Category: sexystories

Fun in the hot tub [FF] [first time]

Hi there! My name is Alex, I’m 25 years old, and I’ve decided to put some of my experiences into writing for the first time. Most of these are about my friend Jess and I. Here’s some background about our friendship for context to the tales to follow. Skip ahead to the good part below if you want :)

My friends name is Jess. We’ve known each other since we were 19. Our friendship started out when I met her through a mutual friend and we began going to the bars together almost weekly – we live in Canada, the drinking age is 19 here. We’ve always had a close, physical relationship. We would kiss in bars, were always comfortable changing around each other and discussing our sex lives.

Jess and I have pretty similar body types, both on the short-and-curvy side. I’m 5 foot 1, with perky, very round and full DD breasts. I have large, pale areolas but my nipples themselves are quite small. I have an hourglass figure with a very small waist. I have a thick ass and thighs. Jess had huge, natural G cups, but had them reduced to DD. They look amazing now, you can’t see any scarring and they’re perfectly shaped, and so soft. She has beautiful nipples too! Read more »

It’s pronounced boo-car-kay, actually. [fmmmmmmmmm][buk]

I just couldn’t help myself. I know it’s lame, and I know it’s a stupid thing to be pedantic about, but for some reason, it just really grinds me. It’s like, I have this friend on Facebook who goes completely mental when someone mistypes “there” or “their” or “they’re”, and I had a boyfriend once who would get red-faced over the “10 items or less” signs at the supermarket.

I’m not that weird, is all I’m saying. Not really.

I was standing behind another customer, in the dimly lit basement of _Dirty Dreams_ and I was half-listening to him. “Do you have, uh, any of that Japanese stuff? You know with the girl and all the guys?” He looked more or less like you’d expect. Big sweaty guy whose ass-crack was winking nauseatingly at me from the too-tight waist of his pants.

“Bukkake?” asked the clerk.

I couldn’t help it. I cleared my throat, “Actually,” I said, “it’s pronounced boo-car-kay”. The guy swivelled to look at me. He inspected me like I’d shown up at his doorstep trying to sell him religion.

He snorted, “‘Boo-car-kay’, huh? And you’re some kind of – ” he waved his hand dismissively – “expert?” Read more »

Her Friend’s Brother [fm, str8]

I write weekly sexy stories on my little blog (link in comments below). Here is my latest:

Grace watched as her friend emptied the ice from her glass out the second story window of her townhouse. “What are you doing, Tash?”

“Oh, I’ve got plants down there, I’m looking after them. This is as close to watered as they get.”

This unusual gesture was not unlike most things Tash did– lazy, a little unconventional, but generally with her heart in the right place. Grace’s limited experience of the world and conventional, conservative upbringing made this aspect of Tash appealing. She would often watch in amusement as Tash did things that were perfectly normal for Tash. Like that night, when she’d invited a backpacker guy home from the bar to play xbox because he said he’d been missing gaming when travelling. She picked up the controller again.

When inviting him over, she’d said, “You can come and stay the night. But I’ve got one rule– no sex. Don’t even ask. Just xbox and a comfy bed, and maybe pancakes for breakfast if Duke is up in time.” Read more »

Birdie – [Ff][slow][seduction]

The first time we met, I thought you hated me. Perhaps you do.

Ryan had warned me about you as we drove from Oxford. It was shortly after exam season had finished and we had decided to take a week together in the countryside, at your “ancestral home” as he put it, to unwind. Although we’d been dating for six months, I didn’t know anything about his family, except that you were “loaded” – his term, not mine – and that his father had died when he was a toddler. This was my chance to meet you, and Ryan had made plans to leave me alone at your house for the weekend while he visited a friend. The idea of being alone with his parent was intimidating, to say the least.

“It’ll be fine,” he said, “Honestly, the place is massive, and you can go out in the gardens, or just read or whatever. Far too much space for things to be awkward.”

“What is she like?” I asked, “Your mum.”

He sucked his teeth and thought. “She can be a little cold,” he said finally. “It’s nothing personal, she just doesn’t have much time for other humans.” He thought for a moment longer, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel. “She likes to mind-fuck people.” Read more »

All the Power: The Rebel Queen [Str8] [MFFFFF][Mdom] [oral] [anal] [fantasy] [huml] [bdsm]

*The following story is set in the “All the Power” universe, but does not contain any of the characters from the main story aside from His Supremacy and a handful of Queen Priestesses. It’s just a scene that I wrote for fun.*

*I’ll include a link to the rest of the stories in the comments, if anyone is interested.*

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“Stay to the right of the Golden Path,” the guardian said, in a harsh tone. It was odd how, in a short time, queen Sarlotta had grown accustomed to obeying her captors.

The (probably now former) queen was ascending the massive staircase that led to the central entrance to His Sacred Palace, which eventually led to the Sacred Throne. Eventually. She wasn’t quite sure how much longer she had to go. She had already climbed hundreds of stairs, and was breathing heavy. At the top of the stairs, she stopped, and sighed. The four guardians who had escorted her here, to the Sacred Estate, stopped behind her. They were the only ones ascending the stairs.

