Equals [FF]

We both stared daggers into each other’s eyes, breathing heavy from the anticipation. We were both 5’8”, 75kgs of lean brown she-muscle, and perfectly identical. We had found each other thru some sort of cosmic anomaly, when our worlds intersected she passed thru the veil into my world. The same looks, same tits and most importantly the same cunt between our legs. In all essences, I was facing myself!

So what do you do when you’re faced by someone who looks, sounds, acts and thinks exactly the same as you? We both knew what this meant; a chance to test ourselves against our one true equal, to pit our bodies against each other in every single aspect! We knew that we would both try to do the same thing to each other, and so we didn’t even need to speak, we were both thinking the same thing, we were both one person. There were no secrets between us, we were both just as perverted, and we both knew we would act out our deepest, darkest and nastiest acts on each other!

Thin walls Pt 1 [MF, long]

I guess you could say I was an early developer.

My tits came in, huge, when I was 12 and men never looked at me as a child after that. I lost my virginity at 13, to another 13 year old, while we were on holiday. We were both probably too young, but it was a good experience, and didn’t put me off.

At 14 I got myself my first boyfriend, he was 15 and we were each other’s first everything else. We were together for a year and we fucked every chance and every place young teens can find to fuck and every which way young teens can think of or can google. Towards the end of the year he was my first in less pleasant ways: my first abortion and my first STI. The latter led to my first heartbreak. I found out my best friend, a virgin, was fascinated by all the sex we were having and had asked him to “show her” what it was all about. At the time I was angry and hurt, but looking back I don’t really blame her, or think it was her that gave hm the STI he gave me.

I fucked a friend I hardly knew. [MF]

Tina was somewhat of a tomboy. She had short hair, and her typical outfit was jeans that didn’t fit her properly, a tee shirt, and a trucker hat. She was tall, skinny, and under that tomboyish look was a cute face. To be honest, I thought that she was probably a lesbian, but stuff like that is none of my business.

We didn’t know each other very well, but we shared a couple of mutual friends. The mother of one of those mutual friends ran an illegal boarding house, and Tina lived in one of the bedrooms.

There was a barbecue one summer night, the typical beer/burgers/music type of good time that we all enjoy. Tina was there hanging out, and I’m pretty sure we shared a typical “hi, how are you” greeting, but we never really shared any other conversation.

A chat [F]riend turned sext [F]riend

Let me preface this first by saying that this might not be an arousing story but it is one of the experiences that I’ve had that developed me, sexually, into who I am today. I consider myself more or less straight and have not done anything physically with a girl. For those of you who want to skip to the action, it starts from the 5th paragraph.

About two years back, I downloaded a chat app with the purple widget and a letter in the center (those who know will know) mainly because I was bored. At that time there was no one in my life and I had a lot of spare time so I started talking to people on the app to build a connection. Like all online connections, most conversations die out pretty quickly or got too weird too fast, but there are some genuine people there who were looking to connect and chat as well.

The Problem of Three Little Virgins [ff]

Peta looked at the bedside clock and sighed, time to get dressed. Ten more days of school then summer break. She could hear Mom downstairs, getting ready for work herself. Peta quickly took her bath robe off and saw her extra sized body reflected in the mirror, her tits and pussy an invitation for someone to touch again, soon, quickly reliving the events of last Saturday. As she pulled her panties on, she felt the familiar pressure on her vulva, and thought about the fingers that had touched her, the penis that entered her. Peta’s nipples grew hard at the thought, wanting to repeat the experience of being suckled by another person. Peta shoved these thoughts down, knowing if she didn’t she would probably masturbate and end up running late. The school bus wouldn’t wait for her.

Peta finished dressing quickly, grabbed her bag and ran downstairs. “Gotta go, Mom!” she called. “What about a hug?” Mom called and Peta walked quickly into the kitchen where Mom was standing, her arms out. Peta pressed herself into her mother’s arm, gently squeezing her, their breasts touching, Peta felt a small rush of excitement at holding her Mom. Another person was feeling her body. She quickly gave Mom a peck on the cheek, “See you tonight, Mom. Have a good day.” “You too, hon,” Mom replied, letting her daughter go. Peta turned and ran to the door, again supressing the sexual thoughts she was having, even over her own mom’s tits.

Erectile Dysfunction and the new nurse. Pt2

The next day, I’m in the store picking up steaks and veggies for the grill later. I feel a tap on my shoulder.

“Hello Ed, how are you?”

I turn around and it’s Katie and another young lady. I really didn’t know what to say because of what Kat and I did to her yesterday.

