I had sex with a friend of a friend and it led to getting a death threat [MF]

I had known Danielle for seven or eight years. I had met her visiting another friend at college and she was a very cool person. Incredibly pretty, great personality, nice body. Whenever I would go visit my friend at that college she was always around and we became the kind of friends that were only friends when we were hanging out, but when we were hanging out it felt very natural — like we had known each other forever. I probably would have tried to get with Danielle at one point or another, but she was a virgin when I first met her and she was really shy about sex. By the time college was over she had met a guy that went to her school, gotten deep into a relationship, and accidentally got pregnant her junior year.

Any fantasy of hooking up with her was gone as she and her boyfriend stuck it out — despite his regular cheating — and got married for the sake of their kid. After college I saw them once in a while at gatherings or at the wedding of the friends who I met them through. They seemed to be doing okay and I enjoyed their company.

A Little Teasing (Affection, MF, Cunnilingus, Penetration)

There we were, laying in bed, cuddling one another. I had my head on his chest. Every beat of his heart echoed in my ear. His long arms held my body even closer to him. My leg was bent up and sat on top of his. We were watching a movie and frankly, I couldn’t tell you what movie it was or what was even happening. My attention was solely on him. I wanted him and that want came from deep inside me.

I had been gently moving my leg every couple of minutes. It seemed like a simple movement as if I was just getting more comfortable, but really, I was trying to tease him. It didn’t seem to be working, so I finally moved again, but this time I rubbed it against him with more force and I did it a little longer. To my surprise, he was semi-hard. My previous attempts had worked. This only turned me on more. My breathing got a bit labored, which prompted him to turn his gaze from the tv to me. “Hunny, are you okay?”

Date #2: The full story

It turns out that we have to wait an entire week to see each other again…we both have busy work weeks and prior plans with friends the next Friday so date #2 was set for Saturday. Our plan was to cook dinner together and have movie night at my place. Work is blessedly busy and distracted me for most of the day but each night we would talk on the phone and those conversations were so fun as we learned about each other. You told me stories about your Dad that had me crying with laughter and I shared my stories of growing up in a large family. I found myself really missing our nightly call on Thursday – you were busy until almost 10 pm at work so there was only a short friendly text exchange wishing each other peaceful sleep.

As I got ready for drinks and dinner with friends after work on Friday, you called me. I put you on speaker phone while I got dressed and we agreed to talk before bed later tonight. “Have a great time tonight – talk to you soon babe”, you said. I loved you calling me “babe” and told you so. “Well, babe, I’ll look forward to hearing your sexy voice later..”, you replied making me smile again. “Have fun sexy man. Talk to you soon”, I signed off making kissy sounds and laughing as you replied in kind.

College friend joins us for a foursome [Group]

*Mmph*, I woke up thinking. *Last night was incredible.*

My friend Aly and her husband Sam (u/fun_in_love) had invited me over to join them in a foursome with their college friend Paige. It wasn’t technically our first foursome together, as we all hooked up last October. But we were pretty drunk, more than a little high, and by the next day I couldn’t remember enough of the details to be able to relive it. For those looking only to read a hot story, I promise the details are there but there’s a bit more to this than wanking material. I like to describe some of the real aspects of group sex because it’s important. For all the people who comment saying “I want to do this”, they deserve to know about the reality.

For the sake of brevity (ha, yeah right), here are some quick descriptions of us:

Me (Matt): 6 ft, 200 lbs. A “bull” in the lifestyle for a few years now although I don’t consider myself exactly that anymore. You can see my dick in plenty of pics if that’s your thing.

Thinking of you

Hey you(:

As you may already know, I’m pretty much the definition of the sweet little innocent girl next door, but don’t let that facade fool you. I can be awfully naughty at times.. especially when I have you on my mind.(;

I was in the middle of my photoshoot when all I could do is think about you, and all the things you would do to me if you were here. It took everything in me not to stop right there and pleasure myself to the thought of you on the spot.

As I got ready for bed, the same thoughts I had previously resurfaced. It’s like I can’t get enough of you. I started to undress by unfastening my pants, and pulling them down to my hips, watching them effortlessly slide down my legs. Leaving me standing there wearing just my pink panties and a t-shirt.

I laid down propping my head up on a pillow, catching myself running my fingers down past my décolleté, and over my breasts. As I become more aroused, my nipples begin to harden so you can feel them through my shirt. As you cup your hands around my breasts, squeezing them, you notice just how firm and perky they really are.

