Being Seen [FFM]

Anne wanted to be seen.

In her first year at college my girlfriend, Anne, took some introductory art classes, including a figure drawing class. The class went from the basics to still life, then to drawing people and finally to nude models. The models were not, contrary to how it often appears in movies, especially attractive or sexual. The point was to teach the students, not to get them aroused. For the most part the models could be best described as “fit” and then left at that.

Still Anne found herself deeply aroused in every class. Not by the models but by the people watching. She wondered what it would be like to be the subject of such rapt attention, to have so many eyes on you. She started to dwell on the feeling of being exposed, of being unable to hide anything.

It spilled into our sex. She would get me to watch her in the shower, to watch her masturbating on the bed, even to film her. But it didn’t satiate the yearning. I saw her all the time. Nothing was revealed. Nothing was exposed. She needed something more.

My gf, Amy, sets up a threesome with our hot lab partner. (FFM 21) part 6

Amy, Hyun, and I were all laying naked on Amy’s bed after having sex. Amy told Hyun that we needed to talk about the other girls we had already hooked up with.

Hyun said, “So, you’ve told me you guys have hooked up with other girls before,
so what’s complicated?”

It was still pretty early in the evening and Amy said, “Let’s go out to the living room, get something to drink – it’s a long story.”

The girls each put on panties and tshirts and I put on some shorts and a tshirt. I got the girls each a glass of wine and got myself a beer.

Amy said, “Hyun, it’s not just that Jack and I have had sex with other girls…we sort of routinely have sex with a couple of girls.”

Hyun said, “Oh, so you still have sex with them? How does this work?”

Amy said, “Yes, we still have sex. Do you know my friend Sarah?”

Hyun said, “Tall, hot blonde, with ridiculously long fabulous legs.”

[F] My (22f) long-term boyfriend (23M) found out I was writing erotic fiction and dumped me.

I posted this on a different subreddit yesterday, and felt like it might fit here too!

This was over a year ago, so I was 21 and he was 22, but I feel like this story belongs on here. I have always had a very active imagination, and this extends to my sexual fantasies. My ex was always pretty vanilla, so I never felt quite comfortable sharing my desires with him. That being said, I needed to vent, so I took to writing erotic short stories. I have always loved to write, so this was a kind of natural step in expressing my sexuality. Anyways, I was working on a really steamy story involving a group breeding session, and because it was my fantasy, described my own looks as that of the main female character. One night, after going out for drinks with his friends, my boyfriend burst into our apartment and threw up all over the floor. Being the caring girlfriend I was, I went to grab paper towels to clean up the mess. I had been working on this story while he was out, and in the rush to clean up the mess, I left my laptop open on the table. I came back out to him scrolling through the story, demanding to know why I was writing about (myself) getting gang banged by a bunch of hung dudes, and letting them cum in me. I tried to explain that it was just a fantasy, but he wasn’t having it. To be fair, It was extremely graphic, and this was a side of me he had never seen before. He told me I was a sexual deviant, and he felt like he could never live up to my desires. We argued for a while, but eventually this ended in us breaking up. Honestly, I think it was for the best. I need a partner that is confident and comfortable enough to not judge me for my fantasies.

The Jar [Rape/Non-con] [Yandere] [Inanimate TF] [Comeuppance]

[Features: Non-con, inanimate tf, yandere, covered in cum, smell, cum bath, Sabrina and Alex]

Ivan was having a particularly bad day. He couldn’t shake the feeling that all day he was being watched. It felt like insects crawling on his skin and he kept looking over his shoulder but never actually saw anyone. It was driving him *crazy*.

He had even sprinted home while walking there and it was still daylight out! He had no idea what was going on, but he felt like he was being stalked or something. He was probably just imagining it or something. Just got some nerves that got tricked by someone or something and his anxiety just kept increasing afterwards or hell, maybe a car had just been going the same way he was walking and his subconscious had freaked out. Either way, now that he was *home*, he felt fine. The sensation around him, however, still felt bad, like he was in danger or something. He just shook his head and decided to get into the shower. He was probably jumping at ghosts.

