I knew in the back of my mind that it was gonna happen. To be honest, I was hoping it would.
We sat somewhat across from each other and we talked about ourselves. We hadn't gotten much time at work to do so, so I was eager to learn more about him. He had a lot to say and I didn't mind.
His supervisor was there too..which was a huge set back. They chatted for a while and I quietly sipped my latte and waited patiently. We had to keep things pretty PG-13 due to our close-quarter company but as soon as his Super left, he encouraged me to scoot closer. I was nervous of course, not convinced that he'd gone, but I did scoot closer. He immediately reached over to try and slip his fingers into the back of my pants. For what, I don't know. I was sitting and there was nothing back there to touch. Then again, oddly enough, just feeling his fingertips against my lower back…it made me excited. I was nearly leaned into him and we spoke lowly to each other. When his super popped back in, surprise surprise, I immediately tensed up. My arms were crossed and I tried to look as casual and non-solicitous as I could sitting practically against this man who I had no business hanging out with outside of work what with him being nearly three times my age and in a relationship.
He asked if I was okay because my body language seemed uncomfortable. I assured him that I was. I was just a little chilly.
We continued to talk quietly and we didn't get to talk about much. At least nothing I really wanted to talk about. Truthfully, I wanted to hear him say what this was to him and what he wanted but, that didn't happen. He invited me out to his truck and I gave him a very apprehensive look. He assured me that it'd be okay because of the arm rest that would be between us. I relented. I don't even remember why we reasoned that we should leave. I followed him out, he used the bathroom first..hmm..and we were out in his truck before I knew it. We started to chit chat but his phone rang and it was his girlfriend. I sat silently as he chatted with her completely nonchalant about dinner and whatever the hell. When he hung up, suddenly his hand was on my thigh.
A complete novice at sex, nevermind infidelity in a truck sitting in the parking lot of a coffee shop, I shifted my legs around awkwardly. He unbuttoned my jeans and delved his hand in then complimented my choice of intimate wear. I told him it was the same pair from in the photo I sent him..well..not that SAME pair but-
I didn't realize I was prattling on like I did when I got nervous. I don't know if he plopped my head in his lap to shut me up or if he was just wicked hard and was eager to get sucked. No matter the reason, I had my face in his lap and this uncut dick in my hand and I didn't know what the fuck to do or what he was expecting. I've had one dick my whole life and it was a six inch cut cock attached to a tall, skinny Viet guy my age.
I did what I normally did. I slipped my mouth over it and down to the base pressing my tongue against it (I would have liked to have been facing him but-) I swirled my tongue around it and sucked on the end slowly. He was very vocal and encouraging, something I wasn't used to at all and it turned me on. It definitely made me want to continue. Now..again, I've never had an uncut dick before but if I had, I might have known to slide down the extra skin and give his head axtra attention, but maybe my bobbing was sliding the skin against it anyway which apparently is something that felt good too (or so I read)
Anyway, I sucked away, nervous but excited. He groaned and moaned and called me things, things I don't remember but they were generally things like 'baby' or whatever, and I couldn't remember the last time I actually enjoyed having a dick in my mouth.
At some point, maybe I was taking too long, maybe it was out of habit, he put his hand on my head and encouraged me down further. He assured me that sucking him wouldn't be hard given his size but I could still feel his tip nearing the back of my throat.
Before I knew it, he got sorta quiet then there came a warm, familiar fluid rushing into my mouth. It wasn't as much as I was expecting, or hoping, but maybe that was normal for him. Maybe I hadn't done very well. Or maybe it was all caught in his skin. I swallowed then rose my head taking a peek at cock mostly out of curiosity. I sat up and immediately I had not idea what to do then. He thanked me though.
Wasn't sure if I should have been offended or not. I just said 'of course' and buttoned up my jeans. He said he enjoyed and he asked something about work or whatever. It was time for us to part ways so I got out. He thanked me again then quickly said for meeting up with talking with him, not the blowjob. He also complimented my ass and I just acted modest. He insisted then I proceeded to embarrass myself myself by feigning arrogance and agreeing with him. I quickly walked back to my car and tried not to think too much about it. Maybe it was the last time we'd get to do anything.
It was just the beginning. We haven't done much of anything since given our situations..but I came into the store he works at one day to deliver a coffee and walked out with my panties all screwed up.
No, he didn't rail me in the store room, though that would have been awesome, but we managed to sneak in a little bit of fingering during my ten minute break. I was too nervous to really enjoy it but I did get a little rush while walking back to where I worked. I'd gotten to grab his boner and feel his fingers between my lips and it had been a while since our meet up in the cafe so..I was more than happy with that.
