Random Video 2

I couldn’t sleep. The thought of that next video taunted me. Who is in it this time? How long is he going to keep having these girls send me videos and photos? I have half the mind in sending it to some smut magazine and asking money for it, but I think that’s illegal. I could call the police, but there’s no leg for me to stand on in terms of harassment because they’re not, technically, harassing me. No threats to my livelihood or threats to my person. They’ll just tell me to block them and move on.

I sat up on my bed and retrieved my phone from my nightstand. I played the video and its the same girl, my doppelgänger but I guess its a different phone since it’s a different number.

“Ah, Monica, it is good to see you again! Did you enjoy the last video, I am sure you did.”

This girl is different. Very different. Another doppelgänger? Her hair style is different, a pixie haircut with red tips and platinum blond hair, and she has a freckle running across her nose. It’s cute, it added character to her – our – face. And like the last girl, she looks almost similar to me. Is he getting jollies just sending me videos of girls that I look like being fucked by him? That’s a very weird and niche fetish.

Met a couple and the wife turned me into her live-in boy toy. [MF]

This ended up being a lot longer than I expected it to. There is more to this story, but we’ll see if anyone wants to hear more first.
Juicy bit marked with “******”
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This story starts, for me, back in early college. I did what every kid from Middle Class America does, and got a part time job in the service industry. I wasn’t a bus boy, but I was a line cook for a higher end local restaurant. I’ve always enjoyed cooking, so the work was just fine by me. I mostly used the money I got from it and put it towards weed, a pack of beer or two, or nights out with friends. I was one of the “lucky” few that didn’t have to take loans out for my ENTIRE degree, just most of it.

One night, midway through the shift, I took a step out back and lit up a joint I had gotten earlier that day and just took in the crisp night air (Autumn in the Northeast is superb). A younger couple came around the corner and while I initially thought they were hammered drunk, they were actually all over each other. She slipped out of her heels and he pinned her to the outside of the restaurant. It was pretty carnal if I’m being honest. It got real awkward real fast as a light breeze definitely wafted a cloud of smoke their direction. Like two ravenous honey badgers these two snapped their heads in my direction.

Fucking My Best Friend and Her Dad on the Same Day!

Some of you have read this, but I am finally finished with the series, unless you all want it to continue, then just message me and I’ll let YOU choose what happens next. This is part 1 of 5, and will take you to all 5 parts. A lot of this is true and actually happened, yeah, I know, I was a bit of a slut when I was teen, and maybe I still am! Enjoy!

My family moved from California to Texas four years ago, during the summer before my freshman year. Entering high school was going to be hard enough, but to do it in a completely different town, a completely different state, I wasn’t so sure. Amanda made it easy. I met Amanda the day after we moved in. July, in Texas, is hot; the sun lives here, I swear. The doorbell rang, I opened the door, and there she was. Amanda. Wearing shorter shorts than we wear in Cali, a skimpy little tank top that halfway covered her bikini top. She was 14, same age as me. That afternoon she would become my first friend in my new home.

Chloe the Roommate 7 [TF/M]

This part will be a little shorter. Its very dialogue heavy as I wanted to try something new. The next part will be around the same length and more action heavy and will come out in a couple days. Then there will be a long break as part 9 is very long. So thank again for all your support and patience and let me know how you all feel about this chapter. Enjoy!!

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Chloe the Roommate Part 7

“That would be awesome, yes I will be your boyfriend” Dispite the wierd aversion to touching her, everything in my body wanted something more with Chloe. I really did like her and I knew one day I would get over what ever wall was in front of me.

Chloe had a giddiness to her and hugged me really tightly, “Makes me so happy to hear you say that!” The position she was in was really weird so she moved up a little and hugged me normally. Now we were side by side and I could feel her chest against mine. Her heart beat was trying to match my own and our legs intertwined. Yes, or dicks were touching and as weird as it felt to have my penis against another it didnt weird me out. It was kind of hot if im being honest, no different than my dick against a vagina. Like I would know but I don’t since chloe is in fact the first girl Ive been with since my high school crush.

I fucked my high school teacher [M] 23 [F] 35

This story happened when I was 23 years old. I’m a Black Male, 5’11, 28, and this is the first I’m ever telling this story.
I had ALWAYS had the hots for this teacher in high school, she was very slim, nice tight butt, and very petite sexy b cup tits! She had long legs, nice lips, and beautiful green eyes. She was perfect.
I always got along with her, flirted with her a little, but she never reciprocated. She was an amazing teacher and she helped me out through a lot of tough situations in my life.
Now the fun begins, I come back home to Chicago, and visit my high school for Homecoming Week. I went to the Homecoming football game and saw a bunch of old classmates and teachers of mine. I was a little down because I thought my favorite teacher wasn’t there, but she eventually showed up and I was very happy.
We talked for a majority of the game and she ended up adding me on Facebook.
I message her later that day saying how great it was to see her and how she still looks as great as she did when I was in high school. She laughed and thanked me.
I asked her if she was up to get some dinner the following day and she said of course.
She messaged me the next afternoon saying her car broke down and she couldn’t make it. I offered to pick her up and look at her car as well.
I pick her up and we go to this bar and grill type restaurant. We have an amazing time, I pay for her dinner and we go down the street to get some ice cream.
I start flirting with her and licking my ice cream seductively. She gave me a grin and we started laughing.
I drive her back to her house and hug her goodnight. I drive away but get a message not even a minute later from my former teacher asking if I could take a look at her car.
I apologized for forgetting and circled around the block and came right over.
I look at some things in the car and I helped her jump it. She thanked me and invited me in for a drink.
While we were having a drink she put her legs on me, she had on a nice flower dress, so I was trying so hard not to look up it. so I start to rub from her calves up to her thighs.
She is clearly enjoying it because she closes her eyes and leans backwards.
As I make my way her towards he though again she grabs my hand and moves it between her legs and to my surprises right to her soaking wet pussy. She had no panties on under that dress.
I start rubbing her pussy lips and running my finger around her clit but not touching it, just to tease her a little.
She can’t take it anymore, she grabs my hand and shoves my fingers deep inside her wet pussy. She then pulls my fingers out , licks them, and then kisses me.
I ask my former teacher can I taste her and she nods her head yes….
Part 2 cumming soon 😉

