[20] [M]y [F]irst time fucking after two months [public] [long]

Long time lurker, first time poster. Hopefully you like it. (Also names and some details have been changed).

My girlfriend, Dina, had been abroad for two months on an internship and had just come back home. To celebrate, we decided to find a private spot at a beach and fuck (we both have pretty strict parents). To give you a description of us, she’s about 5’4″ with a thick ass and C cups, I’m about 5’9″ with a somewhat muscular build.

We go to the beach and start off on a picnic while we start planning our foray. As we eat and makeout and skip rocks and all that romantic shit, we realize it’s not private enough for our needs, and decide to head back to the car so I could finger her.

She’s wearing a dress but takes off her bottoms so I could have easier access to her pussy. Once she takes them off I can see how wet her throbbing pussy is and it makes me immediately hard. I start fingering her right there using the “come hither” motion (thanks Reddit). Dina starts moaning and enjoying my fingers as I’m playing with her clit, but it takes a while for her to cum since people keep walking by us in the parking lot. Read more »

[FF] I was 18 my first time…

Lana was the first person I met who used a garter belt.

At least the first girl close to my own age.

Everyone else at school was so conservative and uptight. Good Catholic girls who stuck to the rules of the uniform–white hose, pleated plaid skirt, white blouse, gray jacket, and a matching plaid necktie. And probably prim, white cotton panties and bra beneath it all.

But the conservative Catholic thing never fit me. As a first generation Hispanic immigrant, that was more my mother’s thing.

I wasn’t exactly a bad girl. But I still never really fit in with the other girls–mostly white girls with money. It made sense that I would gravitate towards Lana. Like me, she didn’t come from money. She was getting financial aid and her parents were working hard to keep her at boarding school.

She wasn’t a bad girl, either. Wicked would be a better word for her. Or sneaky. Or sly.

Lana was the type of straight A, overachieving teacher’s pet that had the faculty wrapped around her finger. They all thought the world of her. It’s hard to imagine that they had any idea what she was really like away from the classroom and the student government meetings and the Honors clubs. Hell–I didn’t even have an idea. Not at first. Read more »

Not a Sound, Pt. 3 (MF) (Cheating, Ageplay, Risky)

After I’d climbed into my sleeping bag for the night, having just left the tent of a recently fucked nineteen year old girl, I spent time looking at the wedding ring on my finger and tried to think back to how I’d felt on that day – love for my wife, excitement for the family we would have together and the future we would experience. I even had a good career that I enjoyed for the most part, still did.

So why was I trying to throw all that away with Emma?

For two nights now I had fucked the young student in my care, each time filling her with my cum, with barely any care for the consequences until it was dripping out of her. When I’d asked her nervously if she was on any birth control she had just laughed and wished me a good night. It was a laugh that tormented me as sleep finally pulled me under.

Once again there was no indication that anyone had heard what Emma and I had been up to as we all sat down for breakfast. This time the teen kept on looking at me as we snacked on dried fruit, a slight quirk to her full lips as she chewed slowly on a strawberry. Even the way she ate could make my lust for her stir. Read more »

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Intimacy a[F]ter [M]y Spinal Cord Injury

