The time I found out I [M]ay have bisexual tendencies [MM]

*Cross posted on another sub*

I transferred to my local four year after a semester at the local community college. I could not stand to live at home anymore. It wasn’t for any real reason except that I wanted real freedom and I did not have that while I was still living at home. I transferred in the spring, which was not a really good time to transfer as most people that were there already made their friends and connections and as shy as I was, it was difficult for me to find a place to fit in. I worked as a janitor part time on campus. After about a month living on campus in the dorms, I realized some buddies of mine from my home town had moved into a local apartment. They were not attending college, just moving away from home and rooming together to make it work for them. Read more »

A personal trainer spending three weeks living with his trophy wife client [MF]

So i’ve been a personal trainer for six years, and in that time I’ve managed to fuck over two dozen of my married clients, because unfaithful women are my ultimate fetish. This post will be to share one of my favourite experiences with one of my favourite girls.

This wife is a 32 year old legitimate trophy wife. Long blonde hair with blue eyes, wears a fake tan, has perfect fake tits and a great plump ass. Just an all-around amazing body. And the husbands some rich corporate dude in his mid 40’s. Who has no clue what she’s been doing. He’s also had a vasectomy she got and so they’re not looking for any kids. Read more »

An ode to masturbation

*Sex is like eating a cake… If you do it alone, it starts as the best idea in the world but you always end up feeling kinda gross at the end.*

How’s that for the opening line of my soon-to-be cancelled Netflix special?

Tasha here. No, not my real name…. my mother wasn’t sixteen. I AM rather juvenile however as a fresh faced college student currently waiting for my education to start back up in this new age of distance. But that’s enough of the boring shit, you clicked because you wanna know *how I get off*.

It’s definitely a problem. I started learning my body at a young age and haven’t really let go since. Every smooth line, every curved edge of my female frame just aches to be played with one a daily basis and I do my best to satisfy it: whether that be sneaking away from a Zoom class, or sitting at the very back of a crowded bus…. I *need* it, and that’s where creepy internet boys like you come in.

Kidding. But not really. Read more »

This time I’m [F] spying on him [M]

So, this morning I got a call from the ex, ugh, and apparently he left a box of his shit in the attic. At this point, I don’t know what’s in it, I don’t care, I just want it gone, when an idea came to me. My attic is dirty, and I don’t know how big/heavy this box is, so I should recruit a strapping young man to assist me, and since it’s dirty, I should offer him a shower to clean off before sending him on his way, right? Flawless logic.

So, I call Charlie up and ask if he has some free time to help me out, he was in the middle of an online class (oops), but he’d be happy to in the afternoon. Little background on Charlie, he and my son were on the swim team at school, and while my son was pretty good, Charlie was admittedly better, and has the body to show it, like one of those Ancient Greek statues, but caramel colored (he’s mixed race, dad is black and mom is French). Read more »

Almost getting caught on the boat. [MF]

One of the many perks of graduating college without any debt and inheriting a house from a family friend who had no kids, is that I have been able to spend my pay foolishly as my mother puts it. Last summer I bought a used speedboat and have spent a lot of time over the last 2 summers just relaxing on the river with friends and family; that provides the opportunity for this story/event to take place.

Earlier this week I ( 32, “Dad Bod” Teacher) had been talking to my Coworker MILF FWB Kat (45, 38b) and she was complaining about how her and her sons hadn’t been able to get over to their beach condo due to rentals and how she was bored. I had mentioned my boat before and I said to her, “Why don’t you and the boys and I go out on my boat tomorrow for the afternoon? It’ll be good to catch up with Brad (oldest son) and see Grayson (youngest son) before the school year starts.” Kat responded back, “Well Grayson has to work, but Brad would probably be game, I’ll get back to you.” A few hours later, my phone dinged and showed a message from Kat that said, “ We are good for tomorrow, but Brad want’s to know if Ashley (his girlfriend) can come too?) Since I had both Brad and Ashley in class as high school seniors and now they were juniors in college, I told her, “That’s fine with me. We can just leave from my house around 10:30, just come on over around then.” Read more »

Arabian Nights: How I came to serve a Persian Pillow Princess [MF]

A couple of months into my first year one of my flatmates had organised some pre-drinks in our kitchen before a night out for their birthday. It was mostly the people from our flat but she had also invited a few girls she had met on her course. One of these girls instantly caught my attention, Jasmine.

