[MF] Two old friends in a public park… [Kink]

This is a story from the second summer I was home from college. Back when I was in high school, I was an athlete, so a lot of the people I hung out with also played some kind of sport.

As a result, most of the girls that were in my friend group were all athletic looking, with insane figures. The one exception was a girl we’ll call “Wren” for this story.

Wren was a redhead with pale skin, freckles, and a bit on the thick side. Not super overweight or enormous, but when you put her next to a lot of her friends it was noticeable. Her and I were relatively good friends, and it became pretty obvious that she was in to me, but I just ignored it. When we went to (separate) colleges two things happened: both of our sexual worlds exploded, and I got a little bit of an extra appreciation for girls with a little extra to appreciate. I found that a lot of them, especially the one’s who had those more traditional “drop dead gorgeous” friends who got a lot of attention, were insane freaks.

Artist and Model part 8 : Green potion [mFF] [threesome] [oral] [fantasy,horror]

“That tastes horrid. Not poison, right?” Nicholas said with a laugh.

Helena giggled at the question.

“No, just a magic potion.” Tamara said. Nicholas smiled and looked at her sitting next to him, both of them naked in the cool sea breeze.

“I hoped as much,” Nicholas joked, and Helena and Tamara both laughed. “Can we go inside, maybe?”

He collected his clothes from the ground and followed Helena and Tamara inside the house. Seeing walking in front of him, he reached out grabbed her round ass, his fingers sinking deep between her cheeks. Tamara squealed and jumped away from his grip. By the time he passed through the door his cock stood up and wagged with every step he took. He caught Tamara around the waist with one arm and pushed her against a chair in the lounge.

“Can I still do whatever I want with your sister?” Nicholas asked Helena. Tamara squirmed in his arms as Helena turned to look at him.

[MF] Seduced in My Car (REVISED)

INTRO

I’ve been going back and tweaking my old stories and spicing them up a bit more, so I’ve decided to repost them since it’s been a while. I hope you enjoy the updated version, or if you’re reading for the first time, just enjoy the story.

STORY

This was near the end of my senior year in high school. I’d gotten out earlier in the week for grades so I didn’t have to go anymore and the only day I had left that even remotely related to school was going to graduation a few months ahead. So, as you can imagine, I was pretty happy to be sleeping in finally. Except, this particular morning I woke up to my phone ringing. I rolled over and grabbed it to see I was getting a call from Mara.

Ah fuck, what do you want?

Testing his self control like never before [FM]

I was 21 then, 22 now. Jake was 25. We had known each other for about three months, and every single time I had seen him I ended up surprising myself by getting naked. We had never had sex, though since our first meeting his mouth was well acquainted with my pussy, and my mouth with his cock.

This night was not one I planned on. You see, Jake and I live on different continents. He was just visiting family when we met initially, and this particular evening was one of the last times I ever expected to see him. Our interactions were nonsexual too, watching TV, playing board games, cooking together, and that’s how I figured the evening would go.

Except remember how I said I always ended up naked? After a nice evening together to say goodbye, I decided it was too late to drive home. Jake and I bundled into the guest room where he was staying. Even fully clothed, I could tell that lying next to me was getting him hard. I warned him that, to spare both of our feelings, we probably shouldn’t mess around like we previously had that night.

[MF] (x-post /r/londonr4r) I fucked a cock-curious lesbian’s brains out

Original post on londonr4r in my post history. Any girls in London who like the sound of this, hit me up!
To give context it’s a subreddit for londoners to hook up, and this all started after seeing AnalRimmer’s post on there!

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So to preface this, let me say that I have a knack for writing sex stories. Stories that typically get girls pretty wet + worked up. Whilst the following is long (and will be in 2 parts), every part of it is true. The lesbian in question is /u/AnalRimmer, who will be chiming in in the comments. She’s telling me she’s soaking wet from reading this, so take her word that it’s worth the read ;)

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I started speaking to AnalRimmer on a reddit thread on /r/londonr4r. She’s a lesbian, looking to try some real cock and give a blowjob. Little did I know the experience I was in for.
I messaged her off the bat, talking about how I’d tried sucking cock. I actually got the whole being attracted to a cock despite not being attracted to men thing. Pretty rare connection!

