Take Control Of The Night [M/F] [Domination] [Teasing]

“You cannot touch me.”

His eyebrow raised up at my comment, lips curled in that sexy smirk as he sat quietly on the leather armchair waiting for me to continue.

“You have to stay perfectly still and let me do whatever I want to you. If I feel your hands on me at any time, this will stop. Got it?”

He slid further down on the chair, legs spread slightly as he raised his hand up a little. When I told him to wear something comfortable, I did not expect the black silk pajama bottoms he currently had on. Incredibly soft to the touch from the look of them as they sat dangerously low on his hips, showing off every delicious inch of tanned skin and those beautifully toned abs.

I sighed and cocked my head to the side. Why does he have to do this to me? “Yes?”

“Am I able to speak?”

The smirk on his face widened to a grin and the fleeting thought of leaving him with the biggest case of blue balls was becoming more and more prominent in my mind.

The pre-game meet leads to party sex. One or two pics in comments. [m][f] [f][f] [group]

Zena hosted a pre-game to Saturday night’s [sex party](https://medium.com/@testing78378_Seattle255/our-guide-to-sex-parties-revised-d0452b400ea1). She has great taste in friends and now lives with David, who shares her interests and who may have fucked C at the party (although I don’t recall and am getting ahead of myself, temporally speaking, which is like assuming fellatio prematurely). So we went and met people, but I was most curious about a text Zena had sent previously: “I’m trying to get a gang bang for my friend Elena.”

Okay, that caught my attention, although I do argue that sex parties are not the optimal places to organise gang bangs. Good sex parties don’t allow single men, for the most part, although guys well-known to the hosts may sometimes attend, so there usually isn’t a surplus of cock on command, such that one woman can command three or four or more guys at a single go. I say “three or four guys” because authorities disagree on whether three men or four men is the lowest number required for a gang bang.

[FFM] Miami Spring Break – Edited – Pic inside

I started this on my phone and left a cliff hanger after 2 paragraphs…sorry!

After a long day on the boat the alcohol and good times had been following, Tiff and Tory were in the water floating around the boat party being flirty and sassy. A lil background Tiff is my wife and Tory is her best friend on vacation for a few days. You can see pics of my wife in history and Tory looks very similar but is a small voluptuous bbw.

Back to the day in question, we had been drinking all afternoon and now the girls were worked up after playing love connection and talking about sex for hours. Tiff climbs back on the boat and orders me into the cabin, she demands that I strip my shorts and comes over to make my dick hard for Tory to suck. No more than 2 min later up onto the boat climbs Tory topless and straight for the the cabin where I’m sitting back watching my wife suck my cock into a full grown hard one. Tory leans over and joins her kissing the base of my dick while wifey sucks on the head.

I just swallowed cum for the first time. [MM]

I’m a 22 year old bisexual guy and I like to use Grindr to get some hook ups. I’m 5’3”, white, skinny, dark long hair with a light beard. If it wasn’t for my beard, I would appear to be 18 years old instead of 22.

I had some encounters before, some good, some not. Today, I was horny, so I opened the app and started to chat, looking for someone close to me. It’s very hard for me to find a guy I’m attracted to, because I have such a small filter. But I still like to suck and be sucked by guys I’m not even attracted to. And that’s what I decided to do. Eventually I found an older guy (31 yo) and had to his place without my dad seeing I left home.

When I got there, he was a little different than what he appeared to be on the photo, but he was still ok. Again, appearance wasn’t important in the moment. He was a white guy, a little bit muscular, my height, also with a light beard. He led me to his room and asked if I liked to kiss. I said “sometimes” and we started kissing. We grabbed each other’s dicks trough our clothes and he was already super hard. We stripped each other and started to jerk each other off. I usually have difficulty getting hard with guys, I don’t know why (if someone can help me figure it out, I appreciate). But even though I wasn’t hard, I was still enjoying it.

[MF] The Girl Next Door (True Story)

I remember you like it was last night. It was getting late and I had just made it to the apartment after that grueling two and a half hour drive home from Panama City. I lazily walked up the three flights of stairs to my residence, head down and arms swinging, not paying much attention to my usual ascent and then my peripherals spot you… Sitting on the very top step of our level. A glass of whiskey in your hand and a dying cigarette in your other. You shuffle over to the railing as I make my way past and give me a polite “excuse me” with a smile.

As I unlock the door to my unit I turn my head towards your direction, admiring your figure from behind. Your freshly sun-kissed skin and showered blonde hair are dead give aways that you were at the beach today. I tried imagining you in a bikini. Lucky beach goers.

