The Games She Plays (Part 1) [F][voy][exh][reluc][ENF]

**The Games She Plays (Part 1) [F][voy][exh][reluc][ENF]**

Regina spent every night before bed on FacePlace. She wasn’t the only one at college, of course, but with her it was part of her nightly routine: finish her reading, brush her teeth, get undressed, put on pajamas (or a nightgown if it was warm), and sit down in front of her laptop with a cup of tea to read what was going on in everyone’s lives. Her roommate had a more hands-on approach to the world, out almost every night, drinking, partying, half the time not even sleeping in her own bed. It wasn’t that Regina was a goody-two-shoes, she just liked to keep her private life private, and quiet evenings on the computer helped with that.

She read up on her old high school friends, made a few off hand comments to pictures and updates, and browsed through what others had shared. She saw one of those surveys, they kind that tell you what kind of Potter character you are, or Star Trek, or whatever was in the theaters that week. Most of them were probably invented by marketers, but fun, regardless. “What kind of FacePlace user are you?” One of her high school friends commented: ‘Guess I’m a Creeper…lurking, never sharing. How about you?’ She’d shared it with a lot of people. Read more »

I know the taste of period blood… [MF]

As a person with a lot of fetishes i have tried a lot in my lifetime, however the one i remember the best was a story from a while back, this was the first time i had an experience with a more *unusual* fetish of mine.
So i was together with a short redheaded girl and we had fooled around for about 3 weeks before. The most common thing we did was i enjoyed eating her out and she REALLY enjoyed being eaten out, to the point where i would be teasing her to the point where she grabbed my head and pulled me down toward her crotch.
This particular day she was on her period, we were fooling around and as i was about to go down on her she said :

“trust me you dont wanna do that”

I knew she was on her period so i said something like :

“oh right”

We kept dry humping and making out for a while and then i once again started kissing her around her crotch and stomach (she still had pants and panties on), she kept saying stuff along the lines of Read more »

Waking up horny [F] and wanting to play [M]

This is my first time positing and warning it is relatively long. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it.

Being in a long distance relationship there’s nothing better than waking up and having him next to me. This however was the last day we would see each other in a while, so as always I moved closer for morning cuddles. I had woken up horny and knew that I needed him. I moved in to steal a kiss but he moved out of my reach, he was playing hard to get. I could feel my horniness growing after numerous attempts of trying to get my kiss. This is when I knew that to get what I want I would have to try harder. Read more »

The second time that I know of that she cheated on me while we were dating. Fucking a a guy after the bar. [MF]

This was the Fall of her Senior Year of College after she had fucked the guy from her home town but before she fucked a friend of a good friend.

The next guy she fucked that fall semester after fucking the guy from her home town was a guy after the bar. She is at the bar with her slutty friend. There was a guy there from one of her classes that she liked who was hot. She is drinking and dancing with him. She gets drunk at the bar. After the bar closes he tells her he goodnight and that he was going home. When she is leaving the bar her slutty friend talks her into going to his house. So her friend takes her to his house and drops her off. Not sure how they knew where he lived or just followed him. That night I tried calling her all night (no cell phone then) I was at a different school two hours away. When I got a hold of her the next day she told me a bunch of them went to his house after the bar to listen to music and she fell a sleep. Wasn’t until years later I found out she was dropped of by herself after the bar for what I would call a booty call. Read more »

The time I [M] met up with a stranger [M] via Craigslist in a foreign country. First and only [bi] experience.

Bit of a long one. Scroll down to — for good stuff.

So, in 2016, age 23 I moved from home (in Europe) to a country in the Middle East for work – it’s a place not known for its liberal values, and pre-marital sex is forbidden (as is anything homosexual). Guesses on the back of a postcard…

I was single and lived alone in a flat, with plenty of time off and knew no one in the country apart from colleagues. I had been a long time browser of Craigslist casual encounters – both straight and bi – but I’d never acted on anything because of its reputation and being a bit afraid of random encounters.

Anyway, I thought that now would be the time to pursue my fantasy – sucking off a guy. There’d hopefully be no repercussions and I could relax with the anonymity of it all. It couldn’t have gone better.

After a few drinks, I put out an m4m advert – can’t exactly remember – but along the lines of ‘young, regular bicurious guy looking for older (preferably hung) European guy for a one off meet’. I included a candid nude picture and a brief description – I’m not a 10/10 but not ugly either – and got a whole heap of replies (that’ll be because: super repressed Middle Eastern countries huh?). Read more »

Paean of Beauty and Joy [sandwich][MF?]

