My [F] Omegle adventure

Being super bored staying at home due to quarantine, I decided to try something new. I had seen a few videos on Youtube of people chatting with strangers on Omegle and decided to give it a try myself. After a bunch of awkward chats on the normal section, I switched to the unmoderated section.

I hit “Next” and looked at the screen. It was a guy, probably in his 20’s, nude, he was very lean and muscular. The camera was aimed below his lips so I couldn’t get a good look of his face but he had a cute smile. He waved and me and I waved back, he asked me if I liked to watch, I said of course.

He made a thumbs up sign with his hand and started stroking, he started fondling his balls with the other hand. After a couple of minutes, he let go of his dick, now fully erect, it stood up like a flagpole, maybe eight-nine inches with trimmed pubes.

A New Gig Pt 1

After grinding for 6 months, being leered at by older men while she was working, and smiling through countless rejections, it finally happened, she landed her dream job and it was just one plane ride away. Being away from home would be difficult for a while but it would be worth it to be shining on stage again. One last embrace and she left her fiancé at the door, her chest felt shallow and heaved, searching for enough breath to fill it, the next steps quickened her pulse in a thousand ways and before she realized she was in her seat and taking off.

Finally on her way there she was able to relax her body and rest, melting into the seat beneath her. She could feel every muscle as they relaxed starting from her slender neck, bending slightly allowing a single blond curl to brush past her ocean eyes, her shoulders rolled back emphasizing her supple chest contained only by thin black lace under her clothes. Her back arched and pressed back into the seat while her firm thighs tightened and released underneath her, her long legs stretched as much as she could within her seat while the brush of her lace thong against her lips sent a shiver up her spine. This might be a long flight but she was prepared with some entertaining reading, and a first class seat comes with some liquid luxury to indulge in and fuel the imagination.

It’s Too Hot To Sleep

I remember you all too well. If it wasn’t for your pushing, things might have worked out. The thing is, you never really got me. Sure you knew what I wanted, but you thought that sex was the way to my heart. That’s honestly why it fell apart. I know, I know. It sounds stupid… maybe even selfish, but I was being selfish… maybe even stupid. But my heart hadn’t healed, and that didn’t mean anything to you. You thought sex meant you had dibs on my love, but you didn’t listen when I said I wasn’t ready.

But that’s not why I’m here right now. I’m here because it’s hot, and humid, and sticky and I can’t sleep. And I will always associate this stiffling heat with you. It will always fill me with those desires. It will always cause my mind to wander… thinking about how you would walk into my room with just a pair of panties on. Your gorgeous double Ds out in all their tanned glory for me to see. My “roommate”. Considerably more than half naked and complaining at the foot of my bed that you can’t sleep because of the heat.

Published
Categorized as Erotica

The Detwiler Boy – Part 2 [MF] [Supernatural]

**Writer’s Note:** This piece of fiction contains mature language and content. If this is not what you want to read, please choose something else.

Part 2

When she got home late that afternoon, Callie sang out, “Lucy, I’m home! I gotta lotta ‘splainin’ to do!” She shed her jacket, and it floated to the coathook.

Something smelled really good. The table was set. It looked like he had used a sheet in place of a tablecloth. A large candle stood burning on a little saucer in the middle of the table. She tried to force down a smile. It was a sex candle – it was meant for dribbling wax on a person – it was kind of kinky, and she hadn’t had the guts yet to try it on herself. Despite some mis-steps, he was setting up a nice dinner. She recognized what he was doing and started to get emotional. Dinner was in pots and pans on the stove.

“Who’s Lucy?” asked Chris.

“You don’t know Lucille Ball…?”

“I’m kidding!” A paper napkin waved in the air over the chair closest to her. “Please have a seat, ma’am.”

The Detwiler Boy – Part 1 [MF] [Supernatural]

**Writer’s Note:** This piece of fiction contains mature language and content. If this is not what you want to read, please choose something else.

**Part 1**

Callie was playing with her bullet vibrator. The upper register of vibration was always way too intense for her, no matter how horny she was, no matter what brand of bullet she had – so her bullet was set to a nice, low, steady hum as she put it on the tip of her clit. Without any warning, the vibration stopped. Irritated, Callie smacked the vibrator, shook it, then turned it off and back on. Her preferred low vibration started again, and she put it against her clit with a sigh. It stopped.

“Oh, for Christ’s sakes,” she said. She opened her nightstand drawer and got a couple new batteries out of the package. Then she opened up the battery compartment and removed the old batteries.

Callie’s whole world slipped sideways.

The vibrator started vibrating on maximum without any batteries in it! She shrieked and let go of everything in her hands, the lid to the compartment falling to the floor, the body of the vibrator dancing across the bed, batteries scattering onto the floor.

Extreme Femdom World

*(I am writing something involving a heavily female dominated future, and would love opinions. I have mainly written world building, but I plan on adding a brother and a sister, who are going to college within the femdom world, but I feel like the world building is kinda listy, but would love a second opinion!)*

August 27th, 1990
“Since the beginning of human history, males have dominated society, the way things shouldn’t be, and as of recently, women have gained a strong foothold to which to stand against men, the only way society will advance. The noise of this pestilence grows increasingly quieter, but not fast enough. Many women are able to recognize their role within the house, as the matriarch, but they do not yet grasp the position in which they must take on in order to truly advance society, as the complete and undeniable masters of man.”

