Chapter 1 Glitch in the Matrix [MF] [Mystery] [Exhibitionism]

First time poster and first erotica written. Would love to hear what you felt when reading.

Send…….aaand done. Last email of the afternoon. I sighed heavily as I leaned back in my chair. One of the last in the office, I stared out the window at a blazing red sunset as my mind shifted into neutral. I could still feel the wheels of my brain spinning of their own accord. It would be a good 20 minutes before I returned to consciousness, the silence, glorious silence, waiting patiently as my weariness sank through my body into my feet and finally into the carpet under my desk. I always ended the day this way. I preferred to leave a clean slate and task list for the morning so I could slowly spin up instead of the normal chaos that could ensue at any moment.

The day I finally became a cheater [FM]

So I had gotten married too young (at age 22), and my bride and I had waited until marriage to have sex…and it was a total disaster. It just didn’t work… blah blah blah…look, I tried.

But after three years of being married and still not getting any I was getting desperate. Beyond it, really. So I started going back to my old hobby of cybersex as some relief. Having done it since i was way to young to be doing it, I was also way too good at it – phone sex, too. But then, that wasn’t enough, my wife wasn’t doing anything the doctors told her…so i created a new account on the chatroom advertising my intentions. I wanted something on the side. And, for the most part, I got treated to a lot of pie. But eventually found one person who didn’t blow me off. Weirdly, her chat profile featured a bible verse, but something just told me…

[Group] 4some bisexual experience final chapter

The final chapter, continued

So we had just all cleaned each other off, and licked up everything and decided to go take a smoke break, listen to some music and dance in the garage. Upon making our next drinks, and still naked, we did just that. Opened the car doors and put on our favorite station and drank and sang. The girls are grinding and i am on him, switching and screaming the song on the radio. Just having a great time.

They start kissing and rubbing and I decide to join in, and it’s the girls and me. My ex starts rubbing my cock and his girl bends down and starts licking my ass. It’s alot going on and I’m loving it. She gives a good spit and suddenly I’m thrust in to. No hesitation and he’s off to the races. She’s sucking his balls from under while fucking my tight, pink asshole, while my ex is sucking my cock. I’m the center of attention and it’s so many different feelings at once I can hardly contain myself.

I [M] Tried Something New [T]

Throwaway obviously, but I figured I might as well tell someone this story.

Like most guys I’ve had that curiosity about sucking cock, but the whole “does that make me gay?” stigma, and finding a partner held me back.

So about 2 weeks ago I found, [this girl] (http://www.black-tgirls.com/tour/content/blackbarbie/160826/2-full.jpg) (yes I’m being 100% real) on craigslist and we hooked up at her apartment. As things started moving along, and in realizing the opportunity in front of me, I asked if I could give her head, and she said yes. Turns out…I liked it. Not only that, apparently I was good at it too.

That being said, after I left I just felt so wrong that I blocked her and in turn she did the same to me, so we haven’t talked since.

The best oral sex I ever had: a “double-barrel” blowjob [MFM].

My roommate Jay and I had been sexual with this girl named Kylie for a while. I lost my virginity to her in a threesome like three or four weeks prior, when me and Jay took turns having sex with her one amazing night. Kylie was an amazingly passionate and sexy girl. She was shorter and had sandy-brown hair, B-cup breasts that were perky and pointed upwards, and brown protruding nipples with small areolas. Her butt was very firm and tight, with shapely round cheeks, like volleyball player. Smooth and pale was her skin, and her body was toned and fit. Yoo could make out her abs on her firm and flat belly, and had very cute back dimples. She had no piercings or tattoos, which I liked. Her vulva had curved outer labia, with a pronounced and darker textured inner labia, covering her pink vaginal opening. She had a small short patch of pubic hair above her small pink clitoris and hood. Everything about her was cute and sensual, and she was a very enthusiastic lover. We of course were extremely enthusiastic in return.

I [F] finally had sex with my ex-girlfriend

BACKSTORY:
My ex and I broke up 4 years ago because she moved away to adventure. It was entirely amicable and she comes back about twice a year to visit me. She was my first real girlfriend (was just figuring out my sexuality) and I have always been weird about sex due to past trauma, so I never had sex with her while we were together (about 4 months)

This Christmas she came back for 2 days to stay with me. We were out playing pool and drinking wine when I got brave and decided to tell her what weighs on my mind constantly.

