Sandi’s situation

Sandi laid and bed and stifled a scream as her hand cramped and her orgasm eluded her. Nothing did the trick any longer, and she just couldn’t make herself cum. Finals had come around; exam season was robbing her of sleep and free time to pursue any form of pleasure. Even; it seems her own pleasure.

Sandi was a cute 20’s something med school student and single. Being single, she didn’t dwell on it much as so was pretty much everyone else in med school. She rarely slept more than 5 or 6 hours a night, and that was in the slow period. Exam season was something else, cram sessions and studying taking up over 20 hours a day of her time. No one had time for relationships and it seemed sometimes everyone was just fucking someone for the raw release it gave them. It was urgent, passionless, and forgettable. She’d become numb to hook ups and ever her own hand. She was stressed and couldn’t barely think straight from exhaustion and now her only release no longer worked for her. She sighed, the air from the ceiling fan creating ripples of goosebumps across her naked body.

Anonymous encounter

As far as I can remember, I always been a kinky and pervy one and I always loved to show off my experiences, my desires, my naked self. Even if I have exhibitionist tendencies, writing is the most intimate thing for me so far, it’s more reveling. So this is my first writing as a grownup plus it’s the first time I am writing something consistent and personal in English… I really feel like coming to class naked in first grade… but let’s do it, that vicious scene is worth taking the chance of getting out of my comfort zone…
I hope it will open your appetite…!

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On a hot Sunday noon in Montreal’s heat wave, in my apartment, I am completely naked at the table. All windows are open. I listen to the noises coming from the back lane. I am sitting back to the front door which is wide open to let the breeze in.

It’s so hot, my hands are moist. Even if we chat about what is suppose to happen, you never really know who you’re dealing with. It’s a Russian roulette… it’s distressing… it’s very arousing… I hear someone going up the stairs. I press strongly my hands against each other for the last time. I inhale deeply. A hand on each thigh and I exhale insecurities. My door is closing smoothly and locked. The scene begins…

The Coach’s Wife Pt. 1

The Dire valley is in Northern Oregon. It is a long and narrow strip of land, between two mountain ranges, and follows the river winding and twisting up the coast until it falls at last into the Pacific Ocean.

It was the perfect combination of nature and humanity. Great amounts of people, but not enough to take away from the beauty of the landscape and feel of Mother Earth.

It would always be considered home, to Erme. He grew up there and knew every secret it held. He would routinely reminisce about his childhood. His friends, the adventures they went on, and the girls who seemed to come and go from his life. But now was not the time for daydreams.

The crowd roared with anticipation as the clock ticked down, Erme snapped back to reality. The slow drowning out of the crowd, the chants of the cheerleaders, and his teammates on the field put him right back into laser focus. The score was already 43-35. If the Eagles could clinch this they would win the game. Erme was always fond of the attention after a big win like that.

She Won’t Let Me Stop (Erotic Horror)

She keeps begging for more and I don’t know how to stop it. I feel like if I say no, she’ll just sink her teeth deep into my flesh and tear the skin and muscle away until I’m just a heap of bloody carnage. She’s not living. Not like you and me, anyways.

It started last month. I moved into a new house. It was a rather popular house, known for being the location of not one but two major murders in the area back in the 40s. Both crimes were suspected to have been committed by the same person. An actress I believe, but I’m not sure. The details surrounding the cases are shrouded in mystery. The murders happened so long ago.

My friends tried to urge me not to move into the house. “It’s haunted man,” they’d say. I could tell they believed it, too. They truly felt that they were doing me a service by perpetuating these lies. Of course, I didn’t listen. I mean, I’m here aren’t I?

A fun night in.

I opened the door to his apartment, he said he’d wait for me per usual. The night out with friends was fun but the raging idea I was coming home to a throbbing dick made me come home sooner so I hopped in a cab and in no more than 10 minutes I was climbing up the stairs to the second story. The door was unlocked as he said it would be but the bedroom light was on and I was confused. Didn’t even bother taking my heels of, just dumped my small bag on the first chair I found and walked into the bedroom.
And what a fun sight it was. Him, laying on the bed, drink in one hand and a cigarette in the other, butt naked, with a pretty little ass between his legs downing on his 9 inch rock hard cock. I was stunned. We talked about threesomes not long ago but I didn’t think he’d actually do it, yet alone find another girl in such short notice. And what a girl it was, long brown hair, impeccable skin and gifted in the area where I was lacking, the booty.

