Tag: G-spot

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. Read more »

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. Read more »

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. Read more »

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. Read more »

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. Read more »

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." Read more »

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. Read more »

Artistic License {Part 4} [FF] [first person] [nc, seduction]

I'll put links to the rest of my story in the comments. Summary so far: I'm an artist with a special gift: I can manipulate my girlfriend's body using a clay figure, which I made for an art project on sexuality. Last week I experimented with her breasts, and found that she accepts the change after orgasming. In my last entry I told you about my decision to give her much larger breasts and – just for fun – a cock.

I woke up the next morning with one arm curled up in front of me and the other thrown over Summer's waist. I nuzzled my face in her hair and breathed in her scent, just enjoying the moment. Then I opened my eyes to see the streak of blue by the pink in her hair and grinned. Oh yeah, this is going to be a good morning, I thought to myself. Read more »

The Visitor Entertains (Sneak Peek #3) [MMF, pegging]

Here's a bit from a piece that I've just finished, The Visitor Entertains. I'd love to know what you think!

The Visitor Entertains, pt. III A Friendly Ménage Tale

Afterward, they lay together on the pullout bed that somehow never got folded away and watched a basketball game. The Hawks were losing, and so somewhere around the third quarter, Lea simply reached into their boxers — they’d never put their pants back on — and began stroking them. Even though their focus remained on the game, she knew she had their attention. “Guys? You up to play some more?”

“Always,” answered Sean, his eyes heavy-lidded in a manner that might have made her think he was falling asleep if she didn’t know from experience just how much flame that look hid.

Andy simply turned away from the TV and looked at her.

“What you got in mind, Lea-baby?” Sean sighed, his cock gaining length under her fingers. “You want to try that strap-on tonight?”

Andy took a breath. Looking at Sean as she was, Lea couldn’t tell if it was a gasp of surprise at Sean’s question, or at the movement of her hand up and down his burgeoning flesh. Read more »

The Adventures of Dennis Part 5: Stains (part 2 of 2)

Shortly after Phoebe’s door slammed, Renee said in a breathy voice—“Dennis, you’re gonna make me cum…” and trailed off and made a few other minor female noises, like she was trying to push her orgasm out of her mouth. (I've tallied this as the eighth time a girl has announced to me, mid-coitus, her oncoming orgasm. The first had been this freak who was eight years older than me who I was fucking my senior year in high school. There had been seven since her in probably the past eight months. Lots of eights and orgasms. But all of this is an estimate.) Read more »