[M/F] The Work Break Quickie

For my second story I'm going to talk about the quickie with my long term girlfriend at the time. Name changed for obvious reasons. Nicole was 5 years younger than me. I was able to meet her through my job and we immediately hit it off. She studies at the local university and we shared the same interests. In total we were together for a little over three years. We had the marriage talk, planned the future, etc. Things just didn't work out though. Nicole was the same height as me 5'10 and was around 145. Blonde hair, green eyes, an amazing round bottom, and B/small C cup boobs. She had really nice boobs even though she hated them. I went three years without and real nipple or boob play. Times were tough on that front. Anyways, she has (had?) amazingly tight and pretty pussy. I was her second BJ, and I took her virginity. She was the first woman I ever fucked bare and came inside of. She was on birth control of course. Getting off inside her only happened like three times because she didn't trust it, so those times were a treat for me. I could tell many stories about Nicole and myself but for the time being I'll tell the one thy sticks out in my mine the most. "The Work Break Quickie". After losing her virginity Nicole became very cock hungry. One time, over the course of a day we literally fucked like 5 or 6 times. She was by far one of the wettest pussies I have ever had the pleasure of being inside. It was like a faucet had turned on. I was off this particular spring/summer day and I received a text from Nicole that afternoon talking about how horny she was. I used this opportunity to sext things up and drive her crazy. She told me to stop since we wouldn't have time to do anything after she got off work. Being the good, mature boyfriend I listened. In turn I started using the thoughts of her turned on as one of those long, sensual masturbation session all of us men long for. Some time later, my phone does the double vibration signaling a text message. It read, "Going on break at 6. Pull around to the back of the parking lot and be ready to fuck." I don't know how long I had been peaking myself, but I was kinda pissed. I wasn't going to last long at all, (worked out perfectly since it was just a quickie though). I was pre-cumming everywhere, but I quickly threw on a shirt and some basketball shorts. I drive up and pull to the back of a parking lot. There are some trees and an embankment in front of the car, and to the right was the block walls that held trash dumpsters inside them. The problem came from the left side. There was a small distance and a a rise to another parking lot going into another retail store. At 6pm this retail store was busy too. Damn staggered retail set up! Cars were always circling behind her store too. Risky situation. So in my struggle to comprehend the very public situation I find myself in she comes up to the passenger door and gets inside. We have a quick kiss and she take my hand and puts it on her crotch, it's soaked. She says, "No foreplay, put it in me and let's do this." I needed no further encouragement as I slid my shorts down revealing my hard dick. She was doing the same with her pants when she reached over to give me a squeeze. My dick had that deep red/purple color that it gets when you are close to getting off. "Been playing with your self, huh?" She knew me well. She continues removing her standard black retail pants revealing her perfectly shaved and wet pussy. Nicole didn't wear underwear, she always said it allowed her "lady to breathe." I was worried about her taking them all of the way off in our present situation but she silenced my by removing them completely and spreading her legs revealing her glistening vagina. "Now" was all she said, and I quickly listened. I climbed over the console and in between her legs. I slid in like there was no resistance and started pumping away. Unfortunately, I couldn't look down at her. My eyes were scanning all over my right shoulder and out the back window. She used one of her hands and started playing with her clit. I do remember that she kept saying to concentrate on her because nobody was going to see us. She was probably right as the sun was now going down, but I was still l worried. She told me to speed up and I started thrusting faster and pushing deeper. Soon she started to wimper and her body convulsed as she got off. The heat from her orgasm was pulling me close to bursting. However, I'm still stupidly looking around when I spot a man leaving the store, looking our way while speaking to his wife. I'm my panic I drop right on top of her. Obviously, the man was just talking and concentrating on his wife, not us. Somehow that didn't piss Nicole of to the point to where she got up and left. She said, "Don't worry about anyone they can't see us." "Think about getting off and how hot this is". At this point we have probably been going at it for 4 or 5 minutes. I start thrusting once again with renewed vigor, since he scare has brought me down from the point of no return. She started saying things like how good my dick felt sliding inside her and how she could feel it swell, knowing I was getting close. I asked to get off inside her. She wouldn't let me though. I told her how hot it would be with my hot sticky cum inside and dripping out of her as she finished her shift. She continued to give a firm no. I then switched tactics to getting off in her mouth. She seemed to consider this, but her sensibilities took over and she realized that in our front seat situation I would likely miss her mouth and end up on her face or all over her clothes. This exchange lasted between 30-40 seconds. After she shut down the mouth idea she started unbuttoning the front of her button down shirt. One, two, three, then soon all of the buttons were off. She spread her shirt open revealing the blue and white polka dot bra she often wore. Her breast were swollen, even on her back they looked so nice and round. One of them (sorry can't remember which one) had slid up in the bra revealing just a little bit of the brown areola. "Shoot it all over my stomach.but doing get it on my face and neck." My mission was to reveal the rest of that beautiful boob. Like I stated before Nicole hated her boobs and never took her bra off during sex. I was going to thrust that damn nipple out! I started jack hammering as hard as I could. Unfortunately, 10 seconds in nature overtook determination and I felt it. I tried to hold as long as I could, but I couldn't last any longer. In my split second mind I thought about pushing deep and shooting the first shot inside her before pulling out Thankfully I didn't, (men who have unprotected sex without birth control, that thought us how you have children!) I pulled out and stroked myself on her stomach. One two, three, four shots came out. These weren't the big firing shot from my last story. They were the thick, gooey cumshots, they always feel so much better coming through and out of my shaft. I watched these shots land in her belly button, (she had an innie). Nicole made a statement about how purple my dick was. I disregarded that comment though. I had a new mission, fill that belly button as much as I could. I continued getting off. The earlier teasing, combined with the voyeurism resulted in the largest visible cumshot to date. I'm sure I've had one equal or larger but I couldn't physically see it. After the conclusion, I came to my senses and she was saying, "damn" and laughing. My legs were shaking and I was starting to cramp. I looked down and saw a puddle around her belly button. She continued laughing and said how good that must have felt for me. She ran her index finger through the goo and said it was "my lake." She pulled her finger out of it and in its thickness strung and and dripped off her finger. She said how she had never seen it that thick before. Then she dipped it back in and twirled her finger wrapping it in my cum. She brought it up to her mouth and closed her lips around the finger as she sucked it clean. Nicole paused for a second before she swallowed and said, "I don't like it thick, it feels weird." By this time I was back in the driver's seat getting my shorts on. She asked what I had to clean up the mess. I looked in the console but I was out of my trusty napkins. Thankfully my tennis bag was in my back seat. I unzipped the side zipper to took out one of my Nike bananas. She used that to clean up and put her pants back on. As she started buttoning up her shirt I took one last look at her bra. I hadn't succeeded, she scooted back up and her boob fell back into place as she finished buttoning it up. We chatted for a few minutes and then she kissed me goodbye and went back to work. I looked at the clock, the whole sex session lasted around 5-6 minutes. She text me when she got home and told me that she masturbated in the shower thinking about the quickie. Nicole was fascinated with his much I had shot but we never got that much volume before. Instead she turned her attention to how far she could get me to shoot. I'll tell some of those stories in the future.

