A Short-ish Story for my FWB [FM] [oral] [preg] slight [Fsub] [Mdom]

I wrote this story during a few hours of sexting with a FWB and she loved it, so I thought I’d post it here for others to (hopefully) enjoy! Sorry if I switched tenses in the middle, this was very much a spur of the moment thing.

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Okay, imagine this then: were walking over to some other part of the apartment for something, youre in a tshirt or a hoodie you stole or something and I grab your shoulders and push you up against the wall. I press myself up against you and run my hands down your sides and you feel my member against your back..

I kiss your ear lobe and gently down your neck, then grabbing your hips I drop to the floor as youre still facing the wall… I lift your tshirt and spread your ass, prompting you to arch your back…

I kiss one cheek, then the other, working closer to the center each time, and as I do I reach to the remote and slowly turn on the vibrator youre wearing. As it turns up a reach your cute little asshole and ring it with my tongue, and penetrate it a little as I slowly keep turning up the vibrator…

He was shy… so the girls hid his clothes [FFM] [teasing] [handjob] [short]

“Pilar, what the hell are you doing? Those are Mike’s!” Dima whispered.

“Shut up and help me,” Pilar said, strawberry blonde ponytail bouncing as she carried two hard-shell suitcases out of the suite. Dima grabbed one, and hefted it down to Pilar’s room, down at the other end of the hall.

Pilar locked the door. “Let’s get back,” she said, “Hurry, before he’s out of the shower.”

Dima tagged along, just behind. “What are we doing?”

“Mike’s a cutie, don’t you think?” Pilar said, “I just wanted to have some fun with him. Plus, nothing else to do until tomorrow, when everyone else shows up.”

“I see,” Dima said, unconvinced. Her brown eyes darted back and forth, framed by lustrous dark curls of hair.

They sneaked back into Mike’s suite and Pilar lied down on the bed, burying her face in a magazine. Dima walked up to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out at the skyscrapers beyond, olive skin shining in the pale glow of the mid-day city under a dense overcast. The view was incredible despite the weather, and this class trip was an amazing opportunity for one final blow out experience, the whole graduating class together for the last time.

Back Room Fights 1.2: Jia vs Maggie (Women’s MMA) [Les] [ff]

As the crowd calmed down from the events of the previous fight, two robed fighters entered the ring. Bar owner Claire Sterner entered the ring with a microphone to introduce the two and the upcoming event. “Ladies and gentlemen, the next fight is an anything goes MMA fight between two sexy young women. The fight will take place in three minute rounds and ends only when a fighter submits or is out cold. The winner will receive a $1000 fight bonus as well as oral sex from the loser. Now introducing in the red corner, She is a 19 year old college student, 5’ 1’’, and weighs 146 lbs. Everyone please welcome Jia!” Claire exclaimed.

The chubby Chinese woman removed her robe revealing large, saggy boobs, a cute tummy, and her fat, pear shaped ass covered by a lacy pair of black panties. Jia certainly did not have an athletic build by any means as she did her best to seductively stretch for the crowd. She had long, straight black hair that she chose to wear down for the fight and light brown eyes that absolutely popped. For Jia, the fight was about two things: doing something outside her comfort zone and having someone else sexually pleasure her for once. The loner stared across the ring at her robbed opponent in anticipation.

Amy (Part 1) [FM] [OC]

Okay so a lot of u people wanted me to write this one down for You so here it is.

This story takes place around one year ago, when me and my gf broke up and I moved to another city.

So after couple of months after the break up I had to go back to the city we’ve been living and do some paperwork there.

On my way to the office I thought Id eat at McDonald’s.
That’s where ive met her. My old flatmate – Amy.

-Hey there
=Holy shit, where have You been all that time You disappeared our of nowhere.
-well we broke up and I’ve decided to move to another city, a lot of things happened since then.
=Oh. I get it. A lot of things changed in here as well. Maybe You could come over and lemme tell you everything.
-oh shit I wish I could but I’m in a hurry I have a lot of paperwork to do…
=Tell u what, do all the things u have to do, and call me *she give me her number* we can work something out
-sure see ya

[F]ooling around with my husband and my brother [MMF]

First off, I’m not using any names for obvious reasons, and also please excuse any typos – I’m usually pretty pedantic about grammar, but I’m typing with one hand. A minute ago, I was sitting at my desk to write this, but I ended up clicking on the file of pics we took on the night, so now I’m on the bed with my knickers down around my thighs, half-teasing myself, half typing, and really battling the temptation to just give in, open the pics again and relive the night. So, apologies if I write a bit impatiently.

