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[MF] ~Half a Decade in the Making! [LONG]

2012. Snapchat was in full effect. A new way to connect with all my high school friends even after we graduated because we all promised too. We all know that’s not what happened though, it never ends up like that.

Fast forward into the summer of 2017, Most of us have gone off to college or something of the sort. It was a slow day at work so I decided to check out some Snapchat stories to pass the time. I notice my old friend Kara post a picture of her new dog and I couldn’t help but swipe up and comment about how cute the dang thing is. Kara thanks me and we make some small talk about how our lives are. I make a comment about how I couldn’t wait to get out of work and head to the gym to relieve some stress. Kara opens my message but replies with a picture of herself in the mirror in a sports bra and tight spandex shorts captioned “I just finished my workout.” Now I had never looked at Kara in a sexual way, last time I saw her she was short (and I mean short! 4’11”), had a larger frame, and kind of geeky. I was in shock about the picture because she was absolutely gorgeous, her body now tight and fit, her boobs were double D’s, and an ass she made sure to show off while still being 4’11”! Read more »

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Unexpected Guest [MF]

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You find your way home after a long day of work and are relieved to know that no one is going to be home. Everyone is away for the weekend and you have the whole house to yourself. You kick off your shoes, unbutton your shirt a few buttons and leave on your form fitting skirt and stockings. You grab a bottle of wine, pour yourself a glass and begin to relax on the couch.

All of a sudden, you hear a knock on the door; you wonder who the hell it could be. The hairs on the back of your neck stand up and there is nervousness in your stomach. Walking over, you peek through the window and, what do you know, it is Eric. Surprised and excited, you open the door and ask how he is doing and what he is doing here. He hesitates, lost in your gaze and says he was in the area for work and wanted to finally see your place. In reality, Eric really wanted to see your beautiful eyes, to smell your sweet hair and touch your soft and supple skin. You invite him to come in. Read more »

Blackmail [MF]

She visited that store almost once a month. A large clothing store for women. She had no idea what was going to happen. How could she? Right now, months later. Sweaty and naked, expecting, blindfolded. Standing right in front of a hotel bed, in the room she rented because he said so. Breathing slowly. A soft breeze touching her skin, a little cold but not enough for her to get dressed again and leave. It all started in that store. She didn’t know how much she would enjoy it. At the start she was furious.

It was two days after one of her visits to that clothing store that she received a note. “I have pictures of you”. That’s all it was written. She almost called the cops, but to say what? It didn’t really say anything. One day later, a picture of her, she was leaving the store, and another piece of paper. “I liked the blue one, get that one”. *The blue one?* It was about the navy blue skirt she almost bought. Sunday afternoon, note with a phone number. “Text me.” *I can’t…could I?* Read more »

[M] masturbating and edging for over an hour.

Last week I found my way to a video challenging the viewer to edge and masturbate for about half an hour. I decided to take on the challenge as I felt that when pleasuring myself I went about it too quickly. It was harder than I had expected, I repeatedly disobeyed the instructions to stop myself from finishing too early. But once the 30 minutes had elapsed, and I was allowed to cum, I felt great and more cum than usual amount came out too.

After that I did similar challenges everytime I masturbated, and I was getting better each time. Then tonight I decided to take it a huge step further and masturbate for three times as long. I slid my hands up and down my shaft obeying the instructions to go slow or fast, to edge or stop. As time went by it became harder and harder to go on and the slow strokes made me almost lose it just as much as the fast ones, and all of this before I was even a quarter way through the video. I became more and more sensitive and was almost in agony by the time I had reached the halfway mark. But still I managed to make it through an hour, and then there were only a dozen minutes left to go, not long ago that was the time I would usually last. Once those minutes had elapsed and I could finally release myself a wave of pure ecstasy washed over me and my chest became covered in my own hot cum. I sunk back into my chair relieved and euphoric with a smile on my face. Read more »

[M]y Fling with a Married Woman [F] Part 1

**Some Backstory**

First of all I’m not exactly proud to have had a fling with a married woman. I met her online when we were both in bad situations. We became close and developed strong feelings for each other. I love her to this day. When we first met I was unaware she was married before my feelings for her developed and by the time I found out I no longer cared. I wanted her and lusted for her. She lived far away though and so I never acted on it. That was until September of 2018.

