A couple of weeks had passed and he had been fucking Penny, the hot young temp from work, on the regular. She was so eager to fuck all the time that he thought he might be addicted to her. When he was with her, he was rock hard the whole time and all he could think about was pleasing her. When they weren’t together, they were exchanging sexts, nude Snaps, and even had masturbated together on FaceTime. This particular night Penny was coming to his house, which she usually did since she shared an apartment with three other girls, and it was their one-month fuckiversary. He didn’t know if she’d know, so he played it cool and made some salads and steaks, grabbed a 6-pack of beer and changed his sheets. It would be a little more than their normal (his place plus beer and some making out on the couch before heading to the bedroom/shower/kitchen floor/back porch/etc) but it didn’t completely have a date feel. They’d never talked about going on an actual date.
Tag: Masturbation
Force in Balance, Part 3 [sci-fi, MF, Fdom, anal, mast, oral, tf] (Star Wars)
*Hey, this is Part 3 of my story inspired by a prompt on /r/DirtyWritingPrompts! I’ll link to parts 1 and 2 in the comments since links aren’t allowed in the description. I’m working on Part 4 right now, which will likely be the final chapter. Enjoy!*
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Darth Makhet led the way back inside, Rinn close behind her. Makhet strolled casually through the section of the dormitory that the droids had made up for them. She continued past the lounge and dining area to the two bedrooms, peeking first into one, then the other. Evidently settling on the first one, she doubled back, grabbing hold of Rinn’s erection as she walked past him. With a firm grip she towed him to the large bed, neatly made with minimalist white dressings and lit through a slatted skylight.
She stopped at the head of the bed, guiding Rinn to sit with his back against the pillows along the wall. He did so in almost quivering eagerness, looking over at her, his hands running over her hips and ass as he forced himself to be patient. But Makhet stayed standing beside the bed, her eyelids falling as she laid her hands on his temples, deep in concentration.
You don’t have a Carla in your life? Part IV. [MMF] [mast] [DP] [oral]
Part IV in this series. You probably want to read parts 1-3 first.
* Part 1: /r/sexystories/comments/8vd5oq/you_dont_have_a_carla_in_your_life_sucks_to_be/
* Part 2: /r/sexystories/comments/8wacwm/you_dont_have_a_carla_in_your_life_part_ii_str8/
* Part 3: /r/sexystories/comments/8x0jxl/you_dont_have_a_carla_in_your_life_part_iii_str8/
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So, people have been asking me about Mick. If you recall, the story so far is that he was in a relationship with Carla, and then I stole her from him. It cut-up both me and Carla when she broke-up with him, and yeah, he didn’t talk to either of us for a few weeks. I’d lost one of my best friends. He’d lost Carla and me, I guess. And Carla felt like the worst bitch ever to have existed.
But things did get better. As Carla has explained, we got back in touch and eventually we began to involve him and his eight-inch cock in our sex life in threesomes—and some other escapades. And it turned out he can be kinky as fuck.
To illustrate this, here’s an email I sent him from work a few days ago about a fun thing that happened (although Carla didn’t think so at the time). I’ve had to delete some identifying details.
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MFF- Bow to the Cuck Queen [Str8-Les], [Ebony], [Cuckqueen], [Cumplay], [Voy]
Bow to the Cuck Queen
I still don’t know what had gotten into me. Maybe it was the heat or maybe it was my biology ticking the right time of the month. I was horny and I was hot to get laid. I am fundamentally bad at picking up guys and though I know it’s often a sellers market out there when it comes to women looking to get laid I still knew I would struggle. I don’t trust those phone apps and It was a little early in the day to troll the clubs. The local bar would have to do. It was early happy hour and the executives and would surely be drinking themselves into a horny stupor before dinner time.
I have had limited luck with them before. A few times I got to the point of being ready to take them home to my place only to see the telltale ring shaped imprint on their finger just in time. I am not going to wrong some trusting woman. Aside from being something I would feel awful about, it’s also a dangerous game to play. I politely let them down and tell them to satisfy their blue balls on the person for whom they shared their ring with. I like to think I helped some marriages that way but who was I kidding they probably went after the next piece of tail that walked their way.
Rekindling a high school fling leads to the best blowjob of my life. [MF] [Long] [Cum Fetish] [Mutual Masturbation]
We went to highschool together, and worked together our senior year. We hung out outside of school a couple times, and kissed/ made out, and would dry hump a bit, but it never went farther than that.
She was short. Like 5’2”, and very petite. She had dark skin, brown eyes, dark brown hair, a firm plump little ass, and nice little B cup tits. She was fucking hot, and seemed very innocent.
She went to college, I started my career, and we went our separate ways after that summer.
Four years later I find myself single, and see she’s back in town on summer break from college.
