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Hooking up with an old Hookup [MF]

Lucy, 36, and I, 32, had spent a passionate few months together several years ago.

We fucked on the first date, a marathon session at her place which I think still causes me back pain to this day. She was insatiable. For the second date we went shopping and she took me to a sex shop. We later drunkenly masturbated each other through our clothes in a quiet corner of a dive bar.

For all of the sexual compatibility we had, I just wasn’t ready to commit. I came close a few times, but she felt too needy and emotional, although looking back I think that I was just too immature and she had a son which I just wasn’t ready for at the time.

So when she messaged me out of the blue a few days ago I was kind of shocked. She asked me if I was still into Magic The Gathering, my collection of which was sat dormant at the bottom of my wardrobe. Her son had recently gotten into it and she wondered if I had any spare cards. Read more »

Making Chloe Mine (Part 4) [M/F, friends to lovers, breeding, semi-noncon, forced impregnation, milking, creampie, caretaking, gentledom, praise kink, virgin, first-time, possessive softcore]

******𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕖𝕩𝕦𝕒𝕝. 𝕀𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦’𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕪 𝕓𝕚𝕥𝕤, 𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕝 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 **𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕖 𝕏𝕏𝕏’𝕤.** 𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕕𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕜.*****

**Note from the author:**

Hey folks, my name is Aiden. This is my first time writing an erotic story (so keep that in mind.) The story alternates POV between Oliver and Chloe per chapter. If you notice any spelling or grammar mistakes, notify me and I will fix them.

This story is fantasy.

*Obviously, don’t rape people. Consensual non-consent is the way to go, if you’re into that. Use safe words and aftercare.*

**Summary:**

Chloe recalls her first time meeting Oliver and their childhood together. A party is thrown and she is left conflicted. Is Oliver who she thought he is?

******𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕖𝕩𝕦𝕒𝕝. 𝕀𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦’𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕪 𝕓𝕚𝕥𝕤, 𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕝 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 **𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕖 𝕏𝕏𝕏’𝕤.** 𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕕𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕜.*****

**Part 4: Oliver’s true Colors (Chloe’s Perspective)** Read more »

Steampunk Harlots – Chapter 1 [Fiction, Fantasy, 7000 words]

Everyone expected a war between the old ways of magic and the new ways of the steam engine upon its invention. However, what people quickly learned is that a synthesis of the two did more than anyone realised. Instead of a steam engine that could merely power trains and factories, it was made to power airships and augment spells. There was a frenzy of development as every day brought a dozen new inventions. While there inevitably were those who fundamentally opposed one side or the other, most people welcomed the change and the improvements it brought. A war between the old and the new was averted despite the pessimistic predictions of many.

However, as those who remembered the time before steam grew grey and withered, the raw resource used in making steam engines more than their technology allowed, became scarce. The once plentiful element, the raw magic that had bonded with fossil fuels in the ground over centuries, called Ember, was now becoming much harder to find. Mines are dug deeper and prospectors scour for new sources. Heavy contestation over ownership of the new and old sources is escalating tensions. As a result, the tried and true method of settling debates has come back with full fury. War is on the horizon as each nation is quickly industrialising its military. Read more »

[M]y adventures with a married Girlfriend [MF]

Since my last story of misbehavior was so well received, I figured I’d crack open the vault and share some of my other deeds of dick delivery.

So more than a few years ago I was a bouncer at a local night club, living in a loft apartment above. I lived there with my girlfriend at the time, a good friend, and the infamous Sam.

At the time this all happened, I was 22, freshly rid of an extra 50lbs, and working at a popular night club as a bouncer with Sam. My girlfriend at the the time, Lisa, lived with Sam and I in an apartment above the club. Sam was fresh out of the military, and I was fresh out of fucks to give.

Lisa and I did not have a healthy relationship. We’d been together for a little over 2 years at this point, and It was currently a toxic shit show of insecurities, infidelity, and a mutual determination to be the bigger person. At the time of this story, I found out years later, she was seeing and sleeping with other people on a regular basis. I was on the verge of looking else where for validation and intimacy, but our lease still had a couple months left so I thought I’d ride it out and pull the chord when it came time to move out. Read more »

The time I joined a couple for a [MFM] but ended up fucking her solo in front of him

I’ve been drinking a little. It’s the weekend and I’ve been sick, so my favorite hotwife isn’t available. Seems like a great time to reminisce about some of the old college times. My last post was about my first Craigslist hookup. Not long after I posted something similar in the m4mf section, and one evening a tantalizing message popped into my inbox.

