[MF] My friend and I made each other cum in a sleeper bus on our way to a music festival — Part 1

(I’ll be using only the first letters of our names for anonymity).

It was May of 2017. My friend ‘A’ (21F) and I(22M) decided we should attend the yearly music festival held the next month. It was at a city about 800km(~500 miles) away. Come June, we booked our music festival and travel tickets. We were joined by A’s friend ‘D'(20M), and my friend ‘U'(23F). ‘U’ had friends in the city. To save up on hotel fees, she decided that she’d stay with them. ‘A’, ‘D’, and I booked 2 hotel rooms. One of us had to stay alone in one of the rooms. I called dibs. One thing about me—I love hotel rooms. To be specific, I love sleeping in just my boxer-briefs. This is one of the little joys of my life. I told them this. They laughed and it was decided that I would have a whole room to myself. To paint a picture of me, I’m 5’10”, kinda skinny, kinda muscular, short jet black hair, tanned skin, brown eyes, 2 nipples.

The Neighborhood: Part 18 [MF][F][Exh][Mdom][Mast][MC][SciFi]

**The Neighborhood: Part 18 [MF][F][Exh][Mdom][Mast][MC][SciFi]**

**A brief recap:** Colin Turner was a middling sad-sack with a failing marriage, who stumbled into a dream job based on some research he wrote years ago. He took a job with Fenris, a company with its own little enclave in Wolfsburg, CA, and its own peculiar work ethics. Fortunately, he had the sly and sexy Janelle, his hiring advisor, to act as his guide as he acclimated. He moved into a large house in the neighborhood with his wife Alison, and becomes involved in a company project involving wristbands that can alter behavior, within limits, based on keywords or phrases. Over time, Colin learned to enjoy his newfound freedom, his expanding desires, and to leverage the behavioral technology he has near-unfettered access to, to live out his fantasies. His sister-in-law, Stella, recently moved in, and after a little lip service from Janelle, will work in his office. Colin and Alison had a wild night at a not-as-retired-as-thought executive’s country estate, but not before Colin learned his future with Fenris wasn’t as solid as he thought.

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**Chapter 41: With Great Access Privileges Comes Great Oversight**

Rekindling an old flame (MF) (slow) (masturbation)

Part 1, more to come.

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“I had a dream of you last night.”

    I watched the text cursor blink a few times, then hit send.

    The blue chat bubble popped up on my screen and my stomach did a little flip. I hadn’t talked to Trey in years. We’d circled around each other in high school, making nervous, awkward conversations until we’d exchanged emails and started chatting online. He was a goof, and so was I. We grew used to each other online, and it made us more bold in person. Slowly we became friends. With the buffer of our computers between us we’d started exploring with each other, as young people do, but that was as far as we went. I knew the way he thought about me, but I just wasn’t ready to have a physical relationship, and there was no way he wouldn’t want one from me eventually. So after a while we drifted away from our explorations and our friendship settled back into platonomy. Every so often I caught him looking at me with those eyes, but he wouldn’t push on me what I didn’t want.

First post here!! 21[F] when I got fucked by a 26[M] last month on my front porch

