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Side Chick Troubles [M/F]

I’ve been meeting up with Rick for a couple of weeks now. He’s in a relationship, a girlfriend as far as I know, and he would come and meet me in his apartment whenever he is “unsatisfied” so to speak. He and his girlfriend live together in her house while he keeps this apartment as a back up in case he gets kicked out of the house. That’s what he told me, at least. Rick is only a couple of years older than I am. I’m 29 and he’s 33.

I know I’m the side chick, I’m perfectly fine with that, but sometimes I want something more in a relationship. I don’t know, I haven’t felt “love” as far as I know. That feathery feeling like you’re light on your feet and you have this confidence that you can do anything. Read more »

It Stung [MF]

I went to college in the last half of the 70’s when the mantra was sex, drugs, and rock & roll, although it was dying off a bit. Well, the sex part was still crazy. Can’t remember a woman who was not on birth control, and STDs weren’t an issue.

Sophomore year brought to my dorm a girl I was acquainted with. That evening was no holds bar crazy sex, but that’s for another story. We went out occasionally and one evening we end up at my dorm room and she wanted to give me a hand job. Well, I’m accommodating. But this hand job turned tortuous, probably going on 30 minutes, my nut sack about to burst and I finally unloaded. A couple of ropes hit me in the face, one in an eye. It stung like hell. She laughed. I got my revenge soon thereafter.

2 buttlsIuts [f] conquering Miami.

Before we begin. Pics of both of us are on my profile just scroll a bit. If you have a problem with rough sex, alcohol etc don’t read further. It’s a rly long story and the part with sex is marked with dotted lines. Don’t know if I will make a little series out of it but its day/night one.

Invitation
Me (just turned 18 at that time) and Laura (19 at that time) – there are plenty of pics of both of us on my profile just scroll a bit – flew to Miami to visit an old friend of us (will call him Isaac) from the orphanage when I was young. Haven’t seen him for 5 years or so but I didn’t want to fly alone and Laura always wanted to visit Miami or USA in general. He invited us both and actually payed the tickets for us. Sugar daddy move but as broke as we both were we accepted the offer. Read more »

Downshift Into Her Pants [M/F]

Street racing is an art. A dangerous art. You need to be precise, you need to commit and most of all you need to have a really nice car. If you don’t have any of those, you can lose a race and/or lose your life.

I own a 2007 Subaru WRX Sti, the Hawkeye as it’s dubbed, and I’ve sunk more or less 10 grand into it. It’s bumblebee yellow and black with a carbon fiber hood, and the last time I took it on the Dyno it puts out about 450 whp and 315 lbs. of torque. It’s eye catching, that’s for sure, and I never back down from a race.

The car scene in my city isn’t as big as, say, Los Angeles or Miami. There’s a few of us here and we know each other very well, but not enough that we’re best friends or anything.

So I’m coming home from a meet, a brisk Saturday night at about 1AM. I usually drive relaxed and chill, not doing anything crazy. That is until a pair of bright blue Xenon headlights came in from behind me. I thought it was someone that wanted to get ahead, and me driving the actual speed limit I decided to go into the right lane and allow this driver to pass. But no, it followed me to the right. I finally get it. Read more »

THE DICHOTOMY BETWEEN LOVERS (F/F)

Do you ever look at someone and think that she’s the most beautiful creature of our existence? That her orbit completely derailed you into the tension of her sweet lips? The urge to just want to know everything about her, and yet figure out what’s underneath the alcohol, the sexual tension, and her mommy issues. I met her at an art gallery, and the tension could be cut with a knife. Her glasses hid the darkness in her eyes, which hide the inner deep meaning of her soul. The teasers of her soul would be when she would entertain her vices. I for one loved the mess she was and wanted her anyway. She was a tomboy with such a great sense of style. That is what gravitated me most to her.

We knew each other through our friends in the galleries and followed each other on social media. She had beautiful black onyx hair, a broken demeanor, and these circular black glasses that if you looked closed enough, you can see the broken prospects you will feel for her. We approached each other amongst friends and I think we both knew. She stood up at my height and she wandered off to look at one of the pieces. Her eyes were inviting me to come closer; to feel her presence come into me. I follow her and we converse about the painting. She begins to smile brokenly and say. Read more »

New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 1-2) [Futanari][Futa/Female][Futa/Futa]

**Synopsis:** An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation”. He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.

Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, etc.

## 1: After Death

“Pardon?”

“I said, I want you to reincarnate me in a generic fantasy world with a game-like system as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and irresistible smile.”

“Wh-wh… hah?” the blonde, scantily-clad goddess with full lips and giant tits appeared to be malfunctioning.

“You can’t do it?” the old man asked, disappointed. He thought the meaning of the goddess’s phrase “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation” was pretty straightforward. The old man took a sip from the teacup the goddess offered him when he awoke in her garden, sitting at a round golden table, opposite of the goddess.

“I-I-I… What’s a futanari?” Luluna finally asked. Yes, the big-tittied goddess’s name was Luluna.

“You don’t know?” the old man, Simon, was legitimately surprised.

“Should I?” Read more »

Becoming the best employee (MF) PART 1

I grew up in a very catholic family, went to church every sunday, went to an all girls catholic school. You get the picture.

I’m not saying I was the perfect child growing up, but compared to my friends, I was a saint. My girl friends were curious and wanted to try everything, Sex, drugs, alcohol, cigarettes. I won’t lie, I was curious as well, but I could never be as bold as they were. I had my first boyfriend when I was 16, but it did not go too well. I was so shy I refused to even kiss him. Being the horny teenager that he was, he grew impatient and ended up breaking up with me. I was heartbroken and it took me years to date anyone again.

I’m now 22, in college, studying law part time and I also work in a small law firm with a handful of employees. I’m still a virgin. I have a huge crush on one of the guys in my class but he is in a pretty serious relationship, so, off limit. At this point, i’m pretty sure i’ll die a virgin. Read more »