I'm on short final to producing my first porno movie on blu-ray (shooting starts in october) but I'm having trouble creating a background story for the film. You guys look like a very creative bunch so maybe you could help me spice it up? I'll send a free copy of the movie to whoever helps me. Basic story goes: girl on the phone with male character getting ready to go out (nude/underwear shots of the female#1) goes to a nightclub, sleeps with another girl(girl girl scene), blacks out, wakes up and sneaks out for a bath (masturbation scene), enter the male character with a suitcase back from a business trip (boy girl scene with female #2), female#1 comes back from the bath and joins the fun. There can't be too much complicated dialogue as the actors are all beginners but they do ok with the simple lines. I was also thinking about adding another male character for a mfm scene. All ideas welcome :)
I’m back. College Story: Mind Blowing Sex With the Girl From Work Who Wasn’t my Type [m/f]
Some of you might remember me. I posted under a different ironman name up until recently. I deleted my account, because it got hacked. Some of the stories I posted over the last couple of years are gone forever from reddit, so I figured I would come back and start posting some old ones. I will post new stories as well when I have a chance. Here is an old one. Hope you enjoy:
Like I've said in previous posts. I figured it would be fun to go back to my promiscuous (man-whore) days and recall some of the stories from back then. Not to be arrogant, but I am generally considered a really good-looking guy (used to model, 6’3”, dark hair, blue eyes, swimmers build, workout regularly), so that enabled me to have quite a fun sex life. These stories are 100% true and not embellished in any way. I think that a straight honest story even if not as exciting at times is a bigger turn on, so that is what I will continue to try to give.
I have a master now (f/M)
I have a master now. And he's wonderful and kind and handsome – I think. I've never actually seen him. But I belong to him. Well I'm slowly starting to. I like him. So much, too much for never having seen him. He tells me he's tall and strong and sort of Italian and I believe him. Sometimes I feel like an idiot but I stay. I ask him questions and he just ignores them. He chooses what he wants to acknowledge. It's incredibly annoying. And somehow exciting.
I've pretended to submit to a few men but it was never real. I thought they were if not stupid, at least not as smart as me. I could see through them too easily. I like that he could have a real hold on me. That he tells me to act out kinks I'd never even thought of.
He did relent once. He let me see him but I missed it. My face was buried into my pillow and my ass was in the air and I missed him.
Visiting the Dealership MMMF
The Dealership
Waving a magic wand (F/M)
I bet you clicked on this thinking it would be about me having sex dressed as a wizard, didn't you? Sorry to disappoint…
As the summer had dragged on and it had been a while since I'd had any excitement to speak of, I found myself browsing around Craigslist not expecting to find anything interesting, and as I expected it all seemed either weird or mundane. Just as I was about to find something else to do, one casual encounter ad caught my eye – a guy offering an opportunity for a girl to use a Hitachi Magic Wand massager in his possession.
To be honest, I've never bought any toys to use myself despite having thought about it on more than a couple of occasions, and having seen these wands used in videos it was something I was at least curious to check out. So, I threw caution to the wind and send off an email, and not too long later I got a reply from the guy politely telling me more about himself and what he was offering as well as asking to know more about me.
35F/34M/34ish?F A set up story for tonight. I’m meeting a girl for a strange night of fun.
Haley and I have been a little more open with our more understanding friends about being poly and having fwbs recently. Most of them either had some idea already or after the shock mentioned it was very like us. They have immediately accepted Ian as Haleys boyfriend (after making sure I was totally good with it). We were talking to one friend Lisa when she reacted in a completely different way.
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Lisa: Lucky bitch you have two hotties in your bed and I can't even handle one. (I'm still smiling at being called a hottie).
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Haley: You'll get one soon babe just be brave and don't forget to flirt.
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Lisa: It's not that. My pelvis thing means sex is sorta off the table. When I get close to orgasm and everything tenses it gets really uncomfortable. I either have to rush to orgasm or stop. No guy is going to want that and it's not something I want to screen at the dating stage. Dating with a crutch is bad enough.
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Fantasy Football Week #1 [MMMMMMMMM/F]
Hey Y’all, Well I survived the draft and despite what appeared to be a horrific blunder, I believe I came out of it well. To set it up for those who don’t remember read story here, I was given the chance to enter a 10 team, $2000 entry fee fantasy football league. It’s all a bunch of wealthy older men who allowed me to enter their league, waive the entry fee but owe them some sexual favors if I lost.
So on to the draft and the horrific blunder. The draft took place a couple weeks before the season started. They held it at the home of one of the men, a wealthy widower who lives in Biltmore Forrest here in Asheville. I was nervous to arrive and once I did it was clear my arrival was highly anticipated. The men were all very friendly and were sizing me up for what they had in mind if they were to win the season and win some fun with me.
