[M] Braless Fridays

It was Jennifer’s first job in six months since she was laid off due to a failing tech based upstart company she had been with for over three years. Jen was a lifelong receptionist , exec assistant, secretary or any other name you can think of for the position. She was in her late forties her kids had just moved out and she was excited about her new purchasing position for a production company. The job seemed perfect competitive pay great benefits, weekly benefits and she would be working with two other girls to teach her the ins and outs of her new position.

Jennifer is 5’2″ long dirty blonde hair tanning salon olive skin, slightly on the chubby side but it was well proportioned round butt and pudgy tummy. Well except for her chest most of her extra weight resided here in her glorious 44 J cup breasts.

” Hey guys how’s it going?” Said Jen to Lisa the purchasing manager as she walked into the office space the three of them shared. The third being Maria another purchasing agent.

“Going great glad it’s Friday!!” Said Lisa in reply.

Tabitiha’s car trouble.

As Tabitiha is sitting in her car on the side of the road of a desolate road. Her car just decided to quit running and there is no cell service for a couple of miles. Only good thing she knows there is always a few cars on this road in the morning. As Tabitiha sits there waiting the think about the hot man she met on vacation. When she thinks of him her nipples get hard and her pussy gets wet.

Tabitiha decide just to relax and wait thinking of him and rubbing you hot pussy through her pink polka dot panties under her sexy pink and black polka dot dress. When Tabitiha touches her panties there soaked this man makes her that horny. He treated her like a little slut and she loved being used. Tabitiha hears a motorcycle coming but she continues to rub her pussy. Two bikes pass her bye the third one stops. The man gets off and comes up to Tabitiha he ask if he could help her. Tabitiha asks him if he could call a wrecker for her when he gets to town. He says nope but I will take you to one the man notices she is still rubbing her pussy Tabitiha says ok and gets out of her car and locks it.
He gives her a pair of sunglasses and starts his bike he tells her to get on and when you sit the bike the vibration feels awesome on her pussy now she knows why Woman are always smiling on the back of a Harley.

[MF] Who knew someone so small could be so strong

Longtime lurker first time writer! As my names sake implies I’ve hit that magic 30 and during the mild panic/retrospective I thought about all my sexual escapades and figured now is the time to share some of the more fun parts of the life I lived while staring in to the distant eyes of deaths cousin Midlife Crisis. Fast forward to time code Sexy Bit to skip background bits.

Now time for a little backstory/context for future stories about this FWB of mine. Taylor was a friend, and we had both done Theater work together her being a stage manager while I was in the booth doing booth things. We spent enough time together to be past the pleasantries and share a quick glance but being in a relationship at the time nothing ever came of it. She was petite with tight brunette curls, a very sexy pair of glasses, lovely pale complexion and strong set of C’s which she very proudly displayed during work weekends. Think a typical sexy librarian but the real life version instead of the crazy porn one.

[MF] Strangers on a Commuter Train Part III the ending [BBW, Voy, Dom]

Links to part 1 and 2 in the comments.

“Commuters no more”

The walk to my house was a few blocks from the train station. My body was on fire. The slight discomfort from walking with no panties combined with the moisture from the sweat, spit, and juices from my still sensitive pussy was muted by the sheer exhilaration of the control I was now wielding over my seatmate. This whole thing was so unlike me. I was the passive fat girl who apologized for my squeezing on the train on the way to my demure desk job. Part of me still felt a pang of the need to apologize for the forcefulness I was exerting on him. One glance over my shoulder showed that no apology was necessary. He was enthralled, dutifully staring at my round ass as i confidently walked ahead of him. We turned down a side street on the way to house and I slowed down. I reached down behind me and felt the front of his pants. I wanted to confirm that my new toy was still hard. He let out a soft sigh as i did so. The control I had on him was palpable. I didn’t know how far I wanted to push it but the mere extent of control I knew I had on him was sending waves of pleasure through me.

[MF] The Darling slut of New Orleans, Part 2

After that insanely good Friday night, I was buzzing all Saturday morning. No matter what, my New Orleans trip was going to be a success.

I checked a few messages with other potential partners, but all I was getting was either honest answers of how they weren’t going to make it out, or hints of ghosting. And because I fucked Darling raw the night before, there was only one girl that I was going to be able to fuck without condoms until my next doctor’s visit.

But Saturday, she was feeling Droppy.

Intense sex is a drug. It’s the most natural drug possible, but it’s a drug. It’s a massive release of adrenaline and dopamine and any other feel-good chemical your body has. So while you might feel high and pleasant after a good fuck, you might also feel that counter-swing into a mild depression or hangover. In BDSM, that’s called being Droppy. I only learned the name for this sensation about a year ago myself.

[MF] Backpacking Through Asia And Fucking The Only Person I’ve Ever Loved.

*This is a repost from a couple of months ago, but I deleted them for some personal reasons and just found all three posts. It’s not some Karma run around it’s just that I’ve received a healthy number of DMs asking for the story, so I figured it’d be ok to repost it. The entire sad affair resolved about 3 months ago and I’ve included that. It’s just all so much.

Also this is SUUUUPER long.*

slight trigger warning: this story contains light slapping, choking, and spanking. If you’re into that, like I am… holla! But if you’re not, i’ll offset those parts with a ***** so you can skip past it or skip to it. whatever floats your boat]

The summer after I finished law school, I decided to buy a little yamaha motorcycle in Indonesia, embark from Jakarta and take 4 months to ride it to Sumba (where my Indophiles at?). Since I didn’t start my job until January, I felt rather than feverishly studying for the bar with all my fellow striving future barristers, my time would be better spent looking for surf spots, drinking some bintang, and working on (in retrospect) really, really, I mean fucking really, bad poetry. I packed a duffel, got a hold of some austrian dude who had a bike for sale in jakarta, and headed over.