I had recently started college, and I had just gotten to a point where I felt comfortable going out with friends and experiencing life again. On a friday after class I decided to accept an invite out to a bar with some friends. It was me, my best friend, his girlfriend, and a girl that was visiting my best friends girlfriend. Her name was Samantha but she went by Sam. She is about 7 years older than me, so at the time I was 21 and she was 28. She was pretty tall, about 5ft 8, with long black hair, and a nice firm body. Anyway, back to the bar….We were all having a good time drinking and enjoying the night out. After a few shots of tequila I was doing my best to fend off my friends insisting on another round of shots while navigating my wheelchair though a mass of drunk people. I decided to go sit in an outdoor patio area that was connected to the back of the bar. I was sitting out on this patio getting some fresh air and enjoying my buzz when the aforementioned Sam walked out and started talking to me. We started talking about the my past since I had recently moved to Southern California for school. After a short pause in conversation she out of know where she told me that she thought that I was really cute. Without allowing time for my tequila fueled thoughts to form a response she reached over and started playing with my hair a little and rubbing my neck. I was feeling a nice buzz, and when she started rubbing my neck I couldn’t help but to lean my head back and shut my eyes. Suddenly she leaned over and kissed me on the lips. It was a timid and light kiss because I think she may have been afraid of how I might react, but when I leaned forward and kept my lips pressed against hers, she began to kiss me deeply. I slowly sucked on her bottom lip and then softly sucked on her tongue. We kissed for a few moments, and then she leaned back, smiled, and said “I can’t believe I just kissed you, sorry if that was too forward. I had a little more to drink than I thought”. I told her that it wasn’t too forward and that I loved the taste of her. Normally I would have never said anything so forward but I could still taste her on my lips and it was all I could think of. She blushed and laughed shyly while briefly looking away. Without a word she stood up from the chair she was sitting in next to me and moved herself to my lap. I briefly lost my train of thought as I watched the hem of her tight black dress slide up her thigh as she positioned herself against me. Sitting sideways both of her beautiful long legs hanging off one side she placed her hand on the back of my head running her fingers slowly through my hair. She pulled me towards her, parting my lips I felt her tongue gently slide into my mouth and for a time we became lost in each other. We sat on the outdoor patio for a while longer kissing and sharing a few words before she slid off my lap leaned forward placing her hand on my chest and kissing my lips briefly one more time. In a complete haze of inebriation, lust, and disbelief I made my way back to our table sensing Sam following behind. Perhaps because of there own advanced drunken state they didn’t seem to notice the stupid grins we each wore on our faces and the private looks we kept sharing across the table. Read more »

The Innocent Whore

Apologies for length and taking a while to get going in the beginning, I enjoy the setting parts of a story a lot, maybe too much. If you want to skip to the good parts, feel free to do so. Also, thinking of making multiple parts to this if there’s interest in what could happen. Ideas always welcomed as are PM’s.

Summer hit like a tidal wave of heat on our little farm town this year. It was like one week we were wearing sweatshirts to beat the brisk 50 degree weather Mother Nature imposed on us and the next even a tank top was too much. Heat wasn’t the issue, we’ve experienced heat down south before, but the suddenness of it make it especially brutal this year. Now, why am I telling you about the weather? Well, it’s simple really. In the comedic form of a Deadpool movie, this is the part where I make a metaphorical reference. Oh, what could heat possibly be referring to? Well, if you guessed a 5’2″, brown-haired, brown-eyed, beautiful country girl, please come collect your prize. She was 21 years old with perky B-cup breasts that fit her small frame [perfectly](https://i.imgur.com/st5Kz87.jpg); not egregiously popping off her chest but enough to still be noticed by any horny guy (or girl) walking by. Amanda was the kind of girl who never really flaunted her sexiness, despite knowing that she was clearly an attractive young woman. Read more »

[MF] She always knows exactly what I need

I come to your house tired and sweaty after tennis. You hear me let myself in and call out “I’m in here” from the bathroom. The lights are off. The jetted tub is surrounded by candles and thick with bubbles. Your hair is up in pigtails. The contrast of the tan lines on your breasts are stunning.

“Aren’t you going to get in with me ?”

I can’t undress fast enough. You pour warm water on me, then slowly wash my hair, my shoulders and chest…covering my face with soft kisses, whispering sweet, sexy things to me, then parting my lips with your tongue and sliding it into my mouth.

