She wanted his Father instead – Part ONE – (mf) (tease) (voyeurism) (taboo) (cheating)

I’d been with Steve for a little over a year, we met the first day of College and just kind of slipped into a relationship, neither of us actually asking the other. The first 6 months were hot and heavy then he left for Christmas break and came back more reserved, his fanatic religious mother had bleated on and on that what we were doing was a soul damning sin. He’d come back after only a week, “I’ve strayed from my path since coming here, I need to try to be pure again.” in truth I’d seen it as a challenge, but we’d only fucked 4 times in the last 6 months and I swear to God I think my hymen has grown back. 

Hopefully the trip back to his home town today to see his father will change his mind again, because I don’t know how long I can go without sex. The slightest friction between my legs had me aching for relief. 

His parents got divorced when Steve was only a few years old, her religious beliefs had gotten too much for Steven Sr to handle apparently. This would be our first meeting. I was a little nervous, I’d seen photos of him on Social media and to say he was a DILF would be an understatement. 

The Past Never Forgets : Ch. 2 – The Handshake

In response to one of my prompts with the same name as the title of this post, I found an amazing partner u/ScrittoreNotturno. Together we’ve written quite a few chapters about a man and his sugar-baby who left him years ago, but he’s now back in her life. This is the next chapter, and the first one can be found [here](https://redd.it/cibr01)

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Addie’s face was a whirlwind of emotions as she continued eating without speaking. Michael could sense the defeat she was struggling to accept under her calm exterior. When she finally rose to say she had lost her appetite, Michael hardly paid a glance at her as if it were of no consequence to him. He simply kept enjoying his steak.

By the time she came back, he had almost finished eating. He let the phone with the picture stay on the table, much in the same uncovered way as her panties, as he finished the last few bites of his meal. Only after he had downed all his wine did he pay any attention to her phone again, as if that were the least of his concerns then.

The most degrading (and best) sex I’ve had [f]

First time poster, already posted in sluttyconfessions but wanted to share here too ;)

About a week ago I met this guy at a bar. A pro athlete. At first I didn’t really like him at all, not bad looking but kinda douchey vibes, not the guy I usually go for. I ended up giving him my number because I was drunk but decided not to answer the phone if he called. And call he did. Also texted me a bunch, didn’t answer tho. I thought this was the end of it but he somehow found out my place of work and showed up there.

At that point I decide to go and get a drink with him since I pretty much can’t avoid him anymore. I was very pleasantly surprised, our second meeting was nothing like the first and I end up quite liking this guy. I saw him a few more times and each time he treats me to expensive drinks and dinners.

At this point I’ve known this guy for a week and I really like him but had no intention of having sex with him so soon. I’ve only had sex with one man before (a long term boyfriend) and I didn’t consider myself the type of person who could have or enjoy casual sex. Boy was I wrong.

I had a dream/ First Person/ Hardcore/ Fantasy/Creampie

Last night, I had a dream that i was a pirate. No, not that kind of pirate with an eye patch, loud tattoos to front my testosterone, discolored teeth from eating raw fish and excess tobacco and a crow resting on the shoulder which really is not a prop but a message delivery system.

My version was different. I was a cultured pirate. The modern pirate who relies on technology to get by and not mere compasses and the winds of monsoon. I was a balding pirate, who occasionally went to church, rarely got laid and worked as an insurance salesman. It is the same concept of Bruce Wayne transforming to Batman at night. I was a pirate at night and i was going to ride the seven seas.

My blind spot in life has always been my low-key and unremarkable-ness that you would pass me and fail to notice my being. Just like phantom ship in a dark night. This particular night might be marked with this same evil stain that has defined my entire life. Only that it was different. We met as i walking north towards nothing in general and she was coming from shopping for groceries judging by the bag she was carrying. It was towards the dying of the daylight but all the same, we locked eyes so successfully that they fell in sync. She noticed and approved of me! My lineage shall survive!

My mid night encounters with my neighbor – Part 1! [MF] – my first attempt at writing erotica

I am fond of taking showers in the middle of the night and then roaming around naked in my apartment. I live on the 15th floor of the building and all the apartments on the opposite building are empty all the time.

A few weeks back, I was going to the kitchen and I noticed light in the apartment in the opposite building. I stepped back and checked if anyone was standing in the balcony. I saw a guy standing in the balcony looking out into the colony. I covered myself with a towel and went to the kitchen. I had to pass my hall where the door to the balcony remained open. He looked up at my apartment as I walked across the hall.

