Eyes from the Shadows (part 1] [MF] [Female Voyeur]

Carli was very easy to seduce. All I had to do was wait for her to start drifting off to sleep, then start kissing the back of her neck. If she moaned softly, I knew I was good to progress.

I’d run my hand up her sleep shirt (god forbed she sleep topless) and place her nipple between my knuckles, massaging her breast as my fingers gently pinched her nipples between them.

Eventually she would push that snall, but bubbly ass against my already hard dick and rub against it, all the while my lips kissing her neck.

It was predictable, but fun, and the after would be what matters more.

She would awake from a half daze sleep, completely wet, allowing me to control her. She didn’t know too much about sex before me, but she knew how to be the best submissive by the time we were over.

It was on one of these nights, as I had her writhing on top of me, half asleep, but bouncing that ass along the length of ny dick, that I noticed the door to her room was open.

Throat Problems? [MF]

In college, I had a best friend, a roomie, a sister almost, Adele. No we were never lovers, but we were as close as we could be and not take our clothes off. There was only one thing we did not share, that was boyfriends. Just before graduation, she met this guy, Gary, nice guy, a bit shy and he really did connect with her. I must admit I felt a bit left out, a bit of jealousy she preferred his company but this too is a bit of growing up.

After graduation, we promised to keep in touch as she went to her home on the West Coast and I went to work for the State Department. My father was an oil worker and by the time I had finished high school, I spoke five languages and at times, English seemed my second language. The State Department seemed a natural fit. I was posted immediately to the Middle East and spent some time reconnecting with childhood friends, and their now husbands if they were important. This opened some doors at times, so I was considered valuable. This personal connection diplomacy is often just as important as official policy, an idea that seemed to have been lost in recent times. I was transferred home and the Covid thing hit.

A Virgin’s Dirty Weekend [MF]

This incident has been on my mind lately. Seeing as I’m currently on my third glass of whiskey, I thought why hell not post it. This requires a ~~little~~ lot of backstory, so settle in. Maybe pour yourself a drink. A large one.

I wasn’t what you’d call popular in high school. I was (still am, in point of fact) an enormous nerd. Tall, scrawny, face like a bird, socially awkward, introverted, more interested in reading or my science classes than talking to people, more inclined to remember Shel Silverstein poems (the greatest American poet, fuck you, fight me) than the lyrics to whatever sing was popular. I was a walking stereotype. My love and sex life was nothing to write home about, unless you were scripting a cringe comedy. The less said about that period, the better.

College was a little kinder and less painful, as I found a slightly wider circle of friends, discovered D&D and Warhammer (yes, I was *amazingly* cool, thanks for noticing), and discovered that other people did more than tolerate my company. My prowess with women, however, was the stuff of cautionary tales. I can count all of my college dates on one hand and went the entirety of my college career without a girlfriend. I did, however, join an online text roleplaying game. The game was about 8 or so players (I was the only guy, weirdly enough). It reawakened a creative writing instinct that I had thought high school literature classes had killed.

[FM] – A sex filled day & we got caught by the postman!

Hey Reddit

(I meant to cross post this here last night but apparently I failed)

I was in two minds about posting this but after a talk with my fiancé we’ve decided it’s OK.
So, I’ve been a bit starved recently, as my fiancé had to go and work away for just over 6 weeks.
We live fairly remote now. Nobody else that was at home was able to drive either, so I was pretty much just stuck here for 6 weeks.
For those who’ve not read my past posts, you should know that:
A) I’ve a very high sex drive.
B) I’ve got a real thing for sharing my fiancé with other women, ideally within a threesome, but I don’t have to be involved every time.

While he was away, the place he was staying at had some other guests. From what he’s said I think they may actually have been bending the Covid rules there somewhat.
One of the other guests was a girl who was very sexually open minded and also bisexual.
We always explain our dynamic to any dates/hook-ups/etc, so they are fully aware.
They had some chemistry and she was very into the whole sharing thing. This resulted in them having sex a few times with the phone on loud speaker so I could hear everything.

