We fucked my “country girl” employee. [FFM]

Due to a bad case of writer’s block and general apathy, I’m currently managing a retail store in a mall that should have closed its doors 10 years ago. It’s easy work, but the hiring pool is pretty shallow.

My employee Missy self-identifies as a “country girl,” despite having grown up just outside of a major northeastern city. I’m sure you know the type. She’s attracted to guys who drive trucks, attends country music concerts, wears cowboy boots that have never seen a speck of dirt, rides quads, etc.

She’s also pretty fucking hot (save for some fucked up teeth), as dumb as a box of rocks, and a bit of a slut as I’ve come to learn.

Our age and personality differences left us little to talk about when we started working together, so we’d usually default to, “I was so drunk” stories. After a few of these exchanges, it seemed that Missy’s stories always seemed to end up with, “I got drunk and ended up on a strange dick.”

Ran into an ex co-worker at a friends bday party and end up having amazing sex at my office[FM]longish, cheated

Long time lurker. I figured it was time to give something back since I recently had a great experience that came as a surprise. Names changed to protect the not so innocent. Yes, we both cheated. No, I don’t feel bad. You don’t know my personal life so don’t judge me, I don’t really care.

This event happened about a month ago, and has played out over and over in my head the last few weeks. The story starts back several years for context.

Looking for someone to further refine my sex stories?

Hey everyone I love writing sex stories and my fantasies usually involves love triangle, jealousy, infidelity, wife swapping and so on. I like to keep the story believable and try to put as much sexual tension and angst as I possibly can. Usually the core of almost all my stories involves a shady, shrewd, seductive three dimensional character that finds his way into a beautiful woman’s (who is already married or involved with someone else) mind and heart and he himself falls in love for that woman but the woman does not break up the marriage or relationship with current partner due to conflicting feelings and emotions and continues to have an affair with or without knowledge of current partner. But I have to admit that I am not good at building the environment.

I usually write the skeleton of the story which contains all the scenes and dialog between characters and buildup but what I lack is writing in beautiful, articulate manner. I would love for someone to take my stories and convert them into a beautiful pieces of genuine erotica.

If anyone is interested I would love to send you my story.

Kerri and Me Pt. 2 [FF],[FF]

Part 2.

[Synopsis, from Part 1: Kerri’s marriage was collapsing and she thought it was because she was a lesbian. I have been friends with her for years, and for some reason, she chose to come out to me. But I am a slut and she certainly picked the right person to tell. It was serious fun, then it became a whole lot of other things.]

The next few weeks went on, Kerri and I shared each other’s house, bodies, it was a delirious time. We nearly got caught when we weren’t paying attention to the time one day. Luckily we heard the girls banging through the garage before they came into the house. Something held them up, Kerri and I ran to the guest room where whipped her clothes on and went out to meet them. I was dressed in very quick time and when I came out, I saw Kerri at the coffee machine and the girls sitting at the breakfast bar. A close call, our carelessness. Later, the relief of getting away with it hit and we were giggling like the girls.

Nekopara Fanfic – Edge of Paradise [FF] [Edging] [Mind control] [Drug use]

“Ny… I’m so fucking clos…nya…. NYAAAA~!”

A shrill cry filled the tiny room, and Saffron sighed in annoyance. She loved her twin sister, but it was so very difficult to get any work done with that constant moaning and screaming! With more than just an ounce of displeasure, the catgirl shouted to her younger sibling: “Can you please keep it down in there, you fucking slut?!” Even in the dark room, lit only by the soft glow of a monitor, Saffron’s sharp features grew as red as her namesake hair.

“FUCK YEAH~! FUCK NYAAAAH~! MORE, CALL ME MOR–” The voice, clearly lost to bliss, cracked and fell into a drawn out moan.

Saffron couldn’t blame her. The pleasure was addicting. If she took a minute to open her door, she was certain that her twin—Lavender—would have been spasming on the floor, holding on for any semblance of sanity (as futile as that might be). In fact, Saffron wish she could have joined her. She wish she could have been a panting, sweating, shaking mess; legs locked with her sister’s, juices staining each other’s’ lips as th–.

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Escapades – Emily in Paris (2014) – [MF]

I once wrote a long email to a friend recapping some of my escapades.. I came across it recently and thought I’d share some choice bits. Here’s one. Let me know if you’d like to read others. All names changed.

While in Paris during that summer of 2014, I met Emily on OKC (my account then only existing in Paris). We met in a cafe on Canal St. Martin (Le Chaland, it’s lovely) after work one night. She was from Seattle. Recently divorced. Starting over in Paris. She had a cute little apartment on the third floor that looked out over the 19e from a tiny balcony. A murphy bed. Thin, short hair, soft lips.
And that first night we talked and fucked and smoked and fucked some more. Played PJ Harvey videos and traded stories. She had been a caterer and worked, vaguely for microsoft on various creative-type projects. Creative and curious. Kind. West Coast energy.

Images. Standing in my boxers on her balcony in the middle of the night. Smoking. Wine glass. Watching the clouds slide across the sky. Picking her up while inside her, her legs wrapped around my back, carrying her from the kitchen to her bed.

