[M22/F22] Having Sex With My Wife For The First Time

My wife and I had been seeing each other for a couple months in college before we actually had sex for the first time. She was finishing school and I was a senior in college so at this point, we were starting to take things more seriously instead of little flings here and there. I had known her for a few years before we actually started talking and once we did start talking, I think we both realized that there was something special between us that we didn’t want to rush or ruin.

Anyways, fast forward a couple months into us starting to talk. Like I said, we were both taking everything seriously and had pretty much decided that the next time we hung out that we were going to take the next step. It was nice having it somewhat planned out so that neither of us were surprised and could both mentally prepare.

Stories for my mom

Lucy sat at the computer reading, engrossed in the document she had come across. Under normal circumstances, she may not have given it a second glance, but the name of the file had caught her attention. “My Mother, My Lover” sounded intriguing, and curiosity had got the better of her. It was a pdf file, hidden in plain sight amongst the other shortcuts on the desktop, so many that it now took her ages to search through them all to find the one she wanted and would have been quicker just to go straight to the program index. She had stumbled on it purely by accident while scrolling.

Her eyes had skipped past it and then returned as her brain processed its name, wondering what the document contained. Opened, it appeared to be a story and Lucy had started reading, momentarily forgetting what she had initially been about to do.

It had only taken her thirty minutes to complete the story which covered about twenty-five pages and at the end of it, she had felt breathless and if she had dared to admit it, slightly aroused. It had been about a mother and son, a daring story of love and incest, the sex scenes graphic in their descriptions. The story had been erotic, her body responding to the words and making her feel excited as she wondered how it had got there. Who had written it?

[TM] 42/30 Trans Man D/s Hot fuckin Weekend

I am a 42 year old, gay, transexual, man from a major city. For a while my life centered around pleasure based sex ed & I also taught kink classes. My service submissive is a 30 year old slutty trans faggot, darling bitch I met on an app when I posted an ad titled “Are you a good boy?” We chatted for a bit before meeting & I was overjoyed to learn that he’s particularly focused on service, protocol, chastity & giving head, as I love training for best service, including getting perfect head. Over a year later & things are better & hotter every day.

Things to know about us: we are both transexual gay men who are into the leather lifestyle. We have each had top surgery & still have our original bits down below, though enhanced by testosterone. We both happen to use the words “dick” &”hole” (hope you follow) to refer to our junk, & we both happen to be multi orgasmic; me much more than him, but as we mainly do chastity/denial/ruining with him, I don’t actually know how many times he can cum. Before this weekend, we’d topped him off around ten. I have given up divulging anything near the exact number of times I cum because most guys don’t believe me, as the average for someone with a penis is one. I now say “dozens & dozens” because that’s more digestible than saying “hundreds” or “After my first orgasm I will likely have continuous orgasms for the rest of the time we fuck.” The one thing about that is that I don’t typically feel done after orgasm, I just stop when I’m at a good stopping point.

A Strange Compulsion Chapter 01

LEGAL DECLARATION:

This is a work of fiction written solely to entertain.

All characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older.

The situations described in this story are for the sole purpose of entertaining the reader. Events and Characters in the story are completely fictional and any resemblance to real world persons or events are purely coincidental.

STORY:

Jason walked towards the ice cream shop. There was a spark in his step. He was going to meet Janice, his girlfriend. She was a couple of months older than him and they had recently slept together for the first time. It was the first time for Jason. Janice had let him fuck her on his 18th birthday. She was his birthday present. That was a week ago.

For the past week, Janice had been distant from him. He thought it was because of the sex. Jason had finished very quickly. But it was his first time. He was very confident that next time, he would last a lot longer.

As soon as he entered the shop, he saw Janice at their booth. He beamed at her. She returned a painful smile.

Inner Beauty [TGTF] [Transformation] [MtF]

The campus recruitment drive is starting, and I, having enough of just sitting around in my dorm and playing video games after classes, I decided now was finally the time to join a club. I figure it’ll help me make some friends, something I wasn’t able to do in any of my classes, and maybe if I’m lucky, a girlfriend too! I sigh dejectedly at that though, knowing that an awkward, unsociable guy like me probably wouldn’t luck out that soon after attempting to come out of my shell. The only one I can talk to on the whole campus without anxiety is my roommate Ken, who I’ve been friends with since freshman year.

“Oh, are you heading out?” He asks surprised, knowing that I’m usually locked in my room the moment I get back from class.

“Uh, yeah… I figured I’d go out and get some fresh air and swing by that club thing that’s going on tonight.” “Oh, okay! Have fun!” He encourages.

I swallow my anxiety and head down to the student center where the club recruitment is taking place and swear to myself I won’t come back empty-handed.

