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Us watching porn with an old friend from college is all fun and games…(MF/FF, lesbian, cream pie, masturbation)

What started out as a joke ended up being the three of us sitting in the living room looking up each other’s favorite porn video on the tv. We were staying with our friend from college when we somehow got on the topic of what turned us on. Our friend Samantha surprised us by telling us she was really into watching porn, doing almost nightly.

She hooked her computer up to the tv and opened a catalogue of folders she had saved, letting us browse her library. Hopping from folder to folder, watching snippets of everything from step sibling porn to solo videos of guys and girls, you clicked on one folder named ‘Sam.’ She gasped as she realized that her own pictures and videos were now spread across the huge screen.

“No no no, those aren’t for you!” She laughed and attempted to take the laptop back from you as you held it out of reach and scrolled through the folder, opening them as you went. I watched with my mouth open as I saw Samantha bare her entire body before our eyes. She finally gave up what little fight she had been giving and let us explore her private album. Shots of her in mirrors, laying on her bed, tanning topless, every sort of angle I could imagine was there. Read more »

Sea change (or how I mended my broken heart) [MMF], [threesome], [oral]

Just a little note before I begin. I wrote this on my phone, over the space of two night shifts. I get it’s not perfect and lacks balance. It’s very very difficult to proof read or draft under those conditions. I’m a horrible perfectionist so I apologise in advance for any spelling/grammar issues or any double words and sentences that don’t make sense.

I hope it’s still enjoyable.

Please feel free to DM me if you find anything that could be edited and I’ll fix it up. Please be nice about it though and tell me if you liked my story. Flattery will get you everywhere.

Likewise, if you enjoyed it and just wanna give some feedback DM me or in the comments. x L

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I couldn’t say which of them I noticed first. To tell the truth I’d only ever seen them together. They were one of those couples who seemed to not only be close physically but also really good friends. I’d moved recently from the city to the coast. To a small town right on the beach. It’s famous for surfing, cycling, running, walking and yoga. Something to do with the magnificent clean ocean, pristine forests and open skies. Everyone has a dog. Read more »

[OC] [MF] University Lab Partner Watches Me Cum – lesbian|masturbation

I spent my first year of undergrad at the University of Texas in Austin. First semester, my lab partner in Biology 1010 was a willowy raven-haired half-Native American girl named Malia.

She was smart, kind, exotic and sexy. She lived off campus and I lived in the dorms for scholarship kids so we would study in my room. After a couple of weeks of studying, we had become pretty close friends.

I was beginning to fall for her. She used to wear low rise boot cut jeans slung down on her hips over tank top bodysuits pulled up high so a tiny bit of skin showed. She had long legs and small but firm tits. I was pretty sure she felt the same. We shared personal stories about our pasts, talked about music, film, art and she shared her native culture with me.

She told me that her tribe had an exemption to possess marijuana (I don’t think this was true, but I believed it then, maybe because it was convenient). We would occasionally smoke in my dorm and after studying for our first exam she lit up a joint and we passed it. Read more »

The Camgirl Part I: The Roommate [F] [M] [Str8] [exh] [voy] [mast]

I: Liam

Liam Greyson looked around as he entered his girlfriend’s apartment, “Hello? Marie?”

No one answered. Maybe she’s in the shower or something.

Closing the door behind him, Liam looked around. Marie’s place was incredible—way nicer than any of the freshman dorms! She had her own kitchen—well, she and her roommates did at least—and it looked like each one of them had their own room. Why had she never invited him here before?

With a sigh, Liam took out his phone to send Marie a text. She had told him the door would be unlocked, but he had assumed that was because she—or someone, at least—would be here.

“Hello?”

Liam looked up at the sound of the perky, feminine voice, and almost dropped his phone. Standing in the doorway of one of the rooms was the reason Marie had never invited him over before.

The girl’s pale skin set off her long mane of radiant, deep blue hair and matching eyes outlined by black eyeliner. She wore only knee-highs an over-sized hoodie that went down to the middle of her toned thighs. A hoodie that Liam knew hid a slim, fit body with a small, nicely rounded ass, and incredibly perky breasts. He assumed this was one of Marie’s roommates, and though he had never met the girl before, Liam had jacked off to her—most recently—two nights ago. Read more »

Peeping Molly [FF] [voyeur] [mast]

**Summary**: To everyone around her, Molly’s identity as a lesbian is a secret – this definitely includes her sexy college roommate who she secretly lusts after. One evening, Molly finds an irresistible opportunity to indulge her obsession, and she’s willing to risk her secret to seize the moment…

Feedback welcome. Thanks for reading.

