Casting About: Part 1 [MF][Mast][ENF][Exh]

**Casting About: Part 1**

Note: Original post was removed due to a link to Wikipedia (go figure).

I started writing this after reading Robert Evans’s The Kid Stays in the Picture. It’s slow to start (sex-wise), but I’m pretty sure from the first chapter title, you can tell it’s not going to stay PG forever.

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**Darling Starts a Porn Company**

The thing about fame is that it attracts all sorts, the eager and the hesitant looking to push their limits, the smart and the naïve, the good and the bad. Fame attracts them all, and it doesn’t really care about the wants or needs of anyone. I was a failed actor, so I knew all about this. I’d been on dozens of TV shows over the years, mostly playing “Clean-Cut College Student #3” or some other *totally* fleshed out role, and I’d even headlined a few pilots that never made it past a test audience. I knew the business, production, development, distribution. I knew fame just enough to know it avoided me like the plague. I knew that to be on the other side of the camera, to make it big that way, you need to have contacts that only fame could provide, which of course I didn’t have.

Cottage Country Summers – Part 1 – Summer of Discovery (1996) – Chapter 3 [m][m][f][f][mast][group][no contact]

NOTE: I’m loving the feedback so far. If you’re enjoying this feel free to comment or PM. Let me know what you want to see in future parts. Part 1 is 4 chapters and an epilogue. Part 2 is the next summer and has 2 finished chapters so far. I have enough ideas to keep this going for a while, but suggestions are welcome.

On with the story.

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“So…” Sara was the first to break the silence, “What now?”

She was standing beside Ashley and in front of Nick and Will. The four of them stood naked in the small cabin while looking over each other’s bodies.

“I only know what Beth told me,” Ashley said, “So we might have to figure out the details ourselves.”

Nick shrugged, “we figured it out easy enough.”

Love and Endgames [MF] [exh]

It seemed like just yesterday, but it had been nearly 11 years since that fateful day. Iron Man, a generic superhero movie starring a troubled actor in Robert Downey Jr., debuted and gave rise to the Marvel Cinematic Universe. Few could’ve imagined that one movie would’ve spawned the biggest movie franchise in cinematic history. Even fewer could’ve imagined it would ultimately lead to a movie like Avengers Endgame. Allen Marco was among those select few, but the rise and dominance of the MCU had a more personal impact for him.

On the day Iron Man premiered, Allen was reeling from a potent combination college burnout and a broken heart. Early that morning, he learned that his ex-girlfriend, who he’d been dating since high school, had been cheating on him. He thought they’d been going through a rough patch. Apparently, she’d been trying to break up with him for months.

He was so devastated that he planned to spend the day sulking rather than seeing Iron Man with his older brother, who was in town to help an old roommate move. Whether by fate or luck, his brother sprained his ankle and couldn’t go. Rather than throw away his ticket, he convinced Allen to take his roommate’s sister, Ashley.

[MF] [M-solo] [F-solo] [mentions of ass/choke] [joi] This person does not exist

I always enjoyed discovering random new corners of the Internet. And the other day I stumbled upon a particularly fascinating one: “this person does not exist”. I don’t claim to understand the details, but it is a very smart computer that saw a lot of faces and can now make up entirely new ones. You can look straight in the eyes of a person that … is not a person. A very smart computer figured out what makes a face a face and made a new face, a face that no real human being has. It’s crazy. You can look at all kinds of people, and imagine lives for them, but.. it’s all just pixels on a screen.

I clicked a few times, until I saw her. She was a goddess. Not real, I know. But her hair was the most beautiful shade of blonde ever created, by genetics or otherwise. Her eyes had the color of a precious gemstone, albeit not one that I would be able to name. And everything about her was just beautiful, symmetrical, elegant.

Coming of age [MF] [seduction]

Edit: please post comments and feedback. Let me know what you think.

Jenny never really had it easy. When she was twelve and start developing breasts, her left one grew, but the right one did not…for a year. She had one boyfriend in high school. While making out, she cut her tongue on his braces. It never really worked out since. In college, she once got drunk at a party and had three guys finger her in the same night, she thinks, but can not confirm. But now, as a 41 year old woman, she was doing well. She had a stable boyfriend, a good job, and a fairly active sex life. Despite all of the mishaps, she always takes things in good stride.

“Mmm roll over baby,” she begged Ted, her lethargic boyfriend. Ted rolled over in bed to find Jenny in a red lace one piece, split down the middle, going up to her neck like a collar and crotchless for easy access. Ted’s body responded partially. Jenny, despite all her misfortunes was not unfortunate to look at. She was no longer the 5:30 AM Orange Theory type with a tight ass but she had a flat stomach, hips that can be grabbed, breasts that can be fondled and an ass that can be spanked. She was quite happy with the way she turned out.

[F]un with [M]y wi[F]e in [M]iami

So I wrote this for my wife as part of our sex game, haven’t sent it to her yet but looking for feedback.

