First time [MF]

(Authors note: these are two characters from a Mutants & Masterminds game I played a while back. I wrote their first sexual encounter alone. Luka died a few days prior to this.)

Zephyr is led into a room that looks like Luka’s room. However, it has a misty look to the edges of everything. Halo told her Luka would be here, so she’s frantically looking about trying to find him. She looks to Halo. She points behind Zephyr and chuckles. 

Zephyr looks behind her and sees Luka. He sheepishly waves at her. She chokes on a sob and whispers, “He’s real, right? If this isn’t real…” 

“Oh ya, he’s real. Why don’t you go see for yourself?” Halo says. 

Zephyr walks slowly to Luka and pokes his chest. “Ow!” Luka grins. Zephyr leaps into his arms and showers him with kisses. “I can’t…believe…you are…here…” She sobs. She looks back at Halo. “How long do we have before we have to go? Is this my only chance to see him?”

“We can stay a while, but I have to be here with you. You can visit anytime you like! I’ll give you guys some space.” Halo walks behind one of the shadowy walls and out of sight. Zephyr yells out a “Thank you!” to Halo as she leaves.

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[MF] Writer’s Block

So there I was, suffering from writer’s block badly. I’d been typing away at this for what seemed like a few hours and was getting nowhere. To say I was frustrated would be an understatement.

I heard the door open downstairs. “I’m still up here” I called out with a groan, “and still not getting anywhere.”

“That’s not good” I heard as the door closed “can you take a break?”

“I guess I should, let me just finish this bit” I said as I saw her walking up the stairs. She flashed me a smile, her arms full of books, rugged up in her big coat. Even wrapped in her coat she was still a sight – just short of shoulder length brown hair, in that hot almost sex hair semi messy style, mouth that was always with a hint of a cheeky smile and eyes that could never not have a twinkle in them. Frustratingly the coat hid her figure but I knew from extensive and thorough investigation that she, being a part time personal trainer, was lean and perky, without being over the top. The type of figure you’d sneak a longer than usual look at the beach – and I’d noticed enough people, guys and girls doing it, to be certain.

The Couch

    She sits on the couch, reading her book. One leg down, the other slightly lifted on the side of the couch. I start to walk over, she notices me without the eye contact and spreads her lowered leg over, while keeping her attention on her reading material. using her free hand, she rises her dress slightly over her knees. I lower myself to her ankles and start to kiss it, working my way up her inner leg and to her knee. I grab and pull her panties down her ass and over my head, lifting one leg as I run my tongue up her inner thigh, working my way up until my tongue finally comes in contact with her lips. I raise her other legs over my shoulder as I start to run tongue all over her clitoris. I feel her warm wetness start to drip out as I move down to her pussy, stretching my tongue in as much as I can. She runs her fingers on my head as I can start hearing her soft moans. I can feel her heel on my back and her knees spread out as I intensify how my tongue runs all over her pussy. Her fluids are all over my lips and tongue, and the warmness coming from her pussy makes me harder by the second. I feel her tighten the grip on my head and her moans break out of her. Her thighs around my face wiggle up and down as she pulls my face into her pussy. I can feel her body tense up around me, as it anticipates cumming. I start to intensify how my tongue works her clitoris and test how deep I can shove my tongue up her pussy. The moans become stronger as so does her grip of me, pushing my face into her pussy. Her moans escalate in rhythm until I feel her tighten her thighs around my head. She suddenly explodes with a warm fluid as her breathing shifts to a more relieved pattern. She loosens the grip her thighs have on my head and lowers them from over me to around me. I start to kiss my way up her body, feeling as much of it as I can with my hands. I lower the top of her dress, exposing her breast, giving her nipples a good lick before I lick pass her neck and into her lips. With her legs wrapped around me, I kiss her deeply, feeling her warm pussy rubbing against me. 

That Time My Husband [29m] and Myself [28f] Along With Another Couple Seduced A Body Building Addonnis Into a Bisexual Orgy. [MMMFF] [Group] [Bisexual] [Orgy] [Swinging]

So it’s been a minute since my last post, and the response I am still getting from it is overwhelming at times. I can’t thank everyone enough for the kind words on that story. I’ve been working on part 2, but I keep stopping because of the pressure to ensure its as good as the first. It will be out soon, so don’t worry too much. I was talking to a friend from back home in Cali the other night and it reminded me of a story that I thought all of you might like. This story does contain bi-sexual male on male contact, so if that bothers you, maybe stop reading now.

As I have mentioned before, Alex and I are both bisexual, and both of us have a lot of experience with members of the same sex. So back when this happened, 3 years ago, Alex had this friend named Ken from work who was a total meathead gym rat. The dude was jacked as fuck, and lifted in competitions, and had a major following on Instagram with several large sponsorships. We attended a company event once out of town with him, and I got to stare at his ripped body as he swam laps in the hotel’s pool. A couple of days later Alex and I were laying in bed talking about a couple of guys he knew who we both would love to bring home for an evening to enjoy, and I mentioned that it would be pretty hot to see Ken standing nude with his ripped body on full display, and Alex’s mouth stuffed full of Ken’s large cock.

A Tinder date (M/F, sexting, etc.”

