I fucked [m]y best [f]riend’s ex, who I hated, with permission

I met Anna at the beginning of my sophomore year of college. She was pretty: long, brown hair, tattoos up and down both arms, glasses. She had a perfectly thin layer of fat that, along with her broad hips, gave her a luscious ass. She seemed nice, at least at first. She liked film, literature, and art; in other words, your standard liberal arts girl. But in terms of attitude, she was a suburban white soccer mom interrogating an H&M manager about a pair of yoga pants that don’t stretch enough. She did not like me and nor I her. She would constantly criticize me, and she talked incessantly. I tried to get away, but at the beginning of that year, she started dating my best friend, Mark. I fully sympathize with Mark for dating her, and I commend him for sticking with the relationship for as long as he did. She made him fucking miserable.

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I would like to say that Anna’s personality spoiled her looks for me, and that I hated her so much that the thought of even touching her repulsed me. In reality, the only thing that kept the thought of undressing her in the middle of a crowded party and fucking her on the floor was that my best friend was dating her. She was, truly and honestly, very hot. Read more »

Finally giving in to my younger sister-in-law [MF]

I’ve been married for about seven years, I love my wife, but our sex life has been on a permanent downturn. From time to time, I stray, but usually I keep the affairs at a safe distance. Until I didn’t.

I started dating my wife when she was 20. I was 26. As we dated, a lot of time was spent out drinking with her and her friends — and her little sister. Her sister is three years younger than her. An adorable face and has always had a little crush on me. She’s been flirty since we met. She’ll grab my ass, brush her huge tits up against me. She’ll even tell me how hot she thinks I am when my wife isn’t around. She’s thicker than my wife, who is a runner, and most of that comes from her giant tits. She always wears low-cut shirts and I know she catches me staring. Oh, the hours I’ve spent jerking to the thought of those tits…

Take all of her flirting and multiply it by 10 when she drinks. Usually there’s a buffer of other people close by, so it never progresses. Which is probably why we shouldn’t have been left alone in the basement the other night. Read more »

No Panties 2 [mf] [oral] [piv]

Elizabeth walked home in a daze, completely bereft of thought or direction. It took her over an hour to walk a twenty minute distance. Once she finally managed to unlock her door she slumped onto her bed, bags hitting the floor in a pile. She smiled to herself… her next lesson would be even better than the last.

The next week passed in fits and starts. At times it seemed to fly by, at others it went at a snail’s pace. Finally, it was the day of her next lesson. She dressed carefully, this time wearing a red push up bra under a tight white blouse and denim mini skirt and of course, no panties. She zipped up an oversized grey hoodie, nearly as long as her skirt, to hide her outfit. She liked the idea of a sexy reveal for Professor Walker. Read more »

JOBud Got Serious [MM]

This is a work of fiction.

My marriage wasn’t going well. We loved each other and I knew we were meant to be together but after 3 kids in 7 years we were more like roommates than lovers. She focused all her energies on the kids. She quit her job and stayed at home. She drove them to and from school everyday. Went to bake sales and PTA meetings. Everything was “off of Pintrest” or “this influencer on Instagram painted this in her son’s room.”

I was grateful. I really was. She dedicated her life to the family and I respected her hard work. But I was lonely. I caught myself flirting with a girl at work once and I felt very bad. On my way home that day I bought her flowers and chocolate. She took the flowers and told me that she saw this cute centerpiece with roses that she wanted to copy. We didn’t have sex. I was jerking off a lot back then. We never had sex and I needed an outlet. Almost every night in the bathroom. I would lock the door and watch porn on my phone and jerk off. I was scared I would get caught (She had never been on board with porn in the past. It morally repulsed her). I was scared that she would get suspicious of my time in the bathroom every night. She didn’t. When I walked out she would be watching a vlog about interior decorating or reading a book about “internal growth”. Read more »

[FM] I fucked his ass for the first time

My husband has written a few stories about some of our fun from his perspective. Now it’s my turn…

When my husband confessed to me that he had a desire to be pegged I wasn’t surprised. We’ve always had a very open sex life and like to try new things. After perusing online sex shops, a rather sexy harness was purchased with a modest purple dildo to complete the package.

I tried on the harness and felt my mood change to one of confidence and dominance.

