[M]y (ex)girlfriend’s best [F]riend

“Hey can we meet up? I need to talk to you.”

It wasn’t unusual for Gracie to call me. We’d become friends in our freshman dorm, and even closer since I started dating her roommate and lifelong best friend, Cara, at the beginning of junior year. In fact, I dare say that she’d become my best friend with our shared loved of reading, The Simpsons, and oldies music. We even worked at the same bookstore part time.

“Yeah, what’s up?”

“Not on the phone, meet me at the swings.”

I put on a hoodie and walked to the center of camps on that usually warm February day, not knowing my life was about to change. I arrived to find her sitting on the swings holding some papers.

“I don’t know how to tell you, so read this.”

She handed me an email chain between her and Cara where Cara is asking her to go home for the weekend because her high school boyfriend is coming to visit and they need alone time. Despite Gracie’s protests, she outlines how she plans to cheat on me despite knowing I had plans for us, the excuse she plans to use, how he knew about me, and even that she kept me around for homework help and convenience. My heart sank.

Fantasies Fulfilled With the Woman Nextdoor. [M/F] [MILF]

*Note this is a heavily revised version of a story I posted a long while ago that was titled My Neighbor.*

I was probably around ten when Val moved in next door. She was in her mid-thirties, recently divorced, and looking back from an adult’s perspective, extremely attractive. Unfortunately, at the time, my ten-year-old self didn’t appropriately appreciate this new neighbor with her blonde, pixie-style hair and voluptuous figure.

Over the years, Val and my parents became close friends, and I soon came to think of her as a kind of cool aunt. Before moving to our town, Val had worked as a journalist for a rock magazine, and I spent countless hours listening to her stories about famous rock stars and their antics. Needless to say, growing up next door to the woman was pretty cool, but everything changed when I was fourteen.

It was warm and sunny that Saturday in late June. My parents had gone out of town for the day, and I was left with the task of mowing the backyard, which I was not happy about at all. I’d gotten the mower out and was just about to get started when I saw Val pop her head over the fence.

Fantasies Fulfilled With the Woman Nextdoor. [M/F] [MILF]

*Note this is a heavily revised version of a story I posted a long while ago that was titled My Neighbor.*

I was probably around ten when Val moved in next door. She was in her mid-thirties, recently divorced, and looking back from an adult’s perspective, extremely attractive. Unfortunately, at the time, my ten-year-old self didn’t appropriately appreciate this new neighbor with her blonde, pixie-style hair and voluptuous figure.

Over the years, Val and my parents became close friends, and I soon came to think of her as a kind of cool aunt. Before moving to our town, Val had worked as a journalist for a rock magazine, and I spent countless hours listening to her stories about famous rock stars and their antics. Needless to say, growing up next door to the woman was pretty cool, but everything changed when I was fourteen.

It was warm and sunny that Saturday in late June. My parents had gone out of town for the day, and I was left with the task of mowing the backyard, which I was not happy about at all. I’d gotten the mower out and was just about to get started when I saw Val pop her head over the fence.

My Catholic Ex-Girlfriend’s Journey to the Poophole Loophole [MF] – Part 1

Spring of 2008.

Melissa and I met at Freshman orientation. We started dating in the second semester of my sophomore year—my first official college girlfriend. We had both just started dating. I got to our school on athletic scholarship (baseball), and she got in on her academic acumen.

The baseball season had just started, and Melissa was determined to make all my games, even though I told her she totally didn’t have to. I played center field, and I was pretty decent. But I really got a boost to my batting average when Melissa and I dated.

Melissa was very cute. She had a shoulder length brown hair, and stayed in great shape. She was about 5’2 and had a nice butt. Perhaps the best physical feature though were her impossibly large boobs. She’s had a reduction now, but man, they were huge.

Melissa was raised very conservative. Most religious girl I ever dated. She attended mass every week. She didn’t drink and she never used profanity. She had a few boyfriends in high school and one her Freshman year but, she—unlike me—had never done anything with them besides hold hands and kiss; she was a virgin. She wanted to save herself for marriage.

