I conditioned my boyfriend to get hard for horror movies part 3

Just a little story from tonight.

Typically he doesn’t touch me while I suck on him. I don’t mind really; it lets me focus on the themes in a gory movie while he tries his best not to throat-fuck me too roughly. Maybe it’s an unhealthy obsessions with sex and death, but it is what it is. Porn is fine, but if you want me wet and hot and horny, put on something gruesome.

Tonight I must have gotten him revved up with pointing out the cutest boys in the film. He likes playing the cuckold, but I haven’t found anyone else willing to watch a man get torn in two while I lick his shaft like an ice cream cone. Make me a little sad – I’ve got all these holes and no one to fill them!

Tonight BF had me do something a little different, and I couldn’t be more delighted. He asked me to sit on his dick while we watched for a while, and of course I had to be a tease about it. I found out if I leaned forward, I could rub my clit on the head of his cock. Once I finally let him inside (bareback, of course – the benefits of HRT!), he was gripping my hips to try and make me move. Or keep me still – it was hard to tell. He knows not to cum inside either way.

My first anal experience with a Daddy last night was incredible [FM]

I’ve been going through a bit of a purple patch recently. Long story short, it’s been a long pandemic. I’m in Melbourne, we had the longest lockdowns in the western world. I lost my job, my grandma, a tooth and an ovary. The ovary went along with a big tumour attached to it in 2021, and left me with a big scar, from above my belly button down to my mons.

This year I’ve been focusing on my new job, consistency at the gym and reenergising my love life. All of this is starting to pay dividends. With my new tighter, stronger more athletic body I’ve been buying some more lingerie. Mostly because ‘hot’, but also to take my mind off my scar.

I’ve been on Feeld for a little while now and have had some fun, but nothing really ground shaking. On Friday I went on a quick date, and a roll around, with a guy in town from LA. Dear reader, this is not the story I came to tell so I ask for your patience. He was nice enough, but being wildly horny as I was on Friday the one go at it and then cuddle left me wanting. I got an Uber home from his hotel at 6am and had a nap.

[MF] Made my sister cum on Webcam pt.3

Sorry to everyone who demanded part 3 I didn’t think it would take off!

Part 1and 2 on my page.

I paced Back-and-forth in my room causing the carpet to go flat. She won’t notice the phone on the counter right? I locked the screen before I left, I had to have, right?. I ran my hand through my hair and let out a sigh. I paced a few more times and swung the door open. I could see the light on under the bathroom door and I could hear water in the sink. “Don’t notice, don’t notice”. I said as I made my way to the door. I knocked on the door probably louder than I had ment to. “Hey Dawn, I need my phone” She opened the door rather fast. “What are you the police?” She chuckled and to my horror, handed it to me. “What are you afraid I would see all of your porn?”. I let out all the air in my lungs. I hadn’t realized I been holding my breath. “No, I just have a paper due by noon”. “If you say so brother”.

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First Time I Saw My Parents Having Sex [MF] [Voyeur]

My parents have always been fairly physically affectionate in front of others, at least compared to some of my classmate’s parents. It’s not like they would grind or paw at each other but they’d share deeper, albeit brief, french kisses on some occasions, like when one of them came back home from work, on each other’s birthdays and anniversary or New Year’s Eve. Besides this one afternoon I’m about to share here they had always been careful to be reasonably quiet, close the door or wait until everyone was asleep. Even when I finally found out what sex was I was blissfully unaware of my parents’ sex life.

I was a college student at the time, visiting my parents for a couple weeks. It was the last Saturday of the month so Dad would spend the afternoon with his friends. Sometimes when he came home from those outings he was visibly drunk. Not black out drunk, but still it was obvious. He’s a fun drunk so I didn’t particularly mind, but he had this glazed over look in his eyes that I only later discovered was actually a look of pure lust. At night he would often ask Mum to “shower together” or “lay down” in a hushed tone. She would try to finish whatever she was doing around the house but without fail would drop it to go with him.

[MF] How I accidentally became an amateur porn star

Sometimes life gives you foreshadowing. In my case, it came when a very drunk fellow at a college party insisted that I was a porn star and he felt that he had to call me out on it because that was just such a mind-blowing accomplishment to him, he had to lead a toast in my honor. His enthusiasm made perverse sense, seeing as horny 18 year old guys tend to think porn is the ultimate job, although it was disconcerting that he was so interested in my involvement.

Reader, I had never been in porn flick by that point, and all my friends were extremely confused as to when I found the time to bare it all on camera, well aware that I was busy with a full class schedule and several freelance tech projects. Aware that arguing with a drunk person was a lost cause, I did as the Madagascar penguins instructed: just smiled and waved, albeit with an eye roll and head shake.

“What the hell is he talking about?” asked one of my friends.

“No idea,” I grunted out of one side of my mouth while raising my shot glass.