If all goes well tomorrow, I might get to suck him off in the employee parking lot before we head in to work. Maybe this time the steering wheel won't be literally in my face.
Fucked a college professor while in grad school [m/f]
Like I've said in previous posts. I figured it would be fun to go back to my promiscuous (man-whore) days and recall some of the stories from back then. I'm generally considered a really good-looking guy (used to model, 6’3”, dark hair, blue eyes, swimmers build, workout regularly), so that enabled me to have quite a fun sex life. These stories are 100% true and not embellished in any way. I think that a straight honest story even if not as exciting at times is a bigger turn on, so that is what I will continue to try to give.
I walked into the classroom and sat down at the table. A few of my classmates were already sitting down making small talk. There were still about ten minutes until the start of class. This wasn’t a typical day of class, because there was a guest speaker scheduled and we didn’t know what to expect.
It was my second year of grad school and life was stressful. Nearly every waking hour was spent studying or doing something else school related. As I sat in my chair waiting for those few minutes to pass I felt tension in my shoulders and neck. The stress of another day was weighing on me. A couple of minutes later the professor entered the room with the guest speaker. The last few students entered as well.
(MF) stripper made me cum, so did Beth
After a strip club trip
So I have a problem sometimes, I want sex as fast as possible, and I cant wait to get home to fuck my wife, nor could I wait for Beth’s fiance to leave the house, so I went off on my own to a strip club near work. I figured I’d try it out and see what the big deal was, it was getting some great reviews.
I walk in, and there are a couple girls dancing, and talking with the guys there, a lot are really hot, so I already see the allure of the place. One girl comes up to me, and we talk for a bit, I ask about the private dances, and she shows me the prices, I choose to get into a private booth, just figured it be worth it. This part is gonna be short and sweet, cause the real story is with Beth. The stripper got me down to my boxers, her panties were gone, and she started grinding on me through my boxers, I could feel her getting wet, and I wanted to just lock her arms and pull my dick out, before I could act, somehow she got me to cum.
[mf] 2014 literature award winning erotica
It was round 6 bong and I was giving myself a wank in my mum's room. She usually comes home from nannying at 9 bong. I didn't even hear me mum come in til she says, "oi are u avin urself a wank on me bed?" I imediately started to blush and I turned around so she couldn't see my todger in me hands. "Swear on me mum, I wasn't doing nuffin."
I glanced back and I could see me mums was undressing, "Fancy a shag mate?"
"Mum, I swear on me life, my willy is harder than Jamie T can rap, mate." I told her.
Me mum walked towards the bed and used her gabber to polish me knob. Being a young bruv growing up in Liverpool, porn is banned in the UK, I didn't even know this was a thing. I glanced outside and looked at Big Ben; it was 7 bong and I tells me mum I am about to squidy. She stops polishing me and takes me chilly willy out her gabber and says, "Fancy the ole in out in out, do ya mate?"
Seeing me mum's old, nanny knockers flab up and down when I put me stiffy in her snatch made me instantly tickety-boo and my bonk juice landed in her tea. "oi mate swear it on me life I am mate, I'll deck ya in." she said while her own spooge landed in her tea. "Cor blimey mate." is what she said as it happened.
At 10 bong, we were listening to Jamie T on the sofa. I couldn't stop glancing at her yellow stained, crooked teeth. Me pecker started to get hard. Me mum noticed me erect dong rising from me pants. "u fockin cheeky cunt mate." She got up from the sofa and started to seductively sing. "SHEILA GOES OUT WITH HER MATE STELLA." matching the rythme and timing of Jamie T. Me whang is throbbing hard and pushing against the fabric of me pants. "GETS PULLED ALL OVA A FELLA." I couldn't take it any more and pulled down me pants and griped me tockley and started to toss me lodger.
As time progressed, me mum started to sing other songs besides Sheila. Me strokes matched her singing of John Lennon's chorus to Across the Universe. Then suddenly an all consuming sound rang across England; BONG! BONG! "Oi mum it's 12 bong it is mate." and my le petite mort was triggered like a tumblr femnist. Streams of genetic material coated the small apartment we shared and soon, there was only white and the smell of bleach. We both passed away from suffocation that night. My wooffy pudge was too sticky and we couldn't escape.
I [M]ay have given a girl an orgasm [f]rom a piggy back ride.
