Reverse Massage Fantasy Part 1 (no sex…yet)

It’s Monday. I open my drawer containing my blue appointment book. I flip through the pages until I land on today’s date. As I glance through the names on the page, I notice a different handwriting than mine. Someone booked a late appointment and didn’t even tell me. I gaze at the name with puzzled disbelief.

Great, not only is it a late appointment, but it’s someone new… Fuck my life. Hopefully someone will be a little more vocal next time. I’ll talk with Sam. She might know who this is or who put him down.

Now Sam is absolutely stunning. I find myself thinking about her more and more each day. She is an average sized girl, maybe 5’4 with long straight brown hair that would reach the bottom of her luscious breasts. A calm mild manner surrounds her that most people would write off, but I think she has a few sexy secrets she’s saving for a rainy day. Sam wears little to no make up, she illuminates beautifully with her natural look. Her eyes, constantly changing between a mild green and a light blue with a gold ring in the middle.

Rya’s Resistance (Part 1) (F/F)

*I don’t know why, but I’m trying my hand at a little, not-so-distant future, dystopian, sci-fi thing. Let’s see how this goes.*

**December 18, 2018**

Helen’s pulse raced with nervous excitement, pursuing Gwen up the apartment steps. She zoned in on the side-to-side sway of Gwen’s full, high-waisted denim hips, running her hand along the multi-colored, Christmas lights decorating the metal banister.

Gwen fumbled edgily with her keys. “This is me,” she giggled. As if the apartment could be anybody else’s, the only one on the small complex’s second story.

Once the door was freed from its lock, she hurriedly escorted Helen indoors, standing lookout, scanning the small-town terrain, on that dark night, for any gossiping snoops.

“I’m sorry, this place is such a fucking disaster,” Gwen apologized, aimlessly bouncing around her cramped, studio apartment, picking up bits of trash scattered around the living room. But Helen didn’t mind in the slightest, predatorily stalking around her with solely lecherous intent, resisting the urge to pounce.

Gwen unloaded an armful of gas-station, fountain drink cups into the kitchen trash, unaware of Helen’s presence directly behind her. “Can I get you something to drink?” she asked, but her invitation wouldn’t be answered, turning around to be shockingly met by Helen’s syrupy lips.

[mf] [long] the journey to our first experience (attempt 2)

We have been wanting to share our experiences from “dipping our toes” in the lifestyle. We feel as though it may help others empower themselves and give it a try.

The lead up: we have been together for 3 years and have had a strong physical and mental attraction ever since. Nicole comes from a more reserved background while Anthony was pretty much a man whore growing up. Combining the two of us brought out her already strong sexual side. We felt comfortable enough to say what we wanted at any time. Eventually we added toys to the mix. This lead to all sorts of new experiences.

One night, Anthony had decided to share his desire to take the kind to the next level. He proposed sharing sexual images on the web to see how others would respond. People shared how turned on it made them and that they enjoyed how we fit together. One day we shared a snap chat of explicit content with a female friend. That friend enjoyed it and brought up the idea of joining us. At first we agreed that something like that is a big deal and we weren’t ready for that.

Bus to Paradise [inc] (via r/NaughtyFamilyDiary)

Mom, dad, and I just finished our first week of vacation in the Bahamas. It’s been amazing so far; we spend every day lounging at the beach a few miles from our hotel. The only downside is that we have to take a bus to get there.

Dad wasn’t feeling up for another beach trip this morning, so only mom and I shuffled into the bus. It was more crowded than usual; apparently, a big group of tourists had just arrived. By the time mom and I made it to the back of the bus looking for seats, there was only one left next to the lavatory.

“We can catch the next bus,” mom suggested.

“That won’t be for another hour,” I pouted, looking around the packed bus, “and the next one might be just as crowded. No, we should try to head out now.” I plopped into the seat and looked up at mom, staring back somewhat confused. “If you don’t mind, just try to sit on my lap. If it’s not too uncomfortable maybe we can manage until we get to the beach.”

[MF] [MF] The bus handy and the car salesman

This one is a bit more tame than some of my wilder adventures, but I still think it’s super fun!

So I was riding the bus in Florida a few years back, my car had broken down and I was on my way to a dealership to get a new one.

I never ride the bus (about the only thing I don’t ride lol). I remember distinctly that I had a ponytail that day, with bangs off to the side, and I was wearing a tight, low cut grey dress, semi seethru (I wanted to get a good deal on the car!)

