Pokegirls, Gotta Fuck ’em All (Part 8: Hurt) [Story]

Heya, I’m back with another story chapter, it revealed the backstory of Steve and Anisa, and I think this chapter really shows their feelings quite well! I hope you guys enjoy it!

Steve:

Why did everything have to hurt so much?

Even after relieving myself with Fall, I still found myself going back to it, thinking about everything that happened with Anisa up till now.

I gripped my fork tightly and poked the pasta I had ordered, even if I used to devour food in the past, I couldn’t stomach much of it nowadays.

I leaned back in my chair and thought back to when I was 15 when everything changed between me and Anisa.

It was a windy autumn night, almost a year ago, I heard her knocking on the railing of her veranda, signalling that she wanted to talk.

I went outside and groggily rubbed my eyes, “hey Anisa…”

“Hey, Steve!” She said cheerfully, the bright light from her room coupled with the darkness of mine completely obscured her face.

“So, we’re finally about to have our finals…” She said while knocking on the railing, a bad habit of hers.

Dinner with a Married MILF [MF]

I’ve known this women since I was 12 years old. We will call her Jenn. Jenn use to work for my father at the time and stuck around long enough that she was apart of my everyday life growing up. Eventually she stopped working for my father but because she was so nice I always stay in touch.

From Birthday to New Years we always text and call. Fast forward to Thanksgiving, I gotta text from her wishing me happy holidays and the whole nine yards. Didn’t think much into it, I reciprocate the well wishes and ask about her two kids that she has.

We go back and forth throughout the day covering most topics. Work, family and her desire to go back to school. She’s always been goal oriented so nothing surprises me.

Anyways, everything was normal until she breaks the news to me that she found out her husband has been cheating with a younger woman.

I was shocked, she was so hot and still fairly young. The idea of someone cheating on her didn’t even really make sense to me.

Truth or Dare with co-actor [MF]

I met Cynthia (Cindy), when we were cast in the same play as husband and wife. When I first met her at auditions, I thought she was stuck up, bitchy, and rude. I did not want to act with her. During a break at our first rehearsal, we bonded. We were both overweight, both had some PTSD from out work at local prisons, and both were quite sarcastic. We had twisted senses of humour and liked to hide our pain that way. We’d often play Truth or Dare (more truth than dare) and I learned we both liked to drink more than usual (bordering on alcoholism), and she revealed that she was unable to have kids due to a surgery when she was a late teen, which led to her drinking more.

Our characters on stage often just yelled at each other as her character got more and more drunk as the play went on. There was a lot of sexual tension on stage as the couple, which led to some off stage sexual tension as well. The week leading up to the show, we got our costumes. I wore a tuxedo (since the play takes place during a New Years Eve Party) and she wore a form fitting navy blue dress. Cindy was shorted than me and basically the perfect definition of buxom: big breasts (I’d guess HH cups), slim waist, and nice fat ass. Her dress was low cut giving LOTS of cleavage.

Christmas Day Glee [MF]

Yesterday was Christmas (obviously) and I spent the day with my family. We have everyone over to my parents house. For dessert we had some family friends join us. It was just the mother as she is getting divorced with her three daughters, two of which are adults and the youngest is not. The middle one who is a junior in college stood out to me. (I’m only 23 she’s 20)

It has been a couple of years since I have seen her since I lived halfway across the country and she was also in college. She had on these black tights with a corduroy skirt and a tight white sweater that really showed off her figure. She had her dirty blonde hair pulled back.

We started talking just catching up and were laughing and having a good time and I could tell she was flirting with me. She kept touching my arms.

All of the family members started to leave and it was just our family friends and my immediate family. We continued talking about her college and everything.

I deepthroated an 8″ dildo in front of my friends [MF]

A little bit ago, I attended this bachelorette party. The bride is a student in one of my yoga classes. We’ve always been friendly, chatted, had the occasional lunch after class. Not a super close friend, but more than an acquaintance.

We were at this posh hotel suite, enjoying the night. Aside from the customary bachelorette party activities, the Maid of Honor said that she arranged for someone to come meet us. I honestly thought it would be a male stripper (Awkward and funny). But it was actually this female teacher…. to give us a blowjob class… Weird right? I didn’t think that actually existed, but I suppose it is. It’s more about proper technique, how not to throwup while going down on a guy, etc… But I guess that’s a thing? Google it. It’s a thing I

We’re sitting around, laughing and stuff. The teacher then passes around this bag full of dildos. You know, to practice on? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Each woman picks their dildo and passes the bag around. And of course with my luck I’m last and I get stuck with the massive 8″ dildo. Again, awkward but we’re all laughing and having fun. So who cares.

