[MF] In The Car Again

Are we meeting up today? Send. I was hoping she’d respond soon. I’d been thinking about her for a couple days straight and I wanted to feel her again. After several minutes of anxiously checking my phone, the response came – Yes. I need it. I felt a warm rush to my groin at the thought.

The rest of the day dragged on. Hours of mundane office work seemed like more than I could endure. I was fidgety and couldn’t concentrate, not with the thought of her lips, her skin, her touch dominating my thoughts. Relieving myself in one of the bathroom stalls crossed my mind, but I thought better of it and decided to save myself for after work.

Finally four o’clock came. I wrapped up my work and left immediately. My body tingled with excitement as I drove to her office to pick her up. She was waiting outside when I arrived. She wore a white blouse and a black knee length skirt. Her bronze skin and raven black hair seemed to shine in the sun. She climbed into the passenger seat and my car was filled with her sweet perfume. I cradled her face and gave her a long hard kiss. My left hand moved to her stomach and the warmth of her body instantly aroused me.

I am a horrible boyfriend. [MF] [Cheating]

Me and Deneese have been friends through highschool, though we were never really close during school days, we often chatted or texted one another all day long. I guess you could say we weren’t comfortable being physically together. We were obviously different people, she was a cynic, I was an optimist. I was the avid gamer, she was the intrepid bookworm. But the thing was, she was always, how you say, available. Just being able to have someone to constantly talk to was enough for me back then, a fixed point.

She had a boyfriend by the last couple of years of highschool, though they never really did it, on account of the conservatism of the guy, I assumed that that was the reason they broke up by the end, and probably the reason why we got together not long after.

It started with the pressure of highschool soon being over, and she wanted to at least experience it before heading off to college. It started with a simple question, then a simple agreement, and then it became a lot more.

Shawna: Roma Revenge – Part XIV – Take One for the Team [MF]

I called Tommy after talking to Kat the night before. I’d made my decision, I told him, and I was going to give him a chance. Dinner and a movie, no strings.
Tommy was thrilled at my concession. His car pulled up to my building the next evening at about 5:30; I met him at the door.
I felt at once disgusted and flattered at his reaction. He stood speechless, staring me up and down, taking in the sight of me in a little black cocktail dress, dark leggings, and a pair of low-heeled pumps that I’d finally got the hang of walking in. Mostly. I’d even put on a little gold chain to draw the eye to the top of my cleavage, which was tasteful yet copious in the tight-zipped dress.
“Yeah, yeah, I look hot,” I said, rolling my eyes at him. “Pop em back in the sockets and let’s go, yeah?”
The mood in the car was awkward as hell. Tommy sat behind the wheel, clearly trying not to show any creepy giddiness at the prospect of having me, and I sat next to him pretending to be cautiously eager about the whole thing.
It was the same way all the way to the restaurant, but after we ordered our drinks Tommy finally broke the ice.
“So,” he said, “have you figured out how to fix your problem yet?”
“Oh yeah.” I smiled. “I think I know how to change back. With any luck I’ll be back to normal soon.”
“Oh? What do you have to do?”
I felt my cheeks flush. I should have said no! “Uh… it… has to do with my girl-parts,” I said quietly. “It’s better if you don’t know the details.”
“Aha. Well, let me know if you need help or anything. After all, we’re still friends, right?”
“Right… yeah. Will do.” Well, he’d asked for it, right? That meant nothing was my fault anymore. Yep.
With that out of the way, it was surprisingly easy to talk to Tommy again. We’d been best friends for years, and I’d missed having someone to talk about sports with. Hell, I’d missed sports. I hadn’t had a chance to really relax in front of a game all week.
We laughed and joked and got funny looks from the waiter, but I didn’t care. The food was great, and if I forgot about why I was there, so was the company.
“So anyway,” Tommy said, taking a sip from his wine, “the next period started and immediately the ref slipped and fell on his ass! They had to stop the game!”
“Oh my god, that’s hilarious!” I grinned, reaching over the table and touching Tommy’s hand.
I froze, blushing, as Tommy took my hand and squeezed it. “Uh… sorry,” I said. “This… fuck, this is weird, huh?”
He smiled, letting go so I could withdraw my arm. “Yeah, but it’s fun, you gotta admit.”
“Yeah, I guess so.”

[M4F][Mdom][lust][almost sex]… Here’s Clitorisation

Clitorisation… I know, I know, I do have a tendency to make words up, but bear with me this time. In its simplest form, Clitorisation is a way of turning any part of the body into something delicate, something tangible, something tantalising. You simply pretend that you’re touching, kissing maybe, or nibbling the innocent part of the body, as if it were that mysterious little fold of flesh that usually stays hidden away, all wrapped up warm in its own set of blankets, but which occasionally peeps out to make sure it doesnt miss ALL the fun that’s going on, when fun is being had. And it is, of course, the perfect way, to share some intense moments with a playmate in public.

