Where there’s a Will, there’s a Way (more stories about the thick dick boy next door) [FM]

After giving Will his first successful blowjob, he and I hung out a bit that night, not bothering to put clothes on. He had a bit of weed so he opened his window and we lay there naked smoking a joint. We didn’t do much talking, mainly just vibing.

“I can’t believe that happened?” He said, basically giggling.

“The blow job?”

“Yeah. No. I mean.. I used to jack off to your facebook when I was a kid,” he blurted out.

“Ewww, why would you tell me that!” I said, laughing, pushing him. I stood up, teasing like I’d walk away. He must have appreciated the jiggle as I started to walk away, because I saw that something else was also starting to… get up.

“so, what did you think about, when you did that,” I asked, leaning in and lightly running a finger over his cock. I got on my knees in front of the bed. He admitted his fantasy had simply been putting his cock between my tits. I giggled at that. Literally all guys ask for that. “I don’t blame you,” I teased, rubbing my nipples. “The girls are pretty great.”

[Str8] [MDom] [Long] My Office Crush

I started wearing thigh-highs to work after learning that he liked them. Some of the other guys in the office were ragging on him about it one Friday evening when everyone in the office had gone out for drinks. Not that this mattered – it was unlikely that he would see them anytime soon. We were friendly, but not that friendly. We lived on the “coworkers” plane, which was a far cry away from the plane where you saw each other’s undergarments.

Our office dress code was fairly casual. The men wore chinos and dark jeans, and the women could typically get away with wearing their “good” leggings and longer blouses. I, however, wore floaty skirts and dresses so that I could feel the tops of the thigh-highs rubbing together between my legs. Of course, since it was an office, no one knew that I was wearing them – they just looked like regular stockings. There was no line running up the back of them, and they certainly weren’t fishnets. It was my own little secret fantasy: that, maybe, one day, my skirt would blow up in a strong wind and he would see them clinging to the skin of my thighs.

Your Friends Pantie Drawer

You promised her you would look after her cat while she was out of town—you hate the little devil but it’s what you do for your friends. You drop in twice a day to feed the little bugger, play with him a bit and head home. As you walk down the hall to leave, you peak into her bedroom and look at her dresser—resisting the temptation to go through her things you head home.

On your last cat duty, you look into her bedroom again. Your heart beating heavy in your chest you give in to the temptation and slide open the top drawer of her dresser. You nervously dig her collection of cotton and silk panties. You slowly start to get hard imaging her in them.

You find some red lace panties that are transparent in the back, and a matching bralette that you lay down on her bed. You rub a pair of her silk panties around your now throbbing cock and think about the one time a few years ago when you were both particularly vulnerable, got too drunk, and hooked up.

Threesome Prequel [FM]

This is the story about the experience leading up to my first threesome. I don’t know how the threesome fantasy started for me, but the desire to watch my now ex-girlfriend, Kristen, get fucked was all I could think about. The thought of watching her, in pure lust, pleasure herself with another cock was exhilarating . Luckily for me, Kristen had plenty of sexual energy and once she got horny enough was interested in basically anything.

Kristen was 5’4, 120 lbs with perky B tits and an ass to absolutely die for. She claimed it was from ice skating, whatever caused it I didn’t care, all I know is that I was quite lucky. Being 19 and horny we would try to touch, suck, and fuck each other as often as we could. She was an incredibly sexual girl. We would tease each other, talk dirty, discuss fantasies and have sex in every position we could think of. After that, she’d lick and suck me until I was hard again and use my rejuvenated cock to pleasure herself. One of the most fantastic things about having sex with Kristen was how vocal she was and how fast and frequently she orgasmed. Being in bed with her was amazing, and for whatever reason, I wanted to watch her with another dick.

The Werewolf: Part 1 – Yennefer [EU] [Witcher] [Fantasy] [Beast] [Anthro] [Anal] [Creampie]

**Author’s note: Holidays are almost over, time to be productive again. If you haven’t seen Netflix’s** ***The Witcher*** **yet, it’s pretty good! Here’s me bastardizing more of that!**

Volodimyr blinked away the harsh torch light, shaking in terror. He’d pissed himself an hour ago and his crotch was still moist. The dingy, windowless dungeon closed in around him. He didn’t have a shirt, having lost it in the woods the night before. Volodimyr shrunk away from the figure in his cell with him, tugging on the manacles that tied his wrists to the table.

A pair of gold eyes, pupils cut like a snakes, stared at him.

The Witcher was picking at his teeth with a fingernail, features annoyed. His right arm was bandaged up, held against his chest. On the table were two short swords, one silver, one steel. The light reflected along their lengths. Next to those was a small wooden cup.

