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Girl nextdoor [M/f] First person [M] [exh][mast][voy]

The sun was beating down causing sweat to bead off my forehead and run down my neck following the outline of my bulging pecks. My arms were glistening in the sunlight, with every pull of the rake they flexed. She couldn't stop watching me from her bedroom window. I'm 32, 5'8" and skinny but muscular often working in the yard, shirtless, I could feel her watching me. She had never seen me up close but she had fantasized about me for awhile. My shorts were khaki colored and tighter then I usually like. They fit tight around my firm ass and the outline of my cock hung low and swayed with my body. Read more »

Reigniting the Flame – Part 1 [Mf][First Person – F]

I hadn’t thought about him in years.

The last time I had seen him, he had been engaged, and had developed a beer gut that shocked me. I guess he wasn’t happy because they ended up not getting married. It wouldn’t be the first time a toxic relationship caused weight gain.

But that wasn’t how I remembered him. His name strikes a particular chord of my past… for when I think of him, I think of the summer before I turned 16, when he came to stay at our country home for the weekend, along with a handful of my brother’s friends. I remember how he looked at me for the first time independent from his relationship with my brother—the instant I went from being my brother’s younger sister to being me. Sitting outside on the balcony, he asked me what I had been up to, and I told him I was learning to play guitar, that I was hoping my parents would buy me an electric one for my autumn birthday.

“I have a guitar.” I’ll never forget being 15, absolutely boy-crazy, ridiculously horny and attracted to my brother’s musician friend. “You can have it if you want.” Read more »

[MF] meeting at the hotel

I am away on business for a conference. It is the evening of the last day of the trip and I am getting a drink with two other guys who are also attending the conference at the bar of the hotel, just next to the convention center, where we are staying.

As we are discussing, a woman approaches us and asks if it is ok to join us. Robert and Fabien do not really catch here question (they are French and their English is not that good) so I'm the one who answers that sure, she could join us. She goes to grab a drink and I explain to my two colleagues what is happening, confessing that I am not sure why this woman wants to join us and confirming that I don't have a clue who she is neither. But there is no reason not to be nice and welcoming.

The woman comes back a couple of minutes later with a glass of wine and sits next to me. She has blond hair, long down to her shoulders, with just a pin to hold them behind her ears; she is not particularly tall, but not short neither. She looks older than us, enough that we can see the age difference, but not as much as we would consider her as old ; she is probably around 35 to 40. Read more »

Age ain’t nothin’ but a number.

 Until that summer two years ago, my sex life had pretty much been non existent. I was determined to save my virginity until marriage, find the right man, dream house, you name it. I was basically your average hopeless romantic waiting for the right guy to sweep me off my feet, and end up a happily ever after. Looking back now two years later I regret that all. I'm not saying I had options left and right thrown at me, but I turned down a handful of opportunities. Until the summer I was 22. I met a man who made me look at life differently, including sex. Here I was a 22 year old virgin... about to fuck the hottest 41 year old I had ever seen. Sure... age seems a bit unconventional, and maybe it was. At that point I didn't care. I had gotten out of a bad 3 year on and off emotionally abusive relationship where he refused to fuck and used all aspects of sex against me. So I was more then ready to let my "perfect man" fantasy go. I found the most imperfect man instead, and it was one hell of a ride. We met through an online app. For personal reasons I won't disclose what it was, but we had been talking for awhile. A few months at best, just bantering back and fourth getting to know each other. He was hot-- and I was lusting. Bad. I didn't care that he still lived with his ex girlfriend, or had a son only a few years behind me. He was also very into BDSM. Which of course, turned me on. I guess you could say he was my "Master" for a breif period of time. Me being a virgin turned him on, and quite frankly, I needed to learn. I had been in a sex-less bubble for 22 years. One night we finally decided to meet. He picked me up from my apartment, and I was nervous as hell. We drove to an isolated location parking lot. It was like a hot sex scene out of a movie. Window's were already steamed- and damn he was a good kisser. Before I knew it he had had me pull my pants down, and undies off. He started rubbing my clit, and then slowly putting his finger in my pussy. He went back and fourth, making me moan until I cumed and fell apart in front of him.

