Looking for a Story [MF]

I’m looking for a story that I believe was posted here sometime within the last year.

The premise was that the storyteller (a guy) and his lesbian friend got naked for each other because she hadn’t seen a guy naked. Standard guy-turning-a-lesbian fantasy, but it seemed more realistic because he just ends up masturbating for her; they don’t end up having sex. The last of the details I remember is that the girl is black and an art student/nude model/something along those creative lines, and that somehow also led to the nudity.

That’s the best I can recall, but it was super hot if anyone can help me out!

The adventures of Tori: Poker night [Group]

Long time lurker finally getting around to writing. :)

This is the first story in what hopefully will be a series about my adventures with Tori. One of those stories might be how we met, but first a little about us. I am J, early 40s, divorced, successful in business, tall, blue eyes, blondish hair, well-trimmed beard and in decent shape. I am a Dom/Daddy and I’ve had my share of subs, but none quite like Tori. Tori is a young college student, 5’3, fit but curvy with 34D’s, green eyes, long blonde hair that goes to her waist. Her best features are many, but my favorite are her eyes, smile, amazing tits, her curves, her thighs (she swims), her ass and her incredibly perfect looking pussy. We’ve been together for 4 months and it has honestly been the best time of my life.

Some of Tori’s kinks include, a cum kink, a light rape kink, rope play, impregnation, oviposition, light pain, anal and being the most amazing sub ever. Subspace mimics little space, but without the age regression. To put it lightly, she’s amazing and we’re the best fit.

Slut Wife Story Series Chapters 1 & 2

Slut Wife Story Series Chapters 1 & 2

Chapter 1

I wake up as the sun seeps through the cracks of my windows, and im so thirsty. All I want, no NEED, is water, and my brain is too damn foggy to process any other thought. As I start to roll over to the night stand, I realize my necklace is on, along with all my jewelry actually, but absolutely nothing else. As this registers and I smirk to myself, I turn to see a man in my bed, that I do not know, wearing absolutely nothing, laying bare ass up on top of my comforter…so what am I too foggy to remember right now…ok…think. As i stumble out of my bed to get water, pretty sure I’m still drunk, I trip over my vibrator on the floor and look down to see a spread out pile of hand cuffs, straps, lace and leather, lube, and not one but two pair of men’s jeans…ok…what the hell happened last night!? As I turn back around and see the mans face whose passed out cold in my bed, it all comes flooding back to me like a tidal wave, and I walk out of my bedroom to see into my living room and sure enough, yup, another naked man, passed out on my couch, with handcuffs still dangling from one of his wrists. So damn…it wasn’t a dream, was it?

Harry Potter and the Witcher Chronicle – Chapter 6 – Witcher, Harry Potter Crossover, MF, Francesca Findabair, Creampie, Minor Begging, Slutty Elf, Impregnation Tease, Harry Potter.

In the morning after meeting Ida, he was surprised to find both her and Phillipa eager to go again. Ida kissed him all over when Phillipa rode him and then once again; he fucked Ida while she used some of her elven magic to play with Phillipa’s asshole while whipping tiny bands of fire across the raven-haired woman’s nipples. When he settled down for breakfast, the young wizard hadn’t consumed a meal as greedily accept for when he enjoyed some of his first meals with Hagrid after finding out he was a wizard. Cumming in a sorceress and a sage was hard work, not that he minded.

Unfortunately, while relations between Ida and Phillipa had improved, Ida revealed that she did not have the knowledge to help them. Fortunately, she had an idea of someone who could help them.

“Queen Francesca Findabair. If there is an elf alive who would know the arcane ways to bring you back to your world, the queen is the best chance you have Harry.” Ida said, her expression still slightly sharp towards him. The sage’s expression softened slightly.

“Forgive me Harry. I still see your ears. But you are no dh’oine. Not from our world, at least.”

A surprise for her ffmmm

He is acting weird tonight. We’ve gone to the club before, but he seems nervous about something. He looks fantastic in his dark shirt and jeans and I’m feeling pretty fabulous in my sweater dress that shows enough to tease without giving away all the goods, so what’s going on? Maybe it’s because the club is so crowded, I love people but it is a bit busy.

