Hot Envy [MF+] [F-solo] [voy]

“It’s not fair. It’s just not fair.”

Cynthia Richardson had been constantly repeating those painful words for two weeks, three days, and five hours. That was exactly how long it had been since her former fiancé, Paul Teller, broke off their engagement. In an instant, a seven-year relationship that began in high school came crashing down. If that weren’t bad enough, the break-up meant having to move out of an apartment she could no longer afford and rebuild her life.

It didn’t happen suddenly. The complete collapse of her world had been building for a while, so much so that her friends and family weren’t too surprised when they heard they were breaking up. Some even asked why it hadn’t happened sooner. Cynthia had been asking that question herself. Unfortunately, she already knew part of the answer.

She’d been wrong.

She’d been stubborn.

She’d been foolish.

That shouldn’t have been possible for the same young woman everyone thought would succeed in spades. Cynthia had graduated high school as an honor student, doing all the right things and following all the rules. She’d put in all the work, taking all the right classes in college and going through all the necessary steps for her career.

[MFM] A Completely Wild Night

27M here, this is the latest meeting in my journey of exploration. As I have posted the background for this previously, but the short version is that with the help of a female friend (38F) I have been exploring sexual contact and fun with other men.

Recently my friend helped me convince my neighbor (18M) to join in some mutual masturbation which led to us rubbing our cocks together a little. After this experience I decided to invite my neighbor over again last night to go even further. My friend has been chatting with him constantly, and giving him encouragement to explore for himself as well.

The results were intense. We started out watching porn on my TV sitting on the couch. It was understandably a little awkward, but we were both hard soon, and both took our pants off and started masturbating. After a few minutes we stood up and started touching the tips of our cocks together, rubbing them gently. Then I aked if he wanted to use my fleshlight. We passed it back and forth, I made sure he was extremely turned on before asking him if he wanted to double penetrate the toy. I could see he was extremely nervous, but he nodded. He was sitting on the couch, and I told him to scoot to the edge and open his legs. I got on my knees between his legs and slowly started to insert myself into the toy, the underside of my shaft pressed tightly against his. We used lots of lube and before long the fleshlight was stuffed and our cocks were locked together.

A Holiday Surprise [Gay] [Mm] [inc] [mast]

Every Christmas, my wife and I visit my in-laws for the holiday. During these visits over the years, I have seen my nephew grow into an attractive young man. He is now over six feet tall with blonde hair, blue eyes, and a lean and lanky figure. As he has aged, I have grown more and more attracted to him even though I know I shouldn’t. During this years visit, I could not keep my eyes off of him and the now noticeable bulge in his sweatpants. Little did I know that I was in for a surprise gift this holiday season.

As most teenagers often do, my nephew spent most of his time on his phone or in seclusion playing video games in his room. I decided I wanted to spend some time with him and maybe watch a movie or play a game together. So, I went to his room and opened the door. What I saw made my jaw drop to the floor. He was lying on his bed with his sweatpants around his ankles feverishly stroking his cock. At first, he did not notice I had opened the door since his bed was facing away from me. I just stood there in the doorway as he pounded away at his impressive dick. It looked to be above average in length, maybe 7-8 inches, and was cut with a beautiful pink mushroom-shaped head. I could see his pre-cum leaking out as he continued to stroke himself and fondle his very full balls. His soft whimpers and moans filled my ears before I finally snapped back to reality and remembered anyone passing in the hallway could see me staring at him in the open doorway.

Forgive (m)e (f)ather, for I have sinned… Pt 1.

Not a bone in Gwen’s body was religious at all. Organized religion went against everything she knew and felt, however, somehow her mother had dragged her to a midnight mass on Christmas eve. *Why am I here… I’m never agreeing to this again…* She pouted as she thought about her netflix and wine waiting at home, while mother sat beside her blissfully unaware. The room began to fall silent as a man took his place behind the podium. He had wide shoulders under his robe, salt and pepper hair and a stubbly face. *At least I get to look at something appealing while I listen to this droll…* He began mass by leading the congregation in prayer. That was where Gwen began to tune out. She tuned back in while the choir was singing. They were amazing and brought tears to her eyes. *Ok fine, it’s not totally horrible…*

Sister-in-law panty confessions

I’ve been dying to share this story for years.

It all started while I was sitting with my then-wife on the couch at her mother’s house. Her mother and her sister lived together and we spent a lot of time with the both of them, sometimes sleeping over.

