My (21m) hookup (37f) made me taste my own [MF] [reluc] [Msub]

This was some time ago. I (21M at the time) found her on tinder after sending out a few messages over a couple of days. I was still in college, had only gone as far as giving and getting oral, and never really spoke to anyone like her before. She was cool and easy going. The stories she shared with me were pretty amazing and freeing in a way.

She shared with me that she grew up in a traditional household with abusive parents, but broke free as she got older and matured into a beautiful independent woman with a great career (in HR) and living on her own in a really nice condo. She prefers casual sex to relationships and was honest about having multiple friends she hooks up with. She gets a lot of attention from her (mostly male) friends and she’s the life of the office where she works at.

After a few days of chatting back and forth, she said she had a problem with her ipad and asked me if i could come over and help her figure it out. I decided, sure why not. I drove down to her place and walked up to her door. I rang the bell. She opened the door, wearing a tight shirt and short shorts that showed half of her ass cheeks.

Walked in on the professor [MF]

“God dammit!” I thought when I received my physiology exam back. “I swear, I know how the body works, just this professor gets me every time” I said to no one.

Dr. Fowler was a fair professor, brilliant in fact. I learned a whole lot, but you would never know based on how I did in his class.

“Now class, we have one exam left and most did well last week so congrats. The others who are not so lucky, stop by this week. Okay?”

Sophie walked in last, as usual. Her hair always in a messy bun, looking as if she woke up 5 mins ago. But, she’s a friend and I give her the benefit of the doubt.

After a thrilling lecture on the endocrine system, I get some lunch. “Eh, I may as well bite the bullet and stop by.”

I walk across campus to Dr. Fowler’s office waiting to hear about how I’m not doing so hot. Normally his door is closed despite him always being in the office, but today is was partially open.

Part one: Record your dirty slut [exh] [MF]

One night after we get ready for bed you ask me if it’s ok to set up a camcorder to record us. I nod. You set it up and come over to the bed and I pull you onto it. I bite your lower lip, pulling a little. You slide your hands along my thighs, making me straddle you.

I press down on you, moaning quietly. You tug off the shirt I slipped on, hungrily licking and nipping at my breasts. I have my hands under your shirt, scratching you. My panties are soaked but you aren’t sure if it’s from me or you.

You tell me to get on my hands and knees. I’m comply quickly, while you take your shirt off. You slide your hands up and down the back of my thighs, admiring my ass. You slowly slide your hands over my ass, grabbing my panties. You take them off, and glide your fingers along my back. You can feel me tremble beneath you. I’m panting as your hands rub my ass.

You check to see how wet I am and decide it’s not enough. You slap my ass, making me moan. You hit me harder and harder, making me get louder.

Out of town massage – (mf)

My was is very sexual. She loves to fuck and we have an awesome sex life. However, she has a conservative, church-wife like, exterior. I have brought up sharing her before and she immediately dismisses it. She is a stay at home mom who seems to be pretty straight laced. However, I knew what she was really like back in college.

So I thought I would see if the closet slut was still in there and kind of tested it out. I gave her a relaxing shopping trip for her birthday like 5 hours away and told her to have a fun relaxing weekend away from the business of the house and kids.

I set up an in room massage for her at her hotel. Told her I used the soothe app but really found a guy online and told him what I was thinking. Had him play it off as a legit massage but to see if it went anywhere more than that.

[f] I honestly couldn’t stop trying to picture you all weekend…

It’s Monday morning and I literally just sat down at my desk maybe thirty minutes ago. I checked my emails, filled up my water bottle and I already couldn’t stop myself from signing into this account.

I’m not a morning person at all, It’s a struggle for me every morning to get up. I’m usually never anything even close to horny at this time but here I am all the same. There’s just such an incredible energy I get to feel from letting myself talk directly to you like this.

I get to imagine where you are when you’re hearing my voice. I get to imagine how you react to my words. I spent all day Saturday at a crowded beach with friends and when I looked out at the crowd I couldn’t help but wonder if anyone there had somehow read one of my ramblings. I know the odds are astronomical, but the beautiful part of this is that anyone could read this. Whoever is going to be making the sub I’ll have for lunch today could know I have a green vibrator. They wouldn’t know it was me, but I can’t control that it’s out there for anyone to read.

The picnic blanket [MF] [Outdoor]

I watch as you settle onto the picnic blanket. As was your habit, when you have the chance, on a nice sunny day, you find a comfortable spot and strip down to your undies and get some sun. I always loved those moments, seeing you feel free and relaxed. Plus I love seeing your naked body: the curve of your hips, your smooth skin, the way your breasts sit when you lie on your back, the milky white parts that barely get to see the sun. Plus I know that the chance to be that naked in private but our in the open air tends to get you feeling amorous.

