My[F35] boyfriend[M31] and his fuck buddy[M] teased me, tortured me and didn’t let me cum [FMM]

After getting [DPed](https://www.reddit.com/r/stupidslutsclub/comments/bshxyq/i_f35_woke_up_to_a_cock_in_my_mouth_and_a_cock_in/) in the morning, I decided to get some more sleep as my body was exhausted and my thighs were sore. At around 9 am, my bf woke me up gently and told me to come have breakfast. The three of us ate together and chatted. Afterwards bf told me he was taking A out to show him around town. But before they left, they’d give me something to think about. My pussy began to tingle.

Bf made me strip down and lie naked right there on the floor. He disappeared into the bedroom for a minute and came back with lube and one of my vibrators. He told me to spread my thighs and hold my pussy open. After fingering my hole for a bit, he announced “that’s wet enough”. He turned on the vibrator and slowly inserted into my pussy.

He then grabbed me and roughly made me get on my knees, telling me not to let the vibrator fall out. He too kneeled in front of me and began to gently caress my breasts and nipples. A was now behind me. My boyfriend started to pull on my nipples before rotating them between his thumbs and index fingers. A had lubed up his fingers and was now inserting the said finger into my asshole.

Erotic gothic poems

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“deaths kiss”

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Uni [F] soccer star stolen by real [M]an

Got so many stories I’d love to share and discuss and no idea why I decided to start here but here goes….
I’ve been described as many things over the years but there’s always been an obvious divide between one perception and the other. To many I’m a causal and shy but friendly lad but others see me as a confident womanising player.
I’ve always loved women but I never thought I was particularly skilled in getting them. On the 7/10 side for looks and a personality that would stop me from talking to strangers unless introduced first I hardly stood out!

That all said I have done very well for my self. This one story starts…

The Shamrock Bloom [MF]

People underestimate the eroticism of flowers. Some flowers bloom automatically, on their own, while some take time, effort, and care. I’ve always thought of women like flowers. When conditions are right, a bud will form, the sepals will begin to open up and expose her beautiful, delicate petals. She will beckon to you with her sweet nectar, ripe to be pollinated. The shamrock, native to Ireland, is known for its three leaf pattern but most people wouldn’t recognize her flowers. Colors vary, but the most beautiful flowers are a shade of pink, almost a light purple, with darker streaks, spiraling out at the base of the petals. That’s what came to mind when I saw her.

She had her fingers close to her mouth, with that particular shade of lipstick, paired with her deep green fingernails that matched her eyes perfectly. She looked like a shamrock that was blooming. She was beautiful and as soon as I saw her, I hoped that she was the green-eyed redhead that Lydia had described to me. She had on a form fitting dress with a plunging neckline that exposed freckles where her gorgeous cleavage had been kissed by the sun. Her fair skin made her red hair seem like a deep flame burning as she sipped her drink with those gorgeous lips. She had a pair of strappy heels on her tiny feet, showing off her recently painted toenails that were almost as beautiful a shade of red as her hair.

An Unexpected Night (MFF, FF, MF)

Words have power. They have meaning. The way that you write matters. Can you draw the reader in? Can you make them imagine as though they are right there? Can you make them feel the anticipation, the doubt, the passion, the pure pleasure? Below, you’ll find the first few chapters of a book I am writing. Read it. Enjoy it. Provide feedback ?

***An Unexpected Night***

**Chapter 1: The Meeting**

Charlie had just arrived home from work on a Friday night when he received a text from his friend Sam inviting him to grab some drinks at their favorite bar. Charlie had nothing better to do so he asked what time. He quickly showered and got dressed in a button-down shirt with a nice pair of jeans He didn’t live too far from the train so he hopped on the next train and then walked to the bar.

Strip Magic: Tangle Wire [lesbian][bondage]

“So, how does Strip Magic work?” I asked him.

Me and my girlfriend Ava were about to start playing a… game.

“You start with forty life, like usual. If you lose the game or all your clothes, I get to tie you up and vice versa. What do you say, babe?”

“It’s on. Photos and video allowed?” I ask, getting a nod. I was gonna win this.

