Journey to Jaipur: Chapter 1 [mf]

It was certainly an awkward way to get to Jaipur. My driver Raj was either lost, stupid or both, but I didn't mention anything and just waited to see if he would eventually pull over and ask. At least the car was air conditioned, and in the sweltering heat I'd rather be inside than out. I was being reassigned from Delhi (after being reassigned from Manchester) thanks to my now-deserved reputation of ignoring work for play and taking a special delight in exploring people instead of files and documents.

Finally, Raj rolled down his window and yelled out, ignored by the first passerby, similarly by the second, and finally catching the attention of the third. As it turned out, we had missed the roads that cut in to the city; that idiot was headed to Agra! A wave of heat slugged across my face and I let out a groan, half at Raj's incompetence, half at the increasing beads of sweat on my upper lip. "Pull up the window, let's go!" I protested at my driver. He muttered something under his breath that was probably "Yes sir" but with the tone of a swear. He swerved a turn and we were now headed back to Jaipur.

(M/F) I might have fallen too deeply in love, and i regret nothing.

I'm young, dumb, and in love. She's a slut, as others would say. Normally, I would say the same. I have a feeling that if any other girl at any point, before during or after, our relationship would have done any of the things 'she' did i would be out of that picture asap.

Here's a Tl;DR; (ok somewhat long tldr) of our relationship: I'm 22 as of writing, this started almost exactly 2.5 years ago.. She got dumped by a guy she put her heart into, was broken, rebounded with several freinds+benef., found me months later and immediately, as unbelievable or incredulous as it may sound, we both knew we wanted to date (this is some paranormal shit right here let me tell you). I've dated other girls, she's dated other guys, we both IMMEDIATELY and days after grew so close that I would have married her and vice-versa if we were older and had steady, secure jobs, I guarantee we would have! She was the perfect girl.. except for the fact that she wasn't yet over her ex, he has the same name as me so that was the 1st red flag.. anyways, enough drama-for-a-full-season-of-a-prime-time-Soap-Opera and a year later, and after a temporary break up, we both realize that holy shit we both fucked up several times and admitted it and forgive each other because we love each other enough to look past our mistakes and NOW we're ready to have a SERIOUS commited relationship

25[F] [Str8] Bus encounter with a perv [voy] [huml] [mast]

[Fiction]

I'll let you in on a little secret. I have what I assume is a rather unusual fetish for a woman. I love flashers. I love perverts. And I love the idea of non consensual surprise penis. Let me give you an example.

So as you can probably surmise at this point, I'm quite the voyeur. I love the thrill of seeing a penis in the wild. At first, I had to make do with the occasional cock outline in a swim trunk, an underwear-clad bulge showing through the leg of a pair of shorts, perhaps if I got lucky, the swaying of a cock behind a loose pair of sweatpants. But on one special day taking the train, my wildest dreams came true.

I was taking a long train, about an hour and a half. Being a Monday afternoon, the car was fairly empty. I settled in by a window seat with my bag on the floor. I spread out, and enjoyed some window-gazing. A few stops into my trip, I notice a guy walking down the aisle. I don't think much of it at first. The car is still very empty, so I did not anticipate him taking a seat next to me. Except that's exactly what he did. "Excuse me, is this seat taken?" I make note that it's a man in dress pants and a coat. Brown hair. Otherwise nondescript. In the moment, all I can think to say is "sure, no prob."

[f][urophilia]

I wasn't feeling very zen at all.

I thought I'd join an old group of friends for a three-day yoga retreat in the woods. I thought it'd be fun. Their meditations are kooky, and they can't stop complaining about their stupid husbands. It's no wonder I'd all but stopped talking to them after they got married. I loved my friends in high school, but now… they were lame as all fuck.

By the second day, I was more than ready to go home, feeling tenser even in lotus position than I ever thought possible. I took long swigs from my water bottle, as though it'd make the time go by faster. It didn't.

After our late morning stretch, we spread out a picnic for an early lunch. I was tired of the vegetarian spreads and forced small talk and canned laughter. I dipped out of there as soon as Miranda brought out those cone-shaped corn chips – those bitches don't notice a thing when they're putting those stinky little corn chips on their fingertips, pretending to be pointy-nailed witches.

(first time) “First time” part 1 [mF]

His name was Eric. He was but a babe, taking his first steps. A nervous thrill as each foot progressed in front of the other. He was being lured with each step, closer to the brink. He felt the rushing end and enjoyed what he could. He was but a babe.

Her name was Anita. She was the experienced, taking advantage of the inexperienced. The fears and joys were used in her game of thrills. She sat calmly, luring Eric to her side. A graceful gesture of her fingers, and he walked numbingly towards her. Her hand grazed over the spot next her and invited Eric to his place. She was the experienced.