**The Meetup**

For reason’s I won’t get into I was travelling around a bit. One of my pit stops happened to be a few hours out from her. She was nervous and I was nervous because we both agreed to meet up at my hostel. A few hours before arriving (when she was supposed to be leaving) I get a call from her. She doesn’t want to go through with it. I’m not gonna lie, I was fiendishly horny at this point. All I could think of was having her in my hostel and fucking her. So I told a lie. “Don’t worry. It’s not a big deal. We’ll meet up as friends. There is no pressure on anything more. I won’t push you…” This was a lie. I knew it and she knew it. We had been having phone sex for months and knew each one of our kinks. There was zero chance we weren’t going to fuck. She let her mind buy into it however and decided to venture out. Read more »

[MF] Came inside the cutest girl I’ve ever gone out with on the first date, after 3 straight hours of rough sex

I’m going to preface this by saying this definitely isn’t the wisest thing I’ve ever done, but it’s also the best sex I’ve ever had. This just happened tonight and my head is kind of spinning.

Me: 22, 5’11” 170lb muscular and bearded. Just got out of a 4 year long relationship, so I’ve literally never dated or had sex outside of this relationship as an adult before. I downloaded a bunch of dating apps last week and have around 70+ matches across all of them, so I’ve just been trying to learn how to get back on my feet and date again.

I matched with Elizabeth on Hinge and was instantly interested. She was by far the cutest girl I had matched with so far. She was a cosmetologist, had a really good sense of style, and we shared a mutual love for cats of all things. Off the top of my head, she looked like a cuter and younger version of [Stephanie Andujar](https://m.media-amazon.com/images/M/MV5BMjAzODYwNzktNTQ4ZC00NWU3LTg4NmUtMDZkOGM5ZTM3MmQwXkEyXkFqcGdeQXVyMTYwOTc0NDI@._V1_.jpg).

I quickly asked for her number and asked her out to some wine, which she enthusiastically agreed to. Read more »

A bit of light s&m for S&B [MF]

It had been a long week, and I needed to get out of the office. I could feel the stress piling on my shoulders. When my phone buzzed and S said she wanted to come around, I knew that release would come soon.

After I arrived home, I put Spotify on to play and settled into the quiet routine of a light meal. As i stood at the stove I heard a light rap on the door and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up as I realised that S had arrived.

“Hey B, you look fried!” S said as I opened the door. She stepped in and kicked off her shoes. Her curves highlighted by the severe corporate blouse and skirt caused me to stir. “Wine?” She asked, holding up a bottle. Wine was the last thing on my mind. “Sure,” I said instead, and took two glasses down from the shelf

Wine in hand we sat on the couch and exchanged a few stories of our week. S has a job out at the airport and was highly strung out. “I need to take out my frustration on something I guess!” She explained. “Take it out on me,” I offered, with my heart in my mouth and my cock pressing firmly against my belt. Read more »

[FM] Mistresses First Punishment

It had been another great date, we’d laughed, smiled and flirted probably a bit too much for public viewing. But that didn’t manage to stop me from being a disobedient slave. We’d stopped off at a little corner cake shop after you made me wait outside Ann Summers whilst you bought me a reward.

My first mistake was not opening the door for you, then entering ahead of you. You saw how I didn’t realise and chose to dismiss it – after all, I’d never acted out before. Then, after taking it upon myself, I got your order wrong when I knew it perfectly well. Then the final straw had been when I forgot to pull your chair out for you and then starting on my cake before you had yours. I realised I was done for.

You demanded we leave immediately and stormed out of the cafe, me running quickly behind. The car ride back to your place was eerie and silent, I was locked alone with my thoughts of how you’d punish me – whip, cane, or perhaps something worse?