Before them was a gigantic marble platform. The front half of the platform was filled with people, prostrating themselves towards His Sacred Palace. The back half was empty, gleaming. Sarlotta looked around. Read more »

Claire’s Semester Abroad in Norway. [FM] (criticism appreciated)

*Let me know if you like it, i might write another chapter with one of the other girls she meets at school, let me know which one you would want to read about.*

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Knock Knock.

Claire stood in front of a plain brown door, in a sleepy residential neighborhood, trying to contain her nerves about what she was doing.

Claire was a college freshman from California. She had signed up to do a semester abroad in Oslo, Norway as a way to travel, see the world, and be adventurous. The art school in Oslo was supposed to be providing her with a place to stay, but due to a mixup, they wouldn’t have accommodation for her until at least a week after she arrived. Claire had spent most of her savings from waitressing on the plane tickets, and didn’t want to risk her financial situation further by booking a hotel for the week, so she had done the next best thing. Read more »

Sonya Witnessed [MF][BDSM][OrgCtrl][exh]

“You need to open wide Sonya.”

His voice is low and coaxing but I know that if I hesitate for even a second, it will turn to steel. My mouth falls open, tongue sticking out eagerly. My nipples are hard and aching to be touched and I can feel that my pussy is slippery, with a need that can be seen from a dozen feet away.

I am on display. The watchers have come to witness me this evening.

The reality of this situation makes me shiver and my hips undulate wantonly.

The rope harness around my middle, ties me down on the low bench- face up. It is soft but strong, abrading my skin and making me achingly aware of how it puts me on display. I am blindfolded and can feel the heat of the lamp above me. It guarantees nothing goes unseen. The hardness around my torso, connects to ropes that bite into my thighs, with a pressure just this side of painful. They are knotted to another set of binding around my calves, keeping my knees bent and legs spread open. I cannot close them or drop my feet to the ground. The entire room can see my soaked cunt as Henry orders me to keep my mouth open and wait for him. Read more »

The Categorical Imperative of a Short Plaid Skirt [mf, oral, roommate humiliation]

I met Victoria on the other side of a 4 month descent into despair.

You’ve probably figured it out by now, but I’m not like most guys. I can be rough and manipulative, but my strongest sexual attraction comes from my heart. I fall in love quickly and deeply. Google “limerence.” That’s me–I get incredibly high from being in love. It’s an all-encompassing desire to posses, to become one with another. Idealization makes the marginally attractive worthy of obsession. And that’s when I want to fuck.

At the time of this story, I was 18 and did not have this kind of detached self-assessment. I only saw potential partner after partner fall away as I was mystified by rejection from the college girls who were not looking for anything approaching my intensity. And who can blame them? From far away, that kind of attention must look curious. Up close, like sunlight focused through a magnifying glass, it burns.

By the time second semester rolled around, I had reached an uneasy peace with myself. I gained something near closure with the former object of my affection after months of silence and started to pull myself out of the deep depression that the sudden end of that relationship launched. Read more »

The Rural MILF: A profile [F]

Hunting, gardens, and big picture-perfect houses were the image of neighborhood; In a spring time environment, fresh air with a sweet nature smell; and along with these images, a well-tempered family of four. That last detail was not the case for Ms. Lauranne.

Divorced, kids grown up and left for college far away at famous schools; Not much of a fan of hunting, leaving just the gardening; Hater of news and modern television, leaving only reading, and a somewhat painful silence in the large rooms and halls. An empty nest, with not much hope for more life.

And still there was Ms. Lauranne, clearly fit for more love and a family if she would chose, even as unlikely as that would be.

So she begins to act different, as all do when seperated from society and social interaction. She becomes less private, goes just a bit longer before changing from the robe post-shower. Doesn’t lock the door quite as often. Craves more ‘fringe’ content on the internet, especially during private time, which has turned more or less, into all the time. Read more »

“practicing” on my brother [mf][inc]

“shut up” Aly said, pushing her reluctant brother into the bedroom.

“do you have to do this on me? you know how wrong this is” Ben said, protesting as she pushed him onto her bed.

“well, i have to practice on someone, otherwise Darryl isn’t gonna want me anymore and he’ll go for that stupid slut Jenny” she said, pulling is pants off. “plus you have to, otherwise i’ll spill the beans about what happened last summer between you and Aunt Lisa.”

Ben’s face reddened. “Wait how do you know about that? Did she tell you?”

Aly smiled. “Of course, Auntie Lisa tells me everrrything. Like how you need to work on your stamina” she grabbed Ben’s semi-erect cock. “Also calling bullshit on your ‘ouu this is so wrong Aly’ comment. You love this incest shit, I know it.” she said, slapping his cock across her face. After giving his cock a long horny stare, she whispered softly “I love it too”, staring her brother in the eye. Read more »