A Teenager runs into his Friends Mother…On a nude beach. [Fdom][msub]

My submission for this DirtyWritingPrompt

(I didn't want to continually post a long thread, so here the story is in whole.)


My name is Michael. And this is how I lost my virginity. It started a long time ago, I was just a kid…No, I didn’t lose my virginity as a child. But this is where my mindset began; a mindset that I rarely discuss in public because society would label me a “pervert.”

It was the late 90s. My family wasn’t the wealthiest, but hey, it’s not like I noticed when I was living at the time. We managed to put food on the table, we managed a living, and money was the least of my worries.

We didn’t have the luxury of having everything we wanted though. For instance, our cable television wasn’t being paid for. I was only a child, but from what I remember the box we pointed the remote at was called a “scrambler.” We had over one-hundred channels, and there is one channel that always sticks out in my mind.

Channel seventy-eight.

[F Solo} Trying a bit different perspective then [M]y own.

I wrote this story some time ago, never got to post it. I hope you enjoy.

So, She answered my Ad, I could tell by her first message that she had No Clue what she was getting her self into.

Basically I was looking for a new sub, Someone To train to my way of Domination. a real Good girl who just kept that slutty side to her self. You know the type, she makes fun of the other girls but at night.. she has her desires making her little pussy just pulsate so hard.

So there she found her self at the other end of the room, I told her to strip. The look of "who me" across her face, that innocent doe eyes, Love it. but she did as told, she figured I was going to teach her to get the guy she wanted.
But, She was what I wanted. I made her dance for me. Rub her pussy till it was wet. then, I asked her if this is what she wanted. If she really wanted to step across that line. she stood their, cold and naked. Looking so much like a new fresh sub. Having no idea what I was going to do to her twenty year old body. She wasn't the hottest girl ever, she was what most would call average but, there wasn't a average cell on that smooth sexy flesh. She had what I call candy skin, that skin you just want to devour, a smile so innocent and pure that you couldn't help but thinking of your hands tangled in her hair while your fingers clenched her skull sucking her lips in fully as if they were sweet air them selfs.

Sharing my girlfriend [MFM] [Share]

The night started all began with a couple of drinks as these things usually do. I was out on a lad’s night out, anyways about half way through the night we ended up getting chatting to another group of lads in the smoking area of the club that we were in. I ended up getting along better with one of the guys, (lets call him Paul) more than the others we just seemed to click; we shared a lot of the same interests (little did I know that by the end of the night that it would include my girlfriend).

Anyways he and I decided to get a drink at the bar. After two beers, he and I ended up getting into a drinking competition, which consisted of a 3 shots in about 10 minutes, needless to say that put us well on our way. After that the night progressed no differently really than any other night. At the end of the night as we were leaving he remarked that he lived in an area that is quite close to where I live. I suggested that we get a taxi. Admittedly, the reason for this was because he was slightly worse for wear than I after a heavy nights drinking. This became apparent when he announced in the taxi that he could remember where he lived but due to the alcohol coursing through his veins, not his exact address.

Masked Mornings [MF] (with pictures by /u/MaskedMoxii)

This story was inspired by /u/MaskedMoxii, and her photos are included with her permission.

How should I begin to describe you? Should I start with your golden hair, cascading into curving rivulets just below your shoulders? Or your eyes, somehow still expressive behind your mask? I could talk about your lips, which are lovely and red, but not demure. The way you hold your mouth hints at your ferocity and pride, which makes you all the more beautiful.

Or I could speak of your neck, and the way it curves gracefully into your shoulder. Your shoulders are beautiful, and underappreciated. You can tell a lot about a woman by her shoulders, and yours are poetry. As are your breasts, small, but perfect. And your stomach is a wonder. Anyone seeing it will want nothing more than to run their tongue along it. They would break any vow to taste your skin.

But your legs. Your legs are a revelation. Long and sinuous, taut and graceful, they are like something out of legend, something over which wars were fought and religions founded.

First attempt. Kind of rough. Thoughts?