(Little backstory, this happened about a month ago) so up until about a month ago I wasnt really able to have sex as much! I was vaginally bleeding for 3 weeks straight plus extreme cramping, thought I was going through an ectopic pregnancy, doctor did some tests and found out that wasn’t the case, but still had little to no answers to the problems. I had sex one time during that whole 3 weeks, when just before I was fucking everyday sometimes a couple times a day! So being cooped up, and sexually frustrated I was horny every single day, making myself cum or having strangers do it with my Bluetooth toy. (Different slut story for another time) Flash forward to a Wednesday night, no bleeding, but also no sex to make sure I was in the clear. Had a guy come over to spend the night staring I wanted to cuddle, he comes over, we chat for a bit, but I was kinda in the middle of being a little slut already, as I was playing with my Bluetooth lovense lush 2 toy inside my panties beneath the covers. We start cuddling, and he figures out what’s up, and I shyly let him know I just wanted to play with myself until the next day to be safe, so he respectfully waits for me to finish up, then comes and lays his head in my lap and we go to bed. This actually made him really uncomfortable though, he thinks masturbation should be a private thing, whereas I have no shame. In fact, I love for him to be involved or at the very least uncomfortable by me doing it right in front of him if he’s gonna be A prude about it. (We’ve been friends for many years, so it’s really not unusual for this type of behavior) Next morning still no bleeding!! We each had our own schedule that day, worked separately, then hung out in the evening so I could be the slut I’ve been dying to be for those entire 3 weeks. After work I did my make up all pretty had a beautiful dress with just a thong, no bra, and I was really feeling myself! He got instantly hard when he came home, I made him dinner, then he asked for my help with cleaning his car. I live pretty much in the middle of no where, with very few neighbors, and none of them can directly see my property unless they try very hard. Here’s where things get really slutty. I tell him I’m gonna go change from my pretty dress so it doesn’t get wet or dirty, get to my front door, then I wait for him to face me, and make eye contact. At that exact moment I slipped my dress off so I’m on my front porch, in nothing but a black and pink tiny little thong. I hear him mutter “Now why’d you go and do that?” Then he started approaching me nice and slow, and eventually one hand makes contact to my barely covered ass, his other goes around my throat. He squeezed my ass really tight, before giving it one hard slap, turning me around, hand still around my throat, and forcefully pushes me down. I’m getting wetter by the second, and obediently get down on my knees to undo his belt, and pull his pants down. He then grabs my by my hair and tells me “You better get that cock nice and wet for me” so of course being a good little slut I am, I start sucking on his cock. I lick his head in circles, play with it with my tongue, then eventually take it all the way in the throat a few times, gagging as he fucks my throat. He then pulls my up by my hair, and pushes me up against one of the wooden beams outside my house, putting my hands on the big post, ass out in the air with my legs spread, thong down to my ankles. So for a better visual, I am 4’10, 110lbs, so I’m a very little girl, naked outside my home with my thong to my ankles, ass out in the air, as a tall 6’0 man with a 7” cock approaching me, as my pussy juices are nearly dripping down my leg with anticipation. He slapped my ass again once more nice and hard, leaving long fingerprints on my soft fair skin, pulled my ass out farther, before bending down a little so he could get his cock inside. I gasped and moaned as he entered me, he started going slow at first, anticipating my sensitivity. Then once my moans deepened he took it as a cue to start pounding me harder. I gripped my fingertips on the wooden beam so hard my nails were digging into it, as he fucked me harder and faster, grabbing me by my throat. I couldn’t help but whimper “fuckkkk I’m such a little slut getting fucked out here” then I begged him to fuck me harder. He responded “yeah? You like getting pounded outside you little slut??” I couldn’t do anything but whimper and moan some more as he spread my ass cheeks to start fucking me even harder than before. I almost screamed out, and he had to move his hand from my throat to my mouth as I squirted all over his dick. As my whimpering subsided and he picked up his pace again he wrapped both arms so tight around me I felt like I was being constricted, then moaned as he started cumming right inside my soaked little pussy. I’m so horny, I’m rubbing my pussy right now, thinking about taking out my lush 2 again, message me and tell me your kinks

What happened to the sheets? [F, Masturbation]

“What happened to the sheets?”

I went to bed early. My husband was playing DnD with his buddies and I was no longer interested in listening. I shut the door to the bedroom and went straight for my bottom drawer. My toy drawer.

The little pink vibrator appears, tickler and all. This vibrator has been with me for 10 years, and it hasn’t let me down once. I take her into bed with me and make myself comfortable. Two pillows behind my head, knit blanket over my lap, shorts by my ankles.

I set it at the lowest setting and start tracing my vulva. Set the scene in my mind. Tonight’s fantasy; bound to a post with my porcelain ass exposed. A flogger brushing up against my cheeks, speeding up and increasing stinginess. My cheeks flush and warm with each strike. A tens unit placed on my nipples, tickling and shocking to balance the pain in my ass.

The vibrator hums and warms me up, making me ache for stimulation, for attention that I longed for. As the aching pulses, I open my lips and let the vibrator explore.

[FM] My boyfriend jerked off for me and came all over me for my birthday

I guess I’ll start with my original account, Louisianimal913, being banned for some fucking reason, so this is my new one. Starting fresh.

