EX-SEX PT. 1 (MF) [oral] [swallow] [facial] [pee]

Nine months removed from a toxic relationship, I was in bed with a woman I’d just met on Tinder. I had been fucking her from behind when she asked me to cum on her face. I yanked the condom off, threw it across the room and, while she was still on her hands and knees, I crawled forward and painted her face with a massive load. She moaned with delight as my sperm splashed onto her skin. She flipped over and played with her pussy while I collapsed into the bed next to her. Cum was still dripping off of her chin and running down her breasts when she asked about my ex.

For context, my Tinder profile said “recently single, only looking for casual fun.”

As I told her about my ex, she ran her fingers through my cum and licked it up.

“Okay,” she said. “But how was the sex?”

The Neighborhood: Part 5 [MF][Exh][Mast][Tease][MC][SciFi]

**Note:** Slightly shorter part…chapters 8 and 9 didn’t fit in the 40k limit.

**Chapter 8: Gretchen’s Welcoming Committee**

Colin started walking toward the bus stop—the opposite direction—and put his hand in his pockets. He felt the business card in there and pulled it out. *Gretchen Mulaney, Logistics Program Manager*. He flipped the card over and pulled out his phone, unlocking the screen.

“Damn it, Janelle.” The background was his smiling wife’s face, covered in jizz. He rolled his eyes, but opened the dialer, putting in Gretchen’s cell. She picked up after two rings. “Hey, Gretchen. It’s Colin. We met this morning at the bus stop? Did you want to get that drink?”

[Str8] The Bachelorette

There I was. How I had gotten myself into this mess I had no idea. Wrong place at the wrong time kind of deal, I suppose. But there I was. Surrounded. Five of them all around me, motorcycles running and revving, whooping and hollering as they circled me. The smell of exhaust and leather filled my nostrils. Screeching tires and profanities filled my ears. I had no idea what was about to happen, but something about the situation made me feel alive.

I had ventured out later than usual that night. There was something drawing me out of the house. I felt bored, lonely, ready for an adventure. I had no idea that when I turned the corner into the bad part of town that I was putting myself right in the middle of a somewhat seedy gathering.

Thoroughly used yesterday by my engaged dom, sore today, and he’s coming back over! [FM]

I flew into town yesterday and within minutes of arriving at my hotel, my sexy dom /u/AnotherBadChoice arrived to make use of me.

I had changed quickly, putting on a collar and cuff bracelets, and he appraised me as we kissed hello. “Good girl,” he said with approval.

After a little more making out, he suggested I lose some clothing so I’d be more accessible for him. Off came my jeans and boots, and I stood in front of him a while running my fingers through his sexy long hair.

After a minute, he made it clear he wanted my top off, so I slipped off my shirt, revealing my 40G tits. He started playing with my nipples, then forcefully tugged down on them.

“Doesn’t this make you want to kneel for me,” he asked sweetly.

Instantly, I dropped to my knees. “Good girl,” he encouraged, as he got into position for me to suck his cock. He’s engaged, and yesterday was one of his fiancée visits, so his cock tasted a bit like her pussy, which made me even hotter!

Roughly Forbidden [MF] [prost] [rough]

“I like it rough.”

There was once a time when a woman could say those words with a straight face and nobody would think much of it. They might see her as kinky tastes, but she wouldn’t be ridiculed for it. However, those days were long gone and Jessica Jermaine was too young to remember them.

At 28-years-old, she lived in a very different world. Everyone was so careful. Every intimate act, sexual or otherwise, was carried out with a level of vigilance that felt so comical in principle, but no one dared laugh. One wrong move became a single act of recklessness. A single act brought accusations. Accusations brought condemnation. Not all of it was of the legal variety, but it was sufficient to keep everyone on their toes.

“I shouldn’t have to do this,” Jessica said to herself as she sat anxiously at the foot of her hotel bed, “but that’s the world we live in. I don’t like it, but it’s too late to change it.”

