Sensual Foreplay at the Cottage

The window was cracked open and the rain had started to come down hard and fast, the drops pinging off the roof, bathing the room in a rhythmic, heavenly quiver. A cool breeze whisps through the narrow opening of the window frame, chilling the room fiercely, perfuming the air with a lush, fresh aroma. Our exasperation from the week-long heat wave is finally finally being penetrated.

I lay in bed facing him. His eyes closed again. One of his hands resting inside my thigh, moving his finger tips subtly, letting me know he’s almost awake. His other hand lays on my face, softly thumbing between my cheekbone and my bottom lip. I remove one of my hands from his neck and down his chest and down to his boxers, the outside of my hand against his skin, snagging the waistband with the webbing of my thumb, gently downward, pulling them lower around both of his hips. They snag on his hardness and I carefully pull the waistband around, giving the head of his cock a nice graze with my palm as the fabric is released.He wiggles and moves his legs accordingly to slink them off, his hands not moving from my face and my thigh. I graze his cock with my hand. It’s very hard. I don’t grab it with my whole fist, instead I trace the ridge of the tip with my index finger, as softly as I can despite the shallow contractions already taking place inside me.

me (24F) hooking up with a friend (M) in the woods before COVID [Pt2]

**Part 2**

***Authors note***: Ok so quick recap for anyone interested who didn’t read part one: so it’s a few days before the lockdowns started last March. I’m tentatively planning on meeting up with a few guys I met online and fooling around with them in the woods, although whether any actually show up is unclear. First guy shows up, is a real treat and lets me suck his dick off the main trail next to a boulder. However, there’s a second guy (DJ) potentially coming, who may have walked up on me and guy #1 (Devon) as we are wrapping up. That’s all ya missed. If you wanna read part one, just check out my profile, its like the only thing there. This is a long one, so sorry, I’ll try and be better about it in the future.

Taking Ashley [mf] [trigger warning?] [rough]

The second story I’ve posted. I thought keeping a raw, sort of “journal-esque” tone was more powerful than a grammatically-perfect, structured essay. My DMs are always open for feedback. Thank you for reading!

He was my best guy friend in the world since 2013. He married my best girl friend in 2016. The boy I had dated since 2010 was his man of honor. Absolutely perfect, right? His new wife, and my long-time boyfriend admitted a year into the marriage that they had been having an affair the entire time. Cue major depression, and us leaning on each other like never before. When I go through heartbreak, allll my emotions turn off. My best friend is the opposite, allll his feelings turn all the way up to 100. So, we’re spending all this time together being sad and trying to be okay. He “falls in love with me” right? So whatever, eventually things calm down and we’re back to the regular schedule of weekly game nights and almost daily phone calls but not like spending nights crying together anymore right? We both have long term sobriety.

Afternoon Delight [MF]

The phone buzzed quietly on my desk with a text from Lucy.

“Hey Marco. Are you working from home tomorrow?”

“Hey Lucy, how are you? No plans, why?”

“Got a meeting in the morning near your place. Could do with finding some wifi before I head home.”

“Sure, I’ll WFH then. You’re welcome to drop in whenever.”

As it turned out, her meeting was scheduled to take until lunchtime, so we arranged to meet for lunch in a coffee shop on the high street. My day was quiet so I decided to swing by the gym for an hour first, but I lost track of time and didn’t have time to shower, just splashed some water over my face and then headed to the coffee shop in joggers, hoodie and trainers. I guessed turning up like that meant Lucy would take the piss out of me for looking like a chav, but I was looking forward to seeing her again.

The Arrangement [Mff] [threesome with anal]

Naked and freshly showered, I laid back on the couch between the two girls, my thick cock resting on my belly, rude and demanding and impossible to ignore.

“Alright, ladies,” I said, “It’s not gonna suck itself.”

A protest formed on Kayla’s — the pretty blonde one’s — lips. She still was wearing that knit gray beanie, the one that matched her tight sweater. “But–” she started.

“But what?” I cut her off, “You think that being hot means you get things for free? I wouldn’t let Helen of Troy herself crash without payment.”

“Who’s Troy?”

“Kayla, c’mon, you agreed,” said Abby, the cute and busty brunette one. She was dressed the same as her friend, but in white instead of gray, her sweater deliciously tight. She already had my dick in her hand, was feeling its weight.

“Kayla,” I said, “You telling me you don’t like a good, solid fuck?”

They exchanged glances.

“That’s what I thought.” I grinned. “Stuck up skank like you, probably thirsty for a proper lay, aren’t you.”

“I’m not–” Kayla protested. She looked anxious.

