The Neighborhood: Part 5 [MF][Exh][Mast][Tease][MC][SciFi]

**Note:** Slightly shorter part…chapters 8 and 9 didn’t fit in the 40k limit.

**Chapter 8: Gretchen’s Welcoming Committee**

Colin started walking toward the bus stop—the opposite direction—and put his hand in his pockets. He felt the business card in there and pulled it out. *Gretchen Mulaney, Logistics Program Manager*. He flipped the card over and pulled out his phone, unlocking the screen.

“Damn it, Janelle.” The background was his smiling wife’s face, covered in jizz. He rolled his eyes, but opened the dialer, putting in Gretchen’s cell. She picked up after two rings. “Hey, Gretchen. It’s Colin. We met this morning at the bus stop? Did you want to get that drink?”

The Neighborhood: Part 4 [MF][Fdom][Mast][MC][SciFi]

**Chapter 6: Little Blonde…Bureaucrat**

“So, it’s all true, what Sanita was saying?” He asked as the elevator doors opened on nine.

“It’s fun to watch you folks from the outside world.” She said, leading him down the hall. “Fenris is weird, I’ll admit it, but from an organizational psychology perspective, it works. It’s a generally healthy environment, less stress, less attrition, so the money continues to flow, you know?” She found a frosted glass door. A small sign read, ‘Colin Turner, Junior VP, BBB’. “Look at that, they already have your nameplate up.” She smiled and opened the door. Colin’s first though was that it was a very small office, but then her realized it was a vestibule. A petite blonde with shoulder-length hair sat behind a small desk. She stood as they entered, straightening her glasses. She had fairly large breasts, but the rest of he came off as mousy. Janelle peered down at the name plate on the young woman’s desk. “Natalie?”

“Yes.” She said, her voice high and slightly nasal.

Putting on a Show [FM]

So this is the last of the stories I have about guys I met in hotels (there’s one guy I left off because it was basically just sex, and while the whole thing was slutty it’s not really that interesting a story).

This guy was from out of town and was setting something up for the weekend after, so there were a few days to plan. Usually I wouldn’t do things this way, I’d get horny and need to fuck someone that night (typically after a few hours of edging, which was always a good way to make my mind think bad ideas were good ones); planning in advance was different, and the few times I’d tried it I’d chickened out. There’s a difference between getting caught up in a moment and actually planning, consciously, to do these things; most of the things I’ve done have been a result of spur-of-the-moment bad choices, not from deliberate, long term planning.

But this guy was engaging. Or at least his e-mails were. And I knew for sure he was going to be getting in late, so I knew he was from out of town, which was my absolute favorite kind of anonymous hookup. The kind that leaves my city right after he’s done with me. So I spent the week talking to this guy.

[FM] Getting nailed in the garage

“Maybe we should have a bit of fun on the ride tonight,” he texted me, about an hour before he was due to get off work and come pick me up. I had been idly contemplating what to wear, because the fifteen or so minute drive to his place was always a fun time to get the both of us revved up.

“What did you have in mind?” I asked him, hoping for some kind of prompt I could use to drive him wild.

“I dunno… maybe something vibrate-y, maybe some bare skin…”

Oh, that would do nicely.

I have a long button-up coat that I wear during winter, and since it’s finally cold enough to wear it regularly, I knew I could get away with a lot. I picked out my faux-garter fishnets and my favorite piece of lingerie, a purple lace babydoll, topped it off with my trusty black kitten heels, and put my long coat on over it, buttoning it all the way to the top. The coat covered me up nicely, making it look like perhaps I merely had on a low-cut top or dress. Since he had mentioned something vibrate-y, I also grabbed my trusty vibrator, a nice old-fashioned standard battery-operated thing that has served me well for years. I hadn’t put on any panties, after all. It would be easy to use on myself on the way over.

[MF] Sexty Afternoon

I was bored at work and feeling frisky missing my wife. We started sexting each other a bit and I asked what she was currently wearing. She said a tight t shirt and lounge shorts. I then started telling her this story…
Those shorts makes me think about sliding my hand up the side of your leg, reaching inside your shorts palming your pussy that I can feel is pulsing warm. I start to move my fingers towards your clit gently rubbing side to side starting to make your pussy drip with wetness.
As I am standing behind you my other hand gently moves up your body grazing by your tits, taking your arm up over my head as I pull your hair to the side and gently bite your neck.
Your free hand finds its way behind your back and down my shorts as you start to grab and pull my cock under my tight boxers making it grow harder with every stroke.
The rubbing and pulling get more intense and feel that you have to kiss me so passionately only grasping for air when you need to let out a moan.
After you feel like you can’t take any more you get on the counter and I pull off your shorts. As I move close to your body, you think I’m gonna slide my cock in you so deep and just when you think I’m gonna slip it in to your wet pussy I get on my knees and start kissing around it. You exhale in anticipation of when I’m gonna put my mouth over you until I do, using my tongue going up from the bottom until I reach your clit.
You start sweating grabbing your tits in pleasure throwing your head back giving out small Moans at first until they get louder holding my head in place as I continuously lick that spot making it feel so fucking good.
As you start getting close you start to crave my cock, you don’t know how, you just want it. You pull my head out of you making me stand as you slide off the counter down on your knees, seeing it in front of you and want it all taking it in your mouth. It wasn’t fully hard but you start to feel it grow as it goes in and out. Your hands were squeezing my balls and you decide you want them too and you fit them in as well pulling and sucking. I can barely stand from the pleasure. You release yourself and spit drools from your mouth to the head and you instantly wrap it around pulling up and down on my hard cock that’s throbbing like it’s gonna blow, but not yet…
We stare at each other trying to decide how each other wants it, we both know we want it so bad. Finally I put you back on the counter and open your legs, but before I can put it in you pull me on you and we embrace with the most passionate kiss and I slowly insert myself into you causing you to release from my lips and moan with an “oh fuck” as you scratch my back and throw your head back whipping your hair around.
After some slow fucking on the counter, you push me off if you and drag me to the couch, pushing me down and instantly climbing on top of me, putting me right back in and sinking in my cock till it’s fully in you. I grab your tits and go to bite them as you move up and down and riding letting your hair whip around as it gets more intense
You turn around on me and bounce more begging for me to grab and spank your ass and I grab it with such dominance that it’s mine to take forcing me to stand with you still in me. I put your leg on the table and thrust myself deep in you while grabbing your tits with one hand and touching your clit with the other. Our sweat dripping bodies rubbing together as one as it’s so much passion for either of us to control. You take your hand above your head and pull me in to make our tongues meet when you finally cum so loud and your breathing gets heavy as you feel every thrust I do.
The pleasure only intensifies as I grab your hair and pull it back to my body opening up your neck for me to bite on, watching your breasts bounce in the air from our continued fucking.
You finally detach yourself from me and need to taste how your cum is on my throbbing cock and push me back on the couch to suck off all of your own cum plunging your mouth balls deep on me.
With my cock deep in your throat I can’t stand it and let out my first pump of cum, causing you to moan and finally release me as I continue to pulse out cum in your mouth.
Once off of me you let it all drip back on me as you slurp it all back in your mouth just to drip it all back in your tits. My mind is blown from the view and I almost cum again from knowing what your doing. Your cum glistened tits shine from the light in the window as your finger slowly scoops what’s left up back in your mouth to swallow.

