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[MF] Her eighteenth birthday.

Long backstory. Skip to the … several paragraphs down to get to the fucking. She helped me write this, actually. Both thought it would be fun to relive our first time. Names are fake.
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Please spare me your judgements.

I am several years older than my step cousin. We are not related except by marriage. I am male she is female. If you think this is creepy then feel free to click away. Nothing inappropriate happened before she was eighteen, only some frank discussions about sex and sexuality. Conversations she always initiated. Her name is Jane. Mine is John.

We were always close. I’ve known her since she was eight. She’s always been a tomboy and always preferred the company of boys to other girls, especially me. I became the big brother Jane never had, and I fulfilled some of the roles her absentee parents should have fulfilled.

Anyway that’s the context.

Her eighteenth birthday came and went without fanfare since her parents were both away on business and she basically had no friends besides me and one or two other people equally as weird as her. Yeah she is a bit of a freak and I love her for it. Read more »

Valerie [F] [BDSM] [exh] [mast] [sm]

[Note: The main character is based off of a real person I met at a kinkster munch once! However, everything in this story is OC and fictional, including the name. I’ve only written this so far, but I’d like to gauge interest before writing more. Let me know what you think!]

Valerie clutched her stomach as it gave a deep rumble. She sighed and looked up and around from her old, bulky laptop in vain, knowing she was once again out of ramen. She didn’t think she could stomach another bowl of the salty, squishy noodles anyway. Her body really needed something substantial, but her thin budget—recently raped from paying for the upcoming semester’s tuition and rent for her shitty couch space—considerably limited her options. She sank back into the frayed green couch and hoped the hunger pangs would subside.

About half of the time, they would go away if she could distract herself well enough, either by watching a movie or finding something interesting to research on the net. What always worked, however, was finding some other, stronger physical stimulation. Read more »

Blinded by lights

First post. Okay.

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If I wave my hand at just the right speed, I can track a clearly visible arch in the air. Like a five-fingered comet, leaving the colours that are thrown over the dancefloor in its wake. Can anyone else see it?

They should.

She does.

A sense of recognition rushes over me when I see her face. I might know her. I can’t be sure. I’ll never be. Thinking of people as if they existed before this exact second, seems meaningless. We could be a million years old. Heartbeats bouncing on the rhythm of eternal music. Sweat and blood and feet and hands all in sync with the motions of the vibrating air. The thick, vibrating air. Soundwaves are throwing the light beams into fractals of limitless complexity.

Her chest bumps against mine. She crossed the distance between us without moving. I focus. Read more »

Holiday [FFM]

It was the first holiday in ages I had been too and it was one of the most memorable ones. FFM has always been a fantasy of mine, I guess every guy would say the same.

I went along with my girlfriend and a couple who happen to be our very close friends. We have known them for years and we were pretty close. So let’s call my girlfriend “S”, my friend “R” and his girlfriend “C”.

R happens to be an andreline junkie so decided to head off to bed earlier ( thank you ) while S C and me carried on drinking in our room. Now my girlfriend S she likes to experiment with other girls, she loves sex in any form and she is always dtf. C is quite similar and like to explore more of this and I just happen to be there. Read more »

I Eat You Out In The Shower

Disclaimer: I wrote this for someone specific, was going to g for something short… Figured I may as well share the fruits of my labor. I’ve not done this before, nor do I write much, so I would LOVE feedback. Yes I know the title sucks.

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The brisk cool air from the bathroom tickles your lower back as you drown the day away, face well under the refreshingly hot water, doled out in streams, each taking it’s own path down your body, rinsing the day away, like soil on a shovel under a hose, after a long day in the garden

The day dances through your mind, flashes of actions, and alternative realities dance through your mind, like showers of sparks at dusk,streaming through the air, colliding in chaos, simple and frantic. Voices from the past, favorite tunes, that podcast from earlier, all blast across the silent expanse of the white noise of the shower. You could hear a pin drop if you tried, but you will is to dream.

The floor creaks. Before you ask yourself it you heard that or not, your dreamer brain reminds you of something that the squeak was reminiscent of, May it was the car door earlier, should you have that looked at? you follow the rabbit trail, never aknowledging the noise. Read more »

[fm] he made me beg for it

Joe and I had been hanging out for a month or two before he went traveling for over a month. He’s slim, very toned and has a big dick. Topped off with dark hair, stubble and a cheeky grin. I obviously find him really cute and was enjoying both the company and sex before he went away. During his trip we dropped off from texting all the time to basically no contact. I figured it had run its course until I receive a text last week saying how he wants to give me the fuck of my life. I was wet instantly and we sexted back and forth for a bit until he asked if he could see me the first day he gets home.
We sext a bit more in the lead up to his return and I mention that I’d liked to be teased. He definitely took the feedback on board because yesterday he landed home, teased the hell out of me and indeed gave me (well maybe not of my life but) a hell of a good fucking. Read more »

[MF] Surprise delight when i arrived

Hi All, this is my first post so I hope I have met all the rules.

A couple of years ago I was a regular paying member of an Australian adult dating site.

I was chatting online to one lady for a few months, we had exchanged a few picture and chatted quite frequently but never seemed to be free at a mutual time to catch up.

One Saturday morning I woke to find a message in my inbox which was titled “Hoping you are free this morning?”, other than going to the gym i didn’t have much planned so I replied as such.

She almost instantly replied to say “go to the gym as planned and then drive straight my place” as she liked the idea of me all sweaty (i’m by no means a body builder).

I replied asking for her address and told her I was planning to go to gym within the next 30 minutes.

As I trained at the gym I couldn’t focus as I kept checking my inbox for her reply. A sense of nervousness overcame me when she responded with her address and phone number asking me to sms her when I was 10 minutes away. She told me the door would be unlocked and to let myself in once I arrived. Read more »

[FF] [BDSM] When I was twenty two, I spent about a year as a financially compensated sex slave to a couple over twice my age. (Part 7.5 – just context)

Part 7.5

(Note: there’s no sex, just context regarding the remainder of that third night. End note.)

I couldn’t hear what Sweetie and Judith were discussing by the door, but eventually Judith ordered me to get off the bed and come over to them. The vibrators were still buzzing and it made movement difficult especially through the fatigue I felt, but I obeyed as quickly as my body could manage on my trembling legs. It was all I could do to stand, let alone walk, but I did as I was told with sheer force of will, I’d like to believe so, anyways. Eventually I stood in front of Judith, but standing still would prove impossible with the vibrators still active.

I watched as Judith gracefully reached a hand up to Sweetie’s face and brush her hair back over her left ear, both of them smiling intimately at one another before looking to me in my piteous state, their expressions not faltering. I mean, there I was, twitching from the sensations once more coursing through my most sensitive parts, covered in sweat, with two streaks of blood down the front of my chest that were more like smeared lines of scarlet in the dim light, and I had never been so fatigued from simply lying down on a bed for a little while. Read more »