A Helping Hand [MF]

I have known Daisy since college, we were on the same course together, instantly becoming great friends after discovering having the same interests in gaming and movies. We had a great time hanging out together, although I had a crush on her nothing ever happened between us. Later on she met her BF Mark, after college she moved away to be closer to his family and they had a child together. Unfortunately for her it turned out Mark was a totally jerk, left her with a new born baby, and stuck in town away from her friends and family.

We managed to stay in touch and play online games when time permitted. During one of our gaming sessions I mentioned that it was getting to the end of the year, complaining I hadn’t taken any time off work that year as I never seem to find the time. She immediately replied that I should go visit her, I initially resisted because I didn’t want to burden her but she complained that with the holidays coming she had lots of work to do as well as DIY jobs around the house so if I babysat and do a few jobs it would really help her out. This was acceptable so booked a few weeks off work, packed a bag and drove up to her place.

First butt plug experience … I am OBSESSED

I’ve been teasing my boyfriend lately and telling him I’m going to order myself a sexy butt plug. I’ve mentioned it a few times and he seemed on into the idea but he’s not about to outright say it. He thinks I’m baiting him to get a response, little does he know I already have one! as I’ve gotten older (27F) I have become an insatiable slut and crave more and kinkier and am not afraid to say it or demand it ;)

Anyway, I ordered this cute little metal butt plug with a pink gem on it just before we were put into stay at home orders… good timing right ;-p This whole quarantine thing has made me hornier than ever… it’s insane. My poor yet very lucky boyfriend who is still working is keeping up but not without exhausting himself lol

Death of an Industry [MF] [fiction]

Floral perfume filled his senses along with her softness and the coziness he felt as he lay with his head in her lap. This was the position they usually found themselves in whenever he had an appointment with her.

Thirty-four-year-old Max Harlow looked up into the green eyes of his psychiatrist Dr. Gail Hicks. She wore glasses, her face had fine wrinkles of an older woman in her sixties, and her hair was gray and white. Right now her expression was one of kindness and understanding.

Max said, “They’ll never forgive us, the fans. They won’t forget. All those mean things my colleagues have been tweeting in reaction to criticisms. Doesn’t matter that the tweets have been deleted. There are screen shots of the tweets floating around all over the internet. Fans have given backlash in retaliation. I don’t blame them.”

Gail stroked her favorite patient’s head. “This happens a lot in your line of work?”

Max Harlow was a big name in the comic book industry. He had written Superman and Batman titles for DC, revitalizing the importance of the iconic charaters to much acclaim, and was now writing a re-vamped Avengers for Marvel that was also doing well until the dreaded “pencils down” order came into effect due to the virus-induced shut down.

[MM] Giving a married man head in a parking lot

We met on Grindr. We exchanged a few messages before deciding to meet up. He wanted to blow off some steam and asked if I’d be interested in helping. We meet at the location he told me. I get into his car. It was awkward at first because it was a first time for both of us, meeting up with a guy to hook up. “So…. I don’t know how to go about this…” He says to me. “I don’t either….” I lean in and kiss him, he starts unbuckling his belt. We broke apart so he could pull his pants and boxers down. We start making out, and I start stroking his cock. When he got hard I went down and started sucking on the head. I bobbed my head lightly, continuing to stroke what I couldn’t fit in my mouth. He moans breathily, encouraging me to keep going. I suck a little harder and take more of his cock in my mouth. He starts stroking my back. I bob my head faster, and he starts grabbing my ass. “You’re so fucking hot” he breathes, sliding his index finger in my ass. I suck harder and bob my head even faster, jacking his shaft. He starts grabbing my ass harder. His breathing getting faster. “Oh, fuck. I’m close. I’m gonna cum. Oh god I’m cumming.” His hot, sweet load fills my mouth slowly. I suck him dry. He pulls his pants up and says to me as I’m getting out “I’ll be seeing you later.”

Quarantined Quartet: Kinked, Act II (MFF) (pegging) (femdom)

Ashley
I think it’s Wednesday. The days fade together at this point. I’m grateful for the morning sunshine that fills the south-facing windows. Will and I sit at the table, drinking coffee and chatting about the day. We have a breakfast spread of toast, yogurt, granola and fruit. We’ve been able to hear the work Cade has been doing on Veda all morning. It has been captivating, and Will and I are eager to talk with them about it. We reflect on how much Cade has transformed lately, and how profound it has been to observe. If I’m not mistaken, I think I hear a bit of yearning in Will’s voice as he talks about Cade.

Cade’s confidence has emerged in a whole new light over the past ten days, and especially the past three. He has tapped into a domineering, assertive, powerful side, and I have never been wetter for him. Apparently, Will has noticed too, and is able to appreciate the massive transformation that has taken place. Finally, Cade emerges from the hallway with the bedrooms, in baggy basketball shorts and no top. My eyes go to his chiseled pecs and abs. His carved V-shaped lower abdominal muscles create sight lines going straight for his groin. I see Will check him out, too. Behind him, Veda walks slowly to the bathroom from the bedroom. She’s naked, holding a towel. None of us bother to hide nudity any longer.

