SHOPLIFTER (FMM+drugs)

Norie had been told by Cindy that the boutique had bad security, and Norie and me had cased it a couple of days before. There was only one girl working there and the cubicles were at the back of the shop.

It was a sunny April afternoon on the King’s Road when I went in.

The girl was sat at the table. She greeted me with a radiant smile.

Not saying much I selected a couple of jackets off the racks and went into the back to try them.

Neither fitted well.

She called out, “How do they look?”

So I went back out with one on, saying, “It’s too small for me, I might try another”.

So I kept up the game and worked through the coats and tried them all on.

Only one was anything like a decent fit and although I thought it rather dated I secreted it under my mac and left both hanging on the peg while I took the others back to the girl.

“None of them any good”, she asked brightly; slightly crestfallen, I thought.

“No, all too tight on me. Shame though”, trying to make it up.

[MF] The time I was saving up a huge load for my girlfriend…but gave it to an intern instead

I just discovered this sub, and have thoroughly enjoyed reading though everyone’s naughty tales of deviancy and lust. So I figured I’d share a few stories from my past… back when I was younger and dumber. Ok, that might be putting it lightly… how about, back when I was a piece of shit.

 

Throwaway for obvious reasons. And yes certain details have been embellished for the sake of storytelling, but the meat of the story is 100% true.

 

This particular tale happened just a few days before my 27th birthday, which landed on a Saturday that year. Early in the week, I remember my then-girlfriend letting me know her Aunt Flo decided to show up, which was a major bummer. This girl was 100% against period sex, and 1000% against anal, which left only one option. Thankfully, she was a gifted head-giver, and promised me the birthday blowjob of a lifetime to make up for the lack of sex. It was better than nothing, so I hid my disappointment and lied through my teeth saying I couldn’t wait.

 

[MF] asian sex with an aussie girl at a trailerpark shower room

hey guys I am an asian boy who went to australia on a working holiday visa. It all started when i arrived i knew australia was filled with crazy bitches and men. Never heard so much racial comments in my life, it sickened me. Anyhow I arrived and wanted to make money while enjoying my holiday, I came across an ad on a site searching for workers. So I went for an interview and lucky I was chosen because my english was so well compared with other asians that worked there.
It wasnt long till I started getting friendly with all the asian workers, they were fun and everyone worked hard. One day I went food shopping and ran into some girls that would laugh behind me while I was shopping, they were whispering and giggling to each other and I overheard them talking about penis size and how asians have small fairly small penis’s. I was kinda annoyed and walked up to those 3 girls and I told em straight up, “You wanna see my dick?” the 3 girls were laughing so hard the whole mart probably heard it. One of the girls said “Aint nothing to see mate.” I just smiled and walked away thinking to myself lets save the embarrassment.

Not Until I Say [FM] [Light Bondage]

It’d been weeks since Jim and Pam had seen each other. While they had exchanged a torrent of explicit text messages which Jim used for his own gratification, the lack of Pam’s touch had pushed him into overdrive. His thoughts were continually filled with images of Pam’s massive breasts; hanging over his face as he nibbled and pull at each nipple. Their last encounter was cut short, just as Pam began to wrap her fingers around Jim’s hardness. On the other end of the phone was the school nurse and one of Pam’s children was sick. Gathering her things to leave, neither of them knew it would be weeks before they’d see each other again.

With their schedules finally aligning, Jim had planned an evening that would make up for their lost time as well as some retribution for leaving his desires aching during their last encounter.

Are you sure you’re up for this?… Or: [M]ore [f]un when Redditors Meet (long, pics included)

NOTE: People seemed to like my first story (“She called my Bluff… Or: [F]un when Redditors [M]eet”) so here’s another one from an adventure last month.
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We met for the first time at the airport. After weeks of messaging, then texting, and eventually Face-Timing. She was nervous. I wasn’t. I loved the city; worst case, if we didn’t hit it off, I’d have a great time wandering around, exploring the different neighborhoods. That we could meet, in my eyes, was a bonus. But she was nervous, and I wanted to make her feel at ease. She’d only been with a handful of guys before; she’d never done anything like this. I wanted to give her what she wanted, what she’d asked me for.

The drive into town was easy. Lots of small talk. I could tell the Uber driver was confused — we seemed to know each other, but it was obvious we’d just met. He’d picked us both up at the airport, but she was a local. I didn’t bother explaining.

[MF] Reddit gets me laid with a curvy, stunning, South American girl, and I hadn’t even learned her name.