Being a receptionist has been lucrative for my stripping job [FM]

School wasn’t really my thing. After I graduated high school, I moved and went to college. But I only lasted a year before dropping out. Instead of moving back home, I just stayed and picked up some random jobs to pay for rent and live. You know waitressing, bartending, that sort of stuff. Eventually I went to a strip club, and became a stripper (family did not approve), but the money was so much better. I guess you can say that I’m pretty, and I’ve never been shy about my looks. So I guess it works out.

Where I lived and worked is kind of a smaller town. It’s not a mega city, and it’s not rural. Just like a normal town. So it’s not uncommon to run into someone you know, when you’re running errands or whatever. So when I’m dancing at the strip club, I would often see some regulars, or people I’ve run into around town. Over time, you get friendly with them, you know you have to talk about something when you’re half naked and grinding on a guy’s lap. The girls in the club could get away with anything, so I’ll admit that I’ve provided some ‘extras’ to the guy patrons, in the back rooms.

Mountain Friends (MF)

Just as an aside, I have a few chapters planned. There’s going to be some femdom, some cheating, light cucking, We’ll see where the rest of it goes. As always feel free to give feedback.

***

Maria moaned as I licked and sucked at her clit, wrapping her thick muscular brown thighs around my head while one hand massaged her nipple and the other was buried in my hair, pushing my face deeper into her cunt. Her hips moved in shuddering thrusts, using my face to stimulate her clit. I could barely breathe while she ground my face in and became a sopping mess of her juices. My own erection was desperate and called out for attention but with one hand wrapped around her thigh reaching for her luscious breasts and the other fingering her pussy and teasing her asshole, I was left to futilely hump the bed.

She was a vocal lover and her howls of pleasure drove me to continue licking as fast and hard as I could. My index and middle finger were jammed in her tight hole and I was making the come here motion with my fingers, stimulating her G spot. I finally removed them agave my tongue a rest as I moved my thumb over her nub before plunging it back inside. I slipped my lubricated finger down to her rosebud and pushed the tip into her sphincter. She moaned and pushed on my head again.

Dancing Queen Ch. 2: Casual Relationship [M/F]

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I’ve been looking for him, waiting. It’s been a couple of weeks since that night, and my pussy aches for him. Sure, I’ve had a couple of VIPs, but every time I perform for them, I picture him there. Every time they fuck me, I imagine his Herculean cock thrusting into me. It worked for a bit, and I was able to trigger, or actually trick, my brain into believing it’s him. That it’s his cock inside of me. His girthy, veiny manhood. I actually came a couple of times. But as time went on, it got harder and harder. I need a fix. I needed him.

I still haven’t let anyone else cum inside me, or kiss me, other than Bryn.

Every time I’m on the stage, I look over the crowd, expecting to see that button up shirt, black rimmed glasses, and khaki pants. Every night, I am disappointed, and I force myself to perform.

Depression finally sets in, and the realization that I’ll never see Bryn again became more and more real. I took a week off from stripping, its actually not hard because we are able to freely work whenever we want. It’s actually liberating!

Cursed, part one (fm)

I can’t believe the way this old woman is staring at me. I’m used to people staring at me, but it’s unusual for an old woman to be leering at me the way she is. What is she even doing in a nice bar like this? She looks like she should be muttering to herself while feeding pigeons in the park.
She approaches me slowly but with confidence, never breaking eye contact.

“Pretty girl, gotta boyfriend?”

I recoil slightly, confused. Is she hitting on me?

“No,” I reply with a bit of an attitude.

“How come why not?” she asks and I notice an accent, perhaps Eastern European.

“I dunno,” I say, feeling a weird vibe from her.

“You should get a boyfriend, before you’re all used up.”

The one time I [M] 25 accidentally creampied my friend’s young [F] 18 years old needy busty Latina GF

A couple years ago I use to be friends with this guy who was pretty cool. He looked up to me because I was about 5 years older than him (I was 22 and he was 18.) He was still a senior in high school and I was attending college so we didn’t see much of each other.

