“I’ll Take That Bribe” [MF] Sensual Encounter With Sexy Colleague

Note: This was written for her as a bit of a grease the day after…and shared here with her blessing ;)

For you my sexy friend,

I woke up this morning distinctly aroused replaying the details of yesterday’s events. My fingers tracing the outline of my rapidly growing cock as the images of the previous day unfolded in my mind….

…. Yesterday stated with the tempered anticipation of meeting her. I soon found out that I was not the only one doing battle with my mind. With a message she mirrors what I am thinking, “This sounded like a better idea last night” With that, I am equal parts relieved and selfishly disappointed.

Moving on with my day, I find myself sitting in front of Starbucks an hour later. Not with the intention of teasing, but to let her know I was still thinking about her, I send a simple message “coffee is necessary”, to which she replies…

“I’ll take that bribe”

Pulse quickens

Is she teasing me?

No…

Within a few minutes and 2 stops later (one for coffee and one for responsibility sake) I was headed her way. Read more »

The Art of Basic Affection [mf]

(Short, softcore poem about intimacy that’s missing from casual hook-ups. Not hot and heavy like some of the others in here, but the kind of stuff that raises my heart-rate. If there’s a better place to post this let me know.)

The boys took me out for a drink
“You’ve had too much time to think”
Good intentions couldn’t erase my broken heart
“We’ll teach you, picking up ladies is an art”

They laughed and discussed the girls nearby
Who they’d rate low, who they’d rate high
My mind was elsewhere, as was my heart
“I suppose leaving my home is a good start”

My words went unheard, their fun was unaltered
I stepped out for a smoke to avoid the awkward
Looking up into the sky, taking a deep inhale
I resisted the urge to release a wail

A few feet to my left, I saw the spark of a light
It was possible something beautiful could happen tonight
Her curls swayed with the wind, her eyes gazing the stars
A beauty so timeless, described in memoirs Read more »

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Sixteen (Ch 12-13)

Don’t miss the beginning! Ch 1-2: https://redd.it/830r3q

Ch 3: https://redd.it/838ha8

Ch 4-5: https://redd.it/83c7zo

Ch 6-7: https://redd.it/83ikqv

Ch 8-9:https://redd.it/83o4qb

Ch 10: https://redd.it/83x07i

Ch 11: https://redd.it/844tck

Chapter 12

Sweet Torture

She lets out a giggle as he traces another line up her belly. It was the middle of the day, the sun still hung high in the sky. They lie in bed, and he was thoroughly teasing her. She watches the grin on his rugged face as his fingers trailed around, tickling her lightly before dipping back down to her wetness. She gasped, and let out a soft moan, a small part of her wishing he would stay there this time and bring her to sweet climax.

She bites her lip as he leans in towards her, his fingers still swirling around tantalizingly in her folds. He grins over her nipple, closing his teeth gently over the puffy nub. She can feel herself gasp as he does this, his piercing grey eyes giving her a look that is driving her wild. She squirms. Read more »

A fantasy becomes reality [group]

This happened a couple weeks ago and the images of the experience likely (hopefully) will be ingrained in my memory forever. I’m a senior in college. While I don’t have a girlfriend, per se, I do have friend with benefits I’ve been hooking up with for most of the year this year. We will call my friend Lara in this story. Lara is 5’4″, brown hair, brown eyes, with a petite body, fit/tight ass and sexy 34B tits. We were out a couple weekends ago having drinks with friends, partying it up a bit. We were hanging out in one of my buddy’s apartments playing some drinking games. My friend, Jack, has a girlfriend he met 2 years ago and they’ve been dating ever since. We will call her Jess and I’ve definitely checked her out a few times. She’s pretty stunning at 5’6″ with blond hair, blue eyes, tanned skin, and a really tight body (tits probably a 34C or so). Read more »

The Calm Before The Storm [MF]

Stuart Zinzan Wilcox – that name Zinzan only ever
seems to appear in a couple of families. The Wilcox family were one. He was turning fifty-five shortly. Had I seen a lot of him since he returned to the area almost two years ago? Not really. We caught up but it was usually at family gatherings. He was a busy man with his business Hot Stones booming all over the country. He was called upon to be an authority on things such as massage of all kinds. He was quick to stress that the tantra stuff was not all about being erotic but the freeing and relaxation from within. I believed him too. I had seen him on TV several times explaining exactly what the yoni and lingam were and I would sit there with my
mouth ajar. I actually visited him at least twice a week but it was purely for a bog standard body massage. Such things were becoming increasingly important as I started to stress out about the book launch. He suggested I come over and get out of the environment of home. Read more »

[M]ed school adventures (Part 2), [F] entering the basement

This story was the second encounter, which happened after the first one: [reddit!](https://redd.it/7z5nzv).
I keep it short for those who don’t want to read the background again. I am a former Med student, 1.85m tall, slim fit, dark blonde hair with an overdose of libido. Happy married and never the less gave in an opportunity. Berry has been a long-term friend and fellow student in med school. She is tall, slim body, with shoulder length hair, deep brown eyes, perky tits and firm ass. Intelligent and bright, confident, but not that much of an extrovert. She herself is a long term and shortly open relationship.