One morning, after my sister-in-law, Carianne, took her shower, she was sitting on the reclining chair in her purple bathrobe. The robe was open and, well, let’s start by saying that I had a nice view.

Carianne was about 37 and big. About 275 pounds big would be my guess, but she was sexy. I can’t really describe it more accurately, but she was very sexy. About 5 foot 6 or so with big breasts and big legs. And she acted very conservative, being from a church-going family. I never bought it — I thought she was wild and dirty like her sister, but she never let on if she was.

So my wife and I are sitting across from the recliner on the loveseat when my wife, who never minced words, said to her sister: “Any chance you might close your legs so my husband doesn’t have to get a full view?”

[MF] Unexpected Roadhead – Superior Wisconsin

This story happened to me when I was in college. I was visiting my parents in Duluth, and went out to a notorious club called Stargate across the border in Wisconsin. I went alone. Had an open relationship with my GF at the time, and was feeling bored and horny.

I paid my cover and went in, wandering about the dance floor for a while, trying to hit on a couple of young ladies before deciding to check out the upstairs. There, I noticed a beautiful woman dancing alone near the railing. I approached her, and made eye contact, before asking if 1) I could buy her a drink and 2) if she wanted to dance. She was down for both of these things, so I ran to the bar. Being a college aged dirtbag with poor money management skills, I wasn’t even sure if my debit card would work to order the drinks, but I gave it a shot. She wanted brandy (and I’m not going to buzz market the particular brand). Once my card was run successfully, I came over and brought her a drink.

I Taught Her How to Masturbate [FF]

This story is about my college friend who confided in me, she had never masturbated before. I, being the best friend ever, had to show her what she was missing out on.

I masturbate daily and when she first told me she had never touched her self until orgasm I was shocked. We both left a super religious environments to a free one. That bonded us together from the start. We both hid in our dorms the first few nights fearing what Sodom and Gomorrah would be like. She seemed to be more stressed about being social than our school work. I tried lightening her mood by joking a bit.

“Listen, we don’t have to go party and fuck guys. We can easily fuck ourselves and get to hell that way”

She snorted and confess “I guess I’m not going to Hell. I still have done either,”

“We both haven’t! Sure, college has its books but it’s about adult life. Parties and fucking boys are still on my list”

“No, I mean I’ve never touched myself”

“Excuse me?”

By this time “Sara” was looking at her reflection through her hanging mirror. I saw she was serious.

Cadence of Noon [MF] [Fiction] [High Fantasy]

The sun was high in the sky over the peninsular city of Trost. The granite white walls of stone surrounding the grandest bazaar market in the human kingdoms, protecting it from the shoreline just beyond. The city streets hustled and bustled with people going from shop top shop, returning from their sprees with spoils they had not expected. Hundreds of inns packed to the max capacity.

Guard patrols, as such on the during the great bazaar’s stay in the city, an annual festival of mercantilism across the kingdoms of humanity on Avalon, were doubled, patrolling the streets and keeping their eyes peeled for thieves and troublemakers. Still, amongst all the busyness, there was merriment, as when coin purses jingled that drew more than just shrewd merchants and petty thieves.

Bards of all kinds, traveling troupes, circus performers, dancers of all styles, were peddling their services alongside the street merchants, dancing and singing and playing instruments and performing daring feats for a share of the coin that was being tossed around.

But one bard had his own agenda.

Pokegirls, Quickie! (Calem and Serena) [MF] [Toys] [Public] [Mdom] [Fsub] [Mast] [Oral] [Shower Sex] [Deepthroat] [Throatpie] [Anal Sex] [Creampie] [Preg?]

“Thank you Rhogges!” I heard her shout through the screen as she peeled off her mask.

I heard the crowd screaming and cheering, “Serena!”, ” We love you, Serena!”

I guess I should introduce myself, I’m Calem, the person performing on stage just now was the one and only “Contest Queen Serena”, my girlfriend.

I smirked at the monitor, twiddling with the remote in my hands as the crowd screamed intensely. Serena winked at the crowd and slipped back on her pink medieval opera mask, sending out her Sylveon.

This region had the weirdest contest traditions, instead of having regular performances for each participant, they had them perform almost all at once in dance routines and a move showcase. They even made everyone have to wear a mask and come up with a fake name for themselves.

As Serena started to turn back and walk back into the curtains, I quickly pressed the “up” button on my remote, the screen now flashing “01”.

I watched as my dear Serena stiffened up in her tracks, stopping for a moment before sashaying into the backstage.

“This will be fun…” I mumbled.