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[MF] I (m46) didn’t notice the signals at work. Hot chick came after me like she (F26) was going to get me no matter what! She did!

sorry this is kind of long….

So I work for a large company for the last 10 years. I am well known in my department. This new girl shows up in our department. She is introduced to me. Man, she is hot! Too hot for me, I got no shot besides, I am in a relationship that is in its final phases of ending. So I put aside my fantasy about her.

So I just train her about my job for an hour. Wow she is nice too, a deadly combo. But again she is 20 years younger, so I have to put her in the friend zone.

She sends me work questions more then the normal new hires do. There is also a flirtatious element to them. So I always respond back professionally. I don’t want to get in trouble at work. So we start walking together at lunch. She flirts harder. I am finally picking up the signal a little bit. She is also complaining about her BF a little bit. I am at the end of my rope with my SO. She gained over 110lbs in one year and is lazy. This hot girl at work is paying attention to me!! Read more »

[FM] He begged me to fuck him and I gave in.

Sorry for any typos, this is my first story and it’s on mobile!

I met this guy originally off of tinder. First thing I noticed about him was that he only had one arm. He bio was short and silly, basically making a point to acknowledge his one arm in a jokingly kind of way. I liked that. He seemed charismatic for sure. And he was cute, very cute- although about 6 years younger than me (He’s early 20’s, I’m late 20’s). It had me thinking about how I’ve never slept with anyone with missing limbs and became kind of grossed out about how I was fetishizing something like this- but I was curious.

I did the obligatory right swipe and we immediately matched. I was then geeted with the lovely message: “can I come slam that pussy?” Hmmm, where did this seemingly charismatic guy go?

I played it off as a joke and tried changing the subject and we added each other on Snapchat. Mistake. He was begging for sex from me. Everyday I was greeted with:

“Hey!!”

“Helloooooo”

“Come over and let me love on you”

“Please”

“Pleeeaaaaaase” Read more »

Precipitation [Mf] [public]

A slow, steady rain cascaded through the forest canopy overhead. Emma looked back over her shoulder at Harry and smirked, reaching back a hand to help him regain his footing after a near-stumble down a muddy slope.

“Keep up, old man,” she smirked, pulling him close for a kiss before darting off ahead, laughing and splashing through puddles.

Harry tried to grab for her wrist, but she was too quick, and he was forced to sprint after her. He knew he should feel foolish, skipping down the trail at his age, but there was something about her presence that soothed such thoughts, so he smiled in spite of himself and dashed after her. Catching her by the wrist, he twisted her arm up behind her shoulders, finally slowing her progress, before giving her ass a hearty slap that echoed through the empty woods.

Emma bit her lip and turned into him, dropping her free hand to his crotch, her eyes locked onto his with her best come hither gaze. Her fingers were gentle, nails lightly tracing the length of his shaft through his pants, before she gave the head a squeeze, giggled, and then twisted free to run away again. Read more »

Short skirt story.

She was very sexy and she enjoyed exploiting that vulnerability in males.

Females come into estrus once a month. For some species it’s only once a year that their eggs are ready to be fertilized. But for all males regardless of the state of the females ovulation they are full of sperm and ready to deposit it at a moments notice 24/7/365. And they will, monkeys use a thumb-less simian grip, elephants their trunks and though it is said deer do it, I couldn’t imagine how.

She was known to drop something just so she could bend over in her heels and her short little skirt and pick it up. She never dropped anything when she was alone in a corridor or an elevator. The safety afforded by an escalator step was the perfect time to adjust the buckle of a shoe strap. Child’s play at thirty-seven, this was her show, it made her feel good about herself. She used to have this little cotton checked thing she wore often. The pattern was little quarter by quarter inch pink and white squares. She had the same skirt in black and white and it too was box pleated all around. She lived in these two skirts, they served her well. Read more »

The Perfect Anniversary Present [MF] [Romance]

“Come on, Tim! How much longer are you going to make me wait?” complained an impatient, but excited Amber Deegan.

“Just hang in there, babe. I promise this is worth waiting for!” said Tim Deegan, her playful, but cunning husband.