[M]y girl[f]riend and I had [f]un with [m]y coworker and his SO [couples]

To get right to the point, this happened back in college and neither of us (me or my friend from work) are still with the people it happened with. Still, names are changed and compromising details omitted to protect everyone involved.

A coworker and I (both males in our twenties) became friends like people do when they work together. We ended hanging out enough outside of work that my girlfriend and his wife eventually formed a friendship of their own. In fact, it was their friendship that got a few increasingly interesting evenings started. Or at the very least their relationship ended up making several different nights a lot of fun. I’ll tell the story of the first one here. If it gathers interest, I’ll write up the other ones and post them soon.

There were evenings that led up to the one I’m about to describe. I think there was a game of strip poker one night at their place that had the usual awkwardness where, despite the alcohol involved, there were a lot of handbras by the women and some ass was only seen when one of them had to go to bathroom. A few weeks later came a game of truth-or-dare-without-the-truth at my apartment. That’s the night the girls eventually loosened up and some tits ended up being seen by the end of the night. The dining room table we were playing at was glass but was just tinted enough that you couldn’t make out everything, although it was nice to see the torso and legs of my friend’s wife.

[FM] First day starting right

I started a new job today. That came with the usual nerves, and I went to the gym early because I couldn’t sleep.

Since home was on the way to the new office, I stopped to shower instead of showering at the gym.

My wife was surprised to see me walk in the door and commented that I had been up early. I mentioned the first day nerves, she reassured me, and I went to shower.

After I showered I was standing in the middle of the bedroom, wrapped in a towel, picking out clothes.

My wife came in, locked the door, and said that she had started a movie for the kids. In one motion she pulled my towel off and dropped to her knees.

“Let’s help those nerves.”

What followed was 5 minutes of a passionate, sloppy blowjob.

We’ve always had the deal that the faster I cum from blow jobs, the more I get. If I know a BJ is going to completion, I usually need to really focus to cum quickly.

Not today.

B,B, &B? [MF]

This is my first post and drafted on mobile so please don’t crusify grammar/spelling. I prefer longer form so that’s how this is written.

My wife:32 yo, 5’3, 117lb with light skin, 34DD after market accessories. With her light skin and colorful half sleeves, she looks like she belongs in a Suicide Girls shoot even after 3 kids. Dig down in history for an idea.
I am 33, 6’0 and 190lbs. white, generally harry former Marine with a lot of ink.

“Are you home yet? I literally can’t wait any longer”
“Nope, still 20 minutes away, I have to stop for beer on my way, if you want to run to 7-11 for me, I would be home sooner”
“If you wouldn’t mind, I’d still like you to stop..”

“Well shit” I thought. Apparently, she literally Could wait longer.

For the last five days, our 3 kids have been on vacation with their grandparents leaving us a quiet house and nothing to do. For a stay at home mom, this means lots of free time, which inevitably leads to boredom.

Thursday afternoon, driving home I receive a text.
“Are you home yet? I literally can’t wait any longer?”

Wife Came for a Visit [str8] [MF]

I work in a small office building with 4 other people. We each have our own offices, and rotate who stays for lunch. This allows for a bit of additional privacy every week. One week, the wife decided to stop in to keep me company while everyone else was away.

She arrives and I greet her at the main door. We kiss deeply, and I take her back to my office where she sits me down in my comfy chair, and starts undoing my pants. The belt comes apart fairly easily, then the button gets undone. She looks me in the eyes lustily as she brings my zipper all the way down. Once my pants are open, she fishes out my already erect cock, biting her lower lip seductively when she sees it.

Truth or Dare Update [Group]

Hope you don’t mind a pretty long story…

So, my cousin, we will call her Hannah, was always a little crazy. She was smart, but had a wild side. She got into some bad stuff when we were in our twenties, but always knew how to make a group of teens have fun and crazy times when we would all be at her house. It was usually her starting the truth or dare games.

Hannah had dark skin, dark hair, and an athletic body. She played softball and volleyball. Her breasts were pretty average in size, but she had a great ass. All the guys that hung out with us had crushes on her, and I think she loved it. That’s why she would always initiate these games. She loved the attention she got. She would always playfully protest, but you could tell she was happy to flash everyone under water, or reach out and touch the occasional dick.