Tag: G-spot

So, this is a true story. It happened between me and a friend Saturday night June 20. The friend with whom it happened with is the writer, and he has given permission for me to post it.

Encounter

8:00 p.m.

I am standing in front of her, allowing my eyes to drift over her slowly. Her posture and expression betray her shyness: we are finally alone, the door closed and locked behind us, and now that the moment has come she is nervous about taking the first step. I take it for her: moving up to her I wordlessly move her hair away from her shoulder where it has fallen, obscuring her neck, and plant slow, gentle kisses – starting from her collarbone and moving to a point behind her ear that elicits a delicious moan. All sense of shyness and trepidation evaporates, as our hands start to explore each other. Clothing is shed, and our lips now frantically seeking each other out we move to the bed still locked in our embrace. She lies on the mattress, and I on top of her. My lips move to her neck again, then downwards: at her breasts I linger, pausing to kiss, and lick, and suck both plump nipples, feeling the first harden under my tongue, and the second already fully erect. My tongue strays lower now, criss-crossing her belly, plunging downwards, but then outwards; tracing patterns on the inside of her thigh, moving tantalisingly close to its target, then drifting away. At a moan of protest, I relent, and all of a sudden I am upon her; my tongue working at her clit, the fingers of one hand working inside of her. My world is now her smell and her taste, and the feeling of her legs wrapped around my neck, and her fingers entwined around my hair pulling me inwards. Two days ago it was to my surprise that she told me that she had never had this before, and while I have plans for her, right now all I desire is to give her all of the pleasure that my hands and tongue can provide. Soon the gentle rocking of her hips becomes a desperate thrusting, and she climaxes with a shout. Shudders travel through her like aftershocks, but I am next to her now, my arms around her shoulders, my hands stroking her hair, gently holding her until the sensations subside. We kiss, her lips meeting mine greedily, and delighting in the taste of herself that still lingers. Read more »

Adult Sleepover – Sleeping with my brother’s friend [MF]

My brother and I were out for drinks with his friends. School had let out and the summer was here at long last. I couldn’t wait to let loose and shake off the stress from the school year. Now here I was with my brother and his admittedly very attractive friends with more than a bit of alcohol in my system.

After a hectic night out we all went our ways. My brother and I had decided to crash at his friend Parker’s apartment for the night. The bus was packed as the three of us boarded. We scooted through the aisle and ended up standing shoulder to shoulder in a humid and cramped bus, completely exhausted from the night.

After a few stops, two young men in the couple of seats next to where I was standing got up to leave and offered me a seat. With a smile I scootched my way next to the window and quickly sank into the comfortable seat, Parker quickly following behind and taking the seat next to me. Before long I felt my eyelids fall and I began to sleep.

“Next station: Borealis Boulevard” Read more »

Wedding Date [f/m]

I've known Jason for almost 10 years now. We've always considered ourselves as very close friends, where if I drank too much and stayed over with him in his bed, we might cuddle a bit and pass out innocently. Until that one time a few years ago when we went to a wedding together.

We partied all night at the wedding, which spilled over into an after party at a local bar. Shots were ordered along with mixed drinks, and the next thing we knew, we were in my best friends bed completely naked. He had my legs spread wide and was sliding two fingers in and out of my wet pussy slowly, making me moan. The booze-fueled night had forced us to throw our inhibitions out the window. So, when he grabbed my legs at the ankles and brought my legs up over his shoulders, I was more than ready to feel his big dick in my tight hole. Read more »

Replaced by her sister [MF] [cheat]

So, my girlfriend was out of town. In fact she was out of the entire country. She had been gone six weeks at the time and wasn’t going to be back for another six. She had been accepted for an Erasmus term which meant she got to spend twelve weeks studying in Italy. I was delighted for her. The only issue I had with the plan was that it meant there would be no sex for almost three months. I tried to keep busy so my mind would be occupied and I had been ‘sorting myself out’ but the longer time went on the more difficult it got and things that would make me horny seemed to be seeking me out.

A couple of the lads had arrived back in town. We had planned our holidays so that we could have the time off together to catch up. Since college finished last year we had been growing steadily apart so when we had an opportunity to get together we went all out. We met back in our local and sat in our usual spot. The conversation of turned from work to sport to absent friends and family to women and memories from school. The lights flashed and before we knew it last call was to be ordered. We all decided that the night was still young so we moved on to a club. It was a student night which meant the place was crawling with people but after a few years going through those doors we had gotten to know the door man who just waved us through. Read more »

Nailing the Temp

I travel a lot. I own my own appraisal company specializing in large manufacturing plants. Sometimes I'll be away from home for weeks at a time as I examine plants in preparation for an appraisal. Since I travel so much, I really don't have time for a relationship in my home city. It's sad, but I will often spend an evening at a strip club just to feel the fake personal connection. My business is my life and hopefully someday I'll be successful enough to slow down, but for now it's go, go,go.

