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A little ice play after too much sun [F] [M]

So this story is a few years old. At the time I was working crazy hours and really never had time to go out with friends and drink, etc – even on the weekends. Very fun way to spend your mid-20s. Honestly, I couldn’t remember the last time I got out in the sun. I ended up randomly having to have a minor non evasive surgery needed which lead to a bright idea – I’ll use this as an excuse for a mini stay-cation – take the day off before surgery to go out and party and a day or two to recoup after – then back to work.

I decide that if I’m going to let my hair down, I’m going to go all out. You know, get to be the girl I can’t be at the office – where all of the prying eyes need to see me prim and proper in Oxford button ups and pencil skirts. I decide, f* it, and pull out my smallest bikini – essentially dental floss with interwoven strings on the side and butt that make a daring woven pattern of skin and bright colored cloth. Read more »

I [F] Hired Another Woman For Sensual Massage…

Part 1 of a story about hiring another woman for sensual massage.

I tend to write with a lot of build and anticipation. Patience is required. Sexy parts demarcated if you must skip ahead. Full story is posted on my profile <3

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Inside me was a pit. In the pit were cold coals, bits of bark, unholy, dampening wetness; things unsuitable for fire and longing. Instead of longing, I cultivated emptiness. I felt sorry for my pinked and bloodied heart.

“Eventually, you’ll feel different,” Violet tried to reassure me, her tender hands always half-soothing, half-making tea.

Since I had known her, I had been in mourning. First it was the loss of a pet, then it was the loss of a family member, then it was a move, then it was anything that caused the slightest bit of inconvenience. The exhaustion of survival had set in, and I had lost something I didn’t think possible: my own body. Read more »

[FF] Hiring another woman for a sensual massage…

Part 1 of a story about hiring another woman for sensual massage. Based on a true story!

I tend to write with a lot of build and anticipation. Patience is required. Sexy parts demarcated if you must skip ahead. Full story is posted on my profile <3

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Inside me was a pit. In the pit were cold coals, bits of bark, unholy, dampening wetness; things unsuitable for fire and longing. Instead of longing, I cultivated emptiness. I felt sorry for my pinked and bloodied heart.

“Eventually, you’ll feel different,” Violet tried to reassure me, her tender hands always half-soothing, half-making tea.

Since I had known her, I had been in mourning. First it was the loss of a pet, then it was the loss of a family member, then it was a move, then it was anything that caused the slightest bit of inconvenience. The exhaustion of survival had set in, and I had lost something I didn’t think possible: my own body. Read more »

Solving my problems 3 [mf][MF] [Size]

I read the story “Solving my Problems” and I couldn’t help but relate to the poor guy with the big dick. I know, I know, please, save any smart ass remarks until the end of this.

When I was a kid, before puberty hit, I had a long dick. It was still a little boy’s dick, even if a bit longer. Thin and occasionally when having a bath as a boy mom would tell me I got wire in my wiener. I only knew this happened occasionally, not often, but I never knew it was used for more than just taking a leak until junior high. Middle school was a nightmare for me because we had to change for gym. At first, it wasn’t really an issue, but when in Grade 8, it changed, rapidly. I couldn’t help it, my boxers, and I never had briefs, would sometimes fall open when changing and my dick would fall out. I would be teased by other boys for carrying a snake around in my pants and all sorts of shit like that. Read more »

Music Festival Weekend Part 3 – The Drive Home [MM, MF]

Music Festival Weekend Part 3 – The Drive Home [MM, MF]

The next morning, I got up early help break down the camp, and hit the road to make a rendezvous I had arranged along my drive home with a voluptuous black woman Nikki. I booked a hotel along my route home, close to Nikki, and drove like mad to get there at 10AM for Check in, she was to meet me at 11AM. I checked in right on time, only to get a text message the she wont be able to meet me until 2PM.

I find my room crank up the AC and get ready for meeting, I got pretty worked up along the drive and waiting, I downloaded Grinder, and found a local guy willing to meet me at my hotel all within about 15 minutes.

Daryle was knocking at my door 20 minutes later, he was in his 20’s, short, fit and with delicious dark skin, glistening with sweat from the 100F plus temperature outside. I was in my tight boxer briefs, when I opened the door.

He said, “ Max?” Read more »

Persephone and Hades – Part Five

A sudden massive gust of ice cold wind circled the bedchamber like a vortex, extinguishing the flaming wall sconces and shrouding everything it touched in a cloak of darkness as it whipped around the room. My hair was tossed across my face and my clothes dishevelled in its wake. I tried to see through the gloom, peering into the inky blackness in an attempt to make out the bed, the chair, Hades, anything… but there was nothing but ebony emptiness to behold.

Until…

He must have had his eyes shut, because – as I glanced around blindly – two burning, ruby embers suddenly lit up the darkness directly in front of me. Hades had opened his lids partway, and was perusing me in ominous silence, hellfire blazing in his deep red, glowing eyes. I realised then that the wind and the dark were a direct manifestation of his mood… so, in comparison to those other occasions when the room had darkened along with his temper, this time, his anger must have been extreme… Rather than a deepening twilight rage, this was like a sudden fucking solar eclipse… Read more »

Sister In Law: Part Two [M] [Straight Sex] [Masturbation] [Huge Fake Boobs]

Two weeks had passed since my wife, and I had moved into her sister’s house. The move from Florida to Texas was a big one, but so far it had paid off. Hope had got me a job with one of the contractors that fixed up the houses for her properties. The pay was good, and it felt good to be using my hands to work again.

Desiree was doing great at Gary’s firm, she was already on the list to get promoted. Things were looking like they were falling into place, except for one thing. The relationship between Gary and I had hit a brick wall. I had caught him on the phone with one of his friends, he didn’t know I was behind him, and he called me the N-word, stating that he couldn’t believe his sister in law was dating one of us, and how lazy I was around the house. Read more »

“Can you make me cum with your feet?” (28f) [FM]

Before I kick this post off I feel it’s only fair that I make one thing clear; I’m not ‘into’ feet.

It’s not that I necessarily find them specifically unattractive – far from it – but more that I simply find them no *more* attractive than any other largely functional part of the anatomy. Which is to say that ultimately I find them no more or less arousing than the elbow or the ear lobe.

But I also fully understand that to some people they are the very pinnacle of the erotic food chain. And I take no issue with that at all – Everyone has their own unique kinks and it’s very much not for others to judge. Sometimes it can be a fascinating deep dive into *why* a person can find a specific (and/or obscure) thing to stimulate them, but providing it’s not actively harming either themselves or others, I’ll never kink-shame and always try my best to at the very least understand, if not necessarily participate.

My philosophy has always been to (at least attempt to) keep an open mind. Often kinks can be either so remarkably specific or so bizarrely left field that they’ll be things that you’d never conceive of yourself and, perhaps if you tried it, you might even enjoy it. Read more »