CAUGHT IN SOMEONE ELSE’S LOVE TRIANGLE (MFF)

THE CHARACTERS:

ANNIE: Not her real name, but it sounds kind of like it. BRENDA: Not her real name, but it sounds kind of like it. ME: 27 year-old law student. Male.

BACKGROUND

These events occur in a large Texas town known for professional sports teams, people who dress in Western wear (yikes!) and lots of churches (double yikes!). There are also lots of schools there. I was a graduate student in one of them. I’m 6 feet tall, brown hair and athletic. I weighed about 170 at the time. I was a pretty big gym rat and had a great build. My social life consisted of going to bars with my friends, meeting girls, getting numbers, trying to get laid, repeat.

I was introduced to a girl by a friend of mine. She was blonde, about 5’4”, cute with a good body. She tended to get really drunk. She was a student too, but not at the school I was attending. I think we fucked the first night we met—if not, it was shortly thereafter. Our relationship consisted of going out, her getting really drunk and fucking a lot. Read more »

Cum Play and Finger Banging [M]

The door clicks closed. Of all the moments that will follow I like to savour this one the most. We both have an idea of what is about to happen but it won’t play out like we are thinking. It would be no fun if it did. We know the smiles on our faces do little to mask the filth in our heads at right now. I want just one thing from her and that is the realization in her face that this hasn’t happened before. That somehow, without trying anything new, she would feel like she had never come like this before. We kiss for a moment and she backs onto the bed. The taste of her lip balm always reminds me of pounding her, I’m not sure when or where but it does; lost in her and violently passionate that’s what it evokes but I’ve never told her that. I keep that for myself. I slowly pull down her knickers to reveal a freshly waxed cunt. I want nothing but to dive into it but that’s not how this plays out. Lifting herself up on her elbows, she starts to trace her foot down my chest. My cock springs up when I quickly dispose of my briefs. She bites her lips with a slight smirk as she looks at me towering over her at the edge of the bed. I notice that she is resisting looking at my rock hard cock. She is teasing herself. She is teasing me. Perfect. Lowering myself I slide my head between her legs, I gently trace my fingers from her calves to her thighs. I kiss around her cunt. Slowly and firmly. She lets her guard down and closes her eyes. She wants to moan, I can see it, but I won’t let her get one out of her mouth, she is subdued to silence by one utterance from me; a soft and loaded ‘shussssh’ which means not yet. She’s then not expecting this, a direct return to play. I give her clit a quick flick of my tongue before sliding the rest of my body right up between her legs. The tip of my cock now able to kiss her cunt as my eyes meet hers. She inhales sharply. And I am rewarded with the knowledge that she really didn’t expect that. I apply pressure with my cock. Then I kiss her, finishing with me biting her lip. It’s cheesy but it’s never unappreciated. My right thumb traces underneath her left breast and up towards her stiff nipple. I feel goose bumps. She wants me in her, to be fucked hard right now and I can’t give it to her. I lift myself up on my knees. She is breathing heavily. I trace her pussy lips with my cock, being careful not to get in too far. I lean back and I let go of my now throbbing cock. From the corner of my eyes I can see her clench her feet. Her legs are restless, she wants more, needs it. I know exactly how wet she is right now, without touching. Again I grip my cock and move it towards her swollen lips, hoping she’ll think it’s going in, it’s not. I have it gripped with one hand but two fingers underneath the shaft ready to slide into her instead. I get my two fingers inside her before she realises it’s not my cock. At long last I get my first uncontrolled moan. This one I knew she couldn’t keep in. There is nothing quite like it. She is not the same from here on in. Control is now literally in my hands alone. I work her slowly with just these two fingers. My palm is facing the ceiling as I make the “come here” gesture with my fingers inside her. She is so fucking wet. Her back is arched. Her eyes are closed. Her moans are low now but that won’t be for long. I bring my head down to her clit and blow on it lightly. She has waited long enough; I put my lips on her clit, sucking lightly. My fingers get faster sliding them back and forth, steadily in and out. And of course a thumb on her clit, now. I trace the fingers on my left hand along her thighs. She moans loudly. It won’t be long now. She comes as loud as I’ve ever heard her come. Her body is shaking as she begins to push her pussy towards my face. I have to taste her properly. My mouth takes her in as I squeeze her thighs with both hands, my tongue and lips lightly sucking in as much as they can reach. She tightens her thighs around my head as I get my tongue deep inside her for the end of her orgasm. She knows what’s next. I rise to my knees. Precum actually dripping from the tip of my cock. A wave of pleasure runs through me as she carefully wipes it off with her finger and tastes me. As always she looks me in the eye, and runs her finger underneath the tip of the head which lights up my dick with pleasure. And I know it’s my turn. I have her hands pinned behind her head pretty quick. In one movement I’m sliding fully inside her. There is the look I’ve wanted on her face. It has taken her till now to realize that it all hasn’t been done like this before. She’s had her orgasm and now she just wants to be fucked hard. I am stretching her nicely. I quickly up the pace to meet her desire. She is building. We both are. I keep a firm steady rhythm. Each stroke is from tip to base. She’ll feel this tomorrow, I want her to. I know she wants to. The thought of her feeling where my cock has been for days sends me over the edge. We both come hard. There is no way she can’t feel my cock pulse inside her. Blindsiding me and swiftly getting the base of my cock, she pulls me out and makes sure the last bit of cum is for her mouth. She has got her wish. We kiss and I find that she hasn’t swallowed….yet. I wasn’t expecting that. I have a new memory to think of now when I taste her lips again. Read more »

