I [M] Fucked My Best Friend [F] Over the Summer

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Sarah and I were the most unlikely of best friends. She was your typical white girl, born and raised in the exurbs of a major city with both her parents making six figures. I was born and raised in that city, the son of immigrants and the only brown kid hanging out with the black kids. But we both ended up attending our state college where we had the same major and so ended up in the same class freshman year. We became friends when out of sheer randomness we were placed in the same group for a project where we ended up doing all the work. Read more »

Lilium Inter Spinas [m/f, paranormal, modern, fae]

There are both an intro and an afterward I won’t include here. There are also a couple pictures–the model who inspired the story (who’s gorgeous) and a little bit of gorgeous man candy. If you’re interested in any of that, I’ll include a link to the blog in the comments:

I met Lily in Austin, Texas.

There’s a particular bridge in Austen, the I-35. The homeless gather there every so often, until the police kick them out. Then one or two return at a time, sticking around to take shelter under the high bridge and beside its big concrete pillars. Numbers increase and the place becomes a village, until the police roust them and it starts all over again.

At the height of the bridge’s village-season, local church groups show up with handouts and literature. Sometimes they even bring grills and music and things turn into a full-on festival. I’d already decided to move on from Texas altogether, but decided to stay a couple extra nights to see if one of these festivals would yield a picture or two. Read more »

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Categorized as Erotica

What was Angus Thinking? – a “fanfiction” formed from the soon to be published book, “The Roswell Discrepancy”

Angus Reese was a bit drunk and really high but that didn’t explain the sudden curiosity about how boys have sex. Sure, he’d seen a few pornos and, as any good liberal should, attended his fair share of gay pride parades, usually with lesbian friends. He liked pussy and a fair set of tits bouncing from just above the opening of a silk blouse rocked his johnny something fierce. But as some distant intellectual exercise, Angus wondered just exactly how blokes, well, did it. The whole “similar body parts” piece just eluded him – was it weird to feel hair against your upper lip (Did it tickle, like some of his girlfriends said)? Did guys give better blow jobs (A guy’s gotta know what a guy wants, right)? Do guys feel the same kind of spark straight guys do when they find the one (or do they just fuck around like most straight guys wish they could)? The latter question puzzled him the most for, despite wooing and bedding any number of women, at some point, Angus always felt empty, as if the conquest was the only thrill. He was beginning to think that despite really wanting children that eventually he would just adopt some Congolese orphan and raise him or her as a single dad. Having to talk to some slapper who was always hounding him for money or affection did not seem like a positive lifestyle choice. Read more »

[MF] My hubby and I have a fun night with our “sex jar”

Any time my husband and I take a road trip, the conversation always turns to sex. Once the kids fall asleep in the backseat, we talk about our sexual desires, likes, experiments we’d like to try, or will read stories to each other from Reddit. On our most recent trip, after doing all of the above, I came up with the idea of having a “sex jar”. In this jar, we would write down different sexual acts or turn-ons and periodically draw from the jar. Whatever the jar says, goes. Well, it’s been over a month and I still haven’t moved the list from my phone to papers in a jar… That’s what brings us to what happened a few days ago. Read more »

How [M]y ex-girl[F]riend from high school eventually cheated on her husband with me nearly 10 years later

This is a true story that basically spans an entire decade. Obviously all personal details have been changed.

I went to high school in a small town. My junior year a girl moved to the town from several states away; her name was Amy. As it turns out, Amy lived only about a mile from me, but neither of us knew that at the time.

Amy and I had several classes together, but I wasn’t attracted to her at all initially. She was quite tall for a girl (5’10” or so) and, while she was skinny, she was also sort of bulky, if that makes any sense. She just didn’t appear very feminine. She had this short hair cut that I didn’t find appealing. Her face was also not classically pretty. Her body seemed about average.

She started talking to me a lot and honestly I found her annoying. It didn’t occur to me that she was hitting on me until she became way more forward about it. At this point probably half a year had passed since I first met her. When I realized she liked me, I tried to avoid her even more, because I didn’t have the same feelings towards her. This is when I realized she lived so close to me, which I was pissed about because it meant she started asking if she could come over since I was practically within walking distance. Read more »

[MF] Training to be slutty

I met /u/Throwthethrowawaway in reddit /r/dirtyr4r, and have been having crazy sex adventures ever since. Here’s the snippets where he trains me to be his personal fucktoy/slave/slut. Read our post history for other fun stuff. ;) Tell me what you think!

Training my ass:

I’ve never liked anal or made any prepared attempt before. But the last time we met, I was on the end of a mild yeast infection. He pounded me a bit with the butt plug firmly logged in my ass. I was instantly addicted to that slight euphoric feeling. It truly is god’s loophole.

New bottle of lube, my purple 20cm/7.8 inch dildo, a condom, google hangout, I texted /u/Throwthethrowawaway “I’m starting anyway, can’t wait..” in a true cam girl fashion. (Not one, at least not yet ;)

I ran the tip up and down my ass, warming the lube, closing my eyes imagining my Dom moaning when he can’t contain himself, instantly relaxed thinking I’m his little toy, and started pushing it in. He jumped in the hangout quite quickly, I guess he couldn’t wait either. Read more »

How a Weird Cute Girl Cured my Depression. [MW] [Fdom] [mast] [reluc] [voy]

Call me Steve. I’m an average-looking, although lean, 26 years year old male.

A few months ago I moved to Sydney after completing my engineering degree and – let’s face facts – after my girlfriend, Jai, dumped me for another guy. Apparently, I was always studying and not being attentive to her needs. Her “needs” often centred on her interests, her friends and, well, shopping. I’m not bitter about her choosing somebody else, in truth, I did make my studies as a priority, but also I did love that girl, and I was depressed as hell for losing her. Moving to Sydney and into a tiny little inner-city flat while I looked for work didn’t help. I did low paying intern work during the day, and at night watched TV and moped.

It was a Tuesday night about 6.00 pm when there came a lazy rapping on my door. I sighed as I was about to do something and didn’t wish to be interrupted. But, as I never got visitors I was curious as to who might be knocking at this hour. Please don’t let it be religious nuts. Read more »

Evening with boss [mf]

I wrote a couple of days ago about how I got a new job and I made him a promise to go see him that night, so I did as I promised. My boyfriend didn’t mind, he actually encouraged it. My outfit for the evening was a black skirt, fishnets and a green sweater. Wore dark eyeliner and makeup with red lipstick.

He text me his address and I drive out there. At red lights, thinking about what will happen. I know I’m there for sex, but I wonder how it will be. Can he get me off or will I just be getting him off? Will me being loose be an issue? He hasn’t seen my holes yet, just my butt cheeks.

I pull up to his place and he lets me in his house, glass of wine ready for me, lights are dim and he’s changed into swimming shorts and tshirt. I thank him, put my stuff down and take the wine. He shows me his place, it’s not a bad place, just not really decorated. Anyway, by the time he shows me his room, I make the comment that ‘this must be where all the action takes place’. I felt like a dork saying that but he laughed. When we get outside, he takes off his shirt to get in the hot tub. He tells me to join him but I don’t have a swimsuit (well i dont own one). Eventually after some horrible pick up lines and compliments, I undress and get in tub with him. Read more »