[FM] [FM] Running group sex triangle

Description of me: I’m 27 years old with brown hair and green eyes. I’m 5’5” about 115 pounds. I have a nice butt (look at my post history for pics of it) and B cup boobs. I’ve always been told I’m “very cute.” I’ve gotten “sexy” and “pretty” more in the last couple of years it seems like.

It has been a long time since I posted and a lot has happened since. My bf, Kevin, and I broke up a couple/few months ago, which is the biggest thing. He got a job offer out of state and wanted me to move with him. I thought about it, but it would have required me to leave my job, family, friends, etc. and move to a place that isn’t appealing to me. We had our issues outside of those factors, so we decided to just go our separate ways. I went through some post-breakup blues where I wasn’t interested in guys or anything really. That lasted a couple weeks and I’ve slowly begun to be social again.

A night with my best friend’s sister [mf]

My best friend John and I grew up together. We were best friends since about the age of three or four. Our dad’s are best friends, our families went on vacation together often. If our parents went out of town my sister and I would stay with his family and he and his sisters with us if his parents travelled.

John had two older sisters, Beth that is six years older than me and Christine who is five years older than me. Both girls are pretty, and smart and kind but Christine was a goddess. She was one of the most popular girls in school and was a cheerleader, and played volleyball and ran track all through junior high and high school.

The girls used to babysit for us if our parents went out. I always preferred Christine to Beth. There was something special about her. As I got older and into girls, I figured out what it was. She basically became my favorite masturbation fantasy. Christine is about six inches shorter than me, I’m six feet tall, has dirty blonde/light brown hair, big brown eyes, full pouty lips, perfect little breasts, and a beautiful full round firm ass.

[MF] THAT LILBURN COUGAR…

My dick was as hard as my high school Physics class the moment I entered your abode. I couldn’t resist the urge to shove my tongue down your throat the instant our eyes met. I reached behind you and took hold of your panties and thick rump. I slid my entire right hand into your undies, and your entire nether region was soaked. We continued to swap saliva as we hurried to your bedroom. I pulled at your undergarment until you were as naked as you were at birth. I pushed you onto your bed and had at you. I lapped up the condensation that I had just previously felt on, and I made a mess of your ass with my tongue. You were a screaming nutcase, and remained in that moment each time my mouth dispatched its arsenal against your genitalia. I manipulated the surface of your clit, too; it was a fat piece of pussy cleavage that I swore I’d please. So, I pulled and tasted at the sensual pleasure harkening to your insane requests. I couldn’t take the torture much longer, though. My rock hard nature spit forth tons of its transparency oil. I mounted you suddenly and out of nowhere in the missionary position. Every thrash and bombardment of my sexual exhibition caused your body to emit pelvic juices of epic proportions. I beat at your pussy like a crazy madman, and your tightness cured my insanity. Before long, your cougar pussy was squirting on my erect black cock. But, your pink, white snatch via your sweet little lips longed to keep at the pumping and thrusting. You licked at my nipples and held on to my hips and ass tightly through the vaginal-fucking expedition. I tried to keep my dick in its lane, but your gripping pussy pulled me from the steering wheel; I lost complete control of myself; I nutted in your throbbing enclosure. It’s not over with yet, though…

[MF] Genetically Blessed Couple Chapter 1 [Long]

I am the female half of what has been described as a “genetically blessed” couple.  Although my husband and I used to post photos/ads when swinging and before kids, but we had an issue with stalkers so we stopped.  Having said that, we no longer share photos with anyone – so please do not ask!  To provide context to our genetic blessings:  I am a Southern GA girl and hubs is from TN.  We both met after college at a club in Atlanta.  We are both in our early 50s.  Although I am white, I have more latin qualities.  Unlike those in my family, I have very dark skin and jet black hair.  I am about 5’2” and weigh around 130lbs.  I have an extremely small waist with a HUGE booty.  To top that off, I have quite possibly the largest breasts around.  

[Long] [Buildup] “Night In” – My first completed story that I thought you all might enjoy.

Hey, kids, we left you a couple hundred bucks in the den for you to eat this week. Try not to burn the house down while we’re gone. Remember to call your grandma on her birthday on Wednesday. We’ll see you in a week! Love you!
Mom and Dad

I grabbed a Gatorade from the fridge as I looked over the note scribbled in my mom’s neat handwriting. A whole week with the house to myself. Well, almost to myself. I had to share it with my sister, but we generally stayed out of each other’s way.

I was just staying at home for the summer after finishing up my junior year of college, and Delaney had just graduated high school a few weeks ago, so mom and dad really didn’t have a problem letting us have the house to ourselves while they were on their trip to Europe.

My plan was simple: drink and play video games. I didn’t really have a lot of things I was doing this early in the summer, and it was time for me to relax and enjoy the finer things in life. Delaney, on the other hand, seemed to be planning something.

Lab Partners Part 6 (teen, dark, public)

(Its a long one, but I hope you like it! I love feedback!)