Being cursed with skin that only has two settings: fair or burnt, I don’t enjoy the exercise of sunbaking very much, but do like to encourage you and enjoy the opportunity to watch you. But on this day, after sitting and watching you, and feeling myself become aroused just at the sight of you, and then my thoughts of you, I decide to at least come and keep you company for a bit.

Post Workout “Workout” – [MF] [Rimming] [Oral] [Spanking]

I walk into the house and I see you there in the kitchen, looking sexy as fuck in your tight, Lycra workout clothes. From the sheen of sweat on your body and by the way you are gulping down a cold glass of water, I know that you just got back from your work out rather than getting ready to go out. Fuck! When you are wet, hot and sweaty post workout is one of the times I want you most. I wonder if maybe you timed your return with mine just to get me worked up. You smile at me wordlessly as you lean back against the counter top. I meet your gaze and smile back as I move towards you, that wicked smirk confirming to me that you knew just what you were doing – and what you want right now.

I step close to you and trace my fingers up and down the slick perspiration on your arms. I slide my hands in front and can feel the cool smoothness of the Lycra as my fingertips draw slow circles on your breasts trying to coax your nipples erect under the tight fabric. As I see the tips protrude my fingers slide to the outside of your tits while each thumb rubs slowly up and down over your nipples making them strain harder against your top.

Thinking of Someone Else Pt 2 [F] [Shower] [Fantasy] [Masturbation]

As she steps into the shower, she lets the hot water soak into her long blonde hair and flow down her body. Eve is 44 years old, her fair skin still soft and smooth. Her supple breasts are still somewhat perky, just a bit heavier in recent years. She feels the water flow over her 34DDs, as well as down her full ass cheeks and along her freshly waxed pussy.

As she rubs peppermint soap on her skin, she lets her mind wander and starts thinking about him. Not the “him” in her bed (her husband, Mike), but rather the “him” she met online a few months ago. The one she thinks about every time she gets down to business this way. Ryan.

They met innocently enough, in a group forum for amateur cooks. They would share recipes and discuss things like which cheese is the best one to use for various dishes. Then one day they decided to actually chat about some recipes they swapped, in a private voice chat. Just the two of them. And she heard his voice, deep and somewhat gravelly – and very sexy. And, as conversations often do, it started branching out to other subjects. Real conversations. They got to know each other. They joked. They flirted. Harmless at first. Then one day, when she’d had a bit of wine and let her inhibitions down, she told him that she fantasized about him. Masturbated while thinking about him.

Thinking of Someone Else Pt 1 [F] [Shower] [Fantasy] [Masturbation]

She woke up to the sound of her alarm, still tired from tossing & turning all night. She slowly reached to turn off the alarm and quietly stumbled out of bed, careful not to wake up her husband laying next to her. She has no idea how he can sleep through the alarm but the slightest movement from her can startle him awake. She desperately wanted to avoid any exaggerated irritated sighs this morning.

She tip toes out of the bedroom and slips into the kitchen. As she pulls the coffee beans from the cupboard, her mind wanders to the glorious wet dream she had the night before. “That’s enough, Eve,” she thinks to herself. “Save it for later.” She lets the aroma of the coffee beans – a rich dark roast with a hint of chocolate and nutty tones – distract her from her thoughts. She pours the coffee beans into the grinder and puts a filter into the basket of the coffeemaker. As the grinder starts whirring, she pulls a cup out of the dishwasher. She was too tired last night to put the dishes away, but seeing the dishwasher full makes her a bit antsy. It’s bound to set him off on a tirade if he notices.

You are mine [MF] [Playful day at home]

This is my first ever attempt (please be gentle, but definitely seeking feedback)

You are mine

It’s been a pretty ordinary day. We’ve just been hanging around at home, getting things we need to do done. Of course, it’s been our usual amount of fun and frivolity, plenty of playfulness. You’ve been on the receiving end of a slap on your butt numerous times. As usual, you roll your eyes and act with mock shock and we giggle. I still love the feel of your ass in my hand, whether it’s a gentle little grab or a firm grab where I knead the flesh of your ass between my fingers. Your body still awakens a multitude of ‘inappropriate’ and carnal thoughts in me. And as this day went on, watching you saunter around the house in your cute little summer dress hasn’t made my thoughts any different. I’ve indulged in looking at the top of your breasts, their soft supple flesh proudly bouncing out the top of your dress. Watched your legs, silky smooth from their recent waxing session… which of course reminds me of where else has been waxed, and how it looks and feels… and tastes. And all our teasing and flirting and playfulness, mixed with my feelings and intense desire for all of you has got me with something in mind.