A late-20s couple, professionals, discrete, wanted to find a bi man to play with for the first 3-way. They said they were bf/gf (actually husband/wife – not totally sure why, but many married couples do this). They sent a headless underwear pic of the two of them together. Everything from the neck down looked delicious. She was petite, flat tummy. He was toned. Both seemed my type. After a little back and forth we decided to meet.

This was something I had fantasized about for a long time. But if you’ve read my previous posts, you’ll know I was in the depths of a faith crisis as a lifelong Mormon. As became a pattern with the majority of my hookups from then on, I went thinking I would just test the waters. I could back out any time. Keep my faith intact. Of course the backing out part rarely happened. Read more »

The first time I ever got a handjob was from a woman twice my age [mF]

Someone is whining. “Charlotte! Someone will see you!”

“Chill, Robbie. There’s nobody out here.” Laughing. “And anyway, let em look. You should show me off a little, you know.”

Then footsteps from the guy — Robbie, I guess. “At least put on a robe,” he says, “All of creation can see your… you know.”

“You’re no fun, you know that?” Shuffling sounds, then a sigh. “Bye baby, love you.”

I’m overhearing this conversation from through the sliding glass door to the balcony. It leaves me to imagine what this scantily clad woman looks like. And I can imagine quite a bit. Of course my daydreams don’t sate me, they only amplify my need to see, my need to know what this babe actually looks like.

So even though I’m only in my pajama shorts, I walk outside and lean over the railing, looking down the row of identical balconies spread out before me. I try to look casual, like I just happened to be glancing her way.

It doesn’t work at all. The woman, Charlotte was what he called her, turns out to be in the very next cabin over, and she’s looking right at me. “You heard that, huh?” Read more »

How to Cuck a Succ Day 2-part 1 [fantasy, succubus, couple, anal, teasing, MFF, creampie]

**this chapter was so long, I have to post it in parts. Annoying, I know but I only get 4000 words per post. I won’t drag it out too long, will post the rest of the chapter by the end of the day.**

How to Cuck a Succ Day 02 – Play With it

Tuesday morning did not start as innocently as the previous morning had. Penny, after a fitful night of tossing and turning, finally gave up on trying to fall asleep. She tapped her phone and squinted to see the time. Without her glasses, the block numbers were blurry, but she eventually made out what they were. There was still a half an hour left before their alarm would start to ring.

With a sigh of annoyance, Penny rolled back onto her pillow. She felt restless and tired but could not satisfy either feeling. Each time her mind tried to slip into deep rest, thoughts of Kelly would interrupt. The succubus’s flirty smile and playful eyes were locked into her consciousness and would not disappear. Penny stared at the ceiling and wondered about what the alluring creature was up to this morning. Read more »

The D.C. Girl Chronicles: Reunion [MF]

Chapter 8: Only Memories Remain

When I wake up on Sunday morning, she’s already out of bed. She’s in and out of the room, and I’m in and out of consciousness for the first few minutes.

I’m fucking spent. It’s been a long time since I’ve fucked this much, and I’m also sore from the activity of running around Annapolis, and hung over from the seemingly endless amount of weed and drinks. She comes back in and joins me in bed. I begin to realize I’m starting this day on less than 4 hours of sleep.

It’s 8:37 a.m. “Just a Friend” by Biz Markie is playing in the background of the room.

She turns around and buried her head into my chest. She seems completely depressed. I’m shocked by this. She’s tiny, but she’s typically both mentally and physically tough. She’s never shown this outward, non-sexual emotion in the past. Even when we broke up.

“What’s wrong??”

“I don’t know. I’m just sad.”

“About what babe??”

“I just….”

“Do you want to talk about it??”

“I just need a few to gather my thoughts”

“Of course” Read more »