After throwing on some heels I walked into our bedroom stroking my newly acquired purple cock. I could tell my husband was thrilled to see my hips hugged by the harness and the look in my eyes as I stroked myself. After circling him a few times teasing him with my hands I found myself on my knees taking his throbbing dick into my mouth. As soon as I could tell he was close to cumming I stopped and stood telling him to get on his knees for me. Read more »

[F]ucking the Best [M]an at my Daughter’s Wedding

**I’ve been having an upsurge in my sex life in recent months and I just wanted a place to put it out there, just as a way of reliving the moment. I’m not a professional writer, so this is more going to be a rambling confessional than a well put together piece. It’s also a bit long. Without further ado…**

Recently, I attended my daughter’s wedding. Despite the buzz and good sentiments all around, I have to confess I wasn’t exactly thrilled by her choice, if only because he reminded me a lot about my ex. But, that’s my own personal issue I suppose, not to mention its not something you can talk a headstrong young lady of 21 out of. If I was doing the choosing, I would have preferred she had tied the knot with Paul, who’s been a friend to both of them and has seen Liz (my daughter) through thick and thin, and even been there to provide a shoulder to cry on. Read more »

Summer of Love – The Day before (FF) (Bondage) – Riley Blackstone

I wrote up a short story of what Emily was doing the day before Summer of love starts. I just finished Summer of Love Volume 1 and it will be on Amazon soon for $.99 I hope you like my prequel teaser.

***The Day Before***

*Told by Emily*

Takes place the day before *The First Time*

I saw Amanda at the store today, she didn’t see me. She was wearing a black tank top and yoga pants. The black stood out amazingly on her alabaster skin. Her red hair cascading down her shoulders complemented both perfectly.

I followed her for 30 seconds before I realized what I was doing and ducked down another aisle. I know she’s got a crush on me and has for a long time. I wish she knew I felt the same way. I wish I could tell her how I lay in bed and fantasize about her. I want to tell her about the erotic dream I had last week. I woke up, sheets soaked, touching myself after that one. I had nearly worked myself into an orgasm while I slept! Read more »

Brother’s GF Extends His Stay

This weekend was supposed to be epic. Bars, clubs, booze. Lots and lots of booze. At least that’s what Hank had promised Buddy. He just had his 21st birthday and was first of his friends to be 21. Granted they’d all drank and had house parties and such but this time Buddy could go out and he wouldn’t have to worry about being caught with a fake ID.

Instead there he was eating a quiet dinner with his oldest brother Hank and his girlfriend, Lady. Hank’s head was buried in his iPad as they ate. Buddy just sat frustrated with the lack of action.

“So we going after dinner, Hank?” Buddy asked hopefully.

“I’m real sorry buddy. I know you were looking forward to this weekend and so was I but we just got slammed at work and the boss told me that if…”

Hank was cutoff by Buddy, “Yeah, yeah whatever. You know I could be doing a lot better shit back on campus than staying here.”

“Look. I said I’m sorry. I gotta go back to the office tonight. I’ll make it up to you tomorrow.” Read more »

[M]y first time at a swingers party (part 1)

So I’m not the most socially savvy guy. Not used to crowds, bad at talking to people, some other examples. But recently I’ve been going to therapy, taking some meds and trying to push myself to do things and get in situations I’d normally avoid. So last month I found myself in the middle of a swingers night orgy.

I managed to wrangle a girl into coming with me as there was a blanket ban on single males attending – and rightfully so, would’ve been a sausagefest otherwise – and it annoyingly costed a fair amount, but hey, we were in. The first thing that struck me was for a small town this place was full to the brim. Among the regularly-dressed partygoers there were several older women with nothing on but heels – my ideal type. Unfortunately I never got to chat to any of them. Read more »

A very busy and very busty teacher moved in next door.

This is a work of fiction for you to enjoy. It’s about objectification, massive breasts, breast envy and masturbation. Feel free to leave your feedback or chat with me about it. If you like the story, check out my subreddit.

I’m 18+ and looking for chat partners 18+ only. All characters in this story are 18+.

I don’t RP.

And for all who are not familiar with this basic rule of writing: Even if the narrator is in first person – The narrator is NEVER the same as the author. The narrator in this story is just as fictional as this story. So please don’t write me believing this story is about me nor expect me to be in character as the narrator. Thank you.

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Steve was silently sitting in his apartment listening to his neighbor having sex. When he noticed the first suspicious noises next door, laughing, a slow rhythmic squeaking the spring mattress, he got himself a beer from the fridge and sat with a box of Cleenex in his favorite arm chair next to the wall to enjoy this acoustic adventure, as he did quite regularly. Read more »