I get ahold of her, and we hit it off right away, just like old times.
I invite her over for dinner and drinks, and she happily agrees.
She shows up at my house, and looks fantastic. She’s gained a couple of pounds, right where she needed to. Her ass and tits are bigger than before, and she has a great figure.
We eat dinner, sit down on the couch to talk for a bit, then start a movie.
She instantly grabs a blanket, and cuddles with me.
The chemistry is electric, and the tension is thick.
We sit that way for a bit, and our hands start to caress over one another. My hand is halfway up her shirt, when she spins towards me, and we begin to make out.
She’s always been a great kisser, and her tongue is going crazy amongst mine.
I go to reposition, and she surprises me by getting on top and straddling me. She starts to grind on me, and I feel her reach down and squeeze my cock through my jeans. She pulls back to look at me, then smiles, and does it again.
I reach up and grab ahold of her tits.
“Where ya headed there, huh?” I ask, sarcastically.
“I’m not sure. How about you?” She says, in a sexy raspy voice.
“Somewhere more comfortable.” I reply, as I wrap my arms around her, and stand up.
She laughed while hanging from me, as I walked the both of us down to my bedroom. Her little 5’2” frame dangling from my 6’4” body barely made it tough to maneuver both of us into the room, where I threw her onto the bed.
She instantly pulled off her shirt, and layed there in a satin black bra, with her perky little tits peeking out the top.
Just when I went to lean over her, she pulled off my shirt, and I could tell she wasn’t wasting any time.
She sat up, and unbuttoned my pants, pulling them down as soon as she could. My hard cock came flying out, and she grabbed ahold of it instantly. Before I knew it, her lips were around me, and I could barely keep moving while she sucked me up and down.
It was all I could do to get her bra off, which she helped with, but never broke from sucking and stroking me.
Her tits were perfect. Nice and round and perky, with little brown nipples.
I pulled away, and got my jeans off all the way finally. I reached for her zipper, which she almost hesitated with at first, then decided to let me undo.
She was in a black lace thong, and her ass looked incredible in it.
I pulled everything off, and was surprised to see a cute little bush over her pussy. She trimmed a bit, but it was a change from the clean shaven ones I’m so used to.
I sat on the bed, and pulled her towards me. She straddled me again, and leaned up to kiss me. We began to make out again, and I reached behind her to feel her wet hairy pussy. She spread her legs wide, and let me slip my fingers right in.
She moaned softly, which got louder and louder, and before I knew it she was crawling up me, to give me a better angle on finger banging her from behind.
She was absolutely soaked, and I could literally hear her juices as I fingered her pussy.
“Don’t stop! Oh My God!” She yelled, as I picked up the pace even more.
All the sudden, I could her the wetness of her pussy even more, and her arms almost buckled over me.
“FUCK YES! DONT STOP!” She screamed.
I felt her body quiver, which was followed by a warm sensation on my stomach.
I never let up, and kept feeling her release more and more warm cum all over me.
I had no idea she was a squirter, but I loved it.
I pulled my hand out of her, and tried to position myself to slide my cock into her.
“ I can’t.” She said, trying to catch her breath.
“That’s cool”. I said, acting like I wasn’t disappointed.
“I’m sorry, it’s stupid. I just can’t.”
“”No worries. I just figured you’d be down”.
“I would be, it’s just that I’ve already gone too far tonight, and I should feel bad as it is.”
“Well, if we’re not going forwards, no reason we can backtrack, right?!” I said, looking down at my throbbing dick.
“Haha, yeah. I guess not.” She said, as she slinked back down to wrap her lips around me.
“I exhaled right as she started, and she pulled her mouth of me to stroke me for a second.
“Mmm, I cant wait to make you cum in my mouth.” She said. Her saying that turned me on even more, and I almost couldn’t prepare for how she handled my cock afterwards.
She got on all fours, and went to town on me. Her tongue hit every nerve I have, and I couldn’t stop being tensed up in pleasure. She moved fast, and took all of me down her throat.
As I neared climax, she could tell, and rubbed my balls with one hand.
I went to pull away, but she kept me close, and never stopped her pace as I unloaded one cumshot after the next into her mouth.
She moaned while still sucking my dick, then reached down and started rubbing her clit. I finally stopped pumping cum out, but my dick kept throbbing while she sucked me after my orgasm.
She pulled her mouth off of me, and moaned out loud.
“Fuck yes! She said, as she licked her fingers above me. I grabbed her thighs, and pulled her all the way on top of me.
She sat up on top of me, and straddled me, placing her soaked warm pussy right near my beat red, still hard cock.
She looked at me intensely, and moved her hips back to slide her pussy lips from the tip of my dick, down to the bottom, then back up, never actually putting me inside.
She ground herself back and fourth a few more times, before exhaling hard, and grabbing ahold of y chest with her nails.
