We are showering together and you switch the shower head to stream and hand it to me. You look at me sternly commanding me to cum like I do when I’m all alone. I begin to laugh as I reach over you to put away the shower head. You firmly put your hands on my shoulders and sit me down saying forcefully, “I told you to cum.” My laugh stops abruptly as I look up at your serious face. Your eyes are black with lust, or maybe it’s anger. I’m unsure which. I look down and shake my head no but you take a hand off my shoulder and lift my chin to look at you. It’s nearly impossible for me to maintain eye contact but you keep your hand under my chin and your other hand gestures to get on with it.
[FF] [MF] [Nipple piercing] [Maybe Cuck] [Dub Con] Ruining the Surprise
*So Wednesday at 4:30. See you then!*
Oh my God! I can’t believe I’m really doing this. I just made an appointment to get my nipples pierced to surprise you. Ok, it’s Tuesday. I can do this. All day Wednesday I had butterflies in my stomach, nervous and excited. I got to the salon and saw no one else was there. When I came in, she greeted me and handed me my paperwork to fill out. As I did, she went to the front door and flipped the latch. I didn’t really think anything of it as I finished up the forms and handed over the clipboard.
Jagger and I
#erotica, #sexuality, #queer,
Love and kisses rose red your lips sweet, rubymouth opening as my tongue swirls inside curling then I take a bite out of your pale, lover’s throat.Cool jelly juice, jus de vagine exuding from the curvature inside the folds of your spiced love cream pussinboots. I shall sip, sup, slurp your salty, sweet, passion seed as we bathe in soapy sex; soft, submissive supple pliant bodies swimming to drown the other out.Will I shed a tear if you go? Have I the strength to leave you now? An impassioned plea to the one I lavish. No thoughts on fear of losing you tonight swain, infatuate flame. My senses trip on the scent emanating from you, pheromones bonded. Zeus let us just make lusty love livid longing.Gasping hovering as I hold you up, your feet coming off the carpet. Pick up your fervent figure in my arms, smothering
Drinks with my old friend
Nonfiction story that happened to a friend of mine, with names changed.
It began when I had too much to drink. My boyfriend wasn’t with us tonight because in all honesty he doesn’t know my friends that well. It was me and him and our good friend Rose. Rose and I had been drinking a fair amount and we began to feel tipsy. It was fun seeing Rose like this, she was more confident and way more flirty. She shamelessly made jokes about bedding Jay, and he would just laugh them off. He offered to stay sober to help us drive home. After we started feeling a little drunk, we asked him to drive us to Rose’s house where I would spend the night. Ride home alone in Jay’s car? After I’ve been drinking? I know my boyfriend wouldn’t say a word but I could read it on his face that he wouldn’t like that. And I don’t like making him worry. He’s probably already worried enough about me out here with these two.
[F4M] The Inky Depths
Floating,
Feeling the gentle waves rock me, lulled and fading into a dreamy state.
I find my mind wandering to you.
My thoughts mirroring the inky depths below.
I imagine the current swirling below. Light and tormenting not too far below me, but an undertow deeper that feels untamed and well…dangerous.
I find myself unconsciously holding my breath…wondering at the folly of falling for you. Is this attraction I feel really wise?
I know I want you, on a primal level that creates a hunger that can’t be sated.
I imagine you behind me, holding me tight, whispering sexy messages softly into my ear.
Your mouth moving slowly down my neck as I involuntarily feel myself push back into you, and as I do this, I feel the lilo move and water flow under me.
I momentarily shiver, exactly as I would as you continue to kiss and lightly bite my neck, whilst one arm continues to pull me close, and the other lightly flick and squeeze my left nipple. I imagine you gradually squeezing harder and more urgent.
I lightly moan, which only encourages you.
Jagger and I # F/F #erotica, sexuality, #queer,
You turn me on, the drug of choice. Cum here close by and safe- intimate.Lick my kvnt-that’s right, stuff your tongue into my opening slot. She is my sweet muffcake fruity loops flavours trippingScoff your mouth, a rough rouge jewel, specious shining through your beguiling black eyes. Wet seeping slit seducing my senses, I will cum twice no, more. Yes I know you are entitled.My bestial burning bush baby, hop up fly for me.
Excitement As I Know It
The End of Excitement As I Know It
“Your pussy looks delicious and I’m starving” reads that little blue text bubble. My body jolts with excitement and a high-pitched *AHH* leaves my body without warning. Carissa’s exchange with our smoking hot kickboxing instructor sounds more like erotic fiction than reality, the one-on-one training sessions Joe has set up this week oozing with so much sexual energy it would make an entire Atlanta strip joint blush. I reply with an army of all caps proclamations of excitement and stunned disbelief. “THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE,” my final soldier, storming the field of this gushing exchange. I wait for a response; my mind takes an unexpected tilt. Me and you ended your borderline euphoric visit with the decision to be exclusive. I wonder, does this mark the end of excitement for me?
The memory of Marcelo falls onto the forefront of my mind like the winds of longing blew it all the way there, just to spite me. Marcelo, the Brazilian man who I matched with on Tinder and proceeded to meet for the first time on the nude beach during my vacation in San Diego. Marcelo, the bronzed, bulking man that closer resembled a statue of a Greek god than his actual pictures. Marcelo, the man who joined his shadow with mine onto the white wall of his all white room, moving together next to the window of an electric blue sky, a burst of color after sunset almost radioactive.
The first time i explored and sucked a guy [MM] (kinda long)
Long time lurker and i think it’s time i tell my story.
I’ve always considered myself a straight guy, but I’d be lying if I haven’t thought about sucking cock, Just to see what it’s like. One night about two years after i graduated high school i had a few drinks and i don’t know if it was the alcohol or what, but I decided to post on Craigslist. I think i posted something along the lines of “straight guy wants to experiment” not 30 minutes later I got a few messages.
I filtered through the messages and responded to a guy, let’s call him M. We chatted for a bit and I got the vibe that he was a cool guy who would not push me and take his time with me till i was comfortable.
Background on M : he was 40 something and was a bit chubby. He has an average sized cock and said he was BI.
We chatted for a bit and realized we lived close. So we made the plan to meet that night. I really wanted to try this before i lost my nerve.
Hotel rm next door [MF]
Came back from a store, as I slide my key card in my door, I hear a faint moan. I stopped and said to myself, what was that? Next I hear another louder moan and then the sound of her getting pounded and the words, “yes, ohh, yess, fuck me”.. my cock instantly sprang up… and fukk if it wasnt the hottest thing I heard.. especially not having sex in along time..
Fucking a stranger in the student union
I went to a fairly small liberal arts school for college. The campus was in the middle of a medium-sized town, and the academic programs were pretty good (for the state, at least). It’s not lacking funds by any means, but the school likes to cut corners when it comes to spending. This means moving chairs from the dining hall to the yard for graduation, using library shelves for fundraising yard sales, and taking tables out of the student union for Greek life bake sales. I was going to study in the student union while the latter was going on, so the building was practically empty and lacked tables (bizarre, I know). Any other student would have just gone to the library or their room to study, but I didn’t. I hated the fluorescent lights in the library and my roommate had a girl over, so I decided to stay and search for a forgotten table.