[F/M] The time we got free Arby’s

…and then he grabbed my titty like I grab an Arby's roast beef, full palm and squeeze. I moaned and bucked against him.

"Harder… God please," I gasped desperately.

Speaking of Arby's roast beefs, we were on their premise. Specifically, in the woman's bathroom. Both us were just a little tipsy, a little full, and wholly horny.

My eyes lowered to his manhood, already full mast. I shuddered and grabbed him close, rubbing him between my lips the way I knew he liked. He moaned in my ear, louder this time. Heedless of the public indecency, I echoed his moans.

'Babe please,' I wanted him to give me a milkshake so bad. God, I wanted him to shake my milk…shakes. Maybe I already did, there was definitely a boy in my yard.

Well, time to make milkshakes out of my God-given shaker. Luke looked at me curiously as I dislodged myself from our tangle on the ground and pushed him against the wall with tipsy legs, right next to the automatic hand dryer. I grabbed his thick meat again with my palm, and this time began pumping away in earnest. My tongue flicked on his tip tantalizing the way I knew him. But I was drunk, he was full on tipsy, and it was time to get kinky. Read more »

[MF oral] Shawna: Roma Revenge – Part VIII – Going downtown

I slept like a baby that night, awaking refreshed despite Katlyn’s ominous words. I was surprised to see myself in the mirror, grinning like an idiot. Apparently, I’d been carrying a lot of stress around since my change, because I’d never seen Shawna looking so happy. I’d never felt so good, either. It still felt like I’d just had a weight lifted from me, and my back wasn’t even sore from Kat’s treatment. I went into the office, light on me feet and greeting people as I walked by them.
Pam came by my office soon after I’d settled in. “Wow, Mary wasn’t lying,” she said, leaning against my doorframe. “You’re practically glowing this morning!”
I chuckled. “I guess I woke up on the right side of the bed.”
“And whose bed might that be?”
“Pam, you’re HR, shouldn’t you be telling me not to make that exact type of comment?”
She rolled her eyes. “Sure, whatever. Have you thought about my offer? You really brighten this place up, your work seems as solid as your brother’s, and let’s face it, we need more women around here!”
I tried not to think about the problems with that statement. Still, it would be a bad idea to burn my bridges. “Tell you what,” I told her, “I’m supposed to be gone after this week. Come Monday, if I’m still around, I’ll take the job.” Besides, I didn’t add, if I was still around Monday, then “Shawn” would need a new, more long-term reason to be absent.
“Deal,” Pam said eagerly. “I’ll put the paperwork together. You won’t regret it.” Read more »

[M/F] New experiences with the wife

Let me first start off by stating my wife was raised super religious. The kind that makes you feel guilty just thinking about sex. Took some time but I have gotten her past that and things have been getting much more exciting in the bedroom.

Anyway flash forward to a couple years ago when I decided to go for the back door. Nothing to risky, just a finger across the asshole and a little bit of lube. She was pretty embarrassed but went with the flow and as it turned out she enjoyed the new sensation.

As time went on she would be the one begging for ass play. Still wasn't to sure about penetration. She wanted it but was still having feelings of guilt. I found some reading material for her to help ease her mind. So there we are going at it heavy cowgirl, her favorite, and when I put my finger on her hole she grabbed my hand and forced it inside her. Needless to say it was all I could do not to cum immediately! Read more »

That time I got DP’d by my then BF and his best friend

I have made it a little goal of mine to experience alot of things sexually before I am too old and get married/kids etc. This was with my then boyfriend at the time Dean.

Dean was dark skinned and played basketball at the college we both attended. We met at a party and really hit it off and it wasnt long before we were a thing. Dean had a few friends but there was one guy he was particularly close too (Shaun).

The sex with Dean was amazing, he was well hung and stretched my pussy every time we fucked. I loved the feeling of having something in my ass while we fucked so often he satisfied me by sliding a finger or two into my tight ass while we fucked or inserted a plug that he picked out himself.

We often joked about me getting tag teamed and DP'd and used it as dirty talk while he slid inside me. I hadn't let Dean in my ass before, the thought of him stretching out my ass like he did my pussy was something that scared me. This was something I was going to have to overcome if I was going to go through with this. Read more »

He Tells Me Not to Call Him James [MF]

Mahogany. That's what I think it is called. You know. That rich wood important people have. Anyway, that's what greets me upon arriving: a huge mahogany door.

I don't know whether to knock on it or simply wait in the hallway. I don't know what I am to him. I don't– but, interrupting my thoughts, the door swings open. Wide. Inside is only darkness, however, and it scares me. Who opened the door?

I tentatively walk closer, pulling down the short skirt I was instructed to wear by official.