Unfulfilled encounter.

Tonight, after chatting to a guy for a couple of days on her, who really knew how to get my pulse racing, I decided I needed a release, a good hard session! I started browsing online adds for guys who are looking to hook up and found a promising one…..not something I've done before! I messaged him and soon God a very nice response. He was local, lived alone, but a goat bit older than me, which is usually a good thing, more experienced and mature makes for a better lover. I told him I wouldn't partake in anything that wasn't protected, which he agreed to. Driving home from work I took a detour to his place, which is only around 15 mins away from my normal route. I knock and a very attractive guy (better than his pics) answers. We stand and exchange pleasantries before he asks if I feel ok about this, no soon that I had said I was nervous but excited he started kissing me. We promptly headed to his bedroom where he, to say the least, went a little faster than I had hoped. I didn't plan on arranging this and goof through with it for a sub-10min fuck with no satisfaction! Needless to say I'm now home with my wand at the ready. I guess I won't be seeing him again!

Sensual, passionate and first time (M/F)

So this was a little story in the past. I was seeing this girl for 2 weeks before we became official (gf/bf) (it was my first real gf while she dated a guy before. (real action starts after the huge space) I think we started off goofing around a lot and we became much more closer (talking about sex and teasing around). We were both 18 at the time. At that point, I never ever kissed a girl, hence even gone further than a hug, while she only kissed a boy before (both virgins). 3 weeks into our relationship, she invites to her house, where she lived with her family (she had a big family), and told me to sneak in. After school, i sneak in and we lie in bed holding hands for a brief moment, while I was out of breath going full 007 trying to sneak into her house. We knew what was going down later at night. Fast forward to the night, while most of the afternoon,we played on the xbox in her room. Her parents are out and us and her siblings (they didn't mind me present and they were pretty chilled about it) gathered around the sofa and watched a move. We had a huge blanket over us and we snuggled together on the huge sofa. Now here comes the action. Read more »

the Swing

Swingers Club

A low-light room with matresses in one half of the room and a swing dead centre. A couple have commandeered the swing. The Girl is on it. (are there any other choices?)

As we both approach slowly to survey (we like to watch.. that's our excuse) the gentleman quite unannounced slowly covers his lady's face with .. a flimsy shawl-like material, and cleverly uses the edges hanging off each side to somehow also tie her wrists to the chains holding it up.

Much murmuring of Appreciation from.. about 3 other couples who have now wandered past. My Girl says 'how Clever He is'

We get closer. He his veeery slowly and gently stroking her face, breasts, arms.. and kissing his Lady.

(Co-incidentally, I had been day-dreaming of doing EXACTLY this setup for mine.. but he beat me to it!)

