Blackmail Bitch Part I [fdom] [bi] [blkmail]

It is noon, 5th period….

Samantha Osborn has a secret.

It is not that she is a rich little bitch. Her family is possibly the richest in Boston. She goes to the best private high school, dresses in designer fashions and drives a Ferrari.

It is not that she is a lesbian. Everybody knows that especially the poor boys who are foolish enough to flirt or try to get close to her. Her acid tongue leaves them in smoking little piles in the hallways of her school. Most people have seen that happen at least once.

Certainly not the fact that she knows far more about a lot of people than anybody should. Her father owns a large security and detective firm. It is no secret that she has daddy wrapped around her well manicured little finger. What the princess wants she gets it is as simple as that.

No the secret hangs between her legs.

Real Estate Agent Wi[f]e gets a Good Deal

On the morning of the sale, Nancy woke to her husband's five o'clock shadow scratching at her neck, small little half asleep pecks along her ear, side of her face, neck and shoulders area. She felt his calloused hands move up her shirt, and cup her breasts as he became more passionate. She looked out the window, "Still dark outside, can't be past six in the morning, probably had some extra time before work to get off,"

So she beckoned him to move further by putting her hand down his pajama pants, and letting him slide his half hard cock inside her hand.

Then he stopped, with his mouth on her neck, and started snoring.

She was a very frustrated woman, and let him know by huffing loudly and rolling out of bed, and walking to the bathroom. She turned on the bathtub faucet with her heel once she was positioned the right way, and relaxed as the water poured relentlessly onto her sex.

Seconds later, she heard pounding on the bedroom door from her children, and was immediately thrown into "mom mode." "Well, that kills that idea," she said, with her pussy still throbbing.

Teamwork makes the dream work [M/F/F]

Fortune favors the bold. Every once and awhile, despite your best efforts, you end up with a girl that you know is trouble. Lady (real name… well sorta) was fucking trouble. In fact, she was my fucking kryptonite. I'll never forget laying eyes on her in a bar on a Sunday. We made I contact and I think we both knew we were in trouble. I have a weakness for tall girls with legs that never end and she has a thing for men with big shoulders. Lady was special though – standing almost 6 feet tall her legs went on forever. I used to put my arm around her and just rest it on her perfect bubble butt. At 120lbs a strong wind could take her way sometimes if she wasn't anchored down.

To really appreciate this story you need to know that Lady was crazy. You know how they say never stick your dick in crazy? Yeah, that is bs. I've always found myself attracted to weird chicks – the kind that stand out in a crowd. Lady always made sure she stood out. While you may stick your dick in crazy I highly recommend not dating crazy but that is another story for another time. This story is about the time that being on the same sexual page with a person made magic happen.

Jacking Off Hard in a Classroo[m]

So I jacked off in a classroom at my university.

It's exam time for me right now for my summer classes. I decided to go to uni to study.

Because I haven't been pleasuring myself the last few weeks due to my busy schedule, I've been getting more and more horny as the days go by since I last jacked off. Today I woke up with some massive morning wood that just wouldn't go away. But I needed to rush out of the house so I could snag a good spot where I usually study. Unfortunately the usual place I study at was already taken (I am picky about where I study).

Anyways, I was walking around and ended up finding a classroom that was open and decided this was as good a place as any to study. It was secluded, quiet, and the Wi-Fi signal is better here than in most places. Set up my books and began studying.

The problem is that when I study, I get horny. I have read somewhere that this happens often to guys as the brain sometimes tries to focus on other things when it's trying to concentrate on something rigorous (manifesting itself as an erection). Not sure how true this is but it makes sense to me.

An Intoxicating Threesome [f/f/f]

I went over to my friend’s house last night, let’s call her Steph, with a bottle of scotch and nothing planned for the weekend. When I got there it was clear she’d already been drinking, she was bouncing off the walls, laughing and messing around. Now everyone knows the only way to handle a drunken girl is to start drinking yourself, so I quickly started swigging the Dewar’s scotch/whiskey until I’d had almost half the bottle. I quickly reached her level of drunkenness and we messed around for a bit.

Now, Steph and I have amazing chemistry, we’re really close friends and there’s been some sexual tension for a long time. I’m a lesbian and she’s bi so we always knew something could happen, but it never did. Steph is a tiny little redhead, barely 100 pounds with a tight body and perky little tits, just my type.

