[mf] how my lifelong friend asked me to fuck her senseless

I could make this introduction far longer but will stick to the basics to get to the good part :) (I’ll mark it for the readers that prefer to skip the intro)

I was 19 years old when I started teacher training. I met Allie there, and I can honestly say I have never met somebody more “my type” since. She’s a very short blonde, kind of athletic, deep blue eyes and… no need to hide it, her most impressive feature were here curvy DD boobs, and even though they were a bit huge for her size they suited her extremely well.
I had the luck of becoming best friends with her, we came up with all kind of shenanigans in class. We had great years and formed a good core group of friends around us, a friendship that lasts to this day.
I wouldn’t say there was ever any “real” sexual tension between us. I was really into her but never expected the same from her. The most we ever shared was a sloppy kiss on a high school party which we both looked back on as “being extremely drunk”.

Daddy’s Dirty Secret. [M,f][Str8][Incest]

The story continues! If the title isn’t obvious, if incest isn’t your jam I’d move along.

You find find the previous parts to this on my user page, if you’re interested.

He sat down on his bed and watched the bathroom door across the hall. Although neither bothered to lock them anymore, his daughter had shut it as she went for a shower. His mind wandered to her young, naked body. His cock quickly hardening as he remembered the feeling of her hot, wet mouth wrapped around his cock. Her tight ass in his hands, and the sounds of her moaning.

He was dragged out of his fantasies, and memories of her as she stepped out of the bathroom. His heart skipped a beat, and his cock twitched as he saw her. Her firm B cup breasts slightly bouncing in a soft pink bra as she moved. Her long toned thighs, the soft curves of her waist and hips. The matching panties tight against her plump ass.

She saw him starting and giggled as she blushed.

“Oh Dad! Don’t be a perve” She teased as she went to turn down the hallway.

Daddy’s Dirty Secret. Part 4. [M,f][Incest][Minimal plot]

The story continues! If the title isn’t obvious, if incest isn’t your jam I’d move along.

[Part one](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/ccoyw0/daddys_dirty_secret_mfstr8incestminimal_plot/)
, [Part two](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/ce78wl/daddys_dirty_secret_part_2_mfstr8incestminimal/) and [Part three](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/cglidk/daddys_dirty_secret_part_3_mfinceststr8minimal/), if you’re interested.

He sat down on his bed and watched the bathroom door across the hall. Although neither bothered to lock them anymore, his daughter had shut it as she went for a shower. His mind wandered to her young, naked body. His cock quickly hardening as he remembered the feeling of her hot, wet mouth wrapped around his cock. Her tight ass in his hands, and the sounds of her moaning.

He was dragged out of his fantasies, and memories of her as she stepped out of the bathroom. His heart skipped a beat, and his cock twitched as he saw her. Her firm B cup breasts slightly bouncing in a soft pink bra as she moved. Her long toned thighs, the soft curves of her waist and hips. The matching panties tight against her plump ass.

She saw him starting and giggled as she blushed.

“Oh Dad! Don’t be a perve” She teased as she went to turn down the hallway.

[Exh] [F] Get Down With The Thiccness Part 5

Before I begin with this installment I would like to ask for advice, I will be continuing on with this series however I am looking to start another, I have 2 ideas in mind: First being a series of one off’s with a celeb/character X reader stories OR a shorter (Probably 3 part) series of a real Friends With Benefits relationship that I was in while at university. Let me know your thoughts and I will decide soon. Enjoy this chapter :)

George stood at the entrance of the student bar, disgruntled that THIS was his new place of work. He hated bars, the noise so loud your head could explode was one thing, but the awkwardness of drunk men either trying to start fights with other men or hitting on women who did not want to be hit on made George dislike the setting. He had rushed to the location in a hurry, as he had awoken late by Alexa who barged into his room and almost pulled him out of bed. He blamed her for this placement. She had recommended it because she was close to the manager, Olivia. It was also known to him that Olivia herself, while still a student, was a well respected social manager of the student council (The group which handles events and asks for services which the committee then decide on.) He stepped into the empty bar, the stools and chairs standing on top of the tables, booths which where spotted around the slickly designed area had a variety of cleaning products on them, ready for the opening at noon. George stepped into the bar, silence. He cleared his throat loudly to see if his new manager was there. Still silence. Finally George called out loudly

[FM] My enslavement

On behest of my Owner, I present this story to you fine folks. We welcome any feedback.

