[MF]Hooking up with my retired colleague

Got a few PMs last time I posted asking about more stories so I figured I’ll start with a fresh once. Probably my most recently writing worthy story. This story involves a 71 year old coworker and me so if that’s not something you are into probably best you don’t read this story. Anyways without further delay I’ll get started.

So back in January a lady at my office who is the lady this story will revolve around was set to retire. She had always been flirty with me since I am a younger male who helped her with technology even though it wasn’t really my job but just being friendly. I’d sit down in her chair and fix stuff for her and she would sometimes put a hand on my lap and rub it or afterwards lean over into a low drawer and get out some candy for me. The nice thing about that is she was stacked. She always wore low cut tops and skirts with dark stockings. She must have seen me trying to catch a peek but she never mentioned it to me.

[MF] My first day of University ends with getting to know my friend’s stripper housemate.

A title so sensationalistic, there’s no way it could be true, right? Well, there’s only one way to find out.

This story happened quite a few years ago now, but with plenty of free time on my hands, and the memory distant enough to feel nostalgic for, I figured it was a good time to share. I wasn’t long out of high school, freshly 18, and after graduating, I handled the absence of routine and structure, the lack of everything I’d know since I was a child quite poorly; combine this with losing a vast majority of my friends for one reason or another, and I wasn’t in the best state of wellbeing. I’d pulled myself together however in preparation for starting University at the beginning of the year, with a ferocity and vigour that only youth can produce, and a reinvigorated sense of purpose and direction. High on confidence and self-belief, I set out on the first day of my tertiary education experience.

[M]y 29M filthy hookup with a stranger I met online [F]

This happened a couple of years ago, after a few months of on / off chatting online! I’d joined a fetish site to meet and chat with someone about a new kink I was interested in exploring… watersports!

I wasn’t really sure what to expect, especially being a guy seeking a girl online, and it took a wee while before I found someone to chat with. I hit it off with a girl called Sam, we had some light chat to begin with and got to know each other a bit, bizarrely chatting about football, before getting into the dirtier chat we were both there for!

I had no experience in watersports at all, other than through watching it in porn. Sam had done it a couple of times before but was keen to experiment more. We spent a few months sharing fantasies, sexting occasionally but never sharing pictures or videos of each other. Sam mentioned that she was travelling up from England to visit friends in my city, so we arranged to meet.

The woman

The woman
Sitting beside me…. in a bus…
Warming her place…
With her ever attracting soft curves…
In a way that her body….
Rubs against my hand…
Leaning towards me….
In a way that…
Her soft curves… Are touched and..
Slightly rubbed against my elbow….
Though her face pretends…
As if it’s accidental….
I see a slight grin on her wicked face….
A witness to her pervert mind…
Driving me lustful….
Her intensional touch…
Is preparing her toy…
For herself to play with…
Her increasing misadventure….
And her crawling hand…. Increasing my body heat too…
And I lose control on my hands…..
Slowly moving into her saree….
Tickling her soft smooth belly….
Moving up… And pressing her curves…
Struggling hard… To free themselves… from the barriers of her clothes….
And fit into my hands….
With every movement of my fingers over her body….
She is pressing harder against me….
Losing her control….”sssss…..ooffff….”
…that’s all her body allows her to say….
I can feel the wetness between her legs now….
And slowly I slide my fingers …
into her dark wet lips…. Begging for my touch…
With her love juices… Flowing profusely….
My fingers…. Increase their intensity… and depth of her exploration….
Reaching the end walls of her caves….
And she failed to resist….. Losing out all…
Her treasure juices… Over my hand….
With her other hand… Clutching my thighs….
With an expression…. Of joy… Adventure… Satisfaction….
On her wicked face…. With a wicked smile.

Deep in the valley (part 1)

*Planning to make this a long form post as a series. I typically improvise role play narrative while in bed but this is my first time writing it down. This is the beginning part of a story I invented in bed with a girl last night. Very open to constructive feedback. I find my ability to write and create interesting descriptions is much better while in bed, I’d be interested in hearing from anyone who feels the same about how the have tried to harness that creativity outside of the bedroom.*

Two strangers meet on a mountainside in the Pyrenees in late spring, she the girl from just nearby, he the englishman abroad. Both looking to get away from the world, reconnect with nature and the present. As she reaches a connecting path she sees him there enjoying the view preparing his lunch. As she approaches him she takes the opportunity to check him out a little while he’s facing the other way. He’s kind of her type, she notes to herself in her dreamy mountainside temperament. 

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A Good Husband

M/F spanking

Wife spanking. As taboo as it seems now, it was once a common practice in American households, right up through the 1950s. Barbaric? Maybe by today’s standards, but it never occurred to us to think of it that way. I was only 20 when I married Richard. I grew up without a father, and I was rarely disciplined by my mother. I turned out ok, but I had some terrible habits. One of those was drinking, and then driving. One time I got into an accident. For weeks after, my guilt turned me into a shadow of my former self – emotionally unavailable, and lifeless. 

There was no punishment initially. Richard came home one evening, and said he had had a talk with our pastor, Reverend Maxwell. He told me to go upstairs, and wait for him. I asked him why. 

“Do you trust me, and submit to my authority as your husband?” he asked.

“Of course, I do,” I replied without hesitation.

“Then go upstairs Christina. I don’t owe you an explanation.”

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22 [F] had KINKEST SEX w/ lover Ryan. [M] 25

Y’all had the kinkest sex with my love my god. The foreplay was amazing. My pussy felt so good. And he started into the sex. I brought up being Ryan’s naughty little bitch and yess! He finally acted like it. I was so wet and me used my toys on me.

So both the toys and his cock had me so wet begging for more. When his cock wasn’t in my pussy it was in my mouth and a vibrator was making my clit one happy girl.

Sex was so lo mg and so great after foreplay and into sex. He bent me iver and stuck the vibrator in my pussy while I was on my knees. That was fucking new and yesss loves it!!!

He also tried putting it in my ass. And he got pretty far. I didn’t mind at all until it hurt. But he had his finger in my ass.

Never dine before and never thought it would have happened. And holy it felt fucking great.

He washed his cock off and we went until he came all over my ass when i was bent over.

Leisl, Chapter 1

My name is Leisl and I am kinky as fuck.

What a way to start. But it’s true. I am a massive slut, and kinky in a way that only other kinky people can really wrap their heads around. I have a boyfriend and a girlfriend, we live in a triad, and we are happy as clams.

I’m going to tell you about myself, but I have to warn you now – there’s a fuckload of sex in here. A full metric fuckton of sex. Just the way I like it. So get yourself a beer, sit back, slip your hand down your jeans, and I’ll begin at the beginning.

I’ll get something out of the way first of all: I had a wonderful childhood. Why do people think that anyone who likes to be treated the way I like to be treated had to have had a terrible, abusive childhood? It’s just not true. My parents were awesome and I had a totally ordinary upbringing. Ordinary school, ordinary friends, ordinary experiences. First got drunk at 14, first kiss at 15, lost my virginity at 16 and had my heart broken at 17. Graduated high school in the top of my classes but decided not to go to uni, mainly because everyone else was doing it and I like to be different, just for the fuck of it. So I got a job at an enormous law firm in Sydney as a receptionist and general administrative dogsbody. That’s where my real story starts.

Someone Please Write Thi

Perving on my sister in the pool. Huge DDD jugs in a bikini. My sister is sunbathing and flaunting her big tits. I’m watching her when her hot friend walks in. Friend has F-cups. She teases me and we fuck. Then she goes outside to join my sister and they have wild lesbian sex.