Mid-Ball Delight [M/F]

(When I speak about my college in this story, I'm talking about my college of Oxford University. Essentially, it's a collection of student residence buildings but also a social centre for members of that college, so the main building contains a dining hall, function hall, student rooms, bar, etc. This becomes relevant later.)

It was the biggest ball of term – black tie, of course. I took my time getting ready. Mind you, he wouldn't be there; this was just for me. A tiny cocktail dress followed by a slightly longer blazer. Hair up elegantly. Done.

I left my room and walked carefully downstairs in my heels, already hearing the jazz coming from the hall. Befriending the person handing out champagne ending up being a good decision and, half a bottle in, I was ready to dance. Before that, though, my friends pulled me in for a group photo and posted it on Facebook.

I danced for an hour, then went to the bar for a drink. While I was waiting I checked my phone. There was a text from him: “You look delicious.” I was turned on right away, but ignored my body long enough to get a G & T. Sipping it, I watched the posh boys dance under old chandeliers and decided against replying to him over text. Read more »

Poker with my wife, her bf and my fwb

For those who haven't read my previous stories I'm Kai (36) my wife is Haley (34) the bf Ian is (29 I think now) and my fwb Laura is about 31.

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If you don't understand Texas Hold em you may need to look up some bits.

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"Two pair on Queens" smiled Ian as the sandy haired and broad shouldered guy placed his cards down on the table. Haley and I had folded when Laura and Ian started bidding stupidly out of nowhere. The hands can't have been that good as they were looking apprehensive right up to the river then went crazy. Presumably both had a Queen in hand. Laura my raven haired, amber skinned and large chested fwb purred "Don't beat my witches honey" as she dropped her pair of Queens onto the table with a smirk.

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"Well shit." Cursed Ian with a smirk "I thought I had you."

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She hears Him [MF]

"I had sooooo much fun last week, you know that?" and She was smiling and He so he had to believe it, she was giggling as well and dancing around on her tippy toes, the pinnacle of excitement.

"You want to do that again, have me take you?" He grinned as well now, remembering sliding his fingers down her throat until she gagged and playing out some rather dirty fantasies with her socks.

She laughed, "I want to do THAT again, but it's my turn this time, Silly Man!" She was much more confident this time. He asked her if she had ideas, and she replied: "You think I'd be this giggly if I didn't?" She was really drumming up the cuteness and her face had that iconic tilt to it that displayed playful questioning.

"I guess not, I guess not. So, what's up?"

AHAHA, she laughed, "You didn't tell me the whole plan, did you, and I know your pervy brain had that all inside. Listen, I get to be confident and brave now, right? I didn't reject you once, not once, not even when what you asked me to do pushed me to my very limits. I probably stuttered, and I was certainly quiet, but I followed directions, didn't I? Don't answer that, if you agree I did well, drop your drawers so I can suck your cock, I really want to suck your cock." Read more »

My (f21) works Christmas party did not end well!

Please bare with me because I'm not good at stories! But I do feel the need to get this off my chest aha.

I have a boyfriend but I may have sortve semi-cheated on him last weekend at my annual works Christmas party. I work in the recruitment side of a medium-sized call centre of about 400 people and the party was at a local restaurant/bar, I had quite a lot to drink, as did most people of course.

At first I wasn't doing anything wrong and was having a good night with my two friends i work with, until I bumped into one of the call centre supervisors I have a bit of a thing for and we started flirting, just harmless messing around at first and having a bit of a dance. The only issue came later when the venue closed and we all slowly went home. He told me he'd ordered a taxi and that we'd share one because I was quite drunk and he wanted to make sure I got home okay. I naturally thought he was being quite nice so we both walked to the nearest taxi rank and it was only about halfway there that he started to get a bit too close but I was far too drunk to care. Read more »

Jawbreaker

That is your nickname. You know who you are. Enjoy ;)

December 24th, just before store closing. We are chatting away, and the store is completely empty, except for you looking over your department, and me, the guy who has 100% of his attention on you. I am kneeling down, looking your way in silence. You are bent over at the waist and sorting out the arrow head packages on the shelves, pointing your ass directly in my face. I am literally 30 centimeters away from your skin tight jeans, wondering how the jeans are riding up so close up your crotch, outlining every curve of your sexy body. You continue to carry on the conversation of a well trained salesperson.

You answer me by saying that you are in fact not wearing underwear, and ask if I can tell, with a daring grin. I reply, "well yes I can. and I'm going commando as well!"

You peak back at me, but I continue to stare. You smile, and slide a foot out of your black boots, raising it towards me. You know I have a foot fetish, so you purposely removed your socks. I look down at your foot, and lick my lips. Seeing the soft shiny sole of your bare foot, I began to fidget, trying to hide my raging hardon. Read more »

[F45/M41] The Widow and The Engineer: Deepthroat Lesson Number One.

Mmm. The Engineer. This man is about 5'10, blonde crew cut, strong builder's body, eyes the colour of the mid-morning sky, and a voice like buttah. And his cock…8 inches of thick uncut marvelousness. This wasn't the first time I'd sucked his cock. We'd had an encounter a few months earlier at his office up north of where I work–and it was then that I realized just how much I needed to learn how to deepthroat…and the Engineer's cock was the cock I wanted to pop my deepthroat cherry. We chatted since then, but never seemed to click until this week. Christmas Eve, he was off and I was getting off work early–so we decided to meet up at his office again.

The first encounter was at night–in the daytime, it was way different. It felt naughtier this time around, like one of his employees would walk in on us while I had his thick cock in my mouth. I walked in, and he was sitting there with a noticeable bulge in his jeans…we chatted for a moment, and then he undid his belt and I felt myself getting wet at the thought of getting my first lesson in how to deepthroat. Read more »

Island Vacation pt5 [mf][ff][oral]

Click on my name for previous parts of this story.

"Renauld, we have to go after them," Robby screamed as Renauld throttled the old fishing boat down.

"It would do no good," Renauld said with a helpless shrug. "This boat is too old. That ship is already going faster than we can go."

I watched Robby's face screw up in frustration for a moment, then he ran to the side rail to scream, "Sarah! Sarah!"

It was no use. The wind was blowing in our faces and Sarah was still trying to push away the guy forcing his kiss on her. Some of the other people on the deck were laughing at her feeble attempts to defend herself. I swear, no matter how much I hated my sister, if I had a gun right then I'd shoot that bastard or die trying.

I pulled out my cell phone but cursed when I saw no bars. On impulse, I started snapping pictures, zooming in as close as I could. The boat was passing ours just then, so the shots were clear. Then back of their boat threw up a larger wake as it accelerated toward open water. My stomach clenched as I read the name painted across the stern; Stolen Kisses. I stared, helpless, wanting to cry and scream at the same time. Read more »

Fun in Public – [mf], [bdsm], [exh]

Conrad waited for her on the second floor of the enormous penthouse apartment. Standing in an alcove that overlooked the party down below, he studied the crowd. Katherine was looking for him, a thought that made his chest tighten. He liked the thought of her searching for him, her thoughts on him, her eyes searching for him in the crush of people.

From the distance, her floor length strapless dress looked black, but Conrad was certain it was navy. The material was light and frothy, floating back from a high split up the middle that revealed barely-there silver heels and the smooth length of leg up to her knee.

Conrad could have watched her forever.

But eventually he took the elevator down to the first floor and worked his way through crowd to her.

“You look amazing,” he said, and then realized that didn’t really get across his reaction to her hair glossy and smooth on her shoulders, her bare neck that was beautiful without jewelry. He added, “I could lick you from head to toe.”

Katherine said, “You look quite nice yourself.” Read more »