I hadn’t been to a party in years. Not from lack of invites, but from lack of ambition. The days of big house parties seemed to disappear after college, and dwindled even more as my friends gained honest employment and settled down. I thought I’d feel out of place, or at the very least, the guy everyone would assume is an undercover cop. Not from my age, but from awkwardly standing around waiting to get invited into conversations. That image of Steve Buscemi holding a skateboard with the caption ‘How do you do, fellow kids?’ always jumped to mind. I also realized I had next to nothing to lose, since I wouldn’t really know anyone else there. *Either I make some new contacts, or just steer into the awkward skid and get turned into some good stories. So win/win,* I convinced myself.
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Like a Good Neighbor – Part 10 – [FFMM][Cuckold][Oral][DeepThroating][Dominating][Force Creampie][Cum Eating][Cum Swap]
-Back by popular demand-
Five months after getting caught…
The Saturday morning sunlight peeked through our bedroom window and hit me square in the face. I pulled the comforter over my face to shield myself from the bright sunlight. Warm breath tickled the back of my neck and gave me goosebumps. A strong, muscular arm reached across my waist as fingers spread across my very noticeable baby bump. I could feel Kurt’s body pressed against my backside. He was so warm and comfy I couldn’t help but scoot back against him and press my body to his. I felt his fingers brush aside my hair as his lips touched the soft skin on the bottom side of my neck. Slowly, I felt him suck and tease me as he made his way to my ear. I was tingling with anticipation as I felt his hot breath on the back of my neck.
“Good morning, my love,” he whispered into my ear before kissing me on the cheek.
His soft, affectionate, yet deep tone made me smile with excitement as I rolled onto my back and lost myself in his eyes, “Good morning, Baby.”
The Gift of Diplomacy, Part 1 [MF] [Fantasy] [Reluctance] [Magic]
**Warning:** This story contains some elements you may not like. If you don’t enjoy dub-con, ‘mind break’, and light fantasy slurs, turn back now!
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**The Gift of Diplomacy**
Starlight filters down into the most beautiful throne room in the world through a glass ceiling, the curving dome of the cut into a thousand facets to reflect the light and create a dazzling array of beauty. Illumination suffused the room despite the fact that not a single torch burned, nor did any lamp shine its light. It was as if the inhabitants were standing upon an open field on a well lit night, one whose moon and stars shone so brightly that they could see unheeded.
At least, most stood. One figure sat instead, poised with grace and elegance upon a throne of pure white. The seat was carved from wood of the last mallorn tree in its waning days, three thousand years ago, and it seemed alive itself, the gnarled branches of its armrests appearing to shift or move when at the edge of one’s vision…though it stood still as dead wood when their eyes focused upon it.
I was studying for the bar exam and had a lot of built up tension [FM]
Alright, it’s finally time for me to share this story. It’s a little long, but I promise I’m not going to make you wait as long as he made me wait for the good stuff.
I met a man at a bar when I was in my early 20s through a mutual friend. I was in law school at the time so I didn’t have a ton of space for dating, but I got his number and we hung out a few times in group settings. We had some palpable sexual tension and periodically flirted, but nothing ever came to fruition because I was in my final semester and couldn’t really handle the distraction. A couple of times he tried to make a move, but I always had to get up early to study or was just too exhausted to even consider the proposal. I caught glimpses of his disappointment but didn’t think much of it.
Finger fucking a “Karate Mom” [MF]
I trained in martial arts for a very long time at a few different schools over the years. In my early 20s I had stumbled upon a school that fit my personality and a style that I really enjoyed. I spent nearly a decade training and eventually teaching there. I normally kept things very professional and was very respectful of my position of authority. There were a lot of adult students and a few of the female instructors who were quite attractive, but I never did anything about it unless we were at a seminar. Something about traveling with a select group made the hookups and sexual adventures okay.
One of the interesting things about being a martial arts instructor is how thirsty the “Karate moms” get for the athletic young men who are so good, patient, and attentive with their kids. It drives the women wild and my peer instructors and I would often have to fend off their only slightly subtle advances on a regular basis. In truth, I had to do it far less than some of my other co-instructors as I refused to teach the children and would only work with the teens and adults. That said, there were several instances of “Karate moms” joining the school and taking classes and those were the moms I had to watch out for.
Chemistry Tutor/Mentor with Hall Pass
Hall Pass turnt to Exotic Love
Me and my gf were both pre med students in college living together. At that time, we had some rough times which lead to each-other giving one another a hall pass whenever one needed.
I was a chemistry tutor at the time and was in charge of over 100+ students at the time and one student reached out to me for extra help and wanted to meet up for private mentorship and tutoring.
