I sucked a cock for the firs time in my life [MF]

All my school friends wished me on my birthday. Kevin also did. He was someone I knew through common friends. He asked me about plans and I told him I am going to the movies the next day. My friend Chelsy and an few others were going and we already had plans. I didn’t know Kevin was coming. I messaged Chelsy who all were going and she also mentioned Kevin.

I knew Kevin from a class project. He was tall, probably 6 feet, good shape with a fit body and a warm smile. I knew Kevin liked me as he checked me out a few times last year and I too liked him. I used to smile back. But things didn’t go further as we didn’t hangout. Monday morning around ten, Kevin texts me and compliments me on my nice birthday dress. Slowly, we start flirting and he tells me how much tease I was to him. He tells me my little bum can ruin his day. I was horny and I tell him, I didn’t believe as I couldn’t see the effect. He sends me a pic of his erect dick in his boxers and wonders what would be under my dress. I was horny in my room and Kevin’s cock was making me wild. I undress until I am only in my panties, take a selfie of my ass and send it to him. Read more »

Seduction at the dinner table [MF] [cuck]

Mary looked herself over the mirror one last time as she heard the single knock on the door that let her know dinner was served. She adjusted her thin black dress slightly and made a last check of her makeup – perfect. With a smile on her rosy red lips she left the room and headed towards the dining room, the sound of her pumps on the hardwood floor announcing her approach to the 2 small talking men at the table.

She greeted Will nonchalantly at the table with a soft hand caressing his neck from behind and leaning in close enough as they exchanged pleasantries to make sure he could smell her expensive perfume as well as getting a good look at her generous cleavage before she stood back up.

She passed her husband with a small peck at his lips and a compliment about the smell of the food before finding her seat opposite of Will around the small table with her back against the window and the slowly setting sun. Her husband poured the wine for them as Will awkwardly managed to start the small talk back up again and as the entrée was slowly consumed. Read more »

[FM] – First Time Fucking in A Seedy Motel Room in the Middle of Nowhwere

This is a story about how my husband (then mutual friend turned boyfriend) and I found ourselves in the middle of nowhere, renting a car, and fucking in a motel room. TLDR! Story’s over! Jk. Okay, here it goes:

I had just recovered from a fatally scarring relationship with an ex-girlfriend and found myself in a Winnebago with a couple of strangers. My friend promised, “C’mon, it’ll be fun. We’ll go camping, get stoned out of our minds, and possibly you get to shoot a slenderman.” Of course, it was a promise – a promise where my friend flaked out at the last second – and I was stuck in a van with mushrooms in my backpack and we were driving to fucking OREGON!

In the first few hours of our drive, I happened to get stuck with this guy (husband) who’s babbling about making waffles and jet propulsion. I, apparently, liked his babbling because he was hilarious and shared his chips and soda with me. I also found out that we had a lot of shit in common. One of them was: we wanted to get out of here. On the next stop, we had opted to rent a car to take us back. And while we were waiting for our reservation the next day we opted to stay at a two-bed motel room and found ourselves having dinner at a diner. Read more »

[MF] More than just whips and chains: One word, “Yes.”

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If you ask people in the BDSM community about BDSM sex they tell you it is about more than just whips and chains, but if you go you /r/BDSM right now you will see, on its frontpage, that it is covered almost exclusively in imagery of devices for whipping and devices for tying people up.

Nowadays it is easy to find porn of all types, but I still find it difficult to find material that only focuses on the dominance and submission without getting a heavy dose of bondage and discipline or sadism and masochism. So with that in mind, I’d like to tell you all a story from my sex life, from a few nights back and I hope you enjoy it.

 

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I’ve been casual seeing this girl for awhile. She’s wonderful; beautiful, smart, and quietly funny. If you asked her if she was into BDSM I don’t believe she would say yes. She quite conventional when it comes to sex. Not uptight and prudish, because she definitely enjoys sex. That being said, even if she may not label yourself, in BDSM term as submissive, in the bedroom that she most assuredly is one. Read more »

Dimensional Shift Chapter 1: Writer’s Block [Str8] [MF] [fantasy]

As a preface, this is an original story I’m writing. I was writing a story some time ago but for various reasons I stopped writing it. When I got the writing bug again I gave up on it as there were various parts I wasn’t happy with, but didn’t want to completely abandon what I had started, so I made this. It’s sort of a spin-off/reboot sorta thing. I’m curious to see what people think.

This one is just as self-insert-y as the last one was, just as self-indulgent, but that’s all because I wrote them for my own enjoyment, a story that I can control and have fun with.

I’ll post a link to my PBWorks page in comments if you’d like to see the “prequels”, I guess you could call them.