We each pulled out our commander decks, and we set up. My Mizzix deck for me, an Atraxa deck for her.

As we’re drawing, I realize something.

“What makes us lose clothes?” I asked, mildly concerned, realizing I should have picked a different deck.

“Counterspells, board wipes, infinite mana. That stuff.” Ava says, not noticing my commander. “Stuff that gets tedious. Why do you—” She starts to ask, before seeing my commander.

She laughed at me.

“Too late to change, but you can have a free mulligan.” She says, and we start to play.

***

She agreed that each turn she proliferated three or more things she took something off.

To even things out.

The night I became a Sugar Baby & had my first threesome [MFF] [long]

This just happened yesterday and I can’t stop thinking about it so I thought I’d share so maybe it can be on your mind too.

I wanted to paint a decent mental picture so there’s an intro to our appearances and a brief backstory. If you want to skip ahead to the meat of the story, just scroll further down.

*—-Intro:
Just a disclaimer, all names are fake.
I’m Robyn and I’m in my late twenties. I’m 5’5″ and have an athletic but curvy build. I have great legs (these calves could put your dick to shame with how hard they are), a nice ass, and C cup tits. I have very short dark hair and tattoos. I’d say I’m on the attractive side.
My girlfriend is Lucy and she’s in her late twenties. She’s 5’9″ and slim with curves in the right places. She has an ass that could make you weep with how juicy it is and perfect, perky, bouncy B cup tits. She has long black hair, a gorgeous striking face, and style that makes heads turn when we are in public.
Finally, we have John. He’s in his early forties. He’s 6′ and has an athletic, fit dad bod. He has early 2000s George Clooney salt-and-pepper hair with a short dark, well-kept beard. He has thick, strong arms and an average but thick cock. Imagine a younger Jeffrey Dean Morgan.

[MF] first time in a car

To set the setting… I was a freshman in college and I was just starting to date this girl in high school back in my home town. I went back home for the weekend which was for my mother’s birthday and decided I would spend a free day with my girl. It was middle of October so it was still warm during the day and got chilly at night.

The girl…. “Alyson” was a beautiful brunette with a fantastic ass. The kind you dream about or think about when you pleasure yourself. She had small tits maybe B cup but they still had a way to get me aroused. She was 5’7” and had a fit dancers body. Alyson was smart, funny, kind, all the things you wanted in a significant other she had. She was definitely for me.

Dirty talk

I am down on my knees sucking your cock going in and out, using my hands and gently playing with your balls in the process. I keep doing this until you cum as I take my mouth off of your big member. You shoot the cum all over my breasts as I kneel there and take in that glory. After you are done I stick your penis between my breasts and start moving them up and down/bouncing while you look at my breasts and feel aroused even more.

You close your eyes fantasizing about putting your shaft into my pussy until you blow another load and start breathing heavily. You rest and open your eyes. I take your fingers and open my legs wider. You put two fingers in my wet and drenched pussy barely inserting it, giving me a taste of what’s to come. You take your fingers out, now dripping with my juices, and I suck and lick your fingers as you say, “Yeah, you like that don’t you, you naughty girl.”

Secret Sin

She lay next to him in the bed, his breathing low and heavy as he was deep in sleep. She cupped her left breast, pulling and pinching her nipple between thumb and forefinger. Her hand feeling her quickening heartbeat in her chest, it rising and falling along with her breast as her breathing grew deeper. Her right hand began trailing the various lines and curves of the rest of her body as if she were to discover something new every time. She pushed her hand beneath her panties, the only thing she wore to bed most days, and she welcomed the wetness between her legs. Her finger slipped between her closed lips finding her swollen clit yearning to be touched, to be the source of all her pleasure.

She began to administer the sensual strokes of her fingers that always guaranteed her release. Thinking of various fantasies she’d used in the past to aid with the touching. However, she was never truly sure what helped more, the fantasies or the simple fact she was laying next to this man meanwhile giving herself some of the best orgasms she’d ever experienced. She continued to fall deeper and deeper into her own mind as the pleasure was taking over every fiber of her body. She was teetering on the edge of awareness, wanting to give in but knowing she had to maintain some level of control.