[M] [F] The Time my friends Mom made me cum

This happened when I was 18, and she was 52. My best friend since daycare mom, let’s call her Margo is quite the hottie, she’s about 6’1 or 6’2 and slim with perky tits, emerald green eyes and dark brown hair. She’s been divorced for as long as I’ve known her, and dated off and on ever since with nothing serious. But I’ve had a crush on her for as long as I can remember, we’ve done some light flirting in the past but never really had anything come of it.

For the last 6 years my best friend his mom and I have gone to her family cottage for a week during the summer. It’s day 3 of our week long excursion and It’s the hottest it’s ever been, it was like 34 degrees Celsius. So naturally we were all quite hot, my friend had gone for his afternoon run and his mom had gone for a swim leaving me all alone in the house. Now at this point I’d gotten quite horny and it lead me to do something quite stupid. I snuck into Margo’s room to and noticed that she had left her bra and underwear on the bed from where she changed into her bikini.

Special diet for the basketball team (MF) (Oral) (Lactation) (DubCon)

*Authors note: This was based on a writing request, I hope you enjoy it.*

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“Coach Williams, we need some wins, and soon. This college is famed for it’s basketball, we get a lot of support due to it, if we lose any more games we’re going to start losing our patrons, and that means we start losing money, a lot of money.” The colleges President, James Burns, pointed at the coach as he continued. “And that means we’ll need to make cuts, like getting rid of an underperforming basketball coach.”

Coach Tim Williams stood in front of the President, so far, it had been the colleges worst basketball season in the last 50 years, he’d been desperately trying various strategies with his team, there was one possible solution he’d found after exhaustive internet research, but he hadn’t thought he’d get approval, until now. He could see the desperation in the Presidents eyes, if ever he’d get approval, now was the time.

“I have something that should increase our players performance by around 20%, it’s a bit unusual though.”

The President shook his head. “We can’t give the players drugs, there are random tests.”

My [F]irst Tinder Meetup Leads to my [F]irst Strapon Experience

After being unsure of my sexuality for a while I ended up sleeping with a girl I met at a club and had an amazing time. I had no doubt that I was bi and so naturally, I did what anyone else would, and went to make up for all the missed time. I downloaded Tinder but it just sat on my phone for a few weeks not doing anything with it because I was worried. Then one night I hung out at a guy friend’s house for some drinks. We were a few drinks in when I mentioned my Tinder and so he nagged me to make one until I felt like I just had to. We looked through all my photos and picked the best ones before trying to come up with a good bio. We lasted maybe three minutes before we gave up and settled on “here for a good time not a long time.” If you have a Tinder you know this is the most basic caption for girls and so I was a little worried, but I thought it got my point across pretty well.

Fantasy #1 first post. Me (F/29) w/ my BF and his best friend (F/M/M, DP, rough, submissive) slow beginning, but give it a chance, it gets hot AF.

Disclaimer: Trying to start a series with all my deepest fantasies. This is my first. All names have been changed. Everything up to the scene on the couch is true, after that it’s all from the inner workings of my mind. Slow beginning and it is LONG. Hope you enjoy!

I’ve been with my boyfriend for over 8 years now. We met when I a little over 21; young and shy, I’d only been with one guy before him. After being together for a short while he introduced me to his best friend and his girlfriend. They’d known each other for a long time. Ever since I’d met him, I’d been smitten with Travis.

It was something about the way he carried himself. So confident, so strong. Rough, rugged, a slight air of cockiness. I was so attracted to him. The way he presented himself came across as so domineering. I wanted to experience that from someone more than anything. My submissive mind craved after him. I began to worry myself as I started to believe I was becoming too enamored, slightly obsessed. But I brushed it off.

Blowjob under my desk leads to more… [MF]

So this an encounter that I can’t get out of my head and even now it makes me horny just thinking about it.

Sandra, name changed to protect the naughty, reached out to me about a post of mine on the dirtyr4rPortland sub Reddit. We hit it off almost immediately and after chatting on and off for a couple days turns out my work and her place are fairly close and so we made plans to meet up on my lunch break. That encounter though is a story for another day.

This story takes place the day after our first encounter.

About me, I’m 6’ tall, semi fit dad bod, dark hair, hazel eyes, and I have a decent beard.

Sandra is about 5’7”, dark hair, hazel eyes, and curves in all of the right places.