Miami was the perfect place for me and my wife Sarah to get away from their busy and demanding life. The sun, the food, the fashion, the bodies, the perfect place to let loose and enjoy the atmosphere of sexy South America with the attitude of the South of France. Our dinner reservations were for eight at our favorite restaurant in South Beach, OLA, as I was finishing shaving Sarah stepped out of the shower giving me pause as I took in her delicious curves and pert breasts. “What time is it?” Sarah asked as I was shaken from my trance. We had plenty of time to finish getting ready and still make the reservations. Sarah finished getting her hair ready and asked me to help her with her dress, which I did, slowly admiring the red material adorning her body, presenting her breasts on a delectable platter. She twirled for me, giving a full look of what I was going to experience this evening. I wanted to strip her dress off her right there and fuck her but we were running out of time, it would have to wait for later.

The new neighbors (F/FM) (VOY) Part 2

Part 2

The couple above continued exploring each other’s bodies as she watched below. They turned slightly, now she could see his partially hard cock hanging heavily between them, as thick as she’d secretly hoped it would be. She bit her lower lip as she watched the wife’s small hand grip firmly around his shaft, a soft “fuck” escaped her lips as she allowed one of her fingers to lightly caress herself, shocked and thrilled at how wet she suddenly realized she was. The mans eyes above were closed as his wife brought his manhood to fill arousal. Below a sharp inhale could be heard as the voyeur began sliding her fingers over the hood of her clit, keeping time with the slow rhythm of the wife above stroking full length of her husbands shaft.

An unprotected milf [MF] [Milf]

A little background: While I grew up in a small town with a religious family, I moved away for college and quickly discovered a world outside of those origins. I very quickly out grew my original repressions and fully embraced my sexuality.

Just like so many bad ideas turned sexy college stories have started – I was on break for either thanksgiving or christmas and back in my local area under the pressure of time. I had been having a streak of luck with the earlier days of Tinder (2012 or 2013 back when it really was the best) and so gave it a shot at home. I wasn’t having too much success in my age range so I expanded it to all ages for up to 100 miles.

The new neighbors (F/FM) (VOY) Part 1

The Kelly’s were nice enough to have next door, if not a little dull., she thought. Hopefully the new couple will at least have something more to add during the summer block party than small-talk and the same three tired jokes that she’d gotten so bored of. The cool evening air was a nice change from the humid late-June day; not that she had anything to cool down from, as she’d spent most of her time watching the new couple move their endless stream of boxes from the moving truck to the house next door.

She remembered doing the same almost six years ago, what seemed like an eternity of a day moving and unpacking with her husband, finishing the day exhausted and content in their happy little home. She let out a dramatic sigh, thinking now of how long it had been since she felt content with, much less exhausted by, her husband. Both of them worked too much, saw one another too little and had fallen into a dreary, repetitive pattern. “Oh god,” she thought to herself, “we’re becoming the Kelley’s.” The idea brought a small, albeit concerned, smirk to her face. He mind wandered back to the young couple next door, who hadn’t stopped to chat beyond a quick exchange of names while her husband had left for work. Richard and Molly? No, that wasn’t it, but it sounded close. She tried pull the names to the front of her memory before shrugging it off.

Who wants to make me beg to cum? [MF] [oral] [mast]

I laugh as you drag me over to you. You slap my ass to make me moan. You pull me onto your lap, kissing me hungrily. I nibble on your neck and shoulder. You can feel how wet I am from our earlier play. Grab my ass roughly, pulling me tight against you. You lay me down and get on top of me. You kiss and lick your way down my neck to my breasts. You tease me by flicking my nipples with your tongue. You mark up my breasts with your teeth and lips, making me moan and arch my back. You mark up my shoulders too, enjoying the fact that I won’t be able to wear certain things until my bruises fade. You mark up my inner thighs too, just for fun. I’m getting frustrated that you haven’t touched me now that I’m soaked. You slide a couple pillows under my ass and I lock my legs around your hips. You pound into me, groaning from how tight and wet I am. I stretch my arms out behind me as my hips match your thrusts. I moan that I want it harder and you comply. My legs tighten around you, pressing you deeper. You stop for a second knowing that I’m close. Please, I moan, arching my body and clenching my legs. You start fucking me hard again, getting me close. You stop again. When you start up again, you tell me to touch myself but I’m not allowed to cum yet. I moan loudly, excitedly. I touch myself slowly at first, then I can’t help myself. I moan your name, begging you to let me cum. You stop again, grabbing my hand. You start going in and out slowly, enjoying me surrounding you. I can’t wait to cum all over your tits, you tell me. I moan, begging you to do that. You slide out of me, stroking you big hard throbbing cock with your hand. I’m watching you, licking my lips. I tell you to cum for me, and you do. Splashing my tits with your hot cum. You groan as you cum, loving the view. You ready to cum for me you dirty slut? You ask, kissing my inner thighs. I moan my reply. You tongue fuck me roughly, holding my hips in place. Cum for me you demand as you tongue flicks over my clit. I do, loudly, my hips and legs shaking from the intensity. Good girl you praise.