A straight girl’s (f 22) sneaky first time with me (f 22) in a tent. (Long and detailed)

So I created a throwaway just to post this story because I thought it was just too good not to share with you guys. For all you pervs out there who care nothing for the back-story; the dirty bit begins after the *****.

Let me start with a little about myself; I'm 22, 5 ft 5 with DD's, shoulder-length brown hair, curvy hips, and what some would call a 'bubble butt'. I have been described as "a feminine tom-boy who wears red lipstick and tight ripped jeans".

I've only recently come out in my social circle as a lesbian and I discovered very quickly just how many 'straight' girls are down to use me as their guinea pig to experiment. It's an exciting time you guys.

Recently my friends and I went to a 4-day-camping music festival, one of those ones where theres a horny drug-and-alcohol-charged atmosphere. A day or two before we were set to leave my friend Martin (who is also gay) informed me that we would be sharing our tent with two other girls Sam and Lily. I knew Lily fairly well, but Sam I had only met a handful of times and it was always while we were both drunk at mutual friends' parties. Sam was probably about the same height as me, but much more petite with a great tight ass, a short platinum blonde bob, lovely DD tits, and huge bright blue eyes. She had a very deliberate and quirky way in which she both dressed and held herself, and I vaguely recall her once mentioning she was a dabbling musician.

My Night With A Slutty Hostess [F/F]

I didn't think I would share another story so soon, but fuck, I've had a fun weekend! Last night in particular, but let me set this up.

I work in a restaurant, I'm a server. There's this cute little lesbian who works as a hostess, she was 16 when she first started and she turned 18 a couple months ago. She's short, tight, just cute as hell and I've had a crush on her forever. I couldn't do anything about it though, because she wasn't legal, I just don't sleep with anyone under 18.

Last night, it was time. I asked her if she wanted to have dinner, she agreed, so I picked her up. She was wearing a sexy black dress, heels, she was dressed to impress and I was wowed! Myself, I was wearing a cute skirt and top, nothing too crazy.

We went to a local restaurant, ate, made conversation, flirted. We got along well, had a lot of chemistry, so when we left the restaurant, we headed back towards my car, it was late, dark, nobody else around. We got into my car and started making out. Her hands ran through my hair as our tongues explored each other's mouths.

The kinky games couples play [MF] [Anal] [Pegging] [Bd] [Fdom] [Long]

Preface: She is across the country visiting family so we took the opportunity to have some fun sexting and this is where we got taking turns. We are looking for a third to pick it up from here with us on Kik, so if you like what you read, shoot us a PM. Now the story:

It's summer break, and Lo, who is a teacher by profession, has been enjoying the freedoms that come with it; sleeping in late, not wearing cloths, smoking a lot of weed, occasionally drinking at noon and certainly a lot of self play-time. On this lazy weekday afternoon, she was quite a bit extra revved up since her and Jack had their favorite, once a week, kinky anal date night the evening before, (that started with a good finger-banging-to squirt at the movies and ended up with a fist sized vibrating buttplug up her satisfyingly large, yoga-sculpted ass while tied up and throat fucked by Jack's nearly 8 inch and very girthy cock till tears ruin her makeup, then spun around and ass-fucked with his throbbing, grool covered member till Lo's legs tremble. The result left a very large puddle of fluids on the bed.) She was just tipsey enough to have no problem playing with her pussy for an hour or so to her favorite porn, Bonnie Rotten in a strapon lesbian anal gangbang, and was getting close to orgasm when she hears the front door open down the hall and a familiar jangle of keys.

Guest House [lesbian domination]

Katherine was already 15 minutes late and I knew it was on purpose. Not a power play – Katherine knew she had the power, knew that we knew, and didn’t have to prove it. No, this was about leaving Bec and me alone together in a sullen silence that we would either get used to or get over.
Bec had already been here, nursing her drink, when I arrived at the mostly empty bar. It was early in the afternoon. I would have preferred white wine, but the tension and averted eyes called for bourbon, which I ordered and drank quickly.

Bec looked over my shoulder just as Katherine appeared behind me, her hand brushing my shoulders and coming to rest on the back of my neck as a sort of consolation, while she leaned to kiss Bec’s upturned lips. She didn’t kiss mine. Then she took the third seat at the table. Round table, triangular configuration of women. All geometrically equal and balanced. Not like real life.

I swallowed the rest of my drink and reached for my coat.