Watching a [m]ovie for the first with my now g[f]

Hey all, sorry it’s been a minute, got caught up in life and everything else going on. Just thought I would drop in and give an update from the previous story.

So after the past events Sam and I weren’t able to see each other due to Christmas. Over break we both had decided it would be best for both of us, even though we were in the midst of ending our relationships, to definitely end our relationships. So we both did and ended up meeting back after break. Break was a couple weeks long due to New Years and all that jazz so over break I got worried that the spark we had going at the time was due to us both being in a relationship. So I ended up getting myself paranoid and was worrying if everything would be as fun still when we got back together.

[MF] An Unexpected and Exciting Trip to the Store, Part 2

…continued from my previous post

I’m sitting on the couch, still naked and drinking a beer when Lauren comes back from the shower. “Glad you’re still here.” She says with a smile, dropping her towel, grabbing a beer and joining me on the couch.

“I’m glad I went to the store when I did!” I say, she replies with something like, “all I went for was batteries, I never expected to get fucked…and certainly not by such a nice cock!” She reached over and squeezed my soft cock and gave a sly smile.

She continued, “I’ve been wondering what you were packing since the bar a few weeks back. I don’t know why, but something about you has just made me so horny lately.”

“I guess that explains the dead batteries!” I say, joking.

“You have no idea!” She says, leaning back. “You just got done fucking me, and look how wet I still am!” She spreads her knees, runs two fingers across her pussy, and pulls them away, a line of wetness connects her lips to her fingers.

[Part 2] The Beast Within (fantasy, werewolf, nc, impregnation)

Trigger Warning!

While entirely fantasy my NC stories often contain non-consensual scenes that can feel raw, or have realistic elements to them. I don’t want to upset anyone, so please use your discretion when choosing whether or not to read.

Thanks and enjoy! 😊

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Nathan just stood there blocking the entrance to the den. His eyes were fiery, an intense aura seemed to burning within them. He just stared at me menacingly while his erection grew.

“Nathan,” I finally mustered up the courage to speak, “this isn’t funny. Let me out.”

“No can do,” He replied firmly. “Like I said, you’re in heat now. It’s part of being a werewolf.”

“That doesn’t mean you have to do this!” I pleaded.

“Yes it does,” he replied, “Besides if I don’t, there’s those other guys outside, you really think they’re going to treat you any differently?”

“We’re not animals!” I protested. “We don’t have to act like them!”

“You don’t know what it’s like for a male,” He lamented, “You can’t fight this urge. It’s driving me harder than anything right now. My wolf-side, it hungers when it catches your scent. Better for you to submit now, so nobody gets hurt.”

My Husband Almost Cried While Getting Deepthroated [FM]

I’ve been MIA for sometime now and that’s because my husband and I are visiting family and staying separately. Sex for the last three weeks is sneaking around our parents even though we’re adults and married. But it’s still fun and the thrill of getting caught, makes us so horny.

Today, we were lucky enough to sneak away for a staycation for a couple days. We do hotel staycations once every month to keep our lives spicy. Before today, the last time we had a sex (I mean a quickie lasting 10 minutes) was three days ago and in our time, that’s a dry spell. All this time we have been sexting and talking about every little dirty thing we were going to do to each other today.
Long steamy story ahead, so grab a drink or joint!

We checked in early at 11.30 am. I went in for a shower while my husband rolled us some joints. My husband followed next. Our room’s bathroom was made of glass, so you could see in from the outside. There was a curtain keeping things modest, but when my husband went in for a shower, he rolled up the curtain and gave me a nice show. He stroked his thick cock, slowly and stared at me. He turned around and pressed his butt against the steamy glass. After he was done showering, we ordered food and smoked a joint. Weed’s “illegal” where we are currently, so this is only the third time we’re having sex while high.

[MF] Online Chatroom Meetup

So I’m a 25 year old guy and when I was younger I used to meet people on Omegle and things like that. So back in February I had this sudden urge to do some online roaming again. I literally just went to a random chat website (I don’t even remember which one in all honesty) and just started talking to people who live in in my state.

I started talking to this one girl, we’ll call her G, and we just start flirting. I had a bottle and she had some weed and we decided why get turnt alone when we could have some company. I’ll be honest, I was crazy paranoid (it doesn’t matter if you’re a guy meeting girl or vice versa, I’m not trying to get catfished nor my booty poked) because I had literally been talking to this person for all but like… 45 minutes to an hour.

So we exchange verification photos and I’m feeling pretty good so she sends her addy and I go to meet up with her. Now I’m excited, this girl has ASS, like peach for days and she’s sending me photos in lingerie and sexy talking to me and I’m fucking whipping to meet at her crib.

