A Femboy Fairy Tale [romantic] [MM]

**Author’s note: I am an afab bisexual who enjoys reading & writing from various gender perspectives. If reading gay content from female writers isn’t your thing, feel free to move on quietly. Respectful feedback always welcome.**

*Content includes: femboy, straight-to-bi discovery, oral, anal, fingering, handjob, tucking, oil, interracial (NOT raceplay), romance, happy ending*

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It had been a while since I had been to a house party that great. Something about hitting our later twenties, getting careers, getting married, having kids, and actually owning our own houses seemed to have put a bit of a damper on my friend group’s proclivity towards cutting loose. But when Damian turned 30 we all seemed to collectively set aside our reservations. We partied like we were 21 again, the booze flowed freely (and not the cheap swill we used to buy as students, thankfully), and they were passing joints around in the backyard.

My experience watching a mature woman guided my her man in a sauna [MF]

True story.

I [m] was mid twenties at the time. We were traveling Germany and Austria with work, visiting customers and conferences. It was a packed tour with a small group of colleagues.

One night at a hotel in Austria we decided so take a trip to the sauna between work and late dinner. We were two guys and two girls who had this nice mood and great sense of humor the four of us. Great fun but never anything hot or sexy happened. Well there’s always the dreams and hopes of getting to grab the tits and making out with the girls, but nothing ever happened.

Anyway, we agreed go to the sauna, got changed into swim suits and met there with towels. Opened the door only to be met with the “this is a mixed-gender no-clothing sauna”.

We froze … and then the young mood kicked in. We giggled, got naked in all our awkwardness, wrapped towels around us, and went in.

It was just the four of us … and a mature couple in the corner.

New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 302-304) [Futanari][Futa/Female][Futa/Futa]

**Synopsis:** An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation”. He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.

Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, etc.

## 302: The Whip of Sodom

The headless corpse of the gazellekin slumped over its decapitator. More blood pumped out of the burst neck, covering Number Forty’s upper body in a warm coat.

The spectators all around the round arena platform cheered louder and louder with each consecutive kill, the complete opposite of the announcer who maskpalmed with both hands, appalled by the utter incompetence of the volunteer group she had such high hopes for.

“Finally, some good action!”

“She might just pull this off!”

“If that little grandpa’s daughter or whatever gets through this, she’ll probably win the whole thing!”

“What are those explosions she’s creating?”

“Who knows!? Keep ‘em coming!”

Diary of a Cadet Ch.4: Our First Time [MF] [F18] [18,18]

Hey everyone! Welcome to my first time writing about actual, full blow, sex. Chase and I’s first time together, and the first time I’d spent the whole night in the arms of a lover. I hope you enjoy this one as much as I do! <3 Taylor

Chase had touched me. I had given him oral in the woods. He had cum all over a thong I’d given him. We were a couple. Two months at military college had gone places I hadn’t even remotely imagined it would go. Parents weekend was here in a flash, a milestone I never thought I’d reach in some of my lowest moments here at school that I wouldn’t have reached without the support of Julie and Chase. My parents weren’t able to make it up, but I was quickly adopted by Julie’s mom and dad who are truly saints. Parents weekend passed with the excitement of marching in a typical parade of the entire corps of cadets, a tailgate on the parade field and going watch our football team play after marching the corps into the stadium and into the stands. Julie’s parents had made friends with Chase’s mom since we all kinda forced the group together as we finally got to let our hair figuratively down. Since the groups of parents were joined at the hip, when it came time to tour barracks, I found Chase’s mom standing in front of the neatly made bed that days ago I’d posed in my underwear to take pictures for her son. I struggled to hide my blush. We also got the chance to go out to dinner Friday and Saturday night, our first real meals outside of dining hall meals with Cadre or delivery drop off in our rooms. It was genuinely a great weekend and it gave me a thought about how to finally have my night with Chase that I so desperately wanted.

[FM] That time when one of my best friends [F21] grabbed my [M20] big bulge.

This is another little story from my crazy university days. I had a very tight-knitted friend’s group at the time. 3 girls, 5 boys. We would do everything together including going on holidays. During the semester breaks, we would usually rent a house somewhere in France, bring a lot of food and drinks to just relax. One of the three girls was in a serious relationship with my best friend. The two other girls, Mallory and Hélène were single. Both of them happened to have very large boobs. Mallory in particular was actually a tiny girl, but somehow sported really big E cup sized breasts (I learned that later :)), which the 5 boys were always secretly peaking at. Important detail, Mallory, at the time already had an eye on another one of my friends and is now married to him.

