Tag: Girlfriend

GF and her friend got fucked by a BBC [MFF]

Gonna be a long story, every word is 100% true and got us into the lifestyle.

Gf and I went through a rocky part of our relationship in the first year. She ended up going to a party and our boss at work convinced her to fuck a black guy (who we also worked with). She was drinking and was really sorry about it. It almost ruined the relationship but I forgave her and over the years it became a secret turn-on of mine. She later told me how the guy took her to the back of his van and fucked her doggystyle for an hour straight and had the biggest dick she’d ever seen even in pictures. Dude was built with dreads and he was a really cool guy honestly. It’s been 10 years and I still think of that night and jerk off about it. Read more »

Dirty Jenga With GF and Roommate [MFF] [snippet]

Ryan pushed another piece out of the tower, this one was a bit risky but the tower didn’t topple over. When he read the command he felt his cock jump in his pants for the first time that night.

“Blow me.” he said, “That’s what it says. It’s a command for you guys.”

“Ohh spicy,” Chelsey commented

It was spicy indeed. It would be the dirtiest thing they did that night but still, Ryan couldn’t wait to feel Chelsey’s lips around his cock finally

“We’ll both do it,” Ashley suggested

“I like that!” Chelsey exclaimed, “Two is better than one they always say”

Ryan wasn’t going to complain as long as he got to see Chelsey on her knees

“That’s fine with me,” Ryan said

He turned around in his seat so his legs weren’t under the table and waited for the girls to get ready.

Chelsey moved first. She seemed so eager to suck Ryan’s cock and that turned him on even more even if she was only doing it as a part of the game. Read more »

The most embarrassing thing I did in college [MFF]

Hi all. I’m new at this story-writing thing, so we’ll see how this goes. This is a story about one of the craziest things I did in college with my girlfriend at the time. If it matters, I would describe myself as generally very average looking, a bit on the tall and thin side. This was towards the end of my college years, so I was maybe twenty-two.

My girlfriend and I weren’t in a very serious relationship. Admittedly, it was getting to the point where I was spending a few nights a week in her bed, but we were both pretty laissez-faire and had few expectations. Kate, let’s call her, was typically shy. I liked her smile and the way she blushed when she talked about sex. She wasn’t a prude, but she seemed insecure about showing off her body in public, and she would always demur when things got too personal. Read more »

THE PEDICURE – Anal/foot fetish/

Maybe my first post was a bit too hoodish. Try this one on for size.

Vincent Chambers walked into the Artesia Nail Salon and smiled.  The shop wasn’t too far from his apartment off of Duke Street in Alexandria, Virginia.  It was his first time in the shop since his ex-girlfriend Donica drug him in there six months ago.  She was getting her nails and feet done and wanted his company.  Vincent could think of other things he’d rather be doing besides watching Danica get her nails done but he played the role and hung out.

He was bored stiff that day and vowed never to come back but today, he was here and excited.  He was trying to move on from Danica and he wasn’t doing too well.  It was a bad break-up and came from nowhere.  She told him that he didn’t appreciate her enough and didn’t take care of her so she left.  Vincent thought he was a good boyfriend and didn’t understand why she never voiced her concerns to him.  But it didn’t matter.  She left and wasn’t coming back.  No amount of pleading and saying he would change would help. Read more »

My G[F38]and I [M37] Have Unexpected First Time Spontaneous Consensual Non-Comsensual [cnc] [mf] long

My girlfriend and I have been dating for about 8 months now and have explored many kinks together. Many of the greatest sexual experiences of my life have been with her and I am extremely grateful that she’s in my life.

This particular event was definitely noteworthy and absolutely deserves to be documented and re-told in a story for you all. So please, enjoy.I will also say that all of this is 100% real, It happened Sunday night and I wrote it that night and finished it over the week. I work a lot, so sue me! She has read the story and approved my sharing of this.

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This weekend started out like many before it, house projects and preparing for the 4th of July party with friends and family. We went mountain biking so I got to ride behind her and admire the new biking shorts she got and how well they conform to her figure. Her ass is to die for and the fact that I rode behind her and was checking her out almost constantly for about an hour and a half was getting me pretty worked up. Read more »

Your Bunny, My Bunny [Celeb Erotica] [Dua Lipa] [F26/F24]

(**Fiction**) (*18+*) In which Dua Lipa and her girlfriend wake up together and play. Second-Person perspective.

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Comfortably nestled in Dua’s sheets, you yawned while your eyes adjusted to the sunlight filling her bedroom. You made a mental note to remind her that her drapes were too sheer, though the white lacey curtains were so her.