Naturally, I wanted to please him back. I undid his pants, and out came a 9 inch hard cock. Which was intimidating, being the first one I had ever sucked. He taught me technique… and I quickly went down on him eager to learn and try. I quickly went down on him, sucking slowly.. then going quickly again making him as hard as a rock. Licking, and sucking eventually he cummed and I swallowed all of him proudly as he moaned for me, legs shaking. After I was done he quickly pulled his boxers and pants back up, as I did the same with mine. He said, "I think this will work. Next time though, hotel. and you better believe I'll be inside you." and then we drove off back into the night, like nothing happened… but I knew though. This was only the beginning…

Oral with the married woman – M/f – D/s – butt stuff

My job keeps me moving. Airplanes, rented cars, hotel rooms, board rooms, and on and on. I rarely go to sleep in the city I woke up in. I get lonely and horny and seek out companionship. This was about two years ago.

There is another site I use often and for years have been posting dirty stories and occasional comments on where my travels are taking me.

That is how she found me. One of my 300 or so regular readers. I posted that I would be in her city for two days and she took a risk.

She was married and unhappy. The normal complaints of anyone seeking an affair for reasons of lust. I won't bore you with them nor will I defend any arguments of morality. If you don't agree with her or my actions, that's fine, but keep your opinion to yourself if you please.

She had never met me, but had been reading me for years and felt she knew me. She had no idea what I looked like but had spent much time aroused by my words. Read more »

Sandstorm [MF, oral, fantasy]

(First attempt at writing fiction, feedback welcome!)

18°15’ North, 53°39’ East, Dhofar, Oman March 2nd, 1992, 2:18pm local time.

The world had disappeared beneath a curtain of wind blown sand and premature night. The wind roared like a beast while it clawed brutally at his clothes and the scarf wrapped around is mouth and nose. Thankful for his goggles, Nick could still see no further than a few yards.

The sand storm had rolled in from the north, gathering strength as it crossed the border from Saudi Arabia. It descended on them with surprising speed, giving them only half an hour to secure the dig sight and all of the equipment before the first sands began to swirl. Having weathered two smaller storms in as many weeks, the team had reacted well. Now, everyone was sealed in their tents taking advantage of the unscheduled rest. Read more »

Alex and probably one of the weirdest hookups ever for (m/f)

So I had been going into this chatroom a few years back and sometimes it would end very well, but more often it would end mediocre and with little to no action.

At best, it ended up in fucking, and at mediocre it lead to sexting or at least listening to each other get off and talk dirty to each other on the phone. And of course at its worst, some gross person giving me attention I didn't want.

Alex was a girl whom I met in this chat room and ended up hearing her cum for me on the phone the first night after chatting with her. We knew what it was and kept things casual and got off on each other and we would eventually tell each other about people we dated or were fucking.

As things progressed, our talks would get dirtier and dirtier. I love dirty talk and like many people, it makes cumming even better. One night we talked and came several times telling each other all shit we wanted to do to each other. Read more »

Relieving the pressure of finals Part 1 [MF] [fantasy]

Marvel would never make a movie about it, but damn if it isn't exciting in its own way. See—I'm one of the first X-Men. A real one, I mean. And my ability doesn't heal me or make me fly or give me explosive eyesight, but it's one I don't think any red-blooded guy or gal would pass up if given the chance: a mastery over the sexual arousal of others.

It started when I hit puberty, and it made the perpetual boner of my teen years that much worse. It didn't take that much concentration as a high school sophomore—just a little thought to a dimple-cheeked, blossoming classmate of mine—to plant her seed of arousal, build on it, inflame it, and before long be enjoying her flushed face out of the corner of my vision, her sharp breaths, the two of us alone knowing that her horniness was building to a fever-pitch, her nipples hardening, her panties and skirt soaking through…

And the teachers—fuck, that was almost hotter. Getting gorgeous Algebra teacher Mrs. Willets so aroused and flustered that she'd forget what she was saying mid-sentence, letting it burn slow for the entire period, getting her in fucking heat the entire lecture with no release, and being the only one who knew what was happening… I'm surprised I didn't tear a hole through my jeans. Read more »