[MF] She asked me if I would fuck her friend and cheer her up.. [public][breakup]

I was friends with these 2 sisters for a while when I was younger. I always wanted to have sex with the younger prettier one but I eventually ended up having a fair amount of sex with the older not as pretty one. They were both super cool and looks honestly don’t mean a lot to me so that was fine. This story is about the older one and a friend of hers that just needed to get fucked.

It was summer time. Before I had ever did anything more than kiss this girl. She had a friend who was recently out of a crappy relationship and just needed a brain break and to feel good and sexy. So naturally she thought of me. She texted me and explained the situation and asked if I would be down with hooking up with her friend. I, of course, said I would love to. Now you may think it’s just because obviously I’m getting to fuck, so yea I’m down, but it genuinely meant more to me that A.) This girl thought of me when her friend said she needed to feel sexy and wanted and B.) I get the opportunity to cheer someone up and make them feel awesome. It was more about making her feel good than me.

Going to the limit with an anal toy 28[M]

I learned early on that I had a thing for anal play when I was young and accidentally slipped a soapy finger up my own ass in the shower. I was shocked that it happened and more shocked that I enjoyed the way it felt. I was even more surprised, years later, at how much I enjoyed it when a friend I’d been experimenting with asked me if he could fuck me. After a disastrous first try, we did it again and I couldn’t believe how much I loved it (no details on that here, as we were in high school–hee hee).

So a few years ago, I decided to indulge my own love of anal penetration privately and set out to buy a butt plug to play with on my own. Admittedly, I got greedy with my first purchase and bought one that was way too big. At it’s base, it was probably six inches wide. The first time I lubed it up and started to slide it inside me, I could tell I’d been overly ambitious.

A country summer, Part 2 (NSFW, golden showers, anal, mf, tg, mm, incest, transgender, gay, MILF, GILF)

That morning Grandma smiled at me a lot more than usual, her eyes sparkling, and after being skittish around her for a bit, her easy-going attitude and body language wore off on me and I began to relax. The incident seemed to have evolved into some kind of private joke/shared experience between us. When I tried to wash dishes after breakfast she even came up beside me and gave me a sideways hug, then bumped me firmly aside with her generous hip and took over.

Grandpa stayed home that day so I was able to borrow the truck and wander around the valley, revisiting my childhood haunts and reminiscing. I wandered over to the next town, even smaller that Union, which had a pool built over a hot spring. Then back to Union to spend an hour in the tiny but awesome museum. Before heading home I walked across the street to the post office to pick up the mail for Grandma, there were no mail boxes in Union, and everyone came to town to pick it up.

While I was waiting for the clerk to bring the mail up front, a best friend of my dad’s from high school, Ronald, recognized me and invited me over to dinner at his place.

A country summer, Part 1 (NSFW, golden showers, anal, mf, tg, mm, incest, transgender, gay, MILF, GILF)

Dear reader, the following story is a work of fiction based loosely on a true life events, so there’s a nugget of truth in everything I wrote. In the end, it’s an amalgamation of memory and fantasy. I hope you enjoy! ^_^

I’m 18 years old and had just graduated high school in southern California. I was an inch under six foot tall, about 175 pounds, short reddish-brown hair bleached by the sun, bright blue eyes and well-tanned from living at the beach and pool. I had spent the last 8 years on city and school swim teams and took up surfing when my family moved to Cali eight years before. I worked part-time since I was 14 as a lifeguard and swimming instructor at the same pool my team trained in. Needless to say, I spent a lot of time wearing a speedo and was very comfortable in my skin.

An unexpected layover in Dallas [MF]

I’ve seen a few posts on the sub recently questioning how every guy poster bangs some incredible smokeshow girl, how every girl poster finds a dick that’s always the most enormous 27 inch dong they’ve ever seen, and how all posters manage to junk-jackhammer for 2.5 hours straight with seemingly infinite stamina. People come here to share their most incredible and noteworthy experiences, so I don’t see the problem personally. Nevertheless, here’s an event from a couple years back that’s a bit different from most things I’ve read here and should satisfy the sceptics.

A couple hours back, I had found her gonewild post. It was a typical “do u like what u see??” image from a new account – a badly taken close-up of her huge tits squished together, kind of like [this random picture I found on gonewild](https://i.redd.it/u93zwdzrgiuz.jpg). Grainy, bad lighting, unflattering angle, and missing a tag. The girl next door with her flip-phone quality camera generally has no chance on that sub, but that doesn’t mean the photo and girl weren’t both hot. They were. And that made her a good candidate for some fun.