I felt a warm rush as she came all over my cock, and squirted all over me again.
It was hands down the best blowjob I’d ever had. I even told her that.
We never hooked up again, because she apparently had a boyfriend back in college. It was still a great night for us, though.
[FM] My Time as a Whore in Japan, Part 3: My Favorite Night
Hi again! Sorry it’s been so long since the last time I wrote – life’s been a bit busy for me. I really also appreciate the people here for their feedback and the conversations I’ve been having with people. It’s really a lot of fun and (for the most part) people are so supportive!
If you haven’t read the first part of the story, it might not make sense. So you can read it [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8qt8xc/fm_my_time_as_a_whore_in_japan_pt_1/)!
On with the story!
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The next “client” took a while to be arranged. After my second time, schoolwork got busy and I actually had to put whoring off to the side for a while. After experiencing something so exciting in a short amount of time, though, I couldn’t shake off my horniness – it also may have been thanks to the stress of schoolwork. This was around the time when I bought myself a vibrator (which took a surprising amount of effort in Japan) and spent a lot of nights myself masturbating while reading stories here and occasionally jumping into a text-only chatroom.
[Mf] [nc] [taboo] Finally putting an end to my niece’s baiting
“I’m home, babe.” I announce after an especially long day at work.
Silence. No reply from my wife. But then I hear bare footsteps patter from the bedroom opposite mine, and a chirpy, youthful voice.
“She’s still at work Uncle Jay, they were short staffed and she’s doing the full day now.”
*So, another evening with my wife’s niece, Safi*
“Oh right. So we’ll have to sort dinner again, then.” I said with a sigh. “Day off today, Safi?”
Safi came to stay with us around 6 months ago from Egypt, studying Economics and Politics at one of the UK’s top Universities. My wife and I were more than happy to share our home. Her mother – my sister in law – was very hospitable when we went to visit last year, and her and my wife are very close. She wasn’t too comfortable with her eldest daughter going off to a western country and living among strangers, no matter how prestigious the University is. So naturally, my wife provided a solution best for everyone. Safi would live with us during term time to allow her to settle in to the country, at least for the first year of study. My sister in law was overjoyed, bless her, and Safi has been a perfectly pleasant guest since.
[MF] My first older woman. PT 1
When I was younger, I worked for a construction company that built offices, schools, and other professional buildings. The job was a tough one. Full of long days, heavy lifting, and unpleasant people. One job, however, gave me a very very nice incentive to keep up the good work.
We were finishing up a doctor’s office. It was so close to being done that the doctor had sent some staff over to start getting the office furniture, files, and whatever else set up. One of these women was named Melody, and she was lovely. A good 25 years older than I was at the time, but she was tall, fit, and extremely easy to talk to. She had taken care of herself and was quite beautiful. And she seemed like she was into me.
[MF] The Darling slut of New Orleans
Apparently I have a type – kinky, bratty and slutty.
Back in February I knew I might be heading to New Orleans for a business trip. I starting looking around for someone fun to play with. I found Darling’s profile, and knew it was something special. She was a true slut and a lover of cum.
We started flirting online and she nearly shut me down. She had zero interest in flirting unless it was going to lead to something. Eventually I locked down a date for my work trip, and we heated up our exchange.
It got to the point that whenever I saw an alert saying, “Picture message from Darling,” I knew it was going to be her tits or ass or incredibly perfect pussy. I got so used to this that when she sent me a meme I chastised her for not also sending me a pic of her tits.
She remembered this, and purposely sent me another meme a couple days later. As a brat, she made sure to brag about breaking this “tit rule.” I almost let her off the hook, as it was a funny post about foisting. But she made it clear she needed to be punished for it, and I was flying in the next day.
The Mirror [FM] [Voyeurism] [Exhibitionism] [Masturbation] [Fiction]
The alarm on my phone rings to let me know it’s 6:55 in the morning and I know exactly what that means, you’ve just finished your workout and are getting ready to take your morning shower. I slide into the little closet next to your bathroom, making sure that the room behind me is completely dark so that I can see you without you seeing me. Within minutes, like every day, you walk in, bouncing, with little beads of sweat on your forehead and chest, your tank top soaked in your sweat. Your shorts being stripped off as you walk into the bathroom. You look into the mirror, looking me directly in the eyes, if you knew I was there.
“Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who’s the fairest bitch of them all?” you ask, a quick giggle passes your lips as you look into the mirror.
This little habit of yours makes me smile every morning. The sultry voice you try to slip into, a little deeper than your standard voice, a little slower pace than you normally speak, makes me grin as I know you are realizing how it would sound to anyone else. You stand on your tip toes as you finish asking, examining your body. Your skin glistening, turning your arms over, looking at the various muscles and how they look with shine of the sweat.