One day I walked with him to meet his gf and I left back home. The girl was staring at me as I left and later added me on Facebook a couple days later. She started messaging , asking how I knew her boyfriend and what we did when we hung out. We talked for weeks and one day she asked me to hang out with her. I was like “sure” then she started questioning if it would be weird and I disagreed. Then she confessed her feelings for me and complained that her bf cheats on her all the time and wanted me to rescue her like a knight in shinning armor. At this point, my friendship with him was pretty distant. He turned into a hype beast fag and ignored me when I would text him. So I told her she should come next Saturday

My first MMF

In 1998 I was 19 and my gf Erica just turned 18 in February the month before. She was a senior in high school. She was a little hottie with great c cup tits and an aversion to bras. But a really nice girl and good student.
She had gotten a job at a night club in Boston through an older friend. The house dj was a kid named Sam from a wealthy suburb nearby. He was 24, out of college, super cool, and really sexy. He was like, Almost 6′, really skinny, with a handsome face and easy smile. There were always girls sweating him in the dj booth and he did well. He had taken a liking to Erica but she had a boyfriend… Me. He let me into the club underage and was nice to me anyway.
I was visiting her on my spring break and hung out at the club with her one Friday night. She said Sam invited us to his parents house after the club, because they were gone all winter in Hawaii. I said sure. He had great weed and said he had some ecstacy, which I hadn’t tried yet. Sure. I liked lsd and mushrooms and whatever. So sure.
He lived 20 minutes away, and at 2am he grabbed his record case and left. We followed in my car.
When we arrived, it was just the 3 of us. He put on music, gave us 2 pills each, and we smoked weed. He showed us the bedroom we could stay in and shower. Huge house. 5 bedrooms. This one had a giant stone shower with multiple shower heads all around and a glass door
After 40 minutes I felt more amazing than I could imagine. Holy shit. Holy shit. So good, so horny, so happy and loving.
I told Erica to come take a shower with me. We got in that awesome shower and got all steamed up and almost couldn’t stand up. We were touching and kissing and talking dirty there in the dark.
We heard Sam come into the bathroom.
“How you guys doing?”
” Oh my fucking god this is amazing. Thank you so much!!” I said.
“How great is that shower?”
“Soooo good,!” Erica said.
“Come on in,” I said.
“Yeah come in!” Erica said. We could see him undress and he opened the door and stepped in. Erica turned around to hug him.
“You’re so hot ” he said as he rubbed his hands on her ass.
“Isn’t she?” I said. “Do whatever you want with her, bro. She’s both our girlfriend tonight.”
“Thanks man,” he said before their mouths met in a deep passionate kiss. He sucked her tits while she stroked his 7 inch cock.
He turned her around and she kissed me. She leaned over so her head was against my chest when she yelled as he entered her.
I held her up while she banged against me as he fucked her. I held her hair as she yelled and moaned.
“You like that baby?” I asked.
“Yes. Yes. Uhhhhh I love it oh my God!” She said
“Your pussy is so good Erica,” he said.
‘yeah. Oh my god keep fucking me.”. I could see him in the dark with his hands on her waist, banging her good.
“You should cum in her pussy,” I told him.
“Yeah?”
“Oh my god yes,” I said. “I want to see you cum inside her.”
“Yes! Cum inside me Sam. I wanted you to cum in me from the first time we met. Anytime you want my pussy take it. Fuck me like a whore and cum in my pussy. All night. Every night. Ah! Ah! Ahhhhhh oh my god!!!!” She shook as she came, her hand on my cock.
“You want it?!” He asked, speeding up.
“Yes baby. Do it!”
“Cum inside her Sam. I want to see it,” I said, holding her head looking in her eyes. Her eyes showed total submission and desire. He slammed her hard and held it deep.
“I’m cumming!” He yelled. The look on her face was pure joy, she almost cried when she felt him shoot wave after wave of his cum into her high school pussy. I kissed her as he kept shooting his seed into her unprotected pussy.
When he finished, she turned around to embrace him and make out.
“Tell me you love me,” he said.
“I love you,” she said. “You can fuck me anytime you want baby.”
“Good. I’m going to fuck you all night.”
“Do it,” she said. He got out and dried off and went to get dressed.
