Jess got into double trouble [MF] x2

Jess surpassed herself the other night by enjoying not one, but two gentlemen within hours of each other.

As a reminder Jess [22F] and I, Oliver, [26M] have been together nearly 4 years and have explored our wild side extensively hand in hand.

On the night in question, there was an awards ceremony for a society Jess is a member of, and one I used to be a member of previously. That night in particular I was in London on business.

In the days leading up to the event Jess had been particularly flirty with a mutual friend of ours, one whom we have had a threesome with previously. But had recently been in a committed relationship until they broke up three weeks prior.

With our friend Christian now single, he had made a few subtle comments and hints to Jess, such as “it must be time for round 2.” At my encouragement Jess had sent a few riské pics and further referenced our threesome with him over the past couple of weeks. Alas the opportunity for physical satisfaction had yet to come about.

More Hookup Than I’d Planned For [MFM]

So I’d held off on posting this on the off chance that people I knew would find this account, but now I’m out of the relationship I was on a break from while it happened and, well…I no longer really care, I guess.

It’s been a year or so since I posted anything at all, so bare with me while I get back into the rhythm here. I should warn ahead of time that there are elements of nonconsensual sex in this story; the way I see it is that I made a terrible choice and things happened, none of which were as bad as they could have been, but I don’t want to trigger you; if you think that might be triggering, tap out now.

This happened back in February. At the time, my then-boyfriend and I were on a bit of a break. It was a bit of a manufactured fight, a little bit of drama that we would go through once in awhile; I would do something he wouldn’t like, the fight would escalate, he’d say something dumb, I’d tell him I needed a break, we’d get back together a few weeks later. Simple. Easy. Then after a week he’d start being apologetic, I’d string him along, I’d get back together with him pending certain conditions, rinse and repeat. We’d done this dance before, and I knew we’d be getting back together.

Just Cannot Help But be a Slut

Just after we had gotten settled and were able to fix up the apartment, we met Denny and Lois. Oh, my God, what a couple. I don’t think I’ll ever forget them. They were fun– that much is true – but they were weird.

   One afternoon, just after I had returned to the apartment after my last class, the doorbell rang. I opened the door and in the hall stood this girl. She had long blonde hair and a very pretty face, and she was wearing a gray pants suit outfit– which she shouldn’t have, because she had enormous hips.

   “Hi, listen, my husband started taking a shower a few minutes ago and he discovered we don’t have any soap and I don’t want to go out in the dust storm and he’ll kill me if I don’t get some soap ‘cause he’s a soap nut and I was wondering if you could lend me a bar of soap.” She was like a machine someone had dropped a dime into. She spurted it all out in one gulp and then shut up. I didn’t know what to make of her, and I almost began laughing.

[MF]Daydreaming about her mature pussy

That day started just like the others; enjoying a cup of coffee and checking my email. As I went through the list of things to do for the day, I sensed she’d already gotten up. Her sweet murmuring of one of her favorite tunes adorned the gloominess of that early morning which made me smile instantly. Right after that, I immersed myself again into the sea of words and responsibilities displayed on my laptop. Thirty minutes or so passed and in a sudden, my curiosity bug bit me one more time, as if it was a wonderful omen of what’s to come. I went upstairs and noticed that the door of her bedroom was semi open. I slowly peeked and beheld her gorgeous body shape hinted by the towel she had on. There I was, without moving a single muscle hypnotized by that sight. Then, she took the towel off, revealing her amazing curvy ass and a hint of her freshly-shaved pussy. At that moment, I could feel my dick getting harder and harder. Oh, and those gorgeous tits…
The sexiness didn’t stop there; I loved the way she took out from her drawer a lacy black hipster and slid it onto her hot body in a series of moves that triggered my imagination. And as I stood there petrified, she looked at me, giving me a quirky smile. I felt ashamed but at the same time, horny af, as I wanna bang her so bad. There is one catch though, she’s my girlfriend’s mother.

The Harry Potter Sex Series: Part 5

Sunlight crept through the bedroom window onto Ron Weasleys face causing him to wake up with a start. Ron’s eyes adjusted to the bright light as he took in his surroundings. He was lying in bed, Harry must have already woken up and gone for breakfast because his camp bed was empty.

Checking his bed side alarm clock he realised that his first quidditch match for the Chudley Cannons youth team was in 5 hours time. Normally Ron would be forced to spend the night before matches at the team headquarters but as it was his first game they had let him stop with his family to help with nerves.

And boy was Ron nervous. He always was when it came to quidditch matches, but this was a whole lot bigger. All his family and friends would be attending the match to watch him, amongst the other thousand dedicated Cannons fans that liked to go to the youth games to see up and coming talent. This match would be very important, he needed to make a good impression.

