Your First Dance [Bi] [MF/?][Exh][Oral]

First submission, short not-quite-complete with an ambiguous bisexual 2nd person.

Setup: You’ve been having fun with this couple for a little while now, and you all enjoy each other. You agree to do something you’ve wanted to do but haven’t had the courage.

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You come out to dance. You’re nervous, but you know they love you and find you sexy. You shed the outer layer, you dance, you gyrate. He flushes. She undoes the top two buttons of her tight shirt, revealing the top of her ample breasts to the both of you. You throw off a piece of clothing. Encouraging attention pours from both of them.

She unzips his pants, pulls out an already-throbbing erection. You did that, they’re both enjoying you. She leans slightly against him, eyes still fixed on you, stroking his cock. You flush, lick your lips at the sight of his shaft disappearing behind her grip as more cloth comes off. You look up. She’s seen your lust, and a small smile lights her eyes as she looks knowingly into yours. As you keep dancing, moving with more desperation as your own arousal grows, her eyes still locked on yours, she bends down, and slowly, very slowly, painfully slowly takes his head into her mouth.

Late Night Surprise [CNC] [MF]

I close my bedroom door, removing the bra underneath my shirt and my pants before collapsing on my bed. I’m exhausted as I curl up to one of my larger pillows when I hear a knock at the door. “Go away,” I grumble, just wanting to go to sleep.

The door opens, “no slut, daddy wants you”. It’s my roommate, who is also my fuckbuddy, as he walks toward my bed.

“I am so fucking tired right now I can’t do shit. Go jerk off or something and I’ll ride you in the morning,” I say as I snuggle more into my pillow.

He sighs, “how bout cuddles then? I’ll hold you until you’re asleep”.

“ok,” I mumble, scooting over enough for him to get in my bed. He spoons me, holding me tight against him. I can feel his hard cock against my ass, but I don’t have the energy to tease him. After what feels like 10 minutes I feel him lightly groping my ass and tits. I’m so close to sleeping I don’t say anything, until he slides his hand in the front of my panties, rubbing my clit. I moan lightly, “stooop daddy, I just wanna sleep”.

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Fucking a bridesmaid after the rehearsal [MF]

Backstory:

Recently out of a long term relationship, my friend and his future wife decided to try and set me up with one of her best friends at their wedding. I was feeling a bit down, not really confident in myself and wasn’t really looking forward to the wedding. The week came and a few flights later, I was in town to see my best friend get hitched.

My friends talked her up before I met her; about 5’5”, a little thick, cute and by my friend’s wife’s admission, promiscuous. If there was anyone I was going to get lucky with over the course of the next four days, it was her.

Lust// Fantasy 2 [MF] [Cheating]

This is part two, for part one see https://redd.it/epaq2v
Feedback is always welcome!

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Calli turned the wheel of the car as she pulled it into the driveway of her house and into the garage. The handbrake clicked into place as she turned the key and shut the engine down. Jay’s hand had not left her thigh as they drove from the airport to her house, their general conversation intermittently interrupted as they took turns reminding each other of how glad they were to finally have each other in the flesh.

Jay reluctantly took his hand off Calli’s thigh and moved it up towards her face, brushing her breasts through her dress. His hand caressed her face softly and turned her to face him. His eye’s bore into hers for a few moments before he spoke.

“You are truly beautiful, Calli.” Jay said, leaning in and kissing her deeply. Calli blushed as she kissed him back. She melted in his hands and melted to the things that he said to her. He was living up to the man he was in their online relationship and was certainly living up to her fantasies.
Their kiss broke and Jay smiled. He had barely been able to wipe a smile off his face since he first saw Calli at the airport, only being able to stop long enough to kiss her. Calli beamed back at him happily.

Student’s Extra Credit

Jack was grading papers in his office as he usually does after finals week. Giving the same bad grades to the failing students and the good grades for the good students. Jack heard and knocking at the door to his office and said
“come in.”
It was one of his more underperforming students Sarah. She looked different than she had usually in his class. She was wearing a button down white blouse, black high heels, thigh-high socks, and a skirt going a few inches above her knee. She looked surprised seeing him. Probably because he was wearing his typical blue collared shirt but with the sleeves rolled up and missing his typical tie and blazer as he always wore.
“Hi professor Hemingway!” She said nervously.
“I’ve already told you that all of my students can call me Jack, Sarah, Ive always hated the formal titles in academia.” He smirked.
“What did you need Sarah?”
“Umm…” she looks at the floor with a worried look on her face.
“It’s about my final paper professor- I mean Jack…”
“I know it’s the end of the year but I was wondering if there’s any extra credit I could do to hopefully change my grade a little?…”
Jack had a soft look, he knew he couldn’t change her grade but she had always been such a sweet young girl.
“I’m sorry Sarah, there isn’t any more extra credit available.”
She walks closer to him in his chair and takes his hand.
“Please Jack… it would mean so much to me…”
She takes his hand and runs it down her stomach and back up over her breasts towards her neck. She pulls herself closer to him and sits on his lap.
“Can you please help me? I wanna show how good of a student I can be.”
She start to slowly grind on his cock through his pants.
“Fuck, you know I shouldn’t be letting you do this.”
“I know, but I know you want it so bad, I’ve seen the way you’ve been looking at me.”
“Mmm, and how have I been looking at you?”
“Like you want to play with me so fucking bad.”
He picked her up kissing her and put her on his desk. He starts to tear at her blouse unbuttoning it, kissing his way down her chest as he continues. He slowly gets to his knees and sees she’s not wearing panties and slowly presses his tongue on her pussy and slides it up to her clit gently. She bites her lip and moans. He starts to lick her slit faster and harder.
“Oh fuck yes eat my tight little pussy!”
He circles his tongue around her clit until he can’t hold himself back and starts sucking her clit.
“Oh fuck, fuck don’t stop!”
He sucks harder as he slowly starts to slide two fingers into her dripping wet pussy. Her eyes roll back as she starts rocking her hips to the rhythm of his fingers pounding her. He feels her body tensing as he finger fucks her hard.
“OH FUCK!” She screams as she squirts hard on his hand as she’s lost in the pleasure.
He pulls her off his desk and bends her over it as he pulls his cock out and rams it into her.
“Oh shit your cock is so big!”
He squeezes her ass as he pounds her pussy from behind, slamming into her harder with every thrust.
“I want it so bad, I wanna feel your cum inside me, I don’t care about anything else, I need this so bad.”
He fucks her pussy as hard and fast as he can and pumps his cum hard inside her.
“Oh fuck yes, fill me up.”
“Will you change my grade now teacher?”
“Show up here again tomorrow, this same time, I’ll have your paper graded for an A. Make sure you’re wearing the same thing or I’ll have to teach you a lesson.” He he smirked and gave her one last kiss.

