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The Succubus Part 2 [MF]

FUCK, I felt the bed shift and once again, when my mind cleared enough I discovered I’m frozen in place.
I have reluctantly come to the conclusion that this isn’t normal and it’s not been a dream.

What it is I’m not quite sure.
This evening before I went to bed I set up my dressing mirror against the wall facing the foot of my bed.
This would allow me to see everything from the foot of the bed upward.
I think this was a big mistake.
As she began crawling up the bed I could see her from the rear.
As she shifted around something caught my eye.
As her shoulders moved from side to side there was a shimmering that became visible only when the light and her body were in the right position.
Squinting my eyes what I saw was a pair of wings.
They were as thin and transparent as those of a cicada.
I didn’t stop to wonder why I could only see them in a reflection and then not very well at that.
As I looked at her this evening she seemed to have taken on a more substantial more solid appearance.
There was less of a wispy nature to her. Read more »

The real reason we [MF] were late for the Christmas party

We M31 and F29 were running late. My wife and I were running around the house trying to gather up everything for our trip to her family’s holiday party. We’ve been so busy this past week and haven’t really seen each other.

We load up the car and run back inside to setup our pets for the next couple hours. My wife stops me and kisses me. “I haven’t seen you much lately.”

“I know.” I sigh “we’ve both been so caught up in the holiday that we’ve both been exhausted.”

“Maybe we do something for us before we head out?” She says smirking.

I grab her and we kiss deeply. I feel her hands go around me and pull me closer. “I want you so fucking bad.” I moan, sliding her shirt over her head. She pushes me on the couch and pull my pants off, springing my 8.5” cock out. She doesn’t hesitate by sliding me inside her. She’s soaking wet and takes all of me. She kisses my shoulder blade and pulls my hands over her 32c cup breasts and begs “touch me”. Read more »

Kinky Advent 24/24 [F] [Bi] [bdsm]

I got a collar for Christmas! Or rather a promise for one that my Dom and I will be choosing together. I’m still a little overwhelmed by the thought of finally being able to wear a visible sign for the connection me and my Dom are sharing, that this little advent adventure definitely helped to enhance.
I have to admit the last couple of weeks were intense, with a good measure of fun and excitement but also nervousness and uncertainty at some points. And let’s not forget about the constant arousal and horniness. ?
Seeing how much time, devotion, creativity and consideration went into creating this advent calendar I wasn’t sure I would be able to fulfill all the tasks to my Dom’s full satisfaction – which of course turned out to be true. As some of the assignments were surely a bit harder for me or took more effort than others my Dom seemed more disappointed when I just let some details slip, not posting on time or tried to negotiate demands and bypass some of the regulations. The punishments I got for the collected slips are something that I definitely will remember. As a masochist who can take her fair share of pain without flinching my Dom managed to really set the tone for the punishment spankings and whippings and got me into a mindset where I was really feeling I needed to be disciplined and atone for not following the rules. And being ordered to assume some of the mentioned positions truly helped with that.
The effect the position practice had on me was fascinating although the thought of position training was always very intriguing to me. Picturing myself in front of my Dom offering myself to him in a position like ‘Nadu’ really made me feel like I could truly submit to him despite my rebellious and bratty nature. That’s something I would love to explore more and incorporate in our future play sessions.
The most fun was had with the wax play, the body writing and the stripping in the changing room including that posting pictures of the fulfilled tasks totally caters to my exhibitionistic side. I also really enjoyed the dress regulations although I was shy to try it at first.
Something I’m very grateful for is that I got back to writing regularly. A side effect I want to keep and use in other parts of my life.
I’m so happy about how things turned out and also proud of myself for pushing some of my limits especially in the sense of wanting to be more obedient and submit more often than not. Read more »

Hot friend [f] found a BF, but gave me [M] one last blowjob while her BF was attempting to call her.

So I had a friend I used to have sex with on a fairly regular basis. She was from university, we had sex everyweek or every other week for about 8 months. But she didn’t want to date, i think due to the fact I’m a single dad and had financial issues. But I was okay with it, I enjoyed her anyway.

She stopped seeing me when she started dating someone. I was sad for a while but I got over it, I didnt talk to her for a while. But like 3 months later I began chatting with her.

About a month later and 4 months into her relationship I convinced her to come over, assuring her that we can just play a card game and we will not do anything.

Sure enough, when she came over about half way through the game she came back from the washroom and sat closer. Not long after we started making out there on the couch. During the makeout session she got a call. She looked at her phone and just said “I can’t answer that it’s my BF” Read more »

‘Twas The Night Before Christmas [MF] [Fiction]

Miranda stepped out of the shower and began to towel herself off. This was her first Christmas alone since her husband’s deployment schedule changed. She checked all of the doors were locked and turned off all of the lights before bed. Once she was finished, she crawled into bed and stared up at the ceiling, longing for her husband’s embrace while stronger the head of her Golden Retriever, Rex. Before long she fell asleep. She slept for a few hours before she was awoken by a bang coming from downstairs. Hearing what could be an intruder, she donned her dressing gown to head downstairs and confront whoever it was. Miranda dressed in such haste that she did not even fasten her dressing gown. She slowly creep down the stairs, she knew that the noise came from the living room so she carefully opened the door to peer at the intruder who broke into her house. As she opened the door to create a small crack, she could see a man stood in the middle of the room facing the Christmas tree. The man stood around six feet tall and wore a bright red coat with matching trousers. He turned towards the door and as he did so Miranda got a look at his face and his bushy white beard came into view. Read more »

My [M] Sex with a slim, toned, milf Filipina [F]

As promised, more stories. This is very recent, last 6 months or so. I met a girl on tinder. She was an easy 10/10 body and 7/10 face. A pretty Filipina with small but very firm tits, and a body that would probably make a gay man straight. And to top it off? She was a sex addict. But let’s not get ahead of ourselves!

