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Long Lunch Breaks [FF]

Back when I was working at an insurance company, right after graduating college, one of my coworkers and I had an on-again, off-again thing. She was bi and mostly dated guys, but we were an awesome team. Our desks were about 10 feet apart, and we constantly had a Skype chat going. It even got to the point where she started calling me her work wife.

Anyway, whenever she was single for a little bit and didn’t want to deal with Tinder or dating apps, we hooked up. It usually went in waves. After she swore she was done with guys, we’d hang out a lot more, and it’d get really intense for a week or two.

Most of the time, she just crashed at my place for the weekend or I crashed at hers, and we got delivery 3-4 times a day. But, sometimes one of us had to work over the weekend or had something come up, so we only got a day or a night together. Read more »

“The Hitchhiker’s Gratitude (Part 1).” (M/F, Oral Sex)

Got some good reception on my introductory post, here, so here’s the first part of another story I had fun writing.

This is the first 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&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;utm_medium=ios_app) by u/RedFredHunter.

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“Where’re we headed?” She asked, climbing with a little difficulty into the passenger seat of the truck.

“Me?” He responded. “Bakersfield. You? You tell me.”

“Bakersfield sounds nice.” She answered, slamming her door closed with one hand as she began to tug at the seatbelt with the other. “Thanks for picking me up.”

“Wouldn’t have felt right leaving someone on the side of the road like that, middle of summer. Car broke down, somewhere?”

“Something like that.”

“Something like that?” He questioned the cryptic response as the mechanism of her seatbelt clinked.

He had shifted the truck to drive, pulled entirely off the shoulder, and almost got up to speed before she finally answered him.

“Hitchhiking my way across the state.” She provided. “Last guy gave me a ride dropped me off about where you found me.” Read more »

Smoky garages and happy girls

We’ve both had so much to drink, laughing and joking the evening away, happy to be in one another’s presence. I follow you into the garage, bouncing and giggling as I watch you smoke. The fragrant smell of the flowers fills the air around you as I inch closer, and lean my head back to look at you, you in sleep shorts and your Superman shirt, me in one of my old band tees and pale pink panties. I don’t remember what I said or you said, but I remember how the air felt in that moment, vibrating, and how you looked at me. The glassy sheen from all of our imbibing clears, and I see need so strong it made my insides clench. It echoes inside me. Your lips find mine, one hand tangled in my hair, the other grabbing my bare hip to pull me against you. I’m dizzy, from alcohol and want, and break away to catch my breath. Your lips don’t stop moving, and drop to my neck, and our bodies arch and press into one another. I breathe I take a step back, pulling you by the hand and drop to my knees. I look up at you, ever asking permission, but not with words. You gaze down at me, silent, the exertion of your will over mine curiously absent, yet the need glowing behind irises that are a melding of moss and cognac is unmistakeable. i pull your clothing out of the way and hungrily take you in my mouth. I’m desperate for you, starving, as I lick and suck your cock, tasting, savoring, devouring. I will stay here on my knees forever and bring you pleasure, and gain my own from that knowledge. My thighs, already wet, grow even more damp until I’m certain my panties could be wrung out, but I don’t stop. I want to be a reciprocal for your come, To be your fuck doll. I take you deep and gag, then lean back to breath. I look up at you while I stroke the slippery head with my thumb . you grab my shoulders and pull me to my feet. “ turn around and bend over baby “ and suddenly I’m spun around and sprawled on the hood of your car with my panties off. I feel you close In behind me and suddenly I’m full of you. My bottom, is still sore from earlier, but I’m so happy, despite being half delirious. I push back against your thrusts at first, giving as good as I’m getting, until I’m overcome. All I can do is hold on as you use me, as my body rejoices in being surrounded and filled with you. Before I know it my empty pussy is spasming, I’m moaning incoherently, and you fill my ass with come. I lay there, with boneless legs, a sheen of perspiration covering my body, and try to catch my breath, which is always lost when we are together, you always steal it. After several deep gulps of pot hazed air, I begin to giggle, I sit up, wobbly, and look at you. You grin, that dorky one, that makes you look more boy than man, and say, “ well that was a first “

Kitchen spanking ( bdsm )

You jokingly swatted me and promptly disappeared into the laundry room. It was a light slap, barely there, it sent no pain signals to my brain. but it sent signals to my pussy, and it immediately clenched with want. I did what my instincts said to do, prepare myself for more. The countertop felt cool through the thin cotton of my night shirt. My hands, outstretched in front of me, palms down against the stone, legs straight, ass pushed up in offering. I closed my eyes and tried to breathe through the anticipatory butterflies taking flight in my stomach. I hear your footfalls as you return to the kitchen , the snick of the laundry room door, and then silence as you freeze momentarily. You walk up be hind me, and pause. I push my ass back and up in a silent plea, and am rewarded with your hands sliding up my ass cheeks, lifting my shirt as you go . I feel your gaze on my unmarred skin, It had been so very long since you’ve spanked me, and my pussy clenches at the intimate memory. I’m brought back to reality by the feel of your long fingers gliding along my seam, my juices coating you. I moan at the contact and push into your hands harder. Your hand leaves my dampness and slides up my body, settling in the center of my back, pressing down firmly. then, warm stingy tingles bloom as your other hand makes contact with my bottom. “one“, I recite in a breathless small voice, wondering who will crack first, me from pain? Or you with need.

