This_shy_one_coming_out_to_play_or_does_he This shy one coming out to play? or Does he? [F], [M]

[20:21] shy one (coming out of his shell): what a nice view ?

[20:21] angel: welome to kiss them

[20:23] angel: you love breast dont you

[20:24] shy one (coming out of his shell): I do ?

[20:24] shy one (coming out of his shell): i’m pretty obsessed with them to be honest

[20:26] shy one (coming out of his shell): you made me horny again ?

[20:27] angel: well i didnt know that

[20:27] shy one (coming out of his shell): i love to suck nips while i’m ridden

[20:27] angel: well i can get you off love but its bed time for you unless you are sleep9ing in late

[20:29] angel: i’m going through my school books

[20:29] shy one (coming out of his shell): well, see for yourself what you did to me

[20:30] angel: i love that

[20:30] angel: mmmmmmm i sooo want to fuck you

[20:31] shy one (coming out of his shell): that would be super great ? Read more »

I was only supposed to be bare[f]oot

Just as a warning, no sex happens in this story, but it was definitely a sexy experience for me and I hope for others too! Growing up, my parents always encouraged me to wear my socks and/or shoes. Even in my home, I would never go barefoot, and when I saw other kids do it, I was insanely jealous, but it just felt wrong to join them. They was silly and I know it was silly but I couldn’t help but keep my shoes on. This gave me a weird foot fetish/fear of being barefoot that I still can’t explain.

When I turned 20, I finally snapped. I was going for a walk in the woods (on a route I took frequently) and decided to leave my shoes and socks in the car. It felt weird but who would really care? They’d probably think I was just some hippy. Honestly, I was a bit turned on because this was new to me, letting my feet dig into the summer dirt. It got to the point that I wanted someone to see me but weirdly enough nobody did. I was 10 minutes out, and I didn’t run into a single person, which was unusual for this time of day. Read more »

Stumble and Fall [mf][cons][rom][vanilla]

The sky begged to rain, but the blustered grey clouds stubbornly denied its release. I was digging in my bag for something, walking through the parking lot, when I heard footsteps behind me and the jangling of keys. I tried to move to my right to get farther out of the way, but I stumbled, and my bag hurled out of my grasp, spilling my keys and wallet on the asphalt, and I sprawled after, twisting my ankle.

A firm hand gripped my upper arm, helping me up, and then I heard the deep voice it belonged to, “Are you all right?” I looked up into the clearest, bluest eyes I had ever seen, viewing me with true concern. He knelt to gather my things, as I tested a few steps. I gasped, as I leaned on my right foot. Sprained, and the knees of my jeans were scuffed. I suspected I had a at least one good scrape, if not two.

“Ok?” he prodded. I guessed he was in his mid 30s, very tall and lean with broad shoulders, straight posture, and a ready smile. His slightly spiky brownish hair gleamed with gold highlights, and he wore a well trimmed mustache and beard. So, slightly scruffy, but neat. Read more »

Cuddling with my best friend and my girlfriend gets me horny, which I satisfy by orgasming while locked around my best friend’s body [Group]

Kaitlyn is one of my best friends. We met in one of those bizarre, fated kind of ways. We happened to go to a board game bar at the same time because we both home from college and feeling lonely. We got paired together, started talking, and suddenly three hours had past before we had even opened the box. We left to grab food, and I invited her over to hang out more afterward. It’s New Year’s Eve, and she invites me to a new age-y New Years party that she got roped into going to with her mother. It was a hell of a good time, and we sat together at a bonfire and talked about everything from philosophy to kinks to emotional trauma. By the time we stopped hanging out that first time, 33 hours had past, we had slept on a couch together, and we nearly had sex.

In the two years between meeting and this story, we continued to be incredibly intimate and continued to not have sex. We have slept in the same bed often, are not shy about telling each other we love each other, and have platonically kisses on the lips once. But it’s the kind of deeply intimate relationship where adding sex inorganically would almost cheapen it, if that makes sense. If we decided in the moment we really wanted to I’m sure we would, but that hasn’t happened yet and I don’t particularly expect it to. Read more »

Right Place Right Time Part 3 [M+F]

*Fixed repetition error*

I swallowed my cum from the new girl’s mouth and she got up. I got up as well. At least, I tried. She pushed me back down.

“You need to sleep. You both need to sleep.”

And so, we did. I closed my eyes and quickly fell asleep. Before long, I started dreaming. I was in some sort of lab. There were the two girls, an instructor, and a whiteboard with diagrams for sex education. The girls were wearing formal attire. I watched the instructor teach.

“During sexual reproduction, otherwise known as intercourse, the penis is pushed in and then pulled out of the vagina repeatedly until ejaculation occurs. Zoe, Heather, if you would…”

The two girls pulled down their pants and spread their legs for the instructor, who took out his cock. He placed his cock on Zoe’s labia. To my surprise, he turned his head to face me, as did Zoe and Heather. Both Zoe and Heather’s eyes looked like lights. This came as a shock to me. I fell back and the three of them helped me up.

“Lovely, aren’t they?” the instructor asked me.

