[F] Blonde out of my league seduces [M]me via kinky sex games [MF]

(Good stuff starts around paragraph 5)

It all happened one weekend while a big group of us was on vacation. A friend of mine set it all up and said the group was going to be a mix men and women. We’re all in our 20s, so the idea of sharing a house with a ton of people isn’t that big of a deal. I was newly single, but hadn’t given a ton of thought to any of the women going on the trip (I didn’t even know half of them).

So we all arrive on Friday night and that’s when I first saw her. Blondes aren’t usually my cup of tea because sometimes you can tell the hair color isn’t natural and it doesn’t work and the blonde-ness is kind of forced. However, she was stunning and way out of my league (and every dude there). First off, I’m not a bad looking dude. Far from Brad Pitt, but I’ve dated some decent looking women in my time. But she was as tall as me, which I know is a turnoff for some women (Both 5’9′). She had gorgeous, wavy, naturally blonde hair halfway down her back. She had on jeans and a tank top, neither of which were revealing, but both were tight enough to show off her large breasts and round ass. I think I was in love. After saying hey to a few of the folks I knew, I introduced myself to her. “Lindsay, nice to meet you” as she shook my hand. I had never met her before and I realized because she was a college friend of one of the other girls who lived 2 states over.

Business in Sydney [F] [FM] and a little [FF] (part 1)

I originally posted this in StupidSlutsClub and was encouraged to post here, feel free to read my history if you want some background to all this. Part 2 is on its way soon!

Before I left for my work trip to Sydney I asked you kind folk for some challenges, I also posted on random acts of muff dive (post is now deleted as I’m still being messaged about it a week after I am home).

I figure summarising the challenges I decided to go with up front might help: * wearing my butt plug out in public and during a dinner one evening (care of /u/nocturnalemissiontax [+1] and /u/pheonix_phire [+2]). * mall challenge specifically looking for another woman and using slutty cards with various actions/messages on them (/u/tord_fan [+1] ). * edging morning, daytime and evening on a work day (/u/tord_fan [+1]) * visit one of Sydney’s sex clubs (/u/nocturnalemissiontax [+1])

Via my RAOMD post I also found a couple who wanted to play and another woman who wanted to meet up while I was there. I arrived in Sydney armed with these challenges and meet-ups in mind, but was also gagging to get fucked silly whenever the opportunity arose.

[MF] Monopoly night hook up-part 1

Heres my second story since everyone loved my last one, I hope this one lives up. Once again im sorry for the length as im remembering details. Ill be doing this one in parts.

So back in middle school there was this girl I had a major crush on, lets call her Tiffany, but always knew she was well out of my league. Because of this I never had the courage to tell her my feelings or even talk to her most of the time.

Kindred Spirit at the Convention [FF]

Last weekend was another big convention weekend, and after something of a dry spell of late I was very much in the mood for mischief as the weekend drew close. Unfortunately, for whatever reason the weekend as a whole was decidedly unsuccessful – the first day of the event was almost completely dead, and subsequent days didn’t really see me finding anyone of interest. However, maybe this was a weekend of quality rather than quantity, allowing me to fulfil a desire I’ve had for some time.

In spite of all the weekend’s frustrations, Friday did give me one lucky break – a Tinder match with a beautiful, 18 year-old girl who was also at the same event, and also very clear in their profile that they were using their profile to find some fun this week specifically. Not too long after swiping in her favour she matched with me, so I said hi and by the evening we quickly got chatting. She was as forward about what she was looking for as me, and as we talked it became clear that she was basically my kindred spirit – a girl who loved going to events like these and seeking out pleasure.

[MF/FF/MFM/FMF/S4E] Four Day Weekend [orgy-ish] [x-post /r/DirtyWritingPrompts]

## Thursday Afternoon // The Van

“You don’t mind if I bring this, do you?” Sasha asked, showing the vibrator she was talking about to Mia.

“Nah, it’s fine, I have the rabbit.” Mia answered with a smile, quickly looking over the contents of Sasha’s duffel. She was going camping, but her gear left it looking like she had something quite different in mind. “Shouldn’t you be taking some bug spray or something, though?”

Sasha shook her head. “The lube is a special concoction for just this kind of thing; edible, safe and bug repellant.”

“Clever.” Mia said, popping the bottle open and giving it a sniff. The cherry scent was overpowering, probably intentionally so, to mask the repellant smell.

“Are you sure you’re okay with this?” Sasha asked suddenly, pausing her packing.

“For the last time, _yes_.” Mia said, stuffing the lube back in the bag. “I get some time to myself, and you come back horny as shit with a few new tricks.”

“What’s not to love?” she added with a grin.

“Okay.” Sasha said with a smile. “And you’re sure you’ll be okay over the weekend?”

