Peeping Neighbor (mFf) (voy, mast, inc)

Coming home from school became Jeff’s favorite part of the day after his new neighbor moved in. He saw her during her move in the neighboring backyard by chance when he peered out his bedroom window. He watched a tall, thick, wild-haired blonde woman telling movers where to put her wicker chairs and other pool furniture. It was an enormous house, at least 5,000 square feet with expansive grounds. He watched and rarely saw the buxom amazon from his window, catching a glimpse of her only twice again during the last two weeks after school.

Everyday he came home immediately after school and peeped at his neighbor, hoping to catch a glimpse of her and jerk off. But today was different, it was the last day of school for Jeff.

He unlocked his heavy front door and flew upstairs as quickly as possible through the long hallway into his secluded bedroom. From one window he could peer into his neighbor’s backyard where lay a large square pool surrounded by trees and high bushes. No one could see in except for Jeff’s corner window. For the last two weeks of school, Jeff stared out his window after class hoping to spy his neighbor in her garden or her pool or anything for that matter.

Peeping Neighbor (mFf) (voy, mast, inc)

Coming home from school became Jeff’s favorite part of the day after his new neighbor moved in. He saw her during her move in the neighboring backyard by chance when he peered out his bedroom window. He watched a tall, thick, wild-haired blonde woman telling movers where to put her wicker chairs and other pool furniture.

It was an enormous house, at least 5,000 square feet with expansive grounds. He watched and rarely saw the buxom amazon from his window, catching a glimpse of her only twice again during the last two weeks after school.

Everyday he came home immediately after school and peeped at his neighbor, hoping to catch a glimpse of her and jerk off. But today was different, it was the last day of school for Jeff.

He unlocked his heavy front door and flew upstairs as quickly as possible through the long hallway into his secluded bedroom. From one window he could peer into his neighbor’s backyard where lay a large square pool surrounded by trees and high bushes. No one could see in except for Jeff’s corner window. For the last two weeks of school, Jeff stared out his window after class hoping to spy his neighbor in her garden or her pool or anything for that matter.

My Discipline – Part 3 [M/f] [Spanking] [Humiliation]

The next month was interesting. I misbehaved just enough to ensure I got a spanking about weekly. The implements changed and I got to experience a wooden spoon, a metal coat hanger, and a homemade paddle. The things that didn’t change was the location and my position. Mom always had me in the middle of the kitchen with my hands flat on a step stool and me legs straight. She also consistently had me wearing nothing but underpants. I think she thought having to take me spanking out in the open with my little boobies out would get ne to change my behavior so they wouldn’t have to try anything more extreme. And while it was quite humiliating to stand there feeling my titties jiggle and bounce with each painful stroke, I still needed consistent punishments.

My First Tinder Adventure [MF] [public]

Hi all, first of all, I want to apologize for any error in my English, since it is not my native language, but I’ll give it a try and hope you like it. It is the first time I’m writting so please be gentle :)

First of all, my description: I’m a 28 year old guy, about 1,80m (5,10 feet I think), 175 pounds and I’m very atletic, I’ve playing Handball (Not sure if guys in the US knows this game) and was part of the swimming team in High School and University. Luckily I’ve never had dificulties to get girls, and you’ll read later, that is part of the problem.

I’m not proud to say this, but during my teen years, I was sort of a “Playboy”, and jumped from girl to girl without blinking or thinking if was hurting anyone.
I’ve had some adventures (maybe I’ll right about it another time), and during my fist year of university I’ve met Ana. She was a 17 year old gorgeous blond girl, with pearky tits and an ass to die for, we were inseparable and deeply in love with each other.
We dated for about 7 years, and to my surprise, I was faithful. And it was not even hard, I just had eyes to that girl, and although I’ve had some beautiful girls trying to flirt with me, I had no interest.

[Fm] Storm [oral] [anal] [fantasy]

“So ye’re really goin’, then?” Storm said with a frown.

“Aye.” Anya said plainly. “Like me father before me, and me brother, and me other brother.”

“And nothin’ I can do can convince ye ta stay?” Storm said, jumping down from the windowsill.

“Nothin’.” Anya said, just as plainly, tossing another pair of boomwool trousers into her sack.

“Are ye sure, nao?” Storm said, slipping up behind her, his breath rolling in like a sea breeze over her back. “There are a lot a’things I do…”

Smiling, Anya could feel his tadger rub against her bare buttocks as his hands wandered up over her toned abs and found their way to her firm tits. He wasn’t the biggest she’d had, but by far the hardest and most eager; certainly the most consistently available.

“If I stayed, what’d we even do?” she said, placing her hand on his. “It innae as if I could shack up with a wharf rat.”

“Why cannae ye?” Storm said, slim fingers circling her nipples.

“Me father tolerates ye because he knows I’m goin’ off to th’Academy.” she explained. “If’n thought fer a moment ye’d have me stay, n’d burn ye to a crisp.”