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*Ivan.* ***Ivan Ivan Ivan Ivan Ivan.***

[FF] Revenge by the pool

This story happened during 2019. Beginning of the year, I became single. Long story short, I caught my boyfriend cheating on me the worst way possible: in the act. The girl panicked, dressed up quickly and left. We talked. First, he only seem to regret he was caught. And I questioned him more, he admitted that it wasn’t even the first time it happened. I just couldn’t forgive him and I just dumped him on the spot.

Fast forward to July 2019: my parents went on vacation for 3 weeks without Sam, my brother, and myself. He was 23 at the time, I was 20. So, we’re left in a big house in Montréal’s south shore suburbs with a gigantic pool in the backyard. Sam’s first idea is literally “Let’s throw a party!” I’m more introvert, so I just told him to organize it, that I would be attending, and I would help him clean afterward.

[FMM] I was double penetrated while on the phone to my [M] boyfriend.

It feels odd to be writing this because, so far, none of the partners shared in my tales have still been in my life. But this is an account of a revelatory experience for me and my current partner, Lucas.

When I was 29, Lucas and I had been together for about a year and a half, and this would be the first time I’d maintained a relationship with someone who had the same sexual appetite as I had, and the same interest in experimentation. I have a history of spontaneous sex that I very much cherish, but by this point, Tinder was a thing, sex positive discourse was spreading, and people were becoming more organised, pragmatic, and open about their sexuality. All of which is wonderful news, but this coupled with a long term relationship had meant that being picked up or seduced seemed a more distant prospect than it ever had.

My Gold Duke of Edinburgh took an interesting turn (Part 1)

In England, we have a scheme for young adults called the Duke of Edinburgh award. There’s 3 levels to it. Bronze, Silver and Gold. The awards look good on your CV and for each level you have to do some volunteering, skills works and also a hike. The hike gets harder at each level and for Gold its a multiple day & evening affair with camping between each night.

At school, a small group of us signed up to do the D of E together and we smashed through Bronze and Silver. We worked together on our previous level hikes and we then had to wait a few years until we could fund our gold award. Once we all got to about 20, we were ready to plan our Gold hike and we decided to do it abroad. We planned it for summer in France. And it was going to last 4 days and 3 nights.

Our close knit group consisted of myself, my best friend Adam, his girlfriend Amy, then there was Imani, Rob and Millie. I’ll give you quick run downs on who everyone was and how we met.

28[M] and 23[F] and traffic.

No one likes be stuck in traffic. You’re stuck awkwardly not looking at the people next to you, and if you have plans, you’re probably going to be late.

Well, one weekend my girlfriend and I, decided to go to Las Vegas for the weekend. Unfortunately, I had worked late that day and we got on the road later than we had planned. So after being on the road for less than an hour, we were stuck in bumper-to-bumper traffic, for as far as we could see.

At first it was no issue. We were just enjoying the A/C, the music, and I certainly was enjoying looking at my girlfriend in her beautiful white sundress. The way I just lay across her legs and the occasional gust of A/C would lift her skirt, just enough for me to see her white thong.

The sight had gotten my cock growing almost instantly. I reached over and began running my hands over her leg, back and forth. She had shifted over to be closer to me and opened her legs slightly. I knew exactly what she had in mind. I pulled up her dress and dove my hand into her panties. I was shocked to discover that she was already wet. I quickly went from one finger, to two, then three. She reached over at this time and quickly freed my cock from my confined shorts. No underwear for me.

An update to the [FF]riends and is [MF]

Got a little time this evening to update. Last night after I posted I kind of wanted to talk about the Saturday romp where my wife and her old room mate had some light girl play while the old room mates girlfriend sucked me off, but I did what I vowed to and that was to reclaim the wife in the end.

Anyway, wife wanted to talk this morning. I brought it up last night and said she was tired and we would talk in the morning. I didn’t realize morning to her meant 5am stroking me awake and then soon jumping on me and holding me cowgirl hostage as I asnwered questions and talked about what I could feel was turning her on. She does this from time to time, an interrogation by way of sitting on my dick while I’m hard and not letting me stroke it and she doesn’t move as she asks me questions. And then once we have our talk, she cowboys up and fucks me til I cum.