Amber didn’t know what to expect. It was their first wedding anniversary, an event she’d intended to celebrate. However, she had a feeling Tim wouldn’t be content with a romantic dinner, a quiet night, and some tender lovemaking. That just wasn’t the kind of man he was, nor was it the kind of man she’d married.

Just a few minutes ago, they’d finished a big meal in which Amber recreated the first meal they’d shared on their first date, which consisted of burgers and nachos drenched with her family’s spicy salsa. Tim, not content with candles and classical music, set up a miniature disco ball and played the fast-paced dance music they’d heard when they first met at her best friend’s birthday party. It was not a typical anniversary dinner and it got even less typical when it ended. Read more »

MF online relationship becomes IRL working towards Dom/Sub (Part 1)

**Opens with inner monologue then flips into 1st, this should help you follow**

One of the most intriguing things in life, to me, is how people meet. They meet through family and friends. Meet through being colleagues at work and events. They meet through situations, like at a grocery store when one drops their wallet and the other hands it to them. So many random meetings, so many relationships formed one way or the other. Meeting you online could have just been another one of those, a random meet where two people from different strides of life collide, but this was different. Our goals were exactly the same. We’d made profiles searching for someone with similar tastes that would fulfill something in our lives that we didn’t have.

Our initial contact seemed a bit awkward at first, it always does online if I were honest. It’s so hard to gauge how a text is meant to be read. Sarcastic? Friendly? Comedic? Snarky? Teasing? It’s hard to be careful and still be yourself when you first meet someone in an online forum. Of course, my personal fear is that the person I’ve just met has an ‘online persona’, as I like to call it. A character that they’ve created online for the mere purpose of pretending. Nothing real to life. No actual connection or bond ever being formed, from their side of things. The fear is real and has happened oh so many times. Things with you were different, right from the start. Read more »

[MF] When a Friend Becomes More than a Friend

This story is from last summer but, I’ll admit there was alcohol involved in great quantities so some details are a bit blurry, but not all.

I’d met Beth through some mutual friends, she was the kind of woman who was sexy but didn’t try which was a great quality and very attractive to me. She was super tall for a woman (5’11”) with long sandy blonde hair and amazingly long legs which looked fucking ridiculous in pretty much everything she wore. He ass was shaped perfectly and she had good sized tits, somewhere in the 36C-D range.

Over the course of about 8-9 months we became tight, talked a lot and just generally had fun with each other. She was just exiting a LTR and I had been single for a bit and enjoying my time just banging and moving on. I’d been in a bad marriage that, looking back on, I’d stayed in too long and really lost my confidence. When we divorced I went on a wild run just trying to burn off what had been pent up for so long. Beth and I would talk about it, she helped me manage some of the emotions and confidence restoration. She always gave me shit for the amount of sex I was getting but, not in a judgmental sort of way, more like you’re a lucky shit kind of way. Read more »

The War of 2020

Genre: Erotica/ Horror

Word Count: Almost 12k

Critique: This is my very first Erotica and I picked a really hard one to get feedback on because the story is so violent (racial slurs/rape). Any feedback is welcome.

Most of the backstory is in the first 1/4, while the erotica kicks in for the rest of the story.

https://storiesonline.net/s/19908:211352/chapter-1-the-war-of-2020

Weekend With The Neighbor (Part 2)

“Time to wake up Princess. My poker buddys will be arriving soon.” I opened my eyes to see my neighbor, Mr. Miller, standing over the side of the bed.

It took a moment to shake off the grogginess. I couldn’t recall why I was in a pink room. My hard nipples felt sore, and my swollen pussy was soaking wet.

I slowly remembered that, unbeknownst to me, Daddy sent me here for the weekend to be old man Miller’s indentured sex toy, in order to pay off his debts. The dirty old pervert had started off the weekend by fucking me hard, while confessing he used to cream my panties.

Mr. Miller handed me several chewy candies as I sat up. “Take these. They will make you feel good”. I obediently popped the candies in my mouth. Although they were sweet, there was an unusual taste toward the end.

“I took the liberty of going through your bag to choose one of the outfits your father packed. It’s in the bathroom, along with towels. Go shower and get dressed.” Read more »