Horny Husband

My wife’s sister is in town visiting us. We have a one bedroom apartment, so whenever she stays I sleep on the couch and they sleep in the bedroom. It would be a dream if I could squeeze in and lay between the two. She’d been staying with us for about a week and I was getting hornier by the second. My wife feels weird about having sex when there are other people in the house, let alone her sister. I hadn’t even had the privacy to get myself off and my brain started to think of scenarios of how to get my wife alone for a few minutes. That’s all I needed because I knew as soon as I thrust into her I would blow. Maybe I would call her into the laundry room to help me fold and have my way with her. Or maybe I’ll have to wait and see if her sister goes to sleep early one night, and fuck on the couch. Or maybe I’ll just have to wait till leaves, she’ll only be here a few more days. But damn, those days will feel like forever. I’ve been walking around the house in a baggy shirt to hide my raging boner. I keep thinking about relieving myself in the bathroom but I’m too paranoid, I’m getting desperate.

Horny Husband

My wife’s sister is in town visiting us. We have a one bedroom apartment, so whenever she stays I sleep on the couch and they sleep in the bedroom. It would be a dream if I could squeeze in and lay between the two. She’d been staying with us for about a week and I was getting hornier by the second. My wife feels weird about having sex when there are other people in the house, let alone her sister. I hadn’t even had the privacy to get myself off and my brain started to think of scenarios of how to get my wife alone for a few minutes. That’s all I needed because I knew as soon as I thrust into her I would blow. Maybe I would call her into the laundry room to help me fold and have my way with her. Or maybe I’ll have to wait and see if her sister goes to sleep early one night, and fuck on the couch. Or maybe I’ll just have to wait till leaves, she’ll only be here a few more days. But damn, those days will feel like forever. I’ve been walking around the house in a baggy shirt to hide my raging boner. I keep thinking about relieving myself in the bathroom but I’m too paranoid, I’m getting desperate.

Office Hours [MF] [CNC]

You walk into class taking an open seat towards the front of the lecture, so Dr. Shepard can clearly see you in your low cut top and short skirt. You notice he has written office hours canceled today.

He walks around to each student passing back exam papers. He is wearing a blue polo shirt and tan slacks, the lights causing the slight silver in his hair and beard to glint. He stops at your seat last. His dark brown eyes meet yours as he hands you back your physics exam on free body diagrams. The 45 clearly circled with a note come see me during office hours today, I have canceled them so you have my undivided attention. As he looks down you definitely feel his eye linger on your chest, before he walks away and begins the lecture. His baritone voice booming through the hall. You hardly pay attention to the words as he begins the lecture on friction and incline planes.

In the Closet [MF, Cheating]

I always thought when Jerry died, I’d be the first one to see it. Not that I’d go out of my way to be there. He always tried to relive the glory days. Picturing himself back on the field, hitting his fifth home run, or sliding into home plate to close a game. We had been together for as long as I remember, even if I wasn’t sold on the idea. He made a point of inviting me out to every party he threw, which at least made high school bearable for me. I wish I could say I stayed in touch after graduation, but I’d be lying. Jerry never gave up, though; he called me up whenever he heard I was in town, and sometimes I’d even stop by to drink a few rounds with him. He talked about the same stuff as always. The big game of our last year and how we brought the win home. It got repetitive, but I kept enough alcohol in my blood to numb out the monotonous parts.

Dominated (FFM, Fdom, fsub, rope, mild cnc, toys, long)

The house is empty. I walk through doing my nightly check of the locks. He’s out of town and you have plans tonight so I’m on my own.  A long bath did little to ease the need coiling between my thighs as I think back on our recent activities.  I wear a silk dressing gown that leaves nothing to the imagination as I wander through the quiet house, my hair still piled on top of my head from the bath.

Without any sound to warn me, I find my mouth covered and my body pinned to the table. The belt is ripped from my waist and stuffed into my mouth as a gag.  A shadow crosses in front of me and pulls open the curtains, allowing moonlight to shine down on my trapped form.  The dressing gown is yanked off, leaving me completely exposed. My wrists are pulled back and bound together behind me, further impeding my struggles. As I snarl through the gag, the shadow crosses back into my view and the shape is familiar.  I pause. The captor holding me down allows their fingers to slip between my legs, finding the moist evidence of my arousal.  I moan, my body betraying me and I hear a chuckle behind my ear, “I see you’ve been taking matters into your own hands while we were away”. I can hear the smirk in his voice as he  slides his fingers in and out of my centre.  The shadow across from me giggles, revealing the true nature of my attackers.  You and he planned this, and tonight it looks like I’ll be the toy instead of you.