Idolised by a 60 year-old

I hadn't had chance to sit down and write about this experience, but a couple of weekends ago there was another cosplay event in my city – of course, I made my mind up to attend, and of course I posted up an ad online seeing if anyone would like me to show off for them to see what kind of response I got.

Needless to say I received loads of responses – most went straight in the bin, others developed into conversations that petered off, some turned into quite heated discussion, but one man ultimately won out. He was exactly 60, very polite, really curious about cosplay and everything is entailed, and he walked the line between being a normal, friendly guy and one with clear desires for a girl my age perfectly. After my other recent experiences with older men, the idea of taking things further and going with someone older still got me excited from the outset, and our conversations in the days building up to the event only accentuated that.

I [22M] got off sniffing my roommate’s [F20] panties

This morning started off like most. I woke up with a boner, needing to take care of it. So, as usual, I popped up some porn, browsed reddit for the usual sexy time stuff. But then I came across something odd. A guy talking about how he jerked off sniffing his girlfriend's panties.

I thought this was strange and didn't think much of it, until reading the comments. Apparently, it's a pretty normal fetish. I don't have a SO, but I do have a female roommate. Brunette, 5 foot 8, size b breasts, a very juicy ass, slutty lifestyle. We get a long, go to parties, but have never engaged in any kind of sexy stuff.

While reading this, I remembered my roommate was out of town for the weekend, and got kind of excited. I thought about going into her room and fetching a pair of panties, clean ones, and trying this fetish stuff out. But I battled with myself for a while and couldn't do it.

So I carried on jerking to nudes of women and such, but couldn't stop thinking about Cassidy's panties, her body, and how hard I would get when thinking about them. So, I gave in and went across the hall to her room.

Fun with the woman I met at work. Based on a true story. First time writer on Reddit let me know what you think.

The house was dark the only light came from a single candle and the television, some show with wolves following a heard of elk through the snow. The candle was releasing a relaxing citrus smell and seated watching with the tv with interest was a man who appeared to be impatiently waiting for something. He glanced at the clock and back to the hunting wolves. He loved wolves, there was nothing more raw and intense than watching wolves hunting their prey. They live for the hunt, the sweet taste of victory as they tackled down their prey. The man was waiting for his prey to arrive, all though the taste of victory would be quite different than the wolves.

She was running late, caught somewhere between looking sexy for him and calming the butterflies that were in her stomach. She adjusted the rear view mirror driving towards the meeting place, his home. She had never been there and if she was truthful with herself she didn't know him at all. The gnawing returned to her stomach flooded with desire and with trepidation what was she doing this was so out of character for her. She wondered if she was crazy as she decided to circle his block once again trying to find the nerve, some ounce of courage to meet with him in private.

“Sweet Tooth”, Vol. 1 [MF, BBW, BDSM]




SWEET TOOTH, Volume One: "Samantha's Surprise"

An Erotic Tale About Discipline, Dominance & Confectionary Treats





PLOT SUMMARY



A voice spoke suddenly, echoing toward her from the darkness:

“Blow out your candles, Princess…”


Sweet Tooth is a suspenseful and taboo tale about a woman, who – with the help of an eccentric younger man – finally overcomes her life-long 'sweet tooth'. Expect a surreal, playful story about a unique Dom/Sub relationship, told in thirteen gloriously messy chapters. Sweet Tooth is intended for readers looking for a long-burn with an explosive climax.



AUTHOR’S INTRODUCTION



Before we start, a quick word; just between you and me, dear Reader. If you intend to read Sweet Tooth, then this will be the first step of a long journey which we’ll be taking together; so lets stop now, briefly, and talk.

As is probably all too obvious from the amount of formatting I've put into this post, Sweet Tooth is somewhat of a passion project for me. I am dedicated to fixing any spelling/grammar mistakes brought to my attention in the comments and I will do my best to incorporate your critiques of this first volume into following instalments. Please don't be too shy to share your opinions, either positive or negative, be it through the comments or through PM. Every response is appreciated.

A good hostess makes sure everyone has a good time. (MMF)

Every couple of months, I attend a bi house party which a friend of mine puts together with people he knows from some of the various lifestyle websites. It was at one of these parties where I topped for the first time, and where I bottomed for the first time, as well. The range of attractiveness of the guests is all over the map, and one never knows what that range will be going into the party.

