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DOUBLE TEAMED BY IRISH SISTERS [mff] [threesome] [oral] [mast] [squirt] [facefuck] [swallow] [facial]

I actually cannot believe this happened. I work mornings in a neighborhood coffee shop as a cashier. Mallory comes in every day for her morning latte. Honestly, she’s the reason I haven’t asked to work a different shift. She’s stunning. Irish. Red hair, petit. She is the dream. She wears this skimpy sundresses with black flip flops and carries this bohemian looking purse around with her. She’s casual and carefree, as far as I can tell.

Usually, we chat briefly while she waits for her coffee. I’ve never had the courage to ask her out, even though literally everyone thinks she’s also interested in me.

Well, two days ago, she had company. Another Irish redhead, also wearing a sundress and flip flops.

“This is my sister,” she said. “Caitlyn.”

“Nice to meet you,” I said. “Visiting from Ireland?”

“I am,” she said as we shook hands.

“Well, then, coffee is on me today. Welcome to Florida.”

“Free coffee,” Caitlyn said. “I already like this place.”

While she was sleeping [MF] [MAST]

Today was not unlike any other day. Got up went to work. Got my ass handed to me by my job. Missed lunch and got off late. During my hour commute I kept getting held up by dumbassery and a state trooper that sat right off my left side for 10 miles turned it into 1.5 hours.

By the time I got home I just wanted to eat and try to get laid. Not too much to ask. I spent the whole day getting fucked I figured it was my turn. I go into the house and greet my wife who immediately tells me she feels like crap.

Awesome right? Shot down before I even tried. So I helped her finish dinner, ate, took a shower and off to bed. We laid there as she recapped her day. I tried to act interested. I was really waiting for the little pill she took to take effect. Once she was out I had the night to myself.

I am an insomniac. I sleep maybe 3 to 4 hours a night and can function for weeks like that. At night I watch what I want and quite often I watch porn on my phone and Jack off. Read more »

Casting About: Part 2 [MF][Oral][Mast][ENF][Reluc][Exh][Voy]

**Casting About: Part 2**

A little more action this time. In case it’s not obvious, the start of the chapter title indicates who is ‘speaking’. Enjoy.

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**Darling flubs being a slimy producer**

My first couple of days were not that successful. Apparently, I wasn’t very good at being skeezy. I came off as too earnest, too real, too…*nice*. I had some decent actors pass through, some of the women really knocked my socks off with their readings of my terrible fake script. A couple of the actresses actually got completely nude for the Menisla scenes unprompted…method acting, I guess. I also got two blow jobs—also unprompted—a handy while we reviewed a woman’s test footage, *and* a good fucking as I bent a blonde over the conference table if I promised, *really* promised, to give her a callback. Read more »

Casting About: Part 1 [MF][Mast][ENF][Exh]

**Casting About: Part 1**

Note: Original post was removed due to a link to Wikipedia (go figure).

I started writing this after reading Robert Evans’s The Kid Stays in the Picture. It’s slow to start (sex-wise), but I’m pretty sure from the first chapter title, you can tell it’s not going to stay PG forever.

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**Darling Starts a Porn Company**

The thing about fame is that it attracts all sorts, the eager and the hesitant looking to push their limits, the smart and the naïve, the good and the bad. Fame attracts them all, and it doesn’t really care about the wants or needs of anyone. I was a failed actor, so I knew all about this. I’d been on dozens of TV shows over the years, mostly playing “Clean-Cut College Student #3” or some other *totally* fleshed out role, and I’d even headlined a few pilots that never made it past a test audience. I knew the business, production, development, distribution. I knew fame just enough to know it avoided me like the plague. I knew that to be on the other side of the camera, to make it big that way, you need to have contacts that only fame could provide, which of course I didn’t have. Read more »

Our First Time Meeting… [FM] [Masturbation] [Oral] [Rough Sex] [Cum]

It’s happening, it’s finally happening. Months of anticipation building up to this moment… I can feel my heart thudding through my chest as if it’s trying to break free, my breath becoming staggered at the thought of what’s to come, what’s just around the corner. My hands grip tightly at the steering wheel and my thighs tense up, trembling in excitement and longing. I can’t wait to reach my destination. Will he be there waiting for me? Or will I be the first to arrive at our room? My mind buzzes, wandering over all of the possibilities that tonight can bring.

“Just keep driving, Em. Stop getting worked up and distracted by excitement. Focus!” I scold at myself, pulling myself out of my own daydream.