After our first encounter with Berry at my Side-job work base at the hospital, I felt numb. I couldn’t really accept what I had done. I always indent to live a good and moral life and cheating was definitely treason. It felt like a blurry, unrealistic dream I had. It was an exciting dream though, but on the other hand the thought of having betrayed my love of my life tore me down. I became angry with myself. I was confronted with my desires. And I lost a battle. I thought about the things that would happen if anyone would recognize. My friends, family, wife, I would be a huge disappointment. At this time, I was sure: I would not let it happen again… Read more »

Close encounters of the Target kind [MF]

I visited a Target in a county of Maryland, picking up some travel-sized items for an upcoming trip. I was not dressed to impress. I was looking borderline homeless. Unkempt beard. Ahhh Real Monsters t-shirt. Plaid shorts with stains on them. Old sneakers. Literally from lounging to Target. I probably would have fit in better at a Wal-Mart but as someone who wears suits all the time, dressing way down is just as nice as dressing up.

Anyways, some second-rate holiday was coming up. Maybe St. Patrick’s Day? Easter? Not terribly important but people were crowding around the card section, trying to find one for whoever you give cards to nowadays. I was fumbling around, looking for an unattended basket or cart as I balanced my thirteen items between my hands, elbows, and armpits when I saw the first, and only, woman to make me stop in my tracks. I have seen pretty, beautiful, and sexy women and will again but she would have made my jaw drop to the floor if I wasn’t frozen in place. Read more »

It was so aweso[M]e!

I’m M (25), married, does all kinds of crazy things on bed with my wife. I do watch MMF bisexual porn sometimes because, i dunno I find it exiting. But i never considered myself Bi or wanted to try MM or MMF.

Recently my wife bought one of those egg vibrators (2 actually, one long one short). And while she was dominating me on bed, she pushed one of those vibrators up my ass and started blowing me. I enjoyed it a little bit, but was super confused felt a bit uncomfortable. She does put a finger up my ass sometimes but this was different and big!

So yesterday she was sleeping and I was up late night and wanted to experiment with the vibrator alone. So I used a ton of lube and slid it in me and gently started to fuck myself without turning on the vibrator. I was relaxed, I was enjoying, my dick wasn’t even hard because I was concentrating on the other thing. So I slowly increased the vibration and it felt even better. Read more »

Will of the Princess [MF][Oral][Voyeur][Servant]

Camille, the princess of the land, the patron of the tournament, the symbol of hope, the joy of the faithful, sat upon a plush throne on the edge of a cold, dark room. The stone floor and walls stood in stark contrast to her royal grandeur.

Her golden locks cascaded down in waves onto rich furs and exquisite silks. Her radiant cheeks were stained with deep crimson and her bone-white fingers trembled as they gripped the chair. Before her, there was a kneeling man whose features were entirely concealed by the thick pleats of her dress. Faint lapping was barely audible through the layers.

However, her attention was somewhere else entirely. One of her emerald eyes was squeezed shut so that the other may peer through a hole in the adjacent wall. Through this tiny and very intentional opening, she watched a raven-haired slut sucking cock.

Though she only wore barely enough for the weather, her clothing crushed down upon her. Every breath was a herculean effort, made even harder still by her vain effort to maintain an air of dignity. Her heart felt like it was going to explode, but she barely noticed between the riveting sights beyond and the dutiful consolation between her legs. Read more »

Will of the Princess [MF][Oral][Voyeur][Servant]

Camille, the princess of the land, the patron of the tournament, the symbol of hope, the joy of the faithful, sat upon a plush throne on the edge of a cold, dark room. The stone floor and walls stood in stark contrast to her royal grandeur.

Her golden locks cascaded down in waves onto rich furs and exquisite silks. Her radiant cheeks were stained with deep crimson and her bone-white fingers trembled as they gripped the chair. Before her, there was a kneeling man whose features were entirely concealed by the thick pleats of her dress. Faint lapping was barely audible through the layers.

However, her attention was somewhere else entirely. One of her emerald eyes was squeezed shut so that the other may peer through a hole in the adjacent wall. Through this tiny and very intentional opening, she watched a raven-haired slut sucking cock.

Though she only wore barely enough for the weather, her clothing crushed down upon her. Every breath was a herculean effort, made even harder still by her vain effort to maintain an air of dignity. Her heart felt like it was going to explode, but she barely noticed between the riveting sights beyond and the dutiful consolation between her legs. Read more »

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