How I [M] found out my best friend [F] was a size queen

When I was younger I had a relationship for a few years. My girlfriend lived still with her family in her parents house, so I met also a lot of her little sisters friends. In this time the best friend (f) of my girlfriends sister became one of my best friends, what was always a nuisance to my girlfriend. Sarah was everything my girlfriend was jealous at. Red hair, very huge tits, nice little but and a sweet little girl around 1,60 high. One time she entered the bathroom, while I just left the shower. She stood there, totally overwhelmed with her mouth wide open and her eyes fixated on my water dripping dick. I said ” ehm, Sarah, I think it’s better, if you leave… ”
Sarah replied ” yes, but… I… nice meat!” And left immediately the room.
So the time passed by and sarah became more and more fascinated by me, while my relationship became more and more disappointing.
At the end I left my girlfriend and was very happy with my decision.
I had more time to do the things I liked and to meet my friends.
So the winter went by and the spring came, when a friend of me invited me to his party in the forest. Of course I asked sarah to come with me and told her, that we would sleep in a tent the night. She was excited and went with me to the party. The evening went on and we drank lot of liquor, had very much fun and accidentally started to tease each other. She began to rub my dick under the table and left him beginning for more. I kissed her neck when I passed her and at a dark corner, I rubbed her sweet pussy (I had never seen before!) Through her tight leggings. I felt her swollen lips and it drove me crazy…. so I took her hand and we went to the tent.

[M]y [f]irst peruvian slut [LONG]

For the last couple weeks I’ve been travelling South America. Starting in Brazil I flew to Peru to see Machu Picchu (of course) but had to fly over Lima. So during a 5 hour layover in Lima I decided to put the Airport Wifi to some use checking the local Bumble population. I got some matches really quick but then my flight on to Cusco stopped me from going on. Some of the matches never opened a conversation, some burned out but I stayed in contact with this one Peruvian girl – let’s call her Maria.

Maria is in her early 30s, petite (about 5’1) and dark haired from Lima. Big smile in her face, tan skin. Her ass is tiny but full – exactly how I like it. Her profile said something about how she loved french fries so that was my opening line after she opened the conversation with the usual “Hi” (but on Tinder girls expect creativity from guys… ;-)).

We started talking and switched to WhatsApp soon. In the beginning the conversation was funny but nonsexual but we kept in contact over the following days while I made my way back to Lima by bus. Soon it got more naughty and she was totally into it. We started basically sexting and let me tell you – six hour bus rides with a hard on are no fun!

Earning Those Words (MFf, BDSM, Coerced/non-con, Facefuck)

I had told you to wait kneeling before leaving you in the bedroom dressed in nothing but stockings and a latex collar. I returned a few minutes later, dressed in trousers and a shirt, alongside a woman. She wore a corset, black with lace trim, and black high heels.

A look of uncertainty crosses your face again. I’d talked you into trying this but we both knew you only said yes to please me. I was going to make sure you did everything to make me happy. You’d passed the point of no return.

I walked over and sat on the bed leaving you kneeling in front of me before starting to unzip my trousers. “Look at me” I tell you as you hear the click of high heels walking slowly to stand behind you.

As I pull my hard cock out you feel Her hands on your body. One up the back of your neck into your hair. The other traces down across your shoulder towards your breasts. Her hand starts teasing your nipple as Her other slowly guides your head forwards towards my cock, gently forcing your lips around me.

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Untitled (MF, BDSM)

“Kneel”, he said, as she entered the room, gesturing towards a velvet pillow near his feet. Her eyes met his as she walked towards it, her tights rubbing together under her mid length black skirt. She knelt, eyes not leaving his penetrating gaze. “Good girl.” he said laying his hand atop her head. This simple gesture brought a wave of warmth through her body, and her eyes dropped level with the bulge already forming in his rugged blue jeans. Suddenly, her head snapped back, as he pulled her hair so her eyes met his again. “Not yet, sweet girl.” He smiled, but it didn’t touch his eyes. “Who are you?” his tone took on an air of command and she knew tonight wasn’t the time for teasing him with her answer. “I’m your slut, sir.”, she replied. He smiled again, bigger this time, and his blue eyes sparkled in the dim light. They stayed like that for a few moments, just looking into each other, the knowledge between them that this was exactly where the other wanted, needed, to be. Keeping one hand firmly atop her head, he used his other to unzip his fly. “Only a taste for now, baby girl, I’ve much more planned for tonight.” She greedily took his cock into her mouth, moaning at the taste that she’d missed so much in their time apart. She felt his grip relax as her tongue teased the underside of his length. A soft exhale escaped his lips as she explored him, and just as he was getting to his full length, he pulled her hair back to lead her mouth away from him. She stuck her lip out in protest, he pinched it playfully, and reminded her that more was to come.

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[F]irst time poster! Being a secret college nympho

Everyone who knows me from college sees me as the nice, wholesome, quiet girl. The innocent one in the group. My classmates would tease me for it or encourage me to get out of my shell by suggesting that I go to events “hey there might be a nice guy for you there” “why don’t you join university events or clubs” “that guy’s innocent and nice just like you, you two would hit it off!” but I politely decline usually, telling them I’m just ‘too shy’ or maybe next time?

I loved being able to do all the adventurous, slutty things that I wanted in secret knowing that my peers had zero clue. I’d do presentations with my frazzled hair in front of a class with soaked panties because I’d just been fucked in a hair-pulling doggystyle in the car before class and I had no time to change or I’d be late. In time, hair would be a giveaway sign that I’d just had my dick appointment so either a brush or a cute beanie had to suffice as a solution.