Category: sexystories

Based on a True Lunch [FF] [Les] [exh] [oral]

Sarah spotted Jennifer from across the street, and waved hello. Jennifer waited for Sarah to cross at the light, and they went in to the sandwich shop together. Both women stayed busy with family, so enjoyed grabbing lunch to catch up when their schedules allowed.

Sitting to eat, the women caught up, but chit chat could not distract Sarah from the more deviant thoughts running through her mind. Finishing their lunches, Sarah mentioned her parking meter expiring. Without discussion, Jennifer walked back to Sarah’s minivan, parked across the street.

“So… should I feed more quarters in the meter…?” Sarah asked. She had parked in a spot not directly next to the building, though on the street, hoping Jennifer would come back with her. “Sure, if you want,” Jennifer replied. Sarah worried that she was being too subtle, and followed up asking, “Want to make out a bit?” Even as she said it, Sarah simultaneously grinned and cringed from how awkward she was being. Jennifer indicated that it sounded like a good plan, though, so Sarah shoved quarters into the meter. The only thing worse than being an adult caught in public would be being an adult caught in public, and given a parking ticket. They climbed in the middle row of the minivan. Read more »

During the Presidential Debate, Part Two [MF] [Str8]

(This is part two of the story. See link to part one in comments. Part three to come. [Fiction])

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The next day I had two classes, then work, and then a paper to write. I got home from work, made a quick dinner, and went back to my room to get to work. Adam was home, and was lounging in the living room.

All day I’d been thinking about what happened the night before. Feeling guilty but also feeling energized. And also feeling aroused every time I thought about Sophie perched naked on my lap, riding me with abandon. I was hoping I wouldn’t see her or John for a couple days, at least till I could think straight about the whole thing.

But I knew Sophie might come back to bring my pants. I was hoping she wouldn’t. Or maybe she’d just let John bring them over.

I’d been working for an hour or so alone in my room when I heard the apartment door open. I overheard John talking to Adam, and a quieter voice that I knew must be Sophie. Read more »

A Chance [ff]

That bitch was still in the lead. Her hips swayed as she ran like a deer over the grass covered trail that led back to the school and the dreaded locker room. No matter how hard Lizette pushed herself, she couldn’t catch up to Kimmy.

“Fuck,” Lizette muttered when her foot hit a dip in the grass and she fumbled her pace.

Kimmy took that moment to sprint the last hundred yards or so, her hair flying as she tucked into herself. Her long bronze legs ate up the distance and left Lizette hopelessly behind after the caught her balance.

Never one to give up, Lizette tore her eyes from the snug shorts that showed off boy short panty-lines and put her chin down. Focusing on the terrain at her feet, she stretched herself out and increased her pace.

She heard their footsteps beating a tattoo as she caught up, but Kimmy hit the locker room door first. Their running coach was leaning against the wall with a clipboard and her cell phone running a stopwatch. She pressed her thumb to stop it with a beep. Read more »

During the Presidential Debate [MF] [Str8]

(Background: This just happened during the last Republican debate. Part two to come. [Fiction])

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John opens the door to the apartment and comes in. He doesn’t live here any more, but still has a key because we’re all friends and hang out together often. He’s with Sophie, the girlfriend he moved out to live with.

After some bullshitting with me and my roommate Adam, John and Adam are off to an evening class on campus. John knows I’m kind of a politics addict, and that I’ll be tuning in to the debate. He mentions that Sophie wants to watch the debate, and asks if it’s ok if she stays to watch it with me. Sure, fine, whatever… and John and Adam take off.

After the guys leave, it’s kind of silent. I know Sophie a little bit, and though it’s not like we’re great friends or anything, she seems especially quiet. I don’t think too much of it (maybe she’s in a bad mood?) I grab a beer, offer one to Sophie, and we sit down in the living room to watch the debate. Read more »

26[F] [Str8] [voy] Meeting a man in a women’s restroom [mast]

The room had two stalls. I deliberated on which one to pick. On one hand, the larger one would provide me more space to maneuver. On the other hand, they got more traffic, and would be prone to being dirtier.

I opted for the smaller stall. I settled down and lowered my underwear, then started pissing. The thin stream echoed through the walls as my urine splashed merrily.

It feels good to squeeze out my ample store of urine. I notice the outside door open. I keep on peeing, unfazed. I can take my time.

Shoes click on the hard bathroom floor, heading over to the handicap stall. My stream weakens. I’m just about done. I reach over to grab a fistful of paper to dab my pussy and skidaddle.

