Girlfriend and her hot friend were making fun of my small dick [FMF]

So i’m not well endowed. Fully hard i’m a little under 4inches.

Fortunately my girlfriend is into sph. So we do that a lot when having sex. I’m pretty sure my neighbors have heard us a few times. But she’s been getting really into it.

She mainly wants to get her friend to join.

So she’s been slowly bringing up my size casually in convos with her. And the hottest thing happened the other day.

Yesterday she was giving me a handjob while talking to her friend on speakerphone. Her friend didn’t know that i was listening to them as they talked about their boyfriends. Her boyfriend is puerto rican and apparently huge so she was laughing when my gf was talking about how tiny i am. Her friend said she could’ve guessed…

I came so hard and my girlfriend kept making fun of my small cock on the phone with her. I got hard all over again.

Hopefully I’ll have more to follow soon

Miley and Carson, Part 1 [mF, incest, taboo]

Miley Roth, age 18, had never been a particularly well-behaved girl. A senior in high school, she had been regularly sleeping around, getting drunk, and experimenting with various drugs since age 14. Her parents mostly knew and mostly didn’t mind. They figured she was smart enough to keep herself safe. Miley was five feet eight inches tall, with pale skin, long brown hair, and a decent hourglass figure. Not supermodel-stunning, but generally considered fairly attractive even in her usual t-shirt and jeans. When she wanted dick, which was often, she could usually find some.

Not that Saturday night, though. She had attended a party at an acquaintance’s house, a somewhat disappointing party. Miley knew of two attractive guys who were invited, one she had fucked before and one she hadn’t, and she hoped to sleep with at least one of them that night. But neither appeared, and she ended up leaving the party around midnight, a little drunk, a little stoned, and a lot horny. Read more »

Giving my socks to a stranger [F]

I’ve been told to share this, I have done in the past but you guys seem to like it! :3

I have a pair of black and white thigh socks that I absolutely love wearing, I think they’re the perfect balance between innocent and yet a bit naughty. Also I’ve always had super sensitive legs and feet, so I can have a lot of fun when I have them on. Bu I want to confess somehtign about them that just drives me crazy – in a good way. There was one time when I was “pen pals” with an older man who really had a thing for me, especially my feet.

Well we talk every now and then becasue he makes me horny and when I get horny I get risky and submissive. One day he tells me to send the socks to him and me being always looking to do the most depraved thing think its a great idea. So I send them to him and soon enough I get pictures of his cock in them as he uses them to pleasure himself with and this just really turns me on. He sends me videos of him cumming on them and in them and just the fact that I used to wear them drives me crazy. Read more »

My bathtub [F]aucet experience

You all seemed to really enjoy my public masturbation story, so here’s another story I’d like to tell.

About a week and a half ago, my vibrator broke. I was really sad about it because I can’t use my hand every day (yes, i masturbate daily) without having a seriously sore pussy. But, as these stories go, when there’s a will, there’s a way.

I thought back to my old masturbation techniques before I had the courage to buy my first vibrator (a story for another day). One that stuck out to me the most was how I used to run hot water over my clit until I quivered and came. It’s a little harder for me to cum with clit stimulation alone nowadays, but I thought I’d give it a try. I went into the bathroom and took off my clothes as quickly as I could. I started by playing with my nipples and watching porn of other girls cumming with faucets. When I was just drenched enough, I turned on the water and got the temperature just right. Warm with a lot of pressure. I got into the tub and spread my legs so they were dangling on each side of the faucet. I positioned myself perfectly and spread my big pussy lips as wide as possible so the water hit my clit directly. The pleasure was insane. I was grunting and moaning while everything else in my mind went blank. The porn was still playing on my phone, propped up on my bathroom counter so I could watch as I played with myself, but I was so focused on my own pleasure that I barely even noticed. I can’t count how many times I came. I usually pull away after I cum, but not this time. I kept my position and I didn’t collapse after at least four orgasms. Read more »

[MF] My desire for mature woman has awaken

This happens when I was 24 years old (2014). Who was about to realize that mature woman could be the greatest trigger for sexual thoughts and desire. First question is, where do I find them? My initial thought is to go online and with the help of websites to post an advertisement about my intent.

As you may know, the chances of having a reply from a lady isn’t high. Let alone, they might have just stopped texting out of the blue, leaving you hanging. Finally, there is a lady who I have texted with for a week suggested to meet up. It was a perfect Friday night, and my intent was to get to know each other better and talk in person. Hookup or sex on the first date is rare, based on my circle of friends experience and my culture (south east asia society).

