It wasn't until later that week that I found the note that Rachel had slipped into my pocket that contained her number with the words “text me” scrawled on them. But as I released my sexual frustration from Rachel's quick departure on my sister Katie that night, even though she had the company of her unconscious boyfriend – Mark – in her bed I had carried my pants back to my room and tossed them into the corner forgetting about them until laundry day. My cock still slick with the sibling mixture I passed out immediately from exhaustion forgetting about the whole Rachel ordeal. It was only when I was checking his pockets before doing laundry that he found the note, somehow she secretly slipped it in there without me knowing. Remembering the night my cock began to stiffen as I flopped down onto my bed and sent Rachel a message over my phone.
Disney Part 2 [Mf] [Str8] [Anal] [spanking]
It was late July in Florida, needless to say it was sweltering heat. The only reprieve to be offered was inside. The buses weren’t air conditioned, and the 45 minute bus ride was a hot one to say the least. The short walk from the bus to the door always seemed endless. My phone buzzed in my pocket. I knew it was him but I couldn’t check it while I was “on stage” (Disney term for being in costume and in the public eye). I hurried into the cast area. Beads of sweat trickled down my neck. As I stepped into the chilly hallway of the building I pulled my phone from my pocket. His text said, “Things are about to get hot!” A wry smile played across my lips as I wrote out my response, “Promise?” I could feel my heart speed up waiting for the reply. Out of the corner of my eye, as I was clocking in, I thought I saw him pass by the other end of the hallway. My phone buzzed and I casually checked it, in case he was looking at me. “Yep. I promise!” I thought that was an odd response. So I shook my head and walked into the backroom of the shop. The very first thing I heard was, “The AC is broken,” I immediately thought what a dick! He got me! I giggled to myself and just thinking about him turning up the heat already had me a little wet.
After Dark in the Park
We were greeted by a cool, crisp night as we left the bar. Still feeling a bit too warm and dizzy to drive home quite yet, I suggested we take a walk around the neighborhood to clear our wine-clouded minds. I wrapped my arms around myself to hold my cardigan close, thankful I had grabbed it on my way to meet him- my sundress was providing little warmth now that the sun had gone down.
“You cold?” he asked, resting an arm around my shoulders. Even if I hadn’t been, I would have been delighted at the touch. I spent all night trying my hardest to flirt with him- lingering eye contact, resting my hand on his from across the table, playing with my hair too much, even going as far as too lean over the table far enough for my cleavage to be almost pushed out the top of my dress. At first I thought he was just shy but as the night went on I began to fear he just wasn’t interested. Maybe he still saw me the same way he did while we were growing up together.
Repost: Public [f]uck with nympho cu[m]slut girlfriend
It happened 15-20 years ago, but it still happened, so I'm going to post this here.
The summer between high school and college was a crazy time for me with the ladies. One of the best though, was my public daytime sex romp with my tall hot cumslut nympho girlfriend. I'll set the scene: We had been dating for almost 2 years at this point, and since we became sexually active in our relationship, there was almost nothing we didn't try and we seriously almost never went more than 2-3 days without getting each other off, and most of the time it was every day.
This particular day though was one of the outliers. It was a summer saturday in our suburb of DC and I had returned the previous night from a 2 week long volleyball tournament trip and I was leaving the next day for a week at the beach with my family. The volleyball trip was great, but I didn't want to do any hooking up because I had a great sexy girlfriend who wanted to do all sorts of kinky shit to me, but with 11 teammates and 3-4 coaches plus a couple parent chaperones, it was really really hard to get enough time to jerk off, and back then, as an 18 year old with a super high porn and nympho fueled libido, I was jerking off or having sex like 3-5 times a day usually. Needless to say I was DESPERATE and frankly, after 2 weeks, so was my girlfiend Kerry.
A series of encounters with a coworker. Part 3. (m/f)
This is a continuation of an ongoing story. Previous chapters are found here and here.
The next few days after our encounter at the hotel were filled with text messages discussing what happened. Jen remained incredulous that she could cum like that and I repeatedly told her how much it was a turn on. Jen also asked me many questions about what I had and had not done. From my responses, she could tell I was a novice. I told her how hot it was when she swallowed my cum and how much I liked it when she did that. I also told her how much I enjoyed the way we fucked with no barriers to doing anything any time. Her fucking me then going down on me or me licking her pussy after fucking her were things that I had never done and to me it was liberating. I was reveling in breaking rules that I had lived by for 30 years.
A few days after the hotel meeting, the texts turned to when we could get together again. We both were frustrated by our inability to plan something because of upcoming travel schedules. Late one evening at the end of the day, Jen texted me.
