The history behind his eyes, tells me a lot. Long nights waiting for her left him lifeless till the morning. Each day she would charge him up, by sucking his cock like nothing is new. He laid into her desire knowing something is different. Her nude body would lay bare next to his after a lustful night, usually. However those nights are gone as she never comes home anymore. Sweet milk chocolates on the kitchen counter brought wide smiles to innocent lips, usually. However cold dinners persevere themselves as full bellies are hidden from wondering eyes. No dinner yet juicy pussy would take the place but not today. A realization came quick when something new paid attention. So he took refuge in the pussy of Erica. As Lola gave comfort, she bent over letting him unleash his pain. Debbie welcomed his emotion as sticky cum smothered her lips. After all was done, he woke up to a wife he knew but didn’t want anymore.-liviaflair
Taste What I Did to You, Part I [Mf]
These days, I have a lot to lose. I have a marriage that is not fulfilling, but would be very expensive to end. I have a job where character issues mean unemployment. I have people relying on me to disappoint.
But I still have needs I need to feed, so I end up in places like this looking for like-minded people who need to get off.
Lori was 18 and a half when I met her online. I laughed when she told me how old she was because she was still young enough to add “a half.” I had posted a fairly mild ISO-type post that I had some success with, but none of those connections quite scratched my itch.
Within 15 minutes, Lori called me Sir without asking. I knew she was special.
She provided verification photos proving her age and her description of herself were accurate. She was a petite college freshman–barely 5 feet and 100 pounds–with a pretty, but not beautiful face. She was biracial–white and Asian–which gave her some interesting features. She told me from the beginning that she would not send any pictures that could come back to haunt her later, but I found myself rubbing myself through my pants all the same as she sent me her suggestive, but tasteful selfies.
19[F] My favourite college experience yet
My name is Lauren and I go to college in Florida. I’m petite and brunette. I’ve tried 3 ways with girls and guys. Had sex with a few black boys and a few white. I’m not the type of girl to mess around but I’m a freak in the sheets. I’m here to tell you on how I went from fucking one guy to eight.
It started off with this one guy asking me for my number a few months earlier and I always had a thing for him. He was 6’2, black, muscular, and had a big dick. The night of the gang bang, he called, well, he asked me to come to this party and i agreed.
I got dressed in a slutty white dress that showed my boobs and ass very well and a thong. I got there and we started to talk right away. We had a few drinks. I started to make out with him and he started to rub over my body. Grabbed my ass like it was his. I rubbed on his dick and said “On my god” as i grabbed it.
“You like that?” he said. I replied “Oh yes!”
“Wanna go back to my dorm? Nobody is there?”
i agreed and we headed off
[f]orced to be used. [M] [str8] [NC] [Public Sex
If the tags aren’t clear, a further heads up before you delve in. This is a non consensual story. Enjoy if you wish!
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His arm was tightly wrapped around her waist before she even realised what was happening. Dragging her into him, her scream was cut off by his other hand covering her mouth. Bucking and squirming in his grasp, she wasn’t giving in. She kicked her legs back against him, only to have him pick her up and shove her into a wall.
Her arms lashed out as she tried to escape while he stood behind her. With her mouth still covered she cried into his hand, thrashing her face about. All it did was make him grip into her tighter, and shove her harder into the wall. The man successfully managing to pin her arms against her.
Still squirming and flailing in sheer panic, she could feel his hot breath against the back of her neck. He barely even registered her escape attempts. Not even flinching as she twisted and whined. One strong arm pinned her to the wall, with his full wait pressing into her. While the other still clamped over her mouth.
The exam [f][m][voy]
I was sitting in class when Keith and his friends strolled in a little after the bell. “please take your seats gentlemen,” said Mr. Price.
The ambled in slowly, joking to each other about something. Keith looked for an available seat and found the only one left next to me. We were in the back row, I in the corner. Him to the right of me.
“Please, everyone, no talking” said Mr. Price. I took notice of Keith’s disappointment and anxiousness. Mr. Price was staring us down at the front of the projector, visibly annoyed by the boys’ tardiness.
