A Super Powered Romantic Story NSFW [FM]

Your world changed twice in your lifetime. The first time was when people began to mutate and obtain skills and abilities people would call super powers. Some would use their powers for good some would use their powers for self interested means. Some of their powers were harmless, but others had enough power to bring down entire cities. Yet you never were afraid, because the second time your life changed was when you met Jeremy.

  Your mind flashes back to the moment you met him. Your leg was caught under some rubble and the building was bound to collapse any second. Broken electrical wires were hanging from the ceiling and you thought this was the end. Then Jeremy appeared. Creating duplicates of himself he was able to remove the rubble and get you out without any major injuries.

  You remember him leaving you with the paramedics and rushing back into the collapsing building to save more people. He took your breath away and you just had to figure out who he really was.

[MF] transcendent sex

If you read some of the subs like /r/sex, you know there are frequent questions that are thinly vailed requests for fap stories. Rather than spam any of those subs, I thought I’d write something up for here. It was prompted from thinking about if there was one particular experience where you started as a child and left a man. It’s been almost 20 years now, but I remember it like it was yesterday.

Me: Post-college, not a ton of confidence or experience. Living the dream.
Her: Post-college. Beautiful, confident, yet self-destructive. My dream girl for years.

It’s the afternoon on a leisurely early fall weekend. After waking up late, we’ve spent most of the day in bed. It started out just lounging, but only being a couple for a month or so, this inevitably led to things turning sexual. I’m sitting upright in bed, leaning against the flat backboard. We’re both naked. She has her head on my chest and is lightly, ever so slowly running her fingers over my stiffening cock. Across from us, I can see our reflection in her dresser mirror.

Humming dreamily, she says, “I’m going to have to get myself a new dildo. Mine doesn’t do anything now.”

Kinktober Day 7 – Exhausted [FSolo][Mast]

Exhausted, nothing else could describe Lauren’s state better. The day had been harder and longer than any man she had ever had – and she felt screwed harder than any of them had ever made her feel. Overtime, never-ending meetings and phone calls from downright idiotic colleagues who couldn’t have intelligence slapped into them – and god knew they deserved some slapping.

The workout had done its part to add to her exhaustion, draining her muscles of all their energy but failing to refresh her spirits as it usually did. Her arms were burning, her face was pressed down on the gym mat and her unwillingness to get up was only surpassed by her inability to do so. Despite the burning pain in every muscle Lauren had long learned to appreciate push-ups, they were real, honest work instead of the mindless, stupid shit she did all day. And it gave her a sense of accomplishment, something the – admittedly decently paid – office work had never managed in close to a decade.

Kinktober Day 7 – Exhausted [FSolo][Mast]

Exhausted, nothing else could describe Lauren’s state better. The day had been harder and longer than any man she had ever had – and she felt screwed harder than any of them had ever made her feel. Overtime, never-ending meetings and phone calls from downright idiotic colleagues who couldn’t have intelligence slapped into them – and god knew they deserved some slapping.

The workout had done its part to add to her exhaustion, draining her muscles of all their energy but failing to refresh her spirits as it usually did. Her arms were burning, her face was pressed down on the gym mat and her unwillingness to get up was only surpassed by her inability to do so. Despite the burning pain in every muscle Lauren had long learned to appreciate push-ups, they were real, honest work instead of the mindless, stupid shit she did all day. And it gave her a sense of accomplishment, something the – admittedly decently paid – office work had never managed in close to a decade.

Nude Night Walk [M]

This is a story about a dare I did in 2011

Okay this one starts with chatting to this girl on another site, I left hints about my exhibitionism and then one night I said how I was gonna get naked and after and a little longer talking, I say that maybe I should go for a walk to the shop as i am (it was about 11pm or so). She thought it was crazy and didn’t believe I would do it and at this point I didn’t either wasn’t even being half serious.

