How the Spontaneous Friend-cation Turned into the Fuck I Never Expected [FM]

This sex-venture took place about three years ago. I recently traveled (not ideal during a pandemic, I know) to the same general location it happened. It provided some welcomed memories for a lonely night lol

I’m a wordy motherfucker, so skip to the *** if ya know… you need to get things going quickly.

It’s also very long and potentially includes some typos. Bear with me.

So, about three years ago I was roped into one of those impulsive friend-cations. One of my best friends from high school and I remained good friends through college and still are quite close. For our purposes, we’ll call him “Joe.” After high school, our friend group evolved to include Joe’s older sister. She had only been a year ahead of us and they are quite close as siblings. It also helped she had very attractive friends. One of which, let’s call her “Jenn”, Joe was downright infatuated with.

I can’t really blame him. Jenn was (and is) a smoke show. Back then her hair was long and very blonde, and all kinds of curly. She is beautiful and thick, with big tits, big thighs, and a little extra everywhere. She has this “cannot be bothered” attitude and is just effortlessly hot.

Sex tales from a past life, pt. 2: M, the teenage party girl [FM]

In spring of 2014 a couple of friends and I flew to a popular seaside town for a long weekend away from the big city grind. We landed on a sunny Friday afternoon, dropped our stuff at the hotel and went out for dinner.

I met M at this small bar in the town center later that evening. She was with 2 friends outside the main entrance, they asked us for a lighter and we started chatting with them while having a smoke.
They were locals, really young and pretty. They said they were roommates and in their first year at the local university.
M was 19, kind of petite, straight black hair at shoulder length, blue eyes and a beautiful lean, tight body with perky tits. I could tell she was looking at me and sending flirty smiles, so I went to talk to her we had some good chit chat.

The time that Sticking my dick in Crazy was 100% worth it. [FM]

This is a really long one. The good shit starts at the asterisks

Please forgive the typos, I’m super turned on rn.

Alright, here it goes. My plunge into the other side of the post.

I’m a long-time lurker here and avid consumer of steamy narratives. Honestly for most of my life too. Even as a horny, hormonal chimpanzee of a teenage boy, I preferred poetic fuck-tales to pornos. Don’t get me wrong. There’s a handful of video’s floating on a layer of internet scum, that when I come across I turn into a got-damn werewolf.

But seriously, there’s nothing like firing up the imagination station with some well-written stimulus to transport my mind, heart, soul, and dick into an alternate dimension where I am super good at sex and everything feels really good. Ya know, rather than this one where I’m kind of ok at things and its bit of a wash between what feels awesome and what is scary as hell. I think it was Aristotle who said, “No one knows how to noodle your noodle, quite like your noodle.” The circle of life is a beautiful thing.

Casino in Monaco [Bi, FFFM, drugs, Fdom]

Here’s an excerpt from my series:

Jada felt wired. She walked around the room to examine the art. While Ava and Ayano had an intense but meaningless drug-fueled conversation on the couch, Cyana approached her from behind.

“I do love this dress,” Cyana commented, placing her hands on Jada’s hips. “Is it Cavalli?”

“Yes…” Jada felt uncomfortable. This was wrong: this tall, gorgeous woman was hitting on her with lessening subtlety. Wrong, albeit skillfully done. Jada had been with women before. In fact, she lost her virginity to a girl her own age years ago. She had been so dazzled by everything that night and she was attracted to Cyana (and Ava, for that matter), so why not? But where would this encounter lead, if she let it continue? Would this set a precedent in her relationship with Ayano? Unfortunately, cocaine and alcohol had a way of instantly dismissing perfectly rational thoughts like these ones.

Cyana began to kiss Jada’s neck and caress her stomach over the delicate purple fabric of her dress. Jada felt so sexy and desired. Her nipples got visibly hard through the thin fabric. Cyana turned both of them to face Ayano and Ava. Jada searched for her boyfriend’s eyes.

Love/Death: The Haunting of Hachishaku

I have a hard time recollecting the memories of my childhood, and I would think that the majority of people would feel the same. Most of it seems to be a fuzzy haze, save for one instance that has haunted me for the past fourteen years.

I was four at the time, traveling to Okinawa with my mother to visit an old college friend of hers. While I cannot recall her name, I do remember that she lived in a somewhat rural area near a forest. As my mother was in the process of catching up, I was allowed to explore the wooded landscape to my heart’s content, doing what children do best and searching for little critters under bark and stone.

I distinctly remember coming upon the point where a river cut through the forest, and finding in its path a number of large stones that disrupted the flow of water. Atop their weather-beaten surface sat a darkish green frog with black stripes, calling to me as a siren would sailors. In my childish wisdom, I thought it would be safe to step into the raging torrent of the river to pursue this slimy creature.

Breaking the Boy part 2: the cornflake incident

For the next two days, I stalk Alex all around the mall.