TAKING A CORONAVIRUS RISK [mf]

In these uncertain times, women needed dick. And goddammit, I felt obligated to step up. This was, after all, my time to shine. I lived in a large apartment building near NYU. Most of the women there ere either college kids or professors. And we were all self isolating because of the virus. I wasn’t relationship material. I liked to fuck. I didn’t like commitment. I didn’t like living with people. Ahh, but the world we live in. Everybody wants to marry. Everybody wants that life.

And that’s fine. But it’s not for me. And so, I struggled to find fuck buddies. I don’t want to lie and be that guy who goes around telling everyone I’m looking for something only to get laid. I am an HONEST slut, dammit. Just means I go through prolonged dry spells.

I had a few solid fuck buddies over the years. Women who wanted casual flings because they missed the physical intimacy of sex, but just didn’t have the time.

Now that everyone is self isolating due to the virus, I thought I might have a chance to “profit” off of this.

“I WANT TO BE YOUR PISS SLUT” [mf] [piss] [squirt] [piss drinking] [mast] [self squirt] [self piss]

Mandy and Jacob were together for six weeks and decided to hit the beach for a weekend trip. It was only a few hours away and, of course, the thought of raunchy, disgusting hotel sex made Jacob rock fucking hard. Funny thing is, Mandy knew exactly what Jacob liked … and she vowed to (almost) never say no to sexual requests. That’s how you keep things hot, after all.

“I know your mind is racing,” she said as they chatted via FaceTime. They were packing for the trip.

“It is,” Jacob said.

“Tell me what you want …”

“Well, for starters, I think you should pack in the nude.”

“Oh? I can do that.”

Mandy stripped naked. She had the perfect body. At least, in Jacob’s eyes. She was thicc and had no shame about it. She knew she looked good. She spun around and shook her juicy ass in the camera and then whacked it. Hard. It turned red. She bent over and spread her cheeks so he could see her asshole.

“Like it?” She asked.

“Love it.”

“Should I paaaaack … this?”

Mandy slid open her nightstand drawer and pulled out a buttplug.

Past Lover Fantasy [MFM] [Creampie]

I wrote a fantasy story for my wife to read.

She and I discuss openly our past lovers, no issues and incorporate past lovers into our sex life, discussion etc. though it is now being built into our fantasies, she gets extremely turned on at the thought of threesome’s with myself and past lovers.

My wife read the below last night, before we got into bed…

“It’s early evening. We are in a Hotel room, a nice up market hotel. You’ve just walked out of the shower and lay on the bed, still kind of wet. You are slightly horny and begin being suggestive that you want some fun.

I move over to the bed and begin kissing you, running my hands over your beautiful naked body. Moving my mouth and flicking my tongue over your nipples, sucking them slow but firm kisses and sucking.

I move my hand down to your legs and begin rubbing over your pussy, just lightly.

I begin moving my mouth down from your breasts, kissing your stomach and then running my tongue over your pussy. Kissing, teasing around the sides.

? in fitness center. 46F for M/F [exh] [gang bang] [slut] [str8] [public]

Hi! Hijacking his account again to share more of my slutty experiences. My husband wanted me to display myself in Spain this past Summer. Reluctantly at first, I did. Now, I’m a freak and I love it. After Christmas , I got paid for sex for the first time and I took the money. I got used in Miami on vacation and branded my pussy with a “whore” tattoo. I got a present from my deposits in Miami in January. My tits are tender and swelling. My nipples and areolas are much darker. My nipples are longer and thicker and rigid a lot. My belly is blossoming.

At this point, I constantly think about sex, about being taken by a stranger, letting him have his way with me. Letting my ripe body be violated gets me so hot. My panties get soaked more than once a day as I fantasize about some guy I see fucking me, exploring my growing breasts, and sucking in my massive nipples.

Last week I had to travel for business. My mind was racing. I couldn’t wait to display myself and give myself up.

Quarantine [MF] [Friends to lovers]

A month ago nobody didn’t expect the virus to grow into a full blown pandemic. When the fever spread through my body you were there to take care of me, my best friend. Whom I invited over the weekend to spend some quality time with, no sign of sickness when I picked you up earlier this weekend.

The first night was nearly unbearable but you insisted you stay with me, made it clear that if I already was sick when we met you surely were infected by now, and that we would get through this together. I went from violent fever chills to drenched in sweat in a matter of hours. You held a straw to my lips, ushering me to drink some water to get the painkillers down, your eyes worried when you checked my pulse. You held my hand to calm me down when the fever climbed and I begun to hallucinate. I tossed and turned violently in my sheets, panting trying to get some air down.