Then the man in the next stall begins moving around. I think nothing of it, until I see his feet placed on the edge of my stall and his. A moment later, in the space underneath the stall a perky penis appears, the cock resting right underneath the stall door. It presents itself between hairy thighs. A tight pink ballsack and a looming organ right in the middle. I take note of the shiny, prominent head attached to the thick rod. A handsom pair of balls sit underneath. Read more »

A Couple’s First Time With Another Man [MFM]

First off, we’re Lynn and Jack, in our early 40s. Lynn is 5’5” 120lb with a narrow waist and great curves. (I’m fit and a little taller, but otherwise basically an average guy.) We’ve been very vanilla until recently when we decided we need to turn up the heat. We got turned on to the gonewild scene, which led to other reddit adventures, and finally our fantasy of including another male in the mix was born. We posted on /r/hotwiferequest and met John. Read more »

[MF, Str8, Anal, Short] Creme-Coated Dung

  Pushing against Melissa’s sphincter, David’s lubricated member found its way. Her body invited his inside, fostering an open, exposed sensation. His phallus hugged more tightly than usual, David let out an inescapable moan. Backing out slightly, only to return back inside, David moved slowly to relieve the tautness. He felt only a vast emptiness past where his body ended. Pushing as far in as he could go, David heard Melissa inhale a gasp of welcoming pleasure. He felt a small, additional object brush the upper-side of his erection, and pulled out slightly.

  Finally, David saw the truth. Girl’s do go number two. The tiny speck of feces on his member was indicative of this. The inside of her intimacies outweighed any disdain he would have felt. He brushed it aside, returning fully inside her and wrapping his right arm around her leg. Passing through her pubic hair, he found her vulva. David massaged the skin around her clitoris while manuevering his erection slowly through her backside. Overwhelmed by the sounds of her pleasure, he ejaculated inside of her. Read more »

The family gathering [short][handjob][MF]

“These family gatherings are *so* boring. I am really glad that you accompanied me, Dave,” Naomi tells you after shaking hands with countless aunts, uncles, cousins, and random old people. “Let’s go sit down over there!”

She points to a table in the far corner. Children are running around the venue, but all the “adults” are still busy with saying hello to everybody, making small talk to catch up on the latest family rumors.

*Maybe we are going to be one of the next rumors* you think to yourself.

You sit down on the round table, almost pulling down the table cloth that is too long on your side. You manage to straighten it, but it still covers most of your lap.

Naomi turns to you and leans in to whisper into your ear. “You know, Dave, we’ve talked a little about our fantasies and I told you that I am still a virgin and things like that. But I haven’t been completely honest with you. There is something, I really,” she pauses and when she continues its more of a seductive *whiff* than a word, “*really* want to do.” Read more »

The Third Wheel: Part 1 [MFF][Str8]

This story is fictional, although it is based on my fantasies about my wife’s best friend and some elements of the story are based on real experiences. I wish it was all true.

It is very long…once I started I couldn’t stop. I hope you enjoy!

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I knew something was up when my wife Sharon met me at the door the second i got home from work. She had something to say and she needed to get it out in a hurry. “What are you doing this weekend?” She blurted out. I actually had to work a bit on Saturday morning, but she seemed so excited and my curiosity was piqued and i didn’t want to dampen her mood.

“You tell me”, I smiled.

“Erin and John have their uncle’s cabin for the weekend and they invited us! You remember it, right? It has a pool table, hot tub, fireplace….what do you think? I was hoping you could take a half day on Friday and we could get there in time for dinner.” Read more »

The Neighbor Chronicles, Part 1: “N” [MF] NSFW

N. lives across the street from us and I’ve had a thing for her ever since she moved in years ago. Long, wild blonde hair, curvaceous butt and strong thighs, tiny breasts and a carefree, vibrant attitude. Probably about 10 years younger than me, and lives alone. She’s an avid cyclist, and in the habit of coming back from a ride on a hot summer day and mowing her lawn while still wearing her tight spandex cycling shorts and cycling jersey. So on this particular day I happened to see her come back from a ride, as I was sitting on the front porch reading. We waved and smiled at each other. She put her bike inside and then came back out to mow her lawn. I saw that she was having trouble getting the mower started, and decided to be chivalrous and try to help. I don’t know a damn thing about engines, but I put my book down and walked over anyway.

“Having trouble with the mower?”

“Yeah, I don’t know why, the stupid thing doesn’t want to start today.” She laughed. She had a big, vivacious laugh. Read more »