Unforgettable Touch

My sense of direction feels as if it has been stripped away. Lost in joy and excitement. A slow drift into this abyss of beautiful music. Everyone in the club dancing the night away. My body moving freely in its motion, stripping away every pain, every worry. I had felt at peace that night. It was the night his lips tasted mine. We wanted more, even if it was forbidden. Oh god, that night.
              “Tania?” My best friends voice broke through my daydream.
“I’m sorry sweetie did you say something?” My glare still fixed on the outside. My leg twitching in anxiety.              
              “What are you so in deep thought about? And stop chewing your nails.”  Jenifer insisted giving me a worried stare into my soul. God, if she only knew.
It takes an exhausting amount of energy to keep these thoughts at bay. The club, the music, his body. Fuck I need a drink.
              “Tania! There you go again lost deep in your thoughts. What the fuck is on your mind?” My best friends pouty face demanding answers. Unfortunately, this is not something I can share with her. I wouldn’t want to ruin our friendship.
Jenifer and I are very close. We met in high school. Both of us had joined the cheer squad our freshmen year. We have been besties ever since. We tell all our secrets to each other. Well, almost all of them. I can’t, not a word about that night.
“Umm, Jen? What are we waiting for?” We sat silently staring at each other in this awkward ambience of a Café.
“Sorry baby doll I invited Justin over.” Jennifer said giving that cheesy nauseating smile she always gets when she talks about Justin. And in return I give her a what the fuck look. “Tania, please. I would really like you two to get along.”
Not long after an awkward and stressful conversation with Jenifer, I see tall dark and fuck me dirty standing behind her.
“Hey honey.” Justin said leaning over and kissing Jenifer on her cheek. “Tania? Wow it’s been a while. How are you?” He asked looking up at me.
Seriously? ‘How are you?’ Gee, I don’t know how to say this, but my panties are fucking wet and you are dating my best friend. How the fuck do you think I am? “Good and you Justin?” I could not have sounded more seductive saying his name.
We sat in the café sipping coffee like nothing ever happened. Justin smiling lovingly at Jenifer. Jenifer eating it all up, lucky bitch. I love her to death, but I feel so damn guilty over this. Even if it was a few years ago. But still. His eyes, that body.
Years ago, the night we went to the club. I remember everyone at my place taking pregame shots while I added last touches to my makeup. I was so excited for the dress I was wearing. It was a blue short sequin lace dress. This was the dress to wear tonight. I wanted to catch Justin’s’ eye. I have been crushing hard on Justin and tonight was the night I was going to make my move.
“Damn girl.” I gasped at Jenifer’s sudden voice behind me. She had walked in my room as I finished getting ready. Unnoticeably she stood behind me as I modeled the dress. “That dress looks so good. The V cut in front of the dress making those tits really pop out. Turn around, let me see the back.” Jenifer’s eyes ate up every site of me. This made me feel great. “Good your ass looks so good in that tight dress, and your thighs, yum!”
“It’s not too revealing?” I asked touching my legs.
“Not at all doll face, even I want to lick your thighs till I get to the center.”
“Oh stop.” I blushed feeling satisfied with myself.
“Listen, Tania, I needed to tell you something.” Jenifer asked in a nervous tone.
“Sure, go ahead what’s up?”
“I really like Justin. Do you think he likes me?”
The question coming out of Jenifer’s mouth was a sudden shock. “I don’t know.” I whispered trying to not sound disappointment. This sucked. When your best friend admits attraction for another that is an automatic dibs and it must be honored. But this is Justin that we are talking about. I wanted to scream, fuck! But I didn’t.
“Earth to Tania? She’s been like this all day.” Jenifer Snapped her fingers at me.  “What is wrong with you?” Jennifer said in a concerning way. Sorry but at this point I couldn’t resist him anymore. I am in a café sitting with my best friend and the guy we are both in love with. The memories of that night came rushing back to me.
The music played loud. The group of friends we had gone with all separated. Jenifer spent that night looking for Justin. But somehow, he was with me, dancing, grinding. Touching each other.
I grinded on him. Over his jeans I can feel his cock getting hard. It feels so big, I wanted to know how it would taste in my mouth.
His lips tasted so good, I wanted them all to myself tonight.
Finding a vacant VIP corner, we began stripping our cloths off like wild animals. I slid his pants off.  Getting on my knees, anxious to have his hard rod in my mouth.
His eyes, they were focused on me. He was waiting to see what I would do next. He gripped in between his shirt ripping all the buttons off. I couldn’t help myself but touch his bare chest. Feeling his smooth skin on my hands. His strong chest.
Taking off his shirt, he tied my arms up. “Do what you want.” I insisted.
“I intend to.” He said taking off his briefs and sitting down on the sofa in this VIP corner. On my knees I approached him slowly. Glaring at him. “Open your mouth.” he said sliding it slowly in. My tongue, licking, my mouth sucking. I slurped it all up from his balls to his tip. Hearing him moan. Savoring every drop. It turned me on so much. I wanted it bad, but he had full control. I could not help it but beg him. “Fuck me.”
Justin stood up and pulled me from my arms bending me over the sofa. I could feel him behind me. His tongue licking every drop of my wet pussy. Eating me up. God, I screamed that night so much.
“Tania” Their voices calling me out. But I was deep into my memories. Squeezing my thighs together feeling my pussy getting even more wet.
I resumed my thoughts. I had begged for him to slide it in. Making it all his. I wanted to feel his hot rod deep inside of me.
Slowly, I could feel his tip playing with my clitoris then sliding right in, all the way in. “Oh my god.” I moaned loud. I couldn’t help myself. He felt so big. It was so tight, yet such a perfect fit. He pulled one of my straps to my dress. With every thrust of his, my tits bounced till the slid out of my dress. Large and perky fitting perfect in his hands. Squeezing them. I wanted him so much. Harder, faster.
“Come here.” He commanded. I, so graciously, accepting. Untying my arms, they flung forward wrapping around his shoulders. “Hold on to me.” He said gripping my thighs, picking me up and pinning me up against the wall.
I gripped hard on to him. Feeling him in me again, fucking me against this wall. Fuck what is this feeling in me. He sucked on my tits has he pounded his rod harder in me. Within moments both of us, out of breath, screamed. I felt as if some electric pleasure wave coursed through me.
“Tania? Earth to Tania? You ok?” Jennifer asked snapping me back to reality.
Oh shit, I came in my panties. “I’m sorry what?”
“We wanted to ask you something very important.”
I could feel my thighs shaking with ecstasy. That felt so good. “What’s up?” I asked trying to keep my cool.
“Will you be my maid of honor?” Jenifer asked.
“Wait what the fuck?!” I freaked out.