So, imagine a scenario. It’s 10 o’clock in the evening, you’ve just gone to see Force Awakens, but the snow is falling, and beginning to bite, and it’s getting late, so you dive into the bar across the road and wait for Brother in Law Mike to fight his way across the highway in his armoured ex-military 4 by 4, to come and pick you up, and get you home safely. Apparently it has bi-lateral Xenon axle torsion alignment settings to the drive shaft, so not only will it get you home to your bed, you could notionally choose if you want, to invade Kansas, and they wouldnt even see you coming. And it’s also a big white thing, so it hides well, in the snow, like a polar bear. Only, it growls louder than a polar bear. Maybe a polar bear with a headache.

Rachel and Roxanne, Ch2 [mf][public][stripping][fF][handcuffs][first time][unshaven]

Tuesday, April 23rd, Day 3.

Dear Diary,

Nothing exciting today. Roxanne bought some really nice underwear, but it mostly was a Rachel day.

I had a really long swim, then had my ass kicked at tennis by a seventy-year-old man. That was pretty humiliating until he confided that he’d once reached the second round at Wimbledon.

In the evening I watched a couple of really good stand-up acts. All clean, cruise-ship approved material, but still funny. A couple of guys tried to chat me up, but didn’t spark any interest in Roxanne.

Goodnight!

Wednesday, April 24th, Day 4.

Dear Diary,

Oh God, do I have a story for you today! I nearly got arrested and thrown off the ship!

I had my usual morning, workout, yoga, swim, then watched a movie.

In the afternoon, I decided to explore the ship. I’ve heard the engines on these things are enormous, and I wanted to see for myself. I went as low in the ship as I could in the passenger areas then sneaked through one of those “restricted area” doors. I crept down a maze of corridors, and a few flights of metal stairs, when I suddenly heard a voice.

A Chance pt. 2 [ff]

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Dad bowed his head and clasped his bony hands over his plate. Then he began the lengthy dinner prayer that had been a fixture of Kimmy’s family life for as long as she could remember. Blessing the food, the family, asking that the Lord’s will be done.

But Kimmy hadn’t done the Lord’s will. Lizette had taunted and teased until she had given in. Willingly given in. Done things she ought to have saved to enjoy with her husband after their blessed union.

Instead she’d given her sinful desires full reign. Lizette had brought up the passion that had remained unstated between them for the last year. Unstated until an hour earlier when Kimmy reached a height of pleasure she’d never even imagined.

“Amen,” she echoed at the end of her father’s prayer. If he knew what she’d done he’d throw her out of the house as a reprobate.

Pixie gets her Tail! [Mfsub][Anal]

I’d agreed to live with Donovan as his pet for one hundred days. On day 80, he’d returned home from a trip to find that I’d broken a number of my pet rules and eyed him defiantly. He was pissed, really pissed, and drunk as well. And now, in his bedroom, with a dog leash attached to my collar for the first time, I was being punished.

“We’re taking this to a new level,” he said. “You’re wearing your tail tonight.”

He reached over to the nightstand and opened a drawer where I heard the rattle of him taking out stuff. He then dangled a sable colored white tipped fur tail, as long and as bushy as a fox tail, in front of my face.

“This is your tail.”

When he ran the fur across my cheek, I realized the handle in his hand wasn’t just a handle. It was a butt plug.

“I’ve been wanting to do this for a while.”

“No. Please.”

Rachel and Roxanne, Ch1 [mf]

Sunday, April 21st, Day 1.

Dear diary,

Alice is a bitch. She’s a cunt, a dick, a heel, and a shitty friend, and I’m talking Judas Iscariot level bad friend.

Here’s what happened:

Since we live in different parts of the country, we agreed to meet on board. After all the hassle of travel and the security screening, I made my way down to our assigned cabin. It’s small, with two twin beds and a tiny, airline-cramped, bathroom, although with a shower. There’s no window, since we booked as cheaply as possible. After all, we reasoned, we weren’t planning on spending any time awake in the cabin..

My suitcase was there, but Alice’s wasn’t. I wondered if she’d handed hers over at a different security point, so it was taking longer to get down here.

Just then, my phone binged. It was a text from Alice.

“Sorry, Jason booked last minute trip to Vegas for us, so gotta bail. Sure u’ll meet lots of gr8 people. Hav fun!”

Fucking bitch! We’d been planning this cruise together for over six months, now she dumped me at the last minute for that loser!