“Morning, baby.” Dua cooed as her sleepy eyes narrowed in on yours.

“Morning,” you grinned back, leaning across the plushy bedding to kiss her.

She giggled as she pulled out of the kiss and then covered her breasts with the blankets. Dua loved to sleep naked and begged you to anytime you slept in her bed with her.

“What’s so funny?”

She looked away sheepishly. “You were moaning in your sleep, baby.”

You were a little embarrassed that you’d made sounds. If you’d had a sex dream, it would have been nice to at least remember it.

“Must’a been dreaming of you.

She crawled closer and pulled the blankets off you, revealing your nude body. Her acrylic nails tickled the inside of your thigh when she tapped on it for you to open. Read more »

The couple that always said ‘yes’. Slice of life, romance. [MF]

Marisol nestled into the crook of Ken’s arm as they settled into a post-sex cuddle. The warm, 6pm summer sun streamed into their dorm room at an oblique angle, painting every surface with gold.

She should have been happy. She loved Ken, and Ken loved her, and the sex was great, and they were both care-free souls enjoying freshman year of college…but something was wrong. Instead of feeling happy, Marisol felt a melancholy wave run over her entire body, quenching any joy she should be feeling at this moment.

And she didn’t know why.

She tried to identify the feeling. It wasn’t sadness. It wasn’t longing. It was…nostalgia. Nostalgia for what? Everything in her life was perfect! And then it hit her:

_her relationship with Ken would end_

Of course it would. How many people married their freshman year boyfriend? Nobody. People grew, or drifted apart, or got bored, or _something_. They all broke up, eventually.

And that was terrible. Because Ken was actually her dream. He was handsome and sweet and smart and nerdy and bad and rough and gentle and she was over the moon for him. Read more »

Crossing the Line, part 1 (M29/F28)

My first ever story here, entirely fictional but based on real (though exaggerated) people and a very vivid series of dreams that I’ve had…
All characters are 18+

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*boop beep* The discord notification jolted me out of my work trance. A smile crept onto my face when I saw the DM from Jen. “Heyy, how’s your day going?”

I met Jen, her boyfriend Eric, and others though work a few years ago. I was welcomed into the existing friend group and we’d all regularly hang out. I was closest with Eric, but became closer with Jen when the three of us and my girlfriend Ashley started playing online computer games together. Eric wasn’t on too often though. Jen and I got really into the game so we’d message about it a lot. Conversations quickly became more personal and eventually bordering on inappropriate, but we were just joking around… mostly.

My heart started beating faster as I glanced over to Ashley working on her computer at the other side of the living room. I type my reply, “Eh, the usual. Boring work and frustrating personal life. You?”

“Still not having sex?” she was quick to reply. Read more »

Looking for some feedback on some writing I did for my girlfriend. All comments welcomed.

I am at a loss of words for how much I love my girl friend. I discovered I really love writing this for her. I’d appreciate any kind of feedback as this is something I want to get good at for her and possibly a community of people one day. I barely passed any English classes I attended, so excuse any lack of knowledge of forming a sentence or paragraph. Lol.

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I softly awaken to you probably being awake for hours. Lying there half uncovered just going through your morning routine. Checking the weather, Instagram, Wordle of the day, all of these things that for some reason makes me smile. Unknowing to you, it’s becoming one of my favorite things about my morning. Saturday, no plans on the calendar. Both of us wondering if we will have a day of adventure or equally as satisfying lounge around the house. Read more »

Hail Mrs. Caesar – Mature, threesome, ebony, young/old, ass-fetish

This is one of my earliest works so please forgive me for some grammar mistakes or language. Otherwise please enjoy and let me know what you think.
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It was a hot lazy summer day but 17-year-olds DeAndre Taylor and Latrell Wilson were playing basketball at the local playground.  Their game was pretty good and both youths were driving and scoring on each other, talking shit.

Latrell drove, put a shoulder into DeAndre’s chest then pulled back and shot a jumper that swished the nets.

“Where’s your umbrella boy?  I’m raining jumpers on ya ass!” Latrell laughed.  He was tall and lean at 6’2 and 160 lbs.  He was dark-skinned with a tall flat-top haircut.

DeAndre took the ball and drove past Latrell, leaving him with his sneakers glued to the court.  He threw down a thunderous dunk and hung on the rim like a wild gorilla.  At 6’1, he was slightly shorter than Latrell and was lighter skinned but also with a lean build.  He wore his hair in a low fade cut with a small part near the forehead.

“Catch these nuts!!!” DeAndre screamed with glee.  He dropped to the court and tapped the ball back towards Latrell. Read more »