Category: sexystories

Last at the Bar [MF] [Very consensual] [A little/a lot stoned] [Tipsy &/or Drunk] [Spanking]

We’re both at a show. It’s loud, loud like ear-ringing-I’m-going-to-be-regretting-it-tomorrow loud. The band is…meh? They’re fine, I guess. They’re from Wisconsin, so, you know. Early 2000s emo has made a comeback in Wisconsin I guess because they’re loud. They’re loud. They’re whatever. I am whelmed.

By now most of the people who came to the show either left, or are still in the crowd but clearly regretting it, or they, like us, went straight to the bar at some point in the last hour. You and I have been eyeing each other for that last hour. Slowly our friend groups dwindled away, and it’s pretty much just us at the bar.

You wouldn’t hear me if I said anything because we’re too far apart, so I wave from across the bar. You wave back and smile a big and beautiful smile that sinks into me like a hook. My heart drops a beat. You motion me over with this kind of cowgirl mosey on over thing. So I do. Read more »

The Unexpected Encounter [Mf]

Danni kept to her word. We hooked up at least once a week. She preferred meeting in a hotel and she didn’t want to meet at her place. Although I threatened to show up at her door one day. She would laugh it off and say something like “oh that would go over well.”

Then one hot summer day after she had gotten off work she sent me a pic of her laying on a float in the pool at her place. Cute little bikini, her body tanned glowing.

D: Wish you were here with a laughing emoji.
M: you alone?
D: yep, Lenny is working the late shift.

Within minutes I’m in my car parked down the street from her house. I slip down the alley behind her house. Keeping an eye for nosey neighbors.
I peek over the fence she is now laying on the deck on her belly.  Slowly opening the gate I slip in closing it. Jumping in the pool with a splash. As I come up she has sat up covering her small tiny tits with her hands.
“Boss! What the fuck?”
Swimming to the edge, “I told you I was going to come over one day.”
“But …!”
“Hey you said, wish you were here.”
“I was joking boss!”
As I climb out of the pool wet shorts clinging, her eyes locked on the outline of the semi-hardness.
“Shit Boss this isn’t right. But you know I can’t say no to you.” Read more »

The Gang’s Slave

Summer wasn’t anything special for me. To be honest, I liked the structure of school. My dad is a high level executive at a company you probably deal with daily, and my mom is his trophy wife. Neither of them are home often, and I always have too much time on my hands.

This summer was the exact same as every single one before it–boring. My dad insisted that I go to a catholic girl’s highschool, but despite graduating, I still hadn’t made any friends. As for boys? I was a late bloomer. By the time I hit puberty, I was too introverted to even speak to boys my age in person. At most I would e-date, but even that got boring very quickly. However, there was one rebellious trait I had; I would sell weed to my classmates.

Back when I was sixteen, my older cousin introduced me to weed. And I had nothing better to do besides smoke, even though I didn’t even really enjoy it. But I had been introduced to Terrance. Terrance was my dealer initially, and he treated me rather well, giving me decent prices. When I told him some girls in school had been asking about weed, he have me a fourth and told me to sell it to them. He even let me keep the entire stack. Of course we settled on half-and-half later. Read more »

“Can I jack off to you?” (…and my secret plan worked)

First, I’m enjoying recounting these little stories between me and my wife and her getting more comfortable with exhibitionism (behind my back). If you haven’t already, see the two pinned posts on my profile because they add a bit of context to this mini-story.

Follow-me if you like these kind of little updates… a sneak peek into a relationship with my sexy hispanic wife.

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**Getting you up to speed.**

The TLDR for those two posts is that my wife is getting naked and standing in a huge window so construction workers can see her (after she takes a shower). She does not know that I know. Those posts have all the great details, but a key thing to note is that **this is new behavior**. In the past she would shut the blinds, wear a towel, and get dressed away from the windows.

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We live in a highrise in a city. One of the buildings you can see from our window is another residential building. It’s probably 100ft away give or take.

At night you can see inside each unit and see what people are doing… eating, watching netflix, having friends over, etc. — it’s all there. When you sit on our couch you can see these windows. Read more »

The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 26

The next two days at Paradise are less crazy as Anna takes few days for her body to recover. Even so she couldn’t help but tease Bruce about how much she enjoyed being fucked into total submission. How her body was sore but also how she wanted that to happen regularly, within reason. But she still knows how important and how much she needs him and his body all to herself. She was definitely still adjusting to feeling so liberated.

The two of them had returned to the conference to set up new deals and to busy themselves to keep their hands off one another. They managed to set up a few new accounts and renegotiate ones that already existed. Bruce had been right. The business came to them. They really didn’t have to try that hard.

As the conference came to a close, they returned to Paradise to pack. As they start their descent to the main gate of Paradise, Anna has opted for a more comfortable outfit for their flight home. Bruce senses some nervousness in her.