“Stand up, baby.” You lather my cock and slowly stroke me, your thumb making small circles under the head while gently cupping and massaging my soapy balls, then sliding your hand further back to tease my ass. Read more »

[FM] Say hello and introduce yourself after you’ve made me cum and kissed me

I had decided to give up on writing these success stories, but I guess I’m back to doing so. I’ll be uploading older ones in the next few weeks.
As my username suggests, I travel a lot and want to stay discreet. Reddit is a good place to find some fun on the road. This last NYC trip was extremely successful, Reddit treated me really well. A few months ago I ran across a sexy success post from a Redditor, let’s called him Johnny. I soon realized he was in NY, I quickly messaged him and told him I was going to be in NYC in a few months. Long shot but figured maybe down the line we could get together. We talked a bit and never again. When I got to my hotel in NYC, I sent him a text that I was in town, was expecting no response. He replied and after a few messages we agreed to meet in 2 nights. We agreed to play differently, he was going to text me when he got to my hotel, I was going to leave my door open and lay naked waiting for him. We were to not say a word to each other. Read more »

My Possessive Girlfriend (MF, femdom, cum, handjob)

I used to have this possessive girlfriend, Ana. Now, I’m not a jealous person. at least not before I dated Ana. I think her craziness rubbed off on me and I only became jealous because she was so possessive.

we were on our way to my friend Ian’s party and I know something is wrong because she is too quiet and she seems happy. Ana, is never Quiet. I look over to her and smile but I accidently furrow my brow as I do and of course she picks up on it.

“what was that look for?”

“Nothing baby, no look.” I replied

“are you mad at me? Why are you confused, Turn around we shouldn’t even go to this party. I don’t want to watch you around all of those whores anyways.”

“those whores are my friends girlfriends and wives” letting myself get emotional.

Ana continued to fight with me until we parked outside of Ian’s house she was sitting as far away from me in the passenger’s seat would allow with her arms crossed alligator tears welling up in her eyes, but not yet escaping the eye lids. Read more »

[FF] My weekend being dominated by my goth queen

Last weekend I was going to the gym out of town during a visit with friends and I met the most beautiful girl at the gym. She’s pretty much the definition of big tiddy goth gf so I was falling in love the minute I saw her. I was falling in love even MORE when she closed the gym early and I ate her out in a sauna. What’s important is that she’s one of the kinkiest people I’ve ever met, and she has access to her parents’ credit card, so we spent this weekend alone (sort of) in a hotel room…

I took the afternoon off on Friday to catch my bus down. Honestly I think my bosses are getting tired of me taking all these long weekends, but I don’t really give a fuck. If they want me to care more they should pay above minimum wage. At least my kinky goth queen, Olivia, treats me nice. Unlike my boss.
I got to the hotel and Olivia was already waiting. She had been wearing workout clothes when we met last week, which she looked amazing in. It was still a big shock when I went up to the room with my suitcase to find her in five-inch black heels, tight-as-fuck pants, and the hottest fucking leather corset I’ve ever seen in my life. She was wearing a black collar and thick dark smoky eye. Her hair was up in a high, dark ponytail. I could tell immediately that she had done this before and I was so fucking happy. Read more »

Force in Balance, Part 3 [sci-fi, MF, Fdom, anal, mast, oral, tf] (Star Wars)

*Hey, this is Part 3 of my story inspired by a prompt on /r/DirtyWritingPrompts! I’ll link to parts 1 and 2 in the comments since links aren’t allowed in the description. I’m working on Part 4 right now, which will likely be the final chapter. Enjoy!*

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Darth Makhet led the way back inside, Rinn close behind her. Makhet strolled casually through the section of the dormitory that the droids had made up for them. She continued past the lounge and dining area to the two bedrooms, peeking first into one, then the other. Evidently settling on the first one, she doubled back, grabbing hold of Rinn’s erection as she walked past him. With a firm grip she towed him to the large bed, neatly made with minimalist white dressings and lit through a slatted skylight.

She stopped at the head of the bed, guiding Rinn to sit with his back against the pillows along the wall. He did so in almost quivering eagerness, looking over at her, his hands running over her hips and ass as he forced himself to be patient. But Makhet stayed standing beside the bed, her eyelids falling as she laid her hands on his temples, deep in concentration. Read more »