A while ago, I posted a pic on ladybonersgw. Got a pretty good amount of response but one jumped out at me. A girl that lived nearby. “Ummm, you should post some more pictures.” I responded “Ummm, you should let me see some pictures of yourself.” We began exchanging messages, and she lived in a bit of a rural city about an hour and a half away from me, but had some friends where I lived. We exchanged kik info, and she ended up being a curvy South American girl; beautiful long, brown hair, nice thick ass, big, gorgeous hips and fantastic DD tits, maybe about 5’4’’ and in her early thirties. She didn’t always go for men, and mostly had interest in girls, but was attracted to me and interested in meeting. After swapping some dirty pictures, videos, and messages, I was too, and then some.

Meeting again (my first attempt) [Str8] [MF] [anal]

The last time I saw her was outside the train station. It was a cold January morning and we were wrapped in scarves and thick coats. The cold winter air stung our cheeks as we held each other close, the crowds of people pouring in and out of the station parted around us as we said our goodbyes.
The time we had spent together had been brief. What was it – three weeks? A month? It still seemed surreal that we had grown so close after such a short period of time but despite this we were now forever connected in some unusual way. We had given each other something that we had both badly needed, for different reasons, in a difficult and changing time in both our lives.
But is was not love, no. And as if to confirm this we did not kiss during our goodbye. Instead we just held each other tightly. I breathed in her smell, ran my fingers through her thick black hair, gently feeling the skin on the back of her neck, committing her to memory one last time.
Finally, we looked in to each others eyes as we released one another from our arms and she turned and slowly walked in to the station. I watched her pass through the gates and then disappear from view amongst the crowds on the platform.

[M]y 26, relationship with my 26, [G]F

Just came across this sub so I had to create an alternate account for privacy to share my stories about how my relationship with my girlfriend had evolved over the years, I’ll try and keep it short and specific to one story, but I have a ton more to share if this goes well! So strap in, or lube up, because its an awesome ride (pun intended!).

I first met my gf (Ali) in college, we met the first week there, and I was immediately attracted to her. She’s 5’4 of Portuguese decent, with beautiful tan skin, a good body, not super thin, not super thiccc, with a great ass and legs, B cup with these perfect small nipples. (I didn’t know all this initially, i just saw this smokeshow girl and was instantly attracted, seriously outkicked my coverage here) I’m 5’11 200 pounds, a typical wannabe meathead, italian descent. I’m no pornstar my dick is 6 inches but pretty thick, and I’m in pretty good shape.

At the lake [MFM] [MF] [MFMMF]

My wife, Greg, and I join Matt and Madi by the lake. Their clothes are scattered about the dock and they are swimming naked out in the water. I slide off my shirt and drop my shorts in one motion before running and diving off the top of the dock into the water below, as I surface I see my wife shove Greg into the water with his clothes still on, he never liked heights. He surfaces splashing with a bit of a scowl on his face and looks like he’s about to say something until he see’s my wife on the top dock undressing.

Slowly, teasing us by sliding her booty shorts down and then back up. She turns around, bending over to give us a view of her stunning ass while she slowly inches her shorts down each thigh. As she stands and turns back around she pulls her shawl with both fists to cover her while she poses for us. Everyone shouts for her to take it off, and she does, slowly, so that her breasts pour out to greet us before she oh so gracefully cannonballs in right next to Matt splashing all of us.

Klod and Danae

Klod the barbarian was a man of passion, power and instinct. Intellect? Not so much. When he heard the rumors of a treasure inside the Temple of Arngog, he ran off, sword in hand. Surely the puny God of Annihilation would be no match for a man with a sword named Ruin.

Klod swaggered carelessly into the temple as the stones around him creaked and crumbled. He swatted at a swarm of flies that buzzed around the corpse of a dead adventurer. The cause of death was rather obvious, for extruding from the rotten flesh was a large javelin. Klod gave the poor unfortunate barely a sidelong glance as he stumbled deeper into the ruined temple (after all, a god of destruction can’t well be taken seriously unless his temple lies in ruins). Soon the stray rays of light from the sun grew dim, so Klod lit his torch and continued on. The ruined corridor evntually led to a stair which seemed to descend endlessly into the earth. An ordinary man would have had the good sense to turn back, on the grounds that the temple might well collapse even without the help of its namesake god. But Klod knew that Klod was going to be rich, so he whistled absent mindedly as he descended the steps.
The stairs finally ended in a large room filled with innumerable coffins. The air was heavy and hot, and Klod was getting pissed off.