Tag: G-spot

[MF] In the backseat of her parents’ car, with them in the front

I was in my late twenties and my girlfriend at the time was in her early twenties, I’ll call her Lyssa.

Lyssa was gorgeous. Perfect body. Natural C breasts, amazing ass. She was 5’5″ and had green eyes and shoulder length ombre hair. Probably the best looking woman I’ve ever been with and maybe the best looking I will ever be with. Once when we were out together a guy watched us walk by, staring at her. He actually said “wow” out loud. I was pissed but I had to get used to it, she received attention like that everywhere we went.

Anyway this story takes place about two years into our relationship. She had an aunt and uncle in the next state over and I was invited to Thanksgiving at their house. So I flew into town and they picked me up, then after the holiday I rode back to our state with Lyssa and her parents. Read more »

Excerp: Step Into the Pits

Here you can read an excerp of [my erotic story “Step Into the Pits”](https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/718273): Alison is asked by her step brother to check out what his girlfriend Regina is really up to when she is supposedly at choir practice. She follows her to a mysterious sex club where she gets trapped and discovers her own kinks under the guidance of Regina. Will her fertile body stay out of the clutches of the mysterious Bull?

 

*Alison felt many hands stroking her body through her clothes, moving up and down her legs, cupping her pert breasts and even stroking her back. Her blazer was unbuttoned and quickly slid off her shoulders while another pair of hands was placed at her waist moving to towards belly, slowly stroking her body through her blouse. And more hands soon joined, moving over her hips, her thighs, stroking her hair.*

 

*Normally her first instinct, when feeling strange hands, would have been to pull away, but these hands were considerate almost soothing. A voice with a slight middle eastern sounding accent whispered from behind her: “Just relax little robin, let us take care of you”*

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[FM] Tied Up and Fucked By My BF

I’ve been a long time lurker here and thought I should finally give back and share an experience of my own. I don’t consider myself a writer so sorry in advance if it’s not good or too long but please let me know what you think and I might post more stories if there is interest.

My bf and I love to get a bit rough and we were both feeling very horny after a fun night out. I was quite drunk and especially turned on and asked him during the night to tie me up when we got home and have his way with me. I love to be submissive and slutty with him and he is more than happy to take the reins. We both have a very high sex drive which is great because we can keep up with each other! My bf is the tall dark and handsome type, 6’2 and built, with a very thick 9 inch cock. I’m a curvy girl, 5’6, brunette with DD’s. I made sure to dress up for him how he likes in a slutty black g-string, choker and my hair in pig tails. I knew this look would drive him crazy and couldn’t wait. Read more »

Seconds, please?[M]

Out for lunch walking to our destination.
I can’t help myself but to playfully grab and lightly slap at your ass.
You tell me to stop but your facial expression says otherwise.
As we seat for lunch I place my hand in your thigh softly rubbing my fingertips up and down your inner thigh, grazing your pussy each time.

I can tell you’re starting to get horny the longer I do it time after time again.
You tell me that we are leaving in a stern voice “going back to yours now” you murmur just at an audible volume.

We head to the car, you don’t hesitate to throw your hand into my pants grasping at my dick fondling as I become harder from the recent attention.

Before you start the car you let go of me and undo my jeans and pull out my stiff, hard cock me continue to fondle me, this time with an in time up down stroking.

Before long we arrive at my house cock still in hand.
I pull from your hand to put myself away as we head inside, heading straight for the bedroom.
The moment we hit the boundary of the room we collide like a magnet to a fridge, roughing each other up as we strip the other while exchanging deep kisses. Read more »

[FM] Stretched and manually diddled for about 3 hours. Sodomy Sunday, Happy Keister!

What the fuck just happened. My cunt hurts.

Day started out pretty simple, shaved QuarterRican’s asshole for her so she could go on a date later, gave her a quick BJ/HJ 101 on a dildo, maybe did a snuffleupagus impression in her lady folds, sent her on her way. She and I are what happens when cisgender men wake up with vaginas one day, in case you’ve ever wondered. Decided somewhere in there I should randomly throw Adderall in my system, after she left I resigned to spending the day riding my knock off sybian and playing with myself various ways. I like days like today- everything is closed, everybody is doing things with their families, no work, no responsibility, no social obligations. Diddle myself all god damn day, days. Lightbulb, ever since Napsturbate I’ve wanted to continue the make-out assist while I ride my fuck machine- Tinder to the rescue, am I right? Everybody wants to watch a woman ride one in real life, and I’m the slutty Make-A-Wish Foundation. Swipe, swipe, swipe. Yesterday a cute dude my age hits me up send me his Sybian Star Trek fan fiction and I am over the moon he’s messaging me today too. *Note to self: he used the term fan fiction, find out what his fandom is and how deep the nerdy goes. Nerds are my jam, baby. Pro-tip: how someone talks to you online or in person, is pretty much how you can expect them to fuck you. Tone is as important as content. He’s funny, that’s the best sign. Funny dudes are better in bed- I cannot express this enough. How many times have I said this and it’s been true? Nearly every god damn time. I tell him I’m spending the day with bae (torn on naming the fuck machine Saddam Pussein, or Muammar Get-off-e… either way, needs a mustache,) in bed. He asks if I’d allow an audience, DING DING DING WE HAVE A WINNER! Of course, but you have to make-out with me; nobody get’s a free show. Throw him my phone number, he texts me, I send him my address. Now I need to hustle and clean up my house because he’s on the way right meow. Our online interaction was very, very brief but I had only considered we’d suck face while I had a big ol’ orgasm on my adult choo choo. Read more »

The Delilah Experiments, part 1: The Window [MF]

Two in a day!
Delilah, I think I mentioned, grew up the very definition of a choir girl. That’s how I’d known her in high school, the transfer student from a catholic school who was way too nice to ever associate with a broody musician like me (gag). When we started hooking up, now 27 and reunited, one of the first impressions that I got was that she desperately wanted to push her boundaries. In the almost ten years since, she’d gotten tattoos, dyed her hair purple, moved to the city, and had a longer list of partners than I did. Yet none of them knew how to crack that shell. Apparently I did.

I’ll be documenting all of the kinks and quirks we got into over the next few weeks. Hope you enjoy.

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It started out simple enough. A week of not seeing her had led from us texting nearly every hour to an escalation of topics, and eventually how very, very compatible we are in bed came up. I told her at some point about my writing these stories, and she seemed interested, so I would write her little samples, just solo thoughts really. A little detail, just enough to fill in the blanks and round off the edges, and it would drive us both into a frenzy. Read more »

[FM] I (31F) pegged a beautiful young Airman (20M) after we took turns on my sybian

Napsturbate

God bless the motherfucking Air Force. I’d been killing my entire day off alternating between riding my knock-off Sybian and napping- a 20 year old Airman on Tinder hits me up and wants to spend some quality time with me. I told him I was busy napping. He asks to join, and I clarify I’m actually interested in said napping activity- after 30, those naps become increasingly valuable. I’m not saying I wouldn’t cum on his face when I woke up, but god damn it I was exhausted after another successful ride and I need a power-nap to go round 4, 5, 82- whatever. He says that’s fine, he’d like to nap with me. Yeah yeah, I know how this goes- you’re gonna crawl into my bed and those wandering hands are just going to oops their way into my naughty bits. I’ve already prepared my litany of No’s leading to the inevitable GTFO. Whatever, come test my patience adorable baby-faced man. Now that I’ve lost 50lbs I might just fuckin’ eat you– I’m hangry. The drive from base to my house is a solid 30 minutes so I dozed back off by the time I hear the knock on my door. Read more »