Mandy smiles as she watches the taillights of Clyde’s car fade into the night. She slides down into her own car, a bit slower and more careful than normal. The sensation had returned between her legs and her once tight virgin flower was now a swollen puffy slit. She wiggles in the driver seat as she feels a slow trickle of blood, the result of the rough activities of the evening. She looks at her phone before she puts her car in drive. A text from Jamie glows on her iPhone, lighting up the dark interior of her faded blue dodge neon.

“You took tonight like a champ! Thank you for not making a big deal out of the Ranger. You helped save our asses! Sleep tight slut (: ”

Mandy laughed as she sends a smart ass emoji back to her crude friend, knowing how much trouble she would have been in at home for being caught with a boy. Fully apperciating the irony of how she had to be fucked by a grown man, to hide the fact she was playing around with a boy her own age.

The New World: Genesis

It was a normal day at high school. I was a normal senior girl, walking through normal halls, on my way to a normal bathroom.

When i opened to door, there at the far end of the room staring at herself in the mirror was something abnormal; a girl like me for sure, but something was wrong.

Her breathing got more rapid.

“H-hi..” she said, struggling to speak.

“Are you okay?” I asked, pausing before entering a stall.

“I’m doing fine.” She said. From her mouth, for some reason, a plentiful amount of saliva was leaking. Completely weirded out at this point, i entered the stall and locked it carefully. I decided i would wait the girl out.

Some time later, a group of guys could be heard passing outside. Thats when the strange girl walked slowly out of the bathroom. I quickly washed up, and headed back to class. Today was a different day for the school, not many people were here, all at fieldtrips and other events.

I’m a model, stripper and escort. Here is my story. [AMA]

Hi there. I originally posted this under r/sluttyconfessions, but this might be applicable to this community as well.

Background:
I’m 28 years old, living in Los Angeles. I have a MBA degree, emotionally stable and down to earth. I’m single as I’m super busy running around. I’m white 5’9″, blonde hair, blue eyes. 32D, 23, 34.

I grew up in the Midwest, went to college in CA, and settled in LA to persue a modeling career.

– I use my Instagram as my portfolio. I have over a million followers and basically use this as my advertising. I model some swim, lingerie and fashion stuff, and that all goes up on IG. Random people will PM me, to book me for a modeling shoot, or book me for a long weekend. The agency may book me for some shoots, or I’ll sync up with a photographer on one of their projects.

– I also strip in Las Vegas. Whenever I have a weekend free, or just bored, I just text the manager, and he’ll put me on the schedule. Being a stripper is fun and erotic. It’s good money (cash) and gives me another platform to book dates.

Tall Dark and Dangerous Part 2 [force,dark]

Chapter 1- I don’t have a problem, they have a problem…

The tall man in the slick suit looks down at his watch after he takes his seat amongst the deviants. He can’t believe he has a fucking year of this shit to sit through. He wants to tear into the fucking 300lb neck beard who got busted spying on high school girls trying on clothes at American Eagle. Fucking pervert had a problem. Me though? I did not have a problem. He thinks to himself “my bitch of an ex had a problem.” She reported that he “assualted” her last new years eve. They had done everything under the sun in bed, she even went ass to mouth a few times when drunk. She was filthy. It all went to shit one night when he was drunk and accidently said her sister’s name when he was balls deep in her. She kicked him out and she had officers at his office the day to book me for sexual assault. He had taken a similar deal that the Gen did and just got on with things as soon as possible. Having to clearly state that he was guilty of sexual assult did something to him though, it planted a seed in a very dark corner of his brain that lucky had not gotten the light needed to grow.

Kappa Theta Tau (Episode One) [FF][Mast][Dressup][First Person][Longform]

**Episode One**

The wooden dresser lets out a groan as I place my box of clothes on top. My breathing is slightly labored from carrying the box up the stairs, and I brush a drop of sweat from my hairline with the sleeve of my shirt. With a sigh, my eyes fall back onto the girl in the mirror. A new college freshman with a sad and worn expression. The dollar store makeup I’d gotten didn’t do much to accent my deep caramel skin, but it’s all I could afford. My straight black hair flows naturally down over my shoulders, ending halfway down my shoulder blade. The eyeliner does contrast my deep green eyes though, which are rare for Latino girls. My eyebrows are thick, but I keep them trimmed short so that they accent my eyes well. A subtle purple lip balm gives my plump lips a slight shine, but not making them stand out too much on my thin face. I’d always liked the shape of my face. Round with high cheeks, but my slightly thick nose and wide mouth fit it well. Thankfully, my skin has always been great and it is still smooth. My petite frame curved nicely where it needed to, thanks to my mom’s genetics. Not that you could tell it from my clothes, looking more like something for a boy than a girl. The over-sized long-sleeved shirt over my baggy jeans made me look like a boy in his father’s clothes. Unfortunately, it’s all my parents would buy for me. It didn’t help that I never grew higher than 5’ 5”. Thanks for that Dad.