[True Story][M4F] A fantasy 8 years in the making! (part 1)

This is a fun story I wanted to share. This story is 100% true although I want to admit this story did not happen recently. I just had some fun on dirty pen pals today and was reminded of this story and found this subreddit so I wanted to share.

A long time ago I was in high school. I played soccer my entire life and even did some football. I wasn’t a nerd, but I definitely cared about my grades a bit (nowhere near top of my class, but took some honors classes and did fine). However, I was definitely a ‘good’ kid. I didn’t smoke, I didn’t drink alcohol, I didn’t have sex. This isn’t because I was some sort of narc or thought I was better than anyone, I just was too scared (lol) to even risk doing it. I would go to the occasional HS party and just hang out completely sober lol. Sure, I missed out on some good times but whatever. I had a high school sweetheart for a time, but all we did was kiss. Got the picture of who I was? Ok good.

[f] My second little confessional. I’m still trying to understand who you are.

..and judging from your response, I guess you enjoyed that little feeling of power the other day? You enjoyed how uneven this exchange is and how I’m forcing myself to just be honest and acknowledge it? Logically this shouldn’t really feel personal at all. I’m making a completely public post, I’m not sending this to any specific person. But right in this exact moment, this is very personal isn’t it? These are my real words, my real thoughts and they are laid at your feet waiting for your judgment.

I’m not trying to even be philosophical or witty, a real version of me is talking directly to you. Yes, the real you right now reading this. I know I don’t actually know you but I’ve thought about you. I’m not sitting here trying to talk to a group of people, I’m talking to only one person right now and I have absolutely no power in choosing who that person is. I didn’t get to pick you out of a lineup and privately send you this. If you’re already reading this, then I literally have no way of stopping you from continuing to look at me can I?

[MF] [College]

“Awh, fuck. Give it to me harder!”
The TV rang out in the background. I was unaccustomed to watching sleazy porn, but when I got the urge, I just wanted to satisfy it.
I was getting myself so close, but I didn’t want to feel release until I had built my orgasm to the point of explosion. I slowed myself for a while, but I soon began to pick it back up. Just as it was getting hotter, the door opened and my roommate walked in.
“Shit, dude, do that in private.”

I covered myself, but not before the two girls that walked in realized what was going on. The first one was Jarrod’s girlfriend, she was hot, but never left his side. The other was Marissa. She was smart, sexy, and way out of my league, but I still had a crush on her. Embarrassing, right? Now she was never going to talk to me.

They looked at the poorly-hidden lump in my pants and tried to be as nonchalant as possible.

“We just came in to get our chemistry notes, and then you can finish your ‘special time.'”

[True Story] Random Acts of Blowjob #9 – Quickie in the Car [Mf] [Oral]

Parts 1-8 can be found in my posting history (links aren’t allowed here).

Daddy picked me up a block from my job for a lunch hour quickie. He’s a tall and handsome white guy, with gorgeous eyes. We hopped in his car and drove to a mostly abandoned grass lot at the water front. There were two other cars there; one was fishing, and the other was just sitting. Additionally, there was a guy mowing the adjacent lawn.

We circled for a bit deciding where to park, and finally decided fuck it and picked a corner away from the other cars. Daddy and I hopped into the backseat, and started making out. I began rubbing his cock through his pants, and he commented that I was an eager babygirl.

Daddy ordered me to take his belt off, and I undid his pants. He wiggled out of them, leaving his boxers on. We kept kissing as I rubbed his cock through the thin layer of cloth, but I wanted more. I slid my hand under his waistband, freeing his cock. While he was trying to pull them off, I couldn’t help myself and started sucking and licking his cock while he struggled to yank his underwear down, haha! Car sex awkwardness is real.

[MF] [cheat] [preg] Misty Creek

“Misty Creek. Affordable Rates. Open for dinner” the sign said.

They were supposed to make it to Seattle, but – because life happens – it was late, dark, the car was almost out of gas, and there was no Internet access to look for a gas station nor a nicer hotel.

Misty Creek would have to make do. After all, the rates were affordable and…
…as soon as they walked past the front door, it felt like being back in the ’60s. The place hadn’t seen a furniture upgrade since after the Johnson administration. But, of course, it was about to undergo one next week. They only had one room available, one queen sized bed. And only sandwiches for dinner. Nearest gas station? 20 miles. Tow truck? Not a chance, not unless they were stopped in the middle of the highway.

Nicole and Stephen sighed. “Fine, we’ll take the room. And the sandwiches. And all the booze you have” they said, only half-jokingly. The big boss had sent them on this trip to try and salvage the company’s most important business relationship. The cute and yet ruthless sales manager and the smart but nerdy engineering lead, they were their employer’s best asset in this circumstance. And they were starting their mission by being a day late. They used the hotel’s landline to let everyone know of the hiccup, and then, slightly tipsy, headed towards their room for the night.