*The Journals of Alexandra, Founder of the Society for the Advancement of Males*

January 21st, 2011

The Chair

You walk through the door of my place and welcomed with a hug followed with a kiss on the lips. 

 

The hand on your back leads you into the living room where a single chair sits in front of the couch. 

 

You feel me behind you as my arms reach around you. 

“I have something planed for you”

I open my hand and you see a smooth silky strip. 

My hands raise up to your head and I begin to blind fold you. 

After tying the knot, you head the chair slide across the floor to behind you.

“Do you trust me?”

You nod and your seated on the chair. You feel my hand on your hip. 

The fingers find their way into the waist of your pants and slowly slide downward. 

Your pants slip easily off you. 

Feeling a warmness of air flow across your lap, you then feel something soft press on the surface of it. You feel a hot wet sensation swirl around your flesh you sense my mouth ous there. 

My Best Friend Caught Me and My Husband Fucking [FM]

I’m normally pretty reserved when it comes to talking about my sex life, which I guess makes this story (and the fact that I’m posting this story for everyone to read about) kinda abnormal. This is a little long, because I had way to much fun writing it. One of my guilty pleasures is to wait for everyone to go to sleep, and read everyone’s stories here. It gets me so hot and bothered that I almost always act on it–one way or another.

For a bit of background I am a 28 y.o. mother of two (I’m writing this story while I am breastfeeding, lol). My husband and I met and married in college, but waited for graduation to start a family (unbeknownst to me, I was about 4 weeks pregnant when I walked for graduation). I wasn’t a virgin when we started dating, but I was pretty darn close. To describe me, I’m blonde in a bottle, about 5’9, with a little bit of pregnancy weight (no judgement: it’s hard to get rid of), as our youngest is 6 months. My husband is tall (about 6’3) with an athletic wiry type build–he played collegiate tennis and never really fell out of shape. I don’t really know his penis size but its biggest of any of the men I’ve been with–so no complaints there I guess. Honestly, I think my husband is really fucking sexy–even after years of marriage. We have sex very frequently. The longest I’ve gone without his dick inside me is about 6 weeks, and that was only because the doctors said I couldn’t have it for that long after I had the babies. Even then we dry humped like maniacs.

My [34m] first time letting strangers watch me.. enjoyed every min

It’s a lazy Sunday evening and I am home alone. This is a rare occurrence and am taking advantage of the situation and laying in bed looking to get into some trouble. I start by browsing through soms porn on pornhub and seeing what will catch my eye. I am throbbing hard in anticipation as it has been several days since the last time I have jerked off. Sex life has been non existent as of late from the wife (thats another story) but I am in the mood for something spontaneous and diffrent but i can’t figure out what that is. I am in my tight boxer briefs and a plain t-shirt and my cock is ready to go. I find a good video on pornhub of a good looking milf in heels and stocking getting railed over the kitchen sink. As I click the video an add pops up for Chaturbate.com. Now I am familiar with Chaturbate and I sound intrigued to go see if anything catches my eyes there while saving my video. As i log into Chaturbate I can’t explain the thought that crosses my mind as i see in big bold red letters (Broadcast Live). I want to see how easy it is and if anyone would really watch me. I mean what the fuck and let’s see. I click it and it counts down to start broacasting. I grab my ipad and set it next to me while serching for the saved porn I had found. I reach down and pull my boxers slightly down and then grab my shaft and feel how hard I am. I am now into the porn that I am not even looking at my phone broadcasting me at this point. I am stroking gently and feels so damn good. I glance over at my chaturbate on my phone and see there are now 5 people watching me jerk off. The absolute rush and excitment flows through me and what happens next is the part that just takes over. I thrust my back out to get more comfortable and start to really start to play with my cock and show off as some random strangers share there thoughts on how big I am or how hot it is watching me. I look back to my saved porn and jerk my cock like I never have… as if i was in the porno and going to give her everything I had. I glance back at chaturbate and it now says 32 people. I see someone chat out to take my boxers off. I slowly remove them and now am completely naked. I see several people say jerk it faster and cum for us. My cock is so fucking hard and ready to explode. I now am smacking my cock against my stomach and moaning and jerking it harder and faster. The milf in the video is now bent over the counter top and taking every inch from the guy fucking her. I then look back and there are now 136 people watching me jerk. I see chats of people asking to see me blow my load and cum for them. I am grunt and moan as I feel my cock explode and blow my load all over me. The fucking rush and orgasm is so fucking intense and I almost can’t believe what just happened. I turn off my phone and start to clean up. I enjoyed the thought of someone else getting off to me and that others were watching. I am straight but the thought of a guy watching me didnt bother me. This happend about a month ago and is something I think I will try again sometime when the mood is right.

Saturday [F4M][Revenge][Tease][Blowjob][Cowgirl][Cuckold]

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I had been looking forward to the weekend like so many people do, but for me it was different. I didn’t have any grand plans; I wasn’t the type to party and I rarely went out. The excitement began on a Tuesday when my roommate told me that she’d be home for the weekend, I can’t even recall the reason and frankly, I didn’t care. I had some space, room to breath after a particularly stressful week. After two tests and a paper I had survived and just wanted to relax and clear my mind, perhaps enjoy the weekend for a change…

-Byler University of Liberal Arts: Lux Hall Sophomore Housing-

-7:00 pm-