Giving her a morale boost [MFF]

So this was a couple years ago back in college. My boyfriend at the time and I were in a somewhat open relationship. One of my friends having some guy problems. She was fine at approaching them, but always struggled to get someone consistent beyond a one night type of deal.

She eventually confessed it all to me one night when her and I were having some drinks and she opened up about all of this, and how it was affecting her confidence. She started to feel a little awkward, or even desperate during sex as if she had something to prove. Her and I had fooled around a couple of times, so I had an idea of what she meant, but we had never been with a guy together. I finally said the elephant in the room, and asked her if she wanted to practice with my boyfriend. Her eyes lit up- almost a little too quick. I won’t lie though, the thought of this was really starting to get me going.

We waited for my boyfriend to get back from his friends place, and we sprung the question on him. As you could guess how any college boy would react, it didn’t take much convincing.

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My First Trans Girlfriend [FT]

This isn’t as wild as some of the other stories. It’s more of a fond memory I’d like to share regarding alternative dating dynamics. I was 21 and in college when this happened. Nina was older, kind and patient.

I first spotted Nina at a coffee shop. I had been working there part time. She came in the early mornings, often on her way to work. I admired how professional and beautiful she looked. She was always smiling and pleasant, and I enjoyed her aura. I always complimented her, and one day, she brought me flowers. My friends and I dissected the gesture. After realizing her romantic intentions, I began flirting with her, and she reciprocated. She asked me out, and I accepted.

We had dinner and walked around, holding hands and talking. At one point, we slipped into a club. We danced and shared drinks. We took an Uber back to her place where we watched TV. Being so close to her, smelling her perfume, feeling the magnetism, I was intoxicated. It was maddening, how we were both shy and not making the first move.

A Long-Awaited Solo Session [Solo M] [Masturbation]

I sighed as I exhaled the last few tendrils of cigarette smoke from my mouth, watching the smoke swirl up and out of my open window. I was completely naked as I perched on the window sill 24 stories above ground, my thick, semi-hard cock resting gently against my abs. Having just returned from a business trip where unfortunately, I had shared a room with a colleague, I hadn’t cum in a week. Looking at my reflection in the window, I noticed I had slight bed-head from the plane, and I brushed a few errant strands of black hair. I flexed the muscles in my pelvis and watched my hardening cock twitch in my reflection.

As I finished my cigarette, I slowly ran my fingers across my chest, gently caressing myself. I tried to decide in advance what I would jerk off to – Pornhub? Reddit porn? Literotica? – each option triggered a warm feeling in my crotch, given how long it had been since I’d enjoyed any of them. I was remembering a particularly sexy handjob video on Pornhub when I realised that unconsciously, I had begun stroking my nipples in anticipation. Both of my nipples were already hard, and I used my freehand to circle them slowly, pinching them between my index finger and thumb. As I exhaled and finished the last of my cigarette, I let out a quiet moan as I gave my right nipple a harder-than-usual pinch.

My Femboy Introduction,Part 3

I was in love with his cock. It belonged in my hot wet mouth. I pictured the looks of adoration the girls on the pornos had on their wet faces, how they begged for more cock with their eyes, and I knew o had the same look on mine. I wanted him to use my mouth, in that moment, my mouth belonged to his cock alone.

One hand cupped and rubbed his full, heavy balls, rolling them back and forth, the other slid up his flat stomach, and he held it in his own squeezing it gently. My mouth worked back and forth, desperate to please him, loving the way his thick shaft filled me. A little deeper now…I felt the first gag as his head hit the back of my throat. I pulled back and tried again, this time holding it in place for a moment. I heard a louder groan, “Oh fuck baby…yes…keep doing that…fuck yes..”

My Femboy Introduction, Part 2

The next day I came back to his place, we got a little less high, and again, porn magically appeared on the TV. As some point he began stroking my cock again, saying “I’ve been thinking about you nonstop. You have a perfect little mouth to go with your body. Think you want to go a little further today? It’s ok. I’ll show you what to do.” Soon enough we were both naked again and stroking out cocks together. He leaned me back on the couch and I felt his lips on the head of my dick, his hand stroking up and down while he sucked on the head of my penis. I was nervous at first, in my naive mind this was crossing into “gay” land. But it didn’t feel any different really than when a girls went down on me, I relaxed into it, feeling him suck me. He stopped as I was starting to get close to cumming and sat back up.

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My FemBro Introduction

I’ve always loved watching blowjob porn. Some of the first porn I ever came across (pun intended) was or sexy teen girls giving oral sex to a guy. Being a young man myself, I always imagined it was my thick cock being slurped on by a perfect pair of lips. I imagined it was my cock this sexy girl was on her knees worshipping. As I came all over my stomach, in my mind my cum was filling her sweet mouth. You know, normal guy stuff.

