The Cabin (MFF, inc, semi-cons)

The Cabin

by SpectreOfHell

Gina sighed as she stepped onto the porch of the lake house. The morning air was a bit chill, but fall was still weeks away and the trees were green and leafy, partially obscuring the view of the neighbors. It felt good to be playing hooky from work. Well, sort of. She had taken the day off on a whim, feeling a need to get away and be alone for a while. Her husband said he’d join her later in the afternoon once he left work. In the meantime, Gina had a romance novel and fresh batteries in her vibrator, and she planned to use her free time wisely.

The door opened and swung in noiselessly. Funny, she thought, pulling her key out of the lock. I don’t remember oiling this. She shut the door and locked it behind her, then smiled to herself. Alone at last! She felt a tingle in her pussy. She had been so horny lately, a malady her husband seemed unable to cure. She loved the man dearly, but she just felt like she needed something more. Well, the vibrator would have to do.

Creative Housing Solution Part 4

Emma stood in the bathroom for what felt like hours. she felt the hot cum drip out of her swollen cunt. she had been used by past boyfriends for a quick fuck before hitting the beach, or work, but this was different. This was less of an interaction, and more of an exchange. She expected to feel remorse, or anxiety, but instead she felt pride. the way he looked at her, the way he thrust into her, she was suddenly the most valuable thing, in a multimillion dollar beach house. She knew should have been repulsed, but she felt oddly satisfied, but physically and emotionally. she slide the squishy panties off, the wet fabric sticking to her lips as she pulls them down. next goes the t shirt and she hops in the shower, enjoying the warm jets on her tan skin. she washes her first payment off her skin, running two of her nimble fingers in her leaking slit to clean the last bit of the morning exchange out of her.

Key West [MF] [FF] [MFMF]

Late 1986. Reneé woke up sick the morning that the test results would come out to find out who made First Class. Pulling the covers over her head she said, “I’m calling in sick”.

“Get up, let’s go for a run”.

“No”

“Wanna fuck instead?”

“I think I fucked myself on that test. The more I think about it the worse I believe I did. Plus they are only advancing the top three percent”.

“Bullshit, you passed. No one knows the paperwork better than you. The Chief over at Base Admin calls you instead of reading through the books”.

“I didn’t pass. I won’t ship over again if I don’t make it”.

“Yes you will. Come on, let’s run. I’ll even keep up with you”.

“You can’t”.

“Let me rephrase that. I’ll try real hard to keep up with you”.

Begrudgingly she got out of bed and got dressed. After stretching we were on our way. She set a brisk pace. We ran silently for a few miles before she said, “I’ll meet you back at the house”, then started to outdistance me. I didn’t even try to catch up.

My [F] slutty adventures Part 4

I like the idea of threesomes but the ones I’d experienced didn’t quite go to plan. There was one with my boyfriend at the time and his best friend which caused the bf to have jealousy issues, one with a friend and her fwb which made her jealous, one with two guys I met in a bar where one got a bit pissed off and went home and one with two male friends which wasn’t too bad but we were all very drunk so it was more funny than sexy. So I decided to have a look online at a swingers site because if people are looking for a third then in theory they might have ironed out any issues particularly if they’re experienced. I got a message from a guy who had a profile with his brother. I thought that was a little odd but he explained that being brothers they are totally at ease with each other and trust each other completely which did make sense.

[MF] when fantasy and reality messily collide [pregnancy risk]

“Oh yeah, and would you fuck my ass?” she texted in the middle of one of our ever more frequent exchanges. This one came on the same week as a night of phone sex, in which we alternated between nudes and hearing each other climax.

“Is that really what you’d want?” I replied. “Always thought that was just something more for porn than in real life.”

“Oh, no, totally a fantasy of mine,” she quickly clarified. “I just wish we lived closer together. Seriously, at this point, I just want to get together and bang this weekend.”

If there was an invisible narrator, voiced by Morgan Freeman, as is tradition, this is where he would say “But they did not get together and bang that weekend, they just teased each other more instead and talked about how stressful their jobs were becoming. Until one day…”

Yes, one day we both had extraordinary bad weeks at work. Her subordinates had messed up something hugely important, earning her a scolding in the process for not keeping better track of them. My job was trying what are euphemistically known as “constructive discharges” and more plainly called “make people so miserable they quit out of frustration to get headcount down before an inevitable collapse” in the then unfolding Great Recession. For months, we were each other’s’ partners in venting our frustrations, first work-related, then sexual. That day was a mutual low point.