So the other night I was giving my girlfriend's best friend a piggy back ride like normal when she gets too drunk. I don't mind because its the nice thing to do, and it's not so bad having a pretty girl clinging to you and it's ok because she's a friend. Well like usual we were going along and she was laughing until something stood out to me, I think she is maybe moaning a little!? We keep walking and it starts to get more rythmic with when I bounce as I walk so I do a little experiment, I stop to readjust and move my hands a little bit farther up the inside of her thighs and squeeze a little sexually while purposefully bouncing her right on my spine and I swear she presses her face against my neck and let's out such a moan into my ear that I can't resist! For the rest of the walk now I make it clear that I am trying to get her off, I start grabbing her thighs more sexually and grinding her pussy into my back as I bounce her. I swear at this point she is loving it and moaning so much that I don't know how my girlfriend can't tell, thank god she thought she was just laughing weird. Finally we get close to her house and I don't want it to end so I enjoy the last few minutes of it groping her thighs and almost her ass while I make her grind my back so hard, until I hear her say in the most unmistakable way, "I'm cumming so hard right now". I thought about it and there is no way she would have said anything close to that for any other reason. hopefully I get another chance to do it again soon so I can really test if we might have a little naughty secret that we can keep from my girlfriend, nothing wrong with a little innocent orgasm right? ;)
My [f]irst experience being a ho[m]ewrecking whore.
My first time posting in this sub. Constructive criticism is welcome and appreciated!
When I started working there, he trained me. We hit it off right away. He was funny, energetic, and incredibly handsome with a chiseled face, brown eyes, broad shoulders, and a lean but muscular build. He had tattoos – those were what drove me crazy. On his wrists, and his shoulders, across his chest, his stomach, his back… and he was a veteran. There's just something about a man who went overseas to defend his country.
I guessed his age to be around 24, but when we started talking more, he confessed that he was 30, married, with two kids. He told me about how he was looking for a way out of his marriage. He was unhappy, and hated feeling tied down. I was only 18, but felt the same way about my boyfriend. He was nice… too nice. It wasn't exciting anymore.
We became fast friends and I would often catch him staring at me at work, eyes lingering at the top few undone buttons on my blouse. I couldn't help but stare at him either, he was probably the most attractive person I'd ever seen excluding movie stars.
Kerina’s College Humiliation, Ch.28: Things Heat Up [fM]
Shouts of "Fire, fire," echoed around the hall and the sound of running feet began.
Kerina didn't want to get seen like this, but at the same time she had been told to stay here and let the thermometer work. Kerina's brow creased as she tried to work out what to do, her current position doing a lot to distract her. She swiftly decided, however, that the threat of fire was more important than any other considerations, so she reached back and painfully drew the thick thermometer out of her tight ass.
Leaving it on the desk she looked around frantically for her gown… it was gone! She stood there indecisively, she had to get out of here, but she didn't want to be walking around naked. Outside the sounds off footsteps died down and went quiet. Presumably everyone had left.
Kerina was about to take a look when she heard the sound of a nearby door closing. A few moments later another closed. Someone was checking the rooms!
Kerina looked around desperate for somewhere to hide, but there was no where. Before she could think further, the door opened and a tall man, who only looked in his mid twenties, looked in and stopped shocked.
Popping my 7 year cherry
This is my story about how my 7 fucking year cherry gets popped by a fake Dom with a huge dildo.
We met on line – he had the whole Christian Grey thing going on and I was horny as fuck. I liked the idea of being man-handled a little….hair pulling, ass slapping, choking, pinching and biting, that kinda thing. I thought it would be fun, I was incredibly naive.
We texted and Kik’ed for a week…it was hot, being told what to do. I was into it and decided to meet up with him. There were so many flags going up but, I was so unbelievably horny that I just didn’t give a fuck anymore. I wanted sex. I needed sex. I needed to be fucked in every way humanly possible and I wanted it all the time.
We met at a bar and, as soon as I walked into the room, it was game over – I was in full control and he became….desperate. He wasn’t my type, he was older than he said he was and he was married but I was so horny I ignored all the warning signs.
Kerina’s College Humiliation, Ch.27: Kerina is Exposed in High School [f]
The halls echoed to the feet of students rushing to class. The Bell had just rung and the hallways that were previously ominously silent had burst into a cacophony of sound. Jim and Marty walked from class, confident and self assured, they walked through the crowd as students rushed, swirling around them. They were discussing an event that had happened about two weeks ago now, but which had never been far from their minds, the time when they had met Kerina.
They turned left down the hall and walked along the long hall that lead to the medical centre, ironically the same hall that Jenna decided upon to lead Kerina to the nearby room in which she would commence the necessary tests on Kerina.
The exam room was small and harshly lit. The whole room was visible through the door from the busy hall and as Jim and Marty passed, they looked in curiously….
…and saw nothing. If they had been five minutes later they would have seen Kerina, but this wasn't the case. If it had been, the story may have gone in a whole different direction. This just goes to show in this big universe that you never can tell.
