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Dreams are weird [MF watersports]

They rarely have a preamble, and they’re hard to hang on to, but I remember her well. Short Chestnut hair, a mousey face with a cute button nose. She wore a pink blouse over white denim shorts. But what stuck me most was what she was doing.

The conversation was light, talking about family coming down for the holiday, trying to figure out what we were going to do with them. Where would they start, what fun things can we do, what would we feed them, and the like. The conversation was a bit difficult to have, however, as she had to pull her mouth away from my cock every time she wanted to speak. This naturally made it difficult for me as well, having a dainty face staring up at me, a thin film of spit dripping out of the corners of her mouth as she slowly pushes me down her throat. I was a bit hampered as well, by a pressing need to pee, as well, though I was largely unconcerned with it. Read more »

The Gas Station Bathroom Part 1 [MF] [Oral] [Facial]

It was a warm summer night and after spending 4 hours driving and making it to the halfway point of my journey I figured it was about time to pull off and refuel both myself and my car. I pull into the first gas station I see which was almost empty due to the late hour. there was one other car which I assume is the employee that is working inside the gas station. I walk into the brightly lit store and see a cute young man, no younger than 20, sitting behind the counter. I smile at him as I approach the register and take a crisp 20-dollar bill out of my wallet. He smiles back at me and I see his eyes start at the floor and work up my curves.

I’m not ugly by anyone’s standards, but I’ve also never been fighting guys off. The clerk was cute and had a friendly smile as I approached him, so the small amount of attention was taken with pride. I’m wearing a pair of navy blue Hollister sweatpants and a black tank top where the bra that holds my 32D breasts is poking out of the top. And my long, shiny blonde hair drapes over my perky breasts. Read more »

BEST FRIEND’S WIFE [MF] [cheat] [oral] [mast] [swallow] [grool] [guilt]

Six years ago, I was bartending when Michael and Sarah came in for drinks. At the time, they were just dating. We were all young. They ordered tons of drinks, got sloshed, and then rushed home. Before they left, Michael hugged me and said, “Let’s grab dinner soon. In the mean time, I gotta take Sarah home and fuck her brains out!” He was my best friend.

And Sarah was just stunning. It hurt to look at her. She came around the bar for a hug, but ended up planting a solid kiss right on my lips. My eyes grew wide. Was this a mistake? Had she meant to do that? Was she just drunk? I don’t know.

They married a few years later, had a kid, moved to the ‘burbs and our friendship, as a result, suffered. I rarely saw them. When I did get the chance to see Michael, he’d sit around and whine about the fact that his marriage sucked. It was all KID KID KID and then a little time to snuggle or kiss his wife, but that was about it. They were always exhausted between work and family and work and family. But it was what he wanted, and so for that, he couldn’t be happier. Read more »

Sabina the Not-Yet Twenty Witch: Part 1 [MF][Oral][Mast][Exh][Voy][Magic]

**Note:** I found this the other day when going through some old files, and I thought it might be enjoyed by some due to the recent TV show (which this pre-dates). Oddly enough, I *also* based this off of the more modern / edgy comic series. Fair warning, this story is incomplete (though there will be a few more parts posted).

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**Chapter 1: What’s Your Price for Flight**

Sabina was dreaming. She knew she was dreaming because when she looked down at herself flying on her broom, the hair between her legs was all black. Ever since she turned sixteen, ‘came into her bloom’, as her ‘aunts’ said, she had a streak of platinum blonde hair running up the right side of her bush—her Harry Potter pussy. The nearly white blonde hair matched that on her head, which had changed color overnight when she’d begun her moon cycle at thirteen. That was a difficult transition, but she’d gotten used to all the changes over the years, and there was only the last come, in six months, when she turned twenty, when she dedicated herself to the spirits, to becoming a witch. Read more »

End of her dry spell! [MF]

This is a repost of a story I posted 3 years ago on another account. Of course I lost the password. I am writing again, and wanted to have one account with all of my writing on it. Hope that is ok!

I have a great couch. It cost a lot of money, and is part of a large home theater area in my condo. This is the first of some stories from this couch that I will post here. If it goes well, I will post more. I met Sonya through a class we took together at an adult education center. She was in her late 30’s, I was a tad older. We had gone for coffee a few times after an evening class. Had a few long discussions about our divorces and the asshats we had married, and now were through with. It was clear to her that I had been successfully dating a few women since my break up. It was clear to me that she had endured 2 sexless years at the end of her marriage, and now had suffered 2 additional years of chastity before we met. She had not worked up the courage to go on a date yet, after a decade with the same man. She may not have noticed that she was stunning, a real beauty, and in excellent shape from a fairly fierce workout schedule that she told me about in detail. So I asked her out. Read more »

The Neighborhood: Part 10 [MF][Oral][Voy][Mast][Sex][Mdom][MC][SciFi]

**Chapter 18: Tagging in Mike**

The next morning, Colin woke to his wife starting to go down on him. He pretended to be asleep until she really got him going, jolting ‘awake’ in pleasant surprise.