Using Guerilla Warfare on my husband [26M] to get me [26F] Knocked Up. [MF] [Kink/light bondage] [Deception] [Romance]

I have been lurking here for sooo long, and I love reading these stories. After quite a bit of help from my Husband, I have written what I think is a pretty good account of some of our stories together, he audited them adding in quite a bit more detail. I won’t post them in chronological order, more in an order of preference, which I hope will work out

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The only thing I was hoping Mark would change after we got married was his attitude towards having children. I always wanted two while I was still young, hopefully during our first year of residency. Mark wasn’t thrilled about having any but was open to it, just wanting to push it off. I, like many women, attributed this to his pre-marital nervousness about the loss of some masculine freedom with having children, hoping he would grow up when he got married. He did not.

Several weeks before our wedding, I stopped taking my birth control in hopes that our wedding night would result in a pregnancy. While we did have amazing, life changing (unprotected) sex on our special night, it was late during my luteal phase so nothing came of it. After that, Mark told me he wasn’t ready to be dad, and started pulling out for sex. Here’s a story of my struggles over the next year.

How [M]y [F]iance and I both lost our V-cards in 12 hours – pt. 1 [anal, kinda long]

So a little background on the two of us, we are both in our early 30’s, I am 6’1” 225ish with a muscular build dark brown hair and brown eyes. She is 5’4”, round perky breasts and a slim frame that somehow fits the juiciest ass and thighs that further are accentuated by her slim waist. She has long brown hair that falls to her lower back and beautiful brown eyes that are the epitome of the doe-eyed look. Long story short, she’s perfect and I am going to fuck her for the rest of my life.

Her first anal – part 1 [MF]

We were fuck buddies. We had known each other for a few months, and had been able to get together for a few quickies. She gave really good head, and loved sex in general. We never had a lot of time, and so had never really been able to experiment and play.

My SO was out of town, and my FB knew she was going to be gone a couple days. She called me up after midnight and said “I’m horny. You need to come over right away. My toy isn’t doing it for me tonight.”

She lived 30 minutes away, but I swear I was up, dressed and there in 20. She had left the door unlocked, and I had instructions to come in, take off my clothes, and be naked when I walked in the bedroom.

There was just a little night light on, and I could see her on the bed. The covers were thrown back, and she was naked, in the classic M position, softly playing with herself. I was already hard, but now I started to throb. I came over, crawled between her legs, and started licking her already creamy pussy. It was delicious. She came in just moments, already excited and ready, having edged herself the whole time it took me to arrive. Her thighs squeezed my head as she bucked against my face. It felt great to bring her off like that.

[MF] Best head I’ve ever gotten, from a “lesbian” [Cheating]

We had known each other since middle school, when we were growing up she was kind of an ugly duckling not to be mean. She was nice but was overweight when we were kids, during high school she really slimmed down and became really hot but still had a lot of self esteem issues. She was Asian and had a couple piercings (after high school she also got these bows tattooed to the backs of her legs). I was always nice to her and we were friend, during high school she flirted with me a few times. One day she was really horny, not letting go of me when hugging and even grabbed my dick over my jeans, I grabbed her tits under her shirt and we made out but it didn’t go any further, so I thought that was the most we’d ever do.

During college I came home for winter break and was staying a few days with my parents. I grew up in one of those towns where if you didn’t leave after high school you’ll probably be there for the rest of your life. Anyway we had recently started talking again and one night I had a her over my parent’s to watch a movie(which she brought and we never put on haha).

[FF][mast] The Tutor pt. 8

Sorry this update took so long. Spring Break sucked all my time away.
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Chapter 8
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Alicia’s roommate was out for the night, so there were no awkward questions to answer about her bruised face and arm when she got back to her room. After a long, hot shower, Alicia dressed in a plain gray nightshirt and white cotton panties. She double-checked the lock on her door, climbed into her twin bed, and turned to face the painted cinder block wall.

There was an ugliness growing inside her. It had weakened her somehow. Alicia had always considered herself strong, but now the idea of facing Dillon in Sociology made her physically ill from fear. The idea of others finding out how stupid she’d been left her shaking. That confidence she’d possessed all her life had suddenly blown away like morning mist. She had no idea how to get it back.

Painful thoughts circled endlessly. Megan’s utter rejection. Dillon’s cruel rape. Her own guilt about using Adam and Carlos for her own pleasure. The spiral of self-hate swirled around her until she felt crushed by it. There was no spark of light to show her the way out. In those darkest hours before morning, Alicia seriously considered how she might permanently end her misery.