As we finish off our glass of wine, he seems a little more relaxed but like something is still off. I have tried asking but he keeps saying everything is fine, just relax and have fun. He keeps rubbing his fingers over my arm, back down to lightly grip my breast through my dress and kissing my neck softly. I’m pretty sure if he keeps this up, we are going to need to find a room or a corner in the back because I am extremely turned on. Maybe that’s why he’s doing it. I think he enjoyed plunging his fingers in me in front of everyone last time we were here. I couldn’t do anything but cling to him and moan, oblivious to all the people standing around. Just thinking about it make my nipples harden, that’s going to be noticeable without the bra I tossed in the back seat of the car earlier.

My [F] 50 second part of my confession

Part two of my story. Please see my post history for the opening story. I hope you all enjoy it and thank you all so much for the positive comments and messages. Xxx

We discussed it over and over again to be totally sure that what I was going to do wouldn’t have a negative effect on our marriage. Crossed every T and dotted every I, if I said I didn’t have any doubts I’d have been a liar.

I didn’t want to go back to the bar I’d met this guy at, just didn’t feel right if I’m honest and it was also a little too close to home. I couldn’t risk bumping into someone I knew.

Things went quiet for a while, neither of us knew how to escalate things short of visiting a sex club and that was a definite no no. We continued to watch porn together and it usually ended up with clips that involved a girl and two guys. There was just something about the situation the girl was in, maybe a feeling of helplessness and being controlled, or was it having two guys lust after her and being able to control them. I never really found out the honest answer to the question, just that as time went on I was attracted more and more to it.

I fucked and fingered [M]y [F]latmate’s holes in the living room while she makes eye contact with the girl across the street. [Anal play] [semi-public] [rough]

The first time we kissed she put my hand to her throat and asked very politely ‘be really mean to me please daddy’. It was definitely a surprise but she was lucky I was into it. I’m really into power play, daddy dom stuff and humiliation but I rarely feel comfortable enough to bring it up with women as I don’t wanna seem disrespectful. I’ll usually wait for them to hint at it first.

So for background me and my flatmate Jo have been hooking up for the past few months. We’ve always really gotten along really well but one night after a few too many beers were cuddling on the sofa and she starts pressing up against me. One thing lead to another and since then we’ve had a daddy dom type relationship.

For anyone interested Jo is short and slim with blonde hair and a happy go lucky personality, b cup tits and a perky ass. I’m tall and tanned with short brown hair and a pretty average uncut dick.

[M]y wi[F]e and I get some alone time and make it count [very rough]

My wife and I met online on a kink website that no longer exists. I don’t think either of us were looking for more than some good, fetish-filled, no hassle sex at the time. That was the extent of our relationship for the first few months and it was amazing. What was even better was that we got to know each other and realised that we enjoyed doing things together outside the bedroom too.

Starting a relationship this way has a number of advantages. For example, when you know someone’s deepest darkest fantasies before you even meet in person then communicating thoughts and feelings comes pretty easily. Another bonus has been that sex has always remained a key part of our relationship, even more than 10 years and two kids later.

We don’t have the free time to have long sessions of filth and depravity like we used to but we make it work, even when tired and having to keep quiet – we’ve actually become very good at cumming with minimal noise!

Of course this means that when we get some time and space away from the family then we really like to let loose. Recently we got to spend a lovely weekend together at a hotel, which involved taking a small suitcase with minimal clothes and maximum toys.

Stranger pleasuring herself on a crowded bus in front of me. [MF]

It was a hot summer day and the subway was down again for maintenance, that meant they had to take the entire subway and cram everyone onto a hot, humid, and stuffy shuttle bus. I get off at Bloor-Yonge, walk up the steps, and emerge into the hot humid heat…behind a massive crowd.

The transit staff begin shiffling people into the lines of shuttle buses, all stuck in traffic due to road work that just happened to coincide with subway closures. Like cattle being herded, I follow the crowd and end up in the back of a bus. I take my seat on a horizontal bench next to an awkward looking university kid glued to his phone playing some sort of iPhone game. He wasn’t the only one.

The back row of people facing us were all glued to their phones too, typing away or watching videos to pass the time. Across me sat a young woman, maybe in her late 20’s wearing tinted aviator sunglasses on her head over top her light brown hair, her tanned skin and tight black tank top contrasted her white tank top and white skirt. It was hard not to notice her.