Drinks were flowing freely and I’ll be honest I quickly drank down three glasses of wine to relax me a bit. Then the draft started. It was a simple selection of drawing a number from a hat to determine who when first. I drew 4th in the draft and had my picks ready. One of the men who was trying to come across as friendly but had other intentions tried to coach me through it. The process was wild but also great fun and I thought I was doing well. I was to my 8th pick and was ready to choose Ben Roethlisberger as my quarterback when the man coaching me whispered to me, “You realize no one has picked Tom Brady yet”. So I quickly made the change at his advice and picked Brady. Blonde moment… I was a bit drink, very excited by the action of the draft and obviously unknowing of most things NFL. I had totally forgotten that Brady was suspended for the first (4) games of the season and I’d be at zero with him thanks to the bad advice of my so called coach/friend. But it was too late and it was done. There was silence in the room when I made the pick and then immediate laughter and the obvious amateur in the room. We now know things changed dramatically for me a week later when the federal judge overturned the NFL decision (no I didn’t blow the judge but I would have LOL). So the draft completed and I was left with no quarterback the first 4 weeks. Ugh. That’s when my so called friend said he would gladly make a trade that would really help me out for a favor. He said he’d trade me the Green Bay Running Back Eddie Lacy for my lowest pick of Ka’Deem Carey. Eddie was his #1 pick so it sounded like a great deal. “What’s the favor”, I asked. The favor would be to strip nude and suck the dicks of all nine men there. I would also have to allow them to cum on my face or swallow them down if they said so. Wow that’s a tall order but a trade I decided to go for given my Brady blunder. Before I could even complete the sentence of agreeing to the trade he hissed, “Come over here and thank me by sucking me off. Do it now. And make it good, you lovely cockhound slut.” He didn’t wait for me but got his cock out, put it in my face and growled, “God, you make me hot! Suck, slut!” He grabbed my hair and ran his cock deep in my throat. The other guys in the room cheered and knew they were in for a wild time with a true slut.
“Take your clothes off,” he said, looking at me. “I want to see you.” I reached around my waist and unzipped my mini skirt, tossing it on the floor. I had on a tiny pair of blue thong panties. I took one hand, cupped my crotch and rubbed it several times. I was so wet already from the excitement. I then placed my hand inside her panties and quickly slid a finger deep inside of her pussy underneath the moist cloth. I took out my hand and brought it to my mouth, sucking on two fingers. I then began unbuttoning my blouse and taking off my bra. I immediately started playing with my nipples. They were stiff and hard. The guys had now gathered around me and I rolled onto my back with my legs in the air and took off my panties exposing my shaved swollen pussy to them. One of the men mentioned what a nice cunt I had. I immediately grabbed the dick of my coach and slid it back into my mouth. My tongue played around with the head, driving the guy crazy. I moved him deeper into my mouth, deep-throating him, grabbing his butt for leverage. I started to taste sweet pre-cum, so I removed his cock and started jerking him off, my tongue eagerly awaiting his load.
Shawna: Roma Revenge – Part III – Dramatic Urges [MF nc nosex]
Author's note: this chapter is less sexy than my usual work, sorry! But I'm building up to something.
I walked out of the gym feeling fresh and clean, mostly. Mostly, because my clothes were now sweaty in ways that were entirely new to me. All my life, I’d thought of breasts as magical bags of fun-filled flesh. It had never dawned on me that they could function like two extra armpits.
I switched to a spare tee in my car, but it fit me like a tent. “Fuck,” I said, looking up at the rearview mirror. “Guess I better get this over with.”
I had planned to leave the parking lot, getting about more important business, but instead I drove to a different part of the same lot. Parking again, I got out and walked into the shopping mall that the gym was attached to.
I walked into the first women’s clothing store I found. The place was a little dimmer than the rest of the mall, and trendy, bass-heavy music was playing somewhere in the ceiling. As obnoxious as it sounds, I couldn’t help but respect the subtle manipulation.
A salesgirl marked me immediately and walked over, smiling. “Hi there!” she said with a little more enthusiasm than I was prepared to deal with. “I’m Cindy. Can I help you with anything?”
“Shit, I hope so,” I said, pushing some hair back from my face. “I’m new to… well, I’m new in town, and all my clothes are gone due to shenanigans. I need, you know, woman clothing.”
Cindy grinned, and I could swear I saw little dollar signs in her eyes. “You’ve totally come to the right place…”
“Shawna.”
“Shawna. Just follow me. Do you know your measurements?”
Dark Web: A Bad Boy Billionaire Romance [mf, escort, online, bad boy, strong female] [free on amazon through 9/13]
This all started innocently enough. I know you won't believe me now, what with me covered in enough DNA to keep a CSI team busy for a month. Let's just say, I'm not black light appropriate at present.
What just happened upstairs can be described as nothing less than a gangbang, arranged by none other than yours truly under the tutelage of her true lovin' man. I'm waiting for him now, standing in the parking garage of this upmarket hotel, looking less lobby-proper than I did a few hours before. Damn, I hope he hurries. All of this stickiness can't be good for my hair. Though I've heard it can do wonders for the skin…
Since it seems we have a few minutes to simmer in our juices, well, someone's juices at any rate, I should probably fill you in.
It really did start out innocently enough. I swear it. Up 'til now, the only DNA I spent much time worrying about was mine and that of my old boyfriend Steve's. Specifically, how to keep his and mine from mixing in some meaningful way that would result in a third.
What it’s like to hide from your best friend’s roommate while giving him head [M/F]
It’s 12 noon right now and I’m writing this while it’s still fresh in my memory. I have no idea what time this is going to be posted, but might as well write down what I remember.
Some of you probably know Mark by now. For those who don't, Mark's my best friend here in college. We aren't friends with benefits, but we have had some fun together a couple of times. Fucking aside, Mark's one of the nicest people I know, and one of the best people to be around. You know that BuzzFeed video of the six types of guy friends you have? He'd probably be the third one.
Anyway, onto the story: I couldn't stop thinking about sex this week. The only time I wasn't thinking about fucking someone was while I was dissecting some animals. Listening to lectures? Screw that, all I can imagine is giving head. Taking a shower? Nope, I start thinking about is an older guy grabbing my ass. Eating lunch? Nuh-uh, what's going on in my mind is having a teacher eat me out. I had no escape.