Rough sex with practically a stranger [FM] (long)

The beginning of this year I was dating a guy for a couple months and kept getting this …feeling. Something was off and I couldn’t put my finger on it. On a girls night out we met a group of guys at the bar and this one tall and handsome just stood out. We flirted and laughed all night so I broke my rule of never giving my number to a “bar guy” as we called them. Due to unrelated issues things ended with the overly possessive aggressive guy and I hung out with the bar guy the same night. Let’s call him Paul. Paul and I had talked for a couple days, innocent topics and had plans to just hang out. He came over to my place and after talking and having a couple drinks together things got steamy.

Paul made the first move with a tentative kiss that I returned. Things got more passionate and hungry very quickly as the kiss deepened and our tongues started to explore each other’s mouths. With a handful of my hair he started kissing my neck and an involuntary moan escaped my lips. That was all the invitation he needed to escalate things. As he was kissing licking and biting my neck he started to unbutton my pants.

My time with a second year resident MD from reddit. [FM]

A little about me:
I joined back in July, and I have been deactivating a couple throwaway accounts. This is actually my third account, and I plan on keeping this one. However, I recently had a scare when I noticed a group of residents from the vascular team eyeing me at work. I am not sure if the second year resident I hooked up with told about our Saturday night together. A little about me, I am a Filipina girl (I consider myself Asian, not Pacific Islander) in my late twenties with tan complexion, dark brown hair and eyes, slim and petite (5’6”), with a small but toned ass and perky brown breasts that love every attention. Actually, breast play alone can make me cum. I am an ICU registered nurse at an academic hospital, and I work with a lot of residents and medical students. It has been such a joy people watching/checking out the handsome men at work, and it is such a turn on that they are intelligent. Trust me, there are residents who are handsome but look like they are either hangover or stoned or sleepy. It is not attractive when they do not know what they are doing.

Artist and New Model -Dinner and Drawing- part 4 (mFff) [voy] [exh] [tease] [oral, lesbian] [fantasy] [horror]

Nicholas stumbled up the back patio and saw Violet still reading, her slender legs hanging over the arm of her chair. He saw her small cute feet, one resting over the other, wiggling her toes slightly. He removed his shoes and placed them on the step.

“Hey Violet, how’s the book?” He asked her, startling her as he spoke. She sat up pulling her body to her knees and looked at him with her book in hand.

“Boring. In need of some excitement. It just drags on, none of the juicy parts! All characters and no fun,” she replied. He looked at her strangely, and she placed the book on her legs for him to see the cover and title: *A Delightful Ride* by Wanda Globbins. The cover showed a bosomy woman collapsing in the arms of some shirtless muscled hunk. After seeing the cover he peered down to her feet and smooth legs.

“Hah! Looks like fun,” he said dryly. She pulled the book back to her eyes and continued reading as he looked down her thighs almost able to see up her skirt. He shot a glance at her face to see her flick her eyebrows at him. Turning to the house he opened the door and entered the lounge.

Artist and New Model – Daily Routine / Wandering the Hills- part 3 (mFff) [exh] [voy] [tease] [mast] [fantasy] [horror]

“Good morning!”

He turned to see Helena coming out the kitchen door, her hair hanging down, wild and wavy. He saw she wore a thin black baby-doll nightgown with feather trim. He could see the outline of her figure under the thin fabric. She gave him a hug and kissed his cheek, holding him close. He put his hand around her thin waist.

“So have a good rest?” She asked and pulled him to the kitchen. She fed him granola and yogurt in a bowl. It tasted amazing in his mouth. She drank a cup of strong smelling coffee. After he finished eating, she led him through a long hallway with many paintings and drawings hanging on the walls between many doors. He wanted to stop and examine one, but Helena’s body in her nightgown proved too distracting. He could not help himself watching her hips sway, her big ass bouncing and pulling the thin fabric. He could roughly see the outline of her peach ass, and it made him stick out his tongue and pant mockingly but not out of spite, merely excitement and wanton lust mixed with confusion.

Downing Abbey – Chapter 3

(Abigail)

At some point in every woman’s life, a man’s personality becomes more important than his looks. Whether it’s by choice or by circumstance, it’s the concept that still makes life-long unions possible, and what some consider true love. It signifies the kind of maturity that you and your partner benefit from for the rest of your lives.

And Lucas Brimstone made it glaringly obvious that I was not at that point yet.

