An insecure curvy girlfriend finds pleasure with the Petit neighbor upstairs [mff] [oral] [anal] [rimjobs] [cum play] [mast]

We have this neighbor named Kat. She’s tattooed, long brown hair. Keeps to herself. She’s on the skinny side and my girlfriend, Bridgette, is on the thicker side. Whenever she sees Kat, she makes a snide comment to me later on about how she’s a skinny.

I don’t think she’s anorexic or anything. Just petit. Bridgette is just insecure.

One day, I got on the elevator with Kat. Bridgette wasn’t around.

“Your girlfriend is kind of a bitch,” Kat said.

“Is she?” I asked.

“Yeah, I mean, that’s my assumption. She’s not very friendly and she always gives me some nasty look.”

“Ah,” I said. “I think she’s just jealous.”

“Of WHAT?” Kat asked.

“Your body. You’re petit. She’s curvy.”

“Are you kidding. I wish I had her tits and ass. God, she’s gorgeous. Eh, insecure makes sense, now. I’ll make an effort to compliment her or something. Boost her fragile ego.”

She winked and got off the elevator.

A week or so later, the three of us ended up on the elevator again. Kat looked at me and winked.

“Hey,” she said to Bridgette. “You’re looking hot tonight.”

[FMM] [Group] I (26F) had a gokkun last month!

Last month, I posted on NSFWIAMA thread a post named: [I (26F) had a gokkun last weekend. AMA!](https://www.reddit.com/r/NSFWIAMA/comments/76049c/i_26f_had_a_gokkun_last_weekend_ama/) and somebody through a private message suggested that write it as a story…

So let me start by describing myself. My name is Alice. I’m 26 years old, smaller than average height, fit, 34b, long dark hair, brown eyes. The journey that lead me to try a gokkun actually started two years ago, when I became single. It was the end of a three years relationship, and I wanted to try new things, with new peoples, but without commitments. So I got a first friend with benefits… then a second one. Both of them were fine with me seeing other guys. And it worked great for a few months. Until both of their schedules became complicated because of their respective jobs. Up to the day, where the only time during the week they could meet with me… was the same. And instead of picking one of them, I propose them to hang out the three of us. And both accepted.

That one time in college [f] [mmmmmmm] [bukkake] [cheat] [oral] [mast]

Stephanie was my best friend. It sucked being in the friendzone with someone who I wanted to fuck so badly, but on the other side of the equation, I got to hear a lot of her intimate sexy stories. She often opened up with me when she got too drunk.

We’d sit around in my apartment talking about the good ol’ days and how we used to be so wild and crazy. There was nothing off limits, which meant I had a lot of mental material for when she’d leave and I’d jerk off.

This particular evening, I told her the story of how I got my first blowjob. I was a nervous wreck and the story ended with me jerking off into the girls mouth.

“Did she swallow?”

“Yeah,” I said.

“That’s good.”

“Do you swallow?” I asked.

“Oh, yeah. I love it. Unless the guy cums on my face.”

“You let guys do that?” I asked.

She giggled, “You need a better girlfriend. Of course I do. In fact … there was this one time when …”

The Downstairs Neighbor [m] [F] [gangbang] [oral] [anal] [piss] [squirt] [bukkake]

Her name was Shelley and I met her in the mail room. I was new to the building and fresh out of college. I thought about going the roommate route, but decided I’d rather give living on my own a try. Shelley was a much older woman, but looked as beautiful as you could imagine. She had bright red hair and large, fake breasts. She always wore a see-through undershirt around the building with little booty shorts heavy on the camel toe. It was like she was on the hunt for young guys—and this building was full of them.

I was the newest.

She started chatting me up as I collected my mail and went right for the jugular asking if this months Playboy Magazine had arrived yet. I laughed and said, “I don’t subscribe.” She winked and said, “I bet you don’t. Why would you need to? I bet the girls are circling the block to get a piece of you.”

“Sometimes,” I said. I knew what was going on and had no shame in admitting I was totally aroused by this older, fit woman. I mean, she was a knockout—the kind of cougar you don’t laugh at. She was rocking the sexy look—not some older chick stuck in the 80s wearing leopard print leggings.

[M][F] Your basic clichéd story about bad bets, ungrateful sisters, star port casinos, tentacle porn, and karma [Fantasy].

I’m not a bad guy. But I like gambling and Death-Ball and I’ve made a few bad wagers at the Tentacle-Porn-We-Will-Skull#@*$-You-To-Death-If-You-Don’t-Pay-Your-Debts All-Night Star Port Casino over the years.

Don’t look at me like that! My last big wager was a sure thing. I would have completely paid off my gambling debts. It’s not like I planned to sell my twenty-three-year old sister to one-eyed, tentacle aliens. When you put up your little sister as collateral on a sure-thing, it’s not even like you’re wagering her. The chance of Yivo the Undefeated choking to death on a peanut in the final Death-Ball match wasn’t a blip on the probability charts.

Let’s be honest though, what’s done is done. A man must live up to his obligations or he’s not much of a man. Am I right? I’m right. So, the thing is, they’re coming for my sister and while I’m no longer going to owe my soul to the casinos (thanks sis), I’m as broke as a non-Leonardo DiCaprio Dead Rabbit in civil war era New York City.

By the way, if you didn’t get that last reference, don’t worry. Not everyone can keep up with me when I get rolling. Like I said, though, what’s done is done.