Witchy [MF]

We haven't talked in years. The rift between Ashley and me started when we left high school. I moved into the city and she didn't want to leave her home town. I've always been a wanderer and understood her strong feelings for home and family. I kissed her on the lips for the first time as I said goodbye. We didn't keep in touch after that. I spent a lot of time working and dating casually. I've always been a bit of a sexual deviant and it made for a fun pass time. I was laying in bed, reading, my lover laying asleep next to me, bruises and welts showing under her still damp skin. The light glinted off the curves of her figure, her skin still with a hint of sex and sweat on it. My phone lit up, being silenced. Reaching for my phone, I saw an unknown number on the screen. "Hello, Wolfy." My head tilted to the side and I stared. Only one person had ever called me that. "Hey Witchy, how are you?" A simple message, we always slipped back into a comfortable place together talking. "Can't sleep per usual. Whatcha been up to?" Thus began our talk. The catching up. She had left her fiancé at the alter, already having caught him cheating. And she lived in the same town still. A small-town girl to the end. After work the next day I showered and changed at work and went straight to visit her, my bag packed in my truck.

Male Stripper vs. 7 Women [MFFFFFFF]

Male Stripper Dion here again. For those who didn't read my earlier story, I regularly blog about male stripping and my shows here: http://malestripping.blogspot.com

Here's my Instagram, which has pics of me and some of the parties: https://instagram.com/malestripperdion/

Without further ado, here's another story that happened a bit later in my career as a male stripper. Out of the thousands of women I have stripped for over the years, this group was the wildest by far.