I sat down beneath a declining willow, unpacking a familiar lunch of turkey and tomato between cut French baguette. While successful meetings normally would have left me on a mannerly high, I left that building craving my drawer of toys and a hot lawyer calendar. Preferably a Lucas Brimstone edition.

Lust was not a feeling I was familiar with, but one look at those linebacker shoulders and square jaw and I was lucky I didn’t need to go for a fresh panty run. He was one of those guys that I put into the shirt-optional category, and could definitely do with less of those pants.

The weirdest and/or sexiest things I’ve seen in girl’s locker rooms [FF]

Hey everyone :)

This post is more a collection of smaller stories. I’ve been swimming since the age of 5, plus I’ve done plenty of school sports, so I’ve seen my fair share of weird shit in the locker rooms. Here are a few of my favs.

**Vibrator Woman**

There used to be this woman at a gym I attend who would often use a vibrator in the showers. My first question was — why? Why not just do it at home? I try to get in 4-5 times a week, which I was doing at that time. Mondays and Fridays, I would see her there. It’s not like she was in there for hours on end — I would go a bit later in the day, and leave when the place closed.

Of course, she didn’t just go there to masturbate in the showers. She’d exercise quite a bit, but she was pretty solitary and quiet. She didn’t do it every day, either. It wasn’t uncommon for me to see it twice a week.

Young woman kidnapped by bandits PART 2 [fFM][anal][huml][nc][sm]

Hey everyone! If you didn’t read the previous chapter of this story, I’d consider it. This part is the one that gets into the sex, but the first did have some mastrubation/foreplay, so read it if you want. I won’t be
mad if you don’t ;).

I’m a 19 y/o lesbian author of a few books and a fair amount of erotic stories. I write about my deepest fantasies, but mostly about my personal sex stories. Obviously, this is the former. If you didn’t read the previous, to
summarize, the protagonist (a young girl from a village in 1600s/Skyrim time period) was kidnapped by a group of bandits, who bring her to an isolated, abandoned castle presumably being used as a base of operations.

At the end of the last section, they had just arrived at the outpost of the bandits. The girl, bound by ankles and gagged, was pressed against a tree by a black-haired woman of late 30s, maybe early 40s. The woman had her hand
around the girl’s neck, keeping her to the tree, spreading her ass cheeks with the other, opening her up for analysis. It ends with the girl coming to the realization that she was nothing more than a “plunder”, a “piece of
loot” to the bandits, and that they would show her no sympathy. They would do whatever they pleased.

Young girl kidnapped by bandits [fFM][anal][bdsm][huml][nc][sm]

Haii everyone ;) Short author intro — I’m a 19 y/o lesbian who writes erotica, fiction, scifi, etc. I write whatever I like to fantasize about myself doing, and what I’ve done in my life. I can’t wait to share some (hopefully) fun, naughty stories with everyone!

This story takes place in a 1600s, medieval setting. Think Skyrim, mixed with the raiders of Fallout. Our story starts in a small village, in which quite a few happy families live. A young girl, not a child, but of a ripe pubertal age walks down a path leading into a clearing of trees. She is well put together — a well-formed body, a shapely ass and perky, busty tits contrast her slender body. She is pale, as are the natives of her land. She wears a white blouse, as standard for a girl in her time, not well constructed to hide her body. A clear view of her pointy nipples and busty breasts asserts itself through the thin cloth. In her time, this was not slutty, unusual, nor grotesque. Men nor women showed no concern for her accessories. In her village, it was frequent for women and those who deemed it necessary to travel fully nude.

The Complete Corruption of Cuddles the Clown [M+F] [Reluc]

Unlike that of my philosophical cousin, the rodeo clown, my life was joyous and filled with the laughter of others. I was a clown, and loved nothing more than performing for others. It had started as a part time gig to pay my tuition, but I realized that I loved it. I loved it more than anything.

I was accustomed to getting calls at the last minute. One person forgets to hire an entertainer for a birthday party; another person changes the venue and needs to find something more appropriate for the new location. It happens, and I had to be flexible. I didn’t mind- I really didn’t have much else going on anyways. But this call was extremely last minute, and the woman on the other end of the line was obviously panicked.

“Hello, my friend gave me your number- you’re an entertainer, right?”

“Yes, ma’am,” I answered. “I-”

The woman didn’t let me finish. “Yeah, good. Are you available tonight?”

Tonight? I thought to myself. I did have plans, but my finances would hardly allow me to turn down a paying gig. Clowning may have been a passion, but it really didn’t pay very well. “Of course,” I smiled through the phone line. “What time?”