From the Bar to the Car [MF]

I enter the bar through the front door and stand there for a moment as my eyes adjust and I can survey the room. I see a few people sitting at the bar, and then I see you. A beautiful woman sitting at the bar, but you look uncomfortable and disinterested with the person speaking to you. I start walking towards the open barstool on the other side of you.

As I approach I hear you tell the man again that you’re not interested. Seeing my window I pounce.

“Hey there honey, so sorry I’m late. Traffic was shit and I lost track of time at work” I say as I slide past you and into the open barstool. My hands brush your shoulders as I move.

“Ah, my mistake” says the other man, as he slinks off back to the other side of the bar.

“You’re welcome” I say to you as I turn and face the bartender.

“Oh no, honey, you don’t get off that easy for saving me.” You say to me as I order a drink.

“Really, so you’re interested in getting me off?” I say with a wry smile.

Toad Story [diary] [toads] [MF] [MFFF] [incest] [fiction]

**Author’s Note:** Literary license has been applied in the writing of this story. Some of the events depicted may not be factually correct in regards to toads. Most importantly, no toads were harmed in the making of this story :)

 

Dear mental diary,

I think I screwed one of my daughters yesterday. She kept calling me daddy while I banged her fuck hole really good. Don’t worry. It happened between consenting adults.

What position? Regular mating, but I went to pound town on that cunt. Nursing a sore pussy with a lazy smile on her face, she told me she’d send word when the eggs hatch, so I could see my progeny swimming about.

I told her straight up, “Girl, if you really are my daughter, you don’t want me seeing the grandkids *you’ve* given birth to. You know how fucked up that would be? Most likely, I get there and they’re all grown up – who gives a shit about some old toad anyway?”

To which she responded, “Yay! Then we can have a big family orgy to celebrate!”

A bunch of young blacks and Arabs make me their whore for a weekend

A bunch of young blacks and Arabs make me their whore for a weekend

During my gangbang in the park, my husband promised a young man that he could enjoy me for a whole day.So as promised, my husband contacts him again and makes an appointment.

One Friday when hubby got home from work, I was as usual getting fucked by two of my lovers, he tells me that we go out once I finish emptying the balls of my fuckers.

Once my two fuckers are gone, I go in the shower and dress very whore with a top too narrow for my big tits without a bra and a skirt that barely reach half my butt, Which doesn’t hide anything from my fat ass and my big boobs, as usual to facilitate access.

After a few minutes by car, we arrive in front of an apartment house, there my husband says to me «sounds to this name and to Sunday»So he was gonna leave me here until Sunday.On arriving at the apartment, a young Arab guy opens the door for me.

[M]y [F23]irst time with an openly submissive girl

Hi everyone,

First time writing here, i’m not the best at being concise, sorry about that in advance !

***Context and who I am :***

Recently decided to tell some of the stories I remember the best. Good way to deal with what I almost consider a sexual/ego addiction. Everything I write is as close to the truth as memory allows me to (lots of stories under the influence of alcohol or cannabis), and obviously I’d rather tell exciting and successful stories than my failures or bad experiences. English is not my first language, so please excuse me in advance for strange grammar or unusual lengths to get to the point.

I’m 25, still studying in visual arts. I’m rather short for our time period (1m75), brown hair, intense green eyes and generally hardlined features (very defined bone structure), which overall gives me kind of an intense aura when I’m not laughing or smiling. Deep voice. Thin built, I sometimes get the “oh, you’re more muscular than I thought” comment. Although I’m more of a dog person, I’d be more of a rather-clumsy cat myself, be it in the way I move around or my behavior. I’m not that handsome, generally good looking, but I have a strangeness to myself that generally does not leave people indifferent, in both good and bad ways.

Selina and her Lucious Curves Part II/V [FF] [Long] [Cheating]

Disclaimer: this is a long story that I will post in multiple parts. There is extensive character and story building. If you are looking for a quick read, I suggest you don’t start this one. But if you like back story and character development then proceed. Please feel free to tell me what you thought after you are done reading. I love feedback.

The morning after I sat in the hotel bar trying to piece together what had happened the night before. I was hung over, hair tied in a bun and wearing yoga pants and a T shirt I brought to sleep in. I had dressed in a hurry and wasn’t really sure what I was putting on. I didn’t want to wake up Selina. I quietly snuck out. My head was ringing with a massive hangover. I don’t usually drink hard liquor and never at 9 am but when I walked down here I wasn’t really sure what time it was.

I must have looked disturbed because the bartender asked me if everything was ok. I nodded and pointed to my empty glass. He refilled it.

A [F]ormer GFs sister tried to force [M]e to “put a baby in her”

So I’m a pig. I was known for a long time as the guy who would fuck your girl. Or if I was messing with a girl I would try to fuck their friends or family members.
I was dating this girl like 15 years ago. I say dating because she took a liking to me and I needed a place to stay. There wasn’t anything wrong with Melanie persay, I just wasn’t at a place in my life where I wanted to be exclusive with anyone. But she wouldn’t take no for an answer. Thinking back on it I was a huge asshole, she paid for everything and kept me fed and clothed and would stop by the costume shop every week on the way home from work to grab an outfit to roleplay with me. She was short brown hair and matching eyes. Petite build and had her shit together.

