Horny Housemates Part II [MF] [Mast] [Exh] [Voy]

Jack’s first week in the new house was rather uneventful (besides Steph’s accidental exhibitionism on Sunday). Steph didn’t have any more ‘friends’ over, and since she was at home most evenings her and Jack ended up getting to know each other. She told him she was just starting in her third year of university, and he told her about his new job and how he didn’t really know anyone in the city. It was nice to have someone to talk to, and Steph was quite easygoing, if a little sloppy as a roommate.

The third person in the house arrived on Wednesday, which was about the only time they saw her. A small girl with short brown hair called Martha, she’d taken her bags up to the top and then mostly stayed in her room, occasionally coming down for meals or to slip out, never saying where. Jack tried to talk to her a few times, but never for very long – he got the impression she was quite shy, and not one for conversation. That was fine – he liked talking to Steph more than enough.

Peeking [MFF Voyeurism, Oral, Masturbation, Long]

I should not have peeked. To be certain, most sexually-starved individuals with a pulse would have at least been tempted to have done so under the same circumstances. Still, I should not have peeked.

It was partly my beautiful, over-sexed, very platonic roommate’s fault. Jenny was a goddess in a way. So close, yet always so far away. Always giving a tease, but leaving it just that, a delicious tease. Perhaps reaching out by sound when she was in the midst of passion with someone else, but that is as close a touch she dared give. I was her constant. She could fall back on me and know I wouldn’t take advantage of her when she was vulnerable after something in her life went south.

That said, she always sounds so fucking good when she was getting it on, even with the wall muffling her moanings, her breathings, her beggings, and her demandings. Tonight though, she sounded more heavenly than all of the angels singing in rapture. The sweet sound of her caressed my cock more directly than if her hand was wrapped around it, pumping it, milking it. Could anyone blame me if suddenly, for the first time, I was annoyed with just how well the wall muffled her voice, yet not well enough where thus, I justified just a quick peek?

[(F)(exh)(mast)(voy)(drugs)] You dont need a partner to be a well-fucked slut.

I like being seen and watched. Most nights I get undressed with my blinds open so if anyone is on the other side of the trees, they’d see my perfect tits in the nude. I turn around and bend over, giving my imaginary audience a show as I change into scanty nightwear.

A few nights ago I was feeling extra horny while I was smoking on my front porch. Weed counteracts my depression medication and raises my libido. I started reading some very sexy stories on reddit, and was instantly turned on by the idea of cumming in view of all my neighbor’s houses, even if no one would find me since it was the middle of the night. I was wearing a loose striped shirt with a deep slit down the front and some loose shorts. Over all this I wore my favorite robe, which came down to my ankles and was dark and floral.

How I started sharing my girlfriend with my best friend during the lock down [MFM][consensual][wholesome][sharing][trust][threesome gonne sideways][cuckold]

We play the cards we are given. This has always been my motto in life.

During my 20s, I started experiencing difficulties in maintaining an erection. After seeing a few doctors, I was diagnosed with a venous leak. This is a condition that doesn’t affect my libido at all but makes it difficult for my penis to stay erect for too long and it’s something that progresses as you age. Needless to say, this was a kick in the balls for my ego. This problem was aggravated by the fact that I had come to expect failure. Everytime I got sexual with a woman, I had that fear that my penis would fail me and so it often did. This made me start avoiding relationships altogether.

Meanwhile my best friend who is a couple of years younger than I was quite the opposite. Always the ladiesman. Everytime we went to a party he would effortlessly hook up with someone and even though he is a player at heart, he has that kind of personality that girls just love. Most of the girls he was with were perfectly being fine in being a NSA fling. I was always amazed on hoow things just turned out for him. I’ll admit that I was often a bit jealous as well.

Ariel Learns To Nurture With Breastfeeding BF (bf/gf | mf | lactation | nurturing | milk | no sex)

Part 1 The Introduction to Nurturing

When Rick first stumbled upon a new porn genre he did not think it would be his cup of tea. He only was brought to the section by his love for big breasts. It was unexpected when he came during his first video. Rick was not typically so quick to bust during masturbation to porn. That was even rare when he was having sex with his big boobed girlfriend, Ariel.

The next couple of jerk sessions were accompanied by a video from his growing fetish for the genre. Rick did not know which part of the videos were doing it for him until he learned more about the fetish. He had been getting into nurturing women breastfeeding porn. Something about the category had captured Rick in the fetish. It took him a while to realize he loved the naturalness of this type of porn.

After the man accepted his new fetish in porn, he started to wonder about the act in real life. Rich was curious if his girlfriend would be into trying it out with him. He thought about how perfect her massive white tits would sucking on. It aroused him just to think about the times he sucked her breasts without the element of this new fetish. This made him think of a way to get her into nurturing him with her supple breasts.

The Addams Family Chronicles Ch2 [Public][Mast][Taboo][VOY]

Namelessredditor87 and ElizaFlame

Chapter 2

A Grand Idea  

           Morning dawned grim and gray and the Addams clan stirred slowly from its fitful slumber. Gomez was up with the sun, and he slipped out of bed and into his long robe silently, while the rest of the family was still waking. He pushed open the glass door that led to the adjacent balcony, stepped out, and surveyed the grounds.