Gay Bondage Surprise 2[gay][oral][reluc][Mdom][Msub]

Myles continued to massage my thigh, my skin tight boxers growing tighter by the second. His sweet, knowing smile made my body writhe in my restraints and I felt so hesitant to admit to any of the feelings that Myles had claimed I confided in him the night before. I was unsure, warry. His touch, however, made me feel weak. There was something about him and the way he looked at me that made me shiver and tremble. I couldn’t give in. I couldn’t let this drunken mistake turn into some shameful experience that I would always regret. There was something that made me want to give in, to finally experience something that I had apparently secretly dreamt of. I couldn’t let myself fall into this trap that Myles had strapped me into. I needed to resist. He had something else in mind.

“Now, well…now we just play a little bit, I guess.” He smiled. “Just something slow and easy to start. Nothing too crazy, nothing too intense. Maybe just a little test to see what you think, to remember the things that you were talking to me about last night.”

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“I bet you think I’m a freak right?” Clarisse asked tiptoeing back and forth as he read her proposal.

Alphera finished reading the proposal and looked up at her with one of his supernaturally brilliant smiles. “Of course not, it’s perfectly natural.”

“Really?” She asked surprised.

“I keep my close friends a secret as you know, but I’ve helped 4 people with very similar fantasies.” He assured her. Well it was 2 and one of them backed out again but a little embellishing never hurt anyone’s reputation.

“And none of them…” Her question trailed off.

“I’m very discrete and I’ll help you be as well.” He smiled. “I’ll be there at 5.”

“Mrs Henderson, I just noticed that you must be where your daughter gets her beautiful eyes from.” Alphera beamed over the dinner table.

“It Margarete dear and don’t think I haven’t noticed you’ve been trying to flatter me all evening.” Margarete smiled.

A Stupid Bet (m+/f, nc, anal, gloryhole)

It was just supposed to be a stupid dare. With her new fake ID, she said it could get her in anywhere. Of course, there is always an asshole about, some jerk who has to challenge any claim you make. In her case, that asshole was Steve. He called bullshit on her and wanted proof. She had expected him to ask her to buy some alcohol or go into a bar, but for some reason, likely perverted, he had challenged her to go to a nearby adult theater and buy something. She was grossed out by the idea, but everyone at the lunch table had latched onto the challenge and she would have to provide a receipt for proof.

So that was how Sydney, 17, found herself outside “Handy’s” on a Friday night, biting her lower lip anxiously. She wished she had dressed super conservatively, but it was well into summer and she was going to the movies with some friends after. So, here she was, a leggy dirty blonde, wearing a modest summer dress, trying to gather courage to go inside. A car drove by and that was the push she needed. She hadn’t parked in the back, something she now regretted. Instead she pushed the black glass door and went inside.

Last night

Last night, my boyfriend and I had the best sex we have ever had. It started off normally, we got dinner at one of our favorites in town and had great conversation, which in my opinion is the BEST foreplay. After stuffing ourselves silly like little mole rats we are, we headed back to his place to maybe “watch some 24.” Yeah right, we all know what that means. It’s not 2002 anymore, sweetheart.

So we get back to his place and get all cozy on his couch and power up the tube, when bam, his roommate walks in. Ugh, so inconvenient, his roommate is nice and all but I’m not really looking for a threesome with a fifty-seven year old and I don’t think my babe is either. So we power down the old picture box and head to his room to have some good old fashioned fun.

Yeah, that’s right. Good old fashioned crosswords and sudoku. My boyfriend gets SO HARD from crossword puzzles. I don’t know what it is about them, it’s like he’s a cat and “viper of the Nile region” is his catnip. So he’s doing his crossword, he’s way smarter than me so I’m not much help, and his penis just BURSTS out of his pants! Like it sprung to a life like an old Glockenspiel! At this point I put down my sudoku (that’s a bit more my speed) and climb on top of him.

[f] Does it make you uncomfortable..

..that I’m turned on by you and I have no idea who you are? I don’t know if you’re reading this while sitting at home on your laptop or if you’re on the subway seeing this on your phone. You could live 5 miles from me or 5,000. Either way, this isn’t a fair and even exchange is it? You’re free to hit the back button at any time and move on, but I’m held captive here in a way. For as long as you keep reading this, I’m forced to keep talking and you get to judge every single word I put in front of you and I have to deal with that. I don’t really have a choice do I?

I could stop typing this. I could hit the close button and go back to being productive and get back to work, but if you’re actually reading this then that means I went through with it and posted this for you. I don’t know you but this weird position I’ve put myself in means that I don’t have any power in this exact moment. You’re the one in control and that thought is a bit odd and also turns me on for reasons that are hard to fully explain.