The wildest party of my career happened to be a 40th birthday party with seven women in attendance. When the customer told me that her friends were “wild,” I nodded along. I’ve heard that proclamation before only to meet a room full of female zombies.

This time the girls gave a new meaning to the term “wild.”

My routine started out as a surprise for the birthday lady. Her friends blindfolded her and ushered me into the living room where the birthday lady was sitting in a chair unaware of her surroundings. Rock music from the 80’s played in the background. One was giving the birthday lady a lap dance, giggling the entire time. Upon my approach, she withdrew and swapped places with me, so I could dance in front of birthday lady.

Wish you were home [m][f]

This is a stand alone story, but is also a continuation of my previous.

If you haven't read it, don't worry.


Landing back in my home town is like learning you've got cancer. It might be terminal, might not be, but it's going to fucking suck until you're free of it.

My parent's greeted me at the airport with their plastic smiles. It was like they were celebrating a windfall of cash. Somehow all of their crazy rage subsided when they learned I might have money. Same old same old.

But I wasn't here for my parents, and the celebration wasn't supposed to be about me. The only reason I flew in was to celebrate Alice's graduation from highschool, and her 18th birthday that I had missed… I guess all the birthdays I had missed, really, but I seemed to be stuck on the last one mentally when I saw her.

I had escaped the hell hole that was that town and that family, and I wanted to give Alice the same opportunity. I hadn't seen her in 7 years, so I was worried that I would arrive to find that she was a clone of my parents.

Annaleise.

Annaliese found herself feeling exposed, open and vulnerable, yet in no true danger. She had been intimate with Andrew before but this was different, far more personally and intimate. This wasn’t Andrew exerting his will over her, it was Annliese trusting him enough to care for both their needs while she was in this state.

When she had first voiced her curiosity regarding bondage, Annaliese wasn’t certain how her partner would react. At first he thought it was a curiosity borne from the latest media craze but she quickly reassured him that it was not. She’d read intimate literature before, from romance to light erotica, yet she had always been aware of the possibility of bondage. With the current social trend it had merely seemed like the safest time to mention her curiosity. Andrew was all too happy to oblige.

Coworker + strip club = an unbelievable story

It's a tough story to believe, I KNOW, but hey, sexuality isn't a light switch or an absolute. It's a scale, a scale that has many factors and each one of us have a personal limiter on it. So when I said I was with a lesbian, you have to understand that the label is just a 'general' guideline. Let's not try to put everyone we know inside a nice, neat, little box, mmmkay? Now that we have that established, listen to may tale about Melissa.

For those who don't know her, she's tall, about my height, but not lanky, nor is she thick. She has this amazing athletic-meets-average body type. We've worked together for a few years. Perhaps knowing she was gay made it easy to not think about every little thing I said. Perhaps for her too, since we joked with each other a lot. There was this immediate comfortability factor that was quite evident from the first day. She has light hazel eyes, brown hair that she usually has somewhat dyed blonde, and an amazing smile. Probably why I liked joking with her so much, was to watch that smile almost never leave her face.

Everything was going so well this time…[mf] [steampunk] [catgirl]

"Everything of value in the bag! Jewelry, watches, cufflinks, purses, wallets!" I command. I walk around to each of the sixty or so guests in turn, chewing on a slice of meat pie I pilfered from the kitchen when I tied up the cooks. Whoever owns this house has got a good chef. It really was a nice party until I showed up.

"I want your money, not your lives." I warn. "But if any of you try to become a hero, I won't think twice before putting you down!"

"Who the fuck are you!? I…" That's all he gets out before I put one in his chest.

Thick liquid sprays the guests near him and covers his tux in a sea of red. He's on the ground before his wife even thinks to scream. If she weren't such a blubbering mess already she would notice he's still breathing. These new non lethal rounds that artificer gave me are perfect.

"Anyone else?" I ask.

No reply.

Everything is going so well this time.

Losing my virginity at Wizard World [F/M]

My best friend invited me to go with him to Dallas (well, Arlington but close enough) for Wizard World around the time they first started having them in Dallas, probably 2003. I leapt at the chance to have access to more comics and figures than our tiny store had, especially since the next closest store was over forty miles away- and, come on, I'd never been a convention before! It was (and still is) the holy grail of geekdom. It was super short notice but I wanted to try my hand at cosplay and just barely managed to scrape together a passable Jubilee costume (that I still cringe about to this day) before we had to hit the road.