My breathing becomes increasingly staggered as I pull into the hotel car park and find a space. As soon as the car engine stops, I’m looking in the mirror. I fluff my thick, shiny hair to look sexy-messy, pinch my cheeks so they’re a rosy innocent red and apply a thin layer of lipgloss to make my plump lips inviting. Just as I start to gather my overnight bag which is on the seat next to me, my phone pings. I glance over nonchalantly and unaware, my heart races as I see his name, and my stomach tenses. Is he here? I unlock my phone and open his message. Read more »

Who wants to make me beg to cum? [MF] [oral] [mast]

I laugh as you drag me over to you. You slap my ass to make me moan. You pull me onto your lap, kissing me hungrily. I nibble on your neck and shoulder. You can feel how wet I am from our earlier play. Grab my ass roughly, pulling me tight against you. You lay me down and get on top of me. You kiss and lick your way down my neck to my breasts. You tease me by flicking my nipples with your tongue. You mark up my breasts with your teeth and lips, making me moan and arch my back. You mark up my shoulders too, enjoying the fact that I won’t be able to wear certain things until my bruises fade. You mark up my inner thighs too, just for fun. I’m getting frustrated that you haven’t touched me now that I’m soaked. You slide a couple pillows under my ass and I lock my legs around your hips. You pound into me, groaning from how tight and wet I am. I stretch my arms out behind me as my hips match your thrusts. I moan that I want it harder and you comply. My legs tighten around you, pressing you deeper. You stop for a second knowing that I’m close. Please, I moan, arching my body and clenching my legs. You start fucking me hard again, getting me close. You stop again. When you start up again, you tell me to touch myself but I’m not allowed to cum yet. I moan loudly, excitedly. I touch myself slowly at first, then I can’t help myself. I moan your name, begging you to let me cum. You stop again, grabbing my hand. You start going in and out slowly, enjoying me surrounding you. I can’t wait to cum all over your tits, you tell me. I moan, begging you to do that. You slide out of me, stroking you big hard throbbing cock with your hand. I’m watching you, licking my lips. I tell you to cum for me, and you do. Splashing my tits with your hot cum. You groan as you cum, loving the view. You ready to cum for me you dirty slut? You ask, kissing my inner thighs. I moan my reply. You tongue fuck me roughly, holding my hips in place. Cum for me you demand as you tongue flicks over my clit. I do, loudly, my hips and legs shaking from the intensity. Good girl you praise.

[MM] Gymrats

Gymrats
Collaborative fiction by u/__purpleisafruit__ and u/MrCuddlefish

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*P*

All the pics on my profile were taken late at night, in a very quiet 24 hour gym, in the very public changing rooms!

I’m always pretty relaxed at that time since no one is ever there, so that’s why I decided to do a photo shoot!

You have just got to the gym, expecting it to be empty also, and walk in to the changing room and begin getting undressed.

Then you notice me, fully nude, taking pics of myself round the corner.

Tell me what you’d do in that scenario (and what picture I’m taking)

;)

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*M*

I’m feeling pretty good – just finished up a run and the blood’s flowing all over. I feel loose, carefree… nothing on my mind. I head into the locker room for a shower. At this hour, the place is usually empty, so it’s a good time to just take a little pleasure in being slow. The shower’s hot… takes a little while at first, but once it warms up it feels so good to stretch out. I soap up good, make sure to run a finger over the rubbery bits of my rectum … and okay, maybe just slide it in a few times. God, it sends a jolt right to my cock, and for the briefest moment I’m hard… but this is a public place. There could be other guys here, after all. The finger slips out, and my cock softens. Patience… there’ll be time at home. Read more »

Satiated [Teacher/Student, age play, sexual tension] Part One

Nicholas Kennedy always thought of himself as a good man. He brought himself up out of the poverty his parents had borne him into. He worked for his education, became well-spoken and well-dressed, obtained his PhD in mathematics. He was, for all intents and purposes, a successful man. He had a beautiful wife who was now pregnant with their first child after years of trying. He had a good life, or so that’s what he tried to remind himself when he felt the impact of simplicity and repetition every morning. He was living the Amercan Dream, he told himself. He was wealthy, attractive, had a large house, a nice car, started a family. He should be content.

But if he was honest with himself, he wasn’t content. Lakewood High seemed insistent on increasing his work load, he worked increasingly longer and longer hours every week. His wife, Sarah, would argue with him constantly when he was home. He was tired and not getting enough sleep. And now that she was pregnant and neurotic, Sarah wouldn’t so much as touch him, let alone have sex with him. Read more »

The Eye of the Beholder – Chapter 1 [MF][Masturbation]

**If you’re not into reading a long story and just want to get straight to the action then this might not be for you. **

Chapter 1

Jay walked down the street in the darkening sunset with all the approachability of a brick wall. He was staring out the ground, his dirty blonde hair long enough to hang in front of his face. Combined with the headphones blaring music into his ears his appearance practically screamed “Leave me alone!”. Aside from his unapproachability Jay was anything but extraordinary, he was just shorter than average, 24 and was slim without seeming skeletal: a perfectly average looking young man to the casual observer. Personally, Jay liked it that way, not sticking out was a relief where someone can get on with their own business and not be stared at, nor interrupted. He stared at the reflective black screen of his phone and looked at the slightly distorted reflection of himself, frowning. He had never had a particularly chiseled face and puberty hadn’t rectified it for him, he had a button nose, mouth with lips that were slightly too large, rosy cheeks and long lashes that covered a pair of blue-grey eyes. Overall, a young-looking face that couldn’t grow a proper beard, definitely not the appearance of the masculine hunk he had been hoping for when he was younger. Nevertheless, he wasn’t unattractive however his insecurities and unapproachability contributed to a social isolation that was almost entirely self-imposed. That said, Jay enjoyed his own company and amused himself watching the spontaneity of others online, daydreaming of imitating their creations himself. Read more »