“You know, I always regret that I never got to have sex with you. You’re so hot and amazing.. I just was new to this and nervous.. I was afraid I’d be no good at it” I leaned in close to her and said with a half bashful smirk.

“I really always regretted that too but I understood” she returned my bashful smirk as she paused then continued, “it’s not too late you know.”

A camp, a game of truth or dare, and a threesome. [FFM]

If you wanna skip right to the fun bits, scroll down to the ************************************

Alrighty, so in August one year I decided to join my dad on his trip to his friend’s cottage for 5 days. He was invited and he didn’t want to go alone, and he wanted someone to entertain his friend’s douchey son. I was told to bring one friend along for the trip, and my Dad brought his brother. My first thought was to bring my best friend and partner in crime for life, the girl who I’d been best friends with since I was 8, Kelly, but she ended up being busy. So instead I decided to invite Vanessa, the loveable slut (pot calling the kettle black, but I digress).

So, DAY 1: Completely uneventful. We arrived at the cottage at about 6 in the evening, so we just had a quick dinner and unpacked. The cottage was in a little lake-side town so some people (READ: the elderly people) lived there year-round while others only came up during the summers. The bottom floor of the cottage was mostly an open space, with the living room, kitchen, and dining room all a part of one big L shape. The master bedroom filled up the rest of the bottom floor making it a square. The second floor had 3 bedrooms.

Stories from a Dominant – Melissa – Chapter One [M/f] [Professional] [Mdom] [Fsub] [NoSex] [Setting the scene]

Stories from a Dominant

Melissa

Chapter 1

7.55pm. My watch beeps as I step out of the car, 5 minutes early for an appointment, as usual. In my five years since leaving the military, many habits have faded, some for the best, but punctuality isn’t one.

It doesn’t really seem fair to let down my guests, as I like to call them, when they are usually so eager to learn, to comply, and to behave – even when they’re trembling with nerves.

I smirk as I think back to my first guest, as I scan the front windows of my own house, noting that every blind is drawn as instructed. She’s ready.

It’s a bit of an odd setup I have for my guests, but it works for me. To give you a bit of context, I live in the rear of the house, which is completely sealed off from the front ‘office’.

I discovered many years ago that leaving first and allowing my guests to visit the office – without me there – letting themselves in, and signalling with the blinds when they were ready, solved so many problems of a semi-professional BDSM life.

The Surf (full story) [fMMM, ghost story]

I posted the first part of my sexy story, The Surf, last week and as promised, here’s the full story. If you like this story, visit my blog for more (link in the comments below).

Josie slumped down onto her towel, letting her surfboard hit the sand with a thump. She was exhausted, but exhilarated; it had been a great surf. She didn’t bother drying off, just let the water droplets cling to her hot skin and cool her down in the fresh morning air. It was going to be a warm day, but it was still early so the heat hadn’t hit yet. But her body was pumping with the exertion and excitement of riding the last few waves. She sat on the towel in her bikini, letting the breeze touch her lightly, looking around at the incredible beach that surrounded her.

George’s Marvellous Medicine – [MF][Bimbofication]

Every morning at 08:32 am, George Battersby folds his copy of the Daily Mail and sets it to one side. Draining the coldly disappointing dregs of his breakfast tea, he stands up from the Formica breakfast table and brushes his trousers with his fingertips. Having removed any wayward crumbs of toast, he says “Right then” in a peremptory tone, and kisses his wife, Missy, on the forehead. Missy, every single morning, looks up from her soft-boiled egg and her breakfast smoothie and says with mild surprise “Oh, are you off to work?”.

At 08:35 Mr Battersby dons his jacket in the hallway, neatens his tie in the full-length mirror, and steps outside into the suburban street where his neighbours, Messrs Foreman, Patel, Tartley, and Krupp are also emerging blinkingly into the morning sunlight. He gets into his pastel blue Ford Focus and drives to his place of work on a disspiritingly landscaped business park where he is a salesman for a moderately successful manufacturer.

At 08:55 am, he walks through the revolving door of Frigitech Ltd (the South East’s leading supplier of commercial refrigeration and air conditioning units) and spends the next eight hours at his desk in a fugue state of spreadsheets and despair.