[FFM] Birthday Oral

In my eyes there are boringsexuals, bisexuals and trysexuals. I’m sure you can guess which one I am.

The latest thing I’m trying I’m sure is doomed to fail. I mean he’ll cum no doubt, well if I want him to, but there is no way we’re gonna fool him.

*

His girlfriend’s name turned out to be Kathy. I referred to her as his “whore” just to piss him off. I’d played with him a couple of times before, and honestly I’d had a lot of fun both times.

First time was after the class I was marking for. I had been attending the lectures like a responsible employee when he decided to talk to me out of the blue. Well blue is how I left his balls.

I don’t know what it really was about him, probably nothing honestly, but I felt like taking him back to my room and having some fun with him. So I did. I fucked a bit with his body and a lot with his mind.

All I really remember was I didn’t let him cum, and I told him I wanted to taste his whore’s ass…

A True Blow Job Story (my first) [MF] [oral] [voy]

I’m thinking back to a early March 2020. I gave my first blowjob. Kneeling there on the floor of an apartment I’ve never been in, giving head with an audience to a guy I’d only just met.

I’d chatted with the guy a little bit online. he seemed sweet. He started to talk about setting up a “reverse gangbang” (one guy, several ladies). I started blushing and admitted how shy and sexually inexperienced I was, but also implying that I wanted that to change. Want to know how sweet he was? He invited me to join as a spectator! I immediately accepted, saying how much I appreciated the invitation and how it’ll help me get more comfortable with sexuality. I let slip that it’ll be great to have some folks to watch since I’ve been really curious about learning how to give a blowjob.

Until then, I’d never given a blowjob. I’d given a handjob while a guy pawed my tits but there’s something special about blowjobs, I felt. A special kind of intimacy and experience that I craved. I wanted to feel a cock sliding in and out of my mouth. I wanted to smell and taste him and his cum. I wanted this so badly but my shyness always kept me from exploring. And so this guy I’d been chatting with said, “Lemme know if you ever want someone to practice on.”

Bank Robbery [MF][Public]

The last thing I wanted to do today was stop by the bank. It was the end of a long day at work and I just wanted to go back to my apartment and veg. But work had messed up my direct deposit and if I didn’t get that check deposited today it would mess up my bill pay; so here I was, fifth in line at the Wells Fargo. At least the scenery was nice, I thought. The bank was near a college so there were always some nice co-eds to look at while I waited.

“EVERYBODY FREEZE!!!” Oh shit, I thought, as everyone started screaming. Four big men with ski masks on had come through the door yelling and waving guns in the air. It was a takeover robbery, and I was stuck right in the middle. The one at the front had yelled the command, and he seemed to be the one in charge. “If everybody does exactly as we say,” he went on, “everyone will leave here today in one piece. We’re here for everything we can get, and we don’t want anybody hiding things or trying to sneak a phone call to the cops, so I’m going to need you all to take off your clothes.” The bank went silent as everyone gaped at the robber. After a moment of silence, everyone seemed to start talking and protesting at once.

Vigilante Justice [FM] [Superhero] [Violence]

On the sixth floor of an old factory, a perfect hole cut out of a glass window came out, letting in a beam of moonlight. The dusty atmosphere long since abandoned, a silky smooth figure slipped through with the grace of a cat burglar. Dust coated the atmosphere. The city lights looked far away through the new porthole of an old window, and inside the shadows overwhelmed the light.

Black, custom boots walked along a steel bar that served as a rafter. It was hanging a steel cable that served as a lift for an oversized cauldron. Nimble gloves fingers ran along the steel bar. Metal shavings, no gunpowder. Beneath the hanging vat, there were around six people walking around. Electric eyes illuminated the dark. Some were carrying rifles. Some were moving boxes into vans parked inside the factory floor.

The people below couldn’t hear the person above. The person above watched them with 4x zoom, poised like a monkey on the steel bars above. The thug that she had almost drowned in the bay had told her that this was the whole base of operations. From the look of the dusty atmosphere and untouched ruin, this was just a meeting point. The figure wrapped fingers and legs to slide down the cable. Quietly.

Disarming you [MM] [romance] [passion]

You were playing hard to get. Because you knew I was trouble. Perhaps your friends had told you to stop messing around with me. Or your sixth sense knew that it’d be better to avoid me. Still, you agreed to meet with me again. At a club downtown.

Looking magnificent. Hair dark, styled, wearing jeans and a black, simple shirt. Like a magnet, you pulled me into your space; I couldn’t help but gravitate toward you. Your head tilted back, a small smile appeared that could have also been a smirk. You knew what you were doing to me. Bringing me down, wrapping me around your finger. Driving me crazy. I twisted my fingers in the front of your shirt, tugged you closer. In greeting. Your palms pressed against my stomach; if they’d inched up, you could have felt the rapid *thump-thump-thump* of my heart between your fingers.

