Through the Fog, Part 2: Payton is Lost, [t], [fantasy], [anal], [creampie], [reluc], [long]

Disclaimer: This is a purely fictional story. I’m honestly not sure how many parts this will be since I have no idea where it is going. Feedback and input is more than welcome since this is out of my normal realm of writing. What works, what doesn’t, etc.

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I wake up slowly, and my head is throbbing. I slowly open my eyes and am all but blinded by the sun burning overhead. I turn my head and the motion makes me feel sick to my stomach. Slowly, I open my eyes and I look around, moving my head as little as possible. I listen for any familiar sounds.

*Birds. Well, birds are normal. Water. Water is normal since I live near a bay.*

I get on all fours slowly. My hand brushes against the lantern. Grabbing it, I stand up slowly, still feeling off balance. “Last night was not normal.” I test the lantern. Thankfully it still works and didn’t break. I put it in my backpack and look around.

Passionate friendship with an older woman [MF]

* Preface – So I’ve been a longtime lurker in this sub. I have swayed back and forth on sharing my experiences, but finally decided to start. Not only to share, but also to solidify my memories and spend some time revisiting them in detail. I was only in long-term relationships in HS and Uni. Then, I discovered adult dating sites right as they hit their stride in the early 2000s, and it certainly led to many wonderful memories and friendships.

* I’ve seen a few things that turn people off in this sub, so I’ll be clear here: names will be changed, I’m always safe but mention of protection is left out unless it was important to that encounter, and there’s no reason to embellish as reality was fantasy enough for me. I will break stories apart for brevity’s sake, but never hold follow-up parts hostage just for attention and feedback. They’re coming.

*Season 1 – Lani*

Through the Fog, Part 1: An Odd Turn of Events, [t], [solo], [fantasy], [Long]

Disclaimer: This is a purely fictional story. My brain is honestly in a strange place today so I want to get a story out there. I’m honestly not sure how many parts this will be since I have no idea where it is going. Feedback and input is more than welcome since this is out of my normal realm of writing. What works, what doesn’t, etc.
This story takes a while to get going. If you just want to get off, skip to the bottom and come back and read the top after. It will be important in coming installments. I hope that everyone enjoys.

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“OW!” I look down at my arm as the tears start to fill my eyes. It’s broken and I can see the bones. I feel sick, dizzy, I can’t breathe. I try to sit up and the world swims. I think I see my legs, but I can’t move them. Broken too I guess. I turn my head to the side and vomit. *Why won’t the world stop spinning?* A tear falls down my cheek opening the flood gates and I am bawling like a child, gasping for air. My head falls back to the grass beneath me. I see the stupid tree above me as the world goes black.

[MF] A Liberating Fantasy [Late 20s]

As the missus and I will be having a busy week, I thought Id post this story a little early. Don’t worry though, Ill make sure to have something up next week too.

The missus and I bought a Liberator ramp/wedge combo recently and got to break it in. It was a lot of fun getting to try all of the suggested positions and find what worked for us. However, this is a different story. Just the other day in fact, we did something with the new furniture that neither of us had planned or even anticipated.

The missus and I have a pretty busy life, so when an opening finally gave us the time needed to fully utilize the ramp, we were ecstatic. With the hour at hand, we quickly stripped down and positioned the ramp as needed for the first postion we initially discussed wanting to try. As I am incredibly fond of giving her oral, I was ready to lay her down with her knees arched and press my lips all around her lower half. The missus had other plans.

[MF] The time I first seduced my (now) wife

Buckle up, this is a long but good one.

So this happened a little while ago. We were both seniors in high school and attended a school program for gifted students.

There was a girl I had secretly had a crush on for a while, who we’ll refer to as Hailey. Hailey was a beautiful Indian goddess who I wouldn’t have a chance with in my wildest dreams. Despite having luscious, caramel skin, she was actually mixed with a white father, and her parents were more open to Western culture than most Indian parents.

She was just how I liked girls: 5’2 (I always had a fetish for short women), she had a slender, beautiful face, and long, shiny black locks of hair. She also had perfect, caramel skin and a rock hard body. I never quite understood why nobody wanted her as badly as I did.

