Tag: Drugs

‘Hood Watch pt. 1 [mmF][Mdom][nc]

“And there goes the damn neighborhood,” Monica spoke to her co-pilot, a little dachshund named Kosher. As subtly as she knew how, she rolled her minivan in front of the neighbors’ place, just to watch them. They were brothers, they were big, and they were very black. She sat there for at least fifteen minutes, watching them load their car with beach equipment. “Do African Americans even swim?” Kosher pressed his nose against the glass. “I bet they’re on their way to some kind of drug deal…”

They weren’t. They were going to the beach. They both wore tank tops, and swimming trunks, sporting muscles that could land them on the front cover of any fitness magazine they wanted. Monica stared them down, waiting for them to show off their weapons. She saw nothing that confirmed any of her preconceived notions, until the younger brother came outside with a jug of grape drink. “Aha! I knew it! I bet they’re going to go turn that drink into drugs…” Read more »

Latinas do it best [MF][Rough][True]

This story happened around 5 years ago while I was living in San Francisco. Rents were out of control when I moved there and so I figured it would be a good idea to get a 2 bedroom apartment and find someone to split the cost with. It was a bit of a gamble that I would find someone compatible, but it went smoother than I expected: within a week of posting an ad on craigslist, I had over a dozen people interested. When I met Kiki I knew right away I’d be offering her the room. She had all the attributes of a perfect roommate: A solid job, good references, a running car, 27 years old, long black hair, totally decent b cups, a slim waist, and an ass that could launch a thousand ships. She was fun too – I don’t know if it’s just me and my thing for hispanic girls… but when white girls are hot it’s so incredibly boring. They all dye their hair blond and walk around so stuck up – acting like some millionaire is going to pick them up off the street in his Tesla and marry them and they’ll just be some trophy wife. Latinas are different, it’s like they can’t even tell how hot they are. Read more »

2 are wetter than 1– Long Read but worth it! [MFF]

Here’s some background before we move into the glorious details of our first (of likely many) threesomes. I promise to not embellish, it doesn’t need embellishing. It was a hot tangle of bodies and we switched positions a LOT, so it was hard to keep up with the details – if anything I’m sure I missed a few highlights.
He’s 33, tall and manly, with the sexiest dad bod ever and a really big cock. I’m 39, with a beautiful set of fake DDs, lots of colorful tattoos, and curves that won’t quit. We’ve been together 10 years, married for 6, and have a fantastic relationship. We had pretty average sex for our entire marriage…until a few months ago when I told him I’m bisexual and want to play with girls and explore further. From that moment on, our sex life exploded. I met my first girl online, and quickly realized that I love pussy way more than I imagined. There was one thing missing in those first experiences though…I really wanted him to be there. And I quickly realized as my fantasies played out in my head that I really wanted him to be totally involved. In fact, the thought of him fucking another woman turned me on to the point that I was soaking my panties every time I thought of it. And so the search began. Read more »

[MFF] An unexpected night with best friends

So this is my first time writing on GWS. English is not my first language, as you can see. Any feedback would be appreciated. Something about me: 26M, I used to have a thinner body, now I am more athletic and a 5,5 inch cock. Not impressive, but in time I managed to know how to use it for the common benefit.

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This story happened 8 years ago, I still remember it and I regret not taking it to the next level. Background: in high-school I was a geeky bookworm, I wasn’t going out so much and I hadn’t have a girlfriend until I was 18 (not so much action there, either). In high school I had two very good friends who were girls. Let’s call them Genie and Joan. Read more »

Our first face to face.[MF][Cheating]

Edit: If this edit mark is still up i have not finished proofing. I know there are better ways to proof and then post, but I wrote it in the text box from my phone instead of using a word processor then copying. Sorry if it ruins it. It will be proofed by the end of the night.

This first time we spoke was innocent enough. I got a message from her asking about the cafe I was sitting in in my picture. She guessed correctly the exact cafe and I was pretty impressed. To be fair its a rather famous one, known for their beignets and coffee, but neither of us lived there and there weren’t many identifying features to work with. She just had the same cafe burned into her mind from her own time spent there. I won’t say how we were messaging each other, but I will say it was not a dating site, neither of us had been looking for a connection, but that night as we messaged for hours we made one. Read more »

[Bi] Twelve (Part 2/2) [long] [nc/reluc] (bdsm) (exh) (drugs) (buk) […]

*Note on tags:* See note on tags in part 1/2, link in comments.

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## Sister Eva

Eva sat in the quiet hum and bright lights of the farm room, looking out over the large crop of blue flax flowers, barely even noticing as Sister Shannon snuck up on her.

