The Collector; The Curiosity (Part2) [LONG][fM][sci-fi][dino][oral][anal][preg]

Strings of clear fluid hung from her pussy, which had already more or less righted herself, down to the floor, dangling between her trembling knees. As she studied his impressive member, hardly diminished in size or appearance at all, looking it up and down, she knelt in front of him, gazing up at this wonderful thing, smelling it deeply, her own scent mixed with his, and marvelling at the tiny plated scales up close. Then she first considered the empty space beneath his massive prick.

“Pardon me for asking, but where are your testicles?”

“Such an inquisitive creature,” Toris beamed, “As you’ve probably noticed by now, I’m cold-blooded. You may know that testicles are outside the body because they need to be cooler than the rest of the body, but that isn’t a problem with my body,” he smiled, “because I keep mine inside, my orchids are better protected, and they can grow much larger,” now certainly bragging.

[MF] Staci gave me the best going away present

The first time I met my soon-to-be new boss, Staci, I was in a pissy mood…see my employer was making some layoffs and reorganizing some departments. I had been holding down a really sweet, laid-back position for a couple of years, and they were pulling me off that to work with this new woman who sounded like an uptight stick in the mud. We did not really embrace a traditionally “corporate” culture around the company, and Staci just exuded corporate…ness. I figured this transition was really going to suck.

All that being said, the first time I actually met Staci in person, I was surprised by how attractive she was. She was in her early 30s, and looked like she was in pretty good shape. She had shoulder length golden blonde hair, bright green eyes, and a milky white pale skin tone that, over time, I found myself very attracted to. Throughout our time working together, whenever I was lucky enough to catch a glimpse of her breasts it always seemed like they were deceptively big. Maybe it was just the general professionalism of her attire…I really don’t know how she hid them so well. I didn’t get a peek very often, but over time I began to savor it whenever I did. She had this cute little freckle on the inside curvature of one of them that I would always try and spot on those lucky days.

Mature Kindergarten Teacher . . . Young Man . . . Hotel Room [MF]

Ok, a new post after my recent reposts…

Me: tall, gawky kid growing up, with glasses and an overbite. Then wrestled throughout high school, got contacts, and dental work fixed my alignment to where I’m actually a pretty good looking guy (I’m told I look like the senior in Sixteen Candles–I’m 6′, brown hair, blue eyes, fit), but I still have the perception of myself as a gawky kid with glasses and can still be somewhat shy until engaged, and alternate between overconfidence and no confidence.

I’ve been going through a stretch lately where I’m happy with my friends, I’m very busy professionally, and I’m not looking for a relationship…but I am human. However, I guess I’m a little unusual in that I do primarily prefer, if I’m going to strictly hook up, to hook up with women older than me (I’m in my late 20’s)–it’s intrinsically established that this will not evolve into a relationship, they seem to enjoy having a young energetic guy to play with, and I enjoy the maturity and lack of pretense (and definitely having absolutely no pressure to turn it into a real thing). Also, it’s just a little kinky–being with someone I theoretically shouldn’t–and I like that, especially because I’m pretty straight in real life.

Coachella Last Year pt. 2 [FM] [public]

Okay, here’s what happened next:

So I’d felt almost like this anticipation pressure building inside with him grinding his cock against my lower back and his hand rubbing against my soaking wet pussy from behind. Side note, I tend to get pretty wet normally, but even though I was pretty dehydrated I was so wet it was already slick between my thigh and butt cheeks.

Tom had backed up a bit, and I was expecting him to glide his cock inside of me, but when I reached back I felt the top of his head push between my raised ass, and instead of his cock, his tongue pushed hard into my pussy again and it was like a lightning bolt.

I was so sensitive from just having cum that it was like a hard spanking to feel his tongue push inside of me and just not hold back at all as he ran his tongue along my lips across my butthole.

I was clinging tight to the sleeping bag edge and just saying, “Fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck,” over and over. And when he slid two fingers deep into my asshole, I was shaking, but I bolted upright and turned and shoved him again and said, “you need to fuck me right now!”

Dating a married man[MF]

It all started online when I saw his face. I wanted him instantly. He had messaged me about starting something non-monogamous. I was annoyed he had contacted me for something as menial as a fuck buddy. But he readily explain he was actually in the market for a steady girlfriend. I asked him why doesn’t he do monogamous. He admitted he was married. This led to a conversation that was very free flowing and easy and I liked him instantly.

We texted constantly and started to connect on another level. Then we upped the ante and we skyped. I was nervous because reality often has a way of disassembling your imagined vision of someone so completely that sometimes you’re left wondering how you ever became attracted to them in the first place. But he was handsome and composed with a silver speckled beard and penetrating eyes. He looked slightly nervous. His voice seemed mature, I wasn’t used to dating 40 year olds. He was a business executive for a PR firm. He was ambitious and sought to live life to the fullest. Nothing was sexier.