           From this vantage point, he could see across the whole expanse of the property. The sprawling ancestral cemetery, the putrid swampland rife with quicksand and dead trees, the treacherous ravine, the acres and acres of wasted earth, choked with rocks and weeds. He took a deep breath of thick, fetid air and sighed contentedly. He heard the faint pop of knuckles cracking at his side and felt a soft tug on the cuff of his silk pajama bottoms. Looking down he saw the family’s faithful hand Thing, perched on its fingertips by his slippered foot. “Good morning old man.”

Scorching Morning Showers [f][mast][f-solo]

I don’t know…I dream about sex a lot.

I mean, I have a pretty healthy sex life. Like for sure a few times a week or so. More than the average Jane. But still, at least once a day, and usually more like 3-4 times, no matter what I’m doing, where I am, or who I’m with…my thoughts get hit by a freight-train of wild sexual thoughts and need. The fantasies are all over the place…some vanilla, but mostly kinky as hell…some sensual, but mostly tending towards violent. A lot of the time I can excuse myself and go and do something about it, a lot of times I already have plans to see someone who I know will take care of me later in the day…and sometimes I can’t.

A little while ago, maybe 2 years now, I started keeping a fantasy journal. Every night before bed I try to recall the fantasies that swam through my head that day, and I write them down, as detailed as possible. It’s an exercise in pure self-restraint, trying to avoid saying “fuck it” and putting down my pen and reaching for my box of toys under my bed and just getting off to my thoughts. But it’s been such a great exercise for me, mentally…but that’s another story.

Staying Dry [premature ejaculation] [asian sph] [embarrassed]

The first thing that every freshman BioChem student comes to hate about Seattle University is the punishing and perplexing schedule. Freshman year begins with 4 mandatory core classes in the discipline, with labs, plus a single elective, but, the workload isn’t the whole problem. Somehow, after many years of complaints, the scheduling office has never figured out a way to organize the core classes into one manageable chunk of time. Because of this, the BioChem cohort spends 10-12 hours on campus at least 3 days a week, with many long unnecessary periods of aimless downtime.

It was a Thursday afternoon in a first-floor, drop-ceiling classroom at Seattle University, and it was raining (like always) when the Calc 1 class Mark Chen was in finally concluded. The professor finished his thought and turned to erase the board as the students filed out into the hallway, digging into their bags for umbrellas and jackets.

Straight dom to bi bottom – all in the space of an impromptu Grindr meet [MM]

Over the years, I’ve occasionally fantasised about testing the boundaries of my sexuality, but had never acted on it until the encounter I’m about to go over. I’ve always thought of myself as straight, but with a keen interest in exploring my limits and kinks openly. Just as importantly for this, I’ve always thought of myself as fairly dominant in the bedroom (although in retrospect, it’s probably – at least partially – forced on me from the women I’ve dated). I’d like to think I’m reasonably attractive – I’m in my late 20s, white, 6’4″ and have a fairly average (leaning towards slim) build. I’m also very well endowed at around 8″.

Our evening, a Friday around 4 months ago, started like many others – in the midst of a global pandemic, I hadn’t gotten laid in a long time, and I was starting to feel desperate. Like I’m sure a lot of people would in my situation, I very quickly found myself browsing porn and letting my browsing take me to various classified subs on reddit – the ratio of men to women across the various R4R and classifieds subreddits on reddit has always put me off seriously looking for an MF encounter, and as before, I let myself consider meeting another guy to suck me off. As time went on, I flicked across RAOB, LondonR4R (hello fellow Londoners!) before opening Grindr, where I had a profile setup from a previous, very similar session weeks before.

She can take care of hersel[f] [Solo] [masturbation] [fantasy]

Zoe lay in bed on a hot summer evening. Even after sunset, it was hot and stagnant. She was wearing only her underwear, and had kicked all the blankets off the bed. She lay sprawled out trying to distract herself from the heat. While not unbearable, it was uncomfortable and she could feel sweat starting to form on her chest. She was hoping the boy she was talking to would text her or something, but her phone lay silent on the side table.

She sighed, restless. Her mind wandered lazily to memories of going to concerts at the amphitheatre in the mountains. Of course, she hadn’t gone anywhere or seen anyone besides her barista and the nice ladies at the grocery store since quarantine started and she was actually fine with staying home. Most of the time. Tonight, she was wishing she had a lock-down buddy that wasn’t her old housemate’s Betta fish named Beans. She remembered that tall ruggedly handsome stranger that caught her eye at the last music festival she went to. At the time, she was newly single and happy that way, so nothing happened but fantasized about him dicking her down from time to time. She had also been coming down from a magnificent high and everything was beautiful and perfect, including that guy. Still-pretty-stoned Zoe views the world through rose-colored glasses with a healthy dose of horny. Now she was sober, but quarantine amped up her craving for sex to a near constant basis.