Picante – [mmf][gangbang]

Ada stared at the scruffy hipster sitting next to her at the bar. She had been thinking for a few second and then raised her hand. “Okay, 20.”

“20?”

“Yeah, are you deaf? You get 20 guys here to fuck me and then you can join in.”

“So, then 19 plus me or a total of 21?”

“Jesus. 21, including you. I have three holes, we need to keep things occupied at all times. It needs to be a multiple of 3. No nasty guys, so if you bring some hobos I’m out.”

“Okay, so let’s say I find these 20 non-nasty guys. What then?”

“Well, genius, you rent a big hotel room and then you tell me where to meet you. We can’t exactly do this kind of shit in someone’s house or outside behind the bar. Here, give me your phone.”

She took his phone and typed in her burner number. She named the contact Picante and tossed it back to him.

“What a weird name.”

“I’m not giving you my real name, dipshit. This is a one-time situation. Remember, you’ve got 2 hours. Then the offer is void.”

Neighbor, Sir [MF] (fsub) [D/s]

She went to the door, slightly annoyed because she was just getting into the groove of cleaning the house. The kitchen floor was drying, and she was just getting the first load of laundry sorted to put in the washer. Her husband had been home with the flu Wednesday through Friday of last week, and with the taking care of him and the kids, the house went to hell. Plus, there was that late-night neighborhood bonfire Saturday night. Jeesh! It was really fun, but she wasn’t a young kid anymore. She needed most of Sunday to recover from the drinks and the staying up way too late. When her husband left this morning, she got the kids off to school and got right to work on the house. Now, the fucking doorbell interrupted her flow.

When she opened the door, she caught her breath. There at her door was her neighbor, which wouldn’t normally be anything out of the ordinary. He and his wife were over at the house at least three times a week. Their kids were friends, and between sports carpools, driving to the mall and arcades, and hanging out, they have become pretty friendly over the past three years; however, on this particular Monday morning, the events of Saturday night began to come back.

Celebrating my best friends wedding with the father of the bride. [MF]

Mary and I have been friends since kindergarten. And this past weekend she got married and I was her maid of honor. Of course, if she knew what I had been doing she might have gotten upset.

So Mary and I met in kindergarten. And I met her dad that spring when I first slept over at her house. He was a nice guy, and just a typical dad. She and I are only children, so we have always been as close as sisters. In seventh grade, though, her mom left her dad. It was hard on him, but he bounced back after a couple years.

In high school, Mary told me that she occasionally heard him having sex with women he would be dating. It was then that I started looking at him differently. He was mid 40’s then. A little gray in the temples, but good looking. He obviously took care of himself.

I didn’t mean for it to happen, but he actually began to creep into my fantasies. I would masturbate at night, and I began to imagine him taking me and doing all sorts of things to me. And he eventually became my go to fantasy.

The Boy, The Girl, and the Vampire [voy][Ff] Happy Halloween!

Brittany left willingly from the bar where I met her as all the girls do. At twenty three years old, I’ve got those bad boy good looks in black jeans, t-shirt and leather jacket. The ladies like my strong shouldered rangy body and what they’ve described as ‘soulful brown eyes’. An easy smile in my scruffy face with a height of six foot, my genuine love of women, charm and the money I splash out makes me oh so attractive. So she came with me. Willingly. Brittany is a cute little thing; a former gymnast who grew too tall with tits and slate green eyes. She was now trying to make it as a model here in Manhattan. Blonde with the face of a spoiled pixie, she did turn heads as we walked the dark streets back to my place. She may’ve really had a chance of being a top model.

We walked a short distance down the busy streets back to the brownstone on a dark side street. Under the weak glow of a street lamp, we walked up the steps to the door which I unlocked, and we entered the quiet foyer. I turned on the light to reveal the dove grey walls and white and black checkered floor. It was neat and clean with fresh flowers in a vase on a side table.

My Halloween Experience

Tonight is Halloween, a special night. Of course all of us have heard scary stories, things to frighten us for the thrill of it. Some scary stories shouldn’t be shared. There are things out there, you just don’t fuck with. This is one of those things.

Halloween of 2016 I was stuck at my grandmas, parents out of town and didn’t want me getting into trouble. So I decided to go to sleep, mostly in protest of my parents, instead of passing out candy. My uncle called the house and grandma came to tell me she was heading to his place, to help out my uncles mother in law. She put out a bucket of candy, with a sign of take one.

