Like a Good Neighbor – Part 3

Things and between Riza and I started to heat up at a pace that even I didn’t anticipate. Ronny was off for the whole week before he had to return to work, but that didn’t dissuade her one bit. Periodically throughout the day while I was at work and at home, I would get texts from Riza. At first, it was innocent enough, her texting me asking me how my day was going, me asking her what her plans were for today, and so on. Then she told me how much she missed me, and couldn’t wait for us to be together again. I told her that, truthfully, my heart ached knowing she was so close yet so far away. We wanted to do more, we wanted to be together, but it was too risky of Ronny finding out if we attempted much more. Then, one night as I was getting settled for bed for the night, things went from innocent and sentimental on the phone to risky in the blink of an eye.

My first “Hotwife” encounter [MF]

A small group of us had traveled to North Carolina for an advanced martial arts seminar. It was only going to be a two day trip, arrive — stay the night — train the next day — return home. Normally when our group traveled it was a lot more of us and we stayed for a long three or four day weekend. I was lucky to be able to go, it was almost all instructors and just three students. Me (23) a purple belt at the time, a close friend of mine and a brown belt — lets call him James (24) — and a red belt woman — lets call her Michelle (39).

I had been training with them for a little more than year and was having a blast. Michelle was one of my favorite people to partner with because she was a complete badass and had a super fun personality on and off the dojo floor. She was a bit of a flirt, but I knew she was married with kids and I think she just liked to play around; I was sure it wasn’t serious flirting.

Friend’s mom rents me a room… let’s me into more [MF]

So a bit of background, when I was young I made a friend from across the street, Jonathan. His mom was a young (had him at like 18) but she got along with my mom so they were over a lot. We would play and our moms would gossip. I remember her being very pretty and telling her that (I was like 6 or 7!) One day they move. We’re still friends so we hang out at school, but I never see his mom again.

Fast forward like 16 years to 2014. I’m 23 years old and I eventually move to Las Vegas for work and rent a weekly apartment (you pay like $200 a week). My mom calls me and tells me that Jonathan’s mom lives in Vegas and she may have rooms available to rent so she gives me her number (got it from Jonathan’s grandma). I text her and she agrees to meet with me before renting me a room cause she has no idea what kind of guy I had grown up to be.

Brat & Tamer 5 [M/F] [bondage] [CNC] [orgasm control] [nipple play]

Brat & Tamer 4

Brat & Tamer 4 [M/F] [orgasm control] [temperature play] [oral] from eroticliterature

She woke up in panic! Her hair was drenched with sweat, her body glistening with perspiration and quivering with muscle spasms. Her breathing was a bit ragged. She couldn’t see, had she gone blind?!?! No… whew, no… she was blindfolded. She reached up to remove the fabric from her eyes and realized she couldn’t move! She panicked again, her breathing becoming more ragged and short as anxiety was setting in… where was she?!… what was happening?! She jumped! As she felt a hand touch her skin… her bare naked skin… what was going on?!?!?!

Her mind was racing and trying to remember where she was and what was happening. The last thing she remembered was the feeling of immense pleasure mixed with pain and her body being overwhelmed with sensations and then she remembers hearing a woman scream in a loud high pitch primal heat scream and then the lights went out! …blackness engulfing her as she faded away… as she felt her mind swirling and tumbling into a darkness and then nothing… until she woke up!

My Bedroom Window (M 20) And Mrs. Bennette’s Bedroom Window (F40) Part Two Continued

**continued from part 2**

I woke an hour or so later and dinner was ready. As I sat there eating my mind kept wandering to the previous night with Mrs. Bennett. Her perfect tits bouncing up and down as she rode me. I kept asking myself if it really happened because I couldn’t believe it. I actually thought it was a wet dream at one point. Then I remembered her telling me to look out my bedroom window. I went in my room and turned on my bedroom light and did some more reading. As I read my book I heard a sound

“Pssst.. hey Daniel….Daniel you there?” I went to my bedroom window and Mrs. Bennett was there partially leaning out. I opened my blinds all the way

“Yeah, i’m here. What’s up?”
“I told you look out your bedroom window for a reason, turn off your light.”

