[MF] I fucked my ex-girlfriend’s best friend.

Kelly is my ex-girlfriend’s best friend since high school. Though in the last few months they haven’t really spoken because according to Kelly they just have very different lives now.

I reconnected with Kelly at a mutual friend’s son’s first birthday party. I haven’t seen her in about a year and it was nice to catch up. Her and I hit if off and didn’t even realized we were talking and hanging out for about 90% of the time we were at the party.

The party ended at about 6:30 and Kelly invited me to her house for dinner and continue our conversation. I forgot to mention that she has an almost 3-year-old son and him and I got along very well since I am a big kid myself. I think this endeared me even more to Kelly.

We had dinner and afterwards, Kelly excused herself to give her son a bath and get him ready for bed. I volunteered to clean up after dinner.

20 minutes later her son came over to me and said good night, giving me a big hug. He asked if I was sleeping at their house and Kelly and I gave an awkward laugh. I told him I don’t think so and he pouted. Kelly put him to bed.

The Pill 3[cheating][sci fi][FM]

I couldn’t get her out of my head. The way she seduced me, used me, made me forget all about my girlfriend. I had loved and been faithful to Katy for years, never once thinking of straying. How, in one night, did Holly get so deep into my head that I would do such a thing? I had never been a cheater, not once in any relationship had I ever been unfaithful. I had plenty of chances over the years, but I had never been so enthralled by a woman in my life. Holly was beautiful, sultry, and most importantly, confident. She knew what she wanted and she didn’t hesitate to go after it, it was sexy. Unfortunately, what she wanted, was me.

I spent that entire night lying in bed next to Katy, beating myself up for my actions just hours before. My weakness took over and allowed it to happen, but, during the act, there was something different. Her body wasn’t like Katy’s, or for that matter, like any other woman I had ever been with. Her pussy wasn’t just tight, it seemed to have a mind of it’s own. She somehow managed to squeeze me in inhuman ways, knowing exactly when to compress and contract her muscles around my manhood. How could that be? It was as if she somehow had control over everything inside her. Her wetness, her tightness, it was like a fantasy. No woman had ever felt that good to penetrate, and she seemed to massage my shaft with her moist hole in just the right way to make me weak.

My GF Sister and I Part 2 [MF]

Since a lot of you guys asked here’s the second part of the storie

A few days after our couch adventure, I was back in my girlfriend’s apartment and of course her sister was there too (let’s call her sister Kaitlyn, obviously not her real name).

I had spent all afternoon in the bedroom with my girlfriend, when it was close to midnight she fell asleep and I carefully got up and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water as usual. When I was coming back Kaitlyn appeared, she was wearing a tight and very transparent shirt and a tiny short. She smirked and called me to go with her to her bedroom to watch something on netflix, she said that seh watched a scary movie and was too scary to be alone. My girlfriend has a extremely heavy sleep, so I didn’t worry and followed Kait.

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How she turned from platonic coworker to an amazing fuck [MF]

This all happened at the beginning of July. It’s a big of a long read, but I’d like to set the foundation for the story. Maybe it’s too verbose, but ehh.

I had worked with Anna for about two and a half years. Not on the same team, but on the same floor of the same office. She’s 28, standing around 5’8″, packing a great ass, and 36D (according to her) tits. A brunette with great curves, a pretty face, and an attitude to match. While I had always thought she was physically attractive, Anna was definitely not my typical ‘type’. I had always dated women who were a little on the prim and proper side. We all know the type; Tight skirts, sly smirks. Anna however, was a jeans and cowboy boots kind of gal. She likes country music, rodeos, shower beers and iced capps (Yes, this is a Canadian story, and she is aware I’m writing this. And goddammit that sentence sounds like a country lyric). I’m 33, 5’11”, 185lbs, a half-decent build from weightlifting, and I’ve been growing my hair out; it’s thick, and peripherally relevant to our story. I’d like to think I’m a decent looking guy, overall. Pretty good ass for an Asian, anyway.

Chloe’s Addiction 13 [Incest] [B/S] [Public] [Exhibitionism] [Lesbian] [Threesome-ish]

I rushed to the door to see it was Emily. To Nathan’s horror, I happily opened the door as he scrambled for his clothes.

“Oooh sorry, am I interrupting?” Emily asked with her delightful cheeky smile. I let her in, watching my brother’s face go bright red having only just managed to get his shorts on.