Blackmailed into submission by a close friend- is Katie starting to like it? [19M] [18F] [Blackmail] [D/s] [Free Use] [Masturbation] [Dialogue] [Excerpt]

Katie
Master. The word tasted foreign on her tongue, like trying to sound something out that’s spelled wrong. Is that what Jack is to her now? It felt a long way from friendship, but perhaps a step forward from blackmailer. Katie shook her head- how did this become her life? Jack left shortly after he filled her with cum, leaving her alone with her thoughts. He was right about one thing- every time she moved, every time she felt his cum slowly leaking out of her, she thought of him. She couldn’t believe how she had just stayed still as he touched her, used her, fucked her- she had done nothing to stop him. She reasoned that it was because she didn’t want to have another fight- it was just easier to let him have his fun, and then leave- she hoped that he would just lose interest eventually. There was a tiny piece of her, though, that wondered if the butterflies in her stomach were from anxiety or excitement.

The Coffee Shop – Part 2 [MF] [Oral] [Masturbation]

Heavy lidded and orgasm drunk, she levels her green eyes at me as she loosely grips me through my jeans. The taste of her still thick on my tongue and my eyes roll back slightly as a moan escapes me.

*“You really don’t have to”*

*“I know I don’t have to, but I want to”*

She hops off the bar, or tries to, legs still wobbly from her orgasms. I hold her steady against me as our mouths come together, gentle passion weaving between us again. Fingers deftly undoing the buttons of my trousers before her warm hand slips down my boxers to wrap around my straining cock.

*“F-fuck”* my breath coming out ragged, those eyes never leaving mine.

*“Mmm imagine how much better its going to feel with my lips wrapped around it”* her playful voice barely above a whisper.

Who is she? All her previous coyness has fall away to a much more brazen creature and it leaves my blood running hot.

*“Like the thought of that, eh?”* Her thumb circling the pre-cum dripping out of me against the swollen head. It feels amazing and all I can think of is her pink tongue swirling lazily around it. She could undo me with this fantasy alone and the slow strokes continue.

Tropical Tease [FF] [Vacation] [Holiday] [Relaxation] [Masturbation] [Teasing] [Flirting] [Hotel Bar] [Anticipation] [Build Up]

My tropical roots have beckoned me to an exotic island, where my true nature can be exposed and relaxed in its natural element.

I close my eyes, relishing the fact I am finally here. I watch my chest rise up and down as my breath takes in the sweet warm air that surrounds me.

My small pert breasts are free, my nipples choosing to erect themselves in the warm breeze. My skin glistens and glows as the sunlight melts onto my skin, basking in its penetrative rays and deepening its already brown tones.

I lay back on the sand, the waves lapping at my legs and feet rhymically, calming my senses.

The evenings come. The days of rest and relaxation mean I’m ready. I no longer ache from the stresses of daily life. My body is crying out for another kind of respite, one that can go on throughout the night and sate me until the sunrise leads me back to the sand and waves.

Somebody to share the sensation of heat, sweat and salt on our skin. The feeling of complete relaxation around each other.

Human And Halfling MILF Have Hot Hammock Sex [M34/F55][Fantasy][size difference][milf][oral][vaginal]

*The Story So Far: Tobias, a royal diplomat, is traveling an immense river waterway by barge. His companion hires a halfling prostitute for them both, but unexpectedly the woman’s mother shows up, hoping to travel with her daughter to their hometown of Hadrimal.*

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“Again, Your Majesty, I’m so sorry for my undignified behavior,” Qamar mumbled as she tied up a hammock the barge captain had graciously provided. For a small rental fee, of course.

“Qamar, please, for the last time you don’t have to call me that. I’m not royalty.” Tobias secured his own hammock. The corner of the aft hold where they were setting up was cramped, but well shielded from prying eyes from the rest of the open cargo deck by tall stacks of lashed-down crates. Pokra was already curled up on a nearby barrel, snoozing away.

“But you work for a king!” Qamar said. “What else should I call you?”

“Just Tobias is fine.”

“But why aren’t you sleeping in the cabin with Azim and Drazat?”

Happy Halloween! Part 1! [F20] [Str8] [Solo-masturbation]

“Hey, Valerie, are you going to the show tonight?” Paige asked me as she sat down at the small wooden table in the coffee shop.

I had completely forgotten. Paige had told me around a month before about a house show that was supposed to happen on Halloween night. I didn’t have any plans besides filling up on cheap candy I bought for anyone that happened to come by my apartment and watching shitty B-movies all night long.

“Honestly, I forgot all about the show, but I think I would much rather come with you than hang out by myself in my apartment for another night,” I told Paige.

My ex-boyfriend left me around two months ago. Well, he didn’t leave so much that I made him leave. I happened to walk in on him completely naked with another woman I used to call a close friend. That really fucked me up for a while. It still gets to me, honestly. So that’s why so many nights recently have been spent cooped up alone on the couch, in front of the TV, with any junk food I can find. I love Paige, though. She has really been there for me throughout this whole ordeal. She gets me. I guess not every night has been spent alone. Sometimes Paige likes to show up unannounced on what feels like my worst nights, kind of like she can sense the desperation. If it wasn’t for her, I’m not too sure I would have handled the breakup as well as I’ve managed so far.