Thighs during first one night stand

Angie was 32. She lived in an apartment with two other women in Brooklyn, had been laid off from her job at a jewelry store, was looking for freelance work for making jewelry on Craiglist. That was how she put it. She had long brown hair and freckles, came from what I sensed was a wealthy family on Long Island (they actually lived on another Island, off the LI coast), but she dressed like she was a college student from the 70s and had a plain, earthy demeanor. Well, she was the 70s. This was 2009, so she must have been born in 1976/77.

I…was a twenty-one year old college student on an internship in New York that summer. Read some of my other stories and perhaps you’ll glean a summary of me.

I met Angie at a summer movie screening at Brooklyn Bridge park. It was early July and I was staying in my aunt and uncle’s house…and they were gone on vacation with their kids. So it was just me, housesitting. I couldn’t make up my mind on where to sit and also, I kind of in general wanted to get laid that summer. It had been a few months since I’d had any women.

After The Date (MF, interracial)

Friday the 2nd

There were long brown marks where the paint had been chipped by Amanda’s headboard. The wooden headboard scraped along the painted white walls as her bed rocked back and forth as Brandon fucked her for the second time that week.

She lay on her back, leaning up while he knelt between her legs ramming her. She loved the way he fucked her. He was athletic and had a strong body, and she loved watching his big black dick pound her. Amanda tossed her red hair back and moaned as Brandon thrust deep inside of her.

They had started fucking almost six months ago. No strings. No questions. She just called him up and he came over, hard as a rock, ready to do what she needed him to do.

“Fuck yes, right there. Right there. Fuck,” Amanda breathed heavily as her orgasm began to build.

Brandon rocked her harder. She watched as the muscles on his stomach flexed when he contracted his hips when he was fully inside of her. The ‘V’ on his waist pressed firmly against the skin of her nether as he did.

After The Date (STR, MF, IR)

Friday the 2nd

There were long brown marks where the paint had been chipped by Amanda’s headboard. The wooden headboard scraped along the painted white walls as her bed rocked back and forth as Brandon fucked her for the second time that week.

She lay on her back, leaning up while he knelt between her legs ramming her. She loved the way he fucked her. He was athletic and had a strong body, and she loved watching his big black dick pound her. Amanda tossed her red hair back and moaned as Brandon thrust deep inside of her.

They had started fucking almost six months ago. No strings. No questions. She just called him up and he came over, hard as a rock, ready to do what she needed him to do.

“Fuck yes, right there. Right there. Fuck,” Amanda breathed heavily as her orgasm began to build.

Brandon rocked her harder. She watched as the muscles on his stomach flexed when he contracted his hips when he was fully inside of her. The ‘V’ on his waist pressed firmly against the skin of her nether as he did.

Slurpee and sloppy BJ [MF/office/oral]

Thank you all for the feedback and messages about my stories. I love to hear about what people like and what turns them on. Thank you all so much.

Backstory: I am 31 (I had a birthday) years old short and curvy but fit. I have shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes. I have been spending the last two years exploring my sexuality and freedom after a bad nine year LTR ended. This happened last night.

Last night, about 9:30, after my run at the Y, I got a text from Marcus. He’s a FWB I had not seen in over a week. He wanted to know if I had eaten dinner. I said I had but would hang out if he wanted and he said he was still at work. Poor guy. I offered to bring him some food and he asked if I could bring him a Mountain Dew slurpee. I knew a place so picked him up some food and a slurpee and headed over to his office.

Marcus met me at the front door of his building and we took the stairs up to the second floor. Poor guy has been working crazy hours and had forgotten to eat.

Hooked up w/ Co-Worker in my Bathroom

About a year and a half ago I worked in a concession stand at a stadium during rodeo time. I was working with an organization at my uni which was trying to pay its way to Austin for spring break. We were assigned to different stands every day and ended up working with a lot of randoms. One day I noticed this really cute black girl was there prepping with us. I tried not to but I ended up checking her out a bit. She was around 5’4″ and slender but had a great ass and pretty nice tits and had an adorable smile. I didn’t want to make her or myself feel awkward so I just kinda stayed out of her way.

