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The Taste of You (poetry) [straight m/f]

Her Lips

Are lightening, the last drag on a cigarette

And I suck till

The Fire

Deeply inhaled

The burn on my throat.

The taste of you on my tongue.

It is in that moment

Just before you pull away

That I feel the desperation

Of an addict

I pull you back into me.

It’s my weakness, not yours

And while my mouth says

Goodbye

My heart whispers

Don’t go.

When I exhale, it hurts.

My eyes feel heavier

My chest feels emptier

And my mind instantly remembers

That you aren’t mine

And that every kiss

Is another line, cut

From your personal stash.

I pull because you feel like home.

You push

Because you know

That I would drink you in

Nonstop

Until it kills us both.

My ex-gf’s younger sister is one of the most beautiful, cute and sexy girls I’ve ever met. Part 2.

It was almost midnight. The whole town had gathered in the local square for the big concert. Given our earlier encounter today in the bathroom, I was eagerly waiting for the second one… She was wearing a tight black dress which looked incredible on her slim fit body, and hoop earrings. The fact I had overheard her argue with her mum earlier about not wearing a bra underneath made me ever hornier.

I approached her and whispered in her ear “You look fucking amazing tonight, are you ready?”. She nodded yes. The plan was that she would pretend to not feel well and I would escort her back home safely. The concert served as a perfect cover, as pretty much everyone was gathered in the square and the chances of us being seen or heard was considerably lower.

We set off, the house was a 5 minute walk from the square. “What kind of underwear are you wearing underneath?” I asked. “Surprise.” she responded. I looked around to make sure no one could see us and put my hand on her waist. As I slowly moved my hand towards her curvy, round ass, I couldn’t feel her panties. “You’re not wearing any, are you?” I calmly inquired. She giggled playfully, “You adorable, little slut…” I uttered as I discreetly squeezed her buttcheek. Read more »

A poem about bulges. [MF]

I must divulge that I love a big bulge,
They make me squirm and want to indulge.
Some go left and some go right,
Either way, they’re bound to excite.
Grab that zipper and pull it south,
Looks like he might need some mouth-to-mouth.
A little precum never hurt no one,
Let’s tuck in and get the job done.
Stroke it,
Suck it,
Play with his balls,
It’s so easy to get them enthralled.
Oh my God he’s getting close,
Not too long until he blows.
Cum for me baby, give it all to me.
I’m sitting here begging for it on my knees.
Ahhh yes, there you go.
I lick it all up, I’m such a hoe.

[M]y MSN log of my college [f]uckbuddy

Apologize for the slightly odd formatting (pulling this from MSN logs means that the name comes after the message for some reason, and I don’t want to bother dicking around with editing the whole damn thing). It raw, so there is more than just pure smut in there. The context here is that she had accused me of only wanting her for sex, and I responded by saying that we wouldn’t talk dirty or cyber or cam or anything for a few days. She apparently took this as a challenge. :P (Names have all been changed, I had to go back to my previous post and remember what the fuck fake names I used. :) )

My sex life with him is not satisfying!
Monica

and I don’t know what to do about it
Monica

I’m not sure what to tell you, really. :/
Brian

I’ve talked to him about it. He’s not willing to do many things.
Monica

example?
Brian

He wouldn’t even really try anal :P He doesn’t want to be rough. He says it’s just not like him!
Monica

He wont!
Monica

He -cant-!
Monica

he’s nervous.
Brian Read more »

[MF] The time I took 2 cocks back to back in one night

This day started like any other. Had school, work, and then I was planning on meeting a new bumble match that night. At around 4pm, this new guy (we’ll call him John) and I were trying to figure out plans. I finish work at 5 usually, but he said that he could only hang out at 6:30. I figured, why not kill 2 birds with 1 stone and meet up with another guy (let’s call him Chad) in the meantime. So I texted Chad and saw what was up and we were getting off work at the same time so we decided to meet up at his place.