The car door says “whumpf” and the engine says ahahahaha gruuuuuummmmmmmmrumrumm to the tyres who respond with an excited gravelly crunch as they pull away. We’re alone. I take a moment to reflect on that. I breathe slowly in through my nose and out through my mouth. I promised myself that the last time was the last time. I promised myself that I would be strong. I can choose to make better choices. I stand quietly in the bedroom watching the car pull away, and desire courses through my veins making me reel. I lean against the doorframe and rest my head on the wall. I mustn’t. It’s wrong.

Slowly I walk down the stairs, pretending to myself that I have a choice in this still, that I’m not going where I am going. My feet carry me of their own accord, directed by some secret, shameful part of me. We stop, my feet and I, outside the kitchen. You’re in there, waiting for me. I know you’re in there. I run my finger along the doorhandle pensively. I could go and do something else. I could go and do some housework, for example. I don’t have to make this choice. I could choose to be better. Read more »

Kylie’s Adventure – Part 1. [fm][Naked in school]

I hope this isn’t against the rules. This is my attempt to generate interest in the fairly dead Naked In School genre. Based on the name alone you should have an idea what it’s about, and if it’s not your thing, you’ve been warned.

The premise is that in the not too distant future a second sexual revolution is happening in which absolute sexual liberation occurs. In an attempt to eliminate the old world notions of modesty, shame, and sexual repression schools begin instituting a naked in school program. The general format is that students are selected to spend one full week completely naked at school and generally do all gender segregated activities with the opposite gender. Students are encouraged to accept all non penetrative sex acts requested of them during their week. Ages are typically middle through high school.

Anyways, sorry for the long intro. I give you Kylie’s Adventure.
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The pamphlet came in the mail the week before Kylie started the 7th grade.

Mom handed it to her with a slightly amused expression over dinner (spaghetti and meatballs). Her dad was also looking at her weird. Read more »

Fabreau

Nothing has ever turned me on more than power. If that’s a kink, then I have it. There is nothing in this world more sexy than the feeling of a man having complete and utter control over you in every way of life.

Today is the day Opulence Magazine, my place of work for over 5 years was to be taken over by the prominent Fabreau Publishing Corporation. One of many business ventures of the mysterious billionaire behind it all. Fabreau is a household name, manufacturing everything from computers to coffee cups, and now they’ve decided to expand into lifestyle magazines. It was a sudden yet non-hostile takeover, and so far there have been no firings. I hold out hope that my job will be spared, but in the week since the company was purchased nothing significant has happened. Read more »

Having a wife isn’t so bad [FM] [facefucking]

I don’t know why every guy i meet complains about having a wife. Having a wife is amazing.

For starters, i mean eventually they quit arguing with you or doing that one thing you don’t like. Could take months, years, but eventually they get worn out on it, right? I think every woman works that way. To tell you the truth though, i’ve only ever been with Molly.

She’s a staunch feminist, we met in college and hit it off. We liked to talk and just kept talking (and fucking) right through college and into marriage.

When we first started having sex, i remember that she started out just like you’d expect: don’t cum in my mouth. Don’t play with my asshole. I’m not shaving. Don’t give me a hickey. Don’t pinch my nipples – don’t do this, that, anything but put a condom on. I never dared to suggest taking that off, even though she was on birth control.

Jane is lovely, i thought to myself, but she is uptight when it comes to sex. I didn’t let that stop me from loving her though, and well, here we are 10 years later. Read more »

First Night in the New Apartment [Mf][oral]

I had just finished setting up my place in my new apartment. A ball game was on TV but I kept thinking about this barely legal green eyed blonde named Courtney who gave me her number after I installed her family’s Wi-Fi system in their house. Would she still be interested? She had to. She’d eyed my athletic build and said that liked that I was ten years older than she. Plus she’d flashed me her boobs. I got up and rummaged around in my business file where I’d shoved her number to find her hastily written sticky note. I walked back to my couch and sat before picking up my phone to tap her number onto its screen. She answered it with a curt ‘hello.’

“Hey, it’s Ross. The computer guy.”

“Ross,” she mischievously answered. “What’s up?”

“Not much. Hey, I just moved into a new apartment. Was wondering if you’d like to come over and watch a movie or something.”

“Or something?”

“Whatever you want to do.”

“I think I can come over. Give me an hour.”

“Sure.” Read more »