As I get nearer, I see a single candle lit by a pristine leather couch on which sits a man with his feet up. His eyes are piercing. His hair looks cool as fuck. He's wearing an expensive suit. I can tell that even from here. Hmmm…

I almost tiptoe to the door in response to seeing this mysterious figure in such a relaxed position. I take a deep breath and knock on the door frame.

"Come in. That's why the door's open. Come the fuck in." The man says, gruffly, not moving an inch.

"I– I'm sorry. I didn't know. I.." I stammer. Read more »

Mixed messages never felt so good [FM]

DISCLAIMER- I do not condone sex while intoxicated/under the influence of substances that cloud cognition. Consent is the only thing that separates sex from rape.

Awkward, clumsy, uncoordinated, embarrassing and noisy in all the wrong ways.

But fucking amazing

I'd had a crush on him for ages, We'd been close friends for years and as teenagers we innocently shared a bed at sleepovers, He'd always been the perfect gentleman, offering to take the couch or the floor, and I'd always been a flirt, saying i'm cold or afraid of things that go bump in the night and would rather he share my bed.

I started to wonder if he was daft or just too polite to assume, so I psyched myself up and I told him that I had never felt the way he made me feel. He had told me a he wasn't attracted to me and he wasn't interested in me "that way".

So I wasn't expecting anything to ever happen. Read more »

[F, Fictional Monster] Beauty and the Beast

“The jury has returned with their verdict. The defendant, April Taylor, has been found guilty of 20 counts of bestiality, 256 counts of videotaping bestiality, and 276 counts of harassing Sasquatches.”

I couldn’t help but smile as the judge read the verdict. Had it really been that many times?

“Ms. Taylor, I sentence you to pay a fine of $110,000 and to serve ten years for each count of harassing Sasquatches, to be served concurrently, and five years for each count of bestiality and videotaping bestiality, also to be served concurrently but not during your time served for harassing Sasquatches,” the judge said.

A police officer came to lead me out of the courtroom. Before I left, I turned back to see my parents and siblings before the officer hauled me off to jail. Their heads were all down – presumably too ashamed of me to look. I couldn’t blame them, but I have no guilt for what I’ve done.

The officer placed me in handcuffs and together we walked in silence to a county van, where I was then told I would serve my 15-year sentence at the Washington State Women’s Correctional Center in Acme, Washington. Acme is only about half an hour away from my ranch in Glacier. Read more »

Thanksgiving at my (f)amilies (fm)

Thanksgiving was coming up and my family had invited me home as always for the holiday. Since I had been telling them all about Ben they invited me to bring him along so that they could meet him. I asked Ben and he was more than happy to take a road trip to my home with me.

I picked up Ben in my car and we started our trip to my families house. When we got there my sister was the first to greet us and meet Ben. The whole way there Ben explained how nervous he was but I told him to relax. He immediately got along with my sister and they were joking around about my driving habits. Not long after my parents came in the room and welcomed Ben. My mother fell in love when she met him but it took my dad a little bit longer to come around. Being the dad and all he had to play the protective father role and give Ben a hard time. But as the week went on and more family started to arrive at our house, my dad and Ben seemed to be getting along just fine. Read more »

Two fun highlights to a tiring convention weekend (F/M)

My convention weekend got off to the worst start possible – I'd planned to meet someone as soon as I arrived in the area, but a family phone call meant I missed the train I planned to catch, the train I did catch got delayed, and then when I got there I couldn't get an Internet connection for the life of me to get in touch with them and my hotel room wasn't ready to end a miserable day so far.

After almost an hour of sulking and queuing to get into the show and wander around until my room was ready (although they at least let me leave my cases there), I finally managed to check in and get to my room. Flopping onto the bed to destress for a moment, I checked my phone to find I was still having no real luck with Internet access, but I did have a text message from a guy I'd met and talked with for a while the last time the event had rolled around asking if I was there for the weekend. Read more »

[M/F] “do you have a towel nearby?” “no, I have a mouth”

Very quick backstory: My ex hated giving oral, rarely even wanted sex, and would only do missionary and cowgirl occasionally. So I wasn't very versed when I met Kelly after the breakup.

Kelly was the exact opposite of my ex. A thick girl with short blond hair, vulgar with a potty mouth. Loved to suck my cock but loved even more being fucked from behind, two things I didn't have much experience with when we met.

After the break up I tried the online dating thing and we found each other fairly quickly. A day or two of chatting and she invited me over to watch movies and totally nothing else. I was so nervous that I may have drank a little too much while we were watching the movie. Afterwards we sat in the dark and chatted for a while, chatting turned into a silly game of truth or dare. "I dare you to kiss me" I'm quite a charmer when I drink. The kiss led to making out, the making out led to groping, the groping led to "Okay let's go to my room". Like something out of a movie, our clothes were in a trail leading from the living room to her bedroom. Read more »