Met him at the Canyon [F+M]

I broke up with my most recent girlfriend actually almost 2 months ago to the date, but we have only managed to not see each other for spans of 2 weeks. One week we don’t talk, then eventually one of us breaks, then we decide to meet up for whatever reason and then we started to fuck again after we broke up.

The first couple of times we fucked again were HOT as fuck and will soon have their own entry, however that hot sex only lasted like 3 different occasions. Then it started feeling like it felt towards the end of our relationship, so I decided to end end things. I gave her a long letter explaining why after I gave her that letter I was going to disappear from her life. I wanted her to know my reasons and not think I’m some asshole. I wrote the letter on a Wednesday even though I was barely gonna give it to her that Friday or Saturday. When I went to hang out with her that Friday night, from my end, it was the last Friday ever, so I tried to make it special. But in order to make sure I did give her the letter, I posted an ad looking for a guy who’d fuck me that Saturday night. The guy I ended up picking was one who had a huge cock.

Tried to do a DP at my first orgy the summer before junior year in college [MMFF]

Long time reader, first time poster. I’ve got a bunch of sex stories that I’ve been hesitant to write, but fuck it right? Ok, to the story…

This was many years ago during the summer going into my junior year of college. I was back home getting drunk at a good friends house as we often did during the hot days b/c she has AC. This was the north east and it gets muggy and hot. We basically had 15 people over, but most everyone left by 1:AM and she had gone to bed. Her parents weren’t home either, which is why so many people were over.

So it’s me, my best friend Jake and two of our close friends Kat and Mel. The four of us had been friends for a while, but I had never thought about either of the two in a sexual way. Kat and I had actually hated each other earlier in HS, but somehow came to be able to stand each other’s company while with friends. Mel had always had a thing for Jake. In fact, every girl had a thing for Jake. He’s no taller than I, around 5’8. But he’s cute and nice. I’m not sure how I would describe myself. I’ve always battled with self esteem issues, but have been called attractive. I am athletic (I was on the track team and played football) but very opinionated. So I didn’t always get along with everyone. Kat was cute, more of an average girl, a few extra pounds. Mel was a butter face. Great body, good personality.

My (f) 31st Birthday weekend, starting with a (m) former Soldier.

First of all, happy fucking birthday to me. September 25th I celebrated 10 years of being 21. Cheers! I have blisters on my feet from the previous night’s Pirate Pub Crawl… but I wasn’t dressed for them. There was a formal military function at an event hall smack dab in the middle of the pub crawl. So I did what any self-respecting lady would do- I dressed up in an inflatable shark costume and circled the venue humming the JAWS theme to myself waiting for an unchaperoned service member to stumble out like Bambi in the woods. Hands down, I had the best costume of the night. Rocking an asymmetrical skirt and matching grey heels for my Great White realness. Maybe someone fed me mushrooms. Maybe I was having a blasty-blast in the costume all by myself and completely forgot my mission to sew some wild oats. Let’s rewind to earlier that day, before I graced downtown Anchorage with a shark attack.

Our Father – Ch.1 [M/f, str8, fantasy, breeding, incest, pain]

**Our Father**

*A corrupted father-of-many is intent on weaving a vast, incestuous family of obedient servants (among other more nefarious plans), beginning with taking the virginity of his firstborn daughter.*

This story is based off /u/fenoxo’s popular text game “Corruption of Champions” (which I had nothing to do with!). If you’re unfamiliar with CoC, this story may confuse you, but I’ve written it to be welcoming and enjoyable for newbies.

**All characters depicted in sexual situations are of legal age.**

Comments are much appreciated.

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**Chapter 1: Daddy’s Girl**

It’s been a long time coming – long by this world’s standards, at least – and you’ve been there every step of the way. You watched your daughter be birthed, you gave Kylie her name, you watched her hatch from her egg, you wiped her tears away when she skinned her knee, and you watched her take flight for the first time. Your daughter was once a tiny, fluffy-feathered chickling, but now she’s a tall, nubile, and gorgeous teenaged girl.

Surprise Visitor [FM/F, cuck, huml, light Fsub]

Here’s my first crack at a story. It’s long, I know. Basically, I was talking to a friend of mine about her fantasies, and she laid out a scenario where she watches her boyfriend fuck another woman in front of her. The other woman is clearly hotter and taunts her a little about the whole thing, but it turns my friend on like crazy and she gets off watching. I thought it would be fun to try to write a story for her fantasy. Hope you like it!
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You get the text while you are out running errands. It’s Jack, and it’s cryptic.