We have decided to go for a night beach stroll. Read more »

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Slave to Love [MF]

In the city streets sensation was easy to come by and hard to make last. Easy givings were often misgivings to never hold again. The hard edges and the soft corners. The sad look in the eyes of people. The fear of walking alone at night. In the city, sensation was everywhere and yet nowhere together. It beat in the walls of the dance clubs and longed for in the hearts of the lonely.

Even something as simple as smoking a cigarette was some sort of feeling, and a man was standing outside an office building in the night, pulling and breathing out sensation. He kept to himself from the people around him and drew his arms together just the same. In the high of a Saturday night, people walked the sidewalks and crossed the street, cars buzzed past with the windows down blasting the latest song over the radio. Madonna was everywhere, holding the world by the throat. No matter where you went, the sensual sensation of her voice poured from the windows of homes and from the radios of passing cars and walking people. Read more »

A hot summer day [MF] [Cuckquean]

She was dressed for the scorching weather – tight black booty shorts and a loose shirt over a bikini top that only served to draw attention to her full, round breasts. I felt my hardness stirring in my shorts as she leaned across me to take a sausage fork the bbq – giving me the full benefit of her cleavage.

A mischievous and playful look crossed her face as she brushed against it ever so lightly as she turned. Our eyes met and there was an intense erotic charge that leapt between us…

She carried the plate of sausages and burgers back to the table where my wife and our friends were waiting. As she walked away, her ass swung temptingly from side to side. The desire to squeeze it through her booty shorts was overwhelming.

The table was screened from the barbecue by some trees and I watched her out of sight. Hearing the chatter and laughter from the other side as I put another set of food on the grill.

I was lost in the work when I suddenly felt a body pressed softly against my back and a hand gripped my hardness through my shorts. It was her. Read more »

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Tonight I lived a [f]antasy

I love my Sir/bf. Just to start this off right. Today I turned 20. For my bday we went to a comic expo, I can be a nerd, got a nice hotel an even went somewhere way out of the norm for dinner. I thought the night was over but as a final gift he had one last thing planned.

The city we are in has a few night clubs, few bats and yes even some strop clubs. A fantasy I’ve had is to be naked in a room of people. 50+. He brought me to a strip club here in Albuquerque an I was happy but he told me they do an amateur night. Each girl gets a 5min song block to strip and dance. I couldn’t believe it. I was fourth up, I made 120 bucks my first dance and honestly I think I’m addicted. The eyes. The men and women just hungry with attention. It was hard to dance I got so turned on. I could see more then. Few men with their hands in their pants, holy shit I almost came just grinding the pole. Omg I need this more. Afterward so many people came up to us to talk an swap numbers and ask me to dance for them. Read more »

Dirty Dishes. [MF] [Reluctant] [Anal]

I stood in the doorway of the kitchen, arms crossed, glaring at the pile of dishes that had piled up in the sink. The same pile of dishes James had promised to do yesterday morning, yesterday afternoon, and before I went to bed. I’m normally perfectly okay with doing the dishes and cleaning around the house, but when James tells me he’s going to do them, I expect him to do them. Call it petty, call it something I shouldn’t get angry over, but a bitch feels what she has to feel.

There are two options here. I could go into the office, interrupt his game watching, and ask him to do them. Or I could do them myself and give him a well-deserved attitude until he makes it up to me. The latter seems more entertaining to me.

I sighed and walked over to the dishwasher, opening it to see it full of clean dishes that James had also neglected to put away. The steady boil in my stomach sped up to a raging boil, and I grabbed the silverware, almost throwing them into their proper places in the drawer. Now that my attention was on the silverware, I began to get even more agitated when I realized some of the big spoons were in the little spoon spots, and vice versa. Read more »

Amazon Overpowered; a Primal Switch story [F/M, BDSM, Rape]

TW: Rape, both female on male and male on female.

Fifty feet above the travelers, we passed through the trees without shaking a single leaf. My sisters and I had been sent out on a task, to retrieve breeding stock for our village, and after weeks of searching, we’d finally found some nice specimens.

“Look Kerolene,” my sister said, pointing to the shortest one. “You see how he seems weary from his journey, more so than the others? How he sweats and pants? You do not want him as your first. Take the handsome brute instead.”

I bit my lip, frowning. “You remember what the Matriarchs told us? How we cannot rely upon men to provide an inheritance of strength to our children? The one I’ve chosen is a scribe. He will provide intelligence and wisdom to my daughters.” Hulcolete rolled her eyes at me. We’d had this conversation more than once.

My reasoning could be accepted as legitimate among my tribe. It might even be praised by the elders, even if I was destined to be teased by my peers. But it wasn’t the truth. The truth was much more shameful. Read more »