“Not at all, we were just finishing up.” I leaned in for a peck on the lips, that quickly turned in to making out. Nathan’s shocked face was hilarious.

“Mm I thought I could hear something sexy going on. You taste good, girl.” Em winked at me, oozing sweet sex appeal as usual.

“You can thank Nathan for that. Nathan meet Emily, my neighbour.” I introduced them, not mentioning he was my brother, yet.

They exchanged slightly awkward hellos as Nathan finished changing. I soon told them of my plans for the day. I had intended for me and Nathan to go out and have some fun in public, but Emily would only add to the fun. Nathan seemed unusually up for it given the risks, perhaps trying to impress Emily.

Get Down With The Thiccness Part 4 [Cheating] [Public]

Christine bit her plump lip as she looked nervously at Alexa, she held the skirt in her hand, reached out for the manager to take it. Christine quickly snatched it out of the hand of Alexa as she quickly slipped it on.

“So…that’s what you’ve been doing these past few days…fucking our floor manager.” Alexa crossed her arms under her large breasts pushing them up making them look even larger. George entered the room from behind his squeeze, looking embarrassed. He nodded slowly. His heart was thumping on his rib cage, it felt like shock waves pulsed through his entire body. He felt sick that he had gotten caught.

“Alexa, I can explain…” Christine muttered as she nervously held her hands together. Christine had known Alexa for a few years, she knew what being caught meant for her career. She had accepted it as the awkward silence after her sentence continued.

“You can explain to the campus committee.” Alexa said angrily. Her teeth where clenched angrily, voice seeping though them like a dragon spewing smoke. Christine nodded slowly and proceeded to exit the apartment, she looked over at George who looked like he was feeling sick. She huffed loudly and left the room, closing the door quietly leaving George and Alexa alone.

My best friends mom. Part 2: She wants to watch. [MFF] kind of.

A new week, a new chapter in the Best Friends Mom arc. In the last story I mentioned how my best friend Airin, hooked me up with her mom Lisa, because we both just went through bad break ups/divorce. So we went out to a bar where we danced, another where we kissed, then back to her apartment where we had the best sex I had ever had at that point in my life.

So what happened the next morning? We woke up together. We both agreed we’d have to do it again some day. She gave me a kiss and sent me away. The unfortunate part was having to do the walk of shame back home and see Airin.

As expected Airin was there with her girlfriend TJ. They’d been together for a while so we were close. That’s why I had no problem with her when she said, “Ah yes the walk of shame.” Airin and TJ sat on the couch when I came home and began the 100 questions. Going from “How was your date?” to “Where did you go?” And TJ with the question of the hour, “Did you fuck her?” But I simply said we had fun that’s all that they needed to know. Airin hugged me and said “Thanks for taking her out. She really needed it.” And with that my first encounter with Lisa was over.

A Wrestler no More (Rape Fantasy, Celeb)

***A quick note from the author (Me!) This story is a fantasy based on the WWE wrestler Liv Morgan. It was written by request of a fan, and involves some extreme elements including kidnapping, rape, and mild torture. This is NOT real however, it is just a fantasy, and I hope nothing be happiness and Well Being for Miss Morgan. That being said, I hope you enjoy the story!***

The car accident was the first thing she remembered, almost as if it were a bad dream slipping away on the first thoughts of a semi-conscious mind as she struggled to open her eyes. The sudden realization hit her that her eyes were open, she was simply surrounded by darkness. This revelation was soon followed by the fact that she couldn’t move her arms, the feeling of rope wrapped tight around her wrists prevented it. Liv tried to scream, the sound coming out as a gurgled groan around the foul-tasting clothe stuffed between her lips.

Cops interrupted my “date” three times in one night – and my father was proud in the end [MF]

I had a girlfriend, Vicky, who was on and off for several years starting in Junior high and all through high school. We both dated other people and we each had “serious” relationships with other people. Whenever we were both unattached at the same time, we’d sort of pick up where we left off. Today, we would probably be called “friends with benefits”.
We both lived with our respective families and had no privacy, so most “dates” with Vicky culminated with orgasms in my car one way or another.

One night, we were parked 1/4 mile from the main road down some abandoned railroad tracks. My fingers were probing inside her vagina while we cuddled, kissed, and generally petted. Believe it or not, neither of us had ever heard of a clitoris back then – blame USA sex education. Anyway, she was humping the heel of my hand because that’s what felt good to her, and I was inserting fingers because that’s what I thought felt good to her.