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[4F][Sensual][solo-F][Fiction][Toys] Alone At Home (Part 1 of {?})

< So here we go again,once again this all fictitious, hope you enjoy…>

Emma had waited for this moment, the university finals had taken it’s toll, it wasn’t as bad as her second year was,but damn being a third year student came with so much work.

She had been studying almost none stop for 2 weeks now, not having a moment to herself, and damn she could feel it.

Emma knew her family would be out all day, work and school and such, she had been awake laying under sheets, feeling that heat in her lower half gnawing at her mind,

but she held back until she heard the front door lock go close.

Her bed covers flew off almost in unison with the *click* of the lock, exposing her black cotton panties with her baggy sleep t-shirt to the now empty house.

Emma had made a point of not sleeping with a bra since high school, the straps were uncomfortable, and honestly her chest had grown so rapidly in her youth, that at one point none of them fit,and that’s when she found the joy of sleeping without one.

[FM][school][fit][squirting] Amazing gym sex, fr you don’t wanna miss this story

Hey guys, this is my first story ever so please ignore any grammar mistakes. Hope y’all enjoy!

I’ve.
Always.
Wanted.
To.
Fuck.

I was in my senior year in high school and I hadn’t had nearly as many sexual experiences as I would have liked. The best I had gotten to was second base, and that too was completely drunk at a party and didn’t really mean anything, I didn’t even know the girl. So naturally, with the year about to end, I was quite horny and, I’m a little ashamed to say, desperate for some action.

To add salt to the wound, I knew that I would be good in bed. I have an 8×6 inch big black cock which I’ve been told is no mean feat. I had also done loads and loads of research on foreplay, eating pussy, technique, positions, etc. Further, I was super fit and kinda ripped and also knew I would last long. So the fact that I had barely used my cock and skills was quite frustrating. And oh boy were there people who I could use them on. I went to a private school, and our dress code was, well, lax. The hottest girls you can imagine, in the sluttiest clothes you can imagine, huge pornstar tits in tight crop-tops. And the roundest asses in the shortest possible shorts. And there were not one, not two, but at least 10 such girls. Read more »

5 Dollar Footlong [mf]

This is a 100% true story.

When I was 18 I worked at a certain sandwich place that everyone knows. I worked with a girl that I had went to school with all through middle and high school, but we never really talked as our friend groups were very different. I guess what I’m saying is that we knew each other, but not well at all.

I’d been working there for a few months when we got put on the same closing shift, just the two of us, 4 days a week. There was never any sexual tension that I picked up on, but two 18 year old heterosexual people of opposite sexes together for an extended amount of time and something is bound to pop up.

Anywho, one night she was looking at her phone and started laughing really loudly. I asked her what’s up and she just handed me her phone.

She had just recieved a text from someone that just said “Want be fbs?”. Being young and naive I didn’t pick up what that meant right off, so she explained it to me. Fuck buddies. She said that there was no way in hell she would ever have sex with that dude. Read more »

My [48M] user review of a hooking up with a Zoomer [18F] for 6 months. Learned a lot and it was a satisfying… er, cultural experience. “10/10, would smash again” – is that how you say it? [MF]

So ex-wife and I divorced about ten years ago and I’ve been comfortably single ever since. Back in January, before COVID really became a thing, I was cruising some of my favorite GW porn subreddits and saw a new poster who really impressed me. New-ish account, didn’t seem to be spamming, and of course, she was super hot.

Now, I don’t typically PM gonewild girls, because I’m positive they’re buried with pathetic messages from guys. But for whatever reason, I made an exception and dropped her a line. And I guess she thought I sounded interesting, because she responded.

Turns out, “Sarah” was 18 (she actually just turned 19 the other week) and a high school senior. Obviously, I assumed this was BS, right? But we kept chatting, and no red flags went up. She asked if I wanted to text, and eventually, that turned to FaceTime. And, yep… she was legit. Very pretty girl, too – long dark brown curls, green eyes, amazing curves, very pretty smile. She thought I was pretty handsome, too. (In an abundance of caution, I actually asked to see her ID to confirm she was 18. She showed me.) Read more »

Of Kindness and Kink. Chapter 4: Unchained Beast [handjob] [blowjob] [dirty talk]

I put my boxers and my jeans back on and threw on a plain white t-shirt. Jenny, now free from her restraints, used the restroom while I went downstairs to make us some coffee. The hour was about 8:00 p.m.

