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[MF] [Real Story] [Husband & Wife] [Stiletto] That’s why they’re called “fuck me” heels.. ?

This happened one glorious day about a decade ago. About a year into our marriage, my (now late) wife, Anne, decided to buy a pair of 4″ red stiletto heels to add a feminine dimension to her mainly-tomboy wardrobe. She had a curvy figure, and ass and tits that looked awesome even under her usual full-dress, hijab and flat-shoes wear.

I got home late the night before, and had the next two days off.. which meant I woke up past my usual dawn hour. I shuffled into the kitchen naked looking for some water when Anne came up to me to say her goodbyes..

“You look.. different. Like, gorgeously different.”

She flipped up her long skirt to reveal her stilettos. My half-hard morning wood went back to full mast as she stood and twirled around to show off.

“I’m glad you approve,” she chuckled as she saw me. Then she saw me make a move towards the home phone. Dialing a number from memory, I called Anne’s boss and told her that she would be coming in late.. I made a bullshit excuse about her car not starting and that a roving mechanic was already on his way with a replacement battery. Read more »

Rear Entry [Mf, creep, masturbation, anal, oral]

Mark was annoyed when he got the rear door of the McNair’s house. They were good neighbors and had helped him out in the past, but he didn’t want to have keep walking over here to check for Sam’s “important letter.” He shared a backyard property line with them and had to cross some brush that inevitably scratched his hands every fucking time. But Sam said this letter had some information he really needed while he and his wife were on vacation.

He found the magnetic key box hidden under the small back porch and unlocked the door. He walked through the kitchen and living room to check the mail on the floor under the mail slot. He picked up and sorted the mail. No letter. He put the pile on a small table next to the stairs with the rest of the mail he’d picked up the last 3 days.

It was cool and drizzly outside, so he was in no hurry to get back home. Besides Margie was on the rag and being really nasty today. Maybe he’d hang out here for a bit and watch one of the college games. Sam had a much better TV than him anyway. Read more »

Individual Studies [mf] [mast] [voy]

Cory had signed up for an individualized study course at the local junior college. Supervised by admissions counselors, participants completed studies at their leisure, and reported on their progress periodically. This week was check-in & he’d have to wait in a conference room until he could be visited by Ms. Logan to discuss his progress.

He remembered the way she walked into the conference room the day he selected his topic. The skirt she wore bounced just slightly as she walked through the door, showing where her thigh-high hose ended and her tan skin began. He was all but certain that she hadn’t worn a thong that day. At least that’s how he thought of it. Often.

The conference rooms were one floor above the offices, around a large atrium in the services building. He chose the corner room, from which he could see her office. He turned the blinds to angle down, and sat down at a table near the window over-looking the administrative offices. He was early enough. And he couldn’t get those long legs out of his mind. Read more »

Individual Studies [mf] [masturbation] [voyeurism]

Cory had signed up for an individualized study course at the local junior college. Supervised by admissions counselors, participants completed studies at their leisure, and reported on their progress periodically. This week was check-in & he’d have to wait in a conference room until he could be visited by Ms. Logan to discuss his progress.

He remembered the way she walked into the conference room the day he selected his topic. The skirt she wore bounced just slightly as she walked through the door, showing where her thigh-high hose ended and her tan skin began. He was all but certain that she hadn’t worn a thong that day. At least that’s how he thought of it. Often.

The conference rooms were one floor above the offices, around a large atrium in the services building. He chose the corner room, from which he could see her office. He turned the blinds to angle down, and sat down at a table near the window over-looking the administrative offices. He was early enough. And he couldn’t get those long legs out of his mind. Read more »

After the Gym Pt. 2 [mmm] [anal] [exh] [Msub] [cuck] [mast] [oral] [swing] [bi] [gay]

I think the answer must have literally spilled out of my mouth – or at least my body language properly reflected a resounding ‘yes.’

 

Jeremy was smiling now too, “Man,” he said, “awesome. Lemme just send Michael a text and tell him you’re coming over?”

“Uh,” my heart was already pounding, and my legs felt a bit numb from the work out, and I sort of sat down on one of the benches lining the outside of the showers, “yea man yea.”

“You good?” Jeremy asked, stepping into the locker room briefly to fetch his phone.

“Just excited,” I laughed, “and tired.”

 

He popped back into the room and sat down beside me on my right.

 

“I sent him a text, we’ll wait a bit and see if he replies,” Jeremy said, looking at my cock. I could see precum already drizzling out of it steadily. “You’re *really* excited.”

I laughed, “what gave it away?” I felt a bit short of breath and felt I couldn’t have stood even if I tried – my whole body was tense with anxious energy, but in a good way. Read more »

After the Gym Pt. 1 [mm] [bi] [gay]

Steam from the shower room always hit’s like a vapor. This late at night there’s rarely anyone at the gym so I don’t feel too awkward staying in and showering. The alternative is to freeze my ass off at a bus stop at -20 degrees Celsius only too stew in my own sweat on the 30 minutes bus ride home.

 

Had it been a busier night, like on the weekend, I’d have taken the journey. During the week however, to many people working square in the morning usually leave the gym by 10, and those left are those of us working afternoons or not working at all. I was the latter, hopping from casual position to casual position and trying desperately to ward off boredom by filling my off time with anything. These things included gaming, jerking off constantly, and going to the gym.

 

Now, I’m hardly what you’d call a ‘gym rat.’ My whole life I’ve been blessed with a fast metabolism and a low competitive drive, so I’d never really been one for self improvement. Standing at 6’4″ as an adult, I was fairly slim but didn’t have a lot of muscle to me. After my last break up and seeing the guy my ex girlfriend had ended up with, I decided I needed to do something to boost my self-image and confidence. Filling out my figure ought to be the thing, I thought. Read more »

I wasn’t able to cum for four and a half months. I finally had the best orgasm of my life [M]masturbation and [MF]

First time posting, so bear with me. I know that this isn’t really the kind of stuff that usually gets posted here, but, per the title, I finally came after four and a half months, and even though it’s been a few days, I’m still riding on a high right now, and need to tell someone about this little victory.

Due to some unfortunate family and career changes, I’d been dealing with an unusually strong spike from my GAD a few months ago and decided to give it a go with antidepressants rather than just struggling, as I had been. Around the same time, Natalie, a long time friend since college, and I started dating.

However, Natalie had one hard and fast rule: no porn.

Now, I know what you’re thinking: she sounds pretty deluded and controlling, and usually I’d agree, but let me explain. She’d had a very stout and conservative religious upbringing in which all forms of sex before marriage, sex for just enjoyment (God forbid), masturbation, and porn were forbidden. Over the years, she’s slowly gotten over most of it, though she still has some issues with masturbation for herself (not with me, thankfully) which I hate because women masturbating is one of the hottest things in the world to watch. Read more »

How I got where I am [MF], [MM]

It started with her new vibrator. The old one had finally died, and so off I went to the adult store to replace it. Just a simple, metallic blue toy, about 6 inches long and about the width of a big permanent marker. Returning home, she took it out of the packaging and looked it over. A little thinner than I expected, she said. Hell, I bet it could go in you pretty easily!

That caught me off guard, I have to say. I had known a few gay guys, and understood that anal play was a thing, but beyond a stray finger brushing against me back there during foreplay, I hadn’t considered it. But… I was intrigued. Read more »