Friend’s sister (1 of 2)

In college, I had the good fortune of having two of the younger sisters of friends. The first was my sophomore year roommate. I had met her sister several times when we were freshmen. She lived in the city where we went to college and was planning on coming to our school when she graduated high school, so she came up to visit and hang on on campos. She was slender, short but with perfect perky b cups. Long beach hair, pouty lips and amazing dark eyes. I usually don't go for Italian/Mediterranean types (I prefer blondes and redheads) but she was gorgeous. We flirted a good bit but never came close to doing anything, and I wasn't really interested in pursuing a high school girl.

The following year, her brother and I roomed together and she moved into the same coed dorm we were in. One of the first weekends of the year, her brother was at his parents house and she needed a lift to the store to get some supplies for her room. I was happy to oblige. We spent the afternoon shopping, laughing, having a great time. When we got back to her room and unloaded her bags, I knew I had to see what could develop so I invited her to a party I knew about that night. She instantly said yes. Read more »

[MF] [bd] A Rough Night: she gets some rough handling

I sat on the edge of the bed, biting my nail and ruining the smooth polish I had applied earlier. The red of the digital clock illuminated the dark room and my lashes fluttered as the clock display switched to 10:39. On February 14th at 10:39, I finally admitted to myself that I would spend the entire day alone.

I should just go to bed.

I sighed.

I thought of the last time we had been together as I pulled open the drawer to the nightstand. I thought of how he had slowly stripped my clothes off, how his hands had felt on my body, and how he had fucked my brains out on this very bed.

My hand clamored around in the drawer because I had hid my vibrator on the bottom. I had been determined to wait for him, but now I was giving up. I pulled out a few naughty items I had collected over the years and set them on the bed next to me. My fingers hit the hard wood of the bottom of the drawer and I cursed at myself in the dark, scrounging around for my damn vibrator. Read more »

If only you saw yourself through my eyes [MF] [bd] [tickling] [forced orgasm] [flirting]

Tense, twisting, yanking pull. Your wrists trapped in sportsheets and your arms with enough leeway that your biceps flex and your elbows flash from your tugs, all as your fingers pantomime and ball into fists. Hot sweat drips, breathless shudders from your lips, all as my oiled hands move up from the pelvic line, across your ribcage, finding a home at your breasts. I'm going to stay here for a while, careful kneads above and underneath, my thumbs circling and swirling across your nipples, hard as diamonds, yet so, so sensitive that just the faintest of touch causes your head to dig into your pillow, almost jostling your blindfold out of place.

It was dinner and you were in that black dress and those pumps and we had to maintain composure but your fingertips were tracing along my inner thighs underneath the table and your nylon covered toes snaked up my pant cuff and you were smiling and giggling and making sure my attention was on you, only you, and I couldn't help myself, you knew I couldn't help myself, and that's when your thumb circled around my bulge, right across my head, through all that fabric and you weren't stopping until you saw me break and you unzip and…you…you…temptress…as I am biting my lips and the freeze in my shoulders and my fists are balling up in napkins and silverware and you coo in ear as my pulse throbs in my ears and my lust is leaking all across my boxers and right then, then, THEN DAMMIT! DAMMIT! You stopped! Why did you stop?! Read more »

Acting out my fantasy mmf

In the best Asian accent you can imagine, "Georgie do good at school you should too, make good money, go to haavaard." Well like my tiger mom implored me to, I did well at school, though didn't get into haavaard much to her disappointment, but still made good money as a management consultant. Now I found myself 32, making good money, married to a perfectly boring doctor who when not on call was more interesting in hanging out with his friends, or playing fantasy sports. During football seasons, my husband Dave spent his Saturdays hunched over his computer either reading about football, or twiddling spreadsheets involving player stats. On Sundays, he spent the entire day watching football with his friends, simultaneously watching god knows how many games on TV and screaming obscenities at the TV. Read more »

Affairs with my host mother [m/F]

When I was in high school, I went over to Shanghai as part of an exchange program. I wasn't a virgin at the time, but had slept mainly with girls my own age. However, in Shanghai, I grew to appreciate older women, more specifically older married Asian women. There's something so arousing about knowing that the conservative married woman was deep down a slut and with you around willing to be that slut. There are no games, just hot needy sex, whenever and wherever the opportunity arises.

The Chen's my host family consisted of Su Wen a 32 year old housewife who prior to getting married worked as a translator for a Chinese firm, her husband Hai Yee who was a wealthy businessman, and their three year old son. They had agreed to host me ostensibly to I could help Su Wen practice her English as well as help her teach her son English. But I think it was mainly because Su Wen was lonely. Read more »

Untitled, or “How A Russian Playwright Had a Hand in the Seduction o[f] [M]y Dumb Ass.”