I went to my light and turned it off. I returned to the window to look at Mrs. Bennett’s. She turned off her light and it was dimly lit by the light on her nightstand. There was enough light in her room to see her. If she took a few steps back you wouldn’t be able to see her.

[M]y Tinder date

First of all, I’d like to apologize for the wording and possible typos, as English is not my first language.

It happened a couple of years ago. I was in a relationship, but the story was obviously coming to an end. My gf went on her vacation abroad, and this pause has strengthened in my thought the necessity to break up once she’s back. So, I decided to make an account on Tinder. However, officially we still were together and I didn’t want her girl friends, who most definitely are on Tinder, to see me there. For this reason I’ve made an empty account with the following text on the main pic: “Offering a good dick and tasty food. Photos on request. 100% adequate, no unsolicited dick pics” and started swiping girls. This story is about my match that I’ll call N. She was a petite brunette in her early twenties. N was slim but curvy (if that makes sense) for her body type, with round ass and, I guess, C- or D-sized tits that looked especially big on her tiny frame. Her face looked cute and innocent.

Like a Good Neighbor – Part 2 [Cheating/Affair][L-bomb][While He Is Home][Fingering][Kissing][PIV][Creampie/Impregnation]

The brilliantly bright afternoon Texas sunlight feels hot on my skin as I settle into the lawn chair next to the pool. My favorite pair of sunglasses make the brightness bearable as I get myself comfortable. Soothing, classical music is playing through the small speakers Ronny and I installed last summer in the bushes around the pool area. Closing my eyes as I relax, my thoughts drift to that of Kurt. For the past year I’ve tried to get his attention and earn his affection. The way he smiles at me, the way my heart flutters and my body tingles at his slightest touch, the look in his eyes every time he sees me, it’s the way Ronny used to look at me and make me feel. Kurt was different. He wasn’t shy about his emotions, he was kind, supportive, and attentive. He was everything Ronny wasn’t. And his cock… Oh my what a cock he had. He wasn’t much bigger than any guy I’d been with in the past, but the way he made my pussy stretch and feel full, and the huge, thick load of cum he planted in me kept me tingly downstairs for hours after Ronny had gotten home.

Alone and aching (F, masturbation)

I’ve been aching all day.  My nipples have been throbbing since I opened my eyes from my splintered sleep this morning. Alone on in our room, I stand in the mirror, slowly removing clothing. I want to watch the goosebumps cascade over my skin.  My hands slip to cup my breasts, massaging my skin gently.  

I press my nipples to the cold glass of the mirror, drawing involuntary whimpers from my throat.  The cold hardens my already taut nipples into tense peaks, my hips rock as I pinch them against the glass.

I find my clamps, dildo and vibrator, needing to ease the intense pressure building in my centre.  I kneel on the floor, nipples grazing the rough carpet, my thighs spread presenting my dripping hole to the camera we always have enabled in the room. I attach the clamps to my nipples and letting them catch and pull. Every movement sends fresh waves of pleasure through my body and I begin to tremble.

[MF] How I (21M) lost my virginity to my best friend (22F)

Pretty long story here so bare with me. This is the story how I lost my virginity to my best friend turned fwb. (Pre covid)

Scroll down to the dashes to get to the sexy parts.

So I’d grown up in a country where people are mostly conservative when it came to sex. I’d fooled around with other girls before but I’d never done the deed. I also don’t think it helps that I’m fairly introverted. A couple of years ago I moved to the UK to do my postgrad. I had to move into private accommodation because there weren’t any uni dorms left and that’s where I met Becky (name changed).

For context I’m around 5’7 fairly muscular but not chiselled with a respectable 6 inch penis. Becky is around 5’2, a blonde and has an amazing curvy body. She has the most amazing natural breasts (Ds if I’m not mistaken)

We got pretty close over the course of the year and are both fairly touchy beings. So we got on very well and spent many a night hanging out talking and we were almost always cuddling and touching each other. Every time we were together I would get so hard and almost couldn’t control myself around her. There was definitely an attraction but for whatever reason neither of us acted on it.