One night with Tonya and Angie (MF MFF)

Just found this sub, and figured I’d could share a few of my experiences. A little background, I’m 45 married with kids, blah, blah, blah. I know I am a good-looking man, and while I’m hung a little better than average, I’m definitely not porn star hung, or Hollywood hansom either. I’m 5’7” (170 cm) and stocky. In my prime, I was 160 – 170 lb (72 – 77 kg), not fat – muscular, I’ve got brown hair and hazel eyes. While I never had any “grade A” prom queen types, I enjoyed more than my fair share of “B & C” girls and women, and I freely admit to more than a few “D-grading” nights as well. Enough of me, let’s get to the good stuff…

Monterey, California, 1991. I was in the ARMY stationed at Ft. Ord. I was dating a local girl of mixed heritage, Mexican and Euro-American. (I hate saying Caucasian, it’s insulting!) I’ll call her Angie. She was about 19 at the time and had a great hard-body with firm b-cups topped with dark silver dollar sized areolas and nipples like pencil erasers. But what drew me the most to her was her perfect heart shaped ass that you could bounce a quarter off. But she wasn’t the greatest looking, and was a bit too teeny-boppery for me, but when you’re stationed on an infantry base its not like there’s a plethora of girls around.

Blackmailed by my neighbor, Chapter 3 [mature][first person f][Mf][blkmail][BDSM][anal][Mdom][Fsub][enema][rimming]

"Good girl. This made me thirsty, I'll go have a drink. Don't go anywhere." Mister Roberts laughed as he walked out of the room.

I was of course going nowhere, bound as I was on all fours, looking at myself in the mirror as my head was pulled back by my braid, that was connected to the hook up my ass. I was still reeling from my first series of multiple orgasms and was just about recovered when mister Roberts returned. He put a glass of water with a straw into my mouth, and told me to rehydrate, we still had a long night ahead of us. I noticed that his cock was half hard and remembered his comment about the viagra. Fuck, I really was in for a long night.

After I had finished drinking he started untying me, starting with my legs and arms and then the spreader bar. He untied the hook from my braid and started pulling on it, extracting the big ball from my ass, making me groan at the intense stretch. He tutted and held up the ball end infront of my eyes and there was a fleck of poo crowning it. He said, "This simply will not do, I will have to clean you out thoroughly my dear."

The Intern

Sorry that this is another rough draft. I took my first stab at writing erotica the other day, and really enjoyed it. I'd love to know what you all think of my next piece: The Intern.


"I'll only be another hour or two," Taylor said, without lifting her head from the deposition she was rushing to complete, "well… hopefully." She picked up the remaining stack of pages and flipped through them far too quickly to count.

"Just don't be here all night," her boss said, "an attractive young girl like yourself should be out on the town on a Friday night, not stuck behind some desk."

"Well," she sighed as she finally looked up at him and slowly took off her glasses, "most attractive young women aren't up for a promotion to Sr. Partner if their case goes well."

"Ahh.." he said, tilting his head in acknowledgment, "just don't forget to have some kind of fun for yourself tonight." "Oh don't you worry," she said back to him, sliding her glasses off her ears, "this office is my playground." He laughed as he turned and left her office. She looked back down at her paperwork slowly, then double took and realized that she never noticed how tight, lifted, and pronounced his ass was. It lifted as he walked in the same way she hoped that hers did. If only he wasn't such an overbearing, micromanaging jerk, she thought to herself, maybe i'd want to take a look.

Black Undies [mf]

I knock on your door after you begged me to come over tonight, and I'm stunned when you answer, wearing a little black thong, and a lovely black bra with some lace around the sides. It would appear as though you notice me staring, you reach into my pants and grab my dick.

"Hey there lover boy, it took you long enough to get here"

"Easy there, remember I'm a gentleman, so ladies first" and I pull your hand out of my pants continuing to hold it I push it behind your back and hold it there while I sweep away some of that luscious hair, and begin to kiss the side of your neck, slowly making my way up to your cheek, brushing across your lips, and giving them a soft kiss, before I softly pull your lower lip into my mouth and give it a soft bite. I see your eyes open up at this dirty little gesture of mine.

You pull back a little, perhaps a bit shocked I'd be a little kinky so soon.

The Adventures of Dennis: Stains

I. The Brownie At the end of the year parties at school, everybody gets their pick: either an attic in the woods, a dorm at school, or some sketchy basement. I was happy to choose the sketchy basement of my pal John and his girlfriend Lisa. They had a nice house down the hill from campus. It was June—college for us lets out late—and it was about 95 degrees. The party was obviously going to be crazy.

What I did first was drink five beers by myself in my dorm. I walked down to their house by myself singing something loudly. I wore my black tank top and kahki jeans. I flexed my arms as I walked and saw that, thankfully, two weeks of not going to the gym had not really decreased my muscles.

I walked alone and sang and did not care about the occasional person giving me a funny look because I did not want to feel lonely. I was, after all, alone. Renee had decided to go to her friend’s film screening. I think she was mad at me at the time.