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Backstage Before the Show (MF) (Consensual) (Virgin) (Blowjob) (Creampie) (Long story) (Based on a true event)

He walked backstage and she was standing in front of the mirror. She always came in earlier than her call. Said it helped her relax a bit more before doing the show. She looked particularly appealing because she wasn’t in her typical body suit. She was just wearing a simple bra and a thong. He had wanted her for weeks,his cock pulsing when he would watch her, but he couldn’t bring himself to tell her. She looked up and saw him and smiled.

    “Hello,” she said. Her blue eyes twinkled a bit in the bright lights surrounding the mirror. She smiled at him. He turned his eyes away. He had been staring at her pert and spectacular ass. He had wondered what it looked like and now he had a pretty good idea. She turned and her breasts were just as spectacular as her ass. 

I had a sex marathon while house sitting with [m]y adorable theater geek G[F]

A little into the year my parents contacted me about house sitting for them while they’re out of town to celebrate their 30th anniversary over Valentine’s Day weekend. Since I attended college a little over a half hour away I was immediately their first choice given my two little sisters attend college out of state. I said it was no big deal and that I’d be happy to house sit for the two nights. I immediately asked Rocky if she wanted to spend the two nights with me there and she happily accepted. We’ve actually been tossing around the idea of moving in together since Rocky’s current roommate (her best friend) Joy will be graduating a year early at the end of the semester so we thought this would be a nice little experiment to test the waters.

A freezing trip to Montreal [Group]

Last winter, my girlfriend Hannah and I took a trip to Montreal with another couple, Paul and Kate. We are all in our late 20s. Paul and I are best friends from college, and Hannah and Kate have gotten really close over the past couple years that Hannah and I have been dating. We had done a few other long weekends together and always had a great time. We left Friday morning and had a fun drive up from Boston, entertaining ourselves by playing car games and listening to music.

It was mid-January when we went, and during a particularity cold snap of weather. By the time we crossed the boarder into Canada, the thermometer in the car had dropped to 0 Fahrenheit, and snow flurries had started to fall. We navigated the traffic into Montreal, then looked for a place to park near the Airbnb we had rented. None of us speak more than just very basic french, so navigating the parking signs was an issue. Eventually we found a spot we were moderately confident was legal, parked the car, and made the freezing trek to our accommodations.

Coed Cumbuddies [MF] [Shower] [College] [Creampie]

When I heard the college I got accepted to still had coed dorms, I was pumped. Not only because that meant I’d live close to some potentially hot girls, but also because hopefully I’d get to see them naked in the coed showers. I realize that the whole point of coed showers was to de-sexualize the human body, but to a guy fresh out of High School and with very little female experience under his belt (no pun intended) this was a dream come true.

I did all my paperwork, got assigned my dorm and moved in. I was ready to meet new people and get naked with them for what would become my most memorable, adventurous years of my life. Wild and scandalous fantasies raced through my mind faster than cars at the Indy 500. My freshman year was the opposite of that.

While the dorms were coed, and I happened to live across the hall from a pair of cute girls, they kept to themselves, as did everyone on our floor. My roommate was a sports guy and never wanted to hang out. The showers were coed, but there was an official schedule that most people adhered to. From 6am to 10am the women were scheduled for the top of the hour and men were scheduled at the thirty-minute mark. Any time after 10am was open to whoever.

Sugar Hills pt 1 [MF] [Dom and Sub] [Pain and Humiliation]

I grew up in an average environment. My father was an architect for a mid-sized firm downtown and my mother taught the 3rd grade at a private catholic institution. When I was 8 years old, I was tested for an advanced program called Gate, but otherwise I was never exceptional at anything. I never played a sport, or an instrument, and in memory no exceptionally cute boys asked me out on a date during high school. In fact it wouldn’t be until I started going to college that men started noticing me.

Admittedly, the attraction was towards my pubescent girlish figure. I’ve often stood in front of the mirror and wished my breasts would grow. Instead they stood taunt against my body, half a handful in my palms with the pinkish flesh of my nipples peeking out from between my fingers. My skin was milky, and creamy. A man I dated once told me that my skin was like condensed milk and he wanted to brush his dark, chocolaty skin against it, spreading me apart until he could taste my strawberry center.