Dardos De Jardin-Sumisos Engañados

Las damas tenían una casa donde tenían a un grupo de sumisos a su ordenes. Carol medía 1.68 m de piel morena cabello rizado castaño, ojos cafés, tenía una figura de muñeca de porcelana delgada y pequeña pero curvilínea contrastando a Denisse la cual era de piel blanca pero medía casi 1.80 m cabello rubio largo más debajo de los hombros, ojos azules y una figura tremendamente curvilínea dando la impresión de que era una MILF hecha y derecha.

Tenían que castigar a uno de su sumisos él cual llamaban a JG1458. Al firmar el contrato de obediencia con ambas damas, los sumisos dejaban de usar sus nombres y las damas los tatuaban en la base del cuello con un código de barras y un número de serie, para mayor control de ellos. Además de mantenerlos completamente desnudos dentro de la casa.
Temprano por la mañana las damas obligaron a levantarse a JG1458 y lo obligaron a tomar una ducha helada. Después le afeitaron todo el cabello de la cabeza y usando una hoja de afeitar terminaron de quitar todo rastro de cabello en la cabeza del sumiso. Después él sumiso de pie se le pidió inclinarse para poder tocar sus dedos de la mano con los dedos de los pies sin doblar las rodillas. Al hacer esto, Denisse usando un vestido de látex de una sola pieza, largo de color vino y tacones romanos, tomó un cinturón y comenzó a golpear las nalgas del sumiso.

You’re about to discreetly pleasure yourself while reading an erotic novel in a park, just as I arrive. [MF]

I’m new to this subreddit, and I haven’t quite figured out what I’d like to get out of it. What I know is that I really enjoy writing short stories for women, and having them tell me how much it turned them on. There’s very little that compares to the thought of being able to get a woman off with just my words.

So, a bit about myself – I’ve written about 10 stories over the course of the last 5 years – mostly for long-distance ex-gfs, and occasionally for random girls I’ve met online. All of my stories were written spontaneously on Skype, based on a theme, set, and setting that the girl felt like having an erotic story written about. I am by no means an experienced writer, and I have a lot to work on in terms of the overall flow and coherence of my stories. I particularly struggle with setting the background of the story, dialogues between characters, and the ending. My dialogues seem to come of a bit too mundane and sometimes cheesy (for me anyway).

Rockstar Threesome [MFF]

A number of years ago I was in a band on the college circuit and played lots of shows in college towns in the southeastern US.

I lived alone in a basement apartment in the heart of downtown of a college town and usually had free nights during the week to hang with friends. I went out to dinner with a local professor friend of mine on a random night to a pretty busy restaurant. I was sweet talking the hostess to get a table and sat in the bar when she returned saying she’ll seat us at a table if I gave her my number… Boom! Dinner Time!

As we enjoyed our meal my server came and jokingly said “you know that the hostess is just 17”. Oh Shit, gross! I was 27 and pretty well known around town.

First Kiss [MF]

You sit on the edge of the bed, moonlight shining in and bathing your bare form in a warm illumination that contrasts the calm, silent winter outside. As I sit next to you, you run your fingers over my furry chest, grabbing my hair and lost in its softness. I put my arms around your waist, and you can feel my hot breath on your neck.

My hand slides up your back and into your hair. I run my fingers through it slowly, feeling its length down your back. My lips barely touch your cheek, giving you a tingly sensation as I move toward your chin, dragging my lips lightly across your face. I plant a small kiss on your chin. As my mouth approaches yours, I stop.

My lips are only a paper’s distance away from yours, and the electric current runs between us. My hands move down, one on your waist and other on your outer thigh, running my palms back and forth softly over your skin. It is an almost agonizing pleasure to hold this distance. My arms move around your waist and our bodies press close. My fur presses against your chest as our lips begin to melt together, in slow motion. Our mouths open and we kiss each other slowly. I run one hand through your hair, and pull you close at the waist with the other as my tongue licks yours. As we kiss, our tongues swirl, a push/pull from your mouth to mine. My mouth moves down your chin, across your jawbone, and down to your neck.

One night stand [mf]

I am now almost 30 and married, but growing up I had a long term bf since I was 14. We broke up in my early 20s. Of course, my friends bring me out to drink and get over him. I appreciated it, but besides some random make out sessions I never went further. I never wanted to be ‘that’ girl. One of my friends lived alone and we would always go back to her place. I would even be escorted back by a guy and make out at the front door, but never more.

I am 5’3″ 110lbs, Bcup and a great ass. You can see a couple of pics on my feed.
This night at the bar was like any other. We started at my friends place to get ready. I had on a dress, bra and panties. Like I wrote, typical. We headed to the bar. The night progressed and we got drunk… oh, tequila.