I pretended to not having seen him. I went in, took my coffee and went back to my room pretending all the while that I didn’t see him.

I saw him again, in the morning, I went out to water plants in my balcony and he was there reading newspaper. It looked like he had just worked out . He was wearing an army green vest which was slightly wet and showed off his ripped body. He had black hair. I couldn’t catch the color of his eyes because I turned away as soon as he looked up.

Cheating (f18) with my roommates BF (22M) over Thanksgiving break in the dorms [MF]

I went to a very small liberal arts college in the middle of nowhere that was populated almost entirely by commuter students. The dorms held less than 50 people and every holiday they cleared out almost completely.

Since my sister and parents were doing Thanksgiving together at a cabin in Canada, and I couldn’t make it, I decided to camp out in the dorms. If anyone stays behind, an RA is forced to remain also, which I felt horrible about. The RA in question was my bitchy roommate’s boyfriend who I got along with just fine, but she hated me for some odd reason. Probably because I’m noisy or just don’t care about campus politics and drama, who knows?

Anyways, the first night campus was closed I was laying in bed watching Netflix on my laptop and Sam knocked on my door. (Something grossly cute about them is both of them are called Sam – Samuel and Samantha – gag) He flat out told me if he was going to be stuck making sure I didn’t burn down the dorms, I could at least drink with him. That first night we drank a box of wine and watched a few movies and I fell asleep curled up on a sleeping bag on the floor. I woke up at like 3am and he was asleep in his bed, so I left and went to mine.

The first time I pegged my boyfriend [FM].

My boyfriend and I are both bisexual. He’s mostly a top . Although he’s bottomed a few times in the past, I’m the only one who has fucked him in his ass on a regular basis. This is the story of the very first time I topped him.

It happened in the spring of 2017. We’d discussed doing this and on that fateful evening finally decided to take the plunge . I started my soaking my fingers in lube and fingering his tight asshole to get it loosened up. He was on his hands and knees and seemed to be enjoying it. I had rimmed him many times before so I know his ass was a way to harden his cock.

I kept going till he told me he was ready to get fucked. I put on my small strap on. I had bought a five incher especially for this occasion as I wanted to go easy on him. The first time at least. I made him lie on his back and spread his legs. I wanted to look into his eyes as I took him.

Driven to Orgasm (F)

Stacey, 5ft 4, long, wavy red hair, D cup breasts, an amazing arse and the figure of a goddess. Stacey is what you would call truly blessed. She had just brought a new car, she loved the feeling of the rumble that went right through it as she put her foot down reaching 110 mph with ease. The rumble sent a vibration as well as a growl through the steering wheel and right through the seat.

Stacey was driving to her FWB’s house, her name is Rosa, Stacey got to the door horny as hell wanting her eager, dripping pussy licked by a woman. Stacey had removed her panties in the car, pulling them down under her dress so Rosa had easy access. There was no answer… Stacey knocked twice more praying she would be cumming within the hour but no one came to the door.

[META] Taking Requests

Like the title says, I’m accepting requests for dirty stories. If you have a fantasy, or just something you think would be interesting to read, then message or comment with your request.

The following are things I won’t write about: M/M, Trans, Futa, Pegging, Death, Torture, Scat, and (Real)Beast. Sorry, these are just turn offs for me. Anything else is fair game.

I look forward to your request!

My Saturday Night ?? [MF]

So I am writing this primarily for my husband but I figured “why be selfish?” and keep it just between us? This is a very true story of how my Saturday night went just a few days ago. Enjoy ?

 

After putting on my red lipstick that stood out against the contrast of my fair skin, I was finally ready to go. I got on our bed and answered a few dirty questions for you all on video. It was the least I could do to give you something to jerk off to while I was away at your coworker’s apartment for the night. The little spaghetti strap top didn’t do much to cover me up and the jean shorts were in that same category.

It was so nice of you to drive me to his place. I REALLY wanted to drink and I didn’t want to be in a position where I couldn’t leave if I needed to. However, the look on your face when we pulled into his apartment complex I could tell it hit you. What was running through your head? Were you thinking “My god – I’m dropping off my wife of 7 years, my sweet innocent looking wife off at another man’s house to get absolutely ruined for hours?”. Is that what you were thinking sweetie? What kind of man does that lol?