Apartment 303 – Chapter 19: Apartment 303 [MFFF]

*Author’s Note: The Grand Finale! Enjoy!*

**- Chapter 19: Apartment 303 -**

Saturday morning had come and gone before I finally reopened the *Apartment 303* chat thread. My phone had buzzed mid-morning with a new message notification, but I had ignored it, left my phone at home, and went to the gym. I’d needed to burn off plenty of energy before I could face the rest of my day.

Not having my phone to listen to music with at the gym my mind focused on digesting all the information revealed in the ladies’ text exchange. I’d read through the entire thing so many times the night before I could recite it all by memory. Many glasses of whiskey was the only thing that shut my mind and body down for the night. I stank like a dive bar as a rode the stationary bike, the whiskey sweating out of my pores. Thankfully, not many college students used the gym at 10am on a Saturday morning.

Your boring one-piece, torn [M/F]

You tell me you’re going to the gym for a swim. I peak over the top of my laptop as you head for the door: you’re wearing a light jacket and shorts over your black one-piece. You call it your “boring” suit—you’ve had it for so long. It stretches in odd places and is enticingly threadbare in others. I shift in my seat as you leave, bite my lip as the door closes behind you.

Three minutes later you’re back. “Forgot my ID,” you say and I catch your eye. You stop in the doorway, as if unsure, wide-eyed. I close my computer and stand up, I’m not even sure why. I take one step toward you and look away for a beat. I hear you reach for something on the table.

And, as if compelled, I rush at you, my hands to your face, my mouth pressed against yours: tongues and lips and spit. I pull at you with my teeth. We’re hungry. I tear your jacket off of you, right there in the entryway and then my mouth is down your neck, inhaling you. I grab your hips, open your legs, and press myself into you and against the door. Your strong swimmer legs grip around me, your arms around my neck, enveloping me.

Two Rope Bunnies [Rope] [Wax] [Threesome] [Sub] [Dom] [Transgender] [BDSM]

You feel the burning sensation of the red rope tighten against your wrists as they are tied to your ankles. You smell the candles burning and hear the little whimpers of Claire as you hear her ass get spanked. “Aww see your little friend loves getting her ass spanked. Do you want one too?”, Evan says. You turn your head to meet his eyes. Your cheeks turn red in embarrassment as you’re laying on the edge of his bed with your face down and ass up in the air, showing off everything you have. “Yes please, sir.”, you say nervously. Evan spanks your right ass cheek hard leaving a pink beaming hand print. You let out a grunt and you bite the bed sheet. “How was that you little whore?”, he says, rubbing the hand print. “It felt good… thank you.”, you say as your little ass stings. Evan laughs as you hear him unzip his pants. You watch and Claire does the same as he drops his pants and unveils his large, throbbing cock. You see a large precum stain next to the head as it shows he clearly is trying his best to hold back the urge to fuck the shit out of both of you. You see the definitions of his cock as it grows bigger. You feel your heartbeat grow bigger between your legs as he slowly begins to stroke himself over his underwear.

I [M] Fucked My Server [F] Then Fell In Love With Her

Maybe you can be the right person for the right person but it’s the wrong time? It doesn’t matter now. We promised not to talk to each other again. We’ve blocked each other’s iMessages, and instagrams, and WhatsApps messages, and emails (did you even know you could do that? block an email?).

Mutual Assured Relationship Destruction.

I’ve tried to forget her address so I don’t send postcards or letters when I visit places or memories we shared. I didn’t send her postcards from Spokane, or Portland, or Boise last summer. I didn’t text her when a band we had seen in a dive bar in Wyoming was playing at my hotel in Austin two weeks ago.

I’ve stopped googling her.

Mostly.

I’ve stopped looking through the gone wild posts she made for me right after we met.

Mostly.

Father, Please {M/F, Priest Kink}

Six years.

That was how long Liv had spent in the girls only Catholic boarding school her mother and uncle seemed to think she needed. In their defense, she had been a very difficult child. She stole, drank, smoked weed, and was even getting close to having sex all before and at the age of twelve.

They knew they needed to step in and her mother was hopeful in the church. Surely all Liv needed was religion and something to believe in. Then she would follow a righteous path as an adult.

Knowing that was what her mother thought almost made Liv feel bad. Catholic boarding school was both heaven and hell, funnily enough. Even more amusing to the young woman was that the experience had turned her towards atheism. Not only that, her mother would faint if she knew the things Liv had been getting up to in school.