[M]arried [F]antasy

I hear the car pull up. Two quick honks slip out from its underbelly. The first honk was to turn on the alarm, the second lets me know it’s driver is my curvy wife. She comes inside and heads for the room. She enters the room, spinning behind the door as she shuts it, that feeling of exhaustion after a long day of work written on her face yet glowing through it, is her beauty. I offer her a bowl and a hug. She raises her finger up to me in protest. She holds the green and blue glass to her soft naturally puffy lips. I use my torch to light her way. The green turns to an ashy gray. She holds her arms open to me. My arms wrap around her, I feel her chest press against my ribs. Her scent even after work, is enchanting. I lean in closer towards her neck. Her hair sways to the side, parting its way for me. I kiss her neck gently. she paints the room with clouds. My lust grows further for her. I kiss her shoulder, she responds with a light moan. I peel myself off of her, like a sticker on beautiful plastic; shine. I step away from her and explain that I’m busy with work tonight, I rub my head lightly with my left hand while staring into her deep dark brown eyes. I can always see myself in the reflection, How I disappoint myself in her presence. I hold her side with my right hand. She holds her hand over mine. She slides it downward, past her side and to her hips. I feel her curves between her smooth skin and perfect warmth. I take a step closer, she takes a step away from me, but towards the bed. I step with her, I rest my lips back onto hers. I grip her curvy hips and lay her onto the bed. I get on top of her and kiss her neck again for a moment and then find myself between her cleavage. Her skin is silk on my face, my beard tickles her gently. I slide my hands down her pants, feeling her legs; her pants drop to the floor. Her nipples harden behind her bra. I unlatch her it and pull it off her. Her wonderful large chest is revealed to me in such a way that I can hardly contain myself. I slide my right leg between her legs and gently press it against her warm panties. She moans at the pressure. I gently grind on her, rubbing her pussy through her panties. I slide my hand in her panties and spread her lips and gently press my leg against her again, slightly harder now, her pussy throbs. I lick her nipples just before giving them a light suck. My cock throbs in my boxers. She reaches into my boxers and feels my hard cock in her hand. I throb in her tight grip. She rubs on me while I grind on her. Her large tits bouncing lightly while I suck on her nipple. She squeezes my cock and looks in my eyes “I need you inside of me.” My cock throbs hard. I get on top of her and I spread her pussy lips. I grab my big dick and rub the head on her clit, rubbing it up and down we both moan. I send her tingles as i rub the head of my cock around her pussy lips. I push my cock slightly into her pussy, the wet plungling feeling takes over me. My cock slips deeper into her, the warmth, the wet slick grip threatens to make me cum before even getting started, a truly melting feeling over comes me. My balls hit against her ass, I’m deep now. So deep. I pull out slowly to avoid hurting her since I can tell by her eyes that I’m already too deep inside. She lets out a heavy moan as I slowly slide out of her, I push back down. Her eyes go wide and her pussy throbs, her mouth gaping open, her tits bouncing with every heavy slam of my cock hitting deep within her tight moist pussy. My cock throbs, she moans. I start fucking her faster, she gets wetter as I slam my cock in and out of her. She stops me and pulls my cock out. She crawls over to me and slides my cock into her mouth, she sucks on me like she means it. My cock throbs like crazy in her mouth she feels my excitement and perks her tits up for me, I feel myself getting close, I throb in her hot mouth, her puffy lips wrap around my thick dick. I moan deeply and just before I cum, she stops. She turns around and raises her ass to me. “Please hubby, fill my cunt” I jump to her and grab her hips, my cock stiff as a rock slides into her with ease, I slam my cock into her as hard and as fast as I can. Her wet pussy makes the sexiest sounds as my thick dick slides in and out her tight box. I grab her tits from behind and slam her pussy as hard as I possibly can “CUM! CUM INSIDE MY PUSSY HUBBY!” My cock pours days and days worth of built up cum into her tight pussy. as I pull my cock out it pours out as well, a pool of hot white cum sits between her legs. She takes two fingers and scoops some up, she drinks it from her fingers. “Perfect.”

He tells Her [fsub] [mf]

(For a fan, usually my stories should have more balance between msub and fsub. Please comment or PM with any comments, requests, etc. I love your PM’s/comments!)

“I’m scared.”

This wasn’t her style, “What’s wrong, Sweetie?”

“I’m just not doing enough, I’m being… lazy. I just go to work and, jeez, even while I’m there I goof off half the time, and when I get home it feels even worse. You are always going, ‘I finished paying the car bill, calling the health insurance people, et. cetera.” What do I do? I sit around, it’s disgraceful.”

“Don’t worry, you usually do more than enough, just enjoy yourself!”

“This is how even the youngest of women get left!”

“What?!”

“I have fears, okay? Really. Take this seriously. When I think about you, I see a real adult that takes care of real shit. I don’t always see that with me. It bugs me. You eat raw vegetables every night, for Gods’ sake!”

“… not… every night! I’m… sorry.”