When I took my first steps out of the airport I barely noticed the heat. My eyes, even adjusting to the sun, landed on you right away. Leaned up against the truck watching the door with barely concealed excitement. You smiled and pushed up off the pickup as I ran into your arms. I planted one on you thinking I can handle just one for the moment, but quickly forgot we were in public and bit your bottom lip, slipping my tongue into your mouth. Your hand slid down my hip… An announcement over the intercom jerked us back into reality, Not usually one for PDA I blushed and squeezed your hand.
The ride to the motel seemed to take forever. We talked about anything and everything. While we shared a joinr you filled me in on what to expect at the farm, my mind started to wander. Suddenly I couldn't wait anymore. I rubbed your thigh and gave you my sweetest smile. The look in your eyes said you knew, even before my fingers delicately unzipped your shorts. I pulled you out , half hard already, and gave the tip a little kiss. You twitched. Perfect, all I wanted in the whole world was to slide my lips over you slowly, feel you get harder in my mouth. And I did. My tongue traced lines up your cock while my hand rubbed the base in perfect time. It had been so that long we'd only driven 10 miles before I was swallowing every last drop of your delicious cum. It was perfect timing. As I grinned and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand we pulled into the motel parking lot.
You grabbed my bag, and another, off the seat and handed me a room key. Checked in already. One of the many reasons I love you. You waste no time. When we entered the room you immediately got into your goody bag, laying everything on the desk. A bottle of wine, several blunts, candles and a corkscrew. You poured me a glass of wine. I sipped it slowly and slipped out of my sundress.
"Shower, baby?" I asked you. "I have been travelling all day." You nodded, but didn't follow right away.
By the time I'd found the perfect water temp you had joined me. Giving my ass a little smack as I stepped into the tub. I soaped up my body and stood enjoying the cool water on my face. Climbing in behind me you grabbed my hips and pulled my ass against you, kissing my neck. I let out a moan. You pressed me up against the wall, keeping one hand on my hip while the other caressed my ass. "Now baby," I whispered. "Take me now." "You know better, little slut. Who makes the rules here?" I remained silent. "Well?" "The pussy makes the rules?" Immediately worried my joke will earn me torture I looked back at you with my begging eyes. You slapped my face and asked again. "Who makes the rules here, slut?" "You do, baby." I could barely squeak out the answer. Even in the shower I could feel my excitement dripping down my thigh. "Mmm that's right, pretty girl. And why do you do as I say?" As you spoke your fingers found my clit giving it a little pinch. I gasped near your ear, felt your grip tighten on my hip and your dick twitch against my ass. "It pleases me to make you cum, baby." The next sensation was one of the most powerful I've ever felt. Your left hand pulled my hip back toward you, arching my back while your right hand spread my lips apart. "Good answer, pet," you growled into my hair as you shoved every inch inside me. It wasn't slow, but the pain was brief, and lead me into an instant orgasm. Each thrust prolonged the ecstacy, but before I was completely finished you pulled out. Slapping my ass with great force. You grabbed my wrist and pulled me out of the shower and wrapped me in a towel.
"Wait here," you commanded, tying a blindfold over my eyes. Then turning and leaving me alone in the bathroom. I thought of the water dripping down your tan back. I was confused, but I waited as told. A few short minutes passed and you called me out. Even with the blindfold on it seemed dark. I slowly shuffled in the direction of the bed. Finding the end, I dropped my towel. I slowly crawled and felt around. You were sitting up in bed, naked under the sheet from what I could tell and I could smell the first blunt. I didn't wait for further instrcuction. I felt around for the top of the sheet, uncovering you down to your knees. You watched and toked while I sucked your cock, staring up at you behind the blindfold. After only a few moments you pull it out and grab my chin, lifting my head. "Baby, how badly do you want me in your pussy?" I didn't answer quickly enough. Of course, you took that to mean I could wait. Instructing me to lie on my back you walked to the end of the bed and retrieved my towel and placed it under me.
"I was going to make this quick, you know. But, since we've both cum already. It may be time to slow things down." You laughed at the look of panic mixed with pleasure on my face. I forced myself to form the words, "Whatever you wish most, my love." It was barely audible, but I could feel your smile in my personal darkness. "Good girl." Suddenly your voice was at my feet. I felt the soft velvet as you wrapped the first cuff around my right ankle. The sound of the velcro was loud and made my muscles twitch. You pushed my legs apart at the knees. I felt a twinge between my legs and tried to close them to relieve some of the pressure, but you caught my left foot and quickly strapped the other cuff on my ankle. "Can't have you trying to move like that, little slut. You couldn't hold still and now we need more restraints. Roll over." I sensed it was not the time to talk back. I needed to be on my best behavior so you would reward me with your cock. I obeyed and you collected things from the room and returned. "Put your arms straight out.. Good. Push that ass up, whore." More velvet and velcro, this time on my wrists. "I forgot how well you listen, little slut. Do you think you deserve a reward?" Before I could answer you placed a gag in my mouth. But it wasn't my old one. This one had holes. I moaned and the sounds were clear. So wet. You gave my hair a good tug and walked behind me, kneeled between my legs. I felt you breathing on my pussy and I was dripping at this point. You licked and bit your way up my thigh. Something in the air changed and suddenly you couldn't tease any longer. You had to have all of me. Your tongue found my clit in seconds and traced up to circle my ass. Repeating with a greater intensity each time. Just as I was about to cum again you pulled away, put both hands on my hips, hiked my ass up and teased my pussy with the tip. Sliding in just a little and taking it away. You pushed into me as deep as you could just twice and I came harder than I ever have. Your dick was wet enough for your new plan.. Taking my perfect ass. We fucked until neither one of us could stand it any longer and you came on my back. Satisfied in every sense of the word, you released me from my restraints and removed my blindfold. I rolled over on the towel and opened my arms. We cuddled like that for nearly an hour until I gave you a wicked grin. "I need to get cleaned up. Come wash me?" I felt your eyes on my cum covered backside as I giggled my way to the bathroom…

Forced Favors [FM] [Str8] [blkmail] [reluc] [huml]

My flatmates hosted a party last Friday. We all work at the same huge company, and most the guests were also employees there, people I've seen a few times, maybe talked to, but not many I knew well.

