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The Camping Trip 2 of 3 MF/Voyeur

(Thank you all for the wonderful comments and upvotes. Hope you enjoy part 2)

Part 2

It was shortly after 6 when Jim and his friend arrived at our camp. Jeni had dressed similarly to me, but only wore a bikini top over her very tight shorts. When Jim and his friend stepped out of the forestry truck, I saw a look of pure lust cross their faces as they saw us.

Jim eyed Jeni like a fox looks at a chicken and his friend did not try to hide his staring at me.

We introduced ourselves. “Hi, I’m Dave”, he said looking directly into my eyes. I thought I saw myself reflected in the shining pools of ocean blue eyes that looked at me. “I’m Sheri”, I said, noticing that he was holding my hand a little longer that was required for a handshake. He continued to look deeply into my eyes for a few moments and then released my hand.

“You have the most beautiful brown eyes that I have ever seen”, he said. “They almost look gold in the sun, amazing!” “Thank you”, I said, turning away so he could not see I was blushing like a teenager. Read more »

A Dirty Old Man [MF]

Hank Martin crouched in the bushes on Dundee Hill. Below the sixty-seven-year-old man was the pond at the back of his neighbour’s large property. A few ducks swam along one shore. They were not what Hank was watching.

The object of Hank’s attention was Natalie O’Connell, his neighbour’s niece. The pretty twenty-year-old was sitting on the bank of the pond, dangling her feet in the water. She wore tight cutoffs and a little pink tube top that struggled to hold on to her large tits. Her long blonde hair was tied back in a loose ponytail.

Spying on young women was not usually Hank’s thing. However, Natalie had caught his fancy that summer. When Hank discovered her frequent visits to the pond, he had started making sure his afternoon walks went through the neighbouring corner of his own property. On previous occasions, he had seen Natalie skinny-dipping both alone and with a young man, presumably her boyfriend.

Natalie stood and stripped off her top. Hank leaned in, gazing wistfully at her boobs. The young woman’s tits were the most beautiful he had seen in years. She ran her hands over her torso, with special attention to her breasts, then unzipped her shorts. Hank licked his lips as the cutoffs slid to the ground, leaving Natalie wearing only a lacy pink thong. Read more »

The Haunting of Palmer Mansion Chapter 10 part 1 [MF] [inc] [cheat]

The bus was most of the way to school when Daniel noticed the missed call and voicemail. He listened to Penelope’s message. When the bus let the students off at high school, Daniel hung back and then bolted through some trees and caught one of the side streets that ran behind the school. His brother’s place was only about a ten-minute walk. He could skip first period. Maybe even second if he had to. He texted Penelope to let her know he’d be there soon. Penelope texted Daniel back that she couldn’t wait to see him, with a heart emoji.

Brad’s house was on a quiet cul-de-sac, lined with small, boxy homes. Daniel huffed and puffed as he walked up the front drive. He rang the doorbell and waited only about five seconds before the door swung open. Penelope stood in a tight tank top and yoga pants. Her curves bulged under her clothes. Daniel tried to keep his eyes up on her pretty, blue eyes.

“Hello, Daniel. You skipping school?” Penelope stuck her head out and looked around the neighborhood. Satisfied that no one watched them, she waved Daniel inside and closed the door behind them. Read more »

Take (a poem)

A command:

Strip

We’re refugees from the sun

Outlaws in this desert pass

There’s a cruel curl in your lip

A chance this rendezvous could be our last

So I’d be a fool to resist

We find heaven in this motel

Nestled between highway markers

Part of a township that’s long since fell

Home to little more than a church, a diner, red-eyed stalkers

And countless twisted and bitter farewells

Our room with peeling wallpaper

Off-white, vertical stripes

You’re lying on the bed

As I slide down your tights

There’s a storm marching in

A perfect framing for the coming night

We won’t sleep

You kiss hard

And play for keeps

I can feel the abscess in your heart

The glistening void as I push you apart

You wince at first

But then pull me deep

My teeth graze along your thigh

My tongue traces the outside

Scratch my chest

Dig graves along my spine

Pull my blood out in rivulets Read more »

[FM] Sucked my neighbour

Please read my previous [post](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/gyailq/f_19_about_to_suck_my_neighbour_wish_me_luck/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) for context.

