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True Love

(This is my first. Written as part of processing some childhood trauma, emotional neglect, and desire for a nurturing relationship. Feedback welcome).

I slammed the door violently behind me, threw my bag down, and headed for the stairs. How? How could this have happened, after two years? How could — my thoughts were interrupted by Mom, who was using her slightly amused, slightly miffed tone.

“What’s with the attitude, first thing in the door?”

I paused to think. What could I tell her? If I was really being honest with myself, I knew that Sarah and I had broken up because of my own insecurities. We’d been dating since our Senior year of high school. Two full years. I was in love with this girl…she was my reason for getting up in the morning. The feelings in my heart were matched only by the feelings in my body. Our relationship had progressed from simply making out, to letting our hands wander over each other’s bodies. It was just… hot. The anticipation. The feel of her tits separated by a thin piece of fabric. That warm, moist feeling, whenever my hands would rest on her jeans over her pussy. That last was my favorite part. Read more »

[MF] She asked if I could fuck her friend that just got out of a bad relationship [public]

I was friends with this girl and her sister for a long time. We met through a mutual friend. I always had a thing for the sister but it never happened. I did later on hook up with the other but, this story is but that sisters friend.

She called me up one day to shoot the shit and during our chat she mentioned her friend that was feeling crappy from a bad break up. I passed along my sympathies as I know how much that can suck. She told me she thinks she just needs to get fucked to help take her mind off it for a while. We both knew how promiscuous I was so she asked, if her friend says yes, would I be willing. Without having seen this girl I said most likely, yeah.

I am the type of guy that doesn’t think looks are most important. They are on the list, just not at the top. Personality, intelligence, sense of humor, things in common, these all rank a little higher. I am, and have always been, a people pleaser as best as I could. It has gotten me in trouble and hurt but I tend to never learn my lesson haha. So when I heard her friend was a good person and was hurting and needed help, I wanted to help in any way I could. Luckily it was probably in the only, and best way I could. Read more »

Helping Sis Squirt, Part I

My sister Alison and I have always been close. She is a year old than me, and both of us are young adults, out of high school and working, trying to figure out our futures. We both stuck around our home town, and I run into Alison pretty regularly. She’s petite and skinny, pretty enough I guess (although I never really looked at her in a sexual way until just recently), with long dirty blonde hair, twinkling brown eyes, a pert nose, and a friendly smile. One thing I’ve always been aware of is that she has nice big tits for such a girl with a small frame, and she’s never been able to effectively cover up her huge nipple bumps. Over the years, she and I have joked around several times about her nipples pointing out. This is a good example about how close and open and unashamed we were. Once, last year we were watching TV in my appointment, and she looked over and exclaimed “Oh my god, you are getting a boner!” I looked down, and sure enough, my pants were bulging. “Sorry,” I said, and pushed my cock down, readjusting it. Unlike most porn movies, we didn’t start fucking. Instead she giggled, and we just went back to watching TV. Read more »

A Gifted Student (FFM, fiction)

PART 1

Lexi couldn’t pinpoint the exact moment when the dinner’s mood changed from stuffy and familiar to achingly erotic.

It might have been after she rose to the bathroom, the husband brushing his hand against the small of her back. Or, after she had caught a scent of Barbara’s expensive perfume, sandalwood and berries, strategically placed under on the pulse points of her wrists.

Whatever the exact moment, the course of events unfolded, aided by the parade of bottles from the couple’s wine cellar. Now Lexi found herself alone in their hallway bathroom, standing next to a crocheted toilet paper cozy, posing nude in the mirror; her jaw slightly sore, her, legs and thighs sticky, traces of the older man’s cum still dripping from the back of her throat into her belly.

The night had happened so improbably; Lexi and Barbara were barely acquaintances. They had met at the university’s aquatics center, where alumni shared the facilities with student-athletes. Barbara came by for her afternoon swim after Lexi’s team practice. Outgoing and talkative, Barbara usually wore a modest one-piece, which hid her well-maintained figure. For a woman in her 50’s, she was in great shape, with full, buoyant breasts, gracefully curved hips and bottom, and a tight abdomen that could have been cribbed from a medical student’s anatomy text. Read more »

Decorating Love [MF] [rom] [Holidays]

“Perfect! It’s finally perfect,” said a beaming Christopher Krane.

“Are you absolutely sure this time? Because you said that twice before and the sun has set since then,” said Karen with a bemused grin.