5:30 comes and I’m walking into Chad’s place and right away he pushes me against the door and starts making out with me. I manage to come inside after and put my stuff down and grab some water before he comes up behind me, grinding his hard cock on my ass and grabbing my boobs, while kissing my neck. I pull him to his bedroom and push him on the bed and get on top of him. Read more »

Alone?

Amelia decided to treat herself to a night in. Her favorite movie, her favorite take out. When she thought her evening had concluded, it was really just beginning. She lit a candle next to her bed and found her favorite porn online. She began touching herself all over. One hand on her breasts while the other made its way to her pussy. She watched and enjoyed herself for a while, then she got out her favorite toy. She put on her blindfold to enhance the moment and then she got on her knees with her face against the cold sheets. She was so focused on how she touched herself and how her trusty mechanical companion felt on her clit. She hadn’t noticed that she had company in the room. Read more »

[fM] Naughty Elfe in Santa’s Workshop

“You’re en elf, not a stripper, Mitchell. Pull your skirt down,” Kevin grumbled, “and put that cigarette out while you’re at it. No smoking on the job.”

Penny Mitchell left her skirt as it was and took another drag from the cigarette pinched between her fingers.

“I’m not on the job, *Kevin*,” she drawled, smoke curls escaping along with her words and framing her face in the cold December air. “You can’t tell me what to do. You’re not my dad.”

Kevin groaned. “Thank god for that, and judging by what my watch says”—he paused to roll up his sleeve—“you are, in fact, now six minutes late for your shift. Get inside.”

He gestured towards the door that led into the shopping mall. He and Penny were standing on the edge of the back parking lot, the frigid air only slightly dulling the reek from the huge metal garbage bins sitting next to them. This was where the food court dumped its waste, and where disgruntled mall employees huddled to smoke away their few moments of freedom during their shifts.

“How come you’re allowed to stand out here and smoke, huh?” Penny taunted. “You’re on the job, too.” Read more »

Forbidden Friction [Mf, taboo]

Ally was my niece through a former marriage. She stopped by my place last month before heading back to college for her junior year. I thought she just wanted to say a quick goodbye since we had gone to a couple of baseball games together over the summer, so I didn’t hesitate to let her in even though I had a friend I made the night before still sleeping in my bed.

Ally walked by the door to my bedroom and saw the young woman’s bare back and her pile of clothes on the floor next to the bed. She raised her eyebrows as she walked over to the couch. “Based on her style, she’s a little young for you, Uncle Alex.”

I tried a sheepish grin. “Ah, I don’t think so. She’s getting ready to head back to college herself–it’s nothing serious.”

“I didn’t realize you liked girls who were so much younger.”

I really didn’t feel comfortable discussing my sexual interests, so I tried to change the subject. We talked a little about Ally’s upcoming semester. Read more »

Sex Club (mf)nsfw

id meet you in public. a nice quiet dinner. id ask you to be there first. so that when i arrive i can pay for your meal. take you by the hand and without as much as a word walk you out the door to a waitting uber. the driver knows where to go. we sit in silence you casually looking over as i seem to be ignoring you as we drive. when the car stops i get out and come around to your door. i open it and hold out my hand to help you out. we walk towards a steel door in an alley. a quick knock and the door opens. a man lets us in saying only “the place is ours for the afternoon.” the lights are low but you see curtains. a bar a stairwell going up and down. booths and tables. it sone kind of club. the art work. it’s erotic. the chairs are covered in water proof material. we walk towards the bar. there are beverages. chocolates. strawberries. all sorts sorted on trays pre placed. a juke box sits next to the bar. a giant bowl of condoms sits next to it. behind the bar. you see masks. gag balls. whips. prods. handcuffs. ropes. all hung in display. its dawning on you, where you are. its a swingers club. the entire club is meant for orgies and the two of us have the place to our selves. Read more »