The Submissive Redhead [MF] [Oral]

This story won the vote when I asked what else you all wanted to hear about, so without further adieu…

I used to play a very popular MMO religiously. I was among the elite of the server and had a reputation that preceded me. One thing that shocked me about this scene was that there were lots of actual women playing, and I would shamelessly flirt with any of them, not to actually hit on them, it was simply what I did.

Teamspeak group chats would occasionally turn into one on one conversations, but only rarely would it ever become something more. Red was a bubbly outspoken member of my group who took my flirtations seriously and before long we were exchanging private messages.

We would talk about wrestling as we were both fans, and she mentioned that she was always the practice dummy for her brothers when they tried out moves. Eventually we started to exchange pics. Doing so was not as easy as it is today, since not every phone had a camera and phone plans back then would charge per picture message sent. The pics she sent got progressively dirtier, starting off with tits and ass, to finger masturbation (including pics of her licking her wetness off said fingers), and on to object insertion. One pic had her with most of a beer bottle in her pussy, and another had a sharpie in her asshole long before /r/buttsharpies was a thing (or even Reddit for that matter).

Childhood Friends [MF]

Childhood Friends

Part 1

Funny how things happen. After some substantial financial setbacks, my husband, Brian, and I ended up living back in the Midwest, in the old farm home where I had grown up. It was quite a step down from the gulf-front home we had lived in previously, but we had managed to make it as homey as we could.

Brian had finally found work, but it required him to travel through the week most of the time. I had not yet found another job, so kept myself busy working in the yard and repairing the old house.

On this hot and humid 92 degree summer day, I was mowing our two acres of grass. After about 20 minutes I stopped and changed from my shorts and t-shirt into a two piece swim suit – my rather skimpy “sunning bikini” as I called it in more leisure times of the past when working on my tan on the beach. But I guess it’s just as easy working on a tan while mowing grass. There were so few cars coming down this deserted road we lived on that I could have probably gone naked and no one would have seen me.

Her Reviewer’s Reward [MF, titjob]

Her Reviewer’s Reward

“How can you find the probability of three or fewer earthquakes in both cities combined?”

Scott’s brow furrowed. “I can find the probability of three earthquakes in Tokyo and zero in San Francisco, or two in Tokyo and one or zero in San Fran-“

“There’s an easier way,” I chided him.

He thought for a moment before sudden realization spread across his face. “Oh! They’re independent! So I only need to use one Poisson distribution, whose mean is the sum of the other two means!”

“Great job!” I cheered, using his progress as a pretext for an all-too-brief hug. His broad chest felt strong and safe against my own, his muscles obvious even through multiple layers of clothing. I buried my head against his shoulder for just an instant before reluctantly pulling away. “You’re so smart! You’re really catching on quickly. I’m surprised you even need a tutor. I thought you aced all your classes.”

“I usually do. I don’t know what it is about stats. It just doesn’t click for me.”

“It will! And until then, I’ll tutor you as much as you need it. Until you’re getting an A+!”

Hostel Relations [MF]

“Mark!”

I heard the shout come from the other side of the baggage claim area and quickly whipped my head around. I saw Karen, my friend from college lumbering towards me, her bags weighing her down.

“It’s so good to see you!” I said, opening my arms and giving her a big hug.

“You too!” She smiled back.

It had been a year since we had seen each other, so we were both extremely excited for the long Memorial Day weekend. We walked to my car, and began the drive to the hostel we would be staying at. As soon as we exited the air conditioned airport, the heat hit us. Even though it was nearly 7 pm, it was up near 100 degrees, and it felt every bit of it. By the time we reached the hostel about 40 minutes away, we were already sweaty and gross. The heat had taken away any quippy banter, relegating us to regaling stories from our college days, and chatting about the few people we have stayed in contact with since. When we got to the hostel, we knocked on the door and were greeted by the host: a 6 foot tall black man with a shaved head, dressed in shorts and a ratty t-shirt.

Nicole’s Downfall Pt. 1 [Humiliation][Soft][Feedback welcomed]

*This is an introduction of a story I am working on. I would like to know if it’s interesting and whether anyone would be interested in a second part. Thanks in advance for reading and feedback!*

If anyone had asked my dad what I was like, he’d say “Nicole’s spoiled – it’s just a phase…I hope”. He wouldn’t be all too wrong. I was the rebellious 18-year-old that lived up to almost every cliché there was about teenagers. I thought I knew everything and that my father – or any other adult for that matter – could never understand me. I felt the victim since my sister and I had grown up without a mother, and my father didn’t seem to fathom that I wanted a life of my own. He just wouldn’t shut up about taking responsibility, learning the value of money, taking my education seriously, blah, blah, blah! My sister defended him saying he was just trying to protect us so we are ready to take life on when it comes, whatever that means.