Office Sex [MF]

First, I went around the division to do a full sweep of the office. My boss was military so his conservative ass would still come into the office from time to time even during a damn pandemic. I didn’t see anyone on the entire floor and gleefully texted him: *The coast is clear.*

He came up and waited in the lobby because he no longer had a swipe card. Still looking over our shoulder because everywhere was glass, we headed back to the hallway where both our offices sat. Well, his former office.

“My office? Or yours?,” I asked with a smirk. He looked at both our offices as if he was shopping.

“Let’s go to mine.”

Being the planner I am, I threw him a pack of baby wipes as I closed the door behind me. It was a sunny day and the light was bright but soft. We exchanged a passionate kiss and started stripping each other’s clothes off. He was sitting on his desk when I said, “Hey. Thank you for your service. “ He smiled as we continued to dive into each other. It was veteran’s day, and he was an army vet. All that training made his muscular body deliciously firm. Read more »

I [M] still think of three women with different cum fetishes who I have had the pleasure of knowing

I’m sure there are women who truly don’t enjoy cum. But as an adult I haven’t experienced any women who didn’t enjoy it to a greater or lesser degree. And that makes sense to me, I love the taste of a cute woman. But, to get to the point of the post, I’ve known three women that enjoyed it so deeply that I would call it a fetish. As if they needed it. But their fetishes were all specific; one woman needed to swallow it, one needed it deep in her, and the last wanted to be covered from head to toe (alright more like head to upper thigh). I still remember and fantasize about all of them. But this post is about the first woman.

I was in my late 30s. I’m white, genial,and handsome; but probably more lucky than handsome. She was in her early or mid 20s. I think 24. She was black, terribly sexy, and cute when a big smile lit up her face. She was slimmer but still soft and womanly with an enjoyable but not big ass and I a dd cup size. The kind of breasts that are both heavy and perky. They drove me wild. She drove me wild. Read more »

F*ggot DNA Chapter 1 [Gay] [mm] [Mm] [bdsm] [Mdom] [Msub]

*WARNING* This story contains the use of the word f*ggot, also includes underage characters.

Chapter 1

Recently, there was a new gene found within males that has an affect on the way they act. Those with the X version of the gene have an alpha personality and was born to rule over others. Those with the Y version of the gene have a beta personality and was born to be ruled by others. There are also men without this gene and thus has no personality determined by this gene. After these findings, the gene was named the Fag gene and every male in USA was tested for this gene and every future boy born was also tested for this gene.

Every male was then permanently marked with a tattoo on their lower back with a colour, blue for the Y gene and red for the X gene. Those without the gene didn’t have a tattoo. Across all of USA, only 1% of males have a X gene and same with the Y gene. Those with the Y gene are called faggots across the USA and those with X genes are called alphas. Whoever has whichever gene is concealed to make sure everyone is on equal footing, but clearly the hierarchy says other wise. Read more »

Naughty Magic: Angie pt 2

I wake up with a start, the ritual jolting me awake like a bad dream. I’m in my bed, a little warmer than I’d like under my comforter. Looking around my dorm room I notice a few, subtle changes. My picture of… Bret? Brad? What was his name? His picture is gone, replaced by one with me and my roommate, Clair. Wait, was she my roommate before? A few different nick-nacks around, unsure of who they really belong to, but everything else seems the same? I shift under the heavy blanket, my naked body mildly dripping with perspiration from the heat, and uncertainty. My roommate stirs in her own bed, curly brown locks cascading around the pretty features of her face. I absentmindedly bring a hand between my legs, wrapping my soft fingers around the firm shaft under my covers. I stroke myself, thinking of her riding my thick cock, and I bite my lip in my arousal. My hand slides up and tickles at the sensitive skin just under the head of my cock, and I pause – breath caught in my chest. Read more »

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Father in law text for help. Or was it a set up ?

My week started as normal as possible with the exception of my lingering thoughts from the past weekend and what had transpired with my visit to my Mother in Law’s . I could not wrap my head around everything that had happened but was fully aware that my life would forever be changed. By Wednesday my mind was back into work mode and my mother in law was less of a thought during the day anyway. It was about 4:00 and I was wrapping up my day when I received a text from my father in law, “ I’m wondering if you can swing by after work, I found a leak underneath the bathroom sink and I cannot get it fixed. My back is too old to lay down that long and I can’t seem to stop the leak.” I text back saying that I have to take one of the kids to practice and can’t tonight but I could tomorrow. A few minutes later I receive a text from my wife. “ why didn’t you ask me about my moms sink ? I will take the kids to practice, go fix the sink”. Well apparently my FIL text her – WTF I thought. I texted my FIL back Change in plans I will be over tonight. Ok he texted back. Read more »

I had sex with a co-passenger, on a flight , while my newly wed husband slept.