“Get home soon. Be waiting in the bedroom. Panties only. There’s a surprise.”

Immediately you feel the wetness start coming on with a delightful tingle. What could the surprise be? You and Jack frequently talk about ways to keep sex exciting and new. Maybe he’s planning to act out a new role-playing scenario with you.

Your mind flutters with the possibilities as you race home, eager to comply with Jack’s instructions.

As you walk in the front door, you notice the silence. Jack must not be waiting for you at home. You make your way to the bedroom and still there’s no sign of him anywhere.

Tales From Our Bedroom 1: Kate [M/F]

When it comes to marriage, I consider myself to be a lucky guy. My wife Kate is a kindred spirit in many ways, my best friend, a great lover. From day one of our relationship we developed a bond that grew stronger with every month that passed, every goal we set to achieve and yes, every sexual experience. Don’t get me wrong… Our sex life would fall well short of material for a Henry Miller novel but it’s fair to say we have been more adventurous in the bedroom (and out of it at times) than the average couple would care to admit and have crossed a boundary or two which would raise eyebrows if shared beyond the relative anonymity of a web forum – which brings me here.

To Miss, with love: my life with your sister [m/f][m/f]

Dear Miss (you know who you are, I’ve always called you Miss since we met),

I hope none of this is a surprise to you. I hope this is something you know, and don’t mind, and maybe even enjoy, because the last thing I want is to upset you. That’s why I’m posting this online instead of just sending it to you or telling you to your face; you’ve always been a bit of an exhibitionist. That’s part of why you like me, I think- you like knowing someone is thinking about you, fantasizing about you, wanting you more than anything else in the world. And I do want you more than anything else in the world. It’s your face, your body, I see right before I climax, almost every time. After reading this, a lot of other men all over the world will be thinking of you, touching themselves and dreaming of a girl they’ve never seen. I hope you enjoy that. I hope you still enjoy me. I will always enjoy you, and I will always love you.

But I fucked your sister. Not just once. A lot of times.

Inspired by my current situation, need to let off some steam…

[Sorry if my writing is really rusty. It’s been quite a while since i’ve written any kind of fiction. I just needed to get this temptation off my chest.]

I was staying with my oldest friend, Brittany, to get back on my feet and find a job. She was to be my maid of honour. My fiancé was finishing his last week of work before moving to the city with me and I was feeling restless, trying to keep busy by investing all of time into searching for a new job. I wasn’t concerned about that, though. This was my town, and I could get anything I wanted here. I hated to admit to myself that it was nice not working for a week. It was a well-needed break.

I sat sipping my coffee at the kitchen table. It was almost noon. My friends two older brothers were staying there as well so I was enjoying the rare moment of solitude and the cool fall morning. There were few places that I truly felt at peace, but this place was one of them.

A dream come true with young neighbor girl M/F

Let me get a few things out of the way before I start my story.

1. I’m not a writer, nor pretend to be.. Sorry a head of time.
2. This story begins 2 years ago, and has been kept secret until now.. I’ve always wanted to tell someone, but never had the guts… Thanks for this forum!
3. Sorry for the length of this story. I could have left out a lot, but I decided to just write it all down and post it. Best way to just get it off my chest.
4. I added some visuals because i’m a visual person. Wish I had real pics!
5. This is 100% true.. I have a few more stories like this if this goes over well.. This was more of an exercise to finally tell this story to someone… It feels really good.

Memories [M/F]: Best ExSex ever. Light role play and all!

So this happened about a year and a half ago. I have been lurking for a bit but wanted to share in the fun. I was 25 at the time, have brown hair, blue eyes, 6ft, Athletic but slimmer build 190lbs. Im a good looking guy and my exgf at the time was extremely hot. Long brown hair, eastern european look, sexiest green “fuck me” eyes and a bubble butt to boot. About 5’8″ athletic 115 with full C breats. If only she wasnt such a crazy bitch…

Anyway we had been broken up for a month, after a year of dating she became so controlling, arrogant, and demanding and I had just had enough. I suspected she was cheating on me due to the fact that she was constantly worried that I was running around on her. Funny how that works.

I broke it off and didnt hear anything for about 3 weeks. I was busy working and I just assumed she had moved on. One day I get a text from her asking if I had seen a pair of earrings she was apparently missing. I didnt fall for the bait, said I hadnt seen them and went on with my day. Another week went by with nothing.