The next morning, I receive a few frantic voice mails from Declan. It turns out there was something in the cake, and everyone who ate it has woken up with food poisoning. That is, everyone at the wedding apart from Anastasia and I. Given their current state, Declan and Emily aren’t able to go on their honeymoon and weren’t able to change their accomodation. Rather than let the tickets go to waste, they offered them to the only 2 guests who hadn’t gotten sick. That is, Anastasia and I. Despite how horrible a week with her sounds, a free trip to the Bahamas is something I could definitely go for. So, not wanting to be petty and refusing the gift, I opted to accept the tickets. Here’s hoping she declines and I have a hotel room to myself.
To my surprise, I receive a text from an unknown number. It was short and to the point. “Got your number from Emily. Be here at 9am Tuesday so we can catch the flight. DONT be late.” Well, there goes the idea of a nice relaxing week alone.
The unlikely plus one – part 2
It’s Sunday afternoon, and I’m adding the finishing touches to my suit. I finish tying up my laces before fastening the top button of my shirt and tying a deep blue tie around my neck. I throw my suit jacket on, and place a few sprays of cologne around my body before taking a look in the mirror. I stand tall in a sleek black suit, my hair tied back and beard well groomed. “Here’s hoping I haven’t outdone Declan” I say laughing as I head out to pick up my “date”.
I find myself on the same set of steps I nervously walked up just a few days ago to knock on her door, but the nerves feel more akin to butterflies this time. Why the fuck do I feel this way? I guess she was popular at school for a reason, but that doesn’t excuse her rotten attitude. I knock on the door again, 3 loud knocks just like before. However, as the door opens this time, I am hit with a scent that can only be described as the gardens of heaven. Every flower known to man, intricately intertwined in an intoxicating concoction of pure bliss. The only thing to drag me back down to earth was the sight of who would walk out of that door. It was Anastasia, but not in any way that I had seen her before. Her clear skin shining like the sun itself, with a hint of rose on her cheeks. Dark black locks flow effortlessly on either side as she steps out in a dark olive dress that can barely contain her curves. Thin straps give way to a bare chest, with large buxom breasts stretching the satin fabric. The dress doesn’t just curve around her figure, it ebbs and flows, dancing between her relatively thin waist and wide hips. She was by no means a thin woman, but the protrusion of her chest and hips left her waist looking like a corset had been used to squeeze her together. Her plump lips part, adorned in a deep red colour, to say nothing more than “it’s 6:05. You’re late.” And just like that, the illusion is broken. “After you.” I say, leading her over to my car. From behind, the dress does little to hide the recoil in her ass with every step. I open the passenger door for her and help her in, before closing it and walking around to the front of the car. All I can think about as I walk around is the goddess who opened the door mere seconds ago. I try to find the words to describe her in my mind without being disrespectful, but fuck. She’s a sexy bitch.
The unlikely plus one – part 1 (enemies to lovers)
Please read my comment underneath for a little context behind this :)
I sat there looking at the text exchange between Declan and myself. The wedding invitation, the request for me to bring a partner for the photos, the list of attending women; of which I know none. Well, none, apart from one. The one girl I absolutely despise, the one who made my school life a living hell. The bitch queen herself. Anastasia (DUN DUN DUNNNN). “You actually want me to ask that bitch out?” I send in an angry text. Declan soon responds “look man, you’ll be doing me and Emily a huge favour. She’s Emily’s best friend and she doesn’t have a plus one either. She’s in the same boat as you really, doesn’t know anyone else there. Please, it would mean a lot.” I scoff at his text “yeah, can’t imagine why she has no one to take” I say out loud before throwing my phone down on the bed and pacing around the room. I soon pick it up again and reply “fine. But you owe me. What’s her address?”
“Her address? What for?”
“Look I’m not going to ask her to join me over text. She may not deserve it but it would be a bit rude not to ask her to her face.”
“Thank you so much Stefan! Emily will love you for this I promise, it’s [address here]”
“Yeah yeah, whatever. I’ll see you Sunday.”
[Group] Wild at college
At University, I (19F) got drunk and allowed two guys to double penetrate me. This wouldn’t have been so bad if it wasn’t in a room full of students. I got a dreadful reputation. Afterwards, boys would just knock on my hall of residence door at all hours expecting sex. I once had one guy fucking me with two sat on my desk waiting. If it was the wrong time of the month, I’d just give blow jobs.
Whenever my parents visited, I couldn’t wait to get them out of the halls just in case something was said. I have no idea what happened that first year, I was brought up in a respectable family. The second year I moved into a house share with two female students I didn’t know, and the madness ended. If I’m ever asked, I never reveal my ‘number’ I simply deduct that year.
Whilst writing this confession I tried to remember the number that first year at Uni. I can recall some of the names, as a few I knew them well, others are just faces; that gave a horrific figure of 40. However, I know there are more; I would put a figure of about 60 different men that year.
Playing Mind Games [40M/18F] [Mind Control] [Cheating]
*Every character in this story is 18+. Mind-control is inherently non-consensual but keep in mind that the user in this story is particularly heartless.*
The creaking of footsteps coming down the stairs made Felix turn around. He didn’t really care about football, but he still never passed on an invitation to visit his old friend, Earl, if only for a chance to catch a glimpse of his son’s girlfriend, Danielle. It was a ridiculous infatuation, he knew it. What would a youthful pink-haired girl full of life and promise want of a balding old married man like him
Nevertheless, seeing her walk around smiling in her cute little outfits was the highlight of his week. He had written off this visit as a dud, having not seen her while he was upstairs, and it wasn’t likely she’d have any business in the basement. He spared a glance anyway.
