Category: sexystories

Lacking Intimacy p.1? [MF]

“Well, Nick,” Carly said, leaning back in her chair. “I don’t like to use the word diagnosis. To me that means there’s something wrong with you, something that has to be ‘fixed’, and of course there’s nothing truly wrong with you. You’re not sick, are you?”

“Uh, no, I’m not,” I said, confused.

“Right. So what I’m about to say isn’t so much as a diagnosis, but more of something that I want you to try on for size.”

“Okay,” I said slowly, still confused.

“I think you’re missing intimacy in your life.”

“Intimacy?” I said, questioningly. I wasn’t missing intimacy. Do guys really need intimacy in their lives?

“Yes, intimacy,” she began. Her eyes softened. She leaned forward, placing her elbows on her knees, and her shirt opened just a bit more, tantalizing me with her cleavage. “We often think of intimacy as something that is purely physical…you know, *sex*,” she said, placing a confusing emphasis on the word sex. “But intimacy is so much more than that. It’s something that you share with someone, a kind of vulnerability that you don’t feel with someone at work, or a family member. It’s…more comfortable than that, it’s safe.” Read more »

[STR8] [MF] [FANTASY] The change in me. A werewolf’s tale.

The story of how I came into service for Catherine, is one for another time. Compared to what I do for her now it still rings true, although I use it in a past tense. I was a loyal employee, paid handsomely and was never far from her side.

Of course I was young, and arrogant. Skilled in many of the more violent, and less than admirable trades. I was still so naive, but I knew some things. What’s that idiom, “Young, dumb and full of cum”? I was employed 24/7 365. Whenever she needed me I was there. I wasn’t a monk. I knew my way around a few barmaids, and the brothels. Unfortunately, any relationship was out of the cards, but I was content, you could even say happy, given the times we lived in.
I wore the finest in tailored suits, outfitted properly to hide the tools of my trade. Butler would see to it that I would always be matching Catherine in a way, everyday. Read more »

[MF oral/hj,inc teasing] Mark&Amy Chapter 3

***Got inspired this week, so here’s another chapter! I might create a metapost for this series soon. -JC***

#Chapter 3

Even after a shower, Amy could still feel the heat on her skin. It was just her imagination of course, but that didn’t make it any less true.

Two days in a row, she’d gone to her brother’s dorm room. Two days in a row she’d retreated from there with the residue of his cum on her skin. And somehow she wasn’t even that angry about it. Not with Mark, at least.

It was bad.

It was dirty.

She was dirty.

And there it was. Suddenly she was a little girl again, crying while her mother went on a tirade about boys and temptation and why she couldn’t be on the swim team because they’d see her body. She couldn’t play sports, couldn’t wear the same clothes as her friends because they were sluts and would get raped for certain.

Those were the bad days. There were good days, too, where Mom was almost a scary level of happy… and days when she was just sad. Usually you could tell what sort of day it was before breakfast was over. Read more »

Ensuring a Legacy [FMf] [oral] [inc-lite] [fantasy] [Drow]

Ilivarlanna T’arran, matriarch of the Sixth House of Umbra, bit her lower lip and tried to suppress her moans as she ground three fingers into her wet, aching pussy. One side of her face was pressed against a sturdy wooden door, and on the other side of it she could hear the unmistakable sounds of skin slapping against skin, and the mewling, orgasmic cries of one of her daughters getting fucked hard and deep. The man with her, a lesser prince of one of the twilight realms, had seemed quite enthused at the idea of siring a child with one of the T’arran daughters, and Ilivarlanna was delighted to hear the way he now took that duty seriously. From the sound of it, he was either holding her daughter in a mating press, or enjoying her dusky cunt from behind. Either would do. So long as he delivered what he had promised, he could have her in whatever position he wanted. He merely had to stay on task, and on target. Read more »

Whistle-blowers Chapter 3 [F] [Masturbation] [Public] [Exhibitionist] [Voyeur] [Celeb fanfic] [Julian Assange]

**Carrying a Torch for a Mighty Woman**

It was unusually clement that mid-April morning in London, & Jen Robinson – a human rights lawyer & long-standing member of the legal team defending Julian Assange & WikiLeaks – was readying herself for the day. She dressed as one would knowing that their every move made; their every word uttered, was being surveilled by a team of men, who were the equivalent of well-trained dogs, but she also did so as one that has grown accustomed to the thought of being the subject of said vigil, for as long as she had been, would do. Surveillance of anyone associated with WikiLeaks was well-known & in her case its likelihood was confirmed by an ex-NSA member, years ago.

