To Deal with an Old One [Alien] [MF] [WIP]

There’s a pressure holding my chin. “That’s unusual.” a deep and somehow accentless voice remarks. I open my eyes in surprise, only to find a dark haired woman staring back at me. I let out a small gasp and lift my head out of her grasp.

Stupidly, all I can manage is “What?”.

The same voice comes from the mysterious woman’s mouth, not that there’s anything womanly about it “You made the mark but you had no reason to do so.” I can barely muster the focus to clearly hear what she said as I begin to stand. I don’t know what she could mean by ‘mark’, I have made no mark anywhere that I can immediately recall. My mind is drawn away from what she said however, as I notice the room that I’m in has no discernable end in any direction. Instinctually I try to assign a color to the floor, but my mind recoils from the attempt, I can’t come up with a name for the color of the floor. My most immediate go-to is white, but it’s almost certainly not white, though I can’t say definitively that it isn’t white.

31 [M] with a fat cock [M]

So this was a few weeks ago. So I’m a bi, 32 yr old guy who is about to get married in a few months. My fiance has no idea. I’ve sucked many a dicks through Craigslist or whatever since I was 18. Been fucked a few times. So many hot stories that I’ve never told. Either way , thought I’d share my most recent encounter.

Anyways, l legit haven’t sucked a cock or anything in about a year. Well I was off a few weeks ago, just smoking a bunch of weed and relaxing and I all of a sudden get this itch to suck and swallow some cum. I re-download Grindr on my phone and go at it. I exchanged messages with a few guys and I get a random one(my profile is very private and I don’t display any pics of myself, so I think it’s just guys throwing a dart at the map so to speak) with a guy and his massive thick cock. I immediately start drooling and have to have it immediately. He tells me where he lives, I’m there in less than 10 mins.

I want my professor so bad [FM]

I want my professor so bad. He’s so tall and I know his cock is so big and I just want him to bend me over his desk and pull my hair. He’s so charming and intelligent. I just want to make his cock so hard and seduce him. I want to go to his office with lingerie on underneath. The thought of being able to seduce him just makes me wet. Oh the things I would do to have the door locked behind me…

Skin To Skin [MF] [married] [adult breastfeeding] [lactation] [emotional] [loving]

Skin To Skin

The silence of the night slowly creeps upon us. The cars going by in the street dwindle in number by the hour, the gradual light of the sun replaced by the warm glowing lamps in the master bedroom, and the hustle bustle of people around the neighborhood fading away into the air conditioned white noise.

We both lay on the king size bed, staring into each other’s eyes, shielded from the vulnerableness of nudity by our skimpy undergarments. The heat of intimacy filling our hearts and an ever present desire needing to be quenched, we lean in for a kiss. I feel the slight metallic drag on my face and I look at her hand with the emerald on her ring finger as she rubs over the metal engraving on my own left hand, symbolizing a bond that will never die in us and a lustful passion that fuels us every day.

[Bondage][FM]I still don’t know who she was, and my wife will never tell me.

A few months ago, my wife Stacy and I had one of those “darkest secrets” talks over a couple bottles of wine, and my fantasy just came out. I told her I want to get used sexually by someone I know, without getting to see who it was.
I didn’t think anything would come of it, and honestly was kind of afraid of her reaction. To my relief it was something like “Huh. That’s a weird one, I’ll give you credit for that!” and we moved on to other topics.

Life went on. But just a few nights ago was my birthday and she told me she had a surprise for me.
“Tonight you’re getting a special surprise. Go freshen up.”
“Okay..? You taking me out someplace nice?” I asked while hugging her from behind and nibbling her ear a little.
“….nnnope!” she answered playfully while turning around to kiss me. “I’ll tell you more later. Just go get ready, and uh… don’t worry about getting dressed.”
My eyebrows raised a little.
“Alright, it’s your game.”
I spent some time thinking about my surprise in the shower. It couldn’t be what I *think* it is, could it? No way! But just in case, I made sure to get extra clean. I trimmed my pubes a little, brushed my teeth, and put on a tiny amount of cologne just in case.
I thought I heard the front door close while I was drying off.

