Morning with Jennie [MF] [Fdom]

I wake up in bed next to Jennie, comfortably snuggled next to her, slowly and happily drifting awake. Aroused by her warmth and her sweet scent, I start to kiss and gently nibble on her neck. She’s starting to wake up, too, and she rolls from her side onto her back, spreading her legs slightly. She’s sleeping in a long t-shirt and panties, and I place my left hand between her legs and gently stroke the outside of her panties. After stroking the outside of her panties for a few minutes, I slip my hand inside her underwear. I feel the warmth and wetness of her pussy, and I slide in first one finger, then a second. I gradually work the two fingers in and out, deeper and deeper inside her wetness. She moans softly and spreads her legs wider, encouraging my fingers deeper. We continue like this, and her breathing quickens, then she trembles as she cums. “Mmm, that was nice,” she says.

“Do you want to do anything else?”, I ask. I remove my hand from between her legs and quietly lick her juices from my fingers. My cock is hard and throbbing in my shorts. Read more »

Sleeping with my brother’s friend [MF]

My brother and I were out for drinks with his friends. School had let out and the summer was here at long last. I couldn’t wait to let loose and shake off the stress from the school year. Now here I was with my brother and his admittedly very attractive friends with more than a bit of alcohol in my system.

After a hectic night out we all went our ways. My brother and I had decided to crash at his friend Parker’s apartment for the night. The bus was packed as the three of us boarded. We scooted through the aisle and ended up standing shoulder to shoulder in a humid and cramped bus, completely exhausted from the night.

After a few stops, two young men in the couple of seats next to where I was standing got up to leave and offered me a seat. With a smile I scootched my way next to the window and quickly sank into the comfortable seat, Parker quickly following behind and taking the seat next to me. Before long I felt my eyelids fall and I began to sleep.

“Next station: Borealis Boulevard” Read more »

Testament of a male Maid of Honor who had sex with every Bridesmaid [m/f] part 2

Below is the second installment about true events that happened over three days in June.

If you haven't read the first part you should. It's good stuff and gods honest truth. Don't want to? Here's a quick recap: I am the male Maid of Honor with three other bridesmaids and my first duty was to pick up another bridesmaid at the airport and drive her to the wedding venue but on the way we eat steak, watch strippers, and sex it up in the back of the car. (Link below)

I'm in a cabin in the middle of nowhere. Barely a cabin. Like eight pieces of wood nailed together. I'm at camp basically. I'm in a glorified dog house at a wedding being held at a camp and I'm assfucking a fellow bridesmaid. I know what you're thinking. Who brings high grade silicone lube to a place like this? The same girl who also brought two different vibrators and a nipple clamp. That'd be Morgan! Read more »

Not the morning she wanted to wake up to [non-con] [mf] [bondage] [blowjob]

