Category: sexystories

The First First [MF] [oral]

I lost my virginity in college, freshman year, to an exchange student from England . . .

Jessa.

She wasn’t the fittest girl I’d ever met. She was only slightly shorter than me, and had a fair bit of ‘padding’ – I tend to consider her as the founder of my enjoyment for both fit and thicker women. Her breasts, while it was a few more days before I got to see them in all their glory, were large and welcoming. Her size allowed her to have a fantastic ass: fantastic for grabbing, slapping, squeezing, biting . . . she kept her blonde hair cut to the middle of her back, just the right length to hold onto during particularly fast-pacing fucking in doggy-style.

For whatever reason someone wouldn’t want to go to bed with her, her British accent and oh-so-nasty vocabulary swept the board and replaced any hesitation with anticipation. Read more »

Girls’ Weekend [FFF] [Les] [mast, wet] [HTM, public] Ch. 12-13

#~Chapter Twelve~
##Act Too

Tammy asks me if I’m sure that I want her with me. She tells me that I don’t have to rush it, and that there’ll be plenty of time for the two of us to be together later. She says she doesn’t want to make me nervous, and that she understands that this exploration is something that should be done in private. “Believe it or not, it took a long time for me to feel comfortable enough to allow Amanda in the room when I masturbated, and especially in this way. I don’t expect you to want company after only one morning. So there’s no need to invite me in before you’re ready. If you need a little more time to play by yourself, that’s fine. In fact, I think it might be better.” I’m not really sure what I want, but I know that the sex we had made me feel so close to her, that her presence was now comforting to me. I thought that maybe if she were here, I could feel more than I could if I were alone. That I’m even thinking this way gets my heart racing, as it’s out of character, but my desire for her is too strong to resist. But then a though occurs to me, “Do you think Amanda would mind?” She smiles at me, “No, sweetie, of course not! She’s in favour of anything that I can do to corrupt you”. I realize that I’ve been okay with the corruption so far, and realize that I think I will do just about anything she asks me to. I’m hooked. I tell her as much, and she agrees. Read more »

His Daughter’s Friend is Trouble [fM][oral]

This summer at the lake house was supposed to be time for Marc to bond with his estranged teenage daughter, Emily. But Emily brought a friend, an internet bikini babe named Cat who turned his idyllic vacation into a living nightmare. The nineteen year old blonde sauntered around his lake house in skimpy bikinis, teasing Marc with her great tits and a peachy ass. He had already caught her giving a blow job to the pizza delivery guy and wondered if she was having lesbian sex with his seventeen year old daughter. Then he made the worst mistake of his life and drunkenly gave into Cat’s sexual advances. He laid in bed worrying what the vixen will do next.

Marc was nearly asleep when he heard his door creak open. Dressed in a t-shirt and panties, Cat walked into his room. Her blonde hair shimmered in the moonlight.

“What?” he whispered.

“Let’s do it again,” she said, crawling in beside him. “Let’s fuck.”

She kissed him with her pink pouty lips which ignited the fire in his loins. He took her eager body into his arms, becoming lost in the sensation of the warm young flesh rubbing against him. He stopped when he thought about Emily walking in. He got out of bed, grabbing Cat by the hand. Read more »

The Liberation of Supergirl, part 1 [MF] [First Person]

“Oh, Supergirl! I always knew you were a skillful hero, but I had no idea how talented you were with your mouth!” As you slide your wet, red lips up and down the sides of my shaft you look up into my eyes, encouraged by the compliment. You pause at the top, swirling your tongue around the head once, twice, then brushing your tongue smoothly up the underside right to the tip, before plunging forward and enveloping my thick cock in your mouth. Holding it deep inside for what seems like an eternity yet at once not nearly long enough, you raise your head with a line of drool running down the corner of your mouth.

“Aw, thanks Batman,” you smile. “Well when you saved me from that horrible villain, I knew I had to repay you somehow. I never would have broken free of those kryptonite chains if you hadn’t shown up.” You run your fingers down the length of my manhood and gently brush your nails across my balls. “I was so relieved when you arrived,” you continue seductively, then suddenly your hand tightens around my sack as you pull down, stretching my prick to its hardest. “Now it’s your turn to be relieved.” Read more »

Taste [str8] [MF] [oral]

“I want to taste you,” he said, his chin hovering just over her shoulder.

She smiled, and reclined slightly, one hand tugging at a strap on her sports bra. In a flash his hands were on her shoulders, driving her back into the plush bed, his mouth finding her neck and trailing a series of soft kisses down to her collarbone. His beard tickled the tops of her breasts as his lips moved across her chest.

His head now on the other side of her body, his lips found her ear and whispered, “I need to taste you.”

His hands were firm, holding her down, and she could feel her body beginning to betray her already. She gasped as his lips found her skin again, starting at the waistband of her shorts and planting a series of kisses along her abdomen, nuzzling against her as he did.

His hands left her shoulders, sliding down her sides until his fingers were locked around the loose shorts she was wearing. A smile lit up his face as he began to apply pressure, inching the shorts down slowly. He leaned up and kissed her, long and deep, giving his tongue ample time to explore hers, then rose up and ripped her shorts down her legs. Read more »

The Dean and his student. [Mf][Mdom][fsub][BDSM]

“Sit down.”

And just like that, he thickened the air made already tangible by the long silence that came before he spoke.