The Lesbian Couple Surprise Ashlee With a MtF Woman {Foursome | FFFT | Surprised | Anal}

Part of this story collection [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ng9y26/ashlees_corruption_continues_with_voyeurism_mmf/)

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One Saturday afternoon, Amber and Chloe were hanging out with their old friend Toni. They spent the morning getting breakfast before going out to shop. Their plans for the rest of the night were to have some wine and watch movies at the lesbian couple’s house. It was not a special night so Chloe was trying to find a way to make the night more fun. On their way back to the house from shopping, she had a perfect idea.

Without telling anyone else, Chloe secretly texted her friend Ashlee. The message said, “We are having a girl’s night if you wanna come to hang out tonight.” She did not want to tell her much more or it would lead to more questions.

A few minutes later Ashlee responded, “Sure, sounds like fun. What time should I come over?” She had no clue her blonde friend was planning as they discussed when she headed over to Chloe’s.

A Fat Awakening Pt 4

Once she said this, it only added fuel to the fire. It was precisely because of the fact that her family might hear made this scene so hot. She couldn’t find strength to resist him. Her soul was trying, but body was weak. She hoped her pleading would work. Unfortunately, Jamie didn’t stop at all. He warped his left arm around her neck, and his right hand reached down to pull down his pant.
She could feel his hard shaft pressing on her bruised heinie. The cock was already out! “Jamie!” her voice was far from being as assertive as she knew it needed to be to stop him on his track. Right now there was a puddle on the spot right below her pussy. Mom would know if she did not change the sheet herself before tomorrow morning.
Hannah wanted to be taken, but she wanted to at least put up a fight with whatever willpower she had left. She squirmed and kicked her feet, but kept the noises down to not alert her family.
He entered her! The narrow back string in between her butt cheeks were shoved aside, making way for the cock. He started thrusting in and out of her vaginal opening. The motions gave her pleasures, but her bruised “sit spot” from the whipping was hurting like hell as his abs and hips pressed against her bottom, grinding her, while shifting his body horizontally back and forth along her back, breathing heavily onto the her ears.
Hannah let out a few moans. Right after she made her first noise, he covered her mouth with his right hand to muffle her. It was as if she was sweetly tortured inside the belly of a giant snake. The mixture of sweat and tears, pain and pleasure, overwhelmed her senses. He was fucking her brain out.
She wanted this to last for a very long time, but suddenly she felt his cock pulsating, and the motion slowed down, from rapidly shoving in and out, to more deliberated thrusts. He grunted each time he delivered a big push, which made Hannah feel like an animal even more, knowing she had been fucked like it was for breeding, not for her pleasure. Finally he came inside her. He abruptly stopped all motion, and collapsed on her sweat soaked body. It was over just as quickly as he started it. Jamie sat up, and pulled his jeans back on. She knew he wouldn’t give her anything more than a quickie, not with her parents in the house, but she still found it deeply satisfying on a mental level. Knowing that Jamie had used her body purely for his own enjoyment made her feel dirty.
“Hannah, we need to talk. Get dressed we are leaving”, he said as a matter-of-factly. Having got spanked and manhandled within only a few hours, she was as docile as can be. Immediately she got up and put on some clothes. As they got out of the house, Nora was at the kitchen when they passed by. Josh was writing in the basement. The house was quiet. Surely, her parents knew they were going to have a talk, and gave them the space.
Jamie led her to his blue, BMW convertible, which was the house’s driveway. He settled into the driver seat and opened the door for her by reaching over to the door to the passenger seat. He was not a traditional gentleman per se, who would open door for his ladies before they sat, but more like a teenager in a grown up body, with his own boyish charm.
“Where’d we going?” she was uncertain what this was about.
“Just somewhere nearby.” He gave her a quick peek with a slight smile. This calmed her. She was worried he might be breaking up with her, but if he was smiling at her maybe things were still alright.