Drinking her coffee downstairs in her flat’s lounge, Jen basked in the morning light slanting in through her terrace doors. It was a glorious day, which she laid the blame on as the cause to the bombardment of mental images she was getting of her birthplace in Australia. She was playing back memories of her father training their horses on Seven Mile Beach with the sunrise on the horizon – one of the most spellbinding places she knew. The nostalgia associated with these reminiscences was an incontrovertible, early symptom of homesickness. Read more »

Spreading her wings (and legs!)

continued from “What More Could a Man Want?”

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One of the things I began to notice was that Chastity liked strangers more than she liked them after the second or third time she fucked them. During one of our infrequent conversations about her having sex with complete strangers she revealed the attraction for her – she liked to make strangers cum in her pussy. She felt some amount of control over the situation, and of them. However, she was still extremely shy so when we would go out with the intention of finding someone to fuck her I had to do all the talking, which didn’t take long. All I had to do is tell some guy that my wife thought he was cute. He would look at her, always wearing something short and sexy, coupled with a top that revealed those beautiful tits, and would say, “Well I think she is absolutely beautiful!” I would then proceed to tell him that she likes to make strangers cum in her pussy and that I liked to fuck her while she still had cum dripping out of her pussy from the last guy(s) she fucked. I would then ask, “Would you like to be that guy?” No one ever refused. It didn’t matter if they were single or married, they never passed up the chance to have sex with an incredibly beautiful woman. Read more »

What more could a man want?

What else could a man want? My young wife was beautiful. At 5’6’, she had beautiful legs, complimented with a perfectly proportioned ass and the most incredible DD tits. Those tits were so naturally firm that they could have passed for implants. When I would press my naked body against her I could actually feel those tits poking me, and when she would start getting aroused I could actually feel those nipples harden up. She was half Mexican and half Lithuanian, which made for a very exotic look. With full lips, European eyes, a generous wide smile, and a nice olive completion she could pass for any one of several nationalities; Polynesian, Persian, Spanish, and more. With only a slight change in her makeup and clothing, a complete transition was possible. But that is not the “transition” I intend to tell. For the purpose of this story, I will refer to her as Chastity – a juxtaposed aka if there ever was one – AND the only part of this story that is not true. Read more »

My gf (f20) saved us by sucking off 3 guys on meth

This happened last winter on my birthday. Back then we were renting a room in an apartment. Our neighbor in the next room was a police academy student who’s already started working as a policeman every other night.
Me and my gf are occasional tweakers, we like to smoke meth every other week and fuck for 10 hours straight. And since it was my birthday, we (surprise surprise!) decided to do a fuckton of it.  
4 hours into our meth-fuelled fuck marathon, we hear the front door open. We thought our neighbor wasn’t t going to come home today, but apparently that was not the case. Even worse, he brought two of his friends with him and they’re all shitface drunk. We stopped fucking, I get to the hallway to ask them what’s up, we exchange a few words and they proceed to their room.

So the night’s already kinda ruined since we’re high as fuck and obviously too paranoid to continue fucking in fear of our cop neighbor discovering us. With nothing better to do, we decided to smoke more. Read more »

Dirty talk

I am down on my knees sucking your cock going in and out, using my hands and gently playing with your balls in the process. I keep doing this until you cum as I take my mouth off of your big member. You shoot the cum all over my breasts as I kneel there and take in that glory. After you are done I stick your penis between my breasts and start moving them up and down/bouncing while you look at my breasts and feel aroused even more.

You close your eyes fantasizing about putting your shaft into my pussy until you blow another load and start breathing heavily. You rest and open your eyes. I take your fingers and open my legs wider. You put two fingers in my wet and drenched pussy barely inserting it, giving me a taste of what’s to come. You take your fingers out, now dripping with my juices, and I suck and lick your fingers as you say, “Yeah, you like that don’t you, you naughty girl.” Read more »

Fantasies

This is titled fantasies and I wrote this one day. This is completely fiction and I hope you enjoy it! This is my first!

Fantasies Read more »