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“Explain to me what you want”, Mrs. Done texted me.

“I want to make you mine and fuck you everyday”, I replied.

“So let me get this straight, you want me to divorce my husband and marry you so that I can be your personal blowjob maid for the rest of my life?”, Mrs. Done texted back.

“Yes.”, I texted back.

“This is a very big decision. We would need to discuss these matters in person. Meet me at this location.”, she texted back.

I ventured to the location that Mrs. Done had specified, the time was only 12 in the afternoon. Mrs. Done waited in her car in the parking lot of a coffee shop. She saw me and motioned me to come in the car. Upon getting inside, I saw she was dressed in a blouse and tight skirt.

“Let me get this straight, you want me to divorce my husband and marry you?”, she questioned me.

“Yes, we could finally be free to fuck each other whenever we want without having to be worried about your husband”, I said back.

“I don’t know if divorcing my husband is worth a piece of cock meat…”, Mrs. Done questioned.

Threesomes for Millenials [FMF] – How to meet an unicorn

Note: guys, this is the first time I write something, please give me some feedback!

Title: Meeting your unicorn

To say that searching for a girl to join you for a steamy threesome is like looking for a unicorn – meaning it is impossible – is almost the same as throwing the towel. This is simply not true and won’t get you anywhere, my friend, hence the quotes in the title. Bisexuals girls are not going extinct for all we know nor are they only found in fairy-tales. As a side note, wouldn’t that make for a great fairy-tale, though? Dude, someone please write a tale starring bisexual girls in it right now! Anyway, as long as you go to the right places and stop insisting on the wrong ones, bisexual girls willing to experience a three-way are not hard to find, it’s all about knowing where to look.
We tried the wrong places a few times – trust us. When we left Colombia to live in New York we made a few different attempts, from online sites to actual bars and parties. Craigslist did not cut it for us in New York due, mostly, to the fast that 98 per cent of responses we received from “girls” were actually guys trying to get nude pictures. Those guys were usually easy to spot, since they would quickly ask for pictures before even trying to get to know the couple, what they were like or what they were looking for. We did, however, have some luck with Craigslist when we moved to California a few years later and met this one girl. However, we don’t really recommend it based on the number of failed attempts. It’s too much work and takes way too long to be considered truly worthwhile.

How a Weird Girl Cured My Depression [NSFW] [Mast] [M/F] [Fdom

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, things like 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.

So this is what happened tonight.

Me and my girlfriend been very busy the last few weeks and didn’t get much time together so tonight was something special for us both. We do this on the odd occasion whenever we feel as we’ve not been together for ages and it helps our relationship. So I went over to my girlfriends house and she had made dinner and invited me over. I knew what to expect, so I got ready and made my way. Once I got there we greeted each other with a kiss but it was a passionate slow tasteful kiss. We got inside at sat in the kitchen and started having dinner. Every now and again we would tease each other by either stroking our legs or giving each other the “I wanna rip your clothes off” look. We finally finished our dinner…at this point I was super horny and I couldn’t resist the temptation, so I moved all the dishes and slowly and passionately started kiss my girlfriend, whilst I squeezed her tight little bum. I picked her up and put her on the table top with her legs wrapped around my waist….pulling me close..I lay her flat and start by kissing her soft tender body…slowly making my way down…she wrapped her legs around my shoulders and I was ready to go down…I used my tongue and slowly teased the outer part of her clit…mmmmmm I could taste all that cum dripping all in my mouth…slowly my tongue stroking her clit wet…slowly going deep inside…I can taste her already….she moans soo much….she cums…I keep licking…mmmmm…now my tongue goes deep inside and I can feel her g spot….mmmmmmm…I start rubbing my tongue against her g spot….she cums instantly….I take out my cock…and I start to ride her…ramming her tight wet pussy…and I finished all over her beautiful face…

The Creampie Girl of My Dreams Cums True [MF][Str8]

The Long Horn Tavern was busy, typical for a Friday night. Texas twang and music drifted to the rafters, spilling onto the back patio. And with all that, I still spotted Jessica with her old high school clique standing at the bar. Jessica Poynter. High school homecoming queen, lead cheerleader, Dallas debutante, the creampie girl I lusted after most of my adolescent years, I hadn’t seen her since graduation night ten years ago. She looked great. I felt like I was back in school. Those long legs stretched up to her mini-skirt. Seriously?

I stood outside the bar and called Jackson.