MY CONFUSION Part. 1 [MM] [MF] [ORAL] [ANAL]

To my readers,
Thank you for taking the time to read my stories.
I welcome any feedback you may wish to send.
If you have any ideas for future
stories please let me know.

Thank you.

MY CONFUSION

My name is Frank and I have a problem. (I think.)
I am a sophomore at a well known university.
For obvious reasons I can’t mention the schools name.
Well, here goes my story.

It all started a few months back.
If you have the time sit back and allow me to tell my story from the beginning.
I grew up on a farm in a small rural town in Wisconsin.
My family was typical Mid-Western conservatives.
We voted Republican in all the elections and went to church every Sunday.
Except when the harvest was due.
Come to think of it I would imagine that the pews were particularly empty during that season.

I had a normal childhood and was your typical corn fed mid-western boy.
I’ve had the same girlfriend since I was ten.
Susan had been by my side through thick and thin.
We never really talked about getting married, it was just assumed by everyone including the two of us that this was how it was to be.

My girlfriend of 3 years sent this to me last night. Should I let her do it? Both 20 [mf]

I need to be used daddy. I’m such a dirty whore. I know you get bored of my loose dirty pussy daddy. I know I deserve to be taken by 3 guys at once while you watch. I promise I’ll put on a good show for you daddy. I’m gonna beg them to be gentle but I already know they won’t. I need to have all of my holes filled for you daddy. I’m gonna be gagging on dick while I get my hair pulled and then before I know it I’m gonna have a dick in my dirty pussy and my tight asshole while tears and slobber run down my face. Then when they’re done using me they’re gonna cum all over me and leave because they’re done borrowing your toy. Then I’ll need to be cleaned off so I’ll go to the tub and kneel and beg you to rinse me off with your warm piss daddy. Then when I’m finally clean and calmed down I need you to bend me over your knee and smack me for being such a whore.

The Harry Potter Sex Series: Part 4

Ron pulled a plain black t-shirt of his head as he walked round to look into the mirror. Checking his reflection, he picked up a hairbrush and styled his hair neatly. When he had received his letter from the Cannons yesterday he had been excited at first, but now he had 30 minutes until his meeting started where he’d be discussing his contract.

This was a big deal in the quidditch world, the first contract was always the most important. He knew that it was standard procedure for teams to fill their youth teams with mediocre players on one year contracts, eventually releasing all of them.

Oliver Wood had spoken to him after the war about his years at Puddlemere United. He had told Ron that the club had offered him a 2 year deal for the youth team with the promise of a professional contract at the end of it.

So as Ron finally got his hair to lie flat he started to worry a bit. This meeting could potentially change his career and he just wanted it over with.

There was a knock at the door and Hermione walked in.

[MF] Girlfriend told me story about her one-night stand.

My girlfriend and I have this thing we do, when she’ll give me a handjob and whisper sexy stuff in my ear. She’s always told me she’d only had sex with previous boyfriends and never done anything too wild, but last night she told me a secret. Here’s what she said, as close to word-for-word as I can remember….

“It was back when I was sharing a flat with Julie. I’d been out clubbing but she had stayed home with her boyfriend. He was visiting for the week and one of his pals was crashing on the couch for the night, can’t remember why. I got in about 3am, expecting them all to be asleep.

The pal was in the kitchen, getting a glass of water in a t-shirt and boxers. I was a little tipsy, so said hello and we chatted in the hall for a bit about the usual stuff. I’d met him before but didn’t really know him well.

We didn’t flirt much at first, but I knew he was looking at me, he couldn’t help it. I’d been clubbing so was in a little blue dress and stilettos, my legs tanned, make up that little bit sexier than it was when I last saw him. I knew I looked good and I’d kissed a hot guy earlier in the club, so I felt good too.

The Harry Potter Sex Series: Part 3

Harry looked at Ron in confusion. There had been nothing out of the ordinary about yesterday and he couldn’t see what Ron was possibly referring too. Was Harry forgetting something? Had he done something wrong?

‘Ron mate what are you going on about?’ asked Harry.

‘Look Harry I’ve been speaking to Ginny, and as much as I don’t want to, I think we need to talk about sex.’ said Ron.

Harry could see what Ron meant when he had said this was going to be awkward. They had over the years discussed girls, as best friends do, but this was his own sister. Harry wasn’t really an open person and this was the last thing that he wanted to speak with Ron about right now.

‘Why do you want to speak about this mate if its going to be awkward?’ he replied to Ron.

‘Well like I said I’ve been speaking to Ginny and she’s asked that I have a word with you.’ Ron said as he sat down on his own bed facing Harry.’Believe me I tried getting out of this telling her I didn’t want to know but she insisted, something about her having to listen to me and Hermione whilst she tried to sleep or something like that.’