Eventually though, my mental image slowly began to shift. More and more, I imagined that the girls lips were my own, that the guy’s veiny swollen cock was sliding back and forth over my tongue. When he groaned in pleasure, I could feel his cum pumping in my mouth. This began my obsession with cock.

I had always considered myself straight, I had lost my virginity, and had two sexual partners at that point. I still was still attracted to girls, and would not have turned my nose up to an inviting pussy. But there was still something else I wanted. Of course, being the times they were and where I was raised in the South, these were urges that were not spoken of.

Body of Worship: Chapter 1 – The Ascent [F20s]M20s][Edging][Fantasy][Sexual Magic][Threesome][Bisexual]

The Bells pealed their rhythm once, twice, thrice over the terraced city of Yvalla, echoing across the valley and lapsing into a whisper as the sound reached the aspirants far below. As the chimes murmured into silence, they began the Walk, tracing the city’s main thoroughfare up and up and up to the temple perched like a bird high above to overlook the city.

Ishanya, Goddess of Love, Life and Lust, Leya thought with a delicious shiver as her steps wound her higher. Her gaze darted to either side as she walked, eyeing the residents lining the street, wondering who would visit her first. That man, perhaps, brawny, hands calloused, forearms knotted with muscle. A farmer, maybe, or dockhand. Her simple scratchy shift rubbed against her body, nude beneath the thin fabric, and she shivered again, imagining his strong arms holding her close as her legs parted for him…

Perhaps her, she wondered, catching a glimpse of a voluptuous, wide-hipped woman. Her nipples stiffened and her skin prickled as she imagined Worship with her: burying her head between the woman’s breasts, stroking the swell of her hip, hands sliding down to her warm, wet-

IN. OUT. IN. OUT

It’s my first story, and english ain’t my native tongue so I’d appreciate any feedback you guys and gals could give me. Anyways, here’s the story

Fabric. Cigarettes. Alcohol. Pleasure. In. Out.
All words bouncing through Catherine’s head as her lover the fucked her brains out. Every time his hips collided with her’s Catherine could feel her entire body rocking back and forth. Every time the man pushed his member deep into her she felt electrical signals of pleasure shoot up through her body and into her mind, overpowering any rational or reasonable thought. The only real thoughts she could form were singular words about sensations. The feeling of the smooth, silky satin-sheat against her skin. The smell of cigarettes. The alcohol in her bloodstream.

In. Out. In. Out.

Her face, which normally had a look of calm ‘togetherness’ permanently engraved on it had been distorted into one of lust. Her eyes were rolled back, her mouth was open to allow her sweet moans to escape her throat and her blonde hair was in a complete mess from all the exploratory grabbing and pulling her lover had done.

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My second (and last) time with Chris [MM]

Since I got some good feedback on my last post about Chris (which I guess I can’t link to) so here’s part 2. Again, it’s kinda long and all MM. Enjoy!

It has been some time since our initial encounter. Every time I saw Chris after that, we both acted like it never happened. We still hung out together and he was the same goofy dude, still athletic and good looking, and still pulling girls I could only dream of.

I think it was a little over a year later. I was preparing to move several states away for a new job. About a week before I was leaving, Chris asked if we could hang out one last time to have some beers and laughs. I didn’t think anything of it, and said I’d be over after dinner with my parents.

I got to his house about 7:30 pm, and we cracked a few beers, yukking it up and recounting stories from our youth. After an hour or so I got up to use the bathroom, and Chris went to the kitchen to get another pair of beers. He was still in the kitchen when I returned, opening the bottles. He handed one to me and leaned against the counter.

I broke up with my bf of three years because he was cheating on me, less than a week later I let him fuck my ass [FM]

So this took place when I was 18 and freshly broken up with my long-time boyfriend. He was a year older than me and when he was at college he was fucking other girls behind my back. I went to his house to fuck one last time before breaking up with him.

I broke up with him at his house in his college town on a Sunday and that Friday, he came back home. He texted me and told me he had his place alone for the night and he knew that it’d turn me on. After a while I agreed to come over to “talk things out.” After I got there we “talked things out” and I ended up sucking his dick. Now that we were single his dirty talk hit different, when he called me a slut who couldn’t turn him down I knew I was going to fuck him shortly. After he fucked my face a bit we got into doggy in front of his mirror and I watched as he wrecked my pussy from behind. He put his finger in my ass and made me look at myself in the mirror as he did it. It turned me on so much that I asked if he had lube, and when he said yes I told him he could fuck my ass. He of course said yes to this offer and he started working his way in my ass. Again he made me look at myself in the mirror as i was moaning, crying a bit, and responding loudly to his dirty talk. I ended up making myself cum as he fucked me from behind. After that I was just a meat puppet for him, waiting for him to be finished with my ass. After he pulled out he jerked off and shot his cum on my ass where I licked it off my fingers for him. We ended up fucking that whole weekend and to this day I still can’t say no to him.