Of course I couldn’t sleep, it was only 7 pm. She had gone so I decided to just kinda hang out. My grandmas basement is set up as a mini gym (by that I mean a treadmill) and a storage room. So I decided to just work out (I played soccer in high school, it wasn’t unusual)

Beauty and the Cougar, pt. 1 [FF]

It’s a story as old as time, or at least as old as sex: powerful corporate executive uses status to have sex with impressionable young girls. Yup, I do that. I’ve done that too many times to count, in fact. Thankfully, however, there are a few things that set me apart from the Weinsteins, the Aileses and the Cosbys of this world.

First of all, I never use coercion to get those young, sweet, impressionable girls to sleep with me. When I seduce them, I make it clear that I am interested in fucking them, but I generally go to the point of killing the mood in asking for clear consent. This is partially to do with the horrible, perverse things I want to do to these girls, but I’ll get back to that later…

Second, if the girl is working at or for my company, I make it very clear that sleeping with me, or refusing to do so, will not affect their position in the company in any way. She gets no favours if she does it, and there are no hard feelings and no repercussions if she doesn’t.

And third, I am a woman.

[group] A fun weekend trip turns nude- Part 1

We were a group of long time high school friends now in our early 20’s, who had been away from each other for college reasons. Our group of five consisted of: Me, a 180 lb, 6′ tall, fit, male with short brown hair and blue eyes. My GF, who I’ll refer to as “M”, was 5’4″ and weighed 115 lbs, tan skin, with long brown hair, and green eyes. My best (male) friend “C”, was tall at 6’2″, 160 lbs, short brown hair with green eyes and his GF “K”, who like M was 5’4″ but slightly more curvy at 140 lbs, tan, long blonde hair, and blue eyes. Additionally we had a third female friend tag along at the last minute. “T”, being the thinnest of the group, but shared the same height as the other females, weighed 105 lbs, was tan, had medium length blond hair, and green eyes.

Attempting to catch up, the five of us took a day/night trip to a nearby city for an annual convention. My best friend C and I planned the trip and I’d be lying if I didn’t admit we were hoping if not planning to get naughty with our girls for the first time as a group after the convention. We brought booze, cards and planned to stay in a hotel and play some truth or dare etc with the other three girls, which upon mentioning it to them, surprisingly weren’t opposed to it. YAY!

Threesome with my bf. Jealousy. Cheating. [FMF] [FM] [FM]

Description of me: I’m 26 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’s been a long time since my last story and a lot has happened, but if you read my last one you know that I was in a somewhat new relationship at the time. We are still together and still doing an open relationship thing. We pretty much both proceed as if we’re single other than getting approval before hooking up with someone else. There are too many stories to count that have happened over the last year, so it’s hard to know which to choose. I guess the most interesting/controversial one is what happened about six months ago.

High School Reunion

The reunion party was in full swing and Alexa was having fun, actually. She hadn’t seen any of her old classmates in so long… Memories from long ago flashed by as she excused herself from the gym where the party was being held. Her fingers slid over lockers hap-hazardously, memories of her own time spent fighting stuck lockers and half-remembered combinations. A sad smile crept over her lips as long-lost jokes and hurled insults come to her mind. Everyone seems so different now, she mused. She recalled one or two of her male classmates looking her way while she caught up with one of her teachers. She ran her hands down the little black dress she wore for the event, a nervous habit that she never seemed to outgrow. She was just getting used to wearing dresses and skirts that ended mid-thigh these days, and she couldn’t stop smoothing the soft material down. She walked without a purpose, not really paying attention to her surroundings until she stopped at a door to a classroom. She vaguely noticed it was in the English corridor, and she looked up at the nameplate above the door. Alexa smiled fondly; the classroom was once her creative writing class, but now turned into a English classroom. She was so absorbed in her thoughts, that she jumped when she looked back at a unexpected guest. “Oh, Sam. Hi,” She smiled.

The not a virgin Mary[MF]

I was 24 and living with three other housemates. One of the girls I was living with had two friends coming to visit over a three day weekend.

Mary and Anne had taken off work on the Friday and drove to us that day arriving around 5 p.m. When I arrived home around 5:30 my housemate was with them in the kitchen having a beer. The three had been friends since their early teens having gone to a private Catholic school together for jr. high and high school.

As I had a beer with them my first thoughts were Anne was very pretty but not as pretty as she thought and extremely pretentious. Mary was on the prettier side of cute but seemed on the chubby side. She was shortish 5’5″, had fair skin, short blonde hair a cute nose. Other than that she was a typical (at least in my experience) totally cool and fun Irish Catholic girl.

After our drink the girls went upstairs to shower and change while I cleaned up downstairs in my bathroom before we all went out to meet friends at our local bar. Of course I was ready first and was waiting in the living room having a beer watching a game on t.v.