Late Shift (FF, Futanari on Female)

She hadn’t been on the floor for an hour before the talk started.

Every nurse found a reason to *swing by* her room, you know, peek for themselves and see what all the fuss was about.

“Did you see her?” Rhonda sat behind the main desk, glasses perched on the end of her nose, so happy to be the one to tell me about the latest *strange* case. It was Rhonda’s thing, she loved the strange, the odd patients. She liked to keep a list that she would read off at the Christmas party every year.

Rhonda’s Favorites never failed to fill the room with laughter.

We usually got one every week or so, a patient that had done something strange or had something strange done to them or had been bitten by something strange. The hospital just happened to be in a pretty big city, which means a lot of people. And a lot of people, means a lot of possibility.

I had already been on shift for six hours and had heard no less than ten nurses, 3 nurse practitioners, and three doctors, talk about the woman in 305C. Everyone had something to say about her and *it.*

[FM] fucked my coworker’s fiancé [cheating]

so i have never written any of my sexual experiences like this.. i have posted this before but i deleted 8 or 9 of my posts by accident.

i have stories that go back for a few years but this one just happened a few months ago & it’s killing me i cant really talk about it, so posting it here helps, almost like venting. If you don’t like cheating… this post isn’t for you, go elsewhere. also this is the first story i’ve written out like this, definitely not a pro.

i just turned 23 a month or so ago. I am pretty young but have had a VERY high sex drive (for a girl) since i was 15. i cum at least once a day, twice normally. Instead of talking about my fun younger experiences (high school and college), i want to confess this crazy event that happened a few months ago. I think it’s a hot story but like i said, this is nice to get off my chest.

Relishing an honor student [MF]

She soared above the crowd, aloof and superior, being both an honor student and popular. She maintained her position by needing nothing from anyone. Blonde, slender, with well-defined muscles and compact handfuls of breast, she glided through the misery of high school like it would never touch her. Now in her senior year, being eighteen and free, she was at the height of her powers. As her college coach, I should’ve known better, but I got flirty over an afternoon of planning her essays.

I’m just past age twenty at the time, floating between going to college and finding a cabin in the woods, with a fetish for breeding. In fact, seeding top-quality women was my only turn on. Everything else left me as limp as a garden hose in the sun, although because of my dirty blonde hair, semi-muscular physique, average but thick penis, and easy-going air, I had no shortage of offers if I was willing to put in the effort to get them (spoiler: I wasn’t). I didn’t mean to turn her, but I told her how much of a joy it was to coach someone so quick-witted, and complimented her on her hair and dress a few times. So sue me, I’m male and proud.

My Demon Lover [MF] [fantasy] [occult]

The most revealing truths were often hidden blow foundations of lore and lies. That was an old saying from the world of demons, witches, and dark magic. From curious dabblers to full-fledged masters, the greatest truths about the dark forces that permeated every shadow came only to those willing to dig deep.

Victoria “Violet” Goodchild embodied that will better than most. For every hundred people who dared to explore the mystic arts, only could hope to uncover that such forces weren’t just real. They could be channeled, summoned, and experienced in a very direct way.

“By the dust of Tartarus…the mists of Elysium…the shadows of Sheol…I summon from the realm of Eurynomos the name that frail maidens dare not speak.”

Those desperate words, echoing with a lust and desire few embraced, echoed throughout the dank basement of Violet’s unassuming home. She’d turned off all the lights. She’d locked the front, back, and emergency door from the inside. Anyone looking from the outside would’ve suspected that she just wasn’t home. For someone like her, a troubled young woman who’d run away from home, it was to be expected.

Anyone want to finish a sister cuckold story? Prompt

(I wrote this this morning, but got a little bored, because I knew where I was going to take it. Thats my problem with writing erotica, I can’t really surprise myself. So, if you’re wanting to write a cuckoldish story, but don’t know where to start, here you go. My only request is that you send me what you wrote once you’re done. Even if you don’t finish it send it my way, and maybe I’ll carry on from there)

Mark sat in bed, awaiting the annoying sound of his alarm clock. He always woke up before it, and liked to spend that time laying in bed thinking, but today he was just anxious. This particular morning he was thinking about rent. Mark didn’t know how he was going to pay it. He’d had some car troubles earlier that month that required a lot money. And seeing as his car was his living, it was unavoidable.

Mark heard a door close and footsteps across the living room to the kitchen.

A twinge of guilt ran through him as he heard those footsteps that were no doubt headed towards the coffee maker.