“What are you doing, man?”

“Just chillin’.”

I could hear him gaming in the background.

“Come out to Long Horn. The Pussy Posse is here”

“The Pussy Posse. I’ll be there in ten.”

I waited outside for my wingman. My plan, cut Jess from the herd and run. After a few minutes, I couldn’t wait any longer and went inside.

Jessica’s face lit up when she saw me causing her friends turn and look. They grinned in approval.

“Hi Jess, ladies,” I said.

“Hi,” she said.

Victoria’s Lunch Date [MF][Pros][Oral]

My name is Victoria Lovejoy. My uniform is a tight pencil skirt, chiffon blouse and high heeled patent leather shoes. The sexy secretary look works for me. I charge five hundred dollars an hour and typically pull in three thousand dollars a week. Between the money and flexible schedule, life in Manhattan is pretty good. These are my stories.

Jim’s text read, ‘Rm 1505. I’m here.’

I’ve never been stopped by security in any hotel. I carry myself confidently through the immense lobby with my nose in the air; blending in with every other young professional woman going about her business.

I softly knocked on door. Jim answered it with a smile.

“Come on in, beautiful.”

Jim was a tall blonde drink of water from Texas working as a security analyst for a huge international oil company here in Manhattan. He likes to kiss though, like other escorts, don’t kiss clients. What a twisted logic we share; willing to let a man penetrate almost every hole in your body for money but deny him the intimacy of kissing. When I first started seeing Jim, I’d give him my turned up cheek his when he tried to kiss my lips. But lately, I let him give me a peck on my lips.

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When her phone buzzed for the fifth time in twenty minutes, Lisa sighed. She looked down at Vivian, face buried between her legs. Viv’s kisses were desperate, knowing if she could get Lisa off, the intense build-up of her own urges would be instantly released. “Give me a moment,” Lisa instructed. Vivian nodded, mouth agape, face slick. Her pet looked disappointed.

The messages were from Lisa’s sister, Erin. Lisa snorted a little. Erin had been short with her since Lisa had started fooling around with Vivian a few months earlier. Erin felt betrayed that her straight best friend would start dating her sexually repressed sister. She had no idea that Lisa wielded otherworldly powers, or that Vivian had been transformed into a reality-hopping succubus.

Normally, Lisa would have just ignored Erin’s text. She was tired of trying to come up with excuses about why she and Viv were hanging out alone, and skipping the sexual nature of their encounters. However, this time Erin’s texts had a frantic tone.

“Call me.”

“This is important.”

“ASAP.”

“Seriously, Lisa, call me.”

“It’s about Michael.”

[M]ind Blown By Older [F]ox (m/f) long

This happened about two years ago. True story. I was 29 and newly single. I am an average dude, 6′ 160lbs. Fit but no gym rat. I was working as House Manager for a small venue and each performance brought in a new batch of volunteer ushers. Tonight’s group included a woman we’ll call Kim.

The volunteers sign up for shifts online and I never actually meet them in person until the night of the event. Most volunteers are bored old ladies looking for a fun busy night, cheap wine and a free show. Sometimes a cute soccer mom or college student will volunteer which can be fun flirting but nothing ever happens.

I first noticed Kim as I was giving my preshow lecture to the volunteers – house rules, audience size, length of show, etc. Her eyes are locked on me, a small smirk on her face. Short cropped strawberry blonde hair. The volunteers are asked to wear black pants and a white shirt. She’s in a tight pencil skirt and a tight white button up which slightly revealed the tops of her little round tits. My focus was totally thrown and I must have stuttered like a fool.

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She knocked at his door a little hesitantly. The hallway was narrow, dirty and it did not smell that good. Hopefully she had not misjudged James. Karen knocked again and pressed her ear against the door to see if she could ascertain any movement. She heard the patter of feet, shuffling of furniture. She knocked a third time a little louder, she was beginning to feel a little exposed out here, she had her hair in a bun, did not wear any makeup. Her feet were clad with a pair of Timberland boots and she wore a beige, Burberry overcoat that descended to about her knees, it was cinched with only the belt.

Looking for input on a story about a Lingerie Sports league

I want to write a story based on a world I’ve created. I’m looking to write a story (probably short to start off) about a bikini wearing sports league, either football or slow pitch softball. I’m looking for help through this writers block. Anything from players to teams, even possible storylines. I’m looking to write back and forth, and turn this into a writing exercise. Any help greatly appreciated!