An Indian Relationship opening up – Part 1

Priya and I had been dating for about three months. Since we met on Tinder, both of us entered the relationship without much expectations. We had both recently came out of a long-term relationships and were just looking for casual fun. This translated to the relationship turning sexual from the very beginning. Luckily for us, we did get along well outside the bedroom too. So we were in a place where we felt exclusive and committed to each other. Our sex life was great, and she allowed (and enjoyed) almost everything that a man and woman can do to each other. But alas, I was looking for a lot more.

During my previous relationship, I realized that I would never be satisfied with a single woman. Her name was purnima, and she was the most beautiful woman I have been with (including Priya). I was sure that all our male friend and colleagues fantasized about her sexually. Her body was breath taking. Even though she dressed conservatively, I bet she caused hard-ons wherever she went. She was very kinky in the bedroom, and we had a lot of steamy sex sessions. But unfortunately, she was a stickler for monogamy. She did not even like the idea of me fantasizing about other women or watching porn. An open relationship with her was out of question. This was one of the reasons, we broke up. I realized that most Indian women are conservative and it is extremely unlikely that I will find someone that will humor me. I decided at least for the time being to satisfy myself by just not being in long term relationships. 

Tutoring Sex [MF] pt. 2

If you missed Part One: I hadn’t seen Willow in years, she invites me to a nondescript Italian restaurant in Philly to catch up. I’m expecting a rote conversation, and she shows up looking three times hotter than what I remembered in college. She’s touching my arm, looking at me. Like that. She’s wearing black mesh over a tight tank top over a pair of 34Cs. And as dinner winds to an end, she asks me whether she can come up to my hotel room. To study flashcards, for her anatomy final.

I considered that an invitation.

*

Willow comes up to my hotel room, one of those suitelets with a couch beside the bed, and she parks herself there, spreading out her flash cards.

It didn’t take me long to put my arms around her. I might have made the expected quips about distracting her from studying. Or giving her something better to study. Real life anatomy flash cards.

She had leather pants on, and I really should have put two and two together on the outfit she had worn to dinner, the mesh top. I think of all the Reddit posts: “What are the biggest sexual hints you have ever missed?”

Friendzoned

So yesterday I met with an old friend of mine. We know each other for more than ten years now – he was my neighbor and classmate. We meet once or twice every month for cup of coffee and a little talk, but our friendship never been sexual.
And as yesterday was so hot day(30° C) we decided that instead of coffee we should drink some cold beers. So he came to me and brought a beer. We sat and talked about everything, our jobs, our relationships, our plans for the summer. And as we got a little bit drunk I have become more and more open to him and told about quite a lot random sexual adventures I had recently. And suddenly he became very angry. He stood up and started to shout “Oh you bitch! You fuck every guy you meet, but never gave me a chance? I really hate you now!”. I felt sorry and hugged him. I said to him” Sorry, but we are such great friends, that something sexual would ruin it and I don’t want that” and kissed him lightly on the cheek. But instead of calming him it made him even angrier. He grabbed my hair and shouted “Oh I will ruin you bitch, get on your knees!”. I begged him to stop but he simply dragged me on the floor and pulled his pants. Having no other option I took him in my mouth and started to suck it. But he was angry and rough so he did not even let me do it properly but started to bring my head on him himself as he was still holding me by hair. He was literally fucking my head. A barely could breath and tears was all over my face. After a while his grip opened and I felt his dick pulsing. He was nearly finished. He took it of my mouth and started to cum all over my face grunting ” Take that bitch” and then he let me go. I fell on the floor and tried to get my breath. He sat on the couch near me and started to murmur “Oh I am so sorry. What have I done? I’m so sorry”. I looked angrily at him, but I really did not want to lose a friend. And I’ve been through much worse than that. So I smiled at him and said ” Everything will be ok. Just clean your mess from my face” and opened my mouth that he would know where to put everything from it.

Taking her virginity, gaining a memory [FF]

Now let me set the scene. We were both 18 and freshmen in college at a small school outside of Metro Atlanta. I, Emmi, had come out to my parents a week into the school year. Katherine, Kay for short, was still locked in the closet even though it was glass. We all saw right through that. Kay and I had our freshman seminar together in a small room near the cafeteria on campus. At the very beginning of freshman year, I dated my first girlfriend, Allison, although she was a senior in high school we still got together every weekend. I tried to “fit in” at school and rush a sorority since it has such a deep connection to college life. My friends in the seminar class did not know I was bi until I told them that I did not get into a sorority and I was pretty sure it was because of the lifestyle I had chosen.