He drove to a park, and parked at a spot beside the sidewalk. “Come on, let’s take a walk!” He unbuckled his seatbelt, and got out. Hannah followed. They found a bench and sat down. It was about 5’o clock in the afternoon. It was still sunny. People were walking their dogs, or watching their kids playing. Various groups of friends were spotted on scattered parts of the park. They started chit chatting a bit, commenting on what was going on in their life lately—Jamie talked a bit about his vibrant gym fitness business; Hanna had nothing but the same old rants about her life that she knew better than to talk about at this moment. She kept it vague and short.
They started out as fuck buddies. Hannah was 20. Jamie was 28. They were fucking many hot people at the time. After fucking each other every now and then for about a year, one night Jamie told her he loved her in the middle of a marathon sex. He was pounding away and choking her. His sweats were dripping all over her body when he was fucking her in the missionary position. She was drenched in her their mixed sweat when she heard “I love you”. Of all the men she hooked up with, very few were so well put together like Jamie. He always brought her to the nicest places, always took her breath away with the hottest sex experience, and he brought her to the coolest people in his network. In Hollywood, most high quality men were already in a relationship, or too old for her. Hot girls were never in shortage. There were always more beautiful girls than quality guys—guys who were attractive to women, and successful at the same time.
“Listen Hannah, um… I just turned thirty this year, and I can see where this is going. If nothing change, I will continue to build the business, put up with women for all their complaints about their look and everything. At some point we will probably make children. And that’s it. We will just grow old from this point on.” He said these words thoughtfully.
From his eyes, Hannah could tell he was watching a mental movie of their future, and this movie did not seem to impress Jamie. “What do you mean?” Hannah was afraid of what he was going to say. Whatever he was planning, she hoped there was a part for her. She never worried too much about losing Jamie before, because a year ago she was still a super hot woman with an up and coming career. Now she had became something of a joke. Very rarely in her life had she experienced a defeat of this magnitude. Everything were usually easy for pretty girls.
Without having something else going for her, she wasn’t sure if she was measuring up to Jamie’s anymore. Tears quickly welled up her eyes.
“Come on. Don’t cry on me baby. It is only fair for me to be honest with you. I still love you very much. I can die for you! But with the way things are going, I really feel like I need a change, a big change!” He spoke faster than usual, and leaned toward Hannah. The tears in her eyes must have made him uncomfortable. “Look, all my life I love women. I will always be a lover of women. I chose this career to help women become the best they could be, but I don’t think I want to keep putting up with their complaints about their bodies anymore. I am burnt out. For us, I just want to tell you that you are one of the hottest girls ever, even in Hollywood, but if this is to work, I need you to be play a new role. ”
These words gave Hannah a strong hope. You want to tell me there is something I can do? I can do anything to keep you! Just tell me what you want! “tell me” she looked at him pleadingly. At this point all her power was lost. She felt extremely vulnerable.
“I have a lot of money now and I have one of the hottest girl as my girlfriend. I should be happy. I always go after what I want. This is who I am. I am intense. I need my woman to support me so I can be the man I want to be” He looked at her intensely. “I love you. But I don’t think I can ever give you all the things you want. You have the body many women would die for, but you still complain about it everyday. I feel like this relationship is becoming just like my work. I can die for you right now, but I can’t live like this. I am only happy when I go out and try to conquer something”
“Jamie please I will change just tell me what you want me to do”, she tried not to cry, but the moment she said those words she couldn’t help but bawling out.
Jamie’s look quickly soften up. In a comforting voice he said, “Damn, you just reminded me what made me love you. You can make men kill for you sweetheart”. “Then tell me” she pleaded.
“I want to live a life of adventures. I need you to either be on board with me and trust that I will always love you as long as you support me, or you can find someone better, I don’t want you to waste your time. It’s only fair for you.” Hannah felt the sincerity in his voice. At this moment she felt even more certain that she only ever wanted to be with him. “I will do whatever it takes. I will prove it!”
“Ok then, let’s try this. I want to introduce you to someone tonight. I want you to not ask question and trust me. Deal?” He pierced through her eyes. She knew not to jeopardize the ground they just gained, so she nodded.