“What’cha doin’?” Sister Shannon said with a smile as she planted herself on the bench next to her. “Watchin’ grass grow?”

“Flax, actually.” Eva corrected her. “And I guess, yeah.”

“Sounds excitin’, can I get in on that?” Sister Shannon asked with a grin.

“Well, it’s not really.” Eva admitted. “I was just taking a breather.”

“I know it’s not, stupid.” Sister Shannon laughed. “Farmin’ hard work then?”

Eva shook her head. “Not really. These fields are basically fully automated.”

“Really?” she said, looking out over the crops. “So what do you do all day?”

Eva shrugged.

“Sounds excitin’.” Sister Shannon suggested airily. “I got some cookies from Lexie and some toys from Zoe, want to get high and fuck instead?”

“What kind of toys?” Eva asked, finally turning to Sister Shannon to discover her naked, holding up a two-pronged strap-on and a pair of large cookies. “Oh my.” Read more »

[Bi] Twelve (Part 1/2) [long] [nc/reluc] (bdsm) (exh) (drugs) (buk) […]

*Note on tags:* Being that this is _long_, the tags are essentially too many to list, and some are omitted out of spoiler concerns. What _does_ bear mentioning, is that it does _not_ include water sports, scat, bestiality, underage characters or incest.

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## Father

The bus rattled along the dusty road into the Colorado mountains, throwing up a tall, heavy plume as it forged through the terrain, thick white sheets hung in the windows to shield its precious cargo from the impure world outside; the twelve young women that would be the mothers of a new age of humanity.

The driver was a tall, slim and severe man by the name of Clark Epson, although he styled himself ‘Father’. He wore his black hair short, but for the steadily growing bald spot on his crown, and his cheeks were shaven, drawing the attention of anyone looking at him to his hooked nose flanked by glittering, sky blue eyes. Read more »

[Mf] Better Living Through Chemistry (pseudo-incest, dub-con, sleep play, age play)

It’s not my fault.

There’s just so much a man can resist. Only so much he can take before the pretense of civility shatters and a man is just a lusting beast.

I may not be the kind of guys you’d imagine to be over powered by physical needs. I work in the tech industry. I’m 41. I keep in decent shape but I’m not the kind of guy girls dream about at night. I’ve got a decent sense of humor and I’m pretty damn bright, but girls seem to want frat/jock assholes and I’ve never crushed a beer can on my forehead or raped a girl…

Fuck, that’s no longer true, is it?

I married Jen six years ago. I adore her and her daughter, Sheila. Jen’s my best friend and she was my best lover. Unfortunately she’s had some complications down there that have made sex painful for her. She still gives me handjobs and head, but we’re both busy with careers and a lot of the time I’m left to take care of business myself. It’s not so bad. I work remotely from home so it’s easy to throw on some porn and jack off during the day. Once Sheila’s out the door to school I have the house to myself until she gets back about 3. Read more »

He’s The One (m/f – watching)

Juan Ravero stopped swimming as he approached the beach, glad to catch his breath as he floated in the sparkling blue water around him. He treaded water silently, studying the villa in front of him, its sprawling gardens reaching down to the scrubby edge of the beach. He let his legs sink until he could feel his toes on the sandy ridges of the sea floor, six feet below.

He waded slowly through the surf, shielding his eyes from the glare of the strong Adriatic sun until he stood on hot sand.
As he walked up the beach, leaving perfectly-outlined footprints in the wet sand, he reached behind his neck and squeezed the sea out of his black wavy hair. The salt water trickled over his shoulders, down his back and over a tanned, muscular chest, his wet swimming trunks flexing tight over round buttocks as he moved. Read more »

Living With My Boyfriend, Loving My Girlfriend [MF & FF]

**Chimera**

In the mirror’s glassy surface, I watch detachedly—almost disembodied—as a familiar hand applies makeup on my face.

Foundation, thick and matte. Powder, dust from a flaking cake that shimmers on the skin as the brush caresses cheeks, forehead, nose, neck, and breasts.

Blush.

Eyeshadow.

Eyeliner.

Lipliner.

Lipstick, for color. Red. Fire-engine bright. Slathered on in a pretty, painted smile, it reminds me of a clown.

A tear slides down my cheek, ruining all my work, causing the paint to smear.

All except that smile.

My smile is—as always—perfect.

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“I can’t believe this!”

I yawn and stretch, hearing the crinkle of newspaper beside me.

“I cannot believe this!” Keith Longrin yells again, pounding his fist against the mattress. I roll over to look up at him sitting against the headboard of our bed. “Look at this, Cady, just look at this!” He waves the paper at me. “The governor’s priest—Father Whatshisname—just came out of the closet today in the Sunday paper. The front page!” Read more »