Tea turns into dessert! [MF]

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First time writing,first time submission.

Enjoy!

I’ve been cleaning up the bedroom all afternoon, nursing a beer becasue guess what? Ok I’ll tell you I have a date! I’ve been chatting with her now for the past few months, her name is lavander, we have been a part of each others day for now since we have started texting, the sound of my phone makes me smile in all the right places, she sounds smart, she can carry a conversation unlike no other I’ve spoken too.

The time has come, the room is clean, hopeful thinking that she will come back with me, the anticipation of finally meeting this sexy woman has me drove crazy.

I get in my car wanting to be early, but guess again she was at the coffee shop earlier then me. I walk in and she smiles, time stood still. Her smile lit up the entire room, how did we get her? How did I manage to end up here with this absolutely drop fu&k1ng gorgeous woman. We chat for over an hour,conversation flowing too easy.

Hot and cold – [MF] [slight femdom] [alternative ending]

I dont know if you ever went skiing or snowboarding in the Alps. It’s amazing. Lovely mountains, long winding slopes through woods and if you went out of season you don’t wait in line half your time. A few friends and I rented a small hut near a slope, about halfway down, so that we could just grab our gear, walk a coupl of meters and go down the mountain.

Since I was closest to the place, it was aggreed that I would come the day before and start heating the hut. It takes some time to heat a small wooden hut surrounded by snow. I arrived, turned on every heater, every switch that indicates heat I could find and started unpacking. Soon I got nothing to do. It was still freezing. It was already afternoon and the lifts would close in a few hours but I decided to go check out the snow.

Of Kindness and Kink. Chapter 2: Impromptu Nurse [bondage]

She woke up at about 10:00 a.m.. “Wha- what’s going on?!?! HELP!!!! SOMEONE HELP ME!!!!!”, she screamed. “Whoa, take it easy. You’re okay. Nobody’s gonna hurt you.”, I said calmly. “Who are you? Why did am I blindfolded? Am I in a straitjacket? Is this a hospital? Who are you, a doctor?”, she asked, still quite shaken up. “No Jenny; I’m not a doctor”, I replied. “Then who are you? Some kind of sicko?”, she asked angrily. “No, Jenny. Let me explain: We met at Delirium last night. We talked for a while and you asked me to bring you to my place. When you got here, you panicked. You started screaming about something under your skin and you were clawing at your own arms. That’s why I had to tie you up; so that you won’t hurt yourself. The blindfold is to keep you from experiencing more hallucinations. I believe someone slipped something into your drink or something; you didn’t even have that many drinks”, I told her.

She calmed down a little. “No, nobody slipped anything into my drink.”, she confessed. When I was in the bathroom, I was offered a sample of a new type of drug. I can’t quite remember the name, but I don’t remember anything after taking it.”, she said.

Getting over my ex with a random hookup in the park [MF]

Preface…just like all my stories they happened way before Covid.

He and I have planned this. To meet at a local park. The only intention is for me to give him a blowjob.

He texts me directions to the park and I leave my house. When I arrive, I let him know. Soon, I see his headlights behind my car. He parks in front of me and climbs out of his car.

I can’t believe how tall he is and all I can do is stare as he walks to my passenger door. He slides into the seat.

“Hi,” he says.

“Hey,” I reply. Quick and simple, I remind myself as I adjust in my seat and lean forward. I have my hand at the front of his pants. He’s already rock hard and he sighs.

I fumble with his zipper, my hand is shaking. I slowly unzip his pants and slide my hand through. I only find boxers.

At this point, I’m glad that he can’t see the frustration on my face. My fingers linger on him. I can feel his heat through the thin cotton fabric. I sigh; I’m getting wet by this. Finally, my fingertips find the opening of his boxers. I graze the soft flesh of him; it sends shivers down my spine.

[MF] I follow a former student on her NSFW Twitter.

I follow a former student on nsfw Twitter

All persons in this story are 18 at the time of incident.

I used to teach her in high school. She is fucking stacked. At least D or DD tits, rocking ass. 5′ 4″ or so. I’ll call her Jenna for now (obvious name change is obvious).

Jenna and I had a good relationship the two years I taught her. My first year teaching she was a great student. Second year the school was closing so she would be the last graduating class.

Around the middle of the last year, we were talking about tumblr. I said if she could find me, she could follow me. First mistake.

See, I had TWO tumblrs. One about books, and one for porn. Both were close kept secrets.

She came up to me a week later and said she had done some serious digging and found my tumblr! I then got a follow on my regular blog. No biggie!

My other blog had a small following before the death of tumblr. I posted porn I enjoyed and stuff about my relationship with my girlfriend at the time with her approval. I started taking asks too.

