You [M] Know I [F] Always Deliver The Good Stuff

It’s been a long day, and I’m tired as heck. It’s been 10 hours since I’ve last heard from him, and a week that I’ve not seen him, and I’m horny as heck. Difference in work schedules and everything in between didn’t help, either. They say that for anything to work, there has to be some give and take. For me, as much as it makes me feel thrilled and grateful to receive, I love to give, and then some. I love to please.

In instances like this, we make do with some sexy flirting over messages, which build up into lines of filthy sexting, and, if circumstances are in our favour, lead to a 90% success rate of meeting up for a session of blowjobs and some dirty fun sex.

“What’s on offer?”

“You know I always deliver the good stuff x”

“Such as …. ?”

A very submissive greeting, first. On my knees, hands behind my back, only looking up when you tell me to look up. You place your palm on my cheek, cupping it, waiting to see if I would look up. I am still not looking up until you say so.

Natural Beauty (mf+, teens, cons, gay, school) [Part 1/3]

*The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy, not real life. Please treat it as such.*

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The idea of “natural beauty” day was to let all the kids at Jefferson Washington High School know that everyone was beautiful no matter how they looked. Tom stepped off the bus in his normal jeans and t-shirt, his blue backpack slung over one shoulder. He was normal height for a Sophomore and had shaggy black hair that he let hang down to his collar. He still had a bit of baby fat on his face and the girls all thought it was cute, yet he had only had two girlfriends last year and now both of them were with other guys.

It was quiet outside today, normally the yard was full of people walking around and talking but today the administration had asked that all students come immediately inside and go to their homerooms upon arrival. A few Juniors that weren’t old enough to drive and still rode his bus pushed past him and quickly made their way up the steps and Tom followed behind them. He was excited about “natural beauty” day, not knowing what to expect, and felt butterflies in his stomach from being anxious.

Hooking up with a longtime friend! [MF]

This is my first story so tell me what ya think!!!

I think everyone has friends when they are younger that you always have enough sexual tension with that you know one day you’ll hook up. I had a friend in high school who I always flirted with. She was great to talk to and we hung out every now and then, but we ran in different circles so it was mainly just texting and joking around from time to time.

She was a taller girl about 5’9 with large tits that depended on if she was working out or getting thicker. As we approached the end of high school she was curvy, but in all the right ways. Thick thighs and tight jeans, and her tits were amazing. I wish I still had the pictures, but she took a topless selfie photo shoot for me for my 18th birthday. Years passed and pictures and sexy texts were traded. We went to different schools and had been in relationships. Opportunities presented themselves but never worked out so I always wondered if it would ever happen.

[M] 38 – My own sexual Pavlov’s Dog situation.

My high school girlfriend used to jack me off in her room regularly, any time we had a chance. It was our first sexual experience and it was really hot. The weird part is that she used cucumber melon lotion from bath and body works for lube, and 20 years later I have to really hold back getting hard when it I happen to get a whiff of that scent. I am almost afraid to go in that store there with my wife when we are at the mall.

[M]y First Time – Hot Tub With Allie [F]

The summer after my freshman year of college was a formative year in my life.

In high school I played baseball, did pretty well in class, and was half-way decent looking. I was a big guy, a little over 6’ tall and about 175 pounds, and kind of looked “country strong”. I had a lot of friends, but since I grew up in a house full of brothers, I was always a bit shy around girls. So, I made it through high school without so much as a French kiss from a girl.

I went away for college my first year, and since my work-study job was working at the gym, I spent a lot of time lifting weights, rowing on the ergometer, riding the stationary bike, etc., so when I finished my freshman year I had pretty much transformed my body. However, while I had gathered a few coed admirers, and dated a few girls, by the end of my freshman year I was still a virgin.

To Dominate a Secretary [m/f, mdom, bondage, anal, oral, spanking, humiliation, long]

Bella shifted nervously in the back of the elevator as it climbed ever higher, stopping every few floors to let well-dressed businesspeople off. She checked her reflection in the paneled mirrors, adjusting the hem of her pencil skirt, smoothing back her long blonde ponytail, checking her makeup, and generally worrying about her appearance. She needed this job. The interview had to go perfectly. She couldn’t afford another failure.