[MF] First Summer away – Losing my (hetero) virginity [Long][True][Kink]

Preface – If you’re new here I’d start by looking at my posts and reading my previous stories. It’s a 3 part story about how I lost my homosexual virginity. This story happened that same summer, just a couple weeks after the other story ended.

To preface the story a bit here are some things you, the reader, should know. I was raised very conservatively. I planned on saving myself for marriage and pre-marital sex was pretty much forbidden. That said before the summer I had done pretty much everything short of intercourse so it’s not like I was trying that hard to stay ‘good’ lol.

Story – Before I dive right into the story you really need to know some of the setup – it’s important and explains quite a bit about what happened that summer and what made it special. About February of my Freshman year of college I started realizing I needed a place to stay that summer, preferably somewhere I could work and make enough money to get me through the next year of college. Not to pay tuition or anything, Just $3-4K of fun money for dates, eating out, music, stuff like that.

My first time as the other woman [MF]

This is the fourth part in a series. I know what I’m doing isn’t the most moral.

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I was so nervous. I spent all day in the lab at school, but I eventually finished around 6pm. I knew he wouldn’t be free until around midnight.

I cleaned my already clean bathroom. Tried on 3 pairs of identical black tights. I sent him a picture of my outfit. Black tights and a grey shirt dress. I had on my favorite bra for emotional support. Cute and lacey. It’s much easier to feel confident in a cute bra.

I had started my period late the night before. I thought he would want to cancle but he said he didn’t mind if I didn’t. If I wanted to we could just talk.

I wanted more than just to talk.

Around 1am he finally texted me. He asked what I was doing. I was just reading a xanth novel. I asked about him. He had just fucked her, hard. She was passed out on their couch, completely spent and still covered in his cum.

Fuck I wanted him.

Chemistry

My decision to go to school was not entirely my own. College applications littered the kitchen table every time I would sit to eat breakfast. The same lecture penetrated my ears but nothing could get to me. After the argument about who would pay, I decided to get my grades up and gather as many scholarships as I could. Soon the effort paid off and I was able to go a college of my own choosing. My parents argued about my choice but I realized that it was my own adventure and they couldn’t do anything about it. The journey seemed easy as I already had a roommate and classes that peaked my interest in so many ways. One class in particular was computer science. The first day in class, we were assigned a twelve page paper and we had to create a game in JavaScript in two weeks. The stress was unbearable but exciting at the same time.Two weeks had passed and it was time to turn in my paper and project to Professor Fera. A weird exchange formulated as I gave him my paper to grade. An eyebrow raise as he looked intensely at me then took the paper from my hands. The next day class went on as usual then we were dismissed. I started to grab my things when the Professor called me to the front to talk about my paper. He told me to have a seat on his desk because he wanted to talk to me about the paper I wrote. Although I had seen him everyday for two weeks I didn’t realize how blue his eyes were behind his circle lenses. He paced in front of me for a moment then gently ran his fingers through his dark curly hair. “Tabitha, your paper is decent but it lacks some significant understanding about coding.” He stood for a second looking through me as if my response should appear magically.Then suddenly he stood right in front of me as my legs dangled from his desk. His lips became moist as he kept questioning me about the paper. My fat bottom began to warm his desk and I could feel my pussy swell up with juice. His intensity set my body ablaze and I wanted him to do something to me. “Tabitha are you listening to me?” he moved his glasses down to the edge of his nose focusing on my thighs. I snapped back into focus and told him yes I am listening. Standing, he leaned in close to me and stood in between my thighs. “Tabitha your paper needs some fixing but I can help you if you want me to?” he laid the paper down next to my thigh and gripped them with both his hands. Massaging my thighs he leaned closer to my ear whispering,”Do you want to be my best student?” as his two fingers pushed inside me in and out. I started to moan, but he put his hands to my lips to quiet my desire. The pulsating of my pussy reached a higher level as his fat cock begin to push against his pants. I asked him could I suck it and thats when he said,”One lesson at a time Tabitha.” he stopped fingering my wet pussy and told me to turn around. I was so high off his words that I turned and bent over on his desk. As my heart raced I imagined his fat cock deep in my anal. I wanted him to fill my hole so bad that I had already created the scene in my mind. The Professor spread my fat bottom and licked me all inside. His tongue put me over the edge and I felt as if I wanted to cum so badly but thats when he stopped, smacked my ass and said, “Tabitha join me and my wife for dinner tonight I love to share.”[Lfconfessions ](http://lfconfessions.com/2017/05/31/chemistry/)

[MFF] Threesome in Budapest While Backpacking

This is a real story that happened while I was backpacking through Europe. I spent two months traveling through eight different countries and, since I have some time, figured it’d be a good time to chronicle some of the many experiences I had. Suffice to say that as a 23 year old jumping around hostels, I had an overwhelming number of opportunities to get laid. I’m not the best writer, but I’ll try to make my stories readable.

Let me start off with a description of myself. I’m Asian, 5’11”, with black hair (obviously). I keep myself in shape by going to the gym and would describe myself as muscular. In terms of looks, I’d say that I’m decent looking (or as a French girl said, fucking hot–but that’s a story for another day). Hopefully I didn’t come off completely douchey describing myself–it’s hard! I’ll probably add at least a few of my other stories in the near future. This is the story about how I had a threesome in a Budapest hostel shower.