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*“Read outs look normal. Temps look a little high but everything looks good. Start it up.”*

*Multiple scientists are walking around the lab, wearing what look like combination radiation and heat protection suits. The lab they’re in is the size of an airplane hangar, and in the center is something like an opened fusion reactor, a multitude of massive tendril-like cables plugged into various areas of the casing for power. And within the casing is a small, floating liquid mass, shifting slightly as if alive. It’s black, an abyss floating on air, drawing the eye into the emptiness of its surface.* Read more »

Office Quickie [MF] [worksex] [quickie] [oral]

  I look up when I hear my office door open. You walk in dressed to work out, tank top and sheer yoga pants hugging your legs & ass.

 “You working late tonight?”

 “Just a bit of planning…”

 “Good. Your conference room.” Your grin is wide and evil. You turn on your heel and walk down the hall. My answering grin would do a Sith proud.

 I follow you in and close the door, unbuckling my belt. You spin and fall to your knees, tugging my pants to my ankles in a swift motion. You grab my thighs and bury your face in me, pulling my still soft cock into your mouth. You suck greedily, tongue flicking & teasing, and soon have me hard and swollen.

 Glancing up, you grin then take me all the way in, noisily wetly devouring me, your eyes rolling back as you give into your hunger.

 I’m reduced to grunts, “Fuck that’s good. Shit that feels really good.”

 You suck fast and hard and soon hear me, “Yes you dirty little cocksucker, keep that up. I’m about to cum.” Read more »

A long day in the wastelands [FemSolo][Masturbation][Apocalyptic]

Life had become both easier and more difficult since the crash as far as Katja was concerned.
On one hand food could get a bit scarce and security had undeniably taken a turn for the worse, but on the other hand it was much easier to figure out if a day was successful or not.
Survived the day? Check.
Ended the day with more supplies than it started with? Hm-mh.

Yep, looked like a good day, Katja thought as she closed the door behind herself and went over to her workbench to get the heavy backpack off her shoulders. A heavy backpack was always great, and today she had found some truly great stuff.
Ammunition for her rifle she had had to leave home on the last three trips because it was worthless without cartridges. Now she had almost fourty of them, enough for weeks if she was careful and didn’t run amok for some reason.

A good bit of canned food, even two big plastic bottles of pre-war water that was getting increasingly rare. So rare that Katja had long switched to filtering rain water, which arguably tasted just as well but bottled water was a luxury she didn’t get to enjoy often. Read more »

Joint military exercise [FMF]

[wild military story level 3] I was 22 and had got temporarily stationed Pensacola, to pass the time I had started messing around with this Booter chick. (a booster is someone who has just recently graduated boot camp). She was this short army female with dark chocalate skin and HUGE titties, and flat stomach and no booty, but she was cute in the face, SUPER cute if I’m being honest.

If you’ve ever been in the military you understand the mentality, if you’ve NEVER been in the military, this is how it usually works: two consenting adults meet and discuss how long they will be at a particular location, once they have discussed the particular’s they decide to become sexual partners until one person gets orders to another base. This union has no name, no obligations, and can dissolve at anytime.

Me and this booter used to have sex all the time! Sometimes she would randomly give me blowjobs while I was playing video games, and if she was on her “Moon cycle” She would tell me to stick it in her ass instead. If you were looking for a woman to have meaningless sex with, I bullshit you not; you couldn’t find a better one than her. Read more »

The Guitar Man [FM]

Atlanta – December 2014
The Guitar Man

One week before Christmas. I had planned on being home for the Holidays by now, baking and putting the final decorating touches around the house. Most of my family had already arrived at the house, relaxing and enjoying themselves. But business had kept me longer than anticipated.

While walking the final four blocks to the Omni in downtown Atlanta, even with my overcoat on I was drenched from the rain. Approaching the hotel, a young man was sitting near the doorway. I opened my purse and pulled out a bill to hand him, knowing that all of us need a helping hand at sometime. Instead of taking the bill, he waved it away, asking if it would be possible to use my cell phone. Hesitating to hand my phone over, I asked if I could dial the number for him. I dialed the number he gave me, and as I handed the phone to him it was obvious that he was not someone who had spent long “on the streets”. His hands were soft, and his young face was innocent.

I could hear someone answer the phone. Read more »

On the way to Sturgis ’05 [MM] [MMF]

Back in 2005, I was divorced, I wasn’t dating, I was in the swing of enjoying every moment of being bi, and in my early 30’s. I was in the best physical shape of my life, making good money and had just about everything right where I wanted it.

Except I was working 7 days a week on a regular basis, 12 hour shifts. That’s where the “good money” was coming from.

My relationships at the time were more or less hookups off of the internet or some random stuff. I went through condoms like they were going out of style. There was a lot of fun, but nothing I’d call worth furthering.

I made a really top-shelf decision one of the first weeks the snow had melted in Southeastern Wisconsin, and bought a motorcycle. (please, read that with a voice dripping with sarcasm) Wisconsin has this wonderful habit of showing you this little sliver of Spring after horrid Winters, tantalizing you with the idea of what the heat would bring, then utterly shitting on you with a 3′ blizzard. Read more »