Tag: Masturbation

[FF] I’m not bi, but…

I’m a 38 year old wife, mother of three kids, living in middle-America. A real woman. I could be your neighbor. You’d never know, which is kind of the point. We have no clue what happens behind closed doors, up and down our street. I had a fairly popular (NoFans) Reddit account, where my husband and I shared the hot moments and sexy pics, but when you focus on the lifestyle and kink, you don’t get the full picture.

These are my stories.
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I’m not bi, but…

There are times in our lives where we go a little out of our comfort zone and we wonder what else we are holding ourselves back from. Before I got into the hotwife/sharing lifestyle, I had an interaction that I still fantasize about to this day. It involves me, a fellow soccer mom, a few drinks, and a raunchy night. To be clear, I am not bisexual and have never considered myself to be. I don’t look at women in a sexual manner, but I have had a few interactions throughout time where things got a little fun with a friend. This however, was a truly unique experience. Read more »

The Desire – A Jennifer Stokes story – ch.3

3.

The meeting with the investors went well and Jennifer ended the week on a high note. She drove home to her apartment, thinking of red hair.

Jennifer thought she needed a name for the mystery woman. ‘The woman from the bathroom,’ or ‘The redhead,’ just didn’t cut it. Until Jennifer learned her real name she had to call her something else.

“What will I call you?” Jennifer asked herself out loud. She thought about it while waiting for a red light.

“Jill!” she exclaimed. “I’ll call you Jill. It’s perfect.” Jennifer smiled at her cleverness. Jill was indeed a very good name for this redheaded woman. ‘Jill’ was short for ‘jilling,’ a slang term for female masturbation. The light turned green and she drove off.

Traffic was heavy, but it didn’t bother her, she was in a good mood. Once she finally got in the door of her apartment, she dropped her purse and coat over a chair and headed for the kitchen. Jennifer grabbed a bottle of wine from the fridge and poured herself a large glass before heading to the living room. She pushed a button on the wall for the radio, then plopped down on the sofa, kicking her shoes off, letting them fall where they might. Jennifer leaned back, sighed, and thought once more of Jill. Read more »

The Desire – A Jennifer Stokes story – ch.2

2.

As luck would have it, Jennifer couldn’t find the woman in the black and red heels anywhere. She wandered around the office making up excuses to talk to her co-workers, always on the look out.

Jennifer went home that evening, frustrated and no closer to finding the identity of her masturbation partner.

The rest of the week was much the same. She did her work and climbed the stairs at lunch. She even checked the bathroom every day, but came up empty.

Jennifer couldn’t explain why she was so obsessed with discovering who this woman was.

Friday afternoon, Jennifer had to leave early to meet a group of investors, interested in one of the firm’s properties. She grabbed her purse, laptop and coat and headed for the elevator. As she waited, she stared absently at her reflection in the shiny elevator doors and hummed a song she’d had stuck in her head the past few days.

When elevator arrived, the doors slid open and Jennifer waited while three people got off on her floor. Not paying them much attention as they exited, she stepped on. As she turned to press the button for the lobby her eyes glanced down to discover black and red heels on the last passenger. Read more »

When the girl I met at the wedding passed out on me, her roommate took over [M28 F20s F20s] [sex] [oral] [mutual masturbation] [handjob]

She’s got this tight little body in a tight little dress, a sexy young woman with a cute blonde pixie cut. I spot her before the ceremony, and I smile at her across the aisle. She smiles back, an impish little grin. We have to wait for the happy couple to finish their nuptials, but thankfully, it’s followed by a cocktail hour.

“Max,” I say, holding my hand out.

She flicks her eyebrows at me, tucking her chin. “Andrea.” Her hand is soft and warm in mine, and she drags her finger across my palm after we shake.

“Drink?” I suggest, snatching two flutes from a passing waiter.

“To marriage.” She holds out her glass, clinks it against mine. “May it never find me.”

I laught and I sip, but she shoots the champagne in one gulp. My eyebrows raise and I laugh again.

She asks, “How do you know the betrothed?”

“Groom’s cousin.”

“Good,” she says, “I’m on the bride’s side, which means when you fuck me we won’t be doing family.”

I manage to not spit out my drink, but I do drain the rest of it. I grab Andrea’s hand, drag her to the bar. Read more »

[MF] How I Turned Myself Into A Perfect Sissy [Masturbation]

I am a perfect sissy. Meanwhile. But I wasn’t always that way. I wasn’t always what I wanted to be. My transformation began six years ago, when I moved into a new place. When I moved into her place. I, or better said we had no clue on what an awesome journey the two of us would go together. And what an awesome bounding would come out of it.

In the beginning, after I moved into her place, it was your usual you move into a new apartment with a person you don’t know situation. We had a few drinks together from time to time to get to know each other. We had the usual who does what in the household fight. And we generally speaking, we hat to get used to each others presence.

