First post MF

Every town has that one food that all the locals swear they do the best. Where I grew up it was doughnuts at the local convenience store. I haven’t been home in years and I still crave their maple bars. No, I didn’t write this to inform you of my pastry desires. I am retelling this to share with you an experience I hope to never forget. So, this is mainly for me actually.

I moved away from home for college three years ago and the holiday season was coming quick. I was ready for a break of dull classes and dorm rooms. To help fill the void I was scrolling through Instagram and saw a post with the aforementioned maple bar in the hands of an old friend Jennifer. Both looked super tantalizing. I hit like and DMed her.

“Hey! You made it back home. Now tell me the truth. Was getting doughnuts your first stop?”

That was the fifth draft of an opening message. I was in the same circle as Jennifer in high school but honestly, she kind of intimidated me with her confidence in a place where it seemed like every teen was scared shitless of themselves.

Me (m21) and my religious hijabi gf (20f) finally get a hotel and I fuck her brains out. (LONG, BUT VERY WORTH IT)

So if you’ve read some of my previous posts you know me and my girlfriend come from religious backgrounds. We knew each other in high school and she was always known as the most innocent girl. Never to do anything with any guy ever. Well we had strict parents .So strict our parents wouldn’t even let us date. So we had to completely sneak around. We always talked about getting a hotel, we dreamed about it. Being able to fuck hours on end uninterrupted in a secluded area was a fantasy to us. The closest we ever got up to that point was regularly sneaking out late and fucking in the car up the street. But even that had its limitations such as space and time. We wanted to dress up nicely, have her take her hijab off in a secluded space (she would at night but not usually at day time) We had lots of car sex, theater sex and park sex. But we never had a fully closed, and confined space. We wanted that. And for 3 years we could never find the opportunity. Until now. We got lucky and the opportunity aligned. Her parents were going out of town for a couple of days and mine we super busy till night. Her partners tried to force her to go but she begged them to stay for “school” , and they agreed because they trusted her. Again she was the most innocent girl anyone had ever met. People didn’t think she would ever do such a thing. Even the non Muslim kids at our school. We built up a lot of hype for it. She was so excited the night before she sent me nudes to get me excited, which was a big deal because she hardly sent nudes. So there we were. 10:30 am checking into a nice hotel (I wanted to make it special. She’s a great girl so I didn’t wanna go cheap on the hotel) and on the elevator up it hit me. This is happening. I’m gonna be able to fuck her all day long with no worries of anyone watching or having to keep an eye out. My girlfriend was about 5’4 slim waist. D sized tits and a huge ass, and curly hair. Me. I was 5’10, average body type and a 7 inch dick. Just me . My dick and her pussy for a good 11-12 hours. We got to the room and she goes. “I need to get ready” I didn’t mind. We had plenty of time to kill. After a few minutes I took a peek at her in the bathroom. She’s doing her makeup and curling her hair in jeans that made her ass look huge and a tank top. I hardly got to see her with her hijab off so my dick was rock hard already. She tells me to get out to not spoil the surprise. I can’t wait. I go back to the bed and soak it all in. This girl that people thought was so innocent for YEARS was dolling herself up for me. For the pure reason of getting pounded by my cock. We had sex before but it was always so fast. This I soaked in. After about a half hour she was ready…

Confession 2 : A Cello Fantasy [19f] [Masturbation] [Public]

I write short stories to practice my writing for a longer project. I really appreciate comments, suggestions and corrections. Thank you for reading!

# ~~~ A Cello Fantasy ~~~

Dear journal,

You know my deepest desires and secrets, but what I am about to tell you will undoubtedly surprise you. I am even surprised at myself for being so daring in satisfying my sexual appetites.

I have spent the better part of the day reading and studying old poems. You know as well as me that I cannot live without them. Poetry is my refuge, a sacred space to elope the pedestrian reality of my life. My mom could never lose an opportunity to serve me one of her famous admonitions against the “peril of reading”. By that, she meant books could prevent me from living a full life, which for her meant appearing well adjusted in society.

She decided that we were to go out tonight, just the two of us, to a concert at the philharmonic hall. I cannot say I am particularly fond of either classical music or concerts in general, but my mom loved to dress up like she was some kind of aristocratic dame and greet acquaintances as long-time friends.

Hot Springs [MF/MMMF/Fantasy]

Swimming Hole

The drive to the swimming holes was quiet as usual. The trees swayed in a gentle breeze under the full moon’s light. There was an eerie glow under the canopy making everything feel supernatural. One could almost believe in ghosts. The gravel road was a bit bumpy and rutted out as this was spring and the rains had already started. Tonight was the vernal equinox. A special time in town but quiet down here.

Brittany came every equinox to swim at midnight in the hot springs. It was said that if you swam at Midnight on the equinox after throwing in a copper penny your wish would come true for a whole year. This was the first time she would actually be able to swim at midnight. The beauty of this particular hot springs was reserved for the farm that it was one. Privat Property…though she had been coming here long before she started work on the farm. She used to sneak in after parking on the side of the road. Now she worked here…her only reason for taking the job.