As business partners, our parents had been friends for a very long time, so I was always seeing her, but I never thought of her in a romantic or sexual way. For some reason in senior year, something just snapped in me and I needed her to be mine.

26 [M][F] #LONDON UK – Unexpected [Public] [Groping]

So we started talking for a week on kik to decide a public meet up date. We sent each other a lot of sexual voice/video messages and sent messages. She knows I liked being called a ‘good boy’ and a ‘big boy’ and I am very excited, eager and a very impatient man. She is aware that I do not masturbate I would rather save it for action and to help me increase my self-discipline.

I cannot remember word for word what was said, this is to the best of my memory.

Scandalous Secrets

I replied to Shaun’s e-mail, “I think it is time we fight fire with fire. Two wrongs don’t make a right, but it sure makes it even. I feel as if she is just trying to scare me away so she can protect her life with you, but still enjoying her fantasy world. I am not going to let that happen. I say it is time for us to have some fun.”
http://confessionsofahousewife.net/scandalous-secrets

Touching Myself Thinking of You [female masturbation]

I don’t want to touch myself thinking of you. I don’t, but I can’t help it. I don’t want my hands to trace my body and make my torture without you all the more powerful. But I need it, and need you. This need for you won’t stop. It’s worse than thirst, worse than hunger, worse than fatigue. Because I can’t quench it. I’ve tried, but nothing will satisfy me but you. I don’t want to touch. It’s useless to do it, I can’t finish, it only makes my torture worse. But I NEED it. I don’t want the fantasy to form in my mind, I don’t want to dirty you with my thoughts. I contradict myself. I can’t stop my hands from fisting in my hair, gripping my neck, caressing my breasts, traveling downward… It’s like they aren’t even my own hands, they disobey me. They don’t listen to me and what I want, they know better than me. I imagine they’re your hands now, and I can’t help it. I need it, I need you.

27 JAGed Pills ch 3, p1 [mF, mf, inc, ms, alien, rape, tentacle, mind break, fat fetish, cons, hung]

Jerry and I returned home late that night. I didn’t ask him about Caroline. I did tell him, he had better fuck Lana for a week, for breaking his promise. I don’t think he hated his punishment.

“Okay.” He said. He went to bed.

I looked in on Rory. I sighed at the sight. The bed frame sagged under her. She wheezed unconsciously. I blew her a kiss and whispered, “Sleep well.”

I crawled into my bed and ran down two sets of batteries.

“Rory was still sick the next morning. I was walking to her room, when she ran out and into the bathroom.

I heard her vomit and flush. I found her pale and sweating.

“My stomach really hurts, Mom.” She looked piteous. “Do I have to keep taking those pills?” She was crying.

“NO!” I shouted. “I’m going to kill that doctor and blow up that stupid research lab.” Unfortunately stopping the drug required a lengthy time of decreasing dosage.

[MM] Getting Blown by a Guy For the [first time]

She had been gone for three days – a conference in Vegas. We’d been dating three months or so – not exclusive. I knew she had another FWB on the side. We’d been having sex pretty regularly, usually at her place, sometimes mine if we were in the right part of town. She was pretty, long blonde hair, good smile, the perfect person to occupy my time – and if it looked like it, maybe get into a long-term relationship with. But after her being gone three days and me working, all I could think of sitting at home was my erection.

Sitting in front of the computer, I briefly debated masturbating. I had a nice routine down and after three days, the load would be very satisfying. Browsing over to Random Acts of Blowjob, I saw a few ads for guys seeking other guys. I’d never been directly attracted to guys, but the thought of a blowjob, especially from someone that knew his way around a cock, was enticing. A glass or two of red wine fueling it, I sent a message to the guy. Ten minutes later, I saw an orange envelope. The guy was interested (I provided my location), and wanted to swap Kiks. I sent him mine and got a response soon thereafter. We chatted about experience…he was bi, and had mostly been with girls, but also liked to suck every once in a while. We moved on to pictures.