The lesbians and the lumberjack.

Kira and I are the most typical hiking lesbians. She has always been the lipstick lesbian and I have always been the outdoorsy lesbian. We have enjoyed camping and hiking for quite a while. But this recent trip went off the rails fairly quickly. Only a couple miles in I think we took a wrong turn. The trail slowly petered out and I was too prideful to turn around at first. It wasn’t until we were bushwhacking that I finally was humble enough to say that I think we were lost, but by that time we were REALLY lost.

My First clue was Kira. She started becoming really uneasy. I knew that she’s had some anxieties in the past and has always been nervous about camping. But I could tell she was ramping up towards a panic attack. I calmed her as best I could and told her that we would get right back on the trail in no time.

But that was two days ago.

Finally, after 48 long hours we found the road. We debated for probably half an hour to go left or right on the road. Knowing one will lead to civilization and one even further into the woods. But only as we approached a big log cabin did we realize we took the wrong turn.

[MF] I fuck my fiance’s ass after 5 years

So, me and my fiance have been together 5 years and our sex has always been pretty damn good. She was quite timid before meeting me due to previous relationships and being used to sex where her satisfaction wasn’t considered by her partner. After a few months together she was open to more things that were new to her like spanking, choking, riding me among other things. Only recently she opened up to the idea of blow jobs, they aren’t my favourite thing but the sight of her with my cock in her mouth does it for me. The only thing that was seemingly way off the table was any form of anal play.

That was until a couple of weeks ago when after a long hot session she said she wanted to try anal. A few days passed and we got all the essentials like lube etc. When the night came we had normal vaginal sex first, my fiance is able to have multiple orgasms which seems to help relax her. After getting ourselves ready again we got down to the business of prepping her for anal.

Life Gets Better: Part Three [MF] [Straight Sex] [Huge Boobs] [Huge Fake Boobs] [Interracial]

“You’re so lucky,” one of Brian’s friends said to him as they sat drinking a beer at their local bar.

“Well, I don’t feel lucky,” Brian said, taking another sip of his beer. He had just gotten fired. He knew it was coming. After all the things that had been happening in his life, he was aware that it was in the cards.

“Yeah, about that,” the friend said. “Sorry.”

“I don’t blame you at all,” Brian shrugged. “In fact, I am glad you got the promotion.”

“Thanks,” the friend said, bowing his head. “What are you going to do now?”

Brian took a deep breath, then took another long swig of his beer. “I doubt I will be drinking beer with you guys anytime soon,” he smiled. “Doubt I will be able to pay for my car.”

“The beer is on us,” the friend said, patting his other friend on the shoulder.

“What?” the friend said, taking his eyes off his phone. “Yeah, sure we got you,” he shook his head as he looked at the picture on his phone. “You seriously live in the same apartment as this woman?”

Room service for two

Years ago with my long distance ex. We would edge ourselves, creating, teasing and devise new fantasies we could enjoy together.

One of mine was to fly over to see her and to be surprised by a knock at my hotel room door expecting room service. To see her just in a rain coat looking sweet and innocent with takeaway for two.

This seemed to excite her as we acted out the fantasy over Skype. Both of us teasing one another by stripping and playing with ourselves. Which easily escalated into more devilish looks, moans and groans as we watched each other get closer to coming as concluded our naughty story. Watching her arch her back as she came, seeing her breasts mount to the highest point as she contracted with multiple orgasms…

…time went on with many other stories, dirty emails, texts many other internet collaborations. Hindsight’s great for this story but I truly didn’t expect or believe what happened when I did see her next time in person.