Though she was only in her second year of college, she had switched her major a half a dozen times. Nursing was too gross, pre-veterinary classes were too hard, English was too much work, and she had tried education only to learn she couldn’t stand children in large groups. On top of that, she had never been very good at school. She had begun to form a sneaking suspicion that her high school teachers had let her sneak by with B’s and C’s only because she was sweet and pretty. She had been put on academic probation, and her parents refused to pay for another semester until she figured out what she wanted to do. She had moved out of the dorms into a house with five other girls, and desperately searched for something to pay her share of the rent that she could apply for with her meager qualifications. She filled out nearly fifty applications, only hearing back from five, all of them turning her down. It was with fading hope and a drained bank account that she clicked submit on the application for a personal secretary at the BlueStar marketing firm, accepted the call for an interview with a wavering voice, and now rode the elevator to the sixty eighth floor of the downtown skyscraper in her best interview clothes.

ABIGAIL THE PISS ADDICT [f] [self piss] [piss drinking] [masturbation] [squirt]

She couldn’t get enough of her own piss. In middle school, she remembered walking home from school when the urge struck. She ran home and then had to tiptoe home, practically squeezing her legs together in agony. When she collapsed onto the toilet, the sensation of emptying her bladder felt so good, she decided to masturbate right there on the toilet.

A few years later, in high school, while walking home, the urge struck again. But this time, it had been pouring rain and she’d left her umbrella at home, and so … she was already soaked.

“Nobody would know if I pissed my pants right here. Right now,” she thought.

And so that’s just what she did. She pissed her already rain soaked pants.

By college, she declared that she was a full fledged piss fanatic. Everything involving pee turned her on. Holding her bladder until she was about to burst? Turn on. Pissing her pants? Turn on. Watching her girlfriends piss was an especially big turn on, because they didn’t view it as a sexual thing. They just went to the bathroom together.

But she would watch, nibbling on her bottom lip.

A feeder is born

[Please note that this story is about a recovering bulimic. It is not meant to make light of bulimia, nor to suggest that the remedy discussed here is necessarily the right one. (I am no expert in this area). The message is to just enjoy your body the way you were made and not suffer to be someone you are not.]

Phil was having a horrible day. He had just broken up with his girlfriend and got passed up for a promotion at work. He like a lot of 20 somethings was wondering when he would actually get his act together, except he was almost 30, he couldn’t seem to keep a relationship for more than 6 months, and now things seemed stuck at work.

He decided to stop by his local coffee shop and grab a latte on his way back home. Suddenly, he felt his luck his changed when an amazingly hot gal started looking at him. She looked to be about 22, and had an amazing figure. Ample tits and ass, and just a little sexy belly.

“Phil, is that you?”

Phil responded “Yes it’s me, but I have to say I am sorry to not remember you”

A Night With the Roommate’s Dog [F] [Masturbation] [Oral] [Beast] [Knotting] [Creampie]

Shana stumbled back into her dorm, a little too drunk and a little too mad. She had fumbled with the keycard for a good ten minutes before someone had to help her with it. Fucking things only worked half the time. What was she paying tuition for? Bunch of bullshit is what it was.

The door locked behind her, a safety feature implemented after some attempted assaults last year and one homeless guy just walking in. Shana fumbled for the light switch, absently slapping the wall and cursing the whole time. She finally found it and slapped the lights on. Shana was alone in her dorm. The two roommates she shared the building with were gone for winter break, leaving yesterday when it started. She had stayed behind a bit longer.

Like an *idiot*.

She threw her purse onto the communal couch before leaning on the kitchen counter. Shana tried – and failed – to blink away the spins. Not much help it was. She staggered over to the fridge, knowing there was a water filter in there. Her heels clacked against the tile floor and the noise hurt her ears.