Janice and the Mushroom King Part 2.1 [Mf] [voy] [oral] [weird] [fantasy]

Janice emerged from the narrow crack in the hillside with all the grace of a breach-born calf, lubricated by the abundance of fungal fluids that coated her from her cute dimpled chin to her neat little navel. Billy was crouched close enough to see that her mouth was also full of the stuff, her cheeks bulging gerbil-like.

She made a grasping motion with an outstretched hand until the Mushroom King passed her his gourd, then she retched the mouthful of thick mushroom-drainings into the neck of the gourd and gasped for breath.

"Lord," she said, brushing away the stray hairs that clung to her cheek. "Them eager little fellers did half the work. I swear they were fightin' each other for room in my mouth."

She stretched and patted herself down, then found her cane and click-clacked in the direction of the stream. She knelt there and splashed herself with cupped handfuls of clear water until her face and chest were clean. The faery handed her a bundle of twenties which she took with a smile and folded into the rear pocket of her denim shorts.

"Where to next?" she asked.

[M]y girlfriend and I had our first public experience yesterday

So yesterday, my girlfriend (Ashley we'll call her) and I met up yesterday. It had been about a month since we last fucked and about the same time since we had spent more than 25 minutes together.

We were both understandably horny and decided to look for somewhere to fuck; it was right after work and we both live a solid hour and a half from my workplace in different directions.

I have a small public sex fetish ever since I had fingered my ex in a park in broad daylight.

We went to the pier that was nearby, it had a parking garage that was undergoing construction inside and so we went in.

We climbed a flight of stairs and found ourselves in a section with cars that had dust covers and we took it that it was rarely used.

We got down to business in no time, going from oral to vaginal and back. However, midway, we heard some employees of the garage driving around on those John Deere type tractors with a luggage attachment and we hid behind a car.

Motosicle [MF Mast Oral Infidelity Orgasm] [Normal Body Hair][Motorcycle]

Motosicle I get to the office at 930 today. It's a glorious summer morning, and I'm wearing a light floral print summer dress. I had decided to take my time this morning, and to walk around near the river, to listen to the birds and feel the morning sun on my face. It's nice that Sherry, my receptionist, has made coffee, and I pour a cup. Anything urgent? I ask her.

Nothing yet she replies. You're showing Hillside to the Parkers at 11.

Thanks, I guess I'll check my email and get things ready. I click the door shut to my office, and fire up the computer. Taking a sip of coffee, I notice an email from Michael. He's an ex boyfriend who stays in touch. We weren't particularly compatible, but we always had great sex and now he sends me dirty emails that always have a way of improving my mood. He's attached a photo of his chest and stomach, with just a peek at the beginning of his penis, leaving the rest to my imagination. His chest is hairy, and there's a trail of hair winding down his stomach to his pubes. He's not necessarily what you'd classify as fit, but I still think he's sexy as hell.

Jake Part XX – Divergence [MF NC reluc timestop oral]

My name is Carol Dane. Well, not really. It’s just an alias I chose for all this Traveling, and I intend to ask my parents not to name me that before I go. Anyway, for now, you can call me Carol.

I’m a Time Traveler.

More specifically, I’m a second-generation timebender. That’s what we eventually started calling ourselves. My parents and I are the only ones we know of, although we check in with my half-brother from time to time just to be sure. And a couple other “accidental” relations. Dad gets around a little bit.

We’re pretty sure none of them will develop the power. Not the way that I did. Dad developed it on his own, at least in my original timeline; I’ve sort of muddied those waters. He created a “Magic Remote” with his mind, totally by accident, and it awakened the power to stop and control time in him. My mother, who is also his daughter, developed the same abilities after she started using the remote. But I never once touched the thing, and when I hit puberty, I accidentally froze the world during gym class. To my credit, that dodge-ball was coming right for my face.

3of6 – Returning Favors

A long time ago I started a story, but never finished. For a number of reasons, I decided to fill in some of the gaps I left. I hope you like this and let me know whether you want the final installment. ;-)

As Bill's head lay back against his pillow, an unexpected sense of nervousness struck me. Butterflies filled my stomach as I rolled to the side.