20 Man Bukkake [mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmf] [anal] [oral] [buk] [mast]

I was at the grocery store earlier this week and I kept bumping into this super tall, super skinny brunette. She was as cute as hell and had a nice, tight little butt and perky little tits. I wasn’t exactly following her around the store, but I also wasn’t … NOT following her.

After a few run ins, I said, “I think you’re following me.”

She smirked and said, “Funny. I was going to say the same about you.”

We spoke for a few minutes, exchanged numbers and said we’d grab a drink one night next week.

A few nights later, Melanie and I were sitting in a private corner of our neighborhood dive bar, chatting and having a good time. And then, she stopped me.

“I have to be up front about something. I’m not … looking for anything serious,” she said. “At least not now. I’m really just trying to have fun. Is that okay?”

I nodded and said it was fine.

“There’s something else, though … and this, you might not be okay with, so I’d rather get it out of the way early on than spring it on you a few weeks from now.”

Fantasy sent to my crush [MF, Cheating-caught, true]

I found this sub and wanted to submit a second story. This was recently sent to a female friend i met on Facebook as we started to grow closer and stronger together, sharing much more than how our day went. She’s married and unhappy, so I thought this might have made her more excited. Enjoy…

So we finally sneak away to the 3rd floor away from the guests downstairs, the both of us walking upstairs with you leading me by the hand. My heart aches for this moment, and by the time we get to the floor, looking into your eyes I can nearly feel it too. Smiling devilishly, we embrace slowly. I’m nervous, heart racing, but eager to do anything and everything as the first contact of your parted lips make contact with mine. The comforting sensation of your warm, moist mouth is quickly pushed aside by the sudden sensation of your eager tongue reaching out for my own, aggressively starting to wrestle in our mouths. I can feel the fabric of your snug, little black dress, my arms embracing you; and take in the scent of your special perfume you’ve reserve for this occasion.

[FM] First time playing with a butt plug!

*Hey guys! First time posting so please be kind but also honest. I made this throwaway because I love reading stories on this sub and the ones I can really get off to are those written by women. That being said I hope you enjoy :)*

I am a 21 year old student, a few months ago I had to move to a new city to continue my education. As a result I am over an hour drive from my boyfriend. Luckily we are close enough to see each other on weekends but during the week we are out of luck and sometimes life gets in the way and we just can’t make it work.

Hot meet-up on the way to a [MF]amily trip (long)

It had been a few weeks since I’d seen Jessie, my favorite forbidden fruit. I call her that because she is younger in her 20’s and I am…not. I think she is trying to get serious with a boyfriend. I”m on the DL for her. She’s a hot olive-skinned mediterranean type with an amazing body. Jessie is athletic and yet curvy in the best feminine ways. She is athletic, has a little sassy side to her but likes that I am a bit older and can play the authority card when we are together. I told her that any sassy talk in my direction comes with a price and to save it for her younger boyfriends. She has the most voracious appetite for sexy playtime and her oral skills are second to none. We’d been fwb for about a year and a half. I don’t know how but we just have the same tastes and same appetite when it comes to sex. I don’t have to ask about things because every time I have asked she already knows that she wants that and would like to try it if she hasn’t. I spent several months picking her brain on various aspects, positions, and mental side effects of certain types of sexual interaction. a boyfriend had taught her about anal and some cum play so to find out that she liked ass play was a bonus surprise. We live a solid drive apart but met while working together a couple years at a non-profit. Texting, sexting, and some hot skype sessions took the edge off fairly regularly, but in a way also made things difficult by keeping the visual stimulation going.

[MF] From Busan to Toronto with Love. [Asian] [Anal]

Yesterday, I finally hooked up with a Korean girl (from Busan) that I have been chasing for over two months. And the weight was worth it. 

I originally met Mandy (her English name) in November (2017) while attending a social media workshop in Toronto. She immediately grabbed my attention when she walked into the room.

She stood about 5’7″ with smooth and silky black hair that went to her mid-back. When she took off her Canada Goose jacket, she revealed a stylish white blouse with a vintage pair of CK jeans.

IMO, this girl looked stellar. 

Once the workshop was over, I went over to introduce myself. After a playful introduction, I asked if she enjoyed the workshop. It was during this conversation that I discovered that she was planning to open an online store that specializes in vintage clothing. 

I was surprised, because I told her that selling online was my area of specialty. This, of course, sparked a conversation about Alibaba, Amazon, analytics, online advertising, and social media.

You have to remember, at this point we are still at the workshop. I decided to ask her if she wanted to grab a coffee at the Aroma Espresso (a coffee shop a few blocks away) to continue our conversation. She said yes.