I relished in your proximity for just a moment before your fingers balled up and you pushed against me. You were still fighting it. This. Whatever it was. But I knew better.

The Colony [M/F] [breeding] [deflowering]

The colony is the most beautiful in the spring, when the blueberries and wildflowers erupt across the green hills. The birds in the trees hum with their songs, and the evenings were spent around the bonfires, laughing and tipping back sweet wine.

It was a time of Life, when men and women disappear giggling into the high grass, and emerge weak-kneed and flush-skinned. More than not, a second man would haul her over his shoulder and vanish, ensuring that seed had taken root in her, as the Leader commanded. Soon her body would swell with fruit, and the Leader would be pleased.

I fingered the blue ribbon around my wrist, which marked me as not yet of age to bear fruit in service of the Leader. It wouldn’t be long though – my celebration day was tomorrow, when I turned twenty years of age. I had dreamed of my celebration day since I began to receive the blessings of womanhood – my breasts rounded and hips filled.

“Juniper.”

I looked up from my thoughts at my name.

Gloryhole Gabbie 03 [Taboo]

I woke up with a sore jaw and a crick in my neck. It was a record number of clients for me at the glory hole last night. I lost track of the official count, but it was over twenty. My first hiatus must have made people crave me more, because that was over double the number of clients I usually had. I made a killing in tips. What was most surprising about that night was that my dad had returned for another round with me. Even more surprising still, he left me with a parting gift of a creampie.

Most guys wear condoms at the glory hole. The manager, Priya, is very strict about it. But if you submit the right paperwork and an additional fee, you’re allowed to go bareback. People were allowed, but it wasn’t very common. That night I had sucked several condom-covered cocks before my dad showed up, and I was busy attending to one of them when he pushed himself through the hole in the booth behind me. I was falling behind, so I offered my vagina to the mystery man behind me in the booth that night and only after the fact did I discover it was my bareback dad.

I think my female neighbour is watching me

FIRST OF ALL: This is non-fictional

So to put you in context, my neighbour is a woman in her mid to late 40’s, blond, a bit to the thicker side and only lives with her son (20’s), she’s not a MILF but she’s close to.

I’m 19 and this started like 6 months ago while I was still 18, she’s from another building that makes an “L” shape with mine and she can see by bedroom through her bedroom and another room windows. Her balcony is also **almost** connected to mine on the other side.

In the beginning all that happened was that I would forgot to put my blinders down while I masturbated and some times right when I finished I heard her putting hers down and, tbh, that didn’t seem like much until one day she started taking a bath with her window wide open, it aint a big window but you can def see her naked. One thing that also happens is that when I’m reading on my balcony she comes to hers as well and compliments me and starts to talk about a few stuff with a little smirk on her face.

Summer Break, Part 3, aka The horny girl bikini pool party [Mf] [groping] [fondling] [oral] [fuckin’] [cum] [sexy talkin’] [girl seducing older man] [underage drinking] [well, do mimosas really count?] [brief mention of water heaters]

*Same as part 2, can be read stand-alone or as a sequel*

It had been about a month since Mark had fucked his daughter’s friend Dani, which had been only a week after fucking another, Adena. Laying the two young girls had made him simultaneously proud that he still ‘had it,’ but guilty, since they were his daughter Olivia’s friends, girls he’d known for years. Beyond feeling like a perverted old man, it was a betrayal of his daughter’s trust, and he hated lying to her. He hoped the whole thing would blow over, be forgotten, and that Olivia would never find out.

Mark saw the solution in resolving to start dating again, dating women his own age, that is. For the first time in his life, he’d tried online dating, and it turned out he was quite the catch. A 40-something, well-off, healthy, fit widow? He was the online dating triple threat, and most women he contacted responded to him. One of his buddies from work had assured him that that was definitely not in line with the typical man’s experience.

Social Distancing and Grocery Shopping during COVID-19

We are to self isolate…We are to practice social distancing..
What about those that are completely, alone?

I find myself excited at the thought of going grocery shopping. I need to eat; this justifies me going out during this horrific time. The longing of being in public… I got dressed up. Hair washed and styled. Perfume on with just the right notes for the passer by to notice me.

I noticed some tiresome glance from ladies that are probably tired from child care at home along with work. I noticed some seniors that quicken their steps and hurry on by… Then there are men like YOU…

MEN that are home alone. MEN that have not gone out. MEN that lacks visual stimulation. HORNY, HUNGRY MEN like you.

YOU noticed:

The filling in my jeans screams juicy tender loving. The budding round bosoms shouts for an audience with the push up bra that normally is reserved for a naughty night out in a low V-neck T-shirt. My self inviting suede beige booties that announces my arrival with every step I take. The warm smiling lips that are just so inviting with its glossy natural shinny gloss.