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[MF] When you fall asleep on the job [fdom] [mast] [preg] [nc?]

“Since you’ll be gone tomorow we can probobly fit you in… today at 3:15”. Were supposed to have monthly meetings with our boss. One on one meetings, really, it’s the highlight of my month.

“Does that work for you Nicole?” My boss is all about time management so he tries to get all the meetings done in one day If possible. And since I’m going to be gone tomorow he wants me to come in early.

“Nicole?” God I love it when he says my name.

“Oh sorry, of course I can make it then. Yes” Fuck I’m so akward. I can feel myself starting to blush. I’m just going to keep typing and look away. I check the time… its 9:49 a.m..

“Ok thank you Nicole”, he smiles and laughs a bit while he writes in his silver folder, its basically his livelihood. He keeps literally everything in there. Hes very methodical. But hes also very handsome, he has short blonde hair and and a trimmed beard. He’s pretty tall nearly 6 feet… I wonder how long he is? God dammit I shouldn’t think about that kind of shit. Fuck now I’m blushing even harder. Read more »

Overtaken by desire [MF] [oral]

Today, the demon of loneliness has been in charge, and I resent it. I have been overtaken by the desire for a woman’s body.

I need the soft base of a neck, on which to plant a trail of kisses – starting there and moving on to the curve of the breasts. I want to cover their every square nanometer with the print of my lips. With my tongue I want to circle the flatness of the nipples and bring them to a peak. While the tongue takes one, the palm and thumb envelop the other.

Then, on my southward progression, I want to cover the softness and velvet of the rest of my path in the same, meticulous way. I want to take as long as I can – till she wants me to stay and keep going all at once.

When my lips do reach their ultimate destination, I hope with my first pressing of them against it to find it already glistening with anticipation. I want to hear the crackle of the wetness; then, the smack and slurp and gush as I suck and lick and thrust my tongue to whatever rhythm her moans set for me. Read more »

FWB[23M] takes care of me[21F] in my bf’s bed

Writing down my memory of this weekend was a lot of fun for me. I took some time so I could get it all down in 1 go instead of splitting it up (my apologies for the length!). I hope you enjoy it. :)
If you missed the backstory on how this dynamic started, check out my profile for that 3 part story. (I tried my best to make this one a stand alone, tho, so I don’t think it’s necessary to read about our first encounter before this one. Please let me know if detail is needed.)
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It’s another Friday, 10:30ish in the morning, and I (21F) had just finished my last final for the semester. My boyfriend, “Ryan”(21M) unfortunately left for tour with his band the weekend before, so he wasn’t around to celebrate. Ryan had already thought about that, though, because he had arranged for our friend “Ben” to take me out for some fun and I was happily getting ready. Read more »

Tendrils [MonsterPlant/f] [nc][sci-fi]

Oh, goodness, but Mz. Strumpfenfitz has really outdone herself.

I’m well taken care of, you know. I am watered regularly and the temperature stays comfortably tropical with a misting and ventilation system that keeps things luxuriously damp. A couple of weeks ago, she started to play music for me. I know there is some debate on whether plants enjoy music – most of us are stone deaf and possess no more of a nervous system than your average floorboard – but I just adore music in my greenhouse and I think I could become a sort of aficionado of several genres, given time and exposure. She noticed my affinity when she brought in a TV the other day so that she might watch a collegiate women’s gymnastics program whilst attending to her collection of delicate little bonzai trees. Lovely arrangements during the floor exercise. I couldn’t help but that some of my tasting tendrils caressed the screen, tracing the contours of a cute little blonde that caught my attention.