The Rebellious Stepdaughter, Part 4 [MMMf][bd][blkmail][drugs][inc][nc]

I found my old friend Jacob's number in my phone, and gave him a call. As the phone rang, I walked upstairs towards Carrie's bedroom. I stepped over the wooden shards on the floor, reminiscent of last night's fit of rage. Just as I entered, Jacob picked up the phone. A gruff voice boomed over the line, "Hey, look who it is! You fucking douchebag. How's life been since that frosty bitch cut off your balls?"

"Nice to talk to you again too, asshole" I said. "I'm actively getting my balls back, as a matter of fact. That's why I called." Jacob and his friend Cass were the two guys I ran with years ago before getting married to my wife. I took endless shit from them for being "hen-pecked" and "whipped". Once upon a time, I was a badass motherfucker. Drugs, guns, you name it. Everything changed when I met my wife. She "cleaned me up", got me sober, and now only my hidden tattoos give any hint as to my dark past. I rationalized the loss of my old persona as a fair price for the sex (in the beginning, my wife had been a sex goddess). Now that was all gone, and it was time to become an alpha again.

Me [M] getting carried away with a total stranger [F] in the back of a theater.

This is my first story on here. Been lurking for some time and finally decided I’d share some experiences I’ve had.

I’ll explain a little bit about who I am first, to help with context. I’m a 25 year old straight male. I guess you could consider me the “sensitive artist” type. I’m a musician, somewhat of a romantic, and for a living I’m a graphic designer. I *would* consider myself pretty conservative when it comes to sex, and I may have been before, but after analyzing my sexual experiences over the last few years, I just realize that’s simply not the case. Enough about me, ONTO THE STORY! This happened to me earlier this year, in the summertime.

I was at work one day (I worked in a creative firm downtown at the time) — a Tuesday to be exact — and one of my bosses, John (creative VP), made an announcement. We were taking on a local theater as a new client. They essentially wanted the works. It was to be a total rebranding effort; new website, new logo, a social media overhaul, etc. etc. John then announced, to my surprise, that in addition to being part of the team assigned to the client, I’d be in charge. I was excited. I saw this as a potential “stepping stone” into a more important position.

Charlotte’s Graduation Party [mf][mast]

I have another story that takes place before this involving some of the same characters. While this story does take place after the other, you do not need to read the first story to understand this one. However, if you'd like to read it, the story will be linked in the comments below.

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My head rested against the wall, a quiet moan escaping my lips.

Charlotte Parks, my best friend since middle school, was throwing a graduation party, mostly for the band kids. Being her best friend and a not-so-bad tuba player, I was obviously invited. Since we were no longer high school students, having walked across the graduation stage just a week before, her parents and younger brother abandoned the house for the night, letting Charlotte have free reign of the place. A few non band kids had been invited, namely Sean, whose last name I didn't know. Sean, who Charlotte introduced me to the day before, saying that we'd make a cute couple. Sean, who was doing a fantastic job with his tongue between my legs.

Molly, Jacob, and Camden 3 [fmf][mf][inc][oral]

The loud happy tune from Camden's phone woke them all with protesting groans. Camden climbed over Jacob to retrieve her phone from the night stand and swiped the screen to answer the call.

Molly listened as Camden confirmed she was fine, that she remembered her promise to help her mother, and that she'd be home in a few minutes. Hiding the disappointment she felt, Molly rolled over to face them both.

"Fuck," Camden said as she sat yawning with her hands straightening her tousled hair. "I wanted to hang out, but I forgot Mom asked me to help her today."

"Want us to come help?" Jacob offered. He rubbed her back with a relaxed familiarity and then yawned in turn.

"No," she sighed. "We're going through some stuff in the attic. There won't be room for more than the two of us up there anyway. It won't take all day, so maybe I can come back this afternoon?" She grinned at the end and reached out to touch them both.

"Good," Jacob said with a relaxed smile. "I'll grill steaks for dinner if you guys want."

Alec and Brianna (10 of 10) [MF] [Dark] [Smoking] [Coughing] [cuck] [reluc] [prost] [Roleplay]

ALEC

I give Quinn his instructions. He is only too happy to help in my little intrigue. Then I eagerly get back to my observations.

I watch you light one cigarette after another. I love that I have left the hook so deep in you. That night, I order another girl from SmokingHot.

She arrives dolled up to the nines. Dark red lipstick as I specified.

"Ah Ember." I say "Nice to see you."

"Sure" she says.

We make out in front of the observation cam. Then I have her sit and smoke in the same posture I observe you in. She smokes very sexily. 100's in a long black cigarette holder. I jump her when I can hold back no longer, spilling the ashtray.

"Take it Brianna!" I shout.

"Brianna?"

"Shut up" I say as I enter her.

She struggles because she knows I like it that way. They must have quite a file on me at their company. I finally get her pinned down and give it to her good.