Just a little threesome erotic fantasy.. [FFM]

Thinking about you, me, and another girl.. You tell us to start taking each other’s clothes off while you watch.. She removes my romper and starts grabbing my tits and pinching my nipples making me moan in delight. She puts my nipple in her mouth and starts to move her tongue around while I grab her hair and slide a strap of her dress off.. I grab her hair and move her mouth to mine and start making out. I remove her other dress strap and her tits are in my hands.. You come over and remove the rest of my romper and her dress and let it fall to the floor..

You slowly move your hands up the back of our legs to grab our asses, while our hands are exploring each other.. I move my hands down her side’s until I grab her hips, you tell me to get on my knees and make her cum.. I move down slowly kissing my way down her body, sucking on her tits and biting her nipples while I grab the other one with my hand. My tongue is trailing down her stomach as my fingers move to her clit. She moans and I tell her to start removing your pants.. I stick my fingers in her pussy and move my mouth to her clit slowly tasting her.. You tell her to sit on the bed, you grab my hair and stick my face back in her pussy and tell me not to stop til you say so.. You grab her face and tell her to open wide as you shove your dick in her mouth and start fucking her face..

Job posting – CNC/free-use/suggestion part two

***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. I do not preface or end any of my stories with the explanation of how consent was given. Go to my page and read my pin with a full explanation as to why. This is my fantasy, not yours. You are not being forced to read this, so if you choose to then be nice and enjoy. ☺️***

A Mom’s Unsent Letter to Her Son – Letter 2– [MF][M/s][inc][incest][mom son][mommy]

This is a work of fiction, a fantasy. Author and all characters are over 18. My stories are intended for an adult audience and may contain offensive themes such as incest, dubcon and pet names.

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Enjoy! x

My Dear Son,

I have to write about our “interaction” today. I can’t stop thinking about it.

I saw you working out in the garden. Seeing you without your t-shirt on in the summer heat had me all hot and bothered. The sweat dripping down your body is somewhat symbolic how wet my pussy was at the time. Even through my tight shorts, I felt an obvious dampness. My breathing was already heavy and quick and the only thing that I can think about is… is that I have to do *something* this time.

I changed out of my clothes and into my plain red bikini. I chose it because it’s a little too small, especially the bikini top. Whenever I walked in it, the jiggle of my boobs often caused my nipples to slip out. The bikini bottoms were also quite tight. If you were to look closely, you could see the outline of my labia and I loved how they curved around my firm, round ass.

22[F4M] Italy Trapped and trained into a slut in VR!

P.S. My submissions are always open!

Finally, after all those years, I was able to complete my biggest inventation: a perfect VR headset! After being put, everything that I feel in the VR world will be as it was real.

Ready for the final test, I didn’ t know that the VR was tampered with by someone…I put the headset, eager, and start!

I wanted the RP to be pretty broad. I love things like mind control and transformation, and I love different settings! We could have a fantasy world where I’ m a maid, or maybe a hucow eheh. Or a more real world where I’ m a bimbo goth. Or maybe yo uwant to play out an anime or manga you love, live fate or pokemon? The choices are all yours! How much do I remember where I am? Everything, very little, or complete amnesia?

I always answer back to people who send reference pics during RP, I looooove them! Can’t wait to hear from you!

Mom’s Taboo Piano Lesson: Part Two of Two [Mom/Son/Virgin]

I couldn’t stand the thought of my mother blaming herself, regardless of the circumstances, which is why I didn’t waste time consoling her.

After searching the mansion, I eventually found her strolling through the north gardens. It’s something she always used to do when life got too much, because she said it helped to clear her mind.

“I know why you’re here, Ben.” She said as I caught up to her.

“You do?” I asked somewhat surprised.

Honestly, I didn’t have a clue about what to say once I reached her.

“You came to tell me you don’t want lessons anymore. And that you probably hate me right now, which I totally understand.”

“Mom, that’s not it. That’s not it at all.”

A shimmer of light sparked in her eyes again when I gave her hope for retribution.

“Honey, do you realize what I did to you in there? Do you even know what actually happened?”

“Not really, but it doesn’t make me hate you. I’m sure about that.”

“Well, it should. Because I don’t know what came over me.” She insisted I hold her responsible.

“I’m not a little kid, mom.”

When the bartender 26 [f] said her fantasy was to be a no limit slut for me before she moved back to Wisconsin from Chicago, and it was fun 35 [m] but thirty at the time.

I would frequent a dive bar by my house that was open until 4am in Chicago pretty regularly in my late 20’s early 30’s. There was a pretty cute, kinda innocent looking half asian half white bartender that was always super nice.

We would flirt, and I would obviously try to take her home after her shift, but she had lived with her BF. She was proably 5’3 125 pounds with nice C cups and a little soft stomach, but beautiful skin.

One night I went in to get a night cap solo, and the bar was dead, and she was the only bartender. We were chatting a bit, and obviously I was making my 100th attempt to take her home. She then bought me a shot of Don Julio tequila and did one with me. After the shot she goes…Your dream is going to come true…I am moving back to Madison WI, and my BF already left with the Uhaul. Leave me your address, and I will be there at 4PM tomorrow.

I was slightly confused, but very turned on. I finished my beer, and gave her a hug and kiss on the cheek on the way out. She whispered in my ear “ANYTHING GOES!”