Bill folded his hands behind his head. "You don't look like you're ready to sleep." I whispered.

"Nope." He replied extending an arm around my shoulders. It was that silent way men prompt a women to lay on their chest and prepare for go to work.

Now, I should add that the reason…I mean THE reason…I don't like receiving oral sex is the assumption that it's a two-way thing.

In my head, I knew I didn't owe my brother in-law a damn thing. I kept reminding myself of that as I slid over and rested my head on his stomach.

"Are you expecting something?" I asked coolly when he rested a heavy palm on the back of my head.

(M)y dis(f)unctional girl(f)riend and her mother

After completing my freshman year at the university about a year ago, I was back living at home for the summer. I got a job at a local restaurant to make some spending money, and that's where I met Mackenzie. Restaurants with lots of young waitresses make good hunting grounds for babes to hook up with, and Mac was no exception. She was very hot, about 5 feet 10 inches tall, had a dynamite figure, brown hair with red highlights that came down to her tits, and she seemed to have no inhibitions whatsoever.

After meeting, we soon started hanging out together, and in no time she wanted to fuck. It was like our second date and I was driving her home (she lived with her divorced mother). She asked me to pull into a strip mall parking lot (all the stores were long closed) and when I stopped, she pulled up her skirt and slid out of her thong and said, "Let's fuck." I was 19, and had screwed my fair share of girls, but this was a first. No kissing, no fondling, just "Let's fuck." I reached down to her pussy, and she was already plenty wet. I told her I didn't have a condom, but she insisted she was on the pill. I asked to see for myself, and she reached into purse and pulled out the pack with about half of them missing. OK! I pushed back her seat to let her kind of lay down, unbuckled my belt and pushed my own trousers down and we went at it. Our first time was pretty clumsy (the conditions were not ideal), but we both managed to come. I liked this girl.

[m]y first time meeting a girl with an oral [f]ixation

Meeting Ally was completely unexpected. It was a few years ago, and I was new at my current place of employment. My staff team was asked to give a tour of our facility, and Ally was one of the many people who came through. I was caught off guard to hear her ask me if I was [insert my name here]. She was extremely friendly and smiled the whole time. She explained that she knew a good friend of mine, who had mentioned me a few times, and she recognized me based on his description of me. She was really smiley, told me that my friend had said great things about me, and gave me a hug, saying that we'd have to get together and meet properly sometime. I agreed and she went to continue the tour.

Ally was short and bubbly with dirty blonde hair. She's a good 5 years older than I am. She is also one of the more extroverted people I've known, and is always happy to meet new people. I didn't get even the slightest hint of a sexual vibe from her – not in a bad way, she just didn't broadcast in that direction. Physically, she was tiny. She had enough flesh to let you know she was attractive and female, but was definitely on the lean side. Her skin was thoroughly tan from spending a lot of time outdoors, and she was almost always smiling or laughing about something.

A Harlot’s Story, Part III [M/F, orgasm denial, oral]