His fingers were new to the touch of warmth. She wrapped his hand in her own, giving security and promises of love with her silent smile. She unwrapped her fingers and pulled away giving a brief moment of terror to Eric. Pulling away he feared meant the end. She brought her hands up to her neck. Delicately massaging her delicate skin with just 2 fingers. Guiding her fingers below her robe, Eric watched the graceful fall of Anita's robe. Over her shoulders, down her arms, and stopping at her elbow. She all the while watching this very action herself, then peered up and into Eric's eyes. He became aware and could do nothing but stare back into her rich soul. She once again wrapped his hand in her own.

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Western Tales (Part 1) [Str8] [MF] [Inc]

“It’s about time you got here,” I scolded my sister as she walked in the front door. “We were supposed to leave hours ago.”

“Sorry, sorry. Jane and I stayed out way too late last night. I forgot an alarm and we didn’t get up until a little bit ago. I’ve already packed, let me just how in the shower real quick.” she said passing through the living room.

My sister and I were planning on driving from our home outside Chicago to visit our grandparents in Tempe, Arizona. I hoped to make it there after 2 very long days of driving, but since it was already a few minutes after noon, that wasn’t going to happen.

I grabbed my bags from my room and took them out to the trunk of my car. When I got back to the house, the shower was already done running. “Almost ready?” I asked and knocked on the door to my sister’s room.

“Yeah, just a few minutes while I get dressed.” she called out.

[F/F] An Old Friend’s Visit

Hello! So, I wrote up my Oktoberfest experience for this subreddit a while ago, and it got a good response…so here's another (actual experience) story for you! While Oktoberfest was just raw, rough sex, this story is more personal, so please be gentle if you don't like it. :) It's sort of long and there's a slow build up, so if you're looking for a quick wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am, this is perhaps not the story for you.

All names in the story are changed to protect the guilty. ;) I'll call myself Amber, like last time.

Before I get to the good stuff I have to give some background. As a kid, I was a Girl Scout (not what they're called in this country but the idea is the same) and I used to go camping. There was a girl named Sarah I befriended on a camping trip once and we shared a tent that night. She, like me, was relatively new to the area at the time and it was wonderful to talk to someone who knew what it was to be the "new girl." Anyway we stayed up late chatting and giggling, and I remember feeling a strong attraction to her, which was really confusing at that age. In the end, we kissed that night in our tent, and then held hands as we fell asleep. It was my first kiss, actually. And that was all we did – it was just a kiss, but it was a relatively life changing event for me. I even went through a brief phase as a teenager where I thought I was a lesbian, because of my attraction to women that Sarah awakened.

Hilly and Ben – Their First Date 2 [mf][mast][toy]

Click on my name for the previous story called The Choir Trip or the first part of this story


Stepping back into the choir room that Monday morning was harder than Hilly had imagined. She was no longer the little wallflower she'd been on Friday and the glances she got had a weight of judgement in them she'd never felt before. Her first impulse was to run over to greet Ben, but that felt like hiding in a way. Instead she stepped more confidently than she felt toward her section where Kaylee and Bailey were holding court.

"Morning," Hilly said brightly as she joined the group and put her book bag under her chair. The choir room was a shallow semi-circle of rising rows with walkways between each voice section. Because of her short stature she sat on the front row. A circle of other sopranos were standing around Kaylee except for Madison, Ashley, and a few others chatting quietly on the back row.

"My mother nearly put me in rehab because of you," Kaylee growled. Madison and Ashley both frowned at her when she spoke.

Watching a [m]an and woman [f]uck, and [f]inally joining in (part 2)

continued from part 1 here

Dan's thick cock was glistening with Kate's juices. Kate held it at the base and kind of aimed it in my direction with a devilish grin. Either she was waving it back and forth slightly or else his cock was pulsing, but it was moving just a little. Dan also had the biggest smile on his face. So I leaned forward on my elbows and took as much of his cock in my mouth as I could fit. I'd sucked cock before of course, but never after the guy had just fucked another woman. I'd never even done it after a guy had fucked me. I've also never gone down on a woman before. So it was quite new to me, tasting her pussy juices on his cock. It turned me on like crazy. I took my time savoring it, slowly moving my lips up and down the shaft of his cock, sucking hard on it, teasing his head with my tongue. I realized I had my eyes closed and when I opened them, I saw both Dan and Kate watching me intently. Kate ran her fingers slowly through my hair. She told me how hot it was seeing me suck her husband's cock. I wanted to turn both of them on even more so I started sucking his cock harder, moving my mouth up and down him faster, while keeping my eyes on them.

Watching a [m]an and woman [f]uck, and [f]inally joining in (part 1)

I got a great response from my previous stories (here and here), so I thought I would share another. I'm telling these all out of order, hope that's okay. A bit of background here, just to put it all in context, if it even matters. The first time I watched a couple was in college. After telling my friend about the experience, she eventually wanted me to watch her and her boyfriend, so I watched them a few times. I started seeing a guy and it got quite serious, so I didn't pursue any couple watching for a long time. After he and I broke up, I thought about the couple watching thing again, and so I found a couple online who were turned on by the idea. They were attractive and really nice, but they were honestly kind of boring to watch. I was a little more daring by then so I did help her suck his cock and that was fun, but the whole thing wasn't quite as hot as I was hoping.