The Training of Sabrina – Part 1: The Meeting & Arrangement [MF, cons, d/s, Mdom]

Hello, all. This is my first story. It is very long, and encompasses three months of my life. I can personally guarantee that everything in here is true, although somewhat paraphrased. It is not embellished nor fiction. I will be cross-posting this to other subreddits as I feel appropriate. There will be multiple parts and they will run together. Stick with the story and I am sure you will not be disappointed. I will also make a pledge to answer every response and comment to this story. So please, upvote, ask questions, and make comments.

I am a Dom. This is a story about how I met and trained Sabrina. As a visualization, Sabrina was 5’3″ and approximately 110 lbs. Her lithe frame was tattooed and sported B cup breasts with long blonde hair and emerald green eyes that glimmered when she earned a load of cum. I stood at 5’7″ tall and 150lbs. Dishwater blond hair and dashing blue eyes that can stare daggers or encouragement with a single look. My beard game was on point at the time, as well.

[MF] breaking 8 months of sexual tension

I remember when I first met him about a year and a half ago and I felt something towards him. I asked my friend Claire about him and she proceeded to tell me he had a girlfriend. I remember being kind of sad for about 10 minutes, but I quickly got over it. We got a lot closer this year, though! Me and Claire hang out with him and his roommate a lot. They have a cool cat named Carl.

Anyways. In February, Brent told Claire boyfriend he thought I was hot. So then, over spring break, me and Brent kind of started texting and snapchatting, and I was pretty sure something was going to happen between us. But when I got back to school, he kind of randomly just stopped talking to me. Found out a few weeks later that he was getting back with his ex girlfriend. They had a really shitty relationship and have both cheated on each other multiple times, so I was a bit confused, but whatever. Last night, we went out with him and his roommate after their concert. As me and Claire were getting ready, she turned to me.

[Str8]Facial Abuse [Mdom][fsub][huml]

I was guided through the door at around seven in the evening. The man who brought me in was tall, black and muscular. He gestured for me to sit in a black, metal folding chair in the far corner of the room. The room was medium sized and in the very center facing the far wall was a large professional video camera. The room was sparsely decorated, only a dark red leather couch sat against the far wall in front of the camera. The walls were blue and the hardwood floors were a dark woodgrain. The only other furniture in the room was a small desk in the other corner stocked with towels, cleaning supplies and sets of clothing, and another metal chair beside me.

Awakenings [Erotica}

(Another erotic story I wrote a few years ago. Thanks for reading! Your feedback is quite welcome.)

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**Awakenings**

Chapter One:

She sits, alone again but not really, typing to an old friend online while ‘he’ sits nearby, watching some inane sporting event. She never did ‘get’ the whole testosterone thing. Never could see the appeal of watching a bunch of huge, sweaty men play with balls and smack each other on the asses to say ‘good job!’

He yells “YES!” and shakes his fist, pleased with his team and for a moment, she giggles, remembering other times he’d been so excited.

She thinks back to how it all began…

She was so young then, so naïve. He was married, so therefore a challenge but not much of a threat. They‘d flirted online; they’d talked on the phone in the wee hours of the morning, quietly so his wife could not hear. Him in the closet, whispering, holding his hand over his mouth while he climaxed; she could still hear that muffled ecstasy and remembering it made her smile, made her remember the man he used to be.

College JO Buds [MM] – Chapter 3

After our morning jerk-off session I took a nap and didn’t wake up until just after noon. I got up and went to the kitchen to get something to eat and Joe was sitting in the living room playing Xbox. I grabbed some food and sat on the other end of the couch. Our conversation was just like any normal conversation we had ever had before. No mention of the night before or earlier this morning, yet still no awkwardness even though this was the first time either of us has seen the other in person since the night before. We ended up just hanging out all afternoon playing Xbox, smoking and watching sports. As it got around dinner we discussed plans for the night. Joe mentioned a friend throwing a small party so we decided to head over there after getting dinner.