[MF] I (19M) scored a date with the college classmate (19F) I regularly jerk off to

I’m so excited, I made a throwaway just to post this.

There’s a girl at my university who is absolutely the hottest girl I’ve ever laid eyes on — tall and very fit, with long hair, a round ass, slim waist, big tits, and a gorgeous face. Unsurprisingly, she’s been my go-to jerk off fantasy all year, I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve masturbated thinking about her. I see her occasionally on campus and at parties, had never talked to her or even tried. She’s been dating a football player and I never in a million years thought I’d have a chance with her.

Anyway, I stayed at school over the winter break with a small number of other students to take an extra class (psychology) because covid kinda fucked up my credits and on the first day I was surprised to find out she was taking the same class. As usual she looked amazing — jeans, loose unbuttoned sweater over a tight top, exposed midriff. There are only 7 students in the class (again, covid) but it’s a full lecture hall but I screwed up my courage, grew some balls, and sat down next her. She smiled, said hi, I mumbled something in return, and that was it for the first day. But I kept sitting next to her and pretty soon we were making small talk before and after class and she would sometime ask me a question or two about something in the material that confused her. Meanwhile I’m trying to keep my eyes off her incredible body every class and not really succeeding.

Third Person CNC story

***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. ☺️***

Okay so someone asked that I write a CNC story from a third person point of view and this is my attempt! Please tell me your thoughts ☺️

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I like watching her. She’s very busy, always running around. Even in her own house, she walks into one room, then out and then back in when she could have just grabbed everything she needed the first time. I can tell that she has a hectic mind and I like it. It makes it easier for me to follow her.

Night out after quarantine [FFM] [NSFW] Long

It had been a long time since we’ve been out. With everything going on with the lock down my wife and I were feeling pretty antsy. So we decided over a long weekend we just had to get out. First we made reservations at our favourite restaurant, and got a suite at the new hotel downtown the really tall one with the all glass front that overlooked The Valley.

Having been on lock down for so long it did not take my wife long to get tipsy while we were out at dinner. Let me tell you when that woman starts to drink she gets really horny. And it’s not too long before she starts getting handsy as well.

So here we are sitting next to one another and she is just stroking my Dick under-the-table. I am in turn rubbing her thighs every now and then I kiss her neck.

Sheila her name for this telling was raised really conservative her Baptist parents were high-school sweethearts and wanted the same for her.

They are Irish, so you can imagine their surprise when she brought me home. A mixed Spanish and black catholic 10 years her senior. It took some time but many years of marriage and 2 kids later they are actually really cool.

Charlotte’s Little Adventure: The Shower

*This is just a very short story. A little fantasy that I had.* *Because of all the holiday stress, Xmas and new year, I hadn’t had a lot of time to write. I hope you will enjoy this!*

Tuesday 05.00 pm

*Film yourself taking a shower, while two vibrators are in your pussy and asshole. This includes everything from taking off your clothes to drying your hair. You have to do a full shower routine. Focus on showing yourself off. No sexual acts are allowed. The vibrators have to be at the strongest setting and inside of you at all times. You can wear panties.*

*~Epic69*

Charlotte was surprised when she read the request. It was probably the tamest one she had gotten from her fans since she had started fulfilling her subscribers’ wishes. Normally they included some kind of outrageous self-exposure or fucking a stranger.

“Just taking a shower with some vibrators? And “no sexual acts”? That’s actually kinda sweet!”, she thought to herself. “This guy wants to watch me, while I am enjoying myself, I guess.”

08.30 pm

Broken Pt. 3

I considered going to the police, but what could I tell them? Even if they initially believed me, Carman had the video with my wife and Raul fucking like animals, proof that she wasn’t an unwilling participant. Once the effects of the tea wore off she probably wouldn’t remember a thing, innocently telling them she was there of her own free will to get an operation. I’d come off looking like a complete fool, if I didn’t get arrested myself! I even thought about getting a gun and acting like Clint Eastwood, but I didn’t own a gun and didn’t know where to get one. Even if I could obtain a firearm I wouldn’t know how to use it with any proficiency.

I was pretty sure Raul and Durian could use a firearm though, and probably had several of them stashed around their house. Raul had suggested they’d both been ex-military at one time, proficient with martial arts, so probably guns too. I felt crushed, helpless. I’m as macho as most men, and just as ineffective when it comes to violence for most of us would-be tough guys. Stuck in my mind was the ease with which Raul had overcome me and humiliated me by making me almost suck his cock. It still made me sick to think about that. So I waited — no appetite, less sleep and worried to death about Susan. I determined that I’d go back after the two weeks, and hopefully find a way to bring her home. I didn’t know what else to do.

