Category: sexystories

The Photo Album [M solo] [m solo] [masturbation] – Part 1

This is all fiction.

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My mom was getting older. She lived alone and had fallen twice in the past year. It was time to move her to a nursing home where someone could look in on her and make sure she was eating and taking care of herself.

Mom had always been a hippie. Her parents lived for a time on a commune in Minnesota, and mom and her three siblings were raised in that lifestyle. I had always known this, but it was just an interesting factoid.

My wife Samantha and I, and our boys Tristan (8) and Devon (14) had been spending our weekends for the past month at my mom’s house cleaning it out, identifying what she would take with her to the home, what should be sold, trashed, given away, etc.

There was a large box in the cramped attic that my son and I struggled to get down through the narrow stairway. The cardboard was pretty flimsy, and we unceremonsoly dropped the box on the ground as we got to the bottom step. Read more »

[FF] [Mom/Daughter] Amanda and her mother get to know each other – Part 2

This is all fiction…or rather fantasy. Love getting comments. Please let me know what you did or didn’t like.

Part 2

The next morning was Saturday, and I was sleeping in a little bit.

“Hey honey, are you awake?” mom called from the top of the basement stairs.

“Huhmph, um, sure mom, what’s up?” I replied, mostly awake but still a little sleepy.

Mom came in and sat on my bed.

“Sorry to wake you up. I just wanted to see if I could borrow you laptop for a few minutes.” She said it very matter of factly, but there was only one reason she was asking for this.

“Um, sure mom. What for?” I was quickly awakening.

“Well, I was thinking about the little present you left for me last night. I didn’t actually get to use it before bed, but did have a couple of dreams about it. I wasn’t really planning on trying it right now, but I woke up this morning sort of ‘in the mood’ if you know what I mean. I thought that having the video that I watched last night may help to make sure that I can, um, accomplish my mission this morning quickly before I have to get to yoga class.” Read more »

[FF] [Mom/Daughter] Amanda and her mother get to know each other – Part 1

This is all fiction…or rather fantasy. Love getting comments. Please let me know what you did or didn’t like.

My name is Amanda.

I was 17 when my dad passed away. He had lung cancer, and it wasn’t really a surprise to any of us. He had continued to smoke even after his initial diagnosis, which was devastating to my mother, and to my brother and I. We felt that he was being selfish and cared more about “enjoying” his time remaining on earth (by smoking) than possibly extending his time with his family.

Nonetheless, after he passed, my mom had a hard time. We had some money put away for my college but mom had to continue to work to keep up her prior standard of living. She did have a good job, though, and was able to pay for everything – she just had to delay her retirement past when she might have otherwise wanted to.

I contemplated staying home with mom for a year and maybe attending some community college classes, but I was always a good student, and had gotten into a good school, so mom told me she’d be fine, and that I should go away to school and not worry about her. Read more »

Her Son’s Bully 2 (str8) (mF) [reluc] [huml]

The ride to Tony’s home had been a conflicted affair. One minute she would be thinking about Richard, what he would think if he found out–it would mean a divorce–maybe, and the next her stomach would be in knots thinking about her son Tommy finding out. This would be a story that would get around the school, his mom was a slut, it would be too juicy for the gossip to not get everywhere.

Yet she found herself swimming in anxiety and still turned on. She was awful, she knew it, but this whole situation had a way of leaving her horny beyond what she knew was possible. She felt her whole body was a sexual instrument for this young man to play, something she hadn’t even felt in her younger days, and something Richard had never inspired.

Her European car parked across the street from Tony’s. It was a long walk of shame across the street to that dark side of the suburbs where the losers lived. Wearing her work-out clothes might not a been a good idea, she had to have a good excuse for getting out, and as she bounced in her sneakers to the door she started thinking about leaving. She could just run, this whole experience could be forgotten and denied and she could go back to that quaint and boring family life she had built for herself. Read more »

It is better to breed for the emperor than lust for yourself [MF][sci-fi] [Warhammer40K]

”It is over fowl witch.” Paladin Xionius exclaimed as he tore his sword from the chest of the last of the warp spawn. “My brothers may have fallen but the emperor will works through my blade and your filth will be torn from this world.” He raised his sword as he spoke pointing it at the robed figure at the altar.