The Questgiver [M] [GRP]

Inspired by [this post](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/6bwc4u/wp_you_go_about_your_day_as_normal_but_notice_a/dhq1ojq/) in r/WritingPrompts

 

I started the first day of my new life the way I always did. I had my morning coffee, my morning wank, my morning shower. The drive to work was *okay*, except I kept feeling like I should’ve tried for a second wank. That’s Mondays for you.

The guard at the office opened the door for me. She always did that, but this time she smiled.

“Can I help you with anything?” she asked.

“I don’t think so,” I said, and tried not to finish the sentence with *Cupcake.* In my defense she did look like a cupcake, with a
sprinkling of freckles and a rather soggy bottom.

“I mean, really,” she said. “Anything I can do for you? Anything you want?”

I bit my tongue. There were many things she could do for me. But this was no way to behave in a professional setting. She kept
pestering me, though.

“Look, why don’t you just go and pick up my dry-cleaning?” I said.

If only I’d known.

 

Everyone at work was giving me funny looks.

The Questgiver [MFFF] [bdsm] [fantasy] [Fsub]

Inspired by a post in WritingPrompts

 

I started the first day of my new life the way I always did. I had my morning coffee, my morning wank, my morning shower. The drive to work was *okay*, except I kept feeling like I should’ve tried for a second wank. That’s Mondays for you.

The guard at the office opened the door for me. She always did that, but this time she smiled.

“Can I help you with anything?” she asked.

“I don’t think so,” I said, and tried not to finish the sentence with *Cupcake.* In my defense she did look like a cupcake, with a
sprinkling of freckles and a rather soggy bottom.

“I mean, really,” she said. “Anything I can do for you? Anything you want?”

I bit my tongue. There were many things she could do for me. But this was no way to behave in a professional setting. She kept
pestering me, though.

“Look, why don’t you just go and pick up my dry-cleaning?” I said.

If only I’d known.

 

Everyone at work was giving me funny looks.

The Questgiver [MF] [BDSM]

Inspired by [this post](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/6bwc4u/wp_you_go_about_your_day_as_normal_but_notice_a/dhq1ojq/) in r/WritingPrompts

 

I started the first day of my new life the way I always did. I had my morning coffee, my morning wank, my morning shower. The drive to work was *okay*, except I kept feeling like I should’ve tried for a second wank. That’s Mondays for you.

The guard at the office opened the door for me. She always did that, but this time she smiled.

“Can I help you with anything?” she asked.

“I don’t think so,” I said, and tried not to finish the sentence with *Cupcake.* In my defense she did look like a cupcake, with a
sprinkling of freckles and a rather soggy bottom.

“I mean, really,” she said. “Anything I can do for you? Anything you want?”

I bit my tongue. There were many things she could do for me. But this was no way to behave in a professional setting. She kept
pestering me, though.

“Look, why don’t you just go and pick up my dry-cleaning?” I said.

If only I’d known.

 

Everyone at work was giving me funny looks.

[Fanfic] [Str8] Parappa and Lammy Have Sex [mF] [incest] [siblings] [teasing] [femdom] [whoredom] [barely legal] [foot fetish] [handjob] [blowjob] [titjob] [bdsm] [endosoma] [ear/brain fetish] [mind control] [licking] [motherly] [bukkake] [anal] [vaginal] [breastfeeding] [cheating] [sleep sex]

LAMMY’S PRIVATE NIGHT WITH PARAPPA

Late one rather deceptively peaceful and unassuming night in Parappa Town, Parappa had just gotten back to his stepsister Lammy’s apartment and was completely exhausted, red in the face and gasping for breath…much to Lammy’s unpleasant surprise when she looked up from her dishwashing duties in the kitchen and saw him shambling through the living room like a zombie.

“Oh my god, Parappa, you poor thing…tell me, who did you get in a fight with THIS time?” Lammy ran over to Parappa and asked him worriedly, squatting down to match his embarrassingly short body height, hugging him lovingly, cradling him in her arms like a precious little baby and giving him a sugary-sweet kiss on the cheek, causing him to blush immensely.

“No no, that’s not what happened!” Parappa humiliatedly corrected her, waving his hands nervously at her. “What happened was that Chop Chop Master Onion told me to run all the way back home on foot after tonight’s evening lesson on…well, footwork, and so now, as you can probably imagine, I’m pretty much COMPLETELY tuckered out as a result!” Parappa explained, pulling out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiping the sweat off of his forehead while Lammy pulled out a baby bottle of water from HER pocket and made the poor adorable little pup drink it for lack of any better, less demeaning alternatives at the moment.

Mei Goes to Dave & Busters; [FFFFM][Fdom][Msub][cbt][growth][huml][raceplay][self-buk][nc][bdsm]

I’ve been told that I’m a company woman to the death, and that it wasn’t necessarily a compliment or an insult. I work long, hard hours, and take my work home with me when I can. I always think two steps ahead of my supervisors, and find new, efficient ways to do my work. God forbid I ever catch anyone stealing supplies here and there; even if someone so much as opens the supply closet without leaving a form with me will receive the full, unabated, righteous fury of the company, and clean out their desks by 4pm.

I’ve been told that I have a Napoleona complex: since I’m small, slim, flat chested with no butt, I secretly feel inferior to everyone, and I have to overcompensate. The person who told me that got fired a week later for completely unrelated reasons, I hear. Missing supplies ended up in his desk or something or other. It is true that I am the smallest person in the office. Some people even say that I look like someone’s angsty teenaged daughter, what with the “radical” pixie cut that I wear.