Anyway, last Friday while I was at work, my brother had been over helping my husband lay some new pavers in the backyard. Not that I knew that at the time; they’d arranged it last minute. When I got home, I put a couple of bottles of wine in the fridge, and noticed there was a pile of beer already in there. There was a big box of Thai takeaway on the counter too. More than we’d normally eat. But I didn’t put two and two together. When I went down to the bedroom to get out of my work-clothes, I heard the shower running and figured my husband had beaten me to it. But I thought it would be cute to jump in with him and surprise him, so I stripped and went in.

Dorm visit (pt.3) (mf) (shy girl) (shy femdom) (date)

Strings of fairy lights laced their way between toffee apple kiosks and market stalls. Beneath the chatter of the crowds could be heard the quiet rushing of the river, a peaceful noise coming and going with the strength of the breeze.

Reflected in her glasses were dazzling dancers born from the decorative lighting behind us, twirling around each other in a desperate waltz. The breeze caught her hair, blowing it around her face, but her gaze remained fixed on the dark water. Snippets of conversations drifted down to us, laughter and joy from all angles. Still she stared into the water, her arm resting on one raised knee, the other leg out straight in front.

“It’s good to get away from it all,” I said, breaking the silence.

“Hmm?”

“The crowds, the uni, all of it.”

“I suppose so, but there’s one thing I don’t want to get a break from,”

“What’s that?”

“You, dummy!” She giggled, severing her eye contact with the river to look at me.

“I suppose we’ve done it all in the wrong order,”

“I suppose, but it’s been so much fun,”

Concealing red handprints and a wedgie during my birthday at a restaurant [fm]

Yesterday was my birthday! I turned 19 and my boyfriend (Jack, who’s 20) took me to a hotel for the night. He had promised me that I would “never forget” this birthday.

When we arrived at the hotel and got to our room, I lay on the bed in a starfish like position. Jack stood at the foot of the bed and put his hands on my waist, slowly pulling my leggings off. He climbed onto the bed and sat against the headboard. I smiled at the sight of his semi-erection and asked him what he wanted to do. He asked me how old I was and when I replied “19”, he quickly put his hand through my hair and lightly pulled it so I lifted up, then he used his other hand to push my bum until I was lying face down over his lap. I was laughing and asking him what he was doing, he explained that as it’s my birthday, I get spankings, 19 on each cheek plus 1 for luck.

A Quarantine Ramblefap In Text [M4F] [Str8] [Bi] [sexting] [teasing] [playing with myself] [I want you very badly] [switchy brat dom energy] [quarantine land lonely]

• ????: [M4F] [Str8] [Bi] [sexting] [teasing] [playing with myself] [I want you very badly] [switchy brat dom energy] [quarantine land lonely]
• **Estimated reading time:** *6 minutes, 6 seconds. Contains 1222 words*

*A ramblefap I texted out while imagining sexting you. For those interested,* >!I was touching myself while I wrote this and there is more on another site I post to. Check the comments~!<

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Mmmmm, it’s been a while since I’ve had anyone to touch. Anyone to play with. It’s just me, trapped in quarantine land, all by my lonesome self. And let me tell you, I have had a LOT of time to play with myself during all this.

Somedays, I’m so worked up I get off 3, maybe 4 times. It’s an itch that can’t quite be scratched on my own, but boy does that not stop me from trying my hardest.

And I get, so, so very hard sometimes. Wrapping my fingers around this thick cock of mine, the heat radiating off of it as I start to stroke myself. I have a nice and dirty imagination, but I also love a little visual stimulation. Something pretty, something sexy, something easy on the eyes. And that’s where you come in, my dear.

Looking for a story someone deleted from literotica

Story is about a man who asks for a spell to be cast on him to make him more desirable to his wife, and the spell transforms them to a woman, and over the course of a year she ages nearly a decade to be the same age as the wife, and gains weight to become curvy.

[(F)(exh)(mast)(voy)(drugs)] You dont need a partner to be a well-fucked slut.

I like being seen and watched. Most nights I get undressed with my blinds open so if anyone is on the other side of the trees, they’d see my perfect tits in the nude. I turn around and bend over, giving my imaginary audience a show as I change into scanty nightwear.

A few nights ago I was feeling extra horny while I was smoking on my front porch. Weed counteracts my depression medication and raises my libido. I started reading some very sexy stories on reddit, and was instantly turned on by the idea of cumming in view of all my neighbor’s houses, even if no one would find me since it was the middle of the night. I was wearing a loose striped shirt with a deep slit down the front and some loose shorts. Over all this I wore my favorite robe, which came down to my ankles and was dark and floral.