Instantly this girl caught my attention, sexy as hell, young and tight. We immediately hit it off and I began tutoring her and letting her hang around with my study group at the time.
At this time, I was the OG organic chemistry student on campus. Got the best grades. People called me the chem god of our course. And so people would always hype me up and brag about me in front of this girl and obviously that just turned her on constantly. But she had a long time (4 year long) relationship/bf. However, she hung out with me every day on campus, texting me 24/7. And slowly yet surely we feel so hard for each other.
Encounter at the Library (Fiction) – I’m just a hobby writer and never shared my work before so here we go. Hope you like it.
**Encounter at the LIbrary**
Rebecca Nelson considered herself to be the typical housewife. However, most people would say she was anything but typical. The people that knew her best would say that had ‘the girl next door’ looks, but the people who saw her out and about would say she was rather stunning. Though she tended to dress conservatively for most occasions, she had been known to turn heads when out dancing, or on a dinner date with her husband. In her younger days, she had a promising career as a ballet dancer until an ankle injury changed all of that. She never looked back though and quite enjoyed her life as a housewife. In her spare time, she still taught all manners of dance at a local dance school. While she enjoyed dancing and teaching others to dance, she also enjoyed the physical exercise and the effect it had on her body. Despite having two children, she was still very tone and the envy of the other soccer moms. Her husband was also quite fond of the benefits the hours of dance had on her body. He often joked that she had the hottest body that no one could see. Not being the jealous type, he spent many years trying to crack her out of her shell and show off her body more often. He would buy her outfits that she could never imagine wearing in public. Despite her looks, and knowing how attractive her body was to others, it just wasn’t in her diminutive nature. Rebecca was shy and very submissive by nature despite her attempts to be more aggressive. Most of the time she didn’t mind the way she was, but there were always those rare moments when she thought she should have said or done more.
The Office, Free-Use Sex Slave (Fiction) CH1
First fiction post ever! Non-fiction posts on my profile if this is of interest to you :)
The new CEO of Wapple, the world’s largest tech provider, was a man who was a bit different than others. He had a more modern way of thinking, and after graduating at the top of his class at Oxford, Wapple hired him immediately. In less than a month, Wapple’s revenue had tripled due to this man’s thinking.
But his advisers, and the team of executives were fed up with the amount of shit the new CEO had been making them do. It was a group of 20 people, 10 male, 10 female. All in their late 20’s and early 30’s and extremely attractive. So he decided to build another massive floor on top of the headquarters for just these 20 people and made it look like a house. The whole floor looked stunning but there was one bedroom that the new CEO kept locked. When asked about the bedroom, the CEO responded with, “Give me 3 months, and the final piece of the happiness puzzle will be added.”
Female Writers: Do you have oral stories?
In the group’s description it says “Show us your naughty, your pleasure, your desire, and we will fulfill it.” So I’m hoping I’m in the right place to make a request. Here is my deal…
I feel like I have a strange fetish. I get really turned on by reading true stories from a gf, fwb, online friend, or just someone I know about them sucking off other guys. If there are a number of stories, I can actually visualize in my head short clips from each story, one after another when getting off. I have a video of a fwb sucking her ex off (her boyfriend at the time) and I get really excited watching this. A fwb wants to suck off her neighbor, whom she’s fantasized about, and wants to know if I want to watch this happen LIVE. YES I DO!!
So, any chance there are female writers out there, that have an oral fixation, enjoy writing about it, and care to share?
Thanks in advance!
First time swapping with u/youngcouple4fun [MFMF][MFF]
This story happened quite a few years ago between my ex-wife, Sarah, and I while we were still married. It was the first foray for either of us into Swinging/the Lifestyle/Group Sex.
Sarah and I had first started dating in high school, being each other’s firsts, and we ended up then getting married pretty young in our early 20’s. Without getting into something that is a story in and of itself, once we entered into our mid 20’s we decided to start exploring our sexuality more. After trying a myriad of different things, we decided that a great next move would be to try out the local sex/lifestyle club of the large city we had recently moved to.
So, for those of you who have never visited a lifestyle club there are a few things that need to be explained. First, off they are wonderous places, but the first time you walk in to one you are going to experience a complete and total sensory overload. Not only do you have the typical sensory input of a night club, lights, loud music, people moving about, but you also have to digest the tits and pussy. Literally so so much tits and pussy. The lifestyle can be very body positive, and the result is women openly flaunting their naked bodies. The first time experiencing it you are just completely awestruck, and we were no exception, walking around the club searching for words that never truly came to us.