But it didn’t took long until it happened. Until she caught me jerking off. It might have even been partly my fault, because I accidentally forgot to close the door to my room behind me. Maybe I wanted to get caught back then. Read more »

Erotic Poem: “Plundered”

“Plundered”

I am a pirate for your innocence.
Once aboard
your moonlit vessel
I will tie you to the mast
and lay waste to your purity.

In the throws of the storm, amidst the squalls, the swells,
and the cracks of thunder,
with your body drenched, and your wrists bound,
I will pillage your breath
and raid your chambers.

I will drink of your sweet spirits
and feast on your soft flesh
until your weary frame
slumps
limply against the ropes.

This is the thievery you longed for
silently.
In the shadow of your propriety, lays a secret desire:
to be ravaged,
wrecked, and ruined.

Behind your veil of modesty,
lurks a forbidden craving:
to be chained and pierced —
to feel the full thrust of the cutlass
up to the hilt.

Alas,
your prayers to the devil have been answered.
I am your sacred demon,
a benevolent bandit,
sent to rob you of your inhibitions.

This is my twisted gift:
Through bondage, liberation;
freedom, in shackles.
If you trade the binds of your shame for the braids of my rope
I will bring you to bliss. Read more »

CEO’s Domination.

The darkly painted office echoes with the sounds of wet schlicking and groaning. Frustrated groans come out of lady Seras’ lips.

“What the fuck is happening?!” The wet smacking increases as she rubs her clit more and more rigorously, but no satisfied moans of ecstasy erupt in her private office. Thankfully, no one worth worrying about is close enough to hear the frustration mounting from failed orgasm after failed orgasm. She almost got caught the last time she tried to bring someone in from the outside to solve her problems, but even then she couldn’t solve her unsavory issues, so it was a moot point. Eventually she stopped; a frown was cast on her lips as another moment of bliss ruined. The unsatisfied CEO turned to look outside of her window wondering why she couldn’t cum from something so simple. Cursing the women who had it so much easier, she got up, straightening her blouse and lowering the skirt. Her hand glided past the silky smooth lips, straightening herself out, before walking over to a concealed compartment in her desk. Sera pulled out a small glass, meticulously cleaned, as she’s had to do this an increasing number of times. But what the fuck was anyone going to do?! She owned this company. If she wanted to spend her day unsuccessfully trying to get off, and drinking when that inevitably happened, who was anyone to stop her? She’d just fire them and sue to keep them quiet. Read more »

A tour of her porn membership leads to an intense masturbation session with one of [M]y best [F]riends

I first met Bailey when I was still in high school. She came to my mid-sized rural town to go to college and ended up in the same party circles as me (we both associated with a motley assortment of skaters, punks, metalheads, and other degenerates). We hit it right off and she quickly became one of my closest friends.

Bailey was a very attractive hipster girl, 6″ tall and slightly lanky, with small, perky breasts. She kept her black hair short in a pixie cut, and had small ear gauges, a nose ring, and several tattoos.

After school, I went to work in a union apprenticeship while Bailey finished college and eventually moved a couple of hours away to the big city. The night in question here happened on my first visit to see her.

On a Friday, I took the train to the city, and Bailey met me at the station. She spent most of that day taking me around the city and showing me the sights, including her apartment and the greenhouse she worked in. Her degree was in photography, but she mostly took photos as a side gig, working as a gardener for her primary job. Read more »

[F] Lingerie Try On Haul Leads To Masturbation

Olivia – 26🍑🖤

It was during summer in the U.K, we had a heatwave, very rare here in England. Not sure why, but when summer arrives, I naturally get hornier, I am not sure if it’s because of the less clothing worn or the bikini tan lines I get from sun-bathing in the garden but it certainly helps me get in the mood. I was in need to update my lingerie, ready for the “hot girl summer”. I kept seeing Lounge underwear sets all over social media, so decided to treat myself to a haul of their thongs and bras.

It arrived, and OMG, it did not disappoint. I went to the bathroom which had the best lighting and a lovely big mirror to have a try on haul, a cheeky glass of prosecco was poured and my personally made playlist of music which was quite sultry. Slipping on each set over my subtly tanned freshly shaven body, the thongs simply glided on perfectly and showed off my peachy bum (perfect 😜) and also my tan lines. Each set looked and felt amazing, my favourites being the black & neon blue colour. With the raunchy playlist and looking rather hot in the mirror, I began to get hornier and hornier, I took off the current pair I was trying on, a black thong, and noticed a snail trail of wetness already. Read more »

[M] Follow up to exposing myself to my SIL

So this is a follow up to my previous naked encounter with my sister in law. If you are expecting me to get it on and describe robes of cum across her huge tits you will be disappointed and may not want to rad on. If, like me you are an exhibitionist and get titillated by indecent exposure, read on.

It was the morning after she had seen me naked. My wife had made it to bed and was snoring away beside me. The room was spinning a bit and my mouth felt like a bear had shat in it. We must have drunk more than I thought. I slid out of bed and took my morning glory to the bathroom to take an urgent pee. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around me and went to make a cup of tea. The door to my SIL was still closed. It was a sunny and warm morning so I took my tea out to the garden. Read more »