On a particularly large job in Oklahoma City, I decided I needed some help. The plant was exceptionally dirty so I called a day-labor type temp agency and asked for someone who could do some minor cleaning around critical parts of the machinery that I needed to see clearly in order to assign a value in my report. They sent me Katrina. Kat, as she liked to be called, was not at all the type of person who normally does the day labor gig. She was short and maybe 110lb soaking wet. Her long brown hair was tied back in a no nonsense pony tail, her plain blue T-shirt fit loosely over her B-cup boobs. The jeans she wore had some small tears and hugged her round ass tightly. She wore simple plastic-framed glasses that really set off her eyes. I was very happy to be spending the day with her and hopefully the week. My professionalism kicked in and I explained what I needed her to do. She learned quickly. Read more »

[MMFM] [cuck] An online correspondence turns real

As Samantha drove from her office towards downtown she felt a sensation that worked its way from her feet up her thighs, a good, yet nervous feeling that she hadn't felt since she had married. Samantha, and Mike her husband, had been corresponding online over the past few months with various individuals, sharing sexual fantasies, in hopes of rekindling their lack-lust relationship of ten years. It was one man in particular that peeked both their interests, James, a man in his early thirties who described himself as athletic and ethnic looking. Above all, James described himself as being well hung, and Samantha found herself intrigued by the idea of being with a man with a large cock. As Samantha pulled into the parking lot of the hotel her mind slipped away from her, dreaming back to the sexual encounters with her husband and how they acted out this very night multiple times all while sending James pictures from their escapades. She reminiscenced on the feeling of rubbing her dildo along the entry of her pussy while Mike penetrated her mouth and the feeling of pushing herself back on the toy until she felt a feeling of fullness that she did not experienced with Mike. With that she came back into a state of awareness realizing her panties were completely soaked through. She grabbed her bag and made her way into the lobby of the hotel, a swanky hotel where professionals gather after work to discuss business. She made her way into the restroom where she donned her lace black corset, matching panties, and leggings before pulling over her tight black dress with white accents. Read more »

Western Tales (Part 1) [Str8] [MF] [Inc]

“It’s about time you got here,” I scolded my sister as she walked in the front door. “We were supposed to leave hours ago.”

“Sorry, sorry. Jane and I stayed out way too late last night. I forgot an alarm and we didn’t get up until a little bit ago. I’ve already packed, let me just how in the shower real quick.” she said passing through the living room.

My sister and I were planning on driving from our home outside Chicago to visit our grandparents in Tempe, Arizona. I hoped to make it there after 2 very long days of driving, but since it was already a few minutes after noon, that wasn’t going to happen.

I grabbed my bags from my room and took them out to the trunk of my car. When I got back to the house, the shower was already done running. “Almost ready?” I asked and knocked on the door to my sister’s room.

“Yeah, just a few minutes while I get dressed.” she called out. Read more »

[F]irst time with [m]y best friend

So, this is my first post on reddit (this is my naughty account obviously). Thought I might as well start here. And yes, all of this is a completely true story. I honestly still think about this first time today since it was just that awesome. (names obviously changed for privacy)

Clara and I were best friends and had liked each other for years but never told each other. I would give her friendly tickles, she would casually stroke my leg while we were studying in university. But we were both shy so we never told each other we liked each other and we ended up both dating other people. We kind of were the ones we would go to when we each had sex issues that we wanted to talk about. She would come to me with her guy issues when she wanted to know how to better please a man and I would go to her about how to please women. Years later, we ended up going our separate ways and she moved away from Toronto. We still kept in touch and flirted over Skype but neither of us made the first move. Years later, she came back to Toronto to visit me and stayed with me. We knew she'd be leaving again in a few weeks. And for the first time, we were both single at the same time. Things got really hot. Read more »

“I want to cry” [M/F] [BDSM] [Anonymous]

This story is true. Happened a little over a month ago. I thought I'd write it up with her okay, and I'm hoping you enjoy it. If you happen to have a Fetlife account and would like to "love" it or comment there (she'll see the comments there, I don't think she's on Reddit), please do.

'I want to cry'

A random "like"-ing on OKC, leads to a sharing of Fetlife profiles, which leads to her favoriting an anonymous encounter story. "I want to do that," she said.

Successful and smart, working on her law degree, and stressed beyond belief. She had little time for email, but we made it work. We agreed on a basic framework: at least until she's done with the next few months worth of intense work, I would be as anonymous as one can be in this situation. Beyond the pictures she's seen already, she wouldn't get to see me. The plan would be to have as many of these encounters as we can make happen during this time. Read more »

Introducing the innocent girl to anal [m/f]

Over the last week or so I've had a great time writing about my time dating this sexually repressed woman and how insanely hot it was to break down her sexual barriers one by one. I'm sad to say I'm just about out of stories about her… but this final (or maybe penultimate) installment might be my favorite one yet. If you want to read the rest of the stories for some background, here they are:

Making her beg / Making her squirt / Eating her out

We'd been dating for ballpark five months, and the sex continued to be phenomenal. I kept pushing the boundaries, she kept resisting and eventually caving in. I came to realize that she loved the process of being corrupted as much as I loved being the corrupter– she was a sub to her core and came the hardest when she was being "forced" to do something that she felt was degrading or wrong. The hottest part was how she'd always end up begging for it– watching this nice Catholic girl implore me to choke her, to call her a whore, to make her squirt– those times remain some of the hottest memories of my life. Read more »