Category: sexystories

Worn panties – what a sexy smell[M]

A new phase of life. I, Paul (23), started my studies after completing my training as a graphic designer. I could not anticipate what to expect. The partys? I had expected that. The pretty fellow students? I had hoped for that. Rampant unrestrained sex? Who does not want this?

So it is hardly surprising that I moved with my “special demands” in a student dorm. I wanted freedom. I wanted to live my life. Of course also sexually. Reinvent myself and get to know myself a little better.

The dorm offers many temptations. Also temptations that I had never encountered before. One day I noticed how much the look in the laundry baskets of the female students made me horny. The idea of how their worn panties, thongs and lace panties smell. How they feel. Am I perverted? Maybe disgusting? Just because the thought of the intimate aroma of this desirable woman is enormously sexy for me. Just the thought of her pussy smell makes me horny. He controls my thoughts – I have a faible for worn panties! Read more »

[m][f] [voyeurism][sexting] watching through a window

*I’ve never written something from a man’s perspective but I enjoyed writing it. Parts of the texts are from actual texts that were sent to me many months ago by this guy who was a good flirt. I asked him permission and he said it was ok to use his words*

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I’ve decided to surprise you. You think I’m still out of town. As I walk up your porch steps I can see the light on in your bedroom. And I can see you there, laying half naked on the bed looking at your phone. Change of plans.

“Hey baby. I can’t wait to see you tomorrow.” I text.

I see a smile cross your face.

“Me either sweetie. I’m already in bed waiting for you.”

I love this. Watching you text me.

“Tell me what you’re going to do for me when you see me”

You squirm and another grin. You look to the side. Like you’re trying to think of something good to say. And start typing.

“I know you’ve been aching for my tongue all week. I’m going to take you in my mouth. I’m going to take my time.” Read more »

Poker Party Favor – Part 2 [Str8, D/s, MMMMF, Tease, Exh]

Part 2

Shy moved over behind Dave and started rubbing his neck and shoulders as Dave began shuffling. Her hands at first dug into the muscles, massaging deeply, then as the hand progressed, stroked softer, caressing up and down his neck. Dave frowned when he looked at his hand and folded early. Instead he leaned back to enjoy the attention.

When Dan raked in the chips and panties, he didn’t even speak, just smiled and took a page from Dave’s book and pointed at his neck. He was lucky enough to win the next hand as well, enjoying an extra long rub, Shy’s hands eventually running further down his back making Dan squirm a little as she touched a more ticklish area. She giggled as he turned to give her a mock angry look.

After two wins for Seth, which Shy spent rubbing his temples and neck, as well as fetching a beer and a bowl of fresh snacks, Chris won a hand. He didn’t bother with the neck rub, instead calling her over and pushing his chair back. Read more »

Poker Party Favor – Part 1 [Str8, D/s, MF, Tease, Exh)

I dropped the box down on the bed, and motioned for Shy to open it up. She gave me a quizzical look, but didn’t ask any questions before tearing open the top and pulling out a black cocktail dress.

“What is this for?” She finally asked. “Special occasion?”

“Your uniform, well, most of it anyway.” I told her. She continued to look confused, so I explained further. “Poker night starts in about 28 hours. You will be waiting on all of us.”

“Wait just a minute,” she started to say, but barely got that out before I interrupted.

“Kneel. Now.”

Her eyes got wide, but she quickly rolled off of the bed and to her knees in front of me, eyes lowered to the floor. I stroked a hand down the side of her face lovingly, before leaning in and whispering into her ear. “Waiting on us…servicing…the party. Are we clear?”

“Yes Sir.” Shy replied quietly, trying to suppress a smile, mostly successfully.

“Now, that should be perfect, I checked the dress you wore to my last company party. Same designer and everything.” I told her. “Try it on.” Read more »

[MM] [mast] My first sexual experience with another guy

I had a ‘Big Brother’ when I was younger. We had some common interests and we would do things together like going to the movies or go out to the country to his house. It was ok except when going to the movies I felt more like it was a date than two ‘brothers’. I was 18 and he felt it was his job to teach me about sex. He bought me a book to read. Another time he gave me spermicide and told me that it helps if a woman is dry ‘down there’. He told me it also feels good when you use it to masturbate with. At this age I was masturbating every night. I used the spermicide on my penis and it felt good. I’ll never forget the scent that it had. We used to go to the gym and play squash. We would shower afterwards and I was nervous about being naked with other men around. I did sneak a few peaks to see what other men’s penis’s looked like. It was the first time I saw ‘his’ penis. He had red pubic hair which I liked. Another time we had a sauna together and I got to seem him naked longer. We sat in the sauna and be had brought some spermicide. He put some on his penis then passed it over to me. I could hear and see him masturbating. He said it felt so good. I put a little spermicide on my penis and played a little. We showered afterwards. When my mom was out of town I invited him over to the small sauna we had in our house. We were both naked and I was so excited because I told him I like to use the shower head on vibrate to masturbate with. I asked him if he would like to try it and he said sure. He pointed towards his penis and the water pulsated onto him. I told him to point it at my penis and he did. It felt good and I was getting turned on. I excitedly asked him if he wanted to touch my penis. He was nervous and said he better now. He thought I would tell my mom (I wouldn’t have). We would spend more time doing regular stuff but I felt uncomfortable and I told him that we didn’t need to spend time together. Read more »