The ride back to the apartment was quiet. Josh tried to start a conversation, but I couldn’t bear to speak to him. I had utterly betrayed him. I tried to tell myself it wasn’t my fault. That the sex was so good, that I couldn’t resist it. A pitiful excuse, I realize. It felt like I had become a slutty, high school cheerleader.
“Babe…you ok?” I heard Josh ask.
“Oh. Yeah. I’m…I’m fine.”
“Did Simon do something stupid while you two were alone?” he asked, half-joking. “He sometimes says stupid things…but he is pretty harmless.”
I guiltily gulped down. “No…” I said quietly “…he didn’t do anything…”
I tried to put it out of my mind and act natural. That didn’t work out. I think I came off worse, cause Josh kept quiet for the rest of the trip.
We arrived at his apartment and I quickly ran to the bathroom. I took a nice, cold shower, to put my mind at ease.
“Alright. This was a one-time thing. I love Josh…He’s my boyfriend, the best I ever had. This was just a minor set-back. A one-time mistake. It won’t happen again.”
I got out of the shower, in my thin, robe. Josh awaited on the bed, in his boxers, doing a sexy pose.
“Hey babe…ready for some a’loving?” he said, half-teasing.
I couldn’t help but giggle. I was gonna try to redeem myself, by having sex with my boyfriend…yes. I’ve sunk incredibly low.
“Alright sexy…” I said, slowly slipping my robe off. “…I’m ready.”
I got on top of him and kissed him, gently biting down his lower lip. He slipped his tongue in my mouth and put his hands on my hips. We made out for a few minutes. Josh caressed my body, slowly moving up towards my tits. He was so gentle…completely different from Simon, I thought. NO! Stop thinking about Simon. Josh is here. With me. He is my boyfriend. NOT Simon.
He took my nipples and gently rubbed them between his fingers. It was quite arousing, I must admit.
I slipped his boxers off, revealing his throbbing cock. I smiled at him, as I wrapped my mouth around it and went down. His cock was as amazing as always. I could feel my pussy getting wet, as his cock was grinding against my throat, getting bigger in my mouth. I felt my body burning up. I kept getting hornier and hornier. I wanted my boyfriend’s cock inside me. I couldn’t wait for it.
Suddenly, I felt a thick, warm liquid, slipping down my throat. It was semen. Josh had cum…in my mouth…after a few minutes of blowing him. I had no choice but to swallow his semen and pull myself up.
“Oh shit…” Josh said, pulling up as well. “…I’m so sorry babe. I thought I could hold it longer.”
I tried answering. But sexual frustration overwhelmed me. Silently, I stood off the bed and went to the bathroom.
“Babe…” Josh called after me.
“It…” I forced myself to speak. “It’s fine…” I looked back at him, forcing a smile. Quite a convincing one, apparently cause it convinced Josh. The fucker fell right back into bed.
“Sorry again babe.” He yelped, before resting his head on the pillow and falling asleep.

A Visit Home – [MF]

So this was originally a response I wrote for a post in /r/DirtyWritingPrompts, and I also posted it to literotica, but I thought I'd see what you guys thought to get some more direct feedback. Let me know what you think of the writing, dialogue, characters, and whatnot. I'd really love to improve my work, so thanks in advance. Hope you enjoy!


The engine of his brother’s old 1970 Chevelle cut off as Raymond removed the keys from the ignition. The silence took him by surprise, as it always did when he’d ride in it with Danny when they were younger. He got out of the car, taking note of the stares he got from passers-by in the parking lot as he shut and locked the door. No doubt they were curious as to why this stranger was in Danny Moreno’s car, and who he was.

The looks were put on the backburner as Raymond turned and walked into Terri’s Grocery. He hadn’t been in there in 14 years, not since the day he’d left for college. It was strange, being back home after so long, but here he was, going back into the store that belong to his old school bully’s family. Raymond laughed as he wondered what had happened to Derrick Terri, whether he was still the jock prick he was back then, or if he’d finally grown up and became a decent person.

An Ode to Oral with Pictures… /u/highavailability does it right!

In previous posts from our first meetup, several commenters highlighted the fact that I went down on HA multiple times without reciprocation. That was 100% my preference. Historically, I haven’t been a fan of receiving oral. I’d never gotten off from it, and I would just constantly have this anxious feeling that they were only doing it because they thought they had to. I’m way too in my own head, but I’d told HA in advance that I wasn’t into oral and he respectfully let me have my way the first time around. Over the past month, the subject has come up in conversation more than once. He mentioned how much he enjoys doing it and that he thinks it’s one of his strongest skills sexually.
My personality trait that is probably simultaneously my best and my worst is a burning and insatiable curiosity. It gets me into trouble. I don’t know when to let things go, and I can’t ignore the niggling unknowing in the back of my brain. It’s also what makes me adventurous and willing to set aside reason and logic to meet a reddit stranger and have him naked within the hour….and then enthusiastically agree to consensual rape a month later. All of that just to say that HA said he was amazing at oral, and I had to know what all the hype was about. I told him in advance that I was going to ignore my anxiety about receiving oral and let him have at it…and he did not disappoint.