Busted! Old College nudes surface [FM] (Pt. 2)

>*To briefly address some of the concerns in the initial post, the careers and names of those involved have been changed to protect their identities. Some areas may have been embellished for increased satisfaction but the story continues.*

I’m now driving home. Nervous and trying to find a way to add myself to this guys trip. I was really looking forward for my time alone for the weekend and now that is gone. I had to cook up a plan to include myself and fast. The fishing trip was this weekend (it’s Wednesday today). What if I call Cynthia? Maybe she can join me and we can make this a “wives” thing as well! But first I needed to convince my husband who was also looking forward for his time with the guys. Maybe if I play the bored wife and promise to stay out of the way he will let me tag along. I know, I’ll make it a hiking trip for me! He knows I love hiking and I haven’t hiked the woods around that lake. Yes. I’ll do that.

Dads Best Friend part 2 (age gap) (mf) (off limits) (ass play)

The morning after my 18th birthday, I woke up with a throbbing headache. What the hell happened last night? I definitely drank wayyyy to much rum. I turned over and saw a water bottle and some Aleve on the bedside table, probably thanks to Dr Mike. I took the Aleve and gulped down the water to try to ease the side affects of the hangover. I laid back down and tried to recall the previous nights events.

I remember going out to seafood restaurant with Dad and Dr Mike, Dr mike told the waiter it was my 21st birthday and ordered me a rum punch…. the first sip made me grin from ear to ear since I had never had anything like it before. The only alcoholic drinks I ever had before that was the occasional Seagrams wine coolers that my cousin would buy me, never anything with actual liquor in it..

I know I had about 4 or maybe 5 drinks at dinner, and I remember my dad telling Dr Mike to stop ordering them for me that I was definitely more buzzed than he would like, especially since I had only just turned 18 not 21.

First time writing erotica. (Feedback appreciated) Cuckold

My High school life has been dreadful. Much worse than middle school. I have always been the quiet, uncool kid no one remembers. But I have been content with that. It was lonely, but at least I wasn’t on the radar of bullies. That all changed in High School when I met John. John is a piss-drinking, loud-mouthed shithead. Well, at least to me anyways. To everyone else he didn’t bully, he was a charismatic and handsome dude with the hottest girlfriends. Yes *girlfriends.* A top basketball prospect, he had first dibs on the girls he wanted. And I didn’t even have one. Scratch that. I haven’t even had my first kis…

“Dick Fatt!!”

There was a collective chuckle in the class.

“Is there a Dick Fatt in this class?” Vice-principal William asked through the partly opened door.

*Ughh.*

“Yes” I struggled to raise my arm as more laughter swept through the air.

“Good. Come to my office immediately.” Mr. William nodded to our history teacher, then closed the door behind him.

[MF] Coffee with my Fiancée’s best friend

The two of us hit it off really well early on when my now fiancée introduced me to her friends. With one of them, Ash, I clicked with almost instantly. We have similar taste in music snd sense of humour. Over the time we knew eachother it slowly got to the point where we would talk a few times a week because of plans the group of us would have. Those conversations would drift from the plans to other topics, and eventually to what we liked sexually, including tips for things to try out with eachother’s significant others.