“Pull my hair and call me a slut!” [mf] [oral] [mast] [cum] [rough] [facefuck] [oral creampie] [swallow]

Becky was super into the whole #metoo feminist movement — the way she’d post on Facebook, you’d think she’d be the biggest prude on the planet. But I couldn’t resist. She was thick, beautiful. Curvy in all the right places and had long blonde hair and blue eyes.

I sent her a cautious message, not wanting to appear too masculine or pushy, lest I be turned into one of those angry feminist posts about men who just ASSUME you’ll want to date them, etc. etc.

“Wanna grab dinner?” I asked via messenger.

“Sure! How about Friday?” She responded almost instantly.

We made texted throughout the week to confirm plans and pick a place to meet. Dinner went WAY better than expected. Even feminists have needs and sometimes want to be dominated.

Becky was that type of chick. When I walked in (a few minutes late), I found her at the bar about to place an order for a cocktail.

“Oh,” she said. “You’re here. You can buy me a drink!”

I laughed and said, “Whoa whoa I see all sorts of feminist stuff on your Facebook page. Shouldn’t you be buying ME a drink?” Read more »

Payback [M][f] [Mast] [Voy]

I’m not sure how it happened, but there you were, at my door, asking to sleep on my couch. I readily agreed and pulled out a pillow and blanket for you. It was late, so I bid you goodnight and headed for my bedroom. I couldn’t resist and peeked around the corner to watch as you stripped down to your panties and a cami before slipping under the blanket on the couch. I can’t tell you the number of nights I’ve laid alone in bed stroking my aching cock after seeing you in a bikini by the complex pool or a tight v-neck t-shirt with your boobs trying to spill over the top.

*God your tits are so fucking huge.*

I laid awake forever, trying not to jerk my cock while replaying the vision of you undressing. I finally stopped fighting it and slipped out to the kitchen for a bottle of water. I tiptoed and didn’t even look your way, hoping not to wake you. On my way back, I heard you mumble something and froze in my tracks. I slowly turned to look at you and my jaw dropped. The blanket had slipped down from your chest and your tits were in full view. I shook my head and blinked a few times, not believing what I was seeing. Read more »

[Fmm] The Tutor pt. 2

Chapter 2
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Alicia arrived at 6:00 exactly. Not that she was excited about babysitting again. No, she hadn’t picked out the matching baby blue bra and boyshorts for any specific reason. And the silky blue mini-dress was just something she liked to wear on Tuesdays. It wasn’t like she’d slicked off twice the night before thinking about… giving rewards. Or step-brothers. *Fuck.*

Madeline answered the door with an expression of shock. “I don’t believe it.”

Alicia instantly worried that the guys had blabbed to their mother. “What?”

“Adam and Carlos,” Madeline said as she motioned for Alicia to enter and continued speaking in a whisper. “Carlos is cooking dinner and Adam is cleaning the house without being asked. What happened last night?”

Worry sizzled in her stomach. “Uh, nothing special?”

“They said you helped them with their homework and talked to them about how you learned to get along with your sisters. It’s a miracle!”

“What is?” Alicia was still having trouble tracking the conversation with her heart pounding like crazy. Read more »

Professor P’s Truth Serum — Part 1 [M/f][drugs]

My first story. If there’s demand for more, there’s more.
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Taryn is sitting in front of Professor P, mouth hanging slightly open, breath caught in the back of her throat. She looks at the front of his khaki dress pants seeing the outline of his cock through them, eagerly awaiting her chance to see it. She knows it will be big. The thought of touching it with her hands, putting her pouting little lips on it, tasting it with her delicate tongue, feeling it penetrate her tight pussy, and stretching her out gives her a tingle down her spine. The tingle spreads through her midriff down to her legs and settles in her pussy, a warm and aching dampness gathering in her panties.

“Taryn, what is the next step?” Professor P says, drawing her attention up to his face and looking deeply into her eyes, “…Taryn?”

She blinks and realizes she is sitting in class staring dumbly at Professor P with her pencil in her mouth, almost drooling. People are starting to giggle as her fantasy-world fades and thought returns. Professor P persists, “Taryn, what is the next step in solving this stoichiometric equation?” Read more »