My 18[F] First Time With a Married Man 32[M]

I have had a bit of an adventurous sex life even though I haven’t had as many partners as most people who consider themselves sluts. At the time of this story, I was still beginning my dive into the wonderful world of being a slut, and really learning what I did and didn’t like. I’m now 27, but these events happened when I was 18 in the summer after I graduated high school. Also, a fair warning, this is a very long story.

I had just moved to the town where I’d be attending college, and I was looking forward to living outside the watchful eye of my parents. I had moved into the dorm and met my new roommate (who became my best friend even to today) and was going through university orientation.

On the second to last day of orientation I decided to skip one of the optional events and go instead exploring alone around the edge of campus in an area known for good restaurants and bars. I eventually decided to sit down at a coffee place and get a drink. While I was enjoying the coffee and coffee shop vibes a guy sat down next to me. He was older than me by a bit but also kinda cute. I was still shy though so I didn’t say anything.

The Girl Next Door [MF]

I was 12 years old when Molly moved in next door. I remember staring out my window and watching her family move in. I focused on her and noticed her curly brown hair and pretty smile. She bounced around and laughed as her parents unloaded boxes and tried to get Molly to help unload. I was immediately attracted to her free spirit and cheerfulness and had a feeling we would become friends.

Later on in the week I was riding my bike through our neighborhood enjoying the cool crisp spring air. I was dazing off thinking about how nice it was when I turned a corner and almost ran into Molly on her bike. We both skidded to a halt and Molly bust out laughing.

“Why are you laughing? We could have killed each other!” I shouted.

Giggling she responded “Oh stop being so dramatic, we didn’t crash right?” “I’m Molly by the way, what’s your name?”

“I’m Sam.” I responded shyly.

“Well Samual, we should ride bikes together sometime if your not too chicken. I promise I won’t crash into you.”

She winked and rode off quickly. I sat there and thought, “what a cool girl.”

I took [M]y sister’s really shy [F]riend to her first festival and she went wild on me.

So I’m a junior in college and my sister is two years younger than me “Emily” is one of her friends who would always come over. She was always really nice and friendly, and even though I didn’t really think my sister’s friends were hot she was easily the hottest. But she was also from a pretty strict family and was the type of girl who thought getting to watch movies until 1am was getting wild.

Fast forward a couple years. I’m at college one day and someone starts yelling my name. I see this insanely hot girl running up to me saying my name, and am confused until I see her face. It was Emily: her body had changed a lot, and somehow over the last two years had gotten curves worthy of an Instagram model. She was legit shockingly hot to me and took me by surprise. She came over and gave me a huge hug, squeezing her body into me way harder than she had to. She said she had been looking for me ever since classes started a month earlier. I didn’t understand why she was so excited to see me, but a lot of girls do that so I though it was her just putting on a bit. She said she wanted to make sure and exchange numbers so we could talk, and so I did, leaving me feeling very confused how she had changed so much.

[MFF] Murder Mystery Party

It was a ’20s-themed murder mystery party thrown by a friend from work. I (M26 at the time) was to play a successful Manhattan restauranteur with a big ego and a short temper. My last acting experience had been in high school but I decided to “commit to the bit” and came up with a restaurant name (“Bull & Moose”) and character backstory the night before.

My scene partner was Emma, who I’d never met, and who was playing the head chef at my restaurant. The party hostess told me beforehand that my character should be hard on her and to comment loudly on her bad taste in men. I’ll admit to looking up her Facebook profile. (We were still using Facebook back in those days.) She was sandy blonde, petit, with an exuberant smile. She was a professional dancer and had the body to match. And I noticed a few spicy pics up on her photos tab.

Oh What A Night! [FFM]

I thought I posted this ages ago, but couldn’t find it on my submitted list. If I have sorry for the repost, but there is another story in praise of older women coming.
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Late September back in 67, I was on the prowl. I had managed to get a really good fake ID which let me into a number of clubs. I really was only just eighteen, had to be 21 before you can drink, fuck, you know, the fun things then, but “mature looking,” as I was once told. What was left of summer was going, autumn was well and truly coming, warm days, cooler nights. My summer job, and my part time work through the previous two years bought me a 10 year old VW Bus that hadn’t been ruined by a bunch of hippies pretending to be artists.

I had fitted the rear cabin with a really thick sponge and some sheets adding both a rear window curtain and a curtain right behind the front seat. No other windows then. This was done entirely for fucking. I told my parents that it was really for me to get away camping, doing some surfing, or getting up to the Rockies but reality was, I wasn’t interested in those things unless there was someone to fuck while I was doing them.