The Business Trip, Night 2 [MFF]

I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again – nerds fuck.

I don’t know why the idea of the sexless nerd still exists. Because every now and then I find someone like Miss E (name changed for privacy), who wrote this on a profile about herself:

The way I have decided to live my life is similar to the Harry Potter world. The wizarding world knows about the muggle world but only a few muggles know about the wizarding world. So Miss E is part of the wizarding world. If we meet in the muggle world, refer to me as E (I can explain it is a special nicknames for special friends) but don’t out me as a witch.

I sent her a quick message – “I love the Muggle Clause. Which makes me have to ask – which house?”

Now, she knew on her profile there were some amazing pics of her tits and dick-sucking lips, along with a fun list of kinks that she likes to do. Instead I opened with Hogwarts.

“Haha it’s my favorite thing – my friend came up with it! :) Ravenclaw,” Miss E wrote.

Part One – owning her desires

Introduction
When I moved to Bangalore I was your average vanilla nice guy, the relationship I had before moving was good I thought; going on movie dates, dinner dates ; having regular sex, what more could I ask for, life was good I thought, I had all that I needed I thought that is until I had to move for work to Bangalore. There I met Deepika, Deepika was a friend of my work colleague. She used to teach maths to middle school kids. It was after meeting her I became who I am today. Though we are not together anymore, the memories that I have of her mean the world to me. I still try to date but I have had no luck finding a woman like her. So here I am in order to relive those days writing about the memories of the relationship that changed my life it wasn’t perfect but it was perfect.

Masturbating to Pron (F)

So yes, it’s been almost two weeks since I live at this student house. I still can’t get used to the fact I have so many nights for myself.

Tonight I experimented with something a friend once told me. She is a good friend of mine since elementary school. I never did this before so I tried it out.

Today I was feeling a bit horny all day and when I finally got to my room after dinner I jumped on my bed and slipped my hand in my skirt and my panties. I slipped a finger between my lips and felt the wetness. I slit my fingers in and out and I then saw my laptop standing on my desk. I pulled my arm back and walked to the desk, grabbed my laptop and jumped back on bed.

While the laptop was started I couldn’t help touching myself. Every time my finger slipped past my clit I jolted a bit, I was so horny and sensitive.

“Blackmailing My Stepmom For Sex” [MF] [anal] [blackmail]

“Blackmailing My Stepmom For Sex”
“I’m in love with my stepmom. I don’t live with my Dad, but I stay with him and her two weeks a month. I swear, those two weeks are constant masturbation for me. She’s 18 years older than me, but, for some reason I always wanted to fuck her. I’ve known her all my life. She stays home and takes care of my half baby sister, while my Dad goes to work. I’m always sneaking around trying to catch her bending over or something. Taking a shower. Lying out in the sun with a bikini on. Anything.

Until the luckiest day of my life occurred. I left the house, but, ten minutes later, I came back to get something that I had forgotten, after I told my stepmom I was going to a friends house. I ran upstairs to my room. My baby sister was taking a nap. I walked by my stepmom’s room and the door was cracked open slightly. What I saw was a gift given to me. She was halfway sitting up in bed. She had a T-shirt on, and nothing else. She had her head back behind the headboard with her eyes shut, and her legs spread in the air, going to town on her pussy with a huge flesh colored dildo. I instantly got hard. I mean fucking instantly. I didn’t care. I pulled down my shorts and started to jerkoff right there outside her door.

[MF] I fucked my ex-girlfriend’s best friend, Part 6.

read part 5 here:

https://redd.it/dd8p1j

I must admit I was exhausted after the second round and found myself drifting to sleep. I was not sure how long I was out but I woke up with Kelly with her back towards me sleeping soundly. I know I wanted to fuck a lot more but my mind was more willing than my body was. I was exhausted. Plus the fact that I haven’t even gotten to the third part yet (access to her ass).

Since Friday, I have already ejaculated inside Kelly 5 times.

I got up and went to the bathroom and then to the kitchen to get something to drink. I heard Kelly wake up and call out for me.

“Honey?” she called out, as if she was surprised I was not by her side.

“In the kitchen. Just getting something to drink.” I replied.

She asked me to bring her some iced tea, which I did and then sat down on the couch as he sat on the floor.

“I’m sorry I dozed off. I must have been more tired than I thought.” She said.

Exhibitionist Girlfriend Acts Out Her Fantasy of Stripping and Masturbating in an Amateur Strip Contest – Then Discovers a Swingers Club in Austin

My job as a flight attendant has really opened up my exhibitionist world as it has allowed me to fulfill my fantasy of stripping and masturbating for men that I meet on my layovers, but my ultimate fantasy has been to strip and masturbate on stage at an Amateur Strip Contest.