My Experience As A Male Stripper [Group]

WARNING – NSFW details ahead:

I’ve never shared this part of my life in detail with anybody, so fuck it, here goes:

I got into stripping at the age of 27. I hadn’t had a steady relationship in a long time, and had turned to fitness lifestyle and really built myself. I saw and responded to a modeling agencies ad, where the idea to strip was also presented to me.

Towards the end of a risqué but ultimately safe-for-work shoot, the director of the photography asked very straightforwardly if I had ever considered adult entertainment. “Absolutely not” I explained, knowing that the lifestyle of a porn actor is not one I could easily vibe with. “No no, not pornography, it’s private entertainment, for small audiences.” He explained. “I think you would take to it, and-“, he suggested playfully “you get to be the center of attention”.

Fast forward a few days and not only have I called the number given to me but I also set up an interview/audition. For the sake of privacy and discretion, I will leave out the name of the group I worked for as a male entertainer. Their headquarters was a hole in the wall studio/office where the job was explained to me. I couldn’t believe what they were describing. “No way, women pay for THAT?” I asked, amazed at apparently how common these male stripper events were. “That and more.”

The Harvest, Part 5 [MF] [2nd Person] [Male POV] [Stepcest] [DILF] [Voyeurism] [Corruption] [Manipulation]

Tammy’s gift could not have come at a better time. Emptying yourself in Vika had also emptied the sexual thoughts plaguing you, and with several days of singular focus you’re as prepared as you could ever be come Saturday.

Claire’s sporty red convertible pulls into your gated driveway late in the morning. Not wanting to seem overeager you wait until Ashley texts you to head outside.

“Hi, Mr. M,” Claire giggles the moment she sees you. “Looking sharp.”

You’d donned your best polo and golf shorts, even breaking out the gaudy Rolex you rarely wore outside formal functions to round out the rich older man look. Ashley launches herself into your arms for a grateful hug. You kiss both girls on the cheeks and help them unpack, insisting on taking the heaviest bags for yourself. Your display of chivalry is also the perfect excuse to flex your strength. It works wonders. Claire purrs and runs a finger up your taut bicep too overtly for Ashley not to notice.

When all of Ashley’s trunkful of belongings are inside, you give Claire a gift card to Lucien’s as a thank-you present to wrap up this affair in a neat little bow. But as you’d feared, she’s too determined to send off that easily.

My first sexual encounter.

Now that I look back at it, my first sexual encounter was probably a bit questionable.
But 18 year old me didn’t care.
I had a very nice neighbor named Linda who was a divorced lady with no offspring that lived alone. I actually remember feeling sorry for her. She was in her 40’s.

She would drive me to school or give me a lift if she saw me walking home.
I would do garden work for her in return.
Once I spent the vast majority of a Sunday pulling weeds out of her garden beds and trimming her lawn.
She invited me in for a glass of water but I politely declined, telling her that I needed to go home for a shower.
She offered me a towel and said I could use her shower. I felt so comfortable in her company, I didn’t think anything of it, grabbed the towel and went into the bathroom to clean up.

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Enslaved And Educated [MF]

It always sucks when a long term relationship is over. Your heart is broken. You loose your best friend. And someone has to move out. In my case, I had to move out. And 30 year old me wanted out as fast as possible. I couldn’t stand her presence anymore.

Due the fact that I wasn’t the richest human being back then, my options were very limited. A place for myself was out of reach. Unfortunately. Well, looking back at it from now: Luckily I wasn’t swimming in money back then. But back to the story: I was looking for a room in an apartment. Yes, time to deal with roommates again. Well, it could be worse.

I was very lucky. I found some suitable. Something affordable after three days of searching. I went to check out the place, to meet my future roommate. She was more than just nice. She asked the right questions, I probably gave her the right answers. She told me I could move in. While I was checking out the place. I said yes, transferred her my first rent and some deposit, three days later I was living at her place.

How [M]y college g[F] cucked me (Part 2?)

If you haven’t read Part 1, I recommend reading through it for some additional context on how this lifestyle came to be. After some requests, I figured I’d give an update on how our cuck story progressed with David, so let me know what you think! Linking the first part below for ease of access:

How my college gf cucked me (Part 1?) from cuckoldstories2

After our first time with David, Rebecca and I spoke a LOT about our experience over break. Although we previously talked about having some threesomes with other guys and girls, I couldn’t wait until the next time I got to see Rebecca working another dick. Rebecca raved about the experience talking about how she loved being the center of attention and being able to try out another cock. Although she loved vanilla ice cream, chocolate and strawberry were nice to taste every once in a while, you know? When we first spoke about approaching David, we figured the first time with David would probably result in a double blowjob scenario. The goal was always to have her fuck David but we were definitely shocked how quick we jumped into it. It was definitely hot being able to sit back and watch her in action almost like a personal pornstar. Even if David had a big cock, I loved being able to see Rebecca’s reaction (and lust) to getting fucked by him. Over break, we got kinkier roleplaying and using more toys to simulate threesomes and other kinks. She got really into the dirty talking when playing it out. Once we opened Pandora’s box with David, we knew things would be changing next semester.