“Hello Katie. How are you? I hope we didn’t embarrass you too much yesterday?”

“Oh no you didn’t. If anything, it was sort of hot, thinking back on it. Oh, this is my girlfriend, Summer.”

Girlfriend? Katie, a lesbian? But then again, I really didn’t know her.

“Nice to meet you Summer. What are you ladies into today?”

“Nothing really. Summer and I are just getting a few snacks. I don’t mean to be direct but I can’t stop thinking about what happened yesterday. I told Summer about it and we had some of the best sex we’ve ever had. We’ve both been with men but are into each other right now. Kat is so hot and you’re very handsome and we were thinking of what it would be like to watch you two fuck?”

Rhonda, Mary-Ann, and John (New Neighbor continuation) [lesbian] threesome] [impregnate]

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The next day, after work, and precisely at six o’clock in the evening, John Dawes knocked on his neighbors’ door. Immediately, it was opened by Rhonda Park, trim and tall, whose face softened with a smile as soon as she saw him.

“Hey kid, come on in!”

John stepped over the threshold, his eyes taking in Rhonda’s appearance. Every other time he had seen her, she was dressed in an old pair of jeans and a loose t-shirt and either a bra or a sports bra. Today though, she wore a pair of tight-fitting shorts, and a spaghetti-strap shirt, with no bra underneath. She was a picture of beauty to John, which was probably what she was going for.

“Wow, Rhonda, you look amazing!”

She rolled her eyes as she smiled wider and blushed a bit. Then her eyes were drawn by something towards the kitchen, which she inclined hee head at.

“Keep your eyes on the prize, John.”

Following her advice, John turned to look and spotted Mary-Ann. She came striding out of the kitchen, a yellow and white floral sundress hugging her form in some places, and merely suggesting at her form in other places. Her hair was shiny and bouncy, framing her smiling face nicely.

Luna and Riley Ch.11! – A Friend in Need [Futa] [Incest] [Sub/Dom] [Lesbian] [Fiction]

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**Chapter 11: A Friend in Need**

It had been a few days since Riley had promised to serve and submit to Luna and thus far she was doing excellently. The part of Luna that still didn’t want a child tried desperately to find some fault, some slip up in Riley’s behavior that she could use as an excuse, but Riley simply wasn’t faltering. Riley spent every second of every day, attached at the hip, caring for Luna’s every need and command. It was truly a spectacle, and Luna was happy that Riley was so enthusiastic about the situation.

My hot wife and my daughter’s hotter friend part 9

(This is my favorite part so far. I love to hear from the lady readers what your favorite part has been so far)

I woke up to the sound of the dresser drawer shutting. When my eyes focused Sally was standing there in some of her sexiest lingerie set. The panties were boyshorts that were black lace. The crotch was a see through mesh. Though these panties weren’t as racy as some of her thongs they looked incredible on her and made her ass look incredible. Something about them always drove me wild. The bra was mostly the same see through mesh that the crotch was made of that showed her nipples perfectly.

“Damn girl, you pulling out the good stuff?” I said

She said, “this will probably be our only time doing this so I want to make it count”

“No complaints from me babe. What’s your plan?” I asked

“I’m not sure yet. Get dress incase I need your help” She commanded.

I through on some shorts but didn’t bother with a t-shirt.

F Horny Solo Lesbian Musings

I’m so horny. I want to be the most amazing sub. When my Domme comes home, I’ll have her dinner waiting for her on the table and answer the door on my knees, with my thighs spread. No panties in the house, my pussy juice dribbling from my puffy cunt. I’ll edge myself every hour on the hour and when my shift is over, take my panties off in the bathroom and stuffing them in my pocket. I start on the laundry as soon as I get home. I doubt she’d want me wasting anymore of my wetness on them. I’d be good and not even think about cumming until after she ate. Even then she could be tired from work or not in the mood. My pussy could go a whole day or two without any attention and I’d have to hold it like a good girl. Imagine how painful that’d be in the shower, toweling off, going to sleep, getting up and getting dressed for another day? The friction would get me at some point. I know that my legs would stayed closed longer than normal, savoring the warmth and pressure from my thighs. And the underwear, forget it. I’m sure I’d be hyped focused on the quality of the fabric, how rough or soft it’d be against me. I already have trouble staying dry at work and with no release, it wouldn’t be long until there was an inevitable ruin. It’s so painful when you need it for so long but you can’t get any time to yourself. Those contractions fucking suck. But it’d be worth it for her to see my suffering and take pity on me, lending me her thigh or hand to cum on.