Technology is a wonderful thing. We met on Tinder and pretty quickly exchanged numbers to be able to talk more easily. A few flirty texts turned to you sending topless pictures and then receiving some pictures of myself. You escalated things even more by sending a pic of your fingers plunged into your wet pussy as you looked at the pictures of my cock I’d sent you in exchange. My only response was a short clip of me jerking myself to your shaved slit. Then my phone started buzzing. You wanted a video call.

I answer, a bit surprised and even slightly embarrassed to be literally caught with my pants down. We talked face to face for a few minutes, lightening the mood, but neither of us trying to hide what we were doing where the other couldn’t see. I finally took the chance and switched to my camera facing away, showing you my dick as I stroked it, still envisioning your pic.

“I think this might be why you actually called though,” I guess correctly as you pan the camera down to your bare breasts before switching cameras yourself so that I can see what you’re doing between your legs.

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The time I [F25] was bred by someone else’s boyfriend [M24] [MF]. Warning: long!

This is a few years ago now, but still a fond memory (read: memory I masturbate to). Let me set the scene: I was 25 at the time, in an open relationship with a woman, and using said openness to be as slutty as I could with as many men as possible. Not the greatest time in my life in terms of morality, and I would never be with someone who was in a relationship now (and haven’t for many years), but you live and learn and all that. I do regret the poor choices I made, although I don’t regret the things I learned from it. Onto the story.

For the curious among you, the visuals for the two players in this scene. Myself: 5’2, dark hair, green eyes, olive skin, mixed race (Arab and Caucasian, for those wondering) and what’s known as a Phat Ass White Girl (think big enough for people to ask me if it’s real). A man that I’ll call ‘Amadi’: 6’1, Nigerian, shaved head, broad-shouldered, big arms, sitting nicely at the point where he’s muscled but with a minor, comfy layer of squidge. The kind of body where you know he can bench press you—in fact, he had once before, when we were very drunk and being stupid—but he’s still comfortable to cuddle with.

Accidentally took a hookup’s virginity [M],[F].

Tried to make this a quick story but I kept remembering things as I typed. Hope you all enjoy.
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Several years ago I was around 25 years old or so, I had recently become newly single out of a long term relationship I was doing everything I could to keep myself busy and improve on myself. I watched what kinds of food I would eat and I would hit the gym sometimes twice a day. A few months into getting into the grove of my new lifestyle, I had that feeling that I was ready to start being a little more adventurous and out going to enjoy the single life.

I had downloaded a couple dating apps and at the time I was into using Snapchat to post the highlights of my day (mainly gym, beer and food stuff). On both apps I had put my Snap username since the chat/messages features for the apps sucked ass. I would get random girls adding me as a friend but would never get any messages even with them clearly looking at my story/posts on Snapchat.

A younger [m]an (21) with a tongue ring teaches me (36) how good it [f]eels.

Shortly after I filed for divorce, my friends took me to a local bar to celebrate. I was 36, with toddlers at home and had not been out like this in a very long time.

I had on a fitted, low-cut, black t-shirt, jeans and cute sandals that made my typical 5’6 self, about 5’9. My drink was captain and diet and I was sailing. The bar was crowded and eventually I forgot that I was nervous. At one point this really attractive guy walked in. All the women in the bar were checking him out. Tall, dark hair, lean but muscular. “You should hook up with him,” my best friend said. “Yeah right” was all I could stammer out. He was the best looking guy there.

I hit the dance floor. I was having a good time. As the night died down and the crowd thinned my friend said to join her outside on the deck. “I talked to those guys, they’re gonna meet us out here,” she said, dragging me outside.
“What?! Who?!”
“You know, the wicked hot one and his friends, they’re soldiers”.
My nerves kicked back in. I had been with my husband for eleven years. I had no clue what I was doing.

a handy at the movies [FM]

We went to the drive in a few weeks ago, just the two of us. The movie started at 11pm. We each had a drink and headed back to the car. Cuddled up in the back, I began rubbing his cock through his shorts. Next thing I knew they were off and I played with him roughly. Then he goes “I dare you to blow me” so I put my head under the blanket and sucked his dick for a minute and then jerked him off hard until he exploded all over my blanket. It was so obvious at that point but we couldn’t have cared less. I kissed him and we watched the movie with my pussy throbbing. It would have been too obvious had he eaten me out, so we waited until later.

A lunch time quickie in my room (cheating, cougar, creampie) (MF)

We didn’t have a lot of time, and even then it was risky. A coworker could come in at any moment during the 25 minute lunch break. As soon as we’d gotten as hidden as we could I pulled her 5’2” body into me. She moaned when I grabbed her thick, wavy hair and pulled it back to expose her neck. “Oh god yes…” she said as I began to kiss her neck and ear. “I am so wet, please touch me!” I towered over by a foot as her arms moved across my broad chest and shoulders. S

We had messed around at work a few times before, but nothing more than making out and a quick always interrupted blow job. This time we both knew we were going to fuck.

I pulled out her tights and pushed my hand down. I quickly found her pussy soaking wet just like she had said. “You are such a slut aren’t you?” I growled at her.

“I’ll do anything you want.” said the mid-40s, married, mother of four.