Julia jolted awake as she felt the sensation of falling. Oh, thank god it was just a dream she thought as she tried to open her eyes and roll over. Very quickly she realised she could do neither of these things. At this point her head started to throb and the fragments of yesterdays events started to piece themselves together. She had been at a party and had gone outside onto the street to get some fresh air. It was then that she had felt something hit the back of her head and the cool embrace of a concrete floor. Julia couldn't helped but start to struggle against whatever was holding her in place, but all she was doing was wasting her energy. She was held firmly against the wall by steel cuffs that had been firmly bolted into place, she was essential spread eagle, upside down on the wall. Julia had no idea if she had been there for minutes or hours before she finally heard footsteps. "Help! Please! Someone help!" She cried out, desperately wanting to get out of her predicament. Unfortunately for Julia, this man was not going to help her. She heard his footsteps draw closer and closer to her before he finally removed the blindfold from her face with one firm pull. Now it was the light that blinded her, she was forced to shut her eyes so they could adjust the the bright lights that had been hooked up in the surprisingly modern basement. When her eyes finally adjusted she could just about see the man standing in front her, albeit the right way up. "So pure finally awake, sleepyhead," the imposing man joked. Even from this angle Julia could tell her was clearly much bigger than her, which wasn't difficult standing at only 5'2. "Wh…what have you done to me?" Julia asked, still trying to get a clear look at him which wasn't aided by her dizziness caused by blood rushing to her head. "Well I've chained you to the wall, I thought that would be obvious, you silly bitch," the man laughed to himself as he stepped away from her and started to strip down. Julia switched tactics, "please just let me go, I won't tell anyone what happened if you just let me leave," she begged, her voice breaking a little half way through as she started to fully realise her situation. The man laughed again. "Well you're right that you won't tell anyone, but thats because you'll be an obedient slave by the time I'm done with you. I advise you not to resist me, but hey if you do you're just gonna make things more fun for me." Julia could only whimper as her vision cleared up and she saw him standing directly in front of her, now completely naked. In a different situation she would've found him hot, he was tall and just a little bit more muscular than her ideal, although she couldn't quite see his face. What she could see quite clearly was his already hard cock, which made her quickly realise she was also naked. His cock looked bigger than anything she had had before and it was inches away from her upside down mouth. "Open wide, slut," the man ordered simply. Fearful of what he might do, Julia held her mouth open. "There's a good little whore," he smiled. Julia closed her eyes, expecting him to shove his throbbing cock into her mouth, but instead she felt him push something round into her mouth and wrap something around the back of her head. She looked up at him with a puzzled, but still fearful, look on her face. "Ring gag," he said, without her asking. "Learned my lesson never to take risks. The gag meant Julia had no way to resist as he pressed up against her and forced his cock into her open mouth. At this angle he couldn't fit all the way in, but he quickly hit the back of her throat, causing her to gag just a little. Once again the man laughed, embarassing her even more. "I had you pegged for a cocksucker and I was right, shame, I love hearing girls gag." Everything he said seemed to make her feel more and more degraded and the worst part was that part of her liked it. She had always been submissive, part of the reason she had such a slight gag reflex. Needless to say she was popular at college. His height meant his head was far above her pussy, but he brought one firm hand onto it as his other hand ran along her smooth skin, making her feel like a piece of meat. His thrusting continued, constantly making his cock hit the back of her throat. She didn't even notice, but she was licking and trying to suck at his cock as he fucked her mouth. "Damn, your cunt is already wet. This is gonna be easier than I thought slut," he started to work 2 fingers into her wet hole, forcing her to moan involuntarily around his cock as his fingers curled up to rub against her sensitive g spot. He continued fucking her face as his other hand moved to rub on her clit, only making her moan and struggle more as pleasure started to build up inside her. She struggled against her restraints to no avail, she was totally helpless to his cock and fingers. She felt herself about to cum, his fingers deep inside her and his cock at the back of her throat. The wave of pleasure was just about to crash over her then it stopped. His hands moved away from her now drenched pussy and he stepped back briefly allowing him to strike her across the chest, leaving a hand mark on her breast. She could do nothing but moan in total disappointment as he stopped playing with her, then in pain as his hand stung against her unimpressive chest. "No bitch cums before a man, do you understand?" He asked, his voice sterner than before. "Mmmhmm," she managed to moan out, his cock still deep in her mouth. Her mind cleared a little after getting so caught up in the anticipation of having an orgasm. Without going back to touching her pussy he continued to thrust into her mouth, the pleasure building inside his cock as he used her mouth. She couldn't help but feel so degraded and still, part of her loved every second. The cock in her mouth started to spasm and Julia tried to prepare herself to take his cum, but instead he pulled out and sprayed thick jets of cum up across her milky flesh. His moans filled her ears as she felt his cum coating her. His cum was plastered across her tits before it started to slowly roll back down onto her face. Once again she felt his cock pushed into her mouth. He didn't even need to give the instruction for her to lick it clean as she had done it for many different men. "I bet you want to cum after that, don't you, slut?" He asked, stepping back and grabbing his phone from a nearby table to take a picture of his latest art piece. Julia had felt her will slipping away the whole time. Her pussy was on fire and she was so desperate to cum. "Yes please," she practically begged. The normal part of her brain was screaming at her to resist what he wanted, but she didn't care anymore, she just needed to cum. "That's a good slut, but from now on call me sir. Go on then, cum." Julia looked confused for a moment, "I can't," she thought for a moment. "I need you to make me cum sir." "Don't you ever forget that, I control your pain and pleasure from now on," he reached up above her pussy and pulled down something she couldn't quite see from so low down. She quickly realised what it was after he pushed it against her clit and turned it on. He had hung a vibrator from the ceiling, so it dangled right between her legs. Immediately she let out an excited moan as the vibrations sent shocks of pleasure through her already wet pussy. Given everything that had happened and how completely humiliated she felt by him watching her moan breathlessly and struggle against her restraints it really didn't take long for the pleasure inside her to build up. She came harder than she had in a long time, her moans filled the small basement. "Thank you sir," Julia managed to say weakly, catching her breath. She could still feel the vibrator doing it's thing and the pleasure was already starting to build inside her. "You're welcome, my little slut." In the meantime he had gotten dressed and now he was heading to the basement stairs,"see ya later," he laughed once more. "Wait what?!" Julia half shouted,"take this thing off of me, I came." "First, mind your tone with me, whore and second, you asked me to make you cum, so thats what I'm doing. You'll learn pretty quickly that you belong to me, so I can do what I want with you," and with that he was gone, leaving her locked in a now pitch black, soundproofed basement, chained upside down, with a vibrator punishing her clit not stopped as she cried out helplessly.

