Reconnecting with a friend’s sister [MF]

Growing up I had a few really good friends that lived in my subdivision. We all went to elementary school up through high school together. As things go, we mostly all grew apart into college and adulthood. Specifically, my best friend in the group was Nate. He lived a few houses down from me and had a sister that was 2 years younger than us. Obviously as we got older, I began to pay more attention to her and her to me.

Andie was always a cute girl. She was a little on the chubby side with great tits and a cute face. I always thought she was cute and would have loved to get with her. But, I never did because of my friendship with Nate.

I [M] fucked my best [F]riend’s 18 yr old sister

Quick disclaimer: I have depression and this took place when I was going through a pretty dark time. Everything is filtered through the lens of what was a pretty crushing breakup for me and I’ve tried to convey that. Any disappointment with, or judgment of, the girl in this story is only a reflection of how I was perceiving her at the time in comparison to my only previous partner, with whom I was still very much in love.

This got pretty out of control length-wise so I’ve added the little *sex starts here* line people seem to love so much. Scroll down to there if you don’t want the backstory.

I was around 23 when this happened.

I’d recently broken up with my girlfriend of five years and was spending a lot of time over at my best friend Luke’s house. It was late summer and we were both home from college so a few of us would hang out most nights drinking beers, shooting pool in his parents’ basement.

[F]ucking [M]y high school crush at our reunion

If you don’t care for back story, skip to the asterisk for the sex, and feel free to ask me any questions, I’m so happy this happened :)

So this just happened two days ago and I’m still sort of high on the experience of it all. I’m just really pumped about it and wanted to brag to as many people as I could because I’ve wanted this for a while.

In over my head: unexpected bondage [MF]

Let me start by saying that this series of unusual events still pops in my head randomly to this day. I haven’t been with another girl since.

This story is very long and detailed. It was a way of venting my feelings since it’s been about 8 months and I couldn’t really describe it to anyone I know personally in fear of feeling weird or being judged. Please grab a snack of coffee and enjoy y detailed story.

It was my senior year of high school. I started talking to a girl in one of my new classes at the start of second semester (18 years old). I kind of knew of her from a mutual friend. We would talk sometimes during class and eventually exchanged numbers to help each other out with assignments and such. We started talking and eventually she said we should hang out.

The first time we hung out, I picked her up at her house and we went to a coffee shop near by. We kind of just talked about our families and school life.

Quite the Trip

*Heads up, its a long story. First submit to here so hope this suits*

“I want you to return to me a soaking wet, begging needy whore.”

OK! not the response I expected from “Would you like me to bring you anything from my folks?” but my thighs went loose and my pussy was instantly wet.

“I’m going to a family dinner!” I exclaimed.

You are standing in our bedroom doorway, grinning wickedly at me. I start pulling our my outfit, basic church going clothes. A well fitted blouse and skirt, cute matching bra and panties and fiannly garter and hose just to please you.

I let the satiny nightgown slip to the floor as you start laying out your expectations“One edge there and one on the way back. Its a two hour drive, you have plenty of time. Be somewhere that people can see you when they drive by.”

You pull the bra and panties out of my hands as I stare incredulously“You expect me to go to my Grandmothers with a skirt and no panties?”

My cousin molded me into a habitual D/L NSA gay cock sucker [MM]

I have a pretty giant secret, it’s a huge part of my identity, and I’ve never actually had a real conversation about it in my life. So, even though this may be long, I’m going to tell the whole thing.

First things first, I think of myself as an expert at what I do. Maybe that’s fucked up, I don’t know.. But, I have a set of ground rules for safety that drastically reduces any risk, so I don’t want to hear about it. I know what I’m doing. I know the risks involved. I’m on prep, a drug that reduces the possibility of hiv transmission by 99%. I have had the hpv vaccination. I get tested regularly. I have a concealed carry permit, and carry a ruger lcr (a small and easily concealed gun) that I’ve never had to use (even if I’ve been in my share of weird and uncomfortable situations). Amongst other things.

I’ve been sucking cock on the down low pretty much my whole life, and my cousin made me this way.

Watching & Hearing My College Crush Claimed By Her Black Fuck Buddy [MF][Cuckold]

A lot of people wonder how the whole cuckold fetish starts for men and for me it probably all started at the end of high school/early college when I lost one of my first crushes/loves to a black lover. I adored Sarah so much and we were amazing friends and unfortunately I always wanted more but was deep in friendzone with her. We hung out all the time, chatted online/text and we had a flirty tension with each other. She wasn’t a 10 hot, but she was your typical cute suburban white girl with nice tits, skinny body and GAP fashion sense.

Hypnotizing Hanna [MF] [MC]

Disclaimer: I don’t normally do this so this account was created for this purpose. This is the beginning of a story that I wrote in response to a prompt on DPP. The prompt was a red haired busty “bitch” classmate and hypnotism turning her into a slave. All characters are understood to be 18 or older. I sent some of it but I never heard back from the person so, I thought rather than just delete it, I would put it here. Hope you like it. Here goes.

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Hello, My name is Jackson. I’m 6’4″ and muscular. I have dark brown hair and blue eyes. I wear jeans and boots most of the time. I’m 18 and about to graduate. I moved to town at the beginning of high school from Texas. I drive a truck and play guitar.  I played traditional sports like baseball and football but I’m really good at rodeo. I can ride and rope with the best of them. I have a secret that helps me when training horses. I’m kind of a horse whisperer so-to-speak but it’s more than that. We’ll talk about my “gift” later. I work at a horse training facility outside of town while I go to school. I’ve had a few girls throughout high school but none compare to Hanna. Hanna and I are in a lot of the same classes. She’s my age. Hanna reminds me of a beautiful mare in a wild herd, incredibly well built but mean as a snake. Now, I’m content to let wild horses run wild, but sometimes you have to break and ride one and Hanna left me no choice.

Back to Daddy John and Sarah.

I told you earlier that two things have become evident; Sarah is a nymphomaniac and Sarah was instrumental in getting her mother out of the house. On Sarah’s being a nymphomaniac I will tell you now. Sarah’s mother incidentally suffered from nymphomania, I don’t know if you could say that Rose actually suffered from it but her husband John sure did.

John is like a large Diesel engine and like all things that have a lot of mass and are governed by Newtonian physics he is slow and lumbering and doesn’t change speed or direction readily or at all without the application of great force or forces. Sarah is as nimble and responsive as a gas chainsaw. She has gotten herself on birth control without her stepfathers knowledge and has quite a following of boys at school.

Those in call themselves members of Club Sarah and give each other obligatory fist bumps, those that wish to be in call Sarah a whore and the male teachers don’t dare say a word they just salivate at the sight of her nipples poking through her way too small and tight shirts. The girls are envious of Sarah’s new found popularity and all of the attention she is getting in the halls and the back of classrooms and the rear most seats of the buses of Lapeer High School.

Lights, Camera [MF] [Laboratory]

When I replied to the ad on the college website, they were so nice to me, and they made it seem like everything was going to be okay. My name wouldn’t appear anywhere, and my face wouldn’t be seen. I told them all I was worried about was I didn’t want my family or friends to find out.

Secretly, it was exciting in a perverted way. I was going to let them film me having an orgasm for a documentary on human sexuality. They were going to put a camera inside me to record my muscles contracting when I came. The thought of strangers seeing the inside of my pussy made me so hot. Maybe some of my friends in the nursing program would see the film in one of their classes, or maybe it would be shown on public television and they would see it – and they wouldn’t know it was me! Of course, I would never tell them. It was going to be my dirty little secret.

That was then.

This is now.