Sinnndy’s First Time [FM]

**My first experience was when I with a friend of my fathers who was 35. I was a very horny girl, I had been playing with myself at an early age and had given blow jobs to my older brothers friends, but I was saving my cherry for a more experienced guy, I wasn’t expecting him to be that much older, but I’m glad it was Jim.**

**I was at home alone, my parents were on vacation, and my older brother who was supposed to be watching me, was staying at his girl friends house, I was busy playing with my pussy when the door bell rang. I pulled up my thong bikini, that’s all I ever wear, I love my body, and I love showing it off, and I answered the door, it was Jim looking for dad, he was in the neighborhood, and decided to drop by. I told him dad was on vacation.** Read more »

Cheated on my GF with her friend [MF]

Real stories from a happily married Wisconsin couple. Some are from Him, and some are from Her. This one is from Him.

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As you can see from my last story about betraying my best friend by playing with his sister and ex-girlfriend, I wasn’t exactly the greatest person when I was young. When I was a freshman in college, I cheated on my girlfriend with one of her best friends, Jenny.

It wasn’t exactly planned. It was early in the fall semester and I was living in the dorms. Jenny lived in a neighboring dorm building, and somehow (I don’t remember exactly) I found myself in her dorm partying. There were a number of people there. I dated my girlfriend for several years at that point, and we all knew each other from high school. My girlfriend went to a different college at the time, so she wasn’t around.

As the night went on, both Jenny and I got increasingly drunk. Soon, the crowd in the dorm became scarce, and I can remember Jenny whispering into my ear that we should go to my dorm room. I lived in a single dorm, so I naturally thought that could only mean one thing. Read more »

[mf] More Fun at the Lake

This ended up longer than I expected, sorry. I’ll separate out the sexy stuff with *** if you want to skip ahead.

“Mom, it’s not like that. We’re just friends.”

“Ok, ok. I’ll ask him.”

“Love you, too.”

Audrey hung up the phone.

“So, my mom wants to know if you want to join us at the lake this weekend. Bless her, she really wants there to be something between us, and my sister is bringing her new boyfriend.”

“Sure, why not? I mean, if you want me to.”

“Really? We always go as a family for Labor Day. Mom says Hailey already claimed the queen bed, so we’d be in the twin beds.”

Her phone dinged.

“And now dad is saying he’ll handle her if you don’t want to or I don’t want you to. God, I love him.”

“Well, I’m down if you want me there. And I’ll sleep on the couch if you don’t want to give your mom any more ideas.” Read more »

Kinky Afternoon Bootycall

It’s 3pm and I’m feeling horny and decide to booty call you. You’re working, you say, but you’ll come over as soon as you’re done.

I fall asleep in the afternoon sun in nothing but a white tank top. When you arrive, you find me sleeping on the bed, splayed out in the sun. A devilish thought crosses your mind – “this girl needs to be punished for not being ready for me”, you think.

You wake me up by standing over me and pulling off my white tank top. My nipples are already hard as I open my eyes and see you standing above me. I feel myself becoming wetter as I look up at you submissively. “Now you’re awake for daddy”, you growl and pinch each of my nipples with a clothespin.

The pain rouses me and turns me on all at the same time. “Fuck” I gasp, and see your cock start to stiffen. You command me to play with myself and I start to stroke my clit for you. I start to beg you to fuck me, but before the full sentence escapes my mouth you stuff a ball gag between my eager lips. Now that I’m gagged, you can do whatever you want with me. You begin tying a harness on my chest. I feel the rough rope on my skin and squirm. You pull it tight around my body and I gasp. Read more »

My most evil creation [MF, MC, NC]

This is a start of a new story series maybe. Right now it’s a framework outline. It needs to be lengthened and expanded. More scenes and more some actual interaction.

My partner suggested the idea. It’s very, very dark.

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My name is Doctor Franklin. I am sexually and criminally insane. Not that anyone with authority has ever figured that out. The one person who did figure it out became my greatest creation.

Lyra is the head nurse of the hospital. I’m one of the staff doctors. She is my wife. I love my wife. We met when I was first hired.

At the time, she truly cared for the patients of the hospital. Working to help them recover emotionally, physically, and near lovingly cared for even the worst of them. Those who would spit on her, bite her, etc. She learned how to handle them and calm them down and convince them to allow her to help them.

When I was hired I couldn’t help but notice Lyra immediately. She is one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. 5’10” tall, long light brown hair normally kept in a bun at work. But what really drew me were be pale blue eyes. Read more »