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The IG Influencer Gets Me to Dominate Her in Bed [MF] Part 4

Disclaimer: Everyone in this story is above 18. Reposted because I carelessly forgot to include the ‘Part 4’ in the title earlier. Apologies!

How did I find myself here? Nursing a cold bottle in my hand, my grip growing tighter around the neck until I must be choking it. There’s a Meek Mill song mumbling and thumping in the background, the lights dark, the dance floor packed. Bea’s in front of me, but he’s behind her, the distance between them closing by the second. Tilting the bottle, I take another sip even though there’s still beer in my mouth, because my mind is frazzled, and my body doesn’t know what else to do. But it does nothing to quell the brewing anger rising within me.

*Don’t do it. Just leave. You can leave.*

His hands are around her waist now, and hers wrapped around his neck. It doesn’t last.But not because I did anything, no – because now Bea’s, and around, and he’s facing her back, his hand snaking up her thigh, the hem of her tennis skirt being hoisted bit by bit.

*You can still leave.* Read more »

Sneaking out of church [f/nb]

“Come here, this is the comfiest couch.” Eli reached out then gestured vaguely behind her towards the mostly empty couch cushion.

“It really is, isn’t it.” Ridna sat back into the deep third cushion, leaning in towards Eli’s upside down face. “It is absolutely wasted on a church.”

“I don’t want to be creepy. It’s just that it’s so awesome that you do what you want, go wherever. Even if you do have to wear a skirt.”

“Do I really seem that way? I don’t feel that way at all.”

“What’s something you really want to do right now but can’t?”

“You really want to know the truth?”

“I really want to know.”

“I really want to kiss you right now. Is that okay?”

Eli smiled and reached up to twine her fingers in Ridna’s dark hair, excited and terrified by their forthright manner, pulling their head down towards her. Ridna braced their hands on either side of Eli’s chest and kissed her tentatively at first then harder as Eli returned the kiss fiercely. Channeling their rage into defiant lust, Ridna hoisted Eli into their lap. Eli let one hand slide from Ridna’s hair to trace their jaw and run fingers delicately down their neck. Ridna broke the kiss, gasping for air, stretching their neck into the caress and let out a quiet moan. Eli startled and withdrew slightly, glancing towards the door, subconsciously clenching her shoulder muscles. Read more »

Online friends finally meet

My first attempt at erotica.

The two met online and chatted everyday for a few weeks. They talked about each others past, the day to day and some dreams they each had for the future. Eventually, the conversations moved to sexting. Both of them loved it. It turned into a nightly adventure for both of them. One night, he suggested they try a call. She agreed. After the normal awkwardness of speaking to someone new, they dove right into it. Both loved hearing each others voice, their moans, hearing their name called out by the other. The passion consumed them. The calls became the new norm.

After one call, he asked her how she would feel about meeting. “We don’t have to do anything, just say hi, share a hug, maybe get food.” He wasn’t sure if she’d agree or if it was a good idea. Pictures were exchanged previously but its the internet. How can you be sure that photo is the person you’re talking to? “We would meet in public. So there’s no pressure.” “I’ll think about it.” He was a little sad but realized she didn’t say no, so there’s a chance. “I’d actually be ok skipping the meeting in public.” He was confused. “We’ve chatted long enough and I feel comfortable with you.” He was shocked. “So what were you thinking? I just get a hotel room for us?” “I would be ok with that.” He was stunned. “Well, ok….uhhh……Friday night?” “Just tell me where to meet.” They worked out the details and Friday night came. Read more »

[MF]. Nearly 2 Decades Apart… Didnt Matter at All

She had been my first. I’d had another girlfriend from the majority of high school, but we’d never pulled the trigger. Then, right at the tail end of high school, I ran back into her. We’d known each other when we were little kids. Now here she was, both of us 18, and even though she had a boyfriend at the time, it was obvious. I knew she’d leave him, and she did. We made love within weeks. It was amazing beyond words. I’ll write more about it another time. Today, I just wanted to share a small thought.