Adorable little feet with pink nail polish… this was it! He couldn’t believe it. Oh, what beautiful long slim legs she had. Today was such a blessing. Freshly waxed pussy lips rubbing against each other as she walked down the steps, a ray of sunshine from the opened door shining through the small gap underneath, between her thighs. That… was impossible. Had he finally lost his mind?
Sophomore year of college, I got passed around a group of girls as a pussy eating FWB. Part 2 (M/F 19/20) (oral) (fucking)
My FWB, Sharon, ended up getting back together with her boyfriend, so we stopped our activities, much to my disappointment. I was still friends with her and all of her roommates, who lived across the hall from me in my apartment building. Sharon had a roommate named Gigi, who was probably the quietest of the roommates. Gigi had dark hair, almost black, she was petite and she had a just a nice regular body. Not chubby, not thin, just sort of nice. I thought she was pretty cute, although she wore too much makeup. I guess she had small to medium sized tits and a pretty good ass.
Gigi was friendly with her roommates and us, but she definitely was less outgoing. She seemed like a homebody, many times just staying to herself in the apartment, rather than going out or even coming across the hall to our apartment. At Thanksgiving break, we had no classes on Wed, Thurs and Fri, but some people who lived farther away just skipped class on Mon and Tues to make it a whole week off and some people had no class on Tues. Both my roommates and Gigi’s roommates fell into that category, so we were the only two people in our two apartments on Tuesday night. We both had a test late in the day Tuesday, so we could not leave campus early.
[FM] Seven years ago this morning I had one of, if not the, most intense orgasms of my life
Yes I still remember the date lol.
I was 24 at the time. It was an ordinary morning, my boyfriend at the time and I were naked in bed just waking up. We began making out, enjoying our naked bodies pressed together and our bare feet rubbing together. Things began progressing as they usually did, we sucked each other’s nipples, he sucked my toes and licked my feet, then ate my pussy until I came, then slid back up and kissed me as he slid his cock inside of me. We fucked in missionary for awhile while making out, then I climbed on top of him and rode him as he sucked my nipples until I squirted. Then I was on my back and he was standing off the bed fucking me with my toes in his mouth. Now at this point I should mention that all of this we’d done several times before in the 2 years we’d been dating. But as I neared my third orgasm of the morning something different happened. I start squeezing my nipples, and at that moment he ran his tongue across the sole of my foot, and like it just hit me, instant orgasm, almost blackout from pleasure, I screamed so loud I’m sure everyone heard, and I just flooded the bed. It’s weird, I’ve obviously had my soles licked before, but there was something about the timing that just triggered an orgasm so strong that I was stlll trembling 2 hours later. Oh and he pulled out and came on my tits at some point during my convulsions lol. I still masturbate thinking about that session
The Ranch – Chapter 6 (Jessica) [MF] [Passion]
I watched the confrontation from my bedroom window. My mom tried to pull me away, but I wouldn’t let her. Her eyes were glued to the scene below as well. My father and Jack staring down Sherif Williams and his two deputies. Fear clutched my chest as I watched, but relief soon followed as I watched the Sherif and his men leave.
My father said something to Jack, and I could only imagine what it was. Guilt slowly crept up on me as I remembered what my last words to Jack had been. I felt awful. He was guilty of nothing other than protecting me. I watched him walk away towards the bunkhouse.
I knew I shouldn’t, but I couldn’t help myself. I turned from the window and found my boots lying on my bedroom floor. The white dress I had worn the night before was crumpled in the corner, soon to be taken to the trash. I knew I could never wear it again without remembering what Jake tried to do to me.
I am so getting [f]ired for this
My colleague and I have already had a handful of non-physical explicit interactions, I’ve been very clear that we absolutely cannot get physical ever and he’s basically driving me wild with his creativity.
Most of us are in-office on Fridays and I came in only to find out he had booked an early morning meeting with me in my office. I definitely want him bad enough that it would push my limits, and I wasn’t sure if it was a teasing meeting or work related so I moved the location to one of our meeting rooms with the full glass walls next the busiest area so I wouldn’t be tempted.
He noticed this change and came into my office a few minutes before the meeting and closed the door behind him. He put two huge metal balls on my desk and asked me if I knew what they were, I had no idea, he said they were Ben Wa Balls and I remembered having seen them on Adam & Eve. He wanted to put them inside me and leave them there the whole day. I couldn’t let him get anywhere near my pussy in person but I was feeling frisky enough to do it anyway. So I put them in myself really quickly.
[F] FWB brings [M] Bro along to find [M] his bi side
Awhile ago I broke a covid sexual desert with an FWB and her brother. She’s an eager consumer of cock and likes to be filled and stretched by a big ‘un, and texted me she was quite hungry for one and we agreed to this weekend. She also said she was bringing her brother who professed a bi-curiosity and wanted to ask me about it. I thought to myself that “asking” would mean my dick in his ass within 2 hours of arrival.
Friday eve. they arrive. FWB is an athletic energetic person with nice perky tits that are tasty to lick. Bro is about 5’ 8″ tall, 8″ shorter than me but was a gymnast in HS and college and has stayed active and has a typical compact lean, muscular gymnasts body with a magnificent round muscular bubble butt.
They came in and sat in the tv room while I got us glasses of wine. Bro sat at the end of the coach, FWB took a perch on a side chair, I sat in the middle of the couch. We talked and sort of de stressed while having the wine.