On Saturday morning I had plans with my boyfriend for his 25th birthday, so I intended to shower and pass out early.

During the party one of my flatmates introduced me to his coworkers, Faisal and Jason. I talked with them for the better part of an hour before deciding to retire. They were both fun to talk to, interesting. Faisal was texting someone the entire time, so I mostly spoke with Jason, which was totally fine by me at the time because Jason is hot. We exchanged stories about our hometown, work, etc, and he seemed totally normal.

I excused myself to get ready for bed and went to my room, gathered my clothes, and headed to the bathroom. About ten feet of hallway separates my room from the bathroom, so suppose he saw me walking there with my clothes and towel. I took off my clothes and set them on the counter top next to my pajamas, and got in the shower like normal.

Entertaining Traci on my porch during a blackout [MF, mast][actually written during a Hurricane Arthur-induced blackout]

“Hey”

A female voice. I looked over to my left, straightening myself, lifting my forearms off the porch railing. The voice came from somewhere to my left, from the narrow strip of grassy earth that joined my porch to the parking lot behind my apartment. We’d been without power for about six hours now. It was hot and mind numbingly boring. Most people were unprepared and it was late. Most windows had no light in them. People were indoors or away, the occasional headlights of a car fleeing my apartment complex visible from afar.

“Hi”

“Can’t believe it’s taking them this long”

“How long does it usually take?”

“I don’t know. The longest I've been blacked out is like….3 hours maybe. Or not even”

“Hmm, you out for a stroll? You should carry a light or something”

“Nah, just….bored at home. I live not too far. I’m Traci”

“Jon, I've got two chairs here….”

She came and sat down. White, sleeveless top. Lighter hair, pale skin. Slim. A whiff of a woman's scent. Makeup, perfume….cigarettes? I strained to make out details.

Short Story 1

The day was dark,a solid pitch black. The ass cheeks of la-a were exerting a chocolate brown smoke of Hersey smelling mist. My eyes were dripping with tears and I was soaked in sweat, my zipper began to pop outwards like the force of a growing water ballon. I knew what I had to do to let go of this drive, I unzipped my pants and began seducing la-a with a rain dance of her Ugandan homeland. Her buttocks danced in unison with the clap of my hands. As I began taking off my pants she grabbed my balls and began to hold them at a cusp and slowly bring down her greasy, utterly sexy hands downward. I began to grow an enormous erection that had a mind of its own. It pushed itself in between some of her rolls of fat and I repeatedly penetrated the area until I creamed. I recharged quickly as la-a told me about her native trip and how her utter sexiness provoked her vagina to become the floppy mess it was. Again an erection popped out as I imaged a slightly overstuffed taco in between two juicy dark thighs. I began to penetrate her anally and then began to insert my penis into her vagina. It quefed and let an amazing aroma of the caviar of the best quality. I pounded her cervix until she was knocked out from pain. I pulled out and creamed all over her face, leaving her the mark of the Chilean dragon.

Published
Categorized as Erotica

Passing Around the Birthday Girl [MMMffMMM]

Hayley is the kind of girl you'd expect to see in an American Eagle catalog. An All-American girl who didn't have huge tits or a big ass, but a girl who knew how to accentuate her petite figure in the right places.

The first time she came in at my cafe, Hayley was wearing a cute little white summer dress that hugged her body in all the right places. Her breasts were probably B cups, while her ass was plump but still on the small side. She stood no more than 5'1'', meaning that me and my buddies would easily tower over her.

Basically, she looked exactly like famous Viner Alexia Raye, a thin, white, dark-haired youthful girl who always looks like she walks around baring her mid drift.

One this particular day, she came in and ordered a drink. Going solely on my drive to try and get her into bed, I decided to try and talk to her.

"So, why is a cute girl like you all by your lonesome?" I asked her.

"Oh, well, I like to do things on my own a lot," Hayley said, smiling a little bit as if she truly welcomed this extra curiosity in her.

First Arrivals [M+tF]

((From my tumblr, if you care: http://lonelyscoots.tumblr.com/ ))

I was nervous, I suddenly realised. It surprised me, somehow. I often found myself nervous, but it was usually something that I could easily suppress and ignore, but I was trembling and fiddling with a lighter in my pocket. It was a rather special day, after all, I had concluded as I walked down the streets. It’d been months of build up and I had spent most of the day up until that point preparing. I chuckled as I thought back to all of our moments. How I’d just idly apologised in a game. “Sorry for killing you all the time, but I just can’t help but shoot such a cute face.” And that had spurred on a conversation between us that had led up to some rather suggestive things being said. It became more suggestive and then explicit between the two of us and since then it’d been more than once that we both had been in front of our respective webcams for each other since then. A the day of my story? That’s the day I finally met her in the flesh.