As the coffee was brewing, I just kept thinking about what had just happened. I fulfilled my fantasy, recovered my self confidence and had sex with a girl that’s way out of my league, all in just the past hour or so. I was feeling really good about myself.

Then, down came Jenny. She was wearing nothing but her black panties and her pink bra. Her lips were curled into a prankster’s grin, like she knew something embarrassing about me or was thinking up a devious plan to scare me. That or she wanted me to bang her on the counter. She’s in command. She has been in command since I took her blindfold off and she knows it. Even if I tied her back up in the straitjacket, gagged her, blindfolded her and locked her in a soundproof padded room, I’d still be a slave to her will. Read more »

My Best Friend Part 16 (fiction, plot, love, cons, friends)

“Are you ready for this?”

Amanda’s question shook my thinking. I looked at her and Jeanette with a smile, “I guess.”

Jeanette spoke, “I have been looking forward to this for a while now. How about you?”

Amanda nodded her head, “Are you kidding me? I have been so excited about this for the past couple of weeks. I’ve had to resort to use padding in my panties to soak up all my juices so they won’t soak through to my jeans the past couple of days.”

Jeanette laughed, “I know how you feel.” And she opened the door to her sister’s house.
It’s been a couple of months since the last time I’ve been to Jenna’s place. Last time I was here I was being video taped by Jenna and was asked to come back after Amanda had returned from being with her grandmother.

In the past two months or so, I had gone to states and our team won. Jeanette and Amanda’s cheerleading squad had taken 2nd place at the cheerleading finals in their divi- sion and took 10th place overall. Read more »

My Best Friend Part 13 (fiction, plot, love, cons, friends)

“Good going gentleman.”

Coach Bradley went off on his usual tangent.

Fucker woke me up.

“I’m so proud of you guys. Not only did we win our game last night. But we won the wild card tonight.”

The bus woke up and cheered loudly.

“That’s right boys next weekend. We start our week long playoffs to see who is top dog of our beautiful state.”

The bus was even louder with cheering.

“And let’s also give a round to our man, Hank Avaicio, who got a seat to play in the Offense-Defense All-American Bowl in January after tonight’s little performance.”

The bus roared for Hank.

Good for Hank for getting a seat on the Offense-Defense All-American Bowl. Seeing how this is his last year and because of the season we have been having all sorts of recruiters have been interested in Hank and a couple of my other players. Most of them have made their decisions on which school to go to, but Hank on the other hand has been holding off. Read more »

My Best Friend Part 10 (plot, love, cons, friends)

My parents walked into the house exactly six hours after Amanda’s and my little romp in the shower. I’m still sure her nails went a good two inches my back, since then I have periodically excused myself and checked to see if there was any blood on the back of my shirt…still nothing.

My dad was the first to walk into the house with his arms filled with stuff from the store that he likes. “I hope you two are decent.” He brought down the stuff far enough to where he could see past the tower of things to see that Amanda and I were sit- ting on the couch watching TV fully clothed. “Go help our new family member get her stuff out of the truck.” And he disappeared around the corner to the kitchen.

I lightly smacked Amanda on the leg, “Are you ready to meet my cousin?”

She looked at me and I could tell she had mixed emotions on her face, but she was smiling at me trying to hide it all. After a brief moment, she finally nodded. Read more »

My Neighbor [MF]

I was probably around ten when Val moved in next door. She was in her mid-thirties, recently divorced, and looking back with an adult perspective, extremely attractive, but at the time, my ten-year-old self didn’t appropriately appreciate this new neighbor with her blonde, pixie-cut 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 her 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 back yard, which I was not happy about at all. I had gotten the mower out and was just about to get started when I saw Val pop her head over the fence. Read more »