“Still haven’t drunk that, huh?” The bald Witcher asked. Volodimyr shook his head. “Why not?”

Volodimyr could only utter a squeak through quivering lips.

“I really don’t want to have to force you to drink it.”

Swinger and cross dressing part 4 Gay, CD,BI MM MFM factual

Big change

Bob my boyfriend was coming round one day. My wife said she wanted to speak to us both, . We sat down and said my work means I will be away a bit more on week days not week ends, she said I know you 2 adore each othe and I love you both and I could not live with out you both, she then said Bob would you like to live with us full time, I started crying Bob said yes and we cried having cuddle.

Then came the stunner she looked at me and said you have been crossdressing 2 years and live as a woman, you have no male clothes, however you dress style is limited with breast forms and it is your birthday next week, and as a present I have arrange to have implants you will be the same size as me a C cup, how do you feel about this. I was stunned as was Bob I said to Bob would you still love me with breasts and the answer was immediate yes!!. I said to my wife are you sure and she told me she had been thinking about it for 6 months. I then confessed it was a secret fantasy of mine. That decided then She said I will be away next week will you take him to the surgery for the consultation and operation.

The best birthday, pt4 [Mf] [swing]

I showered and read for a while, it was only 4 and my next date wasn’t until 5.

My next date had me nervous, it was by no means a sure thing. But running in the free love circles I did you got a bit bored of sure things and longed for the thrill of sexual conquest you get from a genuine pull. So I’d made a date with the hardest to pull person on the app I thought I might have any chance with: Tina

Tina was young, about as young as I thought I could morally get away with: 23 (yeah yeah half your age plus 7 is 25 but she was a grown woman and able to make her own decisions). She was ridiculously hot. She seemed entirely sexually conventional and not at all adventurous. That said I was very open in my profile about what I was and she had agreed to go on a date with an old pervert like me on my birthday, so it wasn’t like there was no hope.

She was already by the bar when I went back downstairs at 5 to meet her, and she took my breath away. She was a smokeshow.

Being [F]ucked by the [M]arried man, again. This time he slept over…

So, I got to see the married man again. See my last post for our first time together. For some background information, I’m single and he’s in an open relationship. I’m 26 and he’s 46. This time, married man gets to spend the night, while his wife is on a work trip. (Don’t worry about her, she already had a date set up with someone the previous night.) He told me beforehand how he’s never spent the night before, which made me very excited and felt special.

I come home from work Friday evening, eat quick (I know I’m about to burn a lot of energy!), and start to get ready for the married man. I choose a pretty lacy sheer matching black lingerie set and a pair of sheer stockings with lace on the top. I do my makeup nice and pretty, knowing soon it’ll be made a mess. He texts me he’s on his way, and I’m already dripping in anticipation. We’d been texting while I was at work, so he’s been in my head all day building up tension. Knowing how much time we’d have together, really made my mind go crazy.

Our Secret [MF, massage, titjob]

The door closed behind me. I was now alone in the room. I undressed and studied my surroundings. A massage table, covered with a pair of sheets, one folded up, one laid out. A small closet for my clothes. And some shelving, containing everything from a speaker to various bottles of oil, all different shapes and sizes and colors and unlabeled. How did the masseuses know which was which, I wondered. Did they even differ, or were they all just the same thing inside with one or two drops’ difference to provide the illusion of variety?

Then again, I hadn’t exactly come here for the selection of massage oils. I laid down on the table, and pondered just how much I should cover up with the provided sheet. My friend David had told me, well, bragged to me, really, that this place provided happy endings. At the time, I had feigned disinterest, but I committed the name to memory to research later, and now, here I was.

I had often fantasized about a happy ending massage. What man hadn’t? A woman lovingly caressing your body, teasing you, exciting you, right up until the point she reached under the towel with a wicked grin on her face and grasped your hard cock and started pumping away… So I figured, why not give it a try?

[F] My trip to prague

Ok little backstory. Last summer I went on a 3 week trip around some major european cities. I was in prague for 4 days then berlin for 3 days followed by venice for 3 days. Then I went east to warsaw for 2 days then to kiev for 5 days before spending the last 4 in moscow. Flight times not included.

I at the time and still today can speak decent german and russian not fluent, conversational but I can’t read in german or russian only speak. (What is the point I know?) I physically am 5’0, blonde, small to medium boobs, nice ass and a thick scottish accent.

Ok I will start so I do not bore you. So I left the airport and dropped off my stuff at my hotel. You know the norm. So until the night it is pretty boring I do some shopping and that. Ok so the first night in prague I do not know what to do so I decide to go a bar. Nothing really happened until the next morning when I woke up with these two girls in a random hotel bed.