How Big Are You? [MF, exh, oral]

“Are you hard?” Wendy asked, sitting between my legs, both of us sitting on her dorm room bed.

I froze, my hands still holding her shoulders. Her plump ass was against my crotch, my erection pressing eagerly against her backside. Would she believe I was just holding onto a roll of quarters? “Oh, uh, sorry about that.” I pulled myself back slightly, but she followed, keeping her body pressed against mine.

“Oh, it’s okay. I don’t mind. It’s kind of flattering,” she admitted, wiggling her butt, briefly grinding it against me.

I raised my eyebrows. That wasn’t the response I had expected… What should I say? What could I say? I elected to keep quiet and continued to massage her shoulders. A moan escaped her lips as she fell against my chest. Her hands rested on my upper thighs. She slowly began to graze her fingernails up and down, her hand coming within inches of the bulge in my jeans. I slid forward, hoping that she would come into contact with it.

“That feels good,” I said, stifling my own moan. Her shirt was thin. I could feel the contours of her body through the fabric, the unique geography of her body, the artistry of her form. “Have you started that Judge Dee book yet? What do you think of it?” Read more »

So, this is a true story. It happened between me and a friend Saturday night June 20. The friend with whom it happened with is the writer, and he has given permission for me to post it.

Encounter

8:00 p.m.

I am standing in front of her, allowing my eyes to drift over her slowly. Her posture and expression betray her shyness: we are finally alone, the door closed and locked behind us, and now that the moment has come she is nervous about taking the first step. I take it for her: moving up to her I wordlessly move her hair away from her shoulder where it has fallen, obscuring her neck, and plant slow, gentle kisses – starting from her collarbone and moving to a point behind her ear that elicits a delicious moan. All sense of shyness and trepidation evaporates, as our hands start to explore each other. Clothing is shed, and our lips now frantically seeking each other out we move to the bed still locked in our embrace. She lies on the mattress, and I on top of her. My lips move to her neck again, then downwards: at her breasts I linger, pausing to kiss, and lick, and suck both plump nipples, feeling the first harden under my tongue, and the second already fully erect. My tongue strays lower now, criss-crossing her belly, plunging downwards, but then outwards; tracing patterns on the inside of her thigh, moving tantalisingly close to its target, then drifting away. At a moan of protest, I relent, and all of a sudden I am upon her; my tongue working at her clit, the fingers of one hand working inside of her. My world is now her smell and her taste, and the feeling of her legs wrapped around my neck, and her fingers entwined around my hair pulling me inwards. Two days ago it was to my surprise that she told me that she had never had this before, and while I have plans for her, right now all I desire is to give her all of the pleasure that my hands and tongue can provide. Soon the gentle rocking of her hips becomes a desperate thrusting, and she climaxes with a shout. Shudders travel through her like aftershocks, but I am next to her now, my arms around her shoulders, my hands stroking her hair, gently holding her until the sensations subside. We kiss, her lips meeting mine greedily, and delighting in the taste of herself that still lingers. Read more »