“I’m sure this time. I’m completely, totally sure!”

Karen shook her head and rolled her eyes, but couldn’t stop smiling. No matter how many times she saw it, he never failed to amaze her. There were people who just enjoyed the holidays and there were people who went the extra mile. Then, there was her husband, Chris. He was in a class all his own.

Around the same time every year, her high school sweetheart turned transformed into a different person. It started just a few days after Halloween. When most people were still eating candy and planning their Thanksgiving travel plans, Chris was breaking out the Christmas decorations and plotting how to turn their modest suburban house into a holiday haven. Many teased him for putting his decorations up so early. A few, including some of their neighbors, were annoyed by it. Read more »

[FM] Very quick quickie

My last story I talked about the guy from high school that I had recently reconnected with. We’ve been trying to get together to fuck but something always comes up.

I’m a nanny so yesterday morning I was taking the kids to school. He sent me a video of his perfect cock flopping out of his shorts. I told him I couldn’t wait to suck on it. He then replied and told me to come over! I was waiting on my coffee from Starbucks and instantly got wet. I was a little nervous but that always happens before I hook up with someone.

I get to his place and kiss him as soon as his bedroom door closes (I absolutely love kissing and making out. Kiss me and I’m yours). His hands are all over me, running my wet, tight pussy through my leggings and squeezing my ass with his big hands. I bite his lip to turn him on more than he already was and move my hand down to his dick. I can feel how big it is just through his shorts, but I wanted more. I start to pull his pants down and he takes them off. I’m doing what I do best, playing and teasing his cock. He lifts up my sweatshirt and starts sucking on my big tits. Read more »

Once upon a train ride. The further adventures of Frank and Karen [MF] [Oral] [Anal] [BDSM]

Part 2

MORE ADVENTURES OF FRANK AND KAREN

Thanksgiving with my friends was as always a major party.
Friends I haven’t seen in a year came out of hibernation.
The food was laid or should I say heaped upon the sideboard.
Along with a very liberal helping of alcohol made for an evening of drunken merrymaking.

However much fun this evening had been that is not what I wish to tell you about.
What is important to this chronicle is the phone call I received around 10:30 that evening.
It was Karen calling.
“Frank, Hi it’s Karen I hope I’m not calling you to late, am I ?
I just couldn’t take the chance that you might leave tomorrow without me getting a chance to see you again.” She said.
“Karen, I’m going to be in town until Monday afternoon.
Is there any chance you will also be around until then?” I asked.
“Karen I’m glad you called I haven’t been able to think about anything else since last night.
Never have I met anyone as free and exciting. Read more »

The Hairdresser [MF]

I usually get my hair cut by Shelly, a nice older lady who works out of a small shop in town. I’m the kind of guy who doesn’t like to make small talk during a cut, and Shelly understands this perfectly. It feels like a running joke between us. Once a month I arrive, say a quick hello, take my seat, and she does her business quietly. Once I hear “Okay, all done!”, I routinely reply “Looks great, thanks!” Then I pay up front and I’m out the door. Just a simple transaction. But this story isn’t about Shelly. Like I said, nice older lady. Emphasis on older.

A few years ago I was looking especially haggard after I had gone several weeks without a cut. I was looking like Season 1 Jim Halpert when I preferred to look like Season 6 Jim Halpert. I called in to book an appointment, and the lady on the phone told me that Shelly was out of town for a while but had arranged someone to cover her usual clients. Didn’t really matter to me, I wasn’t (and still am not) too picky about my hair. So I booked myself in for an evening with Shelly’s backup. Read more »

[MF] almost lost a childhood friend cause I couldn’t control myself.

Lost a childhood friend because I couldn’t stop myself. (MF)

Little back drop I (m33) was visiting a friend I’ve known since high school a few years back. When he got married they had move to Florida to be close to her family. Well for my28th birthday he payed to fly me out and spend the week catching up an just in general enjoying it.

Well what I didn’t realize was his wife’s 18 yo sister also lived with them through the weekends. Never met her, till Thursday night. Damn Florida has something in the water cause damn. Haha after dinner that night I guess I was too flirty or staring too much because before we crashed he warned me his wife had told him to keep me away from her. I agreed cause it’s my bro an I didn’t think that much of it. But then Friday Saturday and Sunday night right about 12-1 am she would sneak into the den an well as the title says. Read more »