Anyway, fast forward to one of those nights in France. We were drinking, listening to music and talking, but at some point – very late – one of us suggested to go in the garden to cool down and look at the stars. In our drunk state, this seemed like a great idea and we all went to lay down in the humid dark grass to look. To rest our heads, we decided to lie on each others bellies: or more precisely the guys would rest their head on one of the girls tummies. As I came out, Mallory beckoned me and said: “Hey X, there is still a free spot here!”

Sucking Two Strangers in front of a crowd (30f) [FM]

Aged nineteen, the time in your life when all the very best mistakes are made, some friends and I decided it would be wise to spend what little remained of our collective student loans to celebrate surviving our first year of university by jetting off on an exotic and exciting holiday. We pictured sun, sea and sand, sipping expensive cocktails on flashy yachts, and being served our drinks by handsome men wearing nothing but uncomfortably tight speedos. We very quickly realised however that our budget wouldn’t actually stretch to anything that could be even vaguely described as ‘exotic’, so instead booked a week in the somewhat less exclusive Ayia Napa in Cyprus.

For the unaware, Ayia Napa is (or at least was at the time) considered to be something of a 18-30 ‘wild time’ paradise. And yes, paradise is being used ironically. It’s a party-party-party type location by reputation, where the vast majority of vacationers will be sleeping through the day and setting both the world and their loins on fire by night. There was said to be no place on earth where casual sexual encounters could be found, indulged in and dismissed so easily, readily and without comment or judgement.

I took my wife (35 yof) to a swinger’s club and nearly tripled her body count in one night! [Group]

We have been married for 11 years, and we were having a bit of a dip in our sex life. We decided to try something new, so we went to a swinger’s club in Atlanta. It was a Thursday night, and the place was packed with single men.

After milling around the front room for a while, we decided to head to the back room where the only piece of clothing allowed is a towel. We started fooling around in a “semi-private” room that has a locking door, but one wall was a big window that people could watch you through. I ate her pussy until she came, and then we switched and she started blowing me. After a few minutes, I looked up and saw that we had a huge group of guys watching us while they stroked themselves. Then there was a knock at the door.

[FM] In my first year of University, I fucked a much older married man in his home.

I chose the name Cartolina for this account. It means postcard. I made it because I wanted to share some stories from my past and eventually, from my present. So these are my dirty postcards to you. I’ll call myself Cat, and I’ll be changing the names of everyone involved. But I will make sure details are as true to my recollection as possible.

I was 19, and a few weeks into my first term at University. Young Cat is 5’5”, slender but wide-hipped with very short black hair and glasses, wears short shorts or tight jeans and oversized band tees (yes, I was embarrassed about my small tits), and has a perky round butt she’s lowkey very pleased with. I had settled into a little group of friends from my course which included Dan, a guy with designs on being a street artist.

That time I had a pregnancy scare with a friend’s girlfriend [MF] 20’s

Some old friends and I were having a bonfire with about 20 people back in the day. It was hot, sticky, and in the middle of nowhere, like most good bonfires. Most of the party goers knew each other through a core group of friends who were all in the same band. Hash was passed. Liquor was consumed, and I got to meet a particularly charming raven haired woman by the name of Charlie. Charlotte, but nobody called her that. She was 20, slender like a lot of those “clean living” vegan types are. And she was in a multiyear relationship with the band’s drummer. At this point, all I knew about her was that she was cute, an acid head, and very woo-woo. She was the kind of girl that spoke to ancient spirits, and guided people on drug trips. She had this quirky, thrift-store goth thing about her. Her hair was down to her butt, and often had charms and knick knacks woven into it.

This was our first time meeting. The drummer, Eric, was spouting some nonsense about wanting to die of a massive drug overdose “like any real artist, you’re a brilliant towering flame of glory one moment, gone and forgotten the next”.

[MF] She was never supposed to come over

This is a long story as I tend to ramble. but the read is worth it.

A very good friend of mine was visiting me from out of state one Summer. He had recently moved away from our home town after highschool and college and was engaged to his highschool sweetheart.

I have a one bedroom apartment but told them they were more then welcome to stay with me as my couch is well big enough for me to sleep on and they could have my bed. I was happy to see my friends again, and we had a fun night planned of drinking and “reliving our highschool glory days”.

While I was excited to see them, I didn’t feel like being a third wheel the whole night. Unfortunately I had just gotten out of a relationship and was not talking to/seeing anyone, so I had no one to invite. My friend (being the good wingman he is) told his fiancé to invite her best friend, who they had seen earlier that day before meeting up with me, to come out with us.