“You are a foolish pawn paladin, the emperor is a child playing at godhood, my master shall never allow my defeat.” The cultists claimed as she let the robe fall onto the cold stone floor and revealed herself. She was almost as tall as the paladin himself, but where the god emperor had made him sturdy and powerful, the powers of her twisted god had made her slender and beautiful. Her skin was pale and flawless and fully revealed in her nakedness, her long limbs moving gracefully as she stepped towards the paladin. Beautiful breasts bounced ever so slightly as she approached and wetness dripped from her sex beneath the bush of hair there. “Slaneesh is a true god and his will be done.” She smiled as she stopped a few steps from the paladin. Read more »

Erotic anniversary [M] [F] [Str8] [voy] [swing]

Next Saturday of our wedding and I’ve planned something special for us. We’ll have a naive morning, visiting an exhibition and then go to have lunch to a fancy restaurant.

Then a great suite in a hotel will be waiting for us, with a jacuzzi in the terrasse with nice views of the city. When the teasing begins and she’s excited enough, I’ll play two videos of a erotic tantra massage that I’ve booked for the evening. Those massages don’t involve sex but they involve masturbation and orgasms. She will have to choose whether she wants a woman or a man, and what does she wants for me. I don’t care that much about me, I’m really looking forward to seeing her enjoying her body and being taken to the orgasm by other hands.

Afterwards we’ll go to the restaurant where I proposed.

Who knows where we’ll end the night. Maybe we’ll go directly to the hotel, or she might want to have a drink. Or, and that’d be astonishing, proposes going for the very first time to a swinger club to have some real fun…

Proper place for sext convos? [MF, exh, voy]

Like the title says, I’ve finally had a couple pretty hot sext conversations over the past few days. I’ll just say this….. Once my imagination is provided the right…. Inspiration… I tend visualize very well, and write what I’m assuming is basically erotica, except instead of tell a story about fictional people, I end up describing, usually in pretty vivid imagery, what we’d be doing, and the like. Kind of want a few outside opinions on my writing though, or any input really. Is there a specific place/places I should post, or is here good? Not sure where to go

The Perfect Five Days [MF][Str8]

Wednesday night was show night. An overnight stay in the city once more. We caught the train and the lads looked like they were keen for a drink beforehand. Me? Not so much.

*“Kitty?”*

It was Blake. Blake was someone who had so much faith in me as a musician, he had been in every band I had ever been in.

*“Yes, darling?”*

*“I want to give you this. We have talked about it. I managed to wrangle an invite for you and Minnie. I am sure only good will come out of it.”*

*“What makes you say that?”*

*“Having met the Master, I am sure he is your type. A lot of other musicians and people into music and you get to wear a pretty dress.”*

*“I am sold then. How often do they have the parties?”*

*“There was one last Thursday night but I didn’t invite you because the Master had a prior engagement. Played the new Monkees album. Dress code is no sloppiness and dress to impress. First of June is the next one.”*

*“So tomorrow. Dress to impress?”* Read more »

Your friendly local barber shop [First time, MM]

During my junior year in college, I lived alone in a small city apartment. My entire social life consisted of short, random conversations with students in my classes, or coworkers at my warehouse night job.

I didn’t mind. I was lonely, but not that lonely. I wanted a girlfriend. Someone to love. I played video games. I jerked off 2 or 3 times a day. It had been this way for some time. In the past year all my friends had graduated and moved away. My casual approach to my studies had held me back.

I drank and smoked pot. The pornography I sought out became more varied. Almost by accident, at first, I began to focus on cocks as I watched women get fucked. I discovered shemales and dickgirls. Femenine but hard. Written fantasies, especially, pushed the boundaries of what I found myself turned on by. Written porn made it easier to imagine, and I would find myself imagining the girl with a cock in her mouth. In my mouth. But I didn’t think of myself as gay at all. I liked girls. Maybe a bit curious, at most. Read more »

[F4M] Hunted

*Just Breathe.* I will my body to do the simplest of actions. *Breathe.*

I close my eyes as I lean against the rough skin of an old tree. I grip the bark under my palms to keep me centered. I pull in a deep breath and hold it for a few heartbeats before releasing it. I open my eyes and search the darkness around me. The moon offered little light, yet much ambience to this eve. *A hunter’s moon.* I shiver and take in a shuddering breath. There was a hunt taking place alright.

It wasn’t intentional, my idea for a midnight stroll was completely innocent. Sleepless and hot from being bundled up, I decided a nice walk in the cool night air would calm me and cool my body into relaxing. I’d walked these woods many a time, I wasn’t afraid of them. I walked for about fifteen minutes before I felt the air change. I walked slower trying to decipher what it is that has shifted the balance in this place. I could still hear the crickets and small creatures scurrying through the felled foliage. And then, I heard the deafening sound of a branch snap under the tread of something heavy. I looked in that direction quickly. Read more »