Assplay (F playing with M)

Last night I had one of the best times of my sexlife! EVER!

It started out with me just cuddling my boyfriends ass, just his cheeks. Then the "patch" behind his balls. He started talking and that I don't remember much of it. I stroked him on the insides of his cheeks, being careful not to touch his tight hole without him saying that he wanted to!

We started talking about that I wanted to see him playing with him self.. Since he usually play with his ass alone.. I turned me so much on when he said that he would do that for me, and it was outside his comfort zone.. then I zone out of the conversation, but it ended up with me taking some lube on my finger and rubbing against his hole, first it was kinda weird. Then I started getting wet just because I saw how much he liked it!

I rubbed harder and pressing against his tightness. He moaned and arched his back so his ass came higher. It turned me on so badly. After letting my middle finger slide in. He moaned greatly and he squeezed my finger, it was so awesome! I felt my juices run down my thigh. As soon as I let him feel how wet I was I removed his hands from my cunt. And pressed harder inside him.

The Massage [fm]

We're sitting on your couch when you notice I look stressed out; I'm rubbing my neck and I have that look on my face that I get when something's bothering me.

"What's wrong, baby?" you ask, trying hard not to be distracted by my skin-tight tank top and short shorts that reveal my soft, alluring thighs.

"Nothing, my neck just kind of hurts," I reply with a meek smile.

"How 'bout a massage?" I nod and turn around to lay down on the couch, when I instead suggest that we go to your bedroom, as it would be more comfortable. I get up and make my way to your room, your eyes glued to my bouncing butt and swiveling hips as you silently thank whoever created these denim shorts that let my cheeks spill out the bottoms. Upon arriving to your room, I take off my top, revealing to you a lacy black bra that cradles my tits perfectly, as well as slide off my shorts, allowing you to watch me struggle to get them off over my plump, round ass to unveil a matching lacy, black thong. I lay down on my stomach, and look at you.

wrote this, hope it’s not crap

there i am down in the bar at the train station, when the trans siberian express arrives …. through the smoke and steam i can see u, in ur dark coat and hat, a small suitcase … later, u appear at the far side of the bar, martini in hand, as always, and a faint smile across ur face …. i volunteer .. 'u have them ? ', and ur smile grows, so i have my answer. 'i have a room' … u nod and follow me through the concourse to the lobby of the grand hotel. in my room, u lay the case on the bed. 'difficult job?' i ask. 'not at all' – another smile ' but i did have to seduce a royal fusileer' …. i accept this information, and look with anticipation towards the suitcase, which u open to reveal … the crown jewels ! at last !…. however i find myself looking instead at ur red lips, the way they have a small curl at the end, the shape of ur face, the grace and flow of ur body, revealed sans coat. suddenly, i reach over and close the case, hold ur face in my hands, and kiss u softly … i can smell faint perfume, musty train smells, and your scent … holding the kiss, i begin to unbutton u, and feel ur soft skin under my hands …. i lead u to the shower, wash the railway from ur body, and kiss u dry on the bed, starting with the toes ….

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Life after a college breakup Parts 0-2 [MF]

Hi everyone. This is my first story… there is quite a bit of buildup before the actual sex. Hope you don't mind, and hope you like! I have a few other parts already written out that come after, will link after I post.

"Well, it's over," Kim muttered as her bf ex boyfriend closed the Skype window. They had started dating when she was starting high school, and had been together for four years. The entirety of her young adult life, basically, and now it was over.

Back when they were dating, she often thought about how they would deal with college (she was in Philadelphia, he in California). It was more of a fantasy than a worry: him visiting, meeting her new friends; spending thanksgivings together for the first time; maybe a spring break together next year; kissing after months apart. She was looking forward to it all, and now, with one sentence, it had ended. "I'm sorry Kim, but I feel like I need to be single in order to thrive here."

"Well," thought Kim. "Fuck it. I can be single and thrive here too."

Seven Days of Pleasure Chapter 15 (Finally! only a year later…) [m/mast, f/m, exhb, f/m/m/m)

This is my first time trying to write a sexy story. I'd love some feedback if you're willing to give it (and especially if it's nice!).

I'm sorry that it's taken so damn long to get back to writing this. I really do enjoy writing, but sometimes life gets in the way. Hopefully things will continue to flow along and I'll be able to finish the story soon!

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"Jesus Christ… do you store that stuff in the fridge or something? It's fucking freezing!" Eric exclaimed as his lover applied a generous helping of lube to his asshole.

"Pipe down, you. You know darn well it came out of the drawer, not the fridge," Andrew retorted. "This was your idea, remember?"

"Yeah, well, I wasn't expecting it to be so cold," Eric replied. He laid on his stomach with his ass in the air, his hard cock pressed uncomfortably between his body and the bed. He changed position so he was on all fours, which simultaneously relieved the pressure and gave Andrew better access to his most private parts.