[FM] Met up with Tinder match, got a hotel, and had some very hot sex

Hi all. I was taken aback by how well my last story was received, so thank you so much. I have been wanting to get back on here but have not found the time. Things with the older guy from that story, Andy, fizzled out. We only hooked up one more time which was pretty damn hot actually, but right now just because of it ending, I probably wouldn’t be able to enjoy writing in detail about that encounter.

Part of me suspects I have some sex addict tendencies. I am constantly looking for sex using dating apps. I like to be switching it up between partners, at times it has been even day-to-day. Despite this tendency, the encounters I feel the strongest about (and masturbate to.. ;)) are the ones where, even if we barely know each other, have that indescribable connection that it makes it feel sensual, connected, and romantic. And that is what ultimately happened in this story…

[MF] The time Joseph (26) made my (20) legs go out while we fucked in a friend’s bathroom… kind of long, some pics of me included.

Joseph and I were together from the fall of 2015 to fall of 2016. This story took place a few months shy of a year ago, at the home of our friend Julie.

Joseph and I lived together in the middle of nowhere, an absolutely tiny house in the woods, at the foothills of Appalachia in Virginia with our two dogs. Visiting any friends was always upwards of an hour’s drive, so when we went out it was generally for the night.

Julie has been one of my best friends for about 7 years, she just finished college and is often out travelling the world doing residencies for her art; so, when she is back home, she just stays with her parents in a super cozy cabin near my hometown. Joseph was an introverted guy and often found himself choking around my super loud, bubbly friends, but he always really warmed up around Julie so I really enjoyed when the three of us would hang out and he could feel comfortable.

Public Spaces Part IV [MFF][exh][oral]

After our shower Cynthia asked us to join her on the roof for a pool party. She had trunks for Jake and a bikini bottom that fit me. She didn’t have any tops that were small enough for me so she lent me a halter top. My nipples showed through the fabric and it would only get worse when it got wet but Cynthia said it would be fine.

“When we get up there you guys are gonna get propositioned.” She warned. “If you don’t mind just politely decline. I want you two all for myself.”

“What kind of pool party is this going to be?” Jake asked

“It’s Adult Swim” Cynthia explained. We were both still a little lost.

The elevator opened up onto the roof and we stepped out into the pool area. There were a dozen or so people milling about or swimming. I noticed that none of the women were wearing tops. I saw Jake do a double take and I followed his gaze. A woman was lying in a lounge chair while another woman was obviously going down on her. A man stood nearby and watched.

“Adult swim” I said realizing the meaning now.

Starla’s Sex Journal, 10/3/17; [Ff][Fdom][Fsub][breastfeeding][oral]

Crying in front of someone else’s baby feels wrong in an unexpected kind of way. At first, they were only tears, but eventually I did start to sob. It got so bad that I had to put Kieran back in his crib, so I could go dry my eyes. Let me explain.

I got a C minus on an exam, when I really needed at least a B. My professor, who knows me very well at this point because I stay after every day with questions, she handed me the test back, and gave me a consolatory pat on the shoulder. I’m probably going to fail out of HST 141, the worst part being that it’s African-American History and I live with a black person. I mean, Kiera wouldn’t actually care that I failed it, but I would. Call it white guilt, I guess.

Kiera walked through the door, with a hard sigh, and stormed straight into her bedroom. I was seated on the edge of her bed still, rubbing my eyes, trying to calm myself. I couldn’t let her catch me crying in her bedroom; that’s some creepy shit out of context. I stood up immediately, and turned my face away, towards the window. “I just put him down for naptime. Waiting for him to fall asleep,” I said.

[M]y Girl{F}riend and Her Social Studies [M]Teacher

This is a story about a time we went to a very upscale swinger’s house party and ran into her former high school social studies teacher.

I’m very hesitant to share any true stories on here because a lot of it could easily be traced back or expose someone else. I’m changing the names obviously but the rest of the information is generic enough to be left untouched. Also, there are just too many rude people and I just don’t need or want the aggro. It’s nice when a sexy lady sends you a message and says thanks for sharing yourself…then there’s always the little boys calling you a liar.

I’m 45 now, but back then I’m a young 20 yr old scrub. My girlfriend, Karen, is 19. We have been dabbling in various things – spankings, handcuffs, 3some with her girlfriend, discrete exhibitionism. Finally, we decide we want to try swinging and getting kinkier in general. Now, this is long before Reddit and social media, etc. Most of you are so damn spoiled it sickens me. You have the world readily available at the swipe of a touchscreen. You have information about sex, swinging, BDSM, FUTA, Hentai, etc. You literally have access to more information about those things than 1000 Libraries of Congress put together. My point is; you had to work hard, make connections, build networks, etc. It wasn’t easy.