“Good morning.” She said, looking up from his slick cock. “Don’t worry, I already brushed my teeth. I just figured you deserved a bit of a reward for being so nice last night.” She went back to blowing him, and he enjoyed the ride, coming as she took it all it, swallowing with a grin.

“I…am not complaining.” He smiled. Sitting up, kissing her on the cheek. “You can blow me every morning.” He said. “Or you can give me a hand job. I’m not choosey.”

“I make no promises.” She said, smirking. “But you need to get ready for work…and I need some coffee.”

“I half expected you to be passed out from talking all night.” He said, getting out of bed. For the past two weeks, he’d stopped wearing anything to sleep in. He hadn’t encouraged Alison to do the same, but part of him was okay with that. He enjoyed taking her clothes off, pajamas or otherwise. Read more »

The Morning[M][M][M][oral][gay]

My head felt heavy. A thick fog filled my skull. I tried to open my eyes and the fog spilled out over my vision. I blinked a few times and reached up to rub my head. I felt dizzy, the memories of the night flooding back to me. I remembered going out with the guys, I remembered tequila, and that was all I could wrap my head around.

I blinked one more time and looked up at the ceiling. It took me a few foggy seconds to realize that the white popcorn ceiling above me wasn’t my own. I looked a little around the room. The grey walls, the pale beige curtains, the dark wooden desk in the corner beside the bed. None of it was mine. It was in this moment that I looked down. I hadn’t felt the sucking before then, my mind was reeling and I finally realized what was happening. I looked down my bare chest and saw that I wasn’t alone. Read more »

[MF] Oral with my former babysitter/neighbor

K was two years older than me, and lived across the street in my rural home town. She would occasionally babysit me in our younger days, but definitely had mastered the “girl next door” vibe.

We had a friendly, definitely sexual vibe for many years. There was an evening where we were hanging out, and decided to play truth or dare. I eventuality dared her to let me smell her pussy with my eyes closed – I was a brash young man, still a virgin, but she complied.

Another time, after she got her driver’s license and a car, she took me to a beautiful overlook in our town, and we spent at least an hour making out. It was hot and heavy, but no sex.

Our final sexually charged encounter was a few years later, as I was getting ready to head off to college in a different part of the state, having spent my summer teaching kids about what plants are safe to eat in the wild, archery, and running a ropes course at a local summer camp. We were both of age by this point, but just barely so for me. Read more »

[MF] To all of those repressed religious folks who had to one day just let it all out

This one is for you. I must forewarn those here, this is not a simple tale of smut, but rather an interesting peak through the window of a corn-fed Bible-bred Catholic boy.

I began dating a girl when we were both freshman in college. We had excellent physical chemistry, nearly unmatched even in my current sex life. But before we get to that part I have to first get through the awkward fun figuring-things-out phase that I imagine most people go through at some point. We both went to a fairly conservative high school in the same town and grew up in what I would say was a fairly sex-negative environment. The best safe sex is no sex, wait until you’re married, etc, etc. I’ll clarify that while neither of us were virgins at this point, we each guarded our perceived “virginity” in such a way that to have sex before planning our wedding day would be a life ruining disaster. Read more »

ACCIDENTAL SWINGERS [mmff] [swing] [oral] [mast] [anal] [facials] [piss] [creampie] [creampie eating]

A few months ago, Valerie asked if I wanted to grab a cup of coffee after our workouts. I barely knew her, but we were friendly and so I said sure. She sported a very elegant diamond wedding ring, so I assumed she had a purpose in asking me out that would reveal itself during coffee. Instead, we just chatted for almost two hours, laughing, touching each other on the hands and legs. Finally, I just had to know.

“So, was there something you wanted to ask me or … was this just a social outing? Because it’s not a date … is it?” I asked, glancing at her ring.

“Oh,” she laughed anxiously, running her fingers over her ring. “No, no. No. I didn’t want to ask you anything. I just wanted to get to know you. I hope you didn’t think this was a date.”

“I didn’t,” I said. “I saw the ring. I just assumed there was something –”

“Nope. Just looking for new friends.”