Mom and Dad had so many houseguests [humiliation]

Only when I was a teenager did I discover my father was a cuckold and that my mother was promiscuous. I guess that’s normal. Not normal that mom had lovers all the time! But normal that I wouldn’t know.

Overnight visitors sometimes pretended to be houseguests (“Uncle Terry is Dad’s friend from college; he’s visiting the city”. Other times they were men from close by who “had too many drinks and he’s going to sleep in the guest room,” which made sense before Uber was invented. Dad even lectured me about alcohol when I got my learners’ permit, said I should never drink and drive, so I was slow to see the men for the bulls they really were.

The cover story didn’t have to be airtight to fake out a small kid, but in my teens I figured stuff out. Heard footsteps in the hallway in the middle of the night. Saw a glimpse of “Uncle Terry” coming out of the wrong bedroom at 5 am. I googled “cuckold” stuff in the public library because I didn’t dare do it on our home PC. Masturbation now involved fantasy images of my mother and another man. Neither the fact that she was a hotwife, nor the fact that I now fantasized about her bothered me much. It was the fantasies that allowed me to not judge her, if that makes sense.

Don’t know what to do

I’m a 21 M and there are a lot of things I want to try out, my problem is I am both awful at telling people and nervous about bringing up the possibility of trying it out, I want to try being a sub, Dom, BDSM, public stuff pretty much anything outside of scat. But I know nobody who is either interested in that stuff or interested in me so I’m stuck being in the most adventurous part of my life with no one to explore it with. Do I resign all these things to just a unachievable fantasy or is there something I can do about it?

Stu[F]fing my [M]arried Ex-Coworker on Back Friday

First of all, I don’t want to fucking hear it. No, that title is not beneath you. I mean, you’re the one who is reading word porn on reddit, on a Wednesday. So don’t judge me for my objectively awful attempt at clickbait.

Which brings me to my second point. You may have judgmental inclinations toward my lack of COVID-related caution. But let’s remember why you are here. To diddle yourself whilst reading my morally questionable memento. So while I know that we are in a pandemic, I make no apologies for my undeterred pursuit of pussy.

With those housekeeping items out of the way, strap the fuck in for our ride, and please keep your hands inside your pants. Feel free to skip to the *** if you have an aversion to long-windedness and/or verbal foreplay.

[MF] [spank] [fantasy] THE AFTERLIFE – Mr. Duchose had never been a religious man, nor had he ever seriously contemplated what might be in store for him, if anything, after death.

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It was a distinct surprise to Mr. Duchose to find himself in the empty white room, still lying in bed, but clearly not the bed, nor the room, where he had fallen asleep.

He didn’t seem to feel entirely himself in other ways. When he’d retired for the night, he felt a distinct soreness in the throat which usually indicated the onset of a bad cold or flu, accompanied by a feverishness and headache. His body had the normal aches of a 68-year old man, but more intense tonight, more persistent, and he had tossed and turned for some time before falling into a dreamless and feverish sleep.

Now, awake, Mr. Duchose felt refreshed, fever-free, pain-free, and somehow much younger. He felt as if he were twenty-one again. And, glancing at his hands, he was startled to find that the liver spots and wrinkles to which he had been accustomed in his declining years were gone. His body felt much younger and more alive; in fact, he noted that, for the first time in more years than he wished to think about, he was possessed of a waking erection of considerable firmness.

[MF] [cheating] A WEDDING FANTASY – A true story of my best friend’s highly charged erotic adventure at his cousin’s wedding. If I could only be so lucky…

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It happened at his cousin’s wedding. He didn’t want to be there, hates weddings, but his wife made him go. As she was out on the lawn chatting with friends, he had already made up his mind to choke down the rest of his cake, find her, and tell her he was leaving. If she wasn’t ready to go, she could just find another ride home later. Yes, that’s what he would do.

Then he noticed a pretty woman from across the country club lawn. She was extraordinary, blonde hair entwined into a lazy French twist, dotted with babies’ breath, softly rounded curves shaped in a tight midnight blue satin gown. It was her eyes that captured his full attention. They were locked on his!

He wondered for a moment if maybe they had met before, perhaps she knew his wife. No, he’d have remembered her. The stare was broken as a waitress offered him champagne. He accepted, took a sip, and turned back to her. She was closer now, easing her way toward him. He turned to see if she might be eyeing someone else, then was startled as she touched his sleeve.