She was the first woman I’d fucked who really let me top her in every conceivable way. Begged for it even. This surprised me because like my other exes, she presented as butch. As a chapstick femme switch living in San Francisco I often found myself dating butch top women looking for a femme bottom. From stone butches to old school daddies to wee little baby butches, I hooked up with as many conceivable variations on the butch lesbian theme as there were shades in a pride flag, hoping to eventually find one who would actually let me be fully myself and play both roles. Looking into K’s soft brown eyes, so sibylline, so clouded over with a needy lust I recognized but had never confronted in a lover so plainly, I kissed her deeply and promised to take her strap-on shopping tomorrow for the price of a fuck today. Inhaling deeply she agreed, and I took her then with my hands alone.
[M]ilitary Con[F]essions: “The Vampire” South Korea Edition (long)
Well I’m back. I had a few people send my messages about my time station in South Korea. Well I figure I right out my time there, it was not that exciting but hey I’ll let you guys judge that. I think I will combine more than one story in the post. Being station in South Korea was fun, I was about 23 at the time of this adventure. I was never really into Asian woman back then like I am today for two reasons. First, I always found that Asian women was too skinny and not enough curves for me. (I hope I don’t offend any Asian women that read this I was young and dumb). Second, I was in the Vill (that what military call the town right outside the base) and saw a porn of Asian culture and I hated it because of how the female sounded like a crying cat. I was stereotyping thinking that all Asian women sounded like that. I said before in my last story that South Korea was a white guy paradise. Asian women were quick to flock to the White dudes more. If you never been to South Korea there are women there that are called Juicy girls (prostitutes). Yes, it was very illegal and no I never paid for one or ever paid for sex and don’t ever think I ever will.
Writing Commissions (desperately requiring pennies)
Well. This is possibly the worst first post I could’ve possibly made, but you gotta do what you gotta do.
For some background…
I live with my parents for several personal reasons. A few years back, we started losing money. My stepdad left his job, my mother can’t work because of mental issues, and all I can do is babysit for family members due to my crippling anxiety. We’ve been getting most of our money from my dad and the pity money my therapist sends every few months. I tried to learn art to help make money, but of course, I won’t get very far very quick with only a year of practice. I am still practicing art but I’ve turned to writing now.
I have a positive history of writing. I passed English classes, got awards for my work and even got a small book published.
The reason I’m doing this all now particularly is because we’re making even less money than before without my stepdad’s income, he’s leaving my mum and I cannot let her get any more depressed than she is. So I’ll be writing some…NSFW stuff.
Why is makeup sex better than anything else? [Mf, Professor, Taboo, Public, Caught]
**Just here for the sex? Skip to XXX!**
Sometimes, every once in a long while, the wrong decision can feel extremely right.
Laci and Vanna, true to their words, helped me forget all about the drama of the previous semester. We spent the entire break tangled around one another, kissing and sucking the misery away. There was no mistaking the emptiness inside, however.
Classes were delayed a bit due to particularly harsh winter storms. When the new year’s snow melted, so did the illusion of my happiness. The girls made it clear that I had an open invitation to their bedroom at any time for any reason. Vanna went so far as to say they’d kick out whichever bedfellow happened to be there in favor of the sexiest teacher she’d ever met. It was actually sweet, in its own strange and shallow way. The kind coeds really did care for me. They just—as Emilia had once said—were at a different place in their lives. Their sexy bodies had helped to numb the aching hurt of being used by a woman I’d truly cared for.
Sissy Fiction – Bookstore Bound (TV, M+/m, Bondage, Oral, Anal, WS, Chastity, NSFW)
# Sissy Fiction – Bookstore Bound (TV, M+/m, Bondage, Oral, Anal, WS, Chastity, NSFW)
**Bookstore Bound**
*By: Shawna Summers*
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My Master, ever the gentleman, held the car door open for me. I smiled at him as I turned to get out of the car. I made sure to spread my legs in a very unladylike manner, giving him a good peek up my short dress. He simply shook his head and took my arm. We made our way over to the entrance to the adult bookstore.
A small bell jingled as we came in, making sure that everyone turned to look at us as we came in. The clicking of my high heels making me feel even more self-conscious. I tottered along on my 6″ heels, feeling like everyone knew why I was there. Of course, it was pretty obvious what I was there for. I was dressed like a complete vinyl slut, in my black PVC mini dress and black patent thigh high boots. Fishnets stockings peeked out the tops of the boots, while the dress was so short, the garter tabs from my black PVC garter belt were quite visible. Not as visible were the red PVC corset and red PVC panties I had on. “Red, the color of a harlot,” Master told me when laying out my outfit. When I began to blush, he simply commented that its good to match.