On New Year’s, I squirted harder than I have before.

Living near Philly, a lot of people go into the city to celebrate holidays. My friends and I were no different. But when my friends cancelled, I decided to go anyway. I joined a meetup and met a good, nerdy group of people. Despite the city being especially loud, we found a booth at a bar with live music and had good conversation. After a few drinks and discussions, it was almost time to ring in the New Year. With a couple minutes to go, I snuck outside to avoid the whole “find a partner to kiss” awkwardness. Especially since I was trying desperately to be a good wife and not fuck everyone at the bar. I instead decided to flirt to bum a cigarette in my slightly drunken haze. I bundled up and noticed another member of the group was already outside smoking. He had been sitting next to me and we had shared some laughs and moments during conversation. I definitely wasn’t sad that he was out here. I went up next to him and asked for a cigarette. He gave me one and offered a light.

[FM] the Hike

A group of my coworkers decided to take a Wednesday off and take a hike in the hills. I had plenty of vacation time, and decided to take the day and go along with them. Dave picked me up at the house pretty early, about 7:00, just after my husband had left for work, and we drove up to the trailhead in Saguaro national park. Dave is the rugged man of the group, always camping and hiking on his weekends and in really good shape. If not for his cheesy 70’s mustache he would be really handsome. I have to admit, he looked really good in his cargo shorts and sweat resistant hiking shirt..

Hangout with [M]y friend’s ex-[G]F

When I was in college a while ago,* I had friend, Mike. Our third year or so, he started dating Amber. She was a cute, girl-next-door type with nice curves, fair skin, and red hair. At the time, I didn’t give her much of a thought—she was just my friend’s girlfriend. For what it’s worth, I’m a fairly athletic guy, handsome, but not overwhelmingly so.

Mike and I shared a place during our last year of college. I was up late, playing a game on my computer or something, when I noticed that I was not just hard, but aroused (short of breath and slightly lightheaded). You know how you sometimes don’t notice a noise until it’s gone quiet? I realized that I heard Mike and Amber fucking—they probably started quiet and got progressively louder—and only noticed when they finished.

Mike and Amber eventually moved in together. We stayed close after college and our friend group hung out at Mike and Amber’s place a lot. I had the occasional lustful thought. These were exacerbated by details I learned from hanging out with them—like the number of guys she slept with during her gap year before college or how she would call Mike when the guys were out and ask him to come home early to fuck.

An eventful hike [FM]

This is the follow-up to the [hot spring](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cg74nb/skinny_dipping_in_some_hot_springs_fm/) story! Sorry this is long, but there was a lot to tell!

We started hiking back using a headlamp Jeremy had brought to see where we were going. A little ways into the hike when there was no one else on the trail, he stopped, turning off his headlamp. He grabbed me and kissed me roughly and slid a hand up my shirt and started running his thumb over my very hard nipples for just a second, making me press myself into him, wanting more. Then he pulled back and turned on his headlamp with a shit-eating grin and started walking, knowing how horny he’d just made me. As we were walking and I was pouting a little, he said, “I dare you to take off your shirt.”

“What, for the whole hike back to the car?”

“Absolutely, you can have your jacket on and zip it up if we see someone coming on the trail.”

Abused During A High School Band Trip [fm] [Rough] [Abuse] [Rape]

I posted about my first rape experience recently, and have gotten a few requests to post more. There have been some outright scary and creepy PMs sent my way, but a few very friendly individuals that just mentioned they enjoyed reading about it. Again, I do not condone any of these actions on anyone. I don’t, and never have enjoyed being abused. If people continue to read them, I have no issues with sharing them.
In high school, I was unfortunate enough to get myself into very hostile and scary situations. I was raped by my sister’s boyfriend during the summer between freshman and sophomore year, and the experience really scarred me. I was quiet and shy before, now I was outright anti social. I always picked the last two rows of desks to sit at in a new classroom, and always looked for the corners in any room I was in. I didn’t enjoy speaking to many people. I always felt very shakey, and uncomfortable, and kept to myself even more than before. The one place I ever felt I could be myself in, however, was our high school’s band room. Here’s a group of nerdy and down to earth individuals that liked what I liked. Everyone was always friendly, and the majority of my friends joined band through the same 7th grade group. Now we were all in high school, and even the older students always felt very welcoming and caring. I didn’t know at the time, but looking back, high school bands are usually the most fucked up, sexually active individuals in any high school.