going to expand on the details, as it happened last night so it’s very fresh in my mind! I have a feeling it’s going to be a long one!
My husband asked me Tuesday night to send him a list of all the ways I wanted him to tease me/fuck me, so I sent it yesterday morning. I’m not one to hold back so I was straight to the point with all the things I wanted to do.
We have a Dom/sub dynamic, but not an overly serious one. My partner is definitely more dominant in bed though, and I can be a bit of a brat, often to try and push my husband to be more dominant. Back to last night…
[MF] From teasing at work to multiple orgasms
One day, sitting in my office, a girl shows up at the door “Hey! I’m looking for someone to help me with this equipment, do you know anything about it?”. I had seen her walking around before. She was about my size, cute looks, not anything out of usual except some interesting tattoos showing here and there… oh, and an amazing pair of firm and voluptuous boobs fitting perfectly her small thin body! Luckily, I knew all about what she needed help with “Sure”, I said “let’s see what you got”, I said with a smile and my mind already going places.
She came back the next day and I helped her with some of the work, taking the chance of turning some of her clumsiness into teasing jokes. Next day, I just bluntly ask her out for a coffee after we meet in the corridor, she smiled and said yes. All smooth so far and we really hit it off during that coffee break. Couple days go by with flirting by text here and there, until one friday night she texts me how she’s in a party right next to work. I happen to still be working at the time, and meet her outside to share a beer. Needless to say, it didn’t take long until my arm slipped around her waist and we were kissing frantically. Her hands grab me and I can feel her waist coming closer and closer to me and her grinding against my leg.
[LONG] [MF] Roommate Strangelove or: How I learnt to stop worrying and to be her sub
This story revolves around me trying to hook up with a gorgeous blonde and ending up being the fuck toy of her (equally gorgeous) bbw roommate…enjoy.
For the first two weeks of university I had been flirting heavily with Rebecca (blonde) to the point where I almost sealed the deal one night at an off campus kegger until we stumbled into her room and saw her roommate (Jenn) was still up playing video games which killed my chances and created a bit of animosity between me and Jenn. The way our dorms worked was two students shared an open room, basically just two single beds, two desks, two closets and very little privacy.
This brings us to the next weekend at another off campus kegger a few blocks away from our dorms, I had gone with Rebecca and Jenn, I made sure to bring Jenn so me and Rebecca could sneak away to an empty dorm room. The night was going well, flirting like crazy with Rebecca, but she seems very distracted, eventually a group of guys came into the party and I felt Rebecca gravitate towards them more and more. I didn’t care, figured she was mine and she was just being friendly, but as the night went on I saw less and less of Rebecca until at one point I walked into the wrong room and saw Rebecca fucking one of the guys who she was chatting with. Needless to say I was distraught.
[FF] [Foot Fetish] Chronicles of a Foot Model Part 1
*This story was written with two intentions, one to explain the often asked question of exactly how I got into this and the second being that there does not seem to be many stories written from the foot fetish realm of the fetish community. So with that in mind please enjoy the read, and be gentle as it my very first story that I have submitted………..*
Enjoy,
FOF
**Chronicles Of A Foot Model: Part 1**
I am constantly asked the question, “How exactly did I get in to taking pics and vids of my feet and posting them on various social media accounts?” I thought about it, and realized that the answer was rather complex. I figured hell, why not share my story, and some of my more naughty encounters involving my feet. I have been told my entire life that I have the prettiest feet, I never thought much about it and figured people were only being nice. Until I discovered that so many people share the same opinion of them, this is my journey from receiving the compliments to foot model mistress/goddess/model (which still feels rather odd for me to describe myself in that manner).
Sex in the snow [MF][Exhibitionism]
So I just recently posted the story of the threesome I got through shear dumb luck. But before I posted that one, I had this one nearly ready. So I decided to finish and post it before I am too lazy again.
So in University I had a girlfriend, called Elizabeth, but everyone called her Liz. As part of our social group we went on a skiing trip during the holidays and rented a small cabin from one of the guy’s parents.
After a day on the tracks we drank and partied as students like to do. During an especially alcoholic night we played a round of truth or dare. Most of the evening disappeared in a haze of booze and the fog of time. But one dare seared at least one part firmly into my mind.
Somehow Liz agreed to have sex with me outside, where it was snowing and freezing cold, when she was dared to by one of our friends. And as the horny idiot that I was, I agreed. Well our drunk friends insisted they needed proof. And drunk Liz and me made partial concessions. We agreed they could turn on the porch lights and Liz and I would do it at the edge of the light radius. They could watch through the windows but that was it. So they would see maybe shadows or dim light, movement of what was going on, but wouldn’t get front row seats. And they did just watch through the windows, they had opened, braving the cold.
Lunchtime Snack [FM]
I’m at work wearing a tight short pencil skirt and a (maybe too) low-cut blouse. Obviously I love the attention I get from my co-workers. Often while walking down the hallway, I’ll “drop” my pen and need to bend down to pick it up. During one of these moments, I spotted my co-worker Greg looking down my shirt. He wasn’t even being subtle about it! We locked eyes, I bit my lip and winked and went on with my day.
When lunch came around, Greg came by my desk and asked if I wanted to go grab a bite with him (his treat). Well, I am not one to turn down a free lunch, so I graciously accepted! We hopped in his car and drove to the diner down the street (he wasn’t splurging on me, but the food there is great so I don’t mind!) We ate, had some fun conversation, and around the time the bill came, I caught him looking down my shirt again.
“Greg, sweetie, my eyes are up here,” I laughed. He stammered and blushed, so I gently patted his shoulder and told him not to worry about it. “If I didn’t want to be seen, I wouldnt dress like this!” I said.
[MF] My dominant girlfriend has a right-wing soldier dad who sees in me nothing but a disappointing young Soyboy (my BMI is 18). All that riles her up so when his back is turned (us 3 often go on the hikes) she starts to fondle me aggressively and risky.
My girlfriend dominates me and she likes it for a multiple of reasons. Not only she is a rare example of a totally dominant young woman, but she also totally gets off on pissing of her dad (daddy) who wouldn’t approve with her being with a guy like me because he is a right-wing military type of a guy, but he can’t really complain because she has a job and doesn’t live with him. It is not like said father is explicitly told that she dominates me sexually (and not only sexually), or that old school type of a guys would know what that even means, but it is that I kinda look like a stereotype of such boyfriend. I am skinny with (according to her) adorable vulnerable face. We also share the same height but she has much more athletic stature.
In the said situation we just went to a hiking trip with his car (and his military friend joined us, they two were sitting in front and us two on our back seats).
[Mf] she really liked fucking in public bathrooms [ex][public][creampie]
My ex use to love having sex in public bathrooms. She enjoyed the rush of possibly get caught almost as much as the actual sex. This is a story about one of those times.
We were at a charity event put on by her office. It was at a stadium that usually holds football games. She had on a sexy tight dress then showed off her D cup breasts and her round juicy ass. I gave her compliments all evening about how hot she looked and I could tell it was really getting her worked up. So I started discreetly pinching her ass or brushing my hand across a boob. It didn’t take long for her to say enough is enough.
She turned my head for me toward a family room bathroom. She said in my ear “meet me in 1 minute..”
I started counting immediately as she walked away. Around 30 seconds I started wondering over there. My heart started to beat faster. I could feel myself getting hard in my pants.