Lesbians First BDSM Experience With a Guy [m/f]
Just a warning!!! If you do not like the acts of BDSM ie spanking, whipping, bondage, and other acts such as those, then this story is not for you. It will get a bit graphic later in the series including forced bondage, chastity, and other CONSENSUAL adult acts, then you should back away now.
So this will be a series of stories of an experience I had with a friend of mine from the local BDSM community who is a lesbian. A little back information about her, and why she decided to let a male dom her, is because she had just had a harsh break up with her girlfriend who was also her dome and she wanted to expand her horizons and find new things she had liked. Even though her and her ex were in a D/s style relationship, they were both fairly new to BDSM and didn’t do more than the basics so she wanted to learn new things from me in a safe manor. So my friend will be referred to as Kitten, to protect who she is. Kitten is a beautiful girl, standing 5ft 3in, perky C cup breasts, thin build with a tight tummy, long brown hair, and a round, soft, booty that jiggled wonderfully under a spank from a paddle. I am a 6ft 3in guy, pretty big and strong, I work security so I know how to man handle people pretty well, and I have short dirty blonde hair. So Kitten and I had met on a BDSM website through a local group called the TNG (the next generation) which was a group to would meet together for vanilla activities for people aged between 18 and 30. Most commonly we would just meet in the party room at a local diner once a month and have fun, have kinky conversations, freak out the new waitresses and just have a good time. Every now and again we would do other things like bowling, go to a bar, or even play laser tag. Just things so like minded people can meet and become friends.
Test drive for a new corset
This is my first submission, feedback is much appreciated.
We walked through the mall after lunch. It was a rare weekend where we both had some time to kill and neither of us were ready to end the "date" early. We talked about anything that came to mind and no topics were uncomfortable between us. That was unique to our friendship, we both knew enough about each other to know that there would never be any judgment, only honest feedback. There was a lull in the conversation as we passed a lingerie store.
"I really need to get a new corset," she remarked idly as we continued past the store. I stopped us.
"Well, let's go look."
"You want to go in there?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I'm interested to see your taste in corsets." Her gaze turned skeptical for a moment, then she shrugged and led me inside. I followed her as she browsed around the store. She stopped at a display of corsets in various colors and designs and a girl working there approached as she did.
Bi GF loaned [m]e out to her Roommate [f]or the night (Long)
I've written about my girlfriend Kerry before, but here's another story from about 15 years ago. She and I dated for the last two years of high school, and continued on into college. She was a dirty slut (and I mean that with absolute reverence, she was a nympho of the highest order and just plain creative in her approach to fucking) and I knew that it was going to be hard to stay together at different colleges 3 hours apart if we tried to go strictly monogamous. So we made a deal, we'd try to visit each other on the regular, we'd have a shitload of sex, but we'd also have a greenlight to hook up with other people on occasion with the caveat that we had to tell the other one about it. Shortly after she started college (she was a year behind me), she also expressed lots of fantasies of hooking up with other girls, which I encouraged. Not only was it hot, but it was also a nice first step towards a potential threesome, which I always wanted, and I was certainly less jealous of her being with girls than other guys.
Fantasy came true with [M]y Wi[f]e’s cousin
My wife and I had been having some sexual problems. We agreed that we'd both work on them and help each other thru it. My wife was struggling with a low libido. I thought mine was still high so I did my best to entice her. She was receptive but admitted she just couldn't shake it. She understood I was frustrated and one night after a couple bottles of wine she said, "I understand you have needs. I can't be what you want right now, but I want you to be happy. Please be safe. Let me figure this out." It was weird to hear that and honestly, we never spoke of it again.
So, my wife's cousin is the same age as me. And to be totally honest, she's not as good looking, but she has IT. She has a nice round booty, a little meat on her bones and comes across a little edgy. Not afraid to call it like it is. Her husband is a fun guy, but runs in a group of guys that are always partying and acting like they're still in college. I seriously question his motives sometimes.
A Pretty Good Day on Isla Mujeres – a recounting I wrote for her [MF, oral]
This is a 96% accurate recounting of a day of our vacation on Isla Mujeres
DIFFICULT DECISIONS I let the water of the shower drape over me, and take a minute to just rest. It’s been a great day so far and I think back through all that we’ve done so far. It started in bed, and I had better not think about that too much right now or I’ll run the risk of me embarrassing myself by walking out of the shower with a raging hard-on. You’d get a good laugh out of that, wouldn’t you? Anyway, when we finally decided it was time to get out of bed, breakfast was waiting for us. I don’t think you can have a much more relaxing breakfast than to enjoy the scenery from the patio overlooking the pool and ocean on another beautiful morning. Eventually, discussion led to what our plan was for the day.