In the short time between now and when this happened, I’ve regaled a lot of my friends with this story. My female friends, in particular, love it because it’s a testament to how neurotic and awkward I am. One of my friends (If you’re reading this, MG, I hope you’re fucking happy) suggested that I post this online, mentioning this subreddit.

This probably reads like awful fan fiction (do you read that too, MG?) but I’ll try to do it justice regardless of fluctuating verbal tense. I’m Pat, by the way.

So I attend a major southeastern University. It’s the start of spring semester and I’m enrolled in “Advanced Acting II” to fulfill requirements for my theater minor. We meet twice a week. I’m not apart of the campus theater community so no one in the class knows who I am. I also make it known during our first class that I’m not majoring in Theater—which doesn’t sit well with anyone, seeing as it’s an “advanced” acting class. Theater majors don’t like outsiders or the uninitiated and they make that as conspicuous as they can. Read more »

Then-Girl[F]riend Masturbates On Train at [M]y Direction

Circa 2007: Then-girlfriend (Eve) was quite the exhibitionist. We had been dating for 2+ years and with my encouragement she became comfortable with her body and our relationship. Eve was 21 years old. She had dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. Eve was a runner until three years earlier and had a body that was neither petite nor curvy, but it was sexy. She was around 5’6’’ with smooth, sexy legs and thighs. A butt that was tight yet was something to grab. She kept the hair around her pussy trimmed into a dirty blonde strip that covered little if anything. She wore between an A or B cup, which would cover small pink nipples.

On a Friday or Saturday night in the summer we took a train into a city to meet up with friends. She wore a skirt that was half the length of her thighs. I remember it being a light color. She also wore a light color shirt. The shirt was tight, sleeveless, and had thin straps wrapped around her shoulder. We had dinner and drinks with our friends. It was a good time. Eventually it came time to go home. I think we were going to catch a 1:00 a.m. train. Read more »

The Hunter [mf]

“It must have been early morning when I heard her moving. Padding softly across the carpet, her form graceful, I know, as she slides out of her bed and over to my futon upon the floor. I crack my eyes, and she stands before me: tallish and lithe, with the wan skin of her kind. Textured magenta hair and pink lips on a face rendered silver-white in the moonlight. Black, ever-so-slightly pointed teeth. Black irises on blacker sclera.

She is naked, and she bears the lacy, complex black ritual tattoos of flowery curves and geometric wheels on her legs, extending down from the inner thigh, encasing each appendage below such that it appears as midnight. Another tattoo – symmetrical and slender – begins at her clitoris and extends two-thirds of the way up her belly. Still one more beneath her left eye, this one atypical, a stylized net of veins stretching towards her ear. And the horns: ebony, spiralling horns nearly a hand’s width long (surprisingly lightweight, for she moves her head with ease), rise through her hair from her upper skull.

She is breathtakingly beautiful.

She also so much resembles a succubus of ancient Earth that the irony is painful. Read more »

He left about an hour ago.

I'm gonna need this sub. I'm glad you people are here.

He just left. Damn. I think I teased him way too much. I don't know if you would be okay with details, if not stop reading now.

We arent dating. He has a girlfriend. But I dont know her and he seemed pretty unhappy. It started as a workplace flirtation. It started pretty slowly. We both knew it was just fun, something to make work less boring. But I didn't think it would go farther. I knew it was a matter of time before one of us hit a line we wouldn't cross. I kept pushing because I didn't think he would take that step.

I was so wrong.

He actually said he was going to come over. Not the first time he said it and flaked, but when the time came he sent me a text. And I had fallen asleep on the couch. Read more »

M/f Sarah’s birthday surprise cums wrapped between two cheeks. Part 3

This is a continuation of an on-going series. I consider this to be a stand alone story so previous readings are not required to the posting below.

The gift of the Sexual Coupon

Sarah and I had been bf/gf for a few months now and our relationship was predominately sex based with a little actual couple related stuff thrown in here and there. I was an innocent naive virgin before all this started and she laid conquest after sexual conquest in those regards. We had a name for everything; pussy poundings, anal adventures, bondage barealls, flogging free-for-all's, toying tests, breast beatings, nipple nastiness, fanny figgings, bum beatings, rectum ravagings, vagina vindications, oral operations.. the list was growing at every encounter.

Sarah was 21 and I was coming up on my 20th birthday. She was average height with long brunette hair down to her back and sparkling hazel green eyes. Her California body was dark and tan except where her milky skin met with gorgeous two-piece bikini tanlines. Thin streaks of white invitations that circled her torso and hips leading to her tits, pussy and that perfect ass. Read more »