Stella took her seat directly across him and turned her gaze toward the floor. Saddled in deep green velvet and held together by mahogany, the chair was, sadly, not as comfortable as it was aesthetically pleasing. *A problem plaguing this entire school*, Stella thought to herself as she shifted in her seat, waiting for him to speak once more.

Turns out, she had not long to wait.

“Did you think this funny, Ms. Lyon?”

Stella held her tongue. He continued.

“I asked you a question.” Read more »

A gift for the Ork Chieftain Pt 3 [fantasy] [mmf][sex][anal][rape][oral]

The roar of laughter woke Glinda and her eyes blinked away the remnants of sleep as she tried to get her bearings. As it was the tent of a Chieftain, Thralls where she slept was by far the largest in the camp and the three Orks were still a good twenty feet away even though they were fully inside. They were clearly drunk and she didn’t think they had even seen her, or Dinia who had still slept besides her, as they laughed and joked at an unnecessary volume, as Orks frequently do. As they stumbled around, starting to rummage through Thrall’s possessions which lined the edge of the tent Dinia too awoke and sat up, trying to figure out what was going on.

“Hey! HEY!” She called out to them, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. “I can see you fools are drink but are you retarded??” All three turned, silent for the first time since their entry as they processed this new component to the situation. They were all dressed casually for Orks, pants cutoff by the knees and a fur draped over their shoulders which was affixed by a chain across the chest. From that Dinia could tell they were simple foot soldiers, no one of importance. This could have already been assumed by the fact that they were in town and not invited on the hunting trip which Thrall and his Chiefs had been on for the last week but their garb itself was a dead giveaway. Their lack of class supported this assumption. Read more »

[F/M] Not here, I can’t fuck you the way I want

Dating and having sex in a small city will force you to grow the fuck up. Why? Because you will run into the people you’ve dated and fucked often, and you will run into them everywhere.

Because of this, there are certain skills you eventually develop in order to survive: (1) You learn to be good in starting and ending one minute conversations without awkwardness (2) You master the art of the “ex-nod” where you acknowledge your ex with a simple lift of a chin or, alternatively,you gesture with a wave of hand without saying one word (3) Though not always possible, you also learn how to end your relationships neatly because well, you might see them in the cereal aisle tomorrow at the grocery store.

I myself have had to establish personal rules to deal with living in a small city. My main one is that I absolutely cannot date/fuck my own friends or anyone that I see on a daily basis. That rules out the men and women in my daily commute, people who work in my building and those who workout during my gym hours. From time to time however, I ignore my own rule. I figured that once in a while, it’s okay to stop giving a fuck so that I can get a fuck. Read more »

Girls’ Weekend [FFF] [Les] [exh] [F] [solo] Ch. 10-11

#~Chapter Ten~
##A Change of Pace

When I recover, I’m being rolled over. Tammy leans over me now, and she’s spreading my legs. She leans in close and kisses me, and I kiss back. I look down, and see that she’s now wearing the dildo. Her breasts rub against mine, and she starts kissing my neck. Her hands caress my face, and she kisses me deeply. She moves the hair away from my face and smiles. “It’s my turn now, Steph.” She’s more tender than Amanda was, and she spends a lot of time just touching me and kissing me. Her hands are soft and warm, and when she touches my nipples, it sends shivers through me. She notices, laughs, and kisses me again, running a finger down my torso to my belly button, and back up. “You’re so sexy,” she says in a way that I believe her. I’m starting to get wet again from her attention, but she won’t touch me below the waist. Instead, she continues to massage me, running her hands down my neck, across my shoulders, and down my arms. When she reaches my hands, she holds them tight, then lets go, and runs her hands across my stomach. She then flips her hand over, and gently runs the back of her hands across my navel. I feel her fingernails, cooler, and it’s relaxing, and just what I need after Amanda. She straddles me, and keeping one hand on my stomach, she takes the other and begins to touch herself. She slides a finger inside, and moans. She leaves it inside, and when she removes it, I see wetness glisten on her finger. She bends forward, and runs her finger over my lips. I take her finger into my mouth and suck the taste from it. Before tonight, I’d never even tasted myself, and now I’ve tasted two other women. She smiles as I release her finger, leaving my lips parted. She leans in and kisses me. She then slides up to my mouth, straddling me. She doesn’t stay long enough for me to taste, but slides down me, leaving a trail of her scent down my torso. Again, I shiver, and she smiles at me. “You’re ours now, Steph. We need to make sure that other girls know that!” Read more »

A gift to the Ork Chieftain Pt. 2 [fantasy] [oral] [sex] [domination] [MF]

Brotan undid the lock to her collar and it crashed to Glinda’s feet. It had been on for a full day at that point and with it gone she realized how used to it she had become. The weight was gone from her neck, allowing to her to stand to her full ability, the tall beauty the gods had designed her to be. With the iron collar by her feet it was not lost on Glinda the freedom she had just gained. It was not just a physical one but one which felt all encompassing for her. For years she had used her sexuality to her favor, fucking the townsmen for reward or benefit, and the town’s women hated her for it. They were jealous their husbands had always watched her walking by in the road, their eyes running across her body and imagining how much livestock or firewood it would take to bend her over a table. But they were all now dead and here she stood. As a poor townswoman with her lack of nobility her best chance for a good life had always been to be the sex object of an upperclassman.  Now before her, eyes full of lust and a fist full of throbbing cock, sat one of the most powerful men in the realm. This Ork chieftain was responsible for the deaths of likely thousands of men and yet here in his throne he was nothing but a horny man with a hard dick, waiting for her to give him release. Read more »