We stand right in front of her, her legs fully apart to us, feet in the stirrups. We start stroking her legs and feet, all the way up, all the way down. At some point he looks to me, I touch my lips to signify 'is this ok'? He nods. I ask my Dear 'May I?' "yes" Read more »

“Black Coffee, White Milk #2” [MFM, Cuck]

Author's Note…

Now that we're getting into the proverbial good stuff, I wanted to take a moment to talk to you about the style this story is written with. Black Coffee, White Milk features a monologue structure, which I'm not even sure I really like. It's an experiment, and as an experiment, I've been happy with it so far.

Certainly, between this story and A Disappearance at Bear Lake, I've found some new inspiration from adopting unusual formats of story-telling. Whether or not either of them were successful, they both felt like the literary equivalent of Viagra when I was writing them. If any of it has worked for you, please send me a PM and let me know. Like all experiments, I'll take the good results and work with them, while leaving the less favourable results behind.

**"Black Coffee, White Milk #2"**

It's far too early in the morning for me go into any unnecessary details here, but the whole ordeal shocked me. I never knew a negro’s ass could glow so red. I marvelled at how silently she took blow after blow, be it from my hand or from the ruler I took from my desk. Nyomi had mean sweat breaking out of her forehead when I was done with her. Read more »

“Black Coffee, White Milk #1” [MFM, Cuck]

Author's Note…

This story deals with a taboo genre of erotica dubbed raceplay. It's not for everyone and it's certainly an acquired taste. That said, I think you'll find this particular story to be fairly tame, given those standards. There is some racial language, which is worthy of this trigger warning I'm giving it; but all in all, this tale is a harmless one.

The other kink this story deals with is cuckolding. In that aspect, Black Coffee, White Milk serves as a spiritual-succesour to An Invitation to Dinner. If you liked that story and you aren't turned-off by the idea of 'raceplay', then I hope you'll enjoy this one, too.

**"Black Coffee, White Milk #1"**

So, last Wednesday night, I get a call from Tony Marshall — yes, that Tony Marshall: the one who got fired for the cluster-fuck he made outta the McGreggory account back in the 70’s.

A Family Fewed [FmMD] [anal] [inc] [reluc] [preg]

Once there was a horny young buck who wanted a vagina. Tarquin thought that he was very malleable with his bulging genitalia. Yet whenever he had a venereal disease he would get jellified beyond control.

“Wow! It is so crusty. Why is it so jiggly?” he whimpered playfully. Meanwhile his mother found her knickers in his satchel covered in goey man-juice.

“Oh my, this smells like his floral puckered todger,” she gasped in anticipation. Tentatively, she licked it and gushed appreciatively.

“Mother! What tomfoolery are you up to?”

“Son, I was merely checking your disease with my cunt.” They embraced jovially and Syphillia began to nibble her son’s jelly excretions.

“Oh god, this feels like heaven on wheels. You make my appendages vibrate.” Outside, the father – Denny – was peeking in while thumping his todger aggressively.

“What a beautiful anus he possesses, plump, rigid, bouncing with fervour under piles of jelly excretions. This familial bonding makes my nipples turgid.”

As the pair slowly accelerated into an unrestrained frenzy, the thrusts were reaching new levels of springiness, sending the putrid puss outward and making the mother choke joyously. Read more »

“A Disappearance at Bear Lake #2” [MFf, BDSM, NC]

Chapter Two: Off the Record

The following is a series of diary fragments, retrieved from the fireplace by Rick Summers, prior to his divorce. This is where the off the record story starts…

It’s evident from looking at the torn pages that some attempt was made by Mrs. Summers to dispose of her diary pages in the fireplace, but she was clearly unsuccessful. Accounts given by the cleaning lady suggest Mrs. Summers had began consuming multiple bottles of red wine a night at the time, which could explain her seeming incompetence.

No dates are present on any of the fragments, making it difficult to determine their chronological order. I’ve made the most educated guess I possibly could.

Diary Fragment, One of Eight:

—dreamt about him again last night. ~~Always that fireplac~~ During the day, I try my hardest to not remember what happened to us. ~~in that cab~~ But it’s an impossible task.

Rick has started asking questions. He dropped a plate last night and I screamed out loud. It was the sound that got me, like a whip being cracked. It was like I'd turn around and there he'd be, standing right behind me. Read more »