Jasmine was of an Iranian decent, about 5”2, long flowing black hair and piercing brown eyes. She was a little on the curvy side but carried it with an air and that made her more attractive than she appeared on first glance for example, that evening she was wearing a tight little purple satin dress that highlighted her generously sized tits and an ass seemingly hand carved out of marble but an Italian maestro. Read more »

Tim discovers his step sister’s secret chapter 17

Chapter 17 Morning and the flight home

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“Mmmm, fuck yeah, I love getting a good hard fuck in the morning, my tight little cunt is gonna milk every drop from you lover!”

Tim was watching Alexa riding him, the sexy undulations of her hips as she rode up then corkscrewed down, the hot clasping walls parting for his morning wood, being driven into the tightness of her buttery slick depths over and over. Tim had awakened to the feel of his cock being surrounded, and had opened her eyes to see Alexa driving herself down onto his prick, the passionate moan as she impaled herself, and the grunt as his cock head tapped against her cervix.

Alexa adored the fit, her pink hole not being stretched and banged, but like her cunt was tailor made to fit his cock. The gentle tapping of his cock head against her womb’s entrance always made her hungry, eager for his load to paint it white.

Tim could feel the building up, his balls were starting to churn, as Alexa cried out, “Yes, yes, do it, pump your full balls deep inside my horny cunt, fuck, yes, I’m cumming, oh fuck, shoot it, squirt it, OH MY GOD!!” Read more »

The Cure: Chapters 1&2 [Weight gain fiction]

# A love frustrated by dieting

“Oh my God, salad again!” Exclaimed a frustrated Charlie. “This is the third night in a row! Can’t we have a steak once in a while?”

“Charlie, I don’t mind your weight, but the doctor said that this is the only way that you can reduce your blood pressure and your blood sugar. I’d rather have you around longer than enjoy those luscious love handles”. Tammy defended herself.

“Okay, but I know you married me because you liked my soft doughy body, and I always liked yours too, but I know I have to be a good boy” Charlie agreed.

Charlie and Tammy fell in love after meeting on a plus size dating site. At the time, they were recent college grads and both pleasingly plump. They had a lot in common; both struggled with their weight and dieted constantly to keep “attractive” for the general population before trying out the dating site. Despite their best efforts and suffering, Charlie was about 220 lbs, and 6’ tall, and Tammy was 5’ 5” and 180 lbs. when they started dating. Read more »

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The Cure : Chapters 5-7 [Weight Gain Fiction]

# The check-up

After a month of this lifestyle, Tammy and Charlie had ballooned out, but differently than before. They had suspected earlier that the fat accumulated differently on the treatment; Tammy’s weight distributing in a healthier pear-shaped way (and very hot to Charlie), and Charlie also getting a better distributed weight. They also had no problem carrying around the extra weight, not getting short of breath and having the strength to walk and move easily. When it came time for the checkup, they were eager to see if this was normal and whether these benefits would continue.

When they arrived for the visit, they noticed a lot had changed at the office. First of all, there were more patients and they had expanded the space into an adjacent empty office. All of the staff looked significantly fatter, and were constantly munching on snacks. The waiting room was stocked with even more fatty and sweet treats including a soft-serve ice cream machine. All of the patients had full plates of snacks in front of them and were filling their bellies as fast as they could.

The nurse called them in and took their vitals. Read more »

Turn off your brain. Turn on your Cock: An Erotic Vignette. [Masturbation, Edging, Gooning, Cheating, Porn Worship]

Your subreddits are full of triggers. You might even be on your separate account, just for subscribing, consuming, reading and watching filth, right now. Opening Reddit, feeling the blood drain from your brain and surge into your cock. Your penis is coming to life with every beat of your heart. Totally unconscious, your hand is already touching your penis. Exhale hard out your nose, chest getting tight. Eyes glazing over.

Time to let go.

Rhythmic pounding flesh on flesh. Endorphins and dopamine flooding your brain, making your thinking cloudy. “Fuuuuhck” you rattle under your breath. Thick, juicy sluts are controlling you now. Cute little hentai cosplay bitches. Horny exhibitionist teens. Milky Titted MILFs. Hypnotizing you. A GIF rolls around your brain, a vascular, oiled cock disappearing in a fat bouncing ass. You want that. You want to be that cock. Fuck it, you want to be that girl. You want to be porn.

Stroking, stroking. Read more »