We went our separate ways around college time. From time to time though, we’d pop back into each other’s lives. Here and there, we’d meet, sometimes we’d talk, but most of the times, it became physical nearly immediately. What made it quite unique was the amount she would squirt. It was a sheets and duvet and the lining needs to get changed kind of situation. She told me he made her do it so much worse than her fist boyfriend, and as the years passed she shared it each time. Read more »

[MF] Turning my former church into a house of sin

Many years ago, when my family was exiled from our seemingly very conservative-thinking church in Australia, I openly defected from the religious teachings soon after but still held a grudge. I secretly became a porn bootlegger for the secretly sinful youth of the church who were eighteen and over. My clientele was mainly the boys in the church, who acted like angels of god until they got their first-ever glimpse of a pair of breasts, thanks to me. It all started completely by accident when I was looking for a way to spite the church and needed money. At the time, most of the church wouldn’t engage with my family and would typically heckle us or talk behind our backs if they saw us at a store, but I still had some acquaintances, and one of them was brave enough to ask if I could get them something because I was as they put it “a sinner.” They wanted a copy of penthouse Australia, the pet of the year edition, to be exact. Now at this point in my life, I had bought myself a couple of issues of penthouse and playboy with my nearly non-existent allowance to quench my bi-curiosity, but this also opened an opportunity for me. Read more »

[F] I masturbate a ton at work and been caught by the Janitor.

The first time it happened I was 22 (I am 26 now). Had been working at my current job for about half a year at that point and learned that night shift is all alone in the building, which makes it great for playing games, watching shows, reading, and masturbate. When I masturbate at work during the night shifts, I usually just get fully nude, no one else is in the building, latest someone will leave is 1am. I always walk around in the building just to make sure everyone is gone.

So the night I was caught I did make sure everyone had left. Took off my clothes and set them to the side and was just masturbating in my workspace. I had closed my eyes and was just using my imagination and was enjoying myself. In my still nervousness I still like to open my eyes and look around just in case. In my workspace is a big ass window that looks into the room, and on the other side was an older guy with peppered hair staring in like a deer in headlights lol. So, my natural reaction was panic lol, I gave a little scream and ran about 25-ish feet into the server room. I think he said sorry while I was running and I just wanted a moment to hear if he came in the room. He didn’t and I peeked back in and saw no one, ran to get my dress back on me and looked at the security cameras in case I could see him and saw him getting into the janitor’s closest which requires a key (also requires a key to get in the building as well). Read more »

A View [F20s M30s] [female pleasure] [oral] [fingering] [public]

“We don’t know how we got so lucky. I was sure the observation deck wouldn’t even be open this late- it’s a weekday after all – but you insisted that we should at least check. ‘It’s just a block away,’ you said, ‘We might as well.’ I couldn’t argue. It’s not like we come to this part of the city often.

We held hands and hurried across the street from the restaurant, not bothering to find a crosswalk. There was nobody else in the plaza; the empty tables and benches painted a dreamlike scene, as if everyone had vanished in some cataclysmic event. We, the last humans on earth, strolled between circles of illumination cast by street lamps.

The lights inside the tower were off, but the automatic doors slid open when we approached. ‘Did they forget to lock them?’ I wondered out loud. We felt like kids out past our bedtime, alone in the wide, dark lobby. Our footsteps echoed on the bare marble as we searched for an elevator. You jerked my hand with surprise when we heard a noise down the hall. We held our breath, fighting the irrational urge to hide. A woman with gray-streaked hair rounded the corner pushing a cart loaded with custodial supplies. She looked as surprised to see us as we were to see her. Read more »

Coeds Trading Their Bodies for Grades p2 (M35/F19) (college) (professor) (office)

After Erin left, Anthony sat back at his desk, reflecting on his luck. He happily replayed his his session with Erin and how her tight asian body felt, wrapped around his cock. Their deal was only for her silence, but he hoped she came back for another deal. Finally, he got up to leave work, adjusting his pants and gathering his bag. Leaving his office, he saw a student squeak and duck around a corner.

“Hello?” he said, finding another of his students. She was very pretty with dark brunette hair, tight body, and coffee colored skin. Still coming down after Erin, Anthony tried not to stare into her warm, innocent eyes and imagine her on her knees looking up at him.

Sheepishly, she stammered, “oh, hi professor, I’m Camila from your intro class. I was just coming to your office when…” she blushed furiously, while Anthony settled into professor mode and invited her to his office to ask questions. In his office, Camila seemed even more embarrassed, forcing Anthony to covertly scan his office for remnants of Erin. Read more »