Over the three and a half years I had been with my now fiancée Ash had moved from one relationship to a new boyfriend. She found she wasn’t happy with how her new bf was in bed, which came out when her and I were meeting up for what had became a weekly meet up for coffee.

A few weeks later we met up again for coffee like we usually did and found a quiet university classroom because we didn’t want to try finding a table in the student center where we started this ritual of ours. We got in a quiet room and set up our coffees with my laptop to go through Reddit and chat.

All my hookups #4 – The time I [M] fucked the bartender [F] on the pool table

One afternoon when I was in law school, I got a call from M. She said she needed help with some accounting homework – I told her I knew nothing about accounting but she told me to come down to her bar anyhow.

I had met M a few months earlier at a different bar, while I was playing bass in a jazz band. She was sitting at the bar having a drink, and I struck up a conversation. It turned out she was a stripper who also bartended at regular non-stripper bars – and drank a lot. Like, a very surprising amount, especially considering that she was very petite. She had the body of a prima ballerina.

We went out on a couple of dates, and she had already slept over my house once. But we drank a LOT of scotch that night, and I wasn’t sure she was into it, so we just went to sleep.

Poetry & Blood Part 2.5 [FF] [BDSM] [Mind Control] [Vampire]

**Part 2.5: Hunger**

**Laura**

A knock on the door. This one was gentle, like a tree branch in the wind on the side of a building. Laura opened her eyes. The details of her dream quickly ran from her. She was in bed, a cat of some sort crawled up on her lap. She was naked. She pet the cat. It purred and rubbed against her. Then it bit her breast and fled. But Laura didn’t shriek in pain or wake up. She felt the tiny sliver of blood run down her breast and sighed with relief.

“Come in,” she said. Already, her voice felt stronger. Jacque really was a miracle man.

The door opened to reveal Camille. She was in a beautiful navy blue dress. It was form fitting, tightly sculpted to her body. It stopped only inches below her waist. Beside the miles and miles of legs, it was modest. No cleavage or plunging neckline. Her shoulders were covered, but small cut outs along it revealed peeks of skin. Her curly and kinky hair was down, cascading over her shoulders and down her back. She smiled when she saw Laura.

Busted! Old College nudes surface [F]

I’m a teacher at a large high school and I am very careful not to expose my identity in any adventure. When I was in college (about 8 years ago) my husband (boyfriend at the time) and I were 2 broke college kids and we needed money for books. He was working 2 jobs and going to school full-time while I was busy doing my internship hours and not getting paid at all while also going to school. I felt guilty he was overworking himself and I was enjoying the fruit of his hard work. I decided to turn to amateur pornography online and slowly started seeing the money come in. My business model was simple. I would advertise on Craigslist and sell various images of me in a USB to the client. Never disclosing my name or face in the pictures. I never met any of the clients either so I felt that I was simply sending people naked headless pictures of myself online.

The subway [Lesbian, serendipity, cheating, public]

Had a fun idea and just ran with it. This will probably be a one off. Hope you all enjoy. 

I looked up at the subway map and counted the stops. 

Ugh, 20 more stops to go…

I started doing the math in my head as I twiddled with my black clutch that perfectly matched my black leather high heel boots. 

So like 5 min between each stop so like an hour to go…. Ugh…

The clacking of the subway echoed through the incredibly cramped car. More and more people piling on at every stop while we passed under the centre of the city. The clashing smells of strong cologne and floral perfumes unwelcomely invaded my nose. 

I can’t wait to get off this train. Derek (my husband) better be on time…

Another flood of people entered the train, pushing me into a corner. 

“Ooof,” I hear as I look down and see a young redhead with her face pushed into my chest. Her chin pulling down on my white summer dress as her face was forcefully pressed between my supple breasts. 

Charlotte’s Little Adventure: The Outdoors (PART TWO) [ENF] [Public Exposure]

“Charlotte? Is that you?”

After hearing the voice, the blonde girl immediately froze. She recognized it. Not wanting to turn around, she just stood still.

“It’s you, Charlotte, right?”

It was the voice of Sarah. Her best friend.

Unable to think of anything, Charlotte just kept quiet. A few seconds passed. The girl behind her slowly stepped around, entering her field of view. The blonde teen turned bright red. The girl in front of her was definitely her best friend.

Sarah was an attractive 19-year-old girl and the former leader of the cheerleader squad, that they both had been part of. She had shoulder-long light brown hair, tied into a ponytail, and a body similar to Charlotte’s. But Sarah was a bit taller and also had a full-body tan. Sarah wore a small blue tank top, showing ample cleavage, and casual sports shorts. A bit of midriff was exposed, showing off her flat stomach.