My birthday was Sunday the 13th so we had a nice weekend together. This particular event happened Saturday. My boyfriend Dennis asked what I wanted to do for my birthday and I decided to do absolutely nothing all weekend starting Friday night until we go to my dads for our little girls birthday party, who is also September 13th. She’s already there with her cousins swimming for the weekend so he and I have the house to ourselves.

My Best Friend’s Dad Joins Us At The Cottage, Part 2 [MF] [Cons] [DILF] [Older man/younger woman]

It’s a gorgeous, clear night. I can see the moonlight spill in through the window in my room. I sit up in bed. I have on just a cami that’s loose everywhere except where it stretches over my plump breasts, and my yoga shorts. I slip into my flip flops and head down to the dock. Maybe the rocking will lull me to sleep.

As I approach, I realized there’s a figure already on the dock, lounging back in a deck chair in the moonlight. My footsteps make creaking sounds as I step onto the wooden planks. Mr. Sheppard turns his head and we made eye contact.

“I was hoping that was you, Jackie,” he admits. He’s sipping a glass of bourbon.

“Oh hey, I didn’t mean to disturb you. I can head back in…”

“Stay, please,” he quickly rebuts.

Although there are plenty of seats available, I walk around him and sat down on the dock in front of him, my back facing him.

[M]orning Paint and [F]ondle

I awoke yesterday morning to the sound of a lid being pried from a metal paint can. Still half-asleep, I glanced at the clock, then over to the corner of the bedroom where my wife, Tara was pouring paint from the can into a roller tray. I also felt my cock, hard as a rock, straining against the sheet and comforter that covered my body.

Our kid had left the previous evening for a sleepover at a friend’s house and I had hoped that Tara and I would enjoy some Saturday night fucking without the usual need to keep quiet or fear of a knock on our bedroom door at an inopportune moment. However, as sometimes happens on these occasions, we found ourselves dozing off shortly after dinner and a couple of drinks, exchaused from a long week. I did insist that we sleep naked, as I wanted to make sure that there would be no impediments to middle-of-the night fondling or morning sex.

So, I was disappointed to see that Tara was already dressed and starting her day instead of finding her warm, petite body within easy reach of my fingers and tongue. Normally, I would reach over to fondle her C cup tits for a minute or two before diving under the covers to eat her smooth, sweet pussy.

My Best Friend’s Dad Joins Us At The Cottage, Part 1 [DILF] [MF] [Cons] [Older Man/Younger Woman] [Masturbation] [Sexual Tension]

Gina and I were college dormmates in first year, and we became instant best friends. We did everything together. I had come from far away, and she had grown up only an hour outside our university town, where her family still lived.

We first met on moving day. I didn’t have much when I moved in, as I had flown in with only a suitcase and a backpack. I had pretty much unpacked when she arrived. The door opened and she practically squealed, greeting me with a hug.

“Hi, I’m Gina Sheppard, your new roommate! Excited to live together? This is my dad.”

Gina was taller and slimmer than me, she had her dad’s build, but we were both athletic. I was already on the volleyball team, and she played basketball and track. She had long, wavy blonde hair and mine was dark brown with some honey streaks from the summer sun. It wasn’t her I spent most of that first day watching though, it was her dad.

“Hello Jackie, I’m Dave, Gina’s dad. You girls are going to have a great time away for college,” he introduced.

“Hi Mr. Sheppard… thanks for helping us get set up.”

100 Fucking Words [F, masturbation]

***A 100 word dirty story based on a word from a random generator…***

**Word = Corn**

The collection of vibrating gizmos overflowing from Phoebe’s nightstand was impressive. She came to the hum of a Hitachi, the whine of a long, thin stick like an antenna, the buzz of a plug-in with numerous attachments, and novelty vibrators in amusing shapes- unicorns, whales, butterflies, and bunnies all tickled her bits. But her favorite was an unassuming ear of corn, with ridges that massaged her inside and a soft, pointed end that caressed her clit sweetly. After she screamed her orgasm, the corn lay on the covers as though abandoned at a picnic, its kernels buttered with her juices.