“Everything okay, Anna?” he asks, taking her hand. Read more »

Daddy//DOLL Part 3 (MF, MFf, Ff, cnc, cuckquean, bdsm, pet play, humiliation, cheating)

Chapter 3

A curious idea crept into the periphery of my attention, twisting like tendrils around my mind and sinking their barbs deep into my thoughts. I should bring my new pet home with me, to introduce her to Dolly. Her next kink is watching me take whoever I please, she just doesn’t know it. Certainly not, as the spiciest non monogamous thing she’d been willing to try while sober and in the privacy of our bedroom was fantasizing about threesomes where she was all up in the action. But you know what? Fuck it, I deserve to have a pet. She was talking about getting a fucking axolotl tank the other day and I kind lost it a little. We had our usual makeup sex after and it was fine, but I had stood my ground and made clear my thoughts on the zoo our house was becoming. She had more than she actually could take care of on her own as it was, and I didn’t want to take on another responsibility.

“Kitten, I have an idea.” I was a little hesitant to pitch Cookie this idea but I decided to go for it anyway. What’s the worst that could happen now? Read more »

Daddy//DOLL Part 2 (MF, MFf, Ff, cnc, cuckquean, bdsm, pet play, humiliation, cheating)

Chapter 2

Dolly woke up first the next morning seemingly no worse for wear. Cookie had left late in the night, just prior to the sun coming up, and I had my worst hangover in recent memory.

“Drink too much you think?” She said it calmly but there was fury behind her words.

I had slept through the night on the chaise. Still naked, but someone had put a light blanket over me. I was nauseous, my head pounded, and I’m sure I was dehydrated. I was about to catch hell for last night and all I wanted to do was lay here and not throw up.

Dolly set down two Ibuprofen and a glass of water on the table next to me. “Thank you. Uh… Let’s talk about last night?” I choked it out as I sat up, pain splitting my head in two and bile rising in my throat.

“Take a shower and I’ll make breakfast. Let’s talk later.” Dolly was clearly mad at me but there was more going on here. She’d also never made me breakfast before. In fact, she doesn’t really cook at all if it can’t be reconstituted with hot water. Read more »

Daddy//DOLL (MF, MFf, Ff, cnc, cuckquean, bdsm, pet play, humiliation, cheating)

Hi friends!

Thanks for taking a look at my story. Enjoy! Or don’t! But let me know either way.

Based loosely on personal experiences, but I can’t help but have horror blend in to my smut, so coming chapters may incorporate mild spooky or supernatural elements.

– u/TheShiniestunicorn <3

Posted elsewhere as “Help! I think my hot coworker is going to ruin my marriage!” for the clickbait.

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Chapter 1

Now I’ve always had a bit of a flirty friendship with Cookie. She’s cute and we’ve known each other for a few years now. We met at work and we probably could have dated if either of us had been single. I was the head chef and she was my front of house counterpart. Dolly knew about my entirely platonic work girlfriend and really it was innocent enough anyway. She even trusted me to hang out with Cookie, though she clearly seethed with jealousy the few times I did. She confronted me one evening, after the second time I hung out with Cookie after work. We had a beer together and I was home a little late. Okay a lot late, it was like 2 am. Read more »

Road Flirting: A Rest Stop Adventure [MF]

It started on the interstate.

Whenever my car windows happen  to align with another vehicle’s I peek. It doesn’t matter if it’s too dark to see anything, as it was tonight, I still peek. Sometimes, also as with tonight, the other driver happens to be looking back. I blush, i avert my gaze, I let my car fall back a little. Usually this ends the encounter.

Tonight after my little dance with the blue suv with the captain America decals on the back I noticed that he hung back. His car was in the passing lane, but he stayed a car length behind the car in front of me – giving me room to catch up.

Is road flirting a thing? It must be. I decided to edge my car faster and take another look at my friend in the fast lane. It was too dark to see much other than that he was distinctly male and wearing a baseball cap. As I peeked over into his car he peeked back at me. I could feel my cheeks heat up as I kept glancing over and back. Read more »

My real story of losing virginity. Rape and coerced by a friend.

I am writing this post because I have received so many requests to write about how I lost my virginity.

Every girl is waiting for this moment. Someone is afraid, someone is waiting impatiently. Girls like to talk about sex, but only with girls. I will tell you one secret – ladies talk about sex much more and more often than men. We really like to discuss everything in detail. I’ll try to tell my story you as if I were talking to a girl.

You know that some girls do not have a hymen from birth. Well, it happens. For some, it breaks during the first sex and therefore there is a lot of blood, and for some it does not break, but simply stretches. Even after 20 years of daily sex, the remnants of the hymen still remain on the edges of the vagina. Study the vagina of your girlfriend, immediately after the labia, you can see the wavy things. This is the remains of the hymen.

By the way, I learned with interest that only people and some antelopes have a hymen, and it is still unknown why it is needed at all. But for people, this has always been an indicator of the purity of the woman. Read more »