 

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“What about this one, you guys?” Talia asked, posing coquettishly.

She had appeared in the living room wearing shorts and a tee that were both drastically short, even for late summer. The shirt was a black cutoff from Forever 21 with the words *looking for trouble* printed in blood red. It bloomed as she twirled, and her fit, tight bellybutton peeking out from beneath the hem seemed to hint that if you were to only look underneath, you’d find lots of smooth, soft trouble.

The jean shorts were tight and cute and had that perfect, hard-to-find deep shade of blue – that is, what little fabric they had. They fit more like yoga pants with the legs cut short, the chopped ends rolled so high that a seam of Talia’s butt cleavage drew a clearly visible line across her thigh, like an arrow pointing out which dark alleyway to go down. Read more »

Illicit (MF, infidelity)

It takes all of sixty seconds.

I park my car next to yours in my driveway, and turn off the music. Silence reigns for a moment when I shut off the engine. Then a rush of sound and scent as I grab my briefcase, and open the car door. The summer sounds – a whirring maelstrom of cicadas, chirping birds and wind rushing through the branches of the oaks. The ticking sound from your SUV’s cooling engine lets me know you arrived only moments before me. As I pass your car, I glance inside at the contents. CDs, scrunchies. Sunglasses and a compact umbrella. I take in everything, feel the glancing familiarity that comes with knowing one has seen something before. It isn’t the clarity that comes with daily routine. I’ve only been in your car a few times – and whenever I’m in it, we’re usually busy fucking each other’s brains out. Read more »

Mutual masturbation (pt 2) f4M age gap- stepdad

I don’t know if I ever considered where our behavior might lead

It was just a free and easy practice of achieving orgasm and really nothing more. Oh, yes, I’ve been told by therapists and strangers alike that he was grooming me all along. Perhaps, but if that were the case then I’d have to declare that not only was Gary an excellent lover he must have been the most patient person on the planet. Not once did he pressure me to do anything. Not once did he request, demand, or force me to do anything I might be uncomfortable with. If he was grooming me then I have to give credit to his mastery. And a master he was. My master. Read more »

FATHER’S DAY THROAT FUCK [brutal] [facefuck] [sloppy] [facial] [mast] [squirt]

Jeremy liked to be used. He liked the idea of having his orgasms withheld for days or even weeks while his wife barked out sexual orders to him. He was at her service and lived truly by the cliche happy wife, happy life motto. No matter where they were, no matter what they were doing, if she turned to him and said, “Make me cum,” he jumped to work. It was always one sided. And he loved it. Fingering her in the movie theatre or going down on her in the kitchen when the kids took the dog around the block.

He loved hoisting her up on the kitchen island, spreading her legs and sucking her clit until she came. And then, minutes later, the kids would rush in as if nothing had happened, his face wet from her pussy juices. He’d dip into the bathroom to wash his face and then they’d smirk at each other all evening.

Of course, she would take care of him, too. In fact, she wanted to fuck him more frequently than they did — but that was part of his kink. Being withheld. He would all but cum his pants from excitement when he would ask her and she would decline him and wag her finger ‘no’ while doing something provocative like deep throat a popsicle. Read more »

JUST ONE THING … I’M NOT GOING TO FUCK YOU [stoned sex] [mast] [oral] [facial]

Ronnie and Joe were old camp friends. He hadn’t seen or talked much with her in over a decade, but suddenly, she found herself being relocated to Boulder. She knew nobody … except for Joe, who had recently moved there himself. And so, she sent him a message via Facebook and asked if they could catch up.

The reunion was mostly unremarkable. They got sushi. They had a few drinks. The conversation was awkward. A few camp memories. A little small talk about the weather and legal pot. And then, they talked about her work. If this had been a date, there would not be a second one. But Joe felt bad for Ronnie. She was new to town and didn’t know anyone.

After dinner, they walked to their cars. They said they’d get together soon, but honestly, he didn’t care one way or the other. A month passed and then another and gradually, Joe kind of forgot about Ronnie. But by the look of things, at least via social media, she was adjusting.

“Do you think this girl is cute?” Ronnie asked via text. A photo appeared. The woman was not cute. He answered honestly: “No. Why? Who is she?” Read more »