Familiar

The seat under him was starting to become uncomfortable, the bike wasn’t designed for long leisurely cruises. He hadn’t bought it with hours long rides in mind. He’d bought it to be a fun and reliable way to commute 20-30 miles in one direction to work with at least eight hours out of the saddle between the 30-40 minute commute. He had been on the rumbling motorcycle for over three hours now and had the better part of another hour still to go. This would be the last gas stop though. This was another problem with his duel terrain retro scrambler even with a highway mileage of close to 45 miles per gallon having a fuel tank that was less than two and a half gallons meant the stops were more frequent than was strictly convenient. Though being able to stand and walk around a bit would be a relief from the firm seat. He pulled his face plate up as he pulled into the station and found an open pump and slid in next to it. He dismounted quickly and stood stretching his legs as he pulled out his wallet and slid his card to pay for the gas. As he entered his pin he was thankful, not for the last time that, he had kept some personal accounts that his wife didn’t have access to. He selected premium and pushed the nozzle into the tank. It didn’t take long to pump two gallons of gas to top off the miniscule tank and he put the nozzle back in the holder. He looked around to make sure he wasn’t hogging a pump in a busy station and saw that at least three or four of the other pumps were untaken. He remained standing for as long as he could as he pulled out his phone and sent a quick text letting her know that he was around 45 minutes out.
             

[FM] Seducing my (f/23) girlfriend’s new roommate was more than I bargained for

Recently, I’ve been enjoying a sexual relationship with a gal named Emily who I met out dancing one night last spring.

For those of you who haven’t seen pictures of me (I stopped sharing them awhile back because of some really concerning stalkers – I have a post on it if you want to know more), I like to wear a cross between a “girl next door” and an elegant/fashion-forward styles. I have a long slim torso, long legs, and relatively small pointy tits (b-c cups) and am considered beautiful by many but Emily is very different. She has a punk/goth style. She has a nose ring, lots of ear piercings, short black hair that is usually tussled and spiked in the back, and tattoos all over. Her features are delicate and angular, her lips are plump and firm, and her eyes are big and brown with long, long lashes. Her skin is like porcelain and she’s short and curvy with a long torso, narrow waist, and big round DD tits with high nipples surrounded by dark brown areolae that perk up the moment she’s turned on. Her pussy is usually trimmed into a dark landing strip and it throbs bright red in contrast to her milky white skin. She’s gay (I’m pan) and she likes her clit licked and rubbed as she’s being penetrated with a dildo or strap on. She makes sweet, small moans and gasps as she orgasms, her muscles contract and roll like waves and her cum tastes like salty rose water taffy (I am uncontrollably loud and shake and quiver when I cum). Like me, she’s capable of multiple orgasms and we have spent a number of days shut in during the pandemic making each other cum for hours on end, breaking only to eat and rehydrate. Although we have an open and undefined relationship, Emily has been my main physical and emotional relationship this past year, and she has been very understanding and supportive with my sex life and is an awesome friend as well as a lover.

Selling 801 Villa [FM] [straight] [femalepleasure][femaleorgasm][oral][tease]

Back when I was a kid, I used to go to clean houses with my mum. Not so much as clean and more of sitting around while she cleans, but you get the gist. Every day she’d pick me up from school, and we’d go off to some rich person’s house. Where she’d wash floors, do laundry, organise their home, cook, and do anything they’d ask for, really. Then, after the sun would have set and all the floors would shine, we’d slowly walk back to our shabby cold house. Where I’d listen to her tell me all about how I should marry a rich husband who will take care of me.

Fast forward a few decades, I’m now 30 years old, and I still haven’t found my prince.

Life kind of took its own turn, and I ended up building my own empire instead. I own one of the most successful real estate agencies on the island, and I’ve also marked my name trading crypto money, so it’ safe to say that I’m a self-made queen. But to you, I’m Mandy.

Poker night (FMMMM)/(FF)/free use/gangbang

Cara is not your typical girl. She’s average height, more average than model in looks except her eyes are striking ocean blue. She has the old world Italian body type. She always tells herself “I’m cuddly not fat” but deep down she knows she should lose weight. Her boyfriend doesn’t seem to mind though. He loves grabbing onto her hips, or her juicy bubble butt and slamming into her so hard she screams. Actually that’s what started this whole thing. Cara would do anything to please Tom. He was definitely the alpha, at 6’2″ and 255lbs of solid muscle he could make any girls panties wet with just a look, but to top off the sexy meter he was a fireman. 

Part 4: The Optometrist Visit that rocked my world [MF]

Part 4: The Optometrist Visit that rocked my world

Before I continue with the rest of the story, I will paint a picture of what Dr. Robbins and I looked like since that came up a few times in comments.

Me: (in case anyone cares lol) I was about 6’1, 200 lbs, medium dark skin, black hair, brown eyes, fit body but not ripped or anything. Played sports and lifted weights but also liked to eat. Just a bit above average in the cock department. Wish I could say I was slinging a monster but no complaints!

Dr. Robbins (everyone wants to know this): In her 30s, found out later she was 36. 5’5, 140ish lbs. Her bra size as I found out later was 36 DD, nice toned legs with a round ass. She was thicc without being fat. Brown hair, blue eyes. Pretty face, like really pretty without that hot model look. That has been my ideal for what I like in women ever since.

Okay, on to the story..