I liked Keith. I don’t think he knew I existed, but I’ve seen him around school. He was always joking around, very energetic and horsing around with everyone.
“Today, we have a documentary to watch this period.” I want you to take notes. There will be a quiz later.
I loved video days. And this one was unexpected. Mr. Price must have forgotten to make a lesson plan.
Predictably, Keith tried to get his friend’s attention in front of him by dropping a pencil down his shirt. He was starting to laugh until he noticed Mr. Price glaring from the corner. He sat back down and tried to look serious.
Sex with my boss’s wife – last one removed, had to resubmit as one post, sorry it’s so long [MF][MFF][FF] [Long]
Broke this up in parts to make it easier to read
Part 1
Some background that I think is pertinent. I have worked for the same guy for 12 years now. During that time he and I, along with our wives, have become very good, close friends. Also my wife would identify as bisexual if she wasn’t concerned about how other Mom’s, PTA parents, etc would perceive this and by extension us. Last two things this is a throwaway account. I have been going back and forth on whether to share this experience for a number of reasons but finally decided to jump in with both feet.
Helen in High Heels Part I [MF] [Long]
This specific story starts when I was starting college. I went to high school in a small suburban town and was well known and liked in my town. In the same town, I used to go to church periodically with my parents. I wasn’t particularly religious or anything, but I enjoyed going because I had friends there and we used to hang out after. Also, who doesn’t love messing around with Christian girls rebelling against their parents.
The transition from high school to college was blunt. I went from knowing everyone and knowing i was liked by everyone to not knowing anyone. I was tall, lanky and kind of awkward, basically your typical incoming freshman. My “jock” credits from my small town high school had not transferred over to the big state college and I felt a little out of place. I still had big dreams and I was naive enough to think I can fulfill them. I wanted to be a doctor so I signed up for all pre-med classes. I subscribed to a bunch of medicine podcasts and I downloaded some apps. Bright-eyed and bushy tailed, I walked into a biology lecture with 200+ people, all thinking they can be doctors.
I Called You Daddy, Part 1 [TF] [M] [Oral] [First Person]
It was the big move-in day at college. “The first day of the rest of my life.” It was bittersweet for me, though. At the time, telling myself that I was a little gay boy, it meant I could finally get away from my bigoted parents. But moving everything on my own was a nightmare. I was 5’7, maybe 130lbs soaking wet, and I was nearly in tears, unable to move all my stuff up the flight of stairs to the freshman dorms.
And then there she was.
Parker. An angel. The prettiest girl you’ve ever seen. A California beach-blonde. She asked if she could lend me a hand, and together we moved everything in no time, her stuff and mine. She was, objectively, a goddess, but an absolute sweetheart, as if she was oblivious to how truly amazing she was. And her dorm room was just across from mine! We were both excited to have become besties so quickly, laughing and spilling the tea about all the cute boys we saw on campus. That is, until you walked in.
My first time meeting Sparky [MF]
Where do I even start? This is from back in December but I figured I’d post it since I already had it written up. I’ll just start from the beginning of this date with whom I will be calling Sparky/Chispa since I met him of a Latin dating app called Chispa. Sparky messaged after having had his kids for a week saying we should go on a hiking date. I was thrilled because of course I love the outdoors and to be honest I had been talking to him consistently and had built up the anticipation of meeting him in hopes that he would be a great match for me.
Rose and Alice (F+F)
Alice rocked to the music. Her braids swung behind her as the DJ played her favorite song.
*Oh lord, please don’t let me be misunderstood.*
It was a remix of some sort but she still could feel the energy in the club. As her body rotated she noticed Lisa settling on Jason’s lap. They were a cute couple but it got tiring being the third wheel with them. She felt a tug at her wrist and quickly pulled away with a scowl.
*If I seem edgy, I want you to know, I never meant to take it out on you*
He quickly took the hint and walked away. The beat dropped as the alcohol took over her body. The young olive skinned woman felt like a different person when she came here. Like there was a third version of her that popped out.
Only Lisa and Jason knew she frequented these clubs. She was always sure she would see someone from work at these events.
The music helped her forget about all of that.
Baby, sometimes I’m so carefree, with a joy that’s hard to hide.