Roommate [M] and girlfriend [F] introduce me [M] to a friend [F], we all fuck in the same room [MF]
First post here, I hope you enjoy it. The background is important – but don’t worry, it gets to the sex :)
My first girlfriend in college was a knockout, but she was very conservative and shy. I was smitten, though slightly disappointed my dating life wasn’t like one of those raunchy college films full of sex and shenanigans. Even so, it was a really mature relationship, and I thought I’d be with her for a long time. Eventually when she ended things to focus more on her studies it hit me pretty hard.
My roommate at the time, Joel, was dating a woman we’ll call Kay. Kay was 5-7 or so, with auburn hair, deep blue eyes and very perky C cup tits. She dressed conservatively, but that was the only thing conservative about her. She frequently would stay over and just as frequently would hang out topless or even only in her underwear. I saw her breasts more than my girlfriend’s! They never hooked up while I was there, but she seemed like the wild girl I expected to meet as a 19 year old college kid.
A Football Bet: Part One [Cheating] [Interracial] [Busty] [MF] [Straight Sex]
“Hurry up,” Johnny shouted up at me.
“I am going as fast as I can,” I shouted down the stairs. “What’s the big deal?”
One of his co-workers was coming to our apartment to watch a football game. I didn’t see why he was in such a frenzied state over such a trivial matter.
“He’s always on time,” Johnny said.
As he looked himself in the mirror for the three-hundredth time, I came down the stairs. Staring at him, I shook my head at him.
“Come here,” I said. I always had to straighten his hair. It was always a mess.
“You’re wearing that?” he asked.
“Yeah,” I said as I looked down at my clothes. “What’s wrong?”
I had on a white shirt, black jeans, white sneakers.
“We have a guest, I thought you would… well, you know?” he said and shrugged.
“No, I don’t know,” I said with my hands on my hips.
The doorbell rang, saving him – for now.
“Well?” I asked.
“Oh yeah,” he said and ran to the door. I turned to go into the kitchen.
Her (very short story/poem)
*Hi there! This is my first post on here. I started posting my writing on Twitter but the format was a bit too restrictive for how I wanted my writing to be read. I would love any tips/comments. I only ask that you be nice about it. Thanks. ~ June*
**Her**
(Warnings: angst, post-break up, implied male masturbation)
The phone call was over, he realized. Had been. For hours maybe. Who knows? He didn’t. But it didn’t matter. She didn’t matter. He didn’t *need* her. Didn’t need her. Didn’t need her.
He. Didn’t. Need. Her. Her. Her. *Her….*
~
Yet when he laid alone at night,
frigid sheets caressing his skin,
trembling hands clenched around himself,
thighs stained with liquid shame,
eyes burning with tears,
the name he cried out until he was hoarse…
Was hers.
Ladies – Pleasure instructions ?
Lock those doors and turn on some music (optional)
Tie your hair in a bun cause we’re about to get moving,
Get topless
If you’re feeling uncomfortable to get topless, then remove your bra underneath your clothing,
Grope your breasts and massage it,
Give your breasts a good shake,
Run the tip of a finger around your nipples ? (.) but not on your nipple for 4 rounds in a circling motion ? ,
Grope your breasts and give them a good squeeze while you Put your nipples between two ✌ fingers and squeeze them,
(think of it as lips sucking on your nipples)
Bet your nipples are hard and erect by now…
Hitch your dress / shirt up / slide your shorts / pants down ,
Keep your panties/thong /g string on (referred to as panties hereafter ) ,
You must have only one item of clothing covering your crotch,
Spread your legs wide and identify a potential comfortable humping item or vibrator (referred to as cock hereafter) ,
[MFF] I fucked my girlfriends sister, when she found out, we had a threesome
Okay so first thing I want to address is the last post. Yes it is real and yes I did post it on another page and slightly edit it to try and get some trans interested. We like trans girls so what can I say.
Secondly, I’m back with the second part of this story.
So as you know, my girlfriends sister and I ended up fucking kinda out of the blue. We tried to keep it under wraps to prevent my girlfriend from knowing, unfortunately but also fortunately that ended up only lasting for so long. Here’s how that when down.