[F/D] [m/f] Read Full Story Dad, Daughter and her 3 Friends – A Perfect Harem: http://www.loungeofauthors.com/colinhobbs/dad-daughter-and-her-3-friends-a-perfect-harem-1/

Frank got Divorced. He now lives near beach and have a good Life although a little lonely at times. One Day he gets a call from his Daughter, Trish saying that she wanted to come visit him after graduation week and bring her 3 more friends along for two weeks. Once they were all together at Frank’s Home he realized that he have to behave himself with all this young flesh running around and have to do something to keep from walking around the house with a 24 hr hardon. After sometime, all girls together went for the beach and Sue gets sunburned. Trish’s Father used a Salve for fast and better relief from the pain. As Story Reveals Sue gives her Virginity to Frank with full permission of Trish. Sue starts to sleep with Frank comfortably in his room. Secretly Trish and other girls develop a craving for Frank.

Testament of a male Maid of Honor who had sex with every Bridesmaid [m/f] part 1

Below is the testament of true events that happened over three days in June.

How did I end up the male Maid of Honor in a wedding? That's a decades worth of stories. How did I end up sleeping with each of the other bridesmaids over the course of the wedding? I honestly don't know. It just sorta happened.

My first job was to pick up Morgan at the airport. We were both old friends of the bride though we ran in different circles. Friends but not close friends. Morgan was the wild one, tall and slender and two drinks away from being absolute trouble. When we were young she kept a stable of men and would triumphantly proclaim that she simply did not sleep alone. I admired her but always kept distance.

Alright let's get to the dirty stuff. I pick her up, we exchange pleasantries, she's hungry, it's my town so where is the best grub? "Well funny thing, you know the best steakhouse in Portland is also a strip club?" True, look it up. Next thing we're eating steaks while getting a private show at 11:00am. We're swapping stories of sexual escapades. Having a few drinks. The dancers think Morgan's just the cutest thing. Was this planned? No. Yes. Let's go to the car. Read more »

Adult Sleepover – Sleeping with my brother’s friend [MF]

My brother and I were out for drinks with his friends. School had let out and the summer was here at long last. I couldn’t wait to let loose and shake off the stress from the school year. Now here I was with my brother and his admittedly very attractive friends with more than a bit of alcohol in my system.

After a hectic night out we all went our ways. My brother and I had decided to crash at his friend Parker’s apartment for the night. The bus was packed as the three of us boarded. We scooted through the aisle and ended up standing shoulder to shoulder in a humid and cramped bus, completely exhausted from the night.

After a few stops, two young men in the couple of seats next to where I was standing got up to leave and offered me a seat. With a smile I scootched my way next to the window and quickly sank into the comfortable seat, Parker quickly following behind and taking the seat next to me. Before long I felt my eyelids fall and I began to sleep.

“Next station: Borealis Boulevard” Read more »

Wedding Date [f/m]

I've known Jason for almost 10 years now. We've always considered ourselves as very close friends, where if I drank too much and stayed over with him in his bed, we might cuddle a bit and pass out innocently. Until that one time a few years ago when we went to a wedding together.

We partied all night at the wedding, which spilled over into an after party at a local bar. Shots were ordered along with mixed drinks, and the next thing we knew, we were in my best friends bed completely naked. He had my legs spread wide and was sliding two fingers in and out of my wet pussy slowly, making me moan. The booze-fueled night had forced us to throw our inhibitions out the window. So, when he grabbed my legs at the ankles and brought my legs up over his shoulders, I was more than ready to feel his big dick in my tight hole. Read more »