I [F] give a happy ending to a young virgin [M]

It was a couple years ago. I had just checked into my shift, with no appointments so far in the day. I hung out in the lounge in the front of the parlor, leaning back in a chair reading a magazine, in my usual “uniform” of a tank top, shorts and bare feet while two of my colleagues chatted it up with the owner.

A young man entered the room. He walked up to the desk where the owner sat.
“Uh, hello. I’d like a massage. Anyone available?”

“Absolutely!” said the owner, and she motioned to the three of us in the room. “How long and who would you like?”

He looked around and paused. “The one in the blue tank top.” he muttered. I heard it. He chose me.

I jumped up. “Alright!” I called out. “I’m *my name*” and I’ll meet you in room 1. The owner rung him up and IDed him. We had an obviously minimum age of 18…and he did look quite young. Read more »

The Twins Ch. 1 [incest] [f/f]

*Hi I’m new here! Still figuring out how to post correctly, so lemme know if there’s something I should do differently. Here’s the first chapter in a series about pair of twins who break the rules. Enjoy! – Lyla*

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Angela and Lucy were identical twins. Even their mom couldn’t tell them apart. Many twins have uncanny mental connections, but these two had an unusual physical connection. They started exploring each other’s bodies at a very young age. They had no concept of sex, but they knew that the area between their legs felt good when you touched it.

They never could remember how it first happened. It seemed like it was something they had always done. In their young minds, there was absolutely nothing wrong with what they were doing. Their mom had taught them to braid each others’ hair, to paint each others’ nails, to scrub each others’ back. To them it was just a natural part of taking care of each other. Read more »

[MF] The Doorman

Prompt: A doorman and a nocturnal companion have an encounter.

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The doors open in a luxury condominium in the busy, anonymous downtown of a large city. It’s the sort of space where plenty of people are anonymous and invisible. “Welcome home, Ms. Valentine. Are you in for the night?” the doorman asked. Amy Valentine hated his jacket. It was too bulky and square. She had seen him with just the white dress shirt, the sleeves rolled up and tight on his forearms, and preferred it much more.

“That’s right, Joe. All done for tonight.” Her lips made a perfect red bow. She found herself checking her make-up before stepping out of the cab to see her doorman, her protector.

Amy walked across the tiled floor. Her heels clicked with each step. She leaned over the marble desk to speak to him. “How has your night been? I hope you haven’t been too lonely while I’ve been away.” Amy worked from home. Up in her stylish condo she earned a generous living entertaining people. Her work had her up late and she would come down in the depths of the night when no one else was around during his shift and take deliveries, or go out, or merely get away after finishing up. She would find Joe always standing there, waiting. He was a comfort and an enticement for her to travel down from her unit. Read more »

[MF] The Crush [sexy, not graphic; married woman, single coworker; feedback welcome]

[I’ve drafted more to this story but am not quite happy with the product yet. You can read part 2 and 3 if you’re anxious at /r/HotwifeInOregon. Warning: We still haven’t had sex by the end of part 3!]

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Let’s start with the basics.

You’re 35, 6’3“, 210lbs, not overly muscular but strong. Strong from real life, not gym workouts. You haven’t spent your life inside this cubicle farm we’re stuck in now.

I know bits and pieces from your life – picked up in break room conversations and through careful eavesdropping.

You never graduated high school. You love going camping and fishing and spending time outside. There’s always a project at home you’re working on. Building a server or building a deck – seems like you can do it all. You earn a six-figure salary, and we work for a large IT company. I run the project. You run the servers.

We’ve spent many a night in a late-night work chats, side-texting as we watch the deployment happen. 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 6)

**Part 6**

I followed Judith into the house on shaky legs, still dripping from my orgasm a moment before, I focused on my new life goal as I stared in wonder at all the names on her back. Seventy-eight women’s names, probably over the course of two decades, maybe less. Her tattoo was a compendium of women just like me. She had chosen me. She wanted to add me to that beautiful tapestry. She wouldn’t have told me the significance of those names if she didn’t want to add me to it. I wanted to be a part of this gorgeous woman. To have a symbol of my life and all our experiences together to be etched onto her skin beneath Sweetie’s own unfinished chain. I would do anything to make it so. Anything. Read more »

Mile High Club [FM]

I was the first one on the plane from my row. I had the aisle seat. I was wearing a little pair of shorts and a tanktop so I would be comfy but i pulled out a blanket as well because I always end up getting cold on planes.

as everyone continued filing on the plane, I started to get excited, as always, that maybe I would have the row to myself…
That didnt end up being the case. A tall, handsome guy with short dark hair, maybe in his early 30s, walked up to my row and started putting his bags in the overhead compartment, “sorry, I bet you were hoping to have the row to yourself” he said, I smiled, said dont worry about it, and turned so he could get past me to the window seat. I couldn’t help but notice a bit of the outline of his junk in his sweatpants as he squeezed by.