My ex’s second step to becoming the ultimate slut wife

That first night teasing was a revelation to us both. I loved showing her off and she had never been more turned on. Teasing and flashing became a new game for us. We would go out, her dressed the part and see how turned on we could make each other. Short skirts and dresses and slutty heels became the norm. Panties were optional, but even the rare occasion they were used, they didn’t stay on much past our first drink or two. She was still apprehensive about bringing others into our bed, but I was fine with that for the time being. We were fucking more and better than ever. The excitement and fantasy of what we were doing. We would talk about it while she rode me. I would talk to her about sucking or fucking a particular guy she had teased that night and she would cum harder every time. It soon began to dominate our sex lives. Read more »

The God’s Favour [fM] [fantasy] [size difference]

>*All characters 18+.*

The boy had wanted to stay safely in the car, in the parking lot, where other couples were locked in the sweatiest of youthful embraces.

“What, are you scared?” Abigail teased, and that was all it had taken for him to follow her out into the night. They had stumbled through the woods, her steps more assured than his, until the moonlit glen opened up before them. A large rock, draped in moss and fallen leaves, occupied much of the clearing, and the branches rose overhead like the ceiling of a cathedral.

“Here?” The boy squeaked. Everyone had heard the same warnings from their grandmothers about the glen.

But Abigail was already tugging at his belt, palms pressing against the shape of his bulge, and his protests fell away as her mouth closed around his half-hardened cock. The boy groaned, leaning against the large rock, hands clenching against the moss as Abigail worked diligently.

It did not take long.

The boy shuddered and came, crying out into the darkness, and the salty taste of his seed flooded Abigail’s mouth.

She stood – and spat her reward over the mossy stone. Read more »

PIG TRANSFORMATION

I have a rather unique fetish. I have a very strong fetish/fantasy for men transforming. specifically men transforming into pigs. I’ve always really been into transformations. Like how it is shown the movies, when a man is turning into a werewolf for example. But i really love pig transformation, specifically happening on men. It turns me on like nothing else. Imaging his ears growing out. His nostrils stretching, nose widening/flattening. Pushing out into a snout. shirt ripping. a curly tail sprouting out of his pants in the back. His groans and cries turning into squeals. Falling to all fours and continuing to change until he is a full pig. A classic pink farm pig.

[MMF][BI] What my ideal bi mmf in Dublin or London would be like…help me make it come true!

Hi there, many thanks for taking the time to read!

I’ve been on the scene for a number of years and enjoy meeting interesting and adventurous straight, bicurious and bisexual couples and women who are non-pushy and looking to enjoy fun and sensuous adventures. I live in Central Dublin and London.

I try to meet couples and women who are easy-going and enjoy having having open minded sensual fun. I understand completely that each couple have their own boundaries and always respect them. I’m always happy to meet with people beforehand if they wish, in order to relax – and hopefully create a fun and shared common bond. Equally I am confident enough for those who just wish to dive right in.

Throughout my life my fantasies and desires have changed as I’ve gradually fulfilled them and have found myself with new ones – so feel free to ask me what they are right now.

I’m the kinkiest person alive and very open minded, have also done quite a lot (bi, mmf, dp, fetish, leather, latex, crossdress, strapons, s&m, cuckolding, dom/sub/switch, clubs. Read more »

TEASING A GROWN MAN IN METRO (MF)

*slutty fiction stories I imagine off….*

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I’m going back home from college, it’s around 10 pm and this is the last metro. I like it when there are lesser crowds, it puts me in the mood to do naughty stuff, like the one I’m doing now.

Sitting across me is a 40-year-old man. I can feel the lusty stares from his eyes as I keep shifting my position. 2 seats away from me is an old woman, deep asleep. I have 5 minutes before this journey ends and in this little time will I relive the horniness building inside me.

I am what you call a busty chick, my ass and breasts are too outgrown for my small petite body. Being 20 years old with a height of 5’4, really highlights my curves a lot. And I do crave attention especially when a grown man sees me, it turns me on…

I always wear a skirt, why? Because it’s easier that way, to let them see my wet pussy. I effortlessly slide down my panties, I notice the man’s eyes following my movements. I widen my thighs, letting him see. My constant movements are making his manhood grow, the slight bulge between his pants he tries hiding. Read more »