“Are they-” Read more »

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[Fsolo] [exh] Lisa – Part 2: Strangers on a Train

Lisa stepped onto her 8:23 train the same as she had every other workday for the past three years. Yet today she was steeped in a wicked combination of nervousness, excitement, and pure arousal. Tucked into her jacket pocket was her response to the note she had received yesterday evening, exactly where the first was left. Whoever had left it hadn’t suggested any other way of communicating back, so she was hoping that whoever it was would use their sly fingers and figure it out.

Standing in the crowded train car, Lisa’s mind was racked with different situations. *What if they take a different train in the morning? What if they’re just not in this train car? Her mind raced with all the reasons this wouldn’t work, while simultaneously considering all the possibilities if it actually did. What would happen? Where would this go?* Imagining the various things that just might happen to her lured her body and mind closer to hoping it would. Lisa could feel her pussy grow wet with desire for the kind of strange, illicit touch her dreams had conjured up. Read more »

This is the story of the first time I shared a girl with my friends

This is a true story.

I (37 now, 24 then) had known Brandi only a few weeks. She was a cute, petite, 19 year old, brunette with short hair, a slim beautiful body, gorgeous smile and pretty brown eyes. She was a good girl from a good family. Startight A student in school and was considered a bookworm. So I met Brandi online and we instantly hit it off. She sucked me off the first time we hung out. Fucked her ass the second. And the third time we hung out, we went over to a little getty that a few friends were having a hotel. They rented out a room, stocked up on liquor bottles, weed, and she was down to go. There was a few of us at first then after a few hours the crowd started to slowly dissipate. Eventually everyone leaves. Brandi was wearing this cute little sun dress and I had been dying to fuck her all night. My boys came up to me and asked about her, and complimenting how lucky I was. I was feeling pretty good about myself. My cute little slut that everyone wanted a piece of. So at the end, it was just me, Brandi and my two friends Chains and Fingers. (These are real nicknames: Chains wore a lot of chains. Fingers had messed up fingers.) Brandi decides to go to the bathroom. My boys both watch her from behind as she closes the door. They both look at me and start laughing and howling like drunk morons saying how fine she is. So at this point, I’m really fucking horny and I can’t take it anymore. Read more »

MF Unfaithful Wife Part 2

Written on a phone in my spare time so be kind, im not going back to edit in perfect grammer but i try. These are tales of small exploits from my life

She was ready for more i could sense it. I turned her over from doggy. Pulled her close and kissed her deeply, our tongues exploring each others mouths, before i pulled away and picked her up, placing her onto her back upon the bed. She looked up at me. “May i touch myself”. She asked. In nodded to inform her that she may, i moved to where i had placed all of the toys.

I reached down for the vibrator, a sleek black one with multiple speed settings and cordless for my ease of use. I turned over toward the bed. She was curling her toes just for me a sign that she was eagerly awaiting my return. She desired more pleasure and i was more than willing to give that to her. Read more »

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Jilted Lovers – The Alicia Affair Pt 2 (Adultery/Cheating) (Anal) (Stretching) (Spanking) (Office Sex)

The next day, Alicia still felt stretched from Eddies large cock. She felt amazing, but after a night’s sleep, she knew that she had to call it off with Eddie. It was a onetime thing that Brian would never know about and that she would never do again. Alicia logged into her bank’s website to pay her car payment before work. Her eyes ran over the available balances and froze when she saw the ‘baby fund’ had dropped from the previous $9,287.56 to $1,192.17. Alicia’s face burned with anger, he had taken out another eight grand from their account set aside for having a baby. She cursed Brian as she logged off. *That sonofabitch didn’t even bother to tell me! That Bastard!*

Finish reaching chapter 2 [here](https://rileyblackstone.wordpress.com/2019/11/10/jilted-lovers-the-alicia-affair-pt-2/)to find out what happens next. Chapter 1 is available [here](https://rileyblackstone.wordpress.com/2019/11/08/jilted-lovers-the-alicia-affair-pt-1/) if you missed it

Losing my virginity and living out my ultimate fantasy [MF]

When I was 19, I was a freshman in college still getting over the heartbreak of things not working out with my high school sweetheart, and it was especially painful for me when Valentine’s Day rolled around for obvious reasons. Because of her religion, we never had sex, and I felt an intense longing to lose my virginity, but I’ve never been the best at engendering relationships with the opposite sex, so the thought occurred to me to hire an escort for the occasion. So I went to the escorts section of Backpage (it was still a thing back then) to find one who I liked.

I eventually settled on a curvy 26 (or so I thought) blonde named Taylor (which was just an alias) and sent her a text asking to schedule an incall. We scheduled a 30-minute one (which was all I could afford) at the Quality Inn where she stayed for 2:00 PM that day after I got out of class. Because I didn’t have my driver’s license yet, I had to take the bus all the way to the other side of town about 5-10 miles and walk an additional stretch in the pouring rain to get to the hotel. When I got there I sat in the hotel lobby only to get a text from her saying that she’d be late because of work and that she had to delay our little get-together until 3. So I went and dinked around in the nearby library for an hour before then, and she texted me her room number and I went up to it and knocked on the door. Read more »