A few weeks back, I went to the latest party and, frankly, this one (at least female-wise) was on the low end of the spectrum. The willingness and enthusiasm of the ladies made up for some of that, but I wasn’t really feeling any great attraction to any of them.

Yes – it was a bi party – but while I am more than happy to have great sexy fun with the guys, I don’t really consider what they look like to be part of the equation. Most are like me – normal looking dudes in their 30s-50s, with one exception. I generally have one of the top 2 or 3 cocks at these parties. That’s not boasting, it just is what it is. Check my post history and you’ll see, I’ve got a really nice dick.

Fucking hot shop girl (MF)

this is a story that happened in the summer after my freshman year and university.

I returned home for the summer and got a job in the supermarket I used to work at before I left. In the year I'd been away most of the staff around my age had left and been replaced, so there was only a couple of people there that I knew.

Throughout the last year I'd been single and had had a FWB thing going on with one girl, but it fizzled out into nothing. I wasn't looking for a girlfriend, as I was leaving town again in a couple of months and was still (tragically) in love slightly with said FWB.

That's when I met Sara. she was a new member of staff and hadn't worked there that long when I started. She was pretty- long mousey blond hair- about 5'6, skinny and what looked like B cup boobs, with a wonderful cute ass, that she showed of in her tight trousers.

I was 19 at the time and she was a year older. We'd both gone to the same school- but didn't know each other and never met until we worked together.

this one time, at burning man, …

This was a few years back at my first Burning Man where I ran around with my ex-gf for a week just trying to experience everything I could. We'd looked over the schedule at the beginning of the week and decided to attend an oral sex class one afternoon. We showed up to a big geodesic dome filled with nervous couples waiting for the instructor and an outgoing woman with a British accent was making brash jokes and passing around a giant container of margaritas. We took a swig and passed it along to the couple next to us… eventually the strong sex-positive instructor announced that we were ready to start the class. She was a therapist, activist, and researcher who had spent a lot of time handling groups like this and quickly put us at ease and ran through advice, techniques, and other information interspersed with anecdotes from her days on the sets of porn shoots.

Testament of the multiple times I watched my best friend fuck someone in our hotel room. [M/F]

Ellen is has been my best friend for years. I asked her to be the best man at my wedding and so far she’s done a bang up job. She’s gathered a bunch of friends and family in Reno for a weekend. They are all waiting for us because we had to go get something from the room. Actually we just needed an excuse to go back to the room after breakfast so I could bend Ellen over the bathroom sink and stick my dick in her pussy.

But that’s not the story I’m telling right now. I'll get back to it later.

Instead I want to rewind again to a trip much like this that happened years before. The first time I was in Reno with Ellen. It was my twenty-first birthday, my parents and all our old friends piled into cars and drove out to celebrate. She and I split a room (two beds) with a friendly agreement that we would be courteous if either of us needed the room. For fucking and stuff. duh.

[Meta] can we stop with this whole “to be continued” or [Part 2 if interest is high] crap! No one cares if it’s a long story. Just post the whole thing.

I thik too many stories have “To be continued” at the end. It just really anoying.

Edit: I comepletely understand if the story works better as a eposodic tale, but it’s the shorter stories that abuse this. Especially when it cuts in the middle of the good part, or the story was mostly buildup.

(F)riday the 13th. A shared Cu(m) Fetish and an old flame. Stephanie and Ryan – Part 1.

This is my first time, so please be gentle on me! Also, if you have any feedback – I'd love to hear it. Thanks in advance for reading.

Sometimes in life, you just meet people that absolutely astound and move you.

Stephanie was one of those girls for me.

There was just something about her devlish little smile that made me go absolutely bonkers. The first that I ever met her we were 16 years old. We used to fool around with one another in dressing rooms, my mother’s car while she was inside grocery shopping, movie theatres…. you name it we fooled around in it. Needless to say, this girl and I had sexual chemistry that unlike anything I have ever experienced to this day. She always had a special place in my heart and I always felt compelled to tell her that she was my equal and that I’m sorry I fucked everything up and broke it off before we had a chance to get real serious.

In any event, I knew that this girl and I were intended to have earth-shattering sexual moments for the rest of my existence and that she was a big part of my growth as a young man into adult.