The erotic invention of lying Part 1 [m/f] [voy] [fantasy] [oral]
He had a gift. Everyone believed everything that he said. It didn't matter whether it was fantasy or reality, which meant that he could make his fantasies his reality. As a boy of 18, he was in his final year before university and had already used his gift to manipulate grades. However there was something he had not thought to manipulate yet; sex. There were attractive girls in his school year who he naturally had thoughts about. Sexual thoughts. If he could, he would like to experience sex with all of them. He would want nothing more than to see them naked, just as an 18 year old boy would think about 18 year old girls. He was a virgin and that was not likely to change, like he desperately wanted. But damn it, if he could make his grade change, why couldn't he make his appearance change. When he heard a quote in his class: "the human brain is subject to change. If something is convincing enough, no matter what, a human will believe it. You could even trick them into false consequences." And the idea came…HE COULD TRICK THEM INTO HAVING SEX WITH HIM! But how? He would have to convince them that if they had sex with him, there would be huge benefits. That way, they'd have to do it. Although he wasn't just content with having sex one by one. He wanted them all at once. There was a host of girls he wanted, who he'd approach. For each one, he'd tell them, that if they did exactly what he said, they could have whatever they wanted in life. He would organise his dream. He'd book a hotel room one night, making convenient excuses for why he'd be away from his parents for the whole night. He'd also give the girls instructions, of how to get to the poolside luxury hotel. He addressed the girls one by one, who of course, could not refuse this opportunity. He told the first girl, Georgina. She was uniquely attractive. Pure ginger hair, a sporty girl with a toned, well built body. Perfectly strong legs, well exposed. A body and belly, filled in and well built, breasts larger than the average girl and a heavenly ass, her standout feature. It was perfect, it was large, it was kissable. When she bent over, the urge was unreal. A second girl, Megan, was also approached. She had a beautiful, innocent face, with beautiful hair. But behind all the cute beauty, was a girl who wanted wild experiences. Accompanying her beauty, was a sizeable pair of breasts, amazing for a girl her size. Not to mention an ass that although was not comparable to Georgina's, was particularly impressive when she leaned over. The third girl, Sophie, who was like Megan, in that she had innocent beauty, but even more than her, a whore was in control of her. She was nice, but she craved the lifestyle of a slut. She was petite, even more so than the other two, but large breasts and assets were not needed when wanting to eloquently penetrate her and her attractive body. Then, there was a last girl, Laura. She was very tall for a girl, her height made her legs last for eternity, and an Amazonian, slim body, made her appealing like a mountain to conquer and climb. She had small breasts, but an appealing ass which gave you the undeniable intention to squeeze. Not to mention the fact that her belly button was pierced, the sign of a confident girl who deep down was willing to do anything, and made her body unique and sexy. Then there was Elena. a girl who seemed sweet, but like the other sweet girls, was wild once alcohol had penetrated her belly. She was blonde and fully built, therefore not slim, but perfect for grabbing assets. Izzie was next. Her beauty was undeniable. Arguably the most attractive, she had the full package, beauty, tits, ass, body, she was essentially perfect. Georgia, like Laura, was a very tall girl, who had black hair and had a rebellious rock attitude. She was slim, and may not have had as great assets, but her uniqueness and physique made her enviable to enter. Lord only knows how their vaginas would be. But I wanted to find out. All of the girls agreed, so it was set to meet outside the hotel that night. I couldn't comprehend everything, how did this work? But still, I had to do this. The girls appeared one after the other, we talked, there was urgency from them, but delight at the reward, some asked why and I told them I was chosen. Checking into the hotel, we went to the room en masse. When I got there, I was the commander, so I led everyone outside. "First you all need to strip naked". They stripped completely, Laura and Georgia towering over with physique, Georgina bending over to drop her panties, Izzie and Eleanor revealing their beautiful bodies, Sophie and Megan stood out the most, small bodies, but intriguingly tight vaginas, as if they were virgins too, but I knew, that was not true, and those seemingly perfect vaginas had been penetrated. Then I had to strip, I had to get naked, so I told them: "I have to get naked too and listen, you might not know, but I am the most attractive man and we should have sex". I wanted everyone to be relaxed, so I instructed them to get wasted and drink the huge amount of alcohol that they wanted. You could see them leaning back with a bottle in hand, making all their bellies prominent, with their belly buttons in particular standing out. They were happily conversing, drunk and naked. Some started to even touch me and fondle me. The pool was looming, so I was going to fulfil my skinny dipping fantasy with these unbelievably attractive girls, then I could even do it….