Of course as I was working register she ended up working as the food deliverer assigned to my register. I’m a pretty laid back dude so I was kinda hesitant to order her around so she had to reassure me that if I need anything just to let her know and she introduced herself to me. It doesn’t sound like much but she said this several times to make sure I got the point and each time she was smiling wider at me and looking at me more and more intently and holding her gaze longer and longer. During a couple lulls in the action she came over and made small talk with me.

Our Father – Ch.1 [M/f, str8, fantasy, breeding, incest, pain]

**Our Father**

*A corrupted father-of-many is intent on weaving a vast, incestuous family of obedient servants (among other more nefarious plans), beginning with taking the virginity of his firstborn daughter.*

This story is based off /u/fenoxo’s popular text game “Corruption of Champions” (which I had nothing to do with!). If you’re unfamiliar with CoC, this story may confuse you, but I’ve written it to be welcoming and enjoyable for newbies.

**All characters depicted in sexual situations are of legal age.**

Comments are much appreciated.

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**Chapter 1: Daddy’s Girl**

It’s been a long time coming – long by this world’s standards, at least – and you’ve been there every step of the way. You watched your daughter be birthed, you gave Kylie her name, you watched her hatch from her egg, you wiped her tears away when she skinned her knee, and you watched her take flight for the first time. Your daughter was once a tiny, fluffy-feathered chickling, but now she’s a tall, nubile, and gorgeous teenaged girl.

MF public park rendezvous with the wife

I was at working today and my wife texts me just before lunch telling me that she is wearing a skirt and no panties, about to do some errands and she is wet and wanting me. The next line from her asks if I would like a rendezvous somewhere.

I suggest we get some lunch together and then we can go find a spot to have some fun! She meets me for a decent lunch where we sit across from one another and she leans forward to talk to me several times, pressing her tits against the table edge, causing her shirt to gap open and her cleavage to spill out towards me.

She sees me smiling and asks innocently what I’m smiling about. I pull out my phone and snap a picture of her tits and then show her. She giggles and says she didn’t know her shirt was gaping open like that.

We pay out, then go to her car where she suggests I drive. Once we start to pull through the parking lot, she wastes no time in hiking her long tight yet stretchy skirt up to her waste, spreading her legs, propping her right leg up on the door handle. Her neatly trimmed cunt open to the sunlight streaming in the windows as she keeps her eyes on me and begins to rub herself with both hands slowly.

First Time [18m / 18f]

We’re home alone, just as we were on the day we both became acquainted with the mature human form. Both of us are more experienced now, the naivety is gone yet the wonder of our first explorations remains. Unlike the last time, we both know the fundamentals of pleasurable orgasms and we are aware where this encounter is going.

You’re leading the way and I follow nervously behind. Hand in hand we walk into your bedroom. Just that little bit of contact is enough to comfort me and make me want you. I trust you completely.

As we approach your bed I see your childish pajamas sitting there. Automatically, I laugh at you. You shake your head, playfulness is in your eyes when you glance to the ground, pretending to be ashamed of the dinosaur print. I turn my back to you and strip off my t-shirt; my bra springs free with a small tug at the clasp. You’re gazing at my smooth skin, blemished only with a small scar along my spine. Knowing you will be amused, I slip on your pj shirt.

Can’t wait [F]or class to end…

The other day I was sitting in some boring class, not paying attention, just browsing reddit on my phone when I stumble upon some stories from this subreddit. I tried to keep my phone screen close to me so people couldn’t see what I was reading, but I was getting so turned on. I could feel my nipples getting hard through my shirt and my clit ached to be rubbed.

After a few stories, I couldn’t take it any longer. I excused myself out of the classroom and went to the bathroom. As soon as I locked the stall, I pulled my tits out from under my bra and started pinching and twisting my nipples. I pulled off my leggings and rubbed my throbbing clit. I tried to stay quiet but thankfully no one else entered the bathroom while I was in there. After just a couple minutes imagining myself in these stories, I couldn’t hold back. I exploded in orgasm, and even let out a couple soft sighs.

After pulling myself back together, I confidently walked back to class and spend the rest of the class with a big smile on my face, knowing no one knew what I just did. The thought of that turned me on so much I had to go back to the stall after class for another quick one :)