So one day, on a Tampa layover, our van drove by Scores Gentleman’s Club that was advertising their Thursday night competition on a marquee out front. So before my next Tampa visit, I bought the Victoria’s Secret lingerie and practiced stripping and masturbating at home with some friends and worked up the courage and entered the contest.

When it was my turn to go on stage, I quickly overcame my nervousness and danced, stripped and pranced energetically across the stage, my boobs bouncing as I performed for a great male audience. I stood at different parts of the stage, struck a sexy pose and single fingered my clit as a preview of what I was going to do. I think I smiled the whole time seeing all the eyes scanning up and down my naked body.

Rocksteady

“Kiss me on my lips, come on touch me. I’ll be your fantasy come on come on love me.”

You wouldn’t think much of her just walking into a room. She seemed nice enough…yet this girl had a certain charm that most couldn’t quite grasp at first. I mean, how could you know this girl pleasures herself in the library, or at parties, or just about anywhere she could? Of course there’s no way to know. But she knows. And she thinks about you touching her. All she wants is to be at your beck and call. Be your girl, your slut, your fantasy. In some weird way she knows she’s not right, her girlfriends don’t talk about craving sex this badly. Her friends don’t lust after her the way she lusts after them. Guys she dates get scared eventually. Is she really insatiable? An animal? I don’t know really…but I can tell you how hard this girl tries. Tries to figure out what to say to someone that will give them the courage to fuck her like she deserves to be fucked. She tries to figure out everything so you she can please you. What else can she do? Tell her all your kinks and fantasies in hopes that one day she’ll find someone as bad as her. She’ll let you know you’re not alone, and there are people out there who are ruled by pleasure. She’s one of them. Oh god is she one of them. Her imagination is wild, but no where near as good as the hands she wants to feel tugging on her ass. She just wants someone to tell her they want her. She wants her hair in a jumbled mess in your hands as you fuck some sense into her. She wants you to know she’s touching herself to the thought of this reaching someone who needs to know…you’re not alone. Crazy maniac, sexy and that’s why she loves you. Fly with me, come on, rocksteady.

A Steamy Desert Night After Exams [F] [FF] [F-solo] [voy] [fantasy]

Exams were over. I climbed into bed. Today had been a cold Autumn day. Winter was late, but now it made its presence clear. After tucking myself under the blanket. I reached for my laptop. The stress of exams makes my stomach turn so I rarely eat a lot during the season. However, after the final one was finished, the relief made my appetite return with newfound stregth. As is typical, I had overeaten a little, which had made me especially relaxed. My big loose cotton t-shirt and panties coupled with the newly changed bed sheets made me feel like I was lying on a cloud.

Today had been a busy day. After the exam I had done the weekends’ groceries, washed the laundry, changed the sheets, cooked a heavy pasta dish and taken a hot shower. After university started I realized to make the most out of life’s simple pleasures, which is why I repeat this ritual after each exam season. This was the moment I had been craving for the whole day. I opened my laptop to begin my weekend of binging TV shows.

The Massage [OC] [Massage] [MF]

Your friend Wen is training to be a part time masseuse. One day she asks if you’d be willing to let her practice on you. You pretend to be reluctant but you actually feel a surge of excitement in the pit of your stomach. You’ve always liked Wen, but you’ve never gone further than a kiss on the cheek. Now she’s going to rub her hands all over your body!

You feel a flutter of nerves as you press the doorbell. It’s like a first date! Wen answers the door and welcomes you in. She seems genuinely happy to see you and grateful that you could help out.

As usual, she’s made no effort to look nice. Her black hair is falling loosely and she has just enough makeup to enhance her natural good looks. Today she is wearing a black tee with a plunging neckline and no outward signs of a bra underneath. Her short skirt really shows off her petite figure.

She leads you into the spare bedroom. Walking behind her, you notice that her legs look amazing in high heels and you catch the sweet scent of her perfume.

I Fucking Love Tinder [MF, MF, MF – True Story]

As published in [Dean’s Sexplorations:](https://deanssexplorations.tumblr.com/post/156142040877/i-fucking-love-tinder)

I fucking love Tinder.

I had a business trip to the East Coast this week, and as is out of the ordinary I hit multiple cities on the same trip. Tuesday was Philadelphia, where I already have a FWB. She and I had a lovely conversation and catch-up.

Boston was a different matter. I was only there one evening and by the time my flight arrived, I got my rental car, ate dinner, and settled into my hotel room it was after 8:00. Normally too late in the evening to set up a date. Whenever possible I like to line them up ahead of time using sites like OK Cupid, but this time a friend I already have in Boston had to back out at the last minute so I was on my own.

Oh well. When in doubt fire up Tinder and see what happens. After a few minutes of swiping I got a few matches, and struck up a few conversations. But nothing that went much of anywhere until around 10:30 I saw a new match arise; one of the women I had swiped earlier had liked me back. So I said hello, she said hello, and we started a conversation.