The feeling of putting my dick into her pussy and feeling his cum inside her was the best feeling ever. I fucked her so hard and came so much. We talked so dirty in the shower while we fucked. She agreed to do whatever we tell her. I told her that I was going to tell him that he can do whatever he wants to with you, and you will do it. She agreed wholeheartedly. I dried off and went to the main room while she did makeup. Sam was in his underwear, so that was the uniform for the night. He played good music and we smoked good weed.
“That was awesome bro ” I said. ” You can do anything you want to her tonight, and she will do it.”
“Just tonight?” He asked smiling. I was so happy and fucked up and horny.
“No, whenever she wants to it’s fine.”. Erica came out in her underwear and topless. She straddled me and we kissed and smoked weed.
“Erica, will you give me a lapdance?” He asked. She got off of me and did an amazing 2 song lap dance until they were just making out.
“Sick my dick,” he said. She got on her knees in front of him on the couch and started to suck his dick. I watched her blow him for a while then he said, ‘i want to cum in your pussy. Lay down.”. She laid down on the floor and took her panties off. She spread her legs. He knelt between them and kissed her passionately.
“Are you birth control?” He asked.
“No,” she answered.
“Where do you want me to cum?”
“In my pussy baby. I’m your girlfriend tonight, you can do whatever you want to. I want it ”
“Only tonight?”
“Anytime baby. You can fuck my pussy anytime you want.” He put it inside her. She yelled. He started to fuck her hard.
“So you’re both our girlfriend?”
“Yes.”
“Tell me you love me.’
“I love you. I’m your girlfriend. I want your cum in me.”. He fucked her hard, ready to cum.
“Tell me you love me while I cum in your pussy.”. He started to cum. She wrapped her legs around him and french kissed him.
‘i love you Sam. I love you. Cum in me baby. Cum in your girlfriend baby,” she said as his final thrust put his cum as deep in her as possible. They kissed for a while and he got off of her.
I got on top of her and we kissed like crazy. I felt so much cum inside her. We fucked like crazy. We talked so dirty. I told her that when I go back to school I want her to call me at night while he fucks her. I want pictures.
That night she just stayed naked. They slept together, they showered together, she did anything he wanted. She did everything I wanted, too. So I wasn’t left out. I let it happen. I made it happen. My dick was bigger, anyway. I loved it.
He came in her pussy 8 times that night and day. Anytime he wanted. She would go to get a drink in the kitchen, he would follow a minute later then I would hear her yelling as he fucked her bent over the kitchen table. Or bathroom sink. Or I would wake up from dozing off on the bed to Erica getting fucked next to me. Eventually he just let her know he was trying to get her pregnant and she agreed that he could.
She had to shower so much from all of the Cum in her. Sometimes with me. Sometimes with him. Sometimes both of us. Sometimes a quick rinse alone. Then both of us would massage her body with lotion and suck her tits and lick her pussy and ass.
She let him fuck her in the ass. She had never done it before. We talked about it and I had started to finger her ass when we fucked to get her used to it for months. We were in bed. She was sucking my dick while he fucked her. I saw him take his cock out of her pussy and rub her ass with it.
“I want to cum in your ass,” he said and started the process.
“Mmmmm,” she moaned around my dick. “You can do it. Just go slow.’. It took a few minutes to get it in all the way but he took her ass that night. It made her cum so hard.
“Who’s ass is this?”
“Your ass, baby. You fuck it so good.”
“You want me to cum in it?”
“Yes. Cum in my ass baby.” He was more gentle, but the look of pure ecstacy on his face when he came in her ass made me cum so hard. She swallowed my cum.
We just anything we wanted to her and she loved it. I watched them make love passionately like their wedding night, kissing, gentle, loving, eye contact, saying “I love you”. And I watched her beg to be fucked like a whore. I watched them decide to have a baby together and keep trying all night. She had never taken birth control before, so was totally fertile and able.
I went back to college and would get the stories or a live fuck over the phone. She said they fucked every day for a month after I left. She would sleep over by and he would drive her to high school full of cum every day. Good times
And yes. He did get her pregnant, probably the week after I left judging by timing.