There was a catch. She had a kid. And if that wasn’t a big enough of a catch, she told me she lived with her ex. I thought it was all a bit weird but hey, my life isn’t perfect so I stuck with it. The kid was 3, so we decided to go on a first date without the kid and just see whether we got on well.

It turns out we got on like a house on fire. She laughed at all my jokes. I laughed at hers. We even walked from bar to bar linking arms. First date! Crazy I know. Anyway, we walked along a canal and I stopped her and said thanks for the date. I give her a kiss which ended up in a lot of touching in public – me running my hands down her tight hourglass body and pulling her into my now-hard groin area. Read more »

Exploring the Mind of My Size-Queen Fuckbuddy [MF]

This is a true story about me, a 25-year old moderately hung man, and my former 25-year old size-queen fuckbuddy Isabelle. The story is about how I gradually revealed my fantasy of her fucking someone even more endowed than myself, and about her gradually expressing her size-queen desires. The story has an emphasis on dick size and its importance (for some). If that sounds like something for you, then keep reading! Also check the tags below to see if it suits you.

More info at the bottom.

Tags: Big Dick, Big Cock, Bigger Dick, Bigger Cock, Straight, Fetish Reveal, Friend, Hung Ex-boyfriend, Size-queen, Cock Compare, Slutty Past, Light SPH.

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For about a year I had a FB who I met regularly during weekends – let’s call her Isabelle for the sake of anonymity. She was about 5’8, blonde, 25 years old, thick in all the right places with great double D tits and a great ass. She was very sexual and experimental which I enjoyed – and she was major size-queen which I grew to love. Read more »

Lily, Part 1: Amazing E-Mail Leads to Smoking Sex [MF]

This happened last week.

“I know I am not supposed to contact you like this…” Lily’s e-mail began.

Lily was hot. 5’6″, maybe 130 lbs, a lot of that in her breasts and ass. Long, brown hair, long legs, expressive eyes, and best of all, a magnetic personality I found irresistible.

I had wanted her from the day I had met her at work, and there was mutual chemistry and sexual tension between us from the start.

Lily was also married, to a controlling asshole who didn’t realize or care what he had.

Still, I had held back for two years before we finally gave in to our mutual desires. The sex was off the charts, but we both agreed it was a one time thing.

Until that email.

“I think about that night all the time. That sex, our sex, was amazing. I think about how your cock felt beneath my fingertups. How hard and hot it felt. How I traced every ridge, every vein, how I felt it pulse as I stroked it. Read more »

[MF] Hotel Room With A Stranger

When I fell asleep last night, my head was filled with visions of email security protocols and algorithms, a hangover from the weeklong conference on Business Collaboration Security I was attending.

I awoke slowly, it was still dark out, I could just make out the full moon through the draw curtains as my eyelids fluttered open. I moved minutely and my body presses against something soft and warm. I freeze, my heart beating heavy in my chest. I came to this conference alone. And I hadn’t invited company to my room. And then I smelled lilac, felt a soft hand touch and then hold my own.

Moonbeams now light a portion of the bed in a soft glow. I turn to my right and there you are naked on top of the sheets looking at me through beautiful eyes, a half smile painting your full lips.

Am I dreaming? I close my eyes and reopen them, but you are still there, curves, dreams, and intoxication. I should be concerned about who the fuck you are, but those thoughts are driven from my mind when your hand steals into shorts and gently starts to caress my cock, which it springs to life heedless of any danger. Our eyes meet in the faint light and you shift giving me full view of your heavy tits, the nipples standing at attention begging to be sucked, teased, bitten, pulled, twisted… Read more »

Holiday Season

Im usually on the road alone during the holiday times. Driving back and forth from parents and relatives. So naturally I get excited on the road, I have a lot of free time to think about how I want to be screwed next. Maybe at a festival in a Porta potty…. Maybe you can catch me on my drives when I’m exhausted and easily turned on. But anyways thinking about all of this causes me blood to rush everywhere my head, my legs and of course my pussy. I’ve figured out that if I wear really tight jeans while driving I can get my clit right on the seam and rock back and forth while driving. And damn it feels good to have that pressure on me, liberating all of my thoughts and still getting that rough feeling of being touched. The threads of my pants being soaked just makes it even better for round two. They’ll either be cold and wet still or crusted and sharp, giving me more texture to work with. I’ve also started to wear dresses and skirts more often during these trips so that when I am bored and just needing to get my rocks off. I can soak my fingers with spit and please myself while my car is on cruise control..