I guess as far as row mates go, he wasnt that bad. Read more »

[MF] I Fucked my next door, red-headed neighbor while her husband was away.

I’m 28 years old and lucky enough to live alone in a relatively small, two bedroom home in a quiet little neighborhood. My parents actually own the house, I’m paying them rent to live there as I work on my master’s degree. For the most part, my life is very simple: I go to school, spend a lot of time studying, go to the climbing gym when I have time, and occasionally grab a beer or two with my classmates. I’ve been in this house for just over a year and a half, and like I said, the neighborhood is very quiet. Nicer houses, retired people, perfect for someone trying to focus on school work with minimal distraction.

Then few months ago, one of houses next door went up for sale and sold pretty quickly. A young couple around to my age with their two or three year old son moved in. We exchanged hellos as they unloaded the U-Haul, but otherwise had very little in the way of interaction. They seemed nice enough, kind of quiet, but friendly and polite. Scott and Claire are their names. I slowly got to know them over the course of a few neighborly exchanges. Turns out they moved from the other side of the country for Scott’s job, he’s a newly minted lawyer. Claire stays home with their son, but eventually wants to finish a teaching degree. On the surface, an exceedingly normal family. Read more »

The Red Lock Hostel – Complete [M+F] [anal] [humil] [cons nc] [fantasy]

Note: Originally posted this in parts, save for the final chapter. For those of you who have already read parts 1-3, ** indicates the beginning of part 4. I decided to remove the separations entirely.
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The Red Lock Hostel just opened the weekend I came to Tucson. It’s located pretty out of the way from the main part of town, but still accessible by bus. The hostel took my breath away when I approached and saw it was a recently restored two-story Victorian mansion with a tower. Once checked-in, the Host put on a cheesy grin and informed me that the hostel was haunted and to please stay clear of the door to the tower, which I would recognize from the red lock fastened to it. As a mischievous grin spread across his pale face, he slipped me a piece of paper with his phone number on it and said, “Don’t hesitate to call if you need…assistance.” His eyes drifted downward, following my shape.

I blushed compulsively and felt blood rush to certain parts of my body in a way that was only natural. The primal reaction quickly returned to sensibility; I was of half a mind to take my business elsewhere, but I merely glowered and made a note to crucify the Host in my online review of the hostel. Read more »

[MF] Story #3: Tied Up, Blind Folded, Teased, and fucked my gf, then caught by her Mom…

Hi everyone,

So this is my third story here and I will start it the same way my last two were started. There is info/basic background about my relationship with my gf on my first post if you want to check that out. But for those of you who would rather just read this first, I’ve been dating my gf for 3+ years now and we are very serious and very into each other, both on a personal and sexual level. I’m about 5’10”, muscular/fit, just under 7″ dick but pretty thick, hairy chest and legs. My gf is about 5’3″, fit, big round firm ass, curvy, huge and perfect DD probably DDD tits.

So we were at her parents house one Saturday just hanging out with them, eating dinner, etc… A few hours before dinner time, her parents were leaving separately to go to run a few errands for a couple of hours. Her father needed to go get an oil change for his car and a few other things, and her mom needed to buy some stuff for dinner etc… They each asked if we wanted to go with either of them, but my gf and I both replied saying that we would just stay at the house and watch some TV or a movie until they got back. Her parents each left eventually, and we started to just watch TV. Read more »

The Water Torture [M4F][helplessness][exposure][voyeurism]

He watched them strap her, blindfolded, to the table.

In the black room. In the silence.

The only light must have been a deliberate effect, a reflection, because blue ripples like water shimmered in the room. It made the entirety of the atmosphere feel fluid. Both comforting and unsettled.

They had removed her robe before laying her down in nakedness. Two attendants spread her legs wide, then back, and strapped them into black armatures. Her beautiful, shaved pussy unveiled itself like a tender orchid. Her clit ran smooth before flaring into sculpted lips. Those lips were already flaring and eager.

From somewhere above, the first drop of water fell.

It sparkled for a moment like diamond as it plummeted, then splashed onto her clit.

She gasped and slightly convulsed.

A couple of seconds later, another diamond. Another convulsion.

Her face crinkled with concern. Did she like this sensation? The covering on her eyes robbed her of any chance of preparation. The next drop hit, and she swallowed nervously. She turned her head from side to side. Another drop hit, and she bucked, but the restraints offered her no real shifting or avoidance. Read more »