I try not to. I want him to like me, to be comfortable with me, to be attracted to me. I want him to enjoy everything I want to do with him. If he notices I am following his every move, it’s not exactly going to build his trust to the point where he’ll let me tie him up.

I work hard to reason with myself. He could be married. He could be gay. He could just be completely uninterested, which is absolutely fine and he is allowed to not be interested, although I will probably have to voluntarily commit myself to a mental institution.

Which is also absolutely fine, if that’s what I need to get through whatever the hell this is. Everything is absolutely fine. Oh God. I wanked off at work again today. I need professional help.

On the third day, I run into him at Winco’s. I am on my way home and, for once, thinking about what I need to make salmon teriyaki rather than tying up my colleagues, when I round the corner and see him staring at the cornflakes. My stomach drops like I’m on a rollercoaster and before I can think about it too much I walk over. He’s wearing a grey leather biker jacket and jeans which fit his (perfect) ass like a dream.

He Grounded His Horny Daughter to My Room … Big Mistake [Pillow Humping] [Sexting]

*Slight trigger warning: This story features a parent who disapproves of their daughter’s sexuality. May we all be our true selves and help others do the same!*

When I walked in the door tonight, I knew there was going to be drama. My mom Kim and her boyfriend Walter were sitting at the kitchen table and you could cut the tension with a knife. She looked uncomfortable and he looked like he always does: mad at the world.

I was coming home from another day of interviews. It’s not cool to move back into your mom’s house as a 21-year-old, but the pandemic got me laid off. To make matters worse, my mom’s dumb boyfriend and his daughter Maggie had recently moved in after he’d been dating my mom for four months.

I didn’t really know her that well but Maggie seemed cool. Different story with Walter. I’d tried to get my mom to break it off a few times already. Though he was never violent or anything like that, he’s got a lot of ass-backwards views about a lot of stuff. Mom always gravitates toward dirtbags, something I had hoped she’d realize after she left my dad five years ago. Oh well.

He Grounded His Horny Daughter to My Room … Big Mistake [Pillow Humping] [Sexting W/ Pics] (Part 1)

*Author Note: Trying something a little different here, both with content and format. I’ve linked to images on Unsplash (free stock photo repository) for those of you who like visual inspiration. Also, slight trigger warning: This story features a parent who disapproves of his daughter’s sexuality. May we all be our true selves and help others do the same!*

When I walked in the door tonight, I knew there was going to be drama. My mom Kim and her boyfriend Walter were sitting at the kitchen table and you could cut the tension with a knife. She looked uncomfortable and he looked like he always does: mad at the world.

I was coming home from another day of interviews. It’s not cool to move back into your mom’s house as a 21-year-old, but the pandemic got me laid off. To make matters worse, my mom’s dumb boyfriend and his daughter Maggie had recently moved in after he’d been dating my mom for four months.

New Beginnings: Part Two [MF] [Straight Sex] [Oral Sex] [Busty] [Huge Boobs] [Boob Growth] [Alien Encounter] [Sci-fi}

“B,” Bill said as they sat in the utility vehicle. They were parked just outside the food court of the mall.

Things had gotten back to normal. Well, as usual as they could be with a giant alien spacecraft sitting in their backyard. The mall was busier than it had ever been. Chuck, the realtor, had told them that he had rented out or sold more houses and apartments in these few days than in his whole career, seeing as he took over his family business straight out of high school that was saying something.

“Nah, A tops,” Adrian replied.

The two of them were playing their favourite game, guessing the women’s cup sizes that walked out of the exit. There wasn’t much to do for security here now that the military had set up small substations all over town. Crime had dropped to an all-time low. Everyone liked their presence except for a few individuals.

“So, you are coming tonight, right?” Bill looked over at Adrian.

Their boss Angela had it in her head to celebrate her birthday inside the mall. They had opened a new restaurant, and with the out of towners shopping and buying as well as needing to eat, the restaurant had become an enormous success.

Lesbian Maid Takes Advantage Of Tied Up Wife part 2 [lesbian] [bondage] [forced]

Lesbian Maid Takes Advantage Of Tied Up Wife part 2 [lesbian] [bondage] [forced]

Lisa didn’t touch her pussy she just sat there and let it leak, the sight of the woman nearly made her orgasm without even touching herself. She started to touch her breasts and slowly worked her way down to her little red cunt, she pinched her nipples and grasped at her inner thighs. She felt like she was on drugs, her pussy almost screamed at her forcing her to touch it. She finally caved and started rubbing it hard and fast. Lisa moved a bit closer to the woman and stared right at her pussy, she saw cum running down the chair legs, and the sound of the woman moaning made her cum.

Amelia felt drops of something shoot over her entire body they felt warm and slimy. She couldn’t see what was in front of her but she was almost certain Lisa was there since she heard someone moaning in front of her other than the porn.

Lisa walked behind Amelia and removed her plug

“Aaaahh”