I was sitting in the back of the bus (like where the last few rows are raised up and there’s like 5 seats in that row) and this dude gets on the bus, kinda shaggy looking, but super hot, carrying some work stuff, probably some kind of construction worker or something. So the bus was completely empty, but he walks right to the back, and sits directly in front of me, and starts chatting me up. He was super smooth, and he had my number in his phone after about 3 minutes.

Jessi’s New Job (The Lustful Skies, Book 1) by Jasmine Wright [Redhead, Businessman, Alpha Male]

“Her toes curled, her fingers locked. Jessi’s abs popped in relief as her entire body spasmed uncontrollably on Cody’s hand…gushing torrents of fluid over his arm and the sheets.”
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JESSI DAVENPORT—a busty, bubbly All-American redhead from small-town Kansas—has just started as a flight attendant for Lennox Air, a small, mid-western airline with a BIG reputation. All goes well on her maiden voyage, and Jessi’s a big hit; that is, until she meets CODY—a strapping, muscular alpha male businessman on his way to Houston for an energy convention. He’s a lover of women in uniform…

And Jessi fills hers out like no other.

After suffering the embarrassment of an in-flight accident that sees Jessi inadvertently fondling Cody’s well-stuffed, bulging crotch, Jessi can’t wait to get off the plane and unwind in their destination city. A chance reunion with Cody, however, leads to a series of events that culminate a different—and far more pleasurable—type of stress relief…

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[mf] [long] our first swinger experience and what built up to it

We have been wanting to share our experiences from “dipping our toes” in the lifestyle. We feel as though it may help others empower themselves and give it a try.

The lead up: we have been together for 3 years and have had a strong physical and mental attraction ever since. She comes from a more reserved background while he was pretty much a man whose growing up. Combining the two of us brought out her already strong sexual side. We felt comfortable enough to say what we wanted at any time. Eventually we added toys to the mix. This lead to all sorts of new experiences.

One night, he had decided to share his desire to take the kind to the next level. He proposed sharing sexual images on the web to see how others would respond. People shared how turned on a made them and that they enjoyed how we fit together. One day we shared a snap chat of explicit content with a female friend. She enjoyed it and brought up the idea of joining us. At first we agreed that something like that is a big deal and we weren’t ready for that.

[MF] Kind of long: I [19M] didn’t know she [18F] was a virgin…

For the sake of simplicity, let’s call her Jen and just call me Rick. Of course, not the real names, but you know how it be!

So gotta go back some years to freshman year of college. Almost 4 years ago, crazy to think back. I knew this girl from high school. We had been friends about 2 years at the time. Met her at the end of my junior year and we became good friends sharing 2 classes in a row senior year. We never really had anything for each other. We were strictly friends. I used to tease her a lot, and she would tease me too, but never sexual. She was a good upper-middle class white girl who lived an incredibly sheltered life. Anything about sex or fetishes or any of those things you talked about in high school made her turn red or sometimes even leave the room. She has a twin sister who is her total opposite. Where Jen is your stereotypical good girl who is incredibly book smart, her twin sister is all about sex, drinking, and partying. It was really common for us to be together and her sister to force herself on me. Jen always got really embarrassed (which I now know was actually jealousy) and I didn’t care for her sister much. Jen was so well put-together, her sister couldn’t compare. The sister was more hot, sure, but Jen was more attractive in a “perfect wife” kind of way. I just didn’t realize at the time that Jen had the body of the perfect wife too…

[MF] he tried to ‘fuck me white’

This happened in Mississippi last year. I was a 25 year old lil slut, and just out for a walk in Biloxi where I was living at the time.

This older guy was standing on the street smoking a cigarette, he was probably about 60, and just had that real redneck aura about him. Long shaggy grey hair, a beard, he was overweight, wearing a Browning hat and a camo jacket.

I stopped him to ask for a lighter, I wanted to light a cigarette too but stupidly I forgot my lighter at home. I was wearing tight jeans and a tshirt I think, nothing too special.

“What’s coming of this city, dagun Chinese movin here by the boatload now, we ought to deport all you chinks an Mexicans!” That was honestly his response when I asked for a lighter. And there’s not many Asians living in Mississippi, definitely not enough to fill a boat!

So I asked him again for a lighter, and his answer was “tell ya what lil chinky, you can light your cigarette off my cock.”

So I said “fine, present it.”

He didn’t really know what to say.