An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 8-9 [MF][MFF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 7 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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Eight

Sigrid was sitting in her tower room in the mansion planning on how to get to her mark when something caught her attention. It may have been a scent on the wind, she was not sure. But she was certain that something was wrong. She had learned long ago to trust those feelings when they came. She stood up and climbed out on the roof. She needed both hands when climbing, so the daggers stayed where they were. She stayed close to the wall. Moving silently with quick steps.

An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 8-9 [MF][MFF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 7 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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Eight

Sigrid was sitting in her tower room in the mansion planning on how to get to her mark when something caught her attention. It may have been a scent on the wind, she was not sure. But she was certain that something was wrong. She had learned long ago to trust those feelings when they came. She stood up and climbed out on the roof. She needed both hands when climbing, so the daggers stayed where they were. She stayed close to the wall. Moving silently with quick steps.

On My dear Son’s Lap A Mother Son Sex Story

It was August. We spent the morning packing the car. Our son, Mike was leaving for college. It was morning but already it was 90 degrees outside. Mike and husband, and I were getting pretty sweaty loading up the car. The trunk was already full and the back seat wouldn’t fit much more. Mike went back in the house to get the last of his things.

I heard him come out of the house. I turned around and saw him carrying his 42 inch flat screen TV.

“Where are you going to put the TV?” I heard his father ask.

“I don’t know, but I don’t want to leave it. Maybe we can move some stuff around in the back seat.”

I looked in the back seat. “I don’t think so, son.” Mike looked in the car. “We can put it in the middle of the front seat.”

“Ok, college man,” I said. “Then where is your mom going to sit?”

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[FM] Christmas tree

Let me start with I had no idea it was a date lol Everyone I had spoke with about going to the movies with my “buddy” told me so. I was extremely nervous it had been soooooo long since I’d been on anything close to a date. This wasn’t just any guy either, we met at my old job and hit it off immediately. He’s funny, charming and intelligent the triple threat as I would jokingly say about and to him. I asked a coworker to style my hair for me, went home right after took a shower and did my makeup. I must’ve gone through at least 4 different outfits before I found one that was comfortable and cute, I even sprayed a dash of perfume hehe. He comes over to pick me up in his awesome car, I could hear him from a block away. He gets out and opens the door for me (big points), we hug and omg he smelled incredible almost intoxicatingly so, he had styled his hair and wore a nice outfit, I knew then omg it’s a date!! We headed over to the theater, it was pretty packed that night since it was inside of a mall, we sat at the top row in the center. Half way through the movie he leans over and put his around around me, I snuggled in closer. My heart was pounding out of my chest at this point, my mind whirling, what’s going to happen next? We both look over at eachother and the moment just felt right we both lean in for a passionate/lustful kiss, our first. We proceed to makeout through pretty much the rest of the movie with tons of heavy petting. When the movie ended he extended his hand out to help me up and pulled me in for honestly to date the most precious kiss I have ever received. I thought I was dreaming for a second. He drove us back to my place which has a decent sized parking lot for guests, we couldn’t find any close spots but that was okay. We ended up towards the back of the lot in front of a condo with a medium sized Christmas tree in the window. It was a chilly November evening and the fog was rolling in so the lights from the tree looked magical as they twinkled on and off. Once we had parked he put on some chill step as background music and we started making out again. I recall the windows fogging up in the car from our heavy breathing, so we opened the sunroof slightly. It had been years since I felt this kind of fiery passion. He was grabbing my boobs and playing with them as we made out, he even started sucking on my neck mmm. His hand traced down my body from my boobs to my pants he began rubbing my pussy above the clothes. I wanted him bad, I needed his fingers inside of me, I was squirming so much. So I unbuttoned the top button of my pants and he put his hand in, moved my panties aside to stick a finger in my wet slit, he felt amazing. In and out his technique was perfect I felt like I could cum quickly from it but I wanted to have my fun with him. He had nice jeans on, I could see his rock hard cock through them, I had to see it in person, i wanted him to feel as good as I was. I unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock and started stroking him, I was so excited and turned on (it had been forever and years of neglect from the ex) I was pulling and tugging a tad too much on his cock I felt like I might rip it off. He felt amazing in my hand, I wanted a taste so badly but was hesitant, was it too soon?? We had been kind of messing around for a bit but mostly through sexting, this was the first time we got to play in person. The strokes got tighter and faster, and he was two fingers deep inside of my dripping pussy. He came all over my hand, his hit cum felt amazing. I moaned loudly as I came at the same time as he. We cleaned and sat there for a while to catch our breathe, I hadn’t had so much fun in a very long time. We talked for a while after, it was getting pretty late and he needed to head home. So he offered to drop me off at the front and waited until I got inside to head out. I quickly ran to my room to watch him drive off, such a cool car and an amazing man, I sighed to myself thinking, “what a night.”