[m][bi][inc] How I became a sissy

It all started when I was in school, I was a skinny, quiet boy still waiting for puberty to hit. I had just discovered masturbation when I would take a day off school to watch porn and play with myself until my parents came home. At first I was normal enough, playing Hentai games and watching videos and climaxing over and over and over until one day I saw a pair of my Mothers panties on the landing out for the wash. I only noticed them because the night before she had been fucked by my Dad, I know this because I was listening in and playing with myself. I kept the panties. I would rub them on my cock and sniff the creamy spot and it would send me into a frenzy until one day I decided that I would try them on, The feeling of my mums panties against my cock was like nothing id felt before, I went week and just lost myself. on my knees in my room leaning back and stroking my cock until I came all over myself. At that moment I think was when I became Melissa. I would wear them to school with the lace pulled up into my ass and my skin pulled back so every movement could be felt. Fast forward to when I was older, I had already started photographing myself and playing with older men on Omegle and just being a lewd teenage sissy when I decided I would complete the image. I would play in my mothers panties often so why not her bras and heels as well? I was truly a sissy and it only got worse from there. When I was 18 I started roaming the streets at night looking for trash bags that people would throw out with clothes in, the ones with Lingerie and underwear in I would take and the rest I would leave. I found skips and lingerie sets most of which you can see in my albums on imgur. It wasn’t until I turned 20 that I started posting them places. I got my first job and with my first pay check I bought a wig and some anal trainers which turned out to be way to big for my tight little hole but they were fun none the less. Every day I become Melissa more and more and I just need to serve someone, A sissy, another woman, anyone I have so much exploration to do and I hope I can find someone to finish the transformation which started all those years ago.

My Discipline – Part 1 [M/f] [Spanking] [Humiliation]

This is a fictional story about teen girl, and never actually happened.

My name is Heather and I have a very interesting story to tell you. You see, from the outside I seem like a very normal and typical 15 year old girl. I go to school, I am on the junior varsity volleyball team, and I get decent grades. All my teachers, neighbors, and acquaintances think I’m a model young lady. Most of the time I am, well except at home.

I am forgetful about my chores, I am terrible getting home by curfew, I give me parents sass, and fight with my younger brother Timmy more often than not. According to my parents my behavior issues didn’t really start until I was 13. They attributed the change to teenaged hormones. They were probably right. The year I turned 13 I spent an average of three weeks out of four being grounded. I had no phone, no tv, no computer. Even with as strict as it was, it didn’t really compel me to do my chores or be nicer to my brother. Since I couldn’t leave the house though, at least I wasn’t late for curfew.

The start of my comeback [M][FF] (Voyeurism, Gentle Femdom, Lesbian Sex, Exhibition, Breakfast)

This is the first part of the story about how I became the luckiest bastard in the world thanks to two of the most vivacious and carnal woman I’ve ever met. This story spans about a year and in that time I went from an awkward reclusive nerd to a confident somewhat charming nerd living with two wonderful partners. This part of the story contains some gentle female domination, voyeurism and lesbian sex that starts at the ***Sex starts here*** I wouldn’t blame you for skipping ahead. This next section is really long.

At the time my story begins I was a few years out of college and was completely lost about my life direction. I was working crappy retail jobs and just barely scraping a living while depression and mental health issues swallowed up my life until I felt utterly hopeless. On top of that I’ve never been a small person, I stand about 6’ 2” and am fairly heavy set which never really bothered me but years of eating my feelings and sitting around for long hours in front of a computer turned me from cuddly and lovable into just gross and fat.

Had an amazing experience on a random chat masturbation site this morning with a beautiful, warm, and kind woman [M][F]

Having an actual tiny penis is no cakewalk, and when you are an exhibitionist, it isn’t exactly easy to find a female audience that also isn’t into humiliation play, but they do exist.

I have been camming for years, but just recently started using the random one-on-one sex focused Chatrandom.com and it is difficult enough to come across an actual woman on these sites, and even more so to be lucky enough to find one that is interested in small penises. I regret not recording our encounter because she was just amazing.

This morning, after about an hour of almost no interest from anyone, a bottomless blonde MILF with what looked to be an amazing rack behind her peach sweater blouse and a perfect trimmed bush popped up on the screen, and as she reached out to click the skip button, she hesitated and with a smile and what I assume was genuine curiosity went, “Oh, well let’s see if we can get him to grow and maybe cum for me.”

Lara Stumbles Upon a Secret Circle-Jerk [Fsub] [mast] [voy]

Lara Talley had a chronic case of insomnia and nothing seemed to help. The twenty-four-year-old had tried all known remedies but resigned herself to taking long walks after her boyfriend had gone to bed. There was a trailhead near their rental that ran through sparsely-populated, wooded areas on the edge of the town they lived. During one such late night/early morning hike through the darkness, she noticed a cabin – several hundred yards off the path – which appeared to have candles flickering in the windows. Still nowhere near sleepy, and curious as hell, she crept through the thickets of trees near the house until she was very close to one of the windows. She noticed a driveway in back that was filled with vehicles and could hear voices within the candlelit darkness. She snuck around the other side and saw a circle of men who appeared to be talking amicably in the large candlelit room. She recognized some as community leaders, teachers, businessmen, police, and firemen, etc.

Suddenly they all reached down and unzipped their pants, releasing their constrained cocks to stroke themselves. There had to be between 15-18 men, but she couldn’t count with the dim lighting. She could hear them talk, however, and it was apparent they were sharing fantasies or past sexual experiences they’d had and enjoying the stories during a group masturbation.