Dream

I had a dream about you last night. I dreamt that I was waking up and I could feel warm breath between my legs. Then small feather light kisses on my soft thighs. Then suddenly a hot tongue between my lips. Slowly moving down parting my lips and tasting my sweet slit. You could feel me squirm and gasp for air my fist holding on to the sheets. I felt your tongue find my clit, you began to tease it your hands had to hold my legs because you were driving me crazy. Occasionally when your tongue was buried inside my tight wet pussy your hand would find my nipples and squeeze hard making me moan uncontrollably for you. I’d lift my pelvis grinding myself into you fucking your face with my pussy. I could feel your fingers struggle to slide inside me, I’m so tight baby. You moved slow, fingers inside me while your tongue played with my clit. You started to move faster and I could feel my body tense up that feeling that I was about to explode. You moved faster, your fingers pushing my gspot your tongue sucking my clit and boom. I came all over your face. You crawl up me and your face is wet and you kiss me, my body still coming down from that high. Your tongue in my mouth, I can taste myself on your tongue. You’re so hard, I can feel you poking my thigh. I pull off your pants and guide you inside me. I can feel every inch as you push yourself inside, you’re hard and it almost hurts. You start slow but with every thrust you move faster you can feel me get wetter, you can hear it too. The sounds of my moans turn to screams of pure pleasure my pussy tightens as I cum hard. Then I feel you explode inside me. It’s hot and I can barely breathe. We lay there together catching our breath, my heart moving at a normal pace again. I get up grab a long tshirt and head to the kitchen, I open the fridge and look. I bend down to grab a bottle of water. My ass and pussy peaking out from beneath the shirt. You’re right behind me and you can see a couple drops of your cum on the back of my thigh. You stand and admire my fat ass. I stand close the fridge and turn only for you to startle me. I open the water drink some, and offer you a drink. But you want something else entirely. You grab my waist and turn me away from you. You move us closer to the counter. You push my back forward I’m bent in front of you now. Your hand cuts through the air and then I feel red hot pain on my right cheek. I know that’s going to leave a mark. Then I feel your feet push my legs far apart and I feel you push yourself deep inside me. Your moving fast and you grab a chunk of my hair and pull me close and whisper “mmm baby girl your so tight I just want to live inside you” I love when you call me baby girl. You move faster, push deeper and harder. You move with no mercy it hurts but it feels so good too. “Yes daddy just like that!” I scream. I push myself into you my ass slapping against you. I can feel myself getting weak my pussy tightening. “I’m so close daddy, I’m about to cum. Can I please cum daddy?” “No baby girl hold it daddy wants you completely drained after this.” So I try and hold it as best I can. Your hands grab palms full of my tits. My nipples hard and poking through the shirt. I can feel you start to twitch, you pull yourself out of me so suddenly. I feel empty and wobbly and confused then you pull me around to face you, you walk me back to the bed take my shirt off and throw me back on the bed. “I want to see you while I fuck you” “then come here and fuck me daddy” you smile. I know I’m in for it. You crawl on top of me. You slide inside and throw my legs over your shoulders and push yourself all the way inside me. I let yoout a moan. I bite my lip, with every thrust I can feel myself get closer to climax. I can feel myself getting wetter and tighter “daddy please I want to cum!” “Yes baby girl cum!” I squirt so hard I push you out of me and I gush all over us. You slide back inside and you cum right after me.

Human Fleshlight [MF]

I was laying in bed with Daddy and he started watching porn so like a good little girl, I started rubbing his dick for him over his sweatpants. After a few seconds he took out his cock and pushed my head down to start facefucking me.

Usually, when I give him head he praises me during it and pets my hair but this time he just gripped the back of my head and ignored me otherwise. He also usually lets me go at my own pace for the most part but the whole time he was just jamming his cock into the back of my throat, I had to keep trying so hard not to vomit. He doesn’t mind when I do but his rule is that if I do I have to lick it back up and the thought is too gross.

Anal insertion game [MF]

Daddy and I were hanging out in the living room, I was on my stomach and he was sitting by my legs. He had been rubbing my butt through my pants and after a minute or so he pulled them down along with my panties.

“Let me see your hands”

I gave him both my hands and he positioned them so that I was spreading my butt for him.

“We’re going to play a game” when he said that I felt something cold enter mine “Guess what it is”

“It’s cold and weird! What the heck!” I wiggled just a little. He started counting down from ten but I still couldn’t guess so he spanked me once on each side before showing me the rod of our cat’s toy.

Next was something a little wider and I could feel myself stretching around it. I tried to remember what items had been around us but I couldn’t. After another countdown he spanked me again and commented that my butt was starting to get red. He showed me his lighter that he had put in sideways.

[M]e having a great time [F]ucking on the beach.

I’ll keep this one short and sweet, but it’s just too good to keep bottled up the whole week. This was a really new and hot thing for me to encounter, and I really hope I get a chance to do it again.
So last week, I was bumming out and coming off of a shitty breakup. Been with the girl for 2 and half years, and it just kinda, you know, stopped, all the sudden. It was shitty, but after a while I was looking on the positive side of things. “Hey, I’m single now!” I say, “Time to try and have some fun.”

Couple weeks go by trying the Bumble game; some good matches, yet nothing really comes into fruition. Enter my buddy from college, he calls me up to hang out. He knows I’ve been having a really tough time since the breakup so I was due a night of debauchery.