We were 10000 feet above sea level and I was horny as fuck. We were on a transatlantic flight , and the multiple time zones had left my husband extremely sleepy, and me extra awake. I looked across at my husband of 10 days, we had just been on our honeymoon to the Maldives, and were headed home to San Francisco. He had a nasty sunburn right across his face, sparing the two circles around his eyes, in the shape of his sunglasses. He was not a pretty sight, especially with drool dripping from one corner of his mouth, as his head lolled back and forth, against his travel neck pillow.

I know I am trying to find excuses, for what happened next, but I really didn’t mean to cheat on my husband just 10 days into the marriage.

Here’s what happened next.

I looked around the plane.It was dark outside and the cabin lights were dim, everyone seemed to be dozing or occupied with their mobile phones. The man on my left, had his eyes closed Read more »

My Favorite Blowjob Ever

This happened with my current girlfriend and it was the first time she ever gave me one. We’ll call her Emma for anonymity purposes. So the surprise factor was high at the time making it even better. I mean I’d had blowjobs in the past but nothing compared to this one. It had also been close to a year at that point since I was in a relationship which made it more intense at the time.

This was early on in our relationship after 3 or 4 dates. We were hanging out at her place just watching Netflix and talking. The mood turned a little frisky and we ended up on her bed. Our clothes were off at this point and Emma is slowly working her way down on me. I’m rock hard of course getting even more turned on by her actions. She finally gets down to my cock and I’m already precumming. She licks from the base to the top taking me all in with one elegant motion. The feel of her warm wet mouth as she slid up and down my cock was absolutely amazing. The sight of her big beautiful tits bouncing was a nice touch too. She started off slow trying to take me all in. I just watched as her head went up and down on my cock. Read more »

“The Hitchhiker’s Gratitude (Part 4).” (M/F, Rough Sex)

This is the fourth installment of “The Hitchhiker’s Gratitude”; a story inspired by, and originally submitted as a response to, [this prompt](https://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/f4ft7z/wp_turns_out_the_hitchhiker_you_picked_up_is_more/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app) by u/RedFredHunter.

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Dim, almost-orange yellow light poured through the widening gap of the threshold as the door swung inward. The inside knob thumped against the near wall, and the wooden slab shuddered on its hinges as it – much more slowly – began to swing back out.

In a flurry of movement, two pairs of feet awkwardly shambled over each other – a heavy set of black steel-toes chasing backstepping sandals. The open-toed footwear snagged on the carpet, and they were forgotten as their owner’s feet slipped out of them and the other’s boots tried over them.

An ursine pair of hands took hold of a slim waist – rough fingers brushing up under the blue hem of a shirt – and lifted it upwards. There was a feminine yelp, and long denim-clad legs wrapped around a burly torso; delicate fingers digging into broad shoulders.

The bear paws roamed southwards, cupping the woman’s ass in their palms, squeezing it through her jeans. Her fingers reciprocated the treatment on his shoulders, tightening their grip urgently. Read more »

A Voyeur No More (MF) – Chapters 3 & 4 (of 4)

Chapter 3: Reconnecting  

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I stayed away from Keri’s coffee shop for a while after that.  I felt a little bit weird with the way the night ended and I wasn’t sure how things would go if I visited.  Clearly she was uncomfortable or embarrassed when she hurried from my condo.  But, I couldn’t let go of the image of her touching herself during that brief moment when she gave into her desires.  The soft mass of her breast under her shirt molding to the pressure of her hand.  The way her lips were open and her breathing almost labored.  It was really sexy!  That experience with Keri was like a special drug to me.  I replayed those erotic minutes in my head over and over.  My imagination filled in details impossible for me to recall. Sometimes the experience didn’t end with her sprinting down my stairs.  Instead, her breathing accelerated.  Her chest would expand and her back arch as she tried to move closer to some unseen stimulation.  Her hand would explore her body in ways that drove me crazy.     Read more »

“The Hitchhiker’s Gratitude (Part 3).” (M/F, Plot Development)

This is the third installment of “The Hitchhiker’s Gratitude”; a story inspired by, and originally submitted as a response to, [this prompt](https://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/f4ft7z/wp_turns_out_the_hitchhiker_you_picked_up_is_more/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app) by u/RedFredHunter.

*Note: This particular installment does not feature an actual sex scene. Due to its length, I saw fit to post this segment as Part Three, and the following sex scene as Part Four.*

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“Still aiming for Bakersfield?”

“Mmmmnnnh… What?”

“*Kitty*, wake up.”

“I’m… awake…”

“You sure?”

“No.”

“I asked if you were still wanting to go to Bakersfield.”

Kitty groaned as she forced herself to sit up in bed, drowsiness still weighing down her eyelids like lead. She paused to regain strength, exhausted by the small effort, then raised her hands to her face.

“What time is it?” She mumbled into her palms.

“A little after five.”

“In the morning?”

“Sure as hell ain’t five in the afternoon.”

“Why are you up so early?”

“I’ve gotta get going. Got a load to drop off, and it’s still a long drive to Bakersfield.”

“Fuck…” Kitty sighed, running her hands up and to either side of her face, smoothing back her unruly hair as she finally managed to blink her eyes open. Read more »