Young Lust [fm]

I’m at your house, in your room. I’m wearing a too-small pencil skirt that hugs my ass just right and a crop tank top that shows just my tummy and bellybutton ring poking out over the top of the skirt. As I plop down on your bed, you look at me at just the right angle to see my cleavage jiggle just slightly in my push-up bra. With a cute little sign I lay down on my stomach, just like a always do, in my favorite position. you can’t take your eyes off my ass, sloping from the deep arch in my back, protruding from the too-small skirt that’s incidentally revealing the bottom of my cheeks.

You climb on the bed after me, still gazing at the curvy body in front of you. You place your knees on the bed outside of my thighs and run your hands down my sides, tracing the hourglass curves of my waist to my hips. I turn around, look at you and giggle. You see the lust in my eyes as I look you up and down, and can’t help but know what I’m thinking. You can do whatever you want to me, they say, as your strong hands linger on my mesmerizing hips.

Lesbian Spanking, Redheart’s Red Bum [FF, sub, dom, spanking]

(One of my longer, less weird stories. You may find my other stuff at: http://lonelyscoots.tumblr.com/ )

Nurse Redheart was in the kitchen, just making some sandwiches and getting a glass of milk. Lyra calls from the other room for Redheart to make her one as well. Redheart would look to the table, noting that she'd already put everything back, but just imagining Lyra's face she spoke up "Eh… Yeah, of course." she called and started getting everything out again and making Lyra one as well. Butter, cheese and cucumber. Redheart really didn't want to forget Lyra's cucumbers. She'd done that once more and… there had been consequences. Recalling that time she got a pink tone to her face as she looked down at the cucumber before putting it back in the fridge and pouring up another glass of milk"What's taking so long?" Lyra asked loudly, right behind Redheart who in her shock dropped the glass, shards and milk spreading across the floor. With a terrified look she looked to Lyra and Lyra… just grinned.

Redheart's face was crimson red and she stared for several moments, Lyra still just grinning firmly, before she looked down at her feet. "I-I'm so sorry, Ms Heartstrings!"

[MMMF][Fantasy][Temperature play] Playing With Fire

Finally, a gangbang (or a foursome, depending on semantics) where the lady's in charge. The full story can be found here. Thanks for reading! I am immeasurably grateful for any and all feedback.


“So, what do you say?” Azar stared expectantly into his face, eyes wide and shining with excitement. Across from her, the young merchant twirled his fork over his plate, avoiding her eyes. His long, blonde hair glinted in the sunlight. Scattered around them, other couples sat at other tables. Their light, idle chatter floated over the castle courtyard. Banners fluttered on the battlements, on the tents in the courtyard, and the keep, colors dancing in the wind.

Every few minutes, a passing guard would waver on his route and take a deep breath, inhaling as if trying to absorb the cafe’s sights and smells. Each guard would carry on after a moment, green with envy. They ignored the rumbling in their stomachs and knowledge that cold bread and oily stew were the only rewards waiting for them. Instead, they doggedly continued their patrols, staring with keen eyes and sharp glares at the forest outside the castle walls. Azar watched them pass, one, two, three, as his silence stretched on. And on.

[nc] [Mf] [Trigger warning]- Rape fantasy, PM for any stories you would like or were afraid to ask for.

examples of work from my sub: here


The turn.

The moment he put his hand across her mouth she went quiet.

He could see her trembling, but in her eyes he saw she had that giddy feeling of token resistance to him.

He got his thick well worn grubby ring finger out, and began using it to inspect her skirt.

He pushed down and had a feel.

It was damp.

As much as there was terror in her eyes she was that much more fully engorged, dripping and seething with part contempt and genuine arousal.

He could feel that gushing feel as he rubbed the outside of her knickers.

The panties discoloured.

They went off white, he pushed into her though them and immediately he felt a gush and she let off a soft moan into his covered hand.

His long tendril of a ring finger pushed almost uncomfortably into her hole.

He felt the liquid pressure of plasma and squirts against his finger and the flimsy cotton cloth barrier of her loins.

Her Request — Femdom story ahoy!

Her request seemed pretty ridiculous at first, but I went through with it.

I’m 6’2” tall, 200 pounds, and my tiny girlfriend Maya comes up to about my chest. She’s Filipino, sort of shy and reserved. We been dating for 6 months or so, and our sex life was definitely good.

She loved getting down on her knees and giving me head, and I loved shooting my cum all over her face and down her throat… but we always did what I wanted, until the night I asked if there was anything she wanted to do sexually that we hadn’t tried. You know, like a fantasy…

"So, What is it you want to try?" I asked finally.

She shook her head, too embarrassed to tell me.

"Well, if you ever change your mind, I just want you to know I’ll do it. Whatever it is, I’ll do it."

I forgot about the conversation all together until I got an email at work a few weeks later.

"Eric," It read. "You will come to my apartment at 6PM tonight to fulfill my fantasy. The door will be unlocked. Enter the bathroom and await further instructions." Weird, definitely. But, hey, I told her I’d do anything, and I was going to go through with it.