I got dressed up and reached his place. I am tall and curvy. I am really busty – DD cups and I have a nice ass. I was dressed in a flimsy low cut top with no bra. And I wore a small tight skirt with a thong.

Like I said I had made up my mind about how I am going to do it. I was wet with anticipation. So I entered his house and went ahead to the middle of his living room and got down on knees. I pulled my tits out of my top So I was ready with my tits hanging out, on my knees facing the door when he came back. I was so nervous hoping to not embarrass myself. But what came next wasn’t something I expected.

He looked at me. His face was almost expressionless. He held my face in his hand and said “ I knew you were a whore the minute I saw you “. At this point I swear I wanted to melt. I was so nervous and turned on. He walked past me and went to sit on his couch. Now I am nervous, excited, horny and honestly I felt ecstatic. He asked me to come to him. I started getting up. He said “get down on all fours” Read more »

The Locker Room [D/s]

I was walking through the university’s gymnasium—a nice shortcut between my office and the library—when I heard what sounded like moaning. It seemed to be coming from just beyond the girls’ locker room door. I pressed my palm against the swinging door, gently extending my fingers to push it open slightly. What I thought could be someone in pain I now recognized as the unmistakable sounds of pleasure. I slipped in.

I turned the initial corner to encounter the rows of slim lockers. If my memory was accurate, the cheer squad wrapped up practice recently. I walked slowly to the second row of lockers and saw her. She was sitting on the long, thin bench between the lockers, her back to me. But, I recognized the voice. It’s so strange to hear a voice you’re so accustomed to in another context—here, moaning, absorbed in pleasure. She was one of the more talkative students in my intro literature class. And here she was, still in her cheerleader uniform, her legs straddling the bench, spread wide so that she could touch herself, her head tilted forward and her long dark hair hanging in a loose pony tail. Read more »

I love introducing you to your submissive side (Reposted due to new Reddit account) [OC] [MF] [light BDSM] [first person]

Hello everyone. I posted this from my old Reddit account. I created a new one because I actually may be pursuing writing more seriously. I hope you enjoy and I welcome your feedback.

By Hardened_Lust

**Your first tastes of submission – Part 1**

By Hardened_LustPNW

***Disclaimer***

*This is a work of fiction. All characters portrayed within are 18 years of age or older. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.*

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When you draw in that first, gasping breath I know that I’ve got you. The bashfully awkward small talk when you arrive, the pretense of turning on a movie or tv show, the shy cuddles…those are all just formalities. We both know why you’re here, we both know what is going to happen, and yet in the beginning boldness escapes both of us.

Eventually snuggling up turns to teasing touches. The fake “shifting positions” that brings my hand up underneath a breast or makes it drop below your waist happen more regularly until at last we finally cross that imaginary line and begin to make out. Read more »

I leaked a video of my ex jacking off and now he wants to get back at me

*This is a work of fiction. Any similarity to any real person, living or dead, is purely coincidental.*

I giggled as I swayed my hips, one hand caressing cold metal as I spun around it slowly, making lustful stares at everyone who had their eyes on me. I was intoxicated by the attention, the slow beats, the alcohol, the revenge…

I could just imagine my ex’s face right now. He’s probably humiliated as fuck after I posted that video of him jacking off. Me and my friends thought it would be a really fun way to get back at him. And so we did.

Serves him right for being such a dick.

I bit my lip to stop a grin, slowly swaying my juicy ass at the crowd. I danced my heart out that night. I loved the way men stared at my ass with every move but I was so drunk I almost passed out and fell on the stage. I thought I was going to fall on the floor but I landed on a strong pair of arms instead.

I giggled, not bothering to open my eyes. I moaned when I inhaled his scent. He smelled so good I could cling on him all night. Read more »