The drive was long and boring and stupid but I was so excited to go to convention and so happy to go to a city that had more than two stop lights that everything seemed magical. We stopped at truck stops and ate way too much candy because we were young and stupid with way too much con cash to blow.

Christmas Eve Sex, Six Months in the Making. (M/F)

This post is about a girl I met a few years ago and the first of many of our sexual escapades.

It took place two years ago with a girl I met through a dating site. Let's call her Krista. She is a thin, fit girl with a constantly changing hair cut, tight round butt and jellyfish tattoo running down her side. Gorgeous girl, and very outgoing.

It's mid July and I talk to Krista for a little while before we decide to hang out, and I decide we shoukd meet at a hookah bar on campus at my University. She's extremely nice, prettier than her photos (which never happens) and we hit it off.

We go on a few dates after where we hook up and continue to get to know each other. There's extreme chemistry brewing. I even come to see her when she goes back to school about an hour and a half drive from my place and stay the night.

M/F making his top five

It was a joke at first. He asked me if I practiced and I coyly replied how? You're always busy…so busy I'm begging you He said I dunno…with a fruit or vegetable that's cock shaped. I laughed. Looked at him and laughed more. That's what I heard they do in like sex classes or whatever. I was almost in tears. OMG what?! What the hell are you talking about? That's just what I've heard. I glanced out the window to our left brand new apartments and the start of yet another shopping center to our right lovely untouched trees and a valley that was newly scalped. I turned to him and said this is probably going to be our last hurrah. They're taking all our trees, Christ! I mean you need to keep a few up. He agreed and we pulled past the area we called our spot. A crew was clearing it out. Damn he said. He circled back. So you don't take classes, do you ever practice? In what way? With like a carrot…? No! You mean I wasn't supposed to nosh on carrots like bugs bunny? We both laughed. He pulled into some brush behind a future development site sign. It's sexy what you do. How you do it and that you take pride in your work. Hey…I gotta make someone's top five. We got out of the car. The weather was cool with a light breeze thanks to that storm outta Mexico. He held my hand and guided me through the tangle of weeds and tree limbs until he found a small stump. Not bad, you can have a seat he grinned and immediately started undoing his pants. I teased him to come down here on my break just so I could see if playing with his perineum was really all it was cracked up to be. I read a small blurb in MH mag and baited him. His interest was piqued and now it was show time. I placed a hand on his left thigh and slowly brought his boxers down. He had that idiotic expression of a spoiled child on Christmas day. I licked the tip tantalizing slow and per his preference licked him from his balls up the frenulum or underside of the shaft. Back over to the tip where I sucked on it for a few moments before bringing more of him into my mouth. I took a breath and inquired again: You really use Irish Spring? Yeah. Seriously? Why do I taste soapy? No you taste like vanilla. I swear this exquisite man and his fabulous cock does. I wear lipstick and chapstick underneath. I hadn't thought of it until now but I don't own anything vanilla flavored. I kept going small breaks to get the sides of his shaft nice and slick so I could jerk him a bit. I held one hand around his balls and brought my middle finger towards the perineum my other hand was either massaging his thigh or being clasped under his massive palm. I could feel him tremble as I rounded the tip again. He said he loved that suction sound so I indulged him he began tugging on my ponytail damn oh damn girl! He bobbed me a bit then allowed me a breather while he rubbed his hard dick along my lower lip. I went all in and he bobbed me again. Open up a little more he said. I tried to suppress the gag I felt coming on. I was mildly successful. He held me there and gripped at my hair again. I played around with his balls and kept the rhythm he guided me to. I'm gonna cum he said almost breathlessly I tapped a bit on his perineum again before he thrust himself deep into my throat. He did it a few times and I luxuriated in his groans. I felt his warm ejaculate glide down into me. He wasn't done I sucked a bit more and he came again. I watched his entire body quake. He stood dumbfounded speechless before shaking his head Scooby-Doo style. We smiled at each other and I offered him a seat beside me on the stump. He pulled up his pants and we walked towards the car he was still recovering. Did I make the cut? You're definitely on my list he said