At this stage though I wanted to prove her and possibly myself wrong and do it. So I had it planned for the next night and I also planned to do a couple of clothed test runs. The next night comes and i’m sitting downstairs. I wasn’t really up for it and it was also windy and i think it was rainy too. I think I just wanted an excuse to not do it and that fitted perfect. The next day I was annoyed that I didn’t do it and felt I let myself down.

How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love (er…Tolerate) Rimming [FM]

About me, because you want a mental image I’m sure: I’m Brooke, I’m 24, 5’3″, 135 lbs. I’m all ass, no tit, and I look vaguely Lebanese but am actually Cuban.

So as I discussed in the last thread I made, I went through a bit of a period between the time I was 18 until I was about 20. I was doing risky things with people I didn’t know on a semi-regular basis, probably once a month or so. It was like I was in heat; the combination of attention and the ability to finally fulfill certain fantasies or cravings combined together to make me do things that, in retrospect, were not really very well thought out.

I had started by meeting men in hotels. Strangers. I’d troll Craigslist and find guys looking for women who either had pictures I like or a way about them (you can get a sense of how someone is from how they write, usually). I tried mostly to stick to men who were in town for work, but it wasn’t like I was background checking them or anything, I just assumed if they said they were they were and went with it.

[MF] Dressed in my sisters clothes.

When I was younger I had a babysitter who would dress me in my sisters clothes. It started off as a joke but eventually every time my sister would leave for tennis or piano lessons she would dress me up. I’m talking head to toe. Tights, panties, dresses etc. my sister was 2 years older then me so her things fit well at the time. At first I didn’t enjoy it but after a while I started to look forward to it. It went on for a couple years then my sister got old enough to watch me. After she stopped babysitting I continued to dress up even to this day. Is it weird that I like looking back on it and get aroused thinking about it?

Every Guys Fantasy [MFF]

New to posting but your welcome to let me know your thoughts.

I think it’s safe to say every guy dreams of having a 3way with 2 smoking hot girls, so here is my experience.

Backstory:
So I had just been through a few short term relationships and I decided if girls can be heartless so can i. I would be the jerk and play the game that is dating now days. Not chasing the girl, not spending money on fancy dates, the bare minimum to have sex with them. (Suprisingly little in college)

I dont think I’m bad looking, I hold a more muscular build. I’m about 6ft tall and am pretty quick witted with my words. Longer brown hair, clean beard lines.
Pretty much your normal college guy.

Girls:
So to give you a mental picture of this girl and her friend.
We will call her “Sarah” for animinitys sake.

Sarah is a 5’3 long black hair Hispanic and white mix.
In her free time she enjoys going to the gym, alot.
Her figure is better than anyone I’ve seen by far.

[FM] His first multiple!

My paramour met my friend and I for some drinks downtown. There had been a home football game, so there were crowds everywhere, except one of my favorite dive bars. My friend sat at the bar awaiting our drinks while I offered to show my beau where the restrooms and back exit were at the bar. The restrooms are quickly passed on the way to the exit, but then there is a long dark hallway lit only by the exit sign leading to a back alley. I led him to the door and showed him the alley, but it was well lit this night due to all the trash collection after the game. “Remember this for next time,” I told him as I grinned devilishly. We then walked back inside the dark hallway, and I grasped at his belt to pull him to me just as his hand was stroking the side of my face as he kissed me against the wall. I didn’t want my friend to feel like a third wheel, so I knew this would be the only time we could feel each other’s tongues for awhile. I moaned softly as he pulled away, my lips still parted, but we had to get back to the bar.

Interactive Erotica – Monster Fucker: Vampire [MF][MM][FF]

So, something a bit unusual for me, but hopefully you guys will get a kick out of it – I just finished my first interactive fiction story. The demo version (which has three different encounters and a choice of genders) is totally free, and you can [play it in your browswer here](https://lascivity.itch.io/monster-fr-one-vampire). Would love to know what you guys think. In it, you play a human prowling a vampire nightclub, trying to get laid or bitten as per your preference.

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