A Raunchy Quarantine in the Woods [MF]

Becca and I met while working for a now bankrupt company. We chatted at office parties and I felt there was chemistry, but I’ve never been the work-fling type. She was an introverted and unconventionally attractive girl from a small town upstate who was really into hikes, farms, animals and things like that. We clicked over old music, mostly, and random things. I had fantasized about pulling her by her brown hair and clapping her thick thighs to some Sade a few times, but never made a pass.

After the company went broke, I figured I’d ask her out to see a jazz band we both liked. She was down. After the show, we had a few drinks and I told her I’d been meaning to ask her out for awhile now and that I had always found her attractive. She blushed, but shortly after that she told me she had this “other thing” she had to go to. I told her we should go out again another time but didn’t make much of it because I wasn’t sure she was interested. I was heavily into dating apps at the time and was used to the dating lottery.

Sex on the Beach (and Not the Drink) [MF]

This is our first post, so please leave us constructive feedback and be patient!

My girlfriend (f21, Claire) and I (m22, Scott) had been looking forward to our short beach vacation for a few weeks, and when we got to our beach house and felt the warm sunshine on our shoulders, we got big ideas. Claire had been asking me if there was somewhere we could go to get away from the crowds and so I started doing my research. It was spring break at most colleges and we were both feeling extra frisky, so we had hoped to find somewhere a little more secluded and clothing-optional. After thoroughly scouring the internet and google maps, we learned that Florida’s nude beaches were nowhere near us. Disappointing. That didn’t stop us though, it just meant we were going to put in more work and have ourselves a little adventure.

I had known of some bigger state parks that offered many miles of beaches with little access, so we decided that this would be our best option to “get away”. We made our plans for the next day and called it a night. The next morning we awoke to beautiful blue skies and plenty of sunshine, the perfect weather conditions for our big day. Claire picked out a sexy bikini that she had bought the day before, we made sandwiches and packed backpacks full of snacks for lunch, and headed out.

House Pet (MF)

Lucian, a Slytherin 7th year, walked with the other students on their way to Hogsmeade thinking about how he could sneak away from his friends. Lucian had a date with Eleanor, a Hufflepuff 7th year, at Madam Puddifoot’s Tea Shop despite her knowledge that it was not his favorite place. They had been dating for a few years but Lucian was always awkward about it due to his friends’ insistent teasing, however, he had a plan to spice things up with his adorable pet. He raced to the Tea Shop after telling his friends that he had forgot that he needed to do Christmas shopping and that they could go on without him.

Eleanor blushed as she saw Lucian sneak into the shop and carefully walked over to their table. “I am missing out on looking at a new broom for next Quidditch match,” he says with a slight smirk sliding into his seat. “And yet you decide to spend time with me,” she jokes with a wiggle. A waitress comes up and places some sweet tea in front of them along with some biscuits (cookies). She smiles brightly and immediately grabs a biscuit to eat at which time she looks up and notices a devilish look in Lucian’s eyes. The conversation switches to how they may continue in life together; ranging from potential jobs to where they would like to live to whether or not they would like to get married. Lucian refused to admit that he would actually want to spend the rest of his life with a muggle-born Hufflepuff girl.

[MMF] (M23) My (F22) Girlfriend seduced me into sucking cock and it ended up being the hottest experience either of us had ever had..

So this whole thing started when me and my girlfriend were alone at my place while having some drinks. We were sitting on the couch together when she took off her top so that she was only wearing her extremely hot mini skirt. She then pulled out her laptop and said she wanted to show me something. She then used our Amazon fire stick to pull up pornhub where she started to play a video. This wasn’t out of the ordinary because we regularly watch porn together and she knows I love porn where it’s a close up of a girl sucking dick. She said, “I know you love seeing girls sucking on nice hard cock but have you ever seen a guy do it?” She giggled as she said this and I looked at her in shock.

My Russian Nymph (flash) NSFW

It must have been six weeks after we first met at the bookstore that we met in Hampstead before sunrise for an early morning walk through the Heath. A cold, sunny day was promising to break out across the city. Large swaths of pure black froth were rolling lazily inside a cerulean dome. Alexandria’s arm was linked through mine as we walked slowly through the wide, green, open spaces.

We sat together in the centre of a cast-iron bench at the top of Parliament Hill. I smoked a hand-rolled-cigarette, Alexandria rested her hand on my knee. We did not talk a lot. In fact, apart from a few minor observations about the nature we had seen, I am quite sure we didn’t speak at all.

After observing the landscape for some time – watching trains, tracing the flight of planes, we walked hand in hand back to my apartment in Camden. I made us both cups of tea and toast smothered in butter, and we nestled in next to one another on the sofa, just like back on the hill, sipping tea, nibbling toast, watching an old James Bond film on the telly.