Wrong Number [F/F]

*Ding*

Michelle stared at her phone as she laid in bed, frustrated at her fiance. Mark was, as usual, being selfish. They both agreed that 6 months before the wedding, they should refrain from physical acts beyond a light kiss. When Mark kept pushing, they talked it out and decided maybe he should take the last two months at home with his parents. Allow them each time apart to appreciate each other more in wedded bliss. It wasn’t easy, she missed him terribly, but she knew the wait would be worth it.

Yet every few nights, she got that text from him, begging her to “just show some tittays”. She hated that he called them that. She was always more proud of her ass, and usually didn’t like to take photos of her B cups, but Mark seemed to enjoy them. Whenever they did fool around he got so preoccupied by them, that inevitably he would lose focus on other areas of her body that needed attention. She shouldn’t complain though. He was a great partner overall, and whatever he couldn’t do, she had a few electronic toys to handle the rest. She was happy to have someone in her life for so long. Someone who helped get her through college and grad school. And soon she would be Mrs. Mark Capulet! All the hard work would be worth it. All the nights in studying instead of going out, all the passed up opportunities to wild out in college and after. It would all be worth it.

Hidden Pleasures (Chapter 4) [FM][FF][mast][oral]

4.

The room Jennifer entered was pitch black except for a spotlight focused on a single leather covered chair in the centre.

Music played softly from somewhere, light and hypnotic. It took her eyes a few seconds to adjust and although she still couldn’t see anyone clearly, she could sense their presence in the shadows. It was a little unnerving and she was about to turn to leave when something caught her attention.

A woman walked into the bright circle of light from the darkness on the other side of the room and sat in the chair, lounging, her legs crossed, hands on the armrests. She was completely naked except for her mask. Her long blonde hair hung down, partly covering her large breasts.

A moment later a man entered the circle from the left, stopping at her side. He looked like one of the servers from earlier – the Chippendales. He too was naked, not even a mask to cover his face.

The woman turned to him, looking up at his face. She smiled at him as she reached up, cupping his balls in her right hand. With her left hand, she grasped his semi-erect cock. She squeezed and rolled his balls gently while slowly stroking his ever growing shaft.

Drunken Adventure with a lesbian couple [MFF]

When I was in my early 20’s I worked with a 19 year old woman. We would chat from time to time – nothing particularly deep or even personal, but I was definitely starting to crush on her. What I didn’t realize at first is that she was a lesbian, until one day my dense self noticed the lingering hand touches that she shared with her friend who visited our work from time to time.

Over the next few months I became really good friends with both of them. They lived together, fairly close to where we worked, and I would often find myself in their apartment having a few beers with them. We ended up being very open about our sexualities, but while we talked about what we had done, and who with, what we liked, it was always on a philosophical level. Except for the time when we had a “blow job contest” with long neck beer bottles. The lesbian and straight guy won that for some reason. I would sit apart from them, they were totally into each other, but just in a fully clothed PDA around friends kind of way. I knew the girlfriend, “L” for lesbian, had only ever been with other girls, but my friend, “B” for bisexual, had a streak of sleeping with men before having met L.

Writer Wanted…

I have a specific fetish thing I’d love the writers of reddit to take a crack at…. I realized it’s a little weird, but figured it was worth a try. If any writers see this and wanna write a story about it, either PM or post it in the comments, either way is great!

With that out of the way, here’s my premise: lesbian couple, one girl is super clean, neat and tidy, the other, not so much. Eventually, the neat girl gets fed up with her girlfriend’s lack of personal hygiene and lack of housecleaning, and so she straps her naked to car and takes her through a carwash to teach her a lesson! Can also include revenge-washing of the neat girl afterwards….

Tres [FM] [FFM] [Oral] [mast] [long]

Tres

1.

Emily open her eyes, squinting against the blazing sun and looked down at the clear blue ocean far below her poolside lounge chair. She could hear latin music drifting faintly from the bar. The air was hot and the faint breeze that blew did little to cool her.

She had been daydreaming, lost in her thoughts.

It had taken them a long time to save enough to afford this vacation and so far it was worth every penny. She and her husband James had only been at the resort a few days, but they had had more sex in that short time than most couples did in a month.

James sat under an umbrella drinking his Corona and reading a magazine. He glanced up, smiling, and a shiver ran through her.

The tropical sun was strong, and a bead a sweat trickled down between her breasts, yet her nipples stiffened. There was also a familiar tingle between her legs.

He would always smile that same slightly crooked smile while looking up from between her legs. The thought of it was making her wet, very wet in fact.

A night out in Berlin [Group]

Hello fine people,

I’d really like to share a great, kind of surreal experience I recently had while partying. For starters, I’m a mid-twenties student in Berlin. I would describe myself as tall, thin and a bit awkward around girls, although I have quite some experience. The nightlife in the city is insane. You have so many venues to choose from which all have their own flair and crowd. The unifying theme of all of them is their devotion to techno and to offer their guests an escape from reality for a few hours or the whole weekend if that’s what you want. For example, taking photos inside is strictly forbidden and you have to put stickers on your phone cameras. This helps create an inclusive atmosphere in which people can really be themselves, dress up and not worry about any kind of societal norms, judgement or disapproving looks.

My Cock as a Strap-On (or My First Lesbian Experience) [MF] [Feminization]

I take one last look in the mirror, tracing my body from head to toe. Dirty blonde hair falls on my shoulders. Excited nipples protrude from my chest. I flex my abs as my v-line shows the way to my hanging dick, already growing merely from searching “how to tie high pigtails” on Youtube.

By the time I start admiring my new pigtails in the mirror, my cock has grown to its full size. Its big, hard, and oh so very masculine. Not for long. Reaching down, I pull a pair of frilly, floral-print panties over my freshly shaved legs. My manhood disappears behind a cute little bow.

I turn around to check out my ass and omg! These Freya panties make my ass look so round! I adjust them just a bit so my cheeks ever so slightly peek out from under the frills. “Perfect!” I think, turning around only to blush when I see that my pussy has already visibly soaked my panties. God, I hope Beth is in the mood.

Our first FFM

Skye had graduated from university, she was finally qualified. Finally she was finished and could take a break from studying.
I had been introduced to her family as her boyfriend 6 months prior. She had gotten sick of them telling her to settle down. Our arrangement suits both of us. She is my fuck toy and my mistress. I satisfy her needs. We push each other to try new things.
We do love each other, so in a way I am her boyfriend. She introduces me as such.

Before her graduation, we agreed that she should be rewarded. I already knew a few of her fantasies, having known her for four years. She had always been interested in being with another girl, but had never had the courage and the opportunity at the same time. I recruited a friend of mine, who knew of Skye and our arrangement, but had never met her.
We hatched a plan.

Skye had an elaborate fantasy. How I discovered this is a story all of its own. tl;dr version – I tied her down and teased her with a vibrator, asking her what she imagines when she masturbates.