[Str8] The Bachelorette

There I was. How I had gotten myself into this mess I had no idea. Wrong place at the wrong time kind of deal, I suppose. But there I was. Surrounded. Five of them all around me, motorcycles running and revving, whooping and hollering as they circled me. The smell of exhaust and leather filled my nostrils. Screeching tires and profanities filled my ears. I had no idea what was about to happen, but something about the situation made me feel alive.

I had ventured out later than usual that night. There was something drawing me out of the house. I felt bored, lonely, ready for an adventure. I had no idea that when I turned the corner into the bad part of town that I was putting myself right in the middle of a somewhat seedy gathering.

My [F] college threesome story [FFM]

Here is the story of my college threesome. I apologize for any grammatical or typographical errors.

My junior year in college I lived with my two best friends. In our apartment – my bedroom and one of my roommate’s bedrooms was separated really by only a handle-less door (one of those city apartments where they cram as many college kids into apartments as possible). On a sidenote, this roommate and I were commonly confused as being sisters or twins. (both about 5’5, long dark hair, somewhat tan, lean, she has bright blue eyes and I bright green).

Throughout college we had a group of guy friends, and one guy friend in particular was what we three dubbed “go to” – i.e., when out and no other guys of interest to hook up with, he would be the guy any one of us would just make out with to close out the night. He acknowledged this role early on and it was a common joke in our group of friends.

[MF] Best salon ever

Last September on a warm Thursday evening, I was at a community involvement event that my company was sponsoring. It was in a large grassy “town square” type of area surrounded by local shops and and restaurants. It was a family friendly event with games, music and food all to help raise money for local charity.

I was there to help coordinate. Part of my duties included helping vendors unload supplies and food. A local sports grill had donated a few trays of freshly made buffalo wings which I was helping them carry to their tent.

As I’m setting down the food, I notice the next tent over is occupied by my Ex’s cousin. She owned a salon around the corner and was giving out cookies to all the kids. Her name was Kara. She and my ex never had a particularly close relationship but I stopped getting my hair cut there after the breakup just in case.

She was naturally pretty. She had shoulder length dirty blonde hair, very little makeup, and a long flowy strapless dress. Even in that dress, her curves would be on display when the breeze would blow. We smiled, said hi and started catching up. I remember my mind wandering as she spoke, trying to picture what she had on underneath.

The evil professor [oral mdom fdom]

There was a knock at the door.

“Professor? I’m here for my 2pm.”

Shit.

“Just a minute! I’m finishing off with a student.”

That student was called Jane and she on her knees, tonguing my balls, as I sat back in the vintage armchair the previous occupant of my office had left behind

Oh yeah, I about finish off. I was about to finish all over Jane’s pretty face.

“I know I said a facial would get you an A,” I whispered. “But if I cum in your mouth you’ll get a distinction.”

“Sure.”

There was a lot to like about Jane. She really shouldn’t be at college, though, even by the lax modern standards that let just about anybody in. I don’t think she even understood the topic she was studying. But her family had money. A message had come from on high, through the dean, to give her an easy ride.

It was a shame I never let her know. Instead, Jane was working hard in order to get those grades.

She wanted to be a good girlfriend, but I’m just no help. [mf]

Laura and I go back a ways, and our friendship has basically been “nerd who get along well, and jump in bed when we’re both available.” Which has really translated to a lot more of just being friends than anything else, but that’s fine. She’s shorter (maybe 5’1”) and pretty curvy in a way she wears well, and has very bad impulse control. Basically, my type.

Not long ago I was in NY area on business, and we met up for dinner. I knew she had been having a rocky relationship with her current boyfriend, so I let her talk and listen. At this point, she felt like they were back together, but she wasn’t totally sure, either. I smiled, and gave her some advice about how to keep things going and put it in the best position for success. It was a nice dinner.

When we finished, she asked me to drive her to her car, because she had parked a really long ways away, not knowing where in the strip mall the restaurant was. Not a problem – after about five minutes we found her car, and I stopped and gave her a hug and bade her goodnight. As we finished the hug I saw her face automatically fall in place for a kiss as well. So I gave her a kiss on the lips.