The time I [M] finally had sex with my neighbor [F]

Let me start off by saying she’s the one who cheated not me cause I’m a good soul

Let me start off by describing her so you sick fucks can imagine this. She was about 5 feet 6 inches tall, with brown reddish hair that went down to her mid back, 36D tits, her ass wasn’t the biggest but it had a really nice shape from exercise so it didn’t even matter. She was curvy, fit but not muscular, had a great smile and a Philippine face that I could cum On for days. Also she’s 28.

This happened last week and it all started when I was horny and started stroking my dick because hormones. I started thinking about her and this was nothing new. Since the day I laid eyes on her when I was 13 all I wanted was to dick her down. Now 5 years later I was hoping to make it coke true. I had a good view of her backyard from my room and looked to see if maybe she was in a bikini by her pool. She wasn’t so I was disappointed. I decided to make my mind off it by going to a friends house however as I was heading to my car I ran into her as she was sitting on her porch.

Our Little Secret 2: My Brother’s Girlfriend (FF, oral, cheating)

I don’t care how much my brother was in love with his sexy girlfriend, he was going learn to share.

When it came to Melanie, I thought it was all under control. Her screaming my name with my tongue between her legs was going to be a fun memory. Us tearing that bed apart, marking each other’s skin was just going to be a little secret we’d share over awkward looks at dinner tables.

Less than three steps into their luxury apartment, all that restraint turned into immediate bullshit.

Melanie’s artful tongue shouldn’t go to waste on just one cock. It was a waste. I’d actually go on to say it *needed* to service a woman that would truly appreciate it. And *Gods*, did I. I found myself entirely under her spell when we tossed and turned in their sheets, her licking me from head to toe. Those lips traced my spine, her hands stimulating every spot they could reach, and her tongue feeling like it was forcefully taking the strongest of orgasms from deep within me.

I’ve memorized every position, orgasm and every location we fucked in yesterday, but as soon as I step across the threshold, flashbacks swarm as vividly as if I were in the moment.

Of Kindness and Kink. Chapter 1: A Kinky Guardian Angel [bondage]

I punched down a glass of Old Parr and wandered through the dance floor looking for a lonely girl. No luck. I went back to the bar and ordered a glass of Jameson. As I was reaching for my wallet, I saw a group of girls making their way to the dance floor. They all seemed quite pretty, but only one of them looked me in the eye, for just about a second. A beautiful blonde. She smiled shyly at me and kept going.

As I was sipping on my glass, I tried going around looking for her. She was nowhere to be seen. I went to the second floor to see if I could spot her, but I once again couldn’t. Dammit! I had sort of a start to something and I let it go. Upon a sudden, I got the urge to take a leak, and I walked to the restrooms. After answering nature’s call, I was washing my hands until, out of nowhere, I heard these words: “Excuse me”.

The bovine stransformative virus (long story)

I’ve spent the past few days writing this out, it’s been so fun.
This is inspired by multiple stories I’ve read over the years.
I really enjoy reading hucow stories, so that’s what this is.
:
This is NSWW special news report.
This just in, cases have been growing of a new pandemic level virus, experts are calling the “bovine transformative virus”, symptoms include but are not exclusive to enlarged breasts in females, an enlarged rump, hips and thighs, for males who capture this virus snake horns protrude from the forehead.
Experts are warning people to stay indoors, especially females.

In this story we will follow the story if Jessica (Jessie).

Jessica was a 22 year old college graduate, she was so excited she had graduated and had recently got a job as a barista in a local coffee shop.
She started on Monday, now Jessie didn’t really know of the virus, she had heard some stuff about it, but not a whole lot.
She was fit and in shape with perfectly rounded C cup tits, she had mid-back length blonde hair that everyone was jealous of. All through high school and college she was the tease of school. Now that she was working, life was much harder, and after having a fight with her father, she had run away from home, so was on her own.

Of Kindness and Kink. Prologue: Dry Spell Hell [bondage]

I was never a ladies man. Even though I work out and keep my hair cut and my facial hair well trimmed and clean, I just don’t seem to rub girls the right way. I still find myself thinking of that day when Gina dumped me. She was a beautiful half-Colombian brunette. She was sweet, she was loving and, most importantly: She was kinky like me. She had a thing for being tied up, and she told me several times that she fantasized about being trussed up in a straitjacket and locked in a padded cell. I developed my fetish at age fifteen, when I walked into my mom’s bedroom and caught a glimpse of a character in her favorite soap opera being tied up in one. Gina had a similar story, but it happened when she was eighteen and she saw it on her abuelita’s favorite telenovela. Seriously, what is it with daytime TV shows and straitjackets?