F18 Me and my boyfriend M20 are very sexually active with each other. We each have our own favorite positions. Personally I like being pinned down or tied up, He likes to give it to me from behind. We both love all positions but we can both agree there’s some that we both enjoy more together than others. Missionary is a huge one we can agree on, were face to face I still get to be pinned down a bit and penetrated deeper than some positions, he gets so many options too like gazing into my eyes, kiss my lips, squeeze my neck, squeeze suck and bite my tits, grip my waist, look and touch my pussy/clit, and all while his cock spreads my pussy lips apart and thrusts in over and over again… Lost in thought reliving it… Anyway It should go without saying he makes me absolutely gush when we have sex.
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Nathan and Tammy – Friendly Neighbor
Nathan was 35 and a mechanical engineer. Looking at him you’d probably assume otherwise. Typically when not at work, he was in a tight white tank top and cargo pants, with tactical boots. He kept his ball shorts under his cargoes in case a game of basketball broke out.
Tammy was 23 and lived in an apartment across the complex from Nathan. She was a bit shy, but her full figure always got the boys attention when she went walking in the afternoons.
Nathan had noticed her several times, watching them play their morning pickup games from her balcony, sipping coffee.
He decided to keep an eye on that one.
A couple weeks later, he was walking down to the basketball court and saw her with the hood up on her truck. So he walked over and introduced himself. She was obviously distressed. So he asserted himself, leaned under the hood, and tweaked a couple things. She was up and running in no time. She was shocked at how intelligent he was and that he had gotten it done so quickly. She canceled the call with AAA and thanked him, offering to pay him. He waved it off with a smile and told her to have a good day.
The next Saturday, she was out there again. This time she was in jeans and a t shirt, but the hood was up and she was frustrated. So he stopped in to check on her.
“Baby,yo man needs to get you a better ride!”
“Nathan, I don’t need a man to buy me a car. I just need a competent man to fix it.”
” I’ve got time, if you need help”
“I’d hate to keep you from your game again.”
“No problem. My help is here, all you gotta do is ask.”
“I do need to go run some errands. Would you mind taking a look?”
He stepped in close to her, making deep eye contact.
“What’s the magic word Baby?”
“Nathan, would you please take a look under my hood”
Her seductive tone surprised even her. But he smiled
“Whats the magic word?” pushing her comfort zone, their chests almost touching.
“Please”
He grinned, accepting that for now. His cock already swelling at the idea of tapping this white girl.
He put his hands on her arms. She trembled at his touch. He gently moved her aside, his hand brushing across her tummy sending shocks through her body. Then he leaned in and started working on her truck. He asked her for a certain wrench. She didn’t have one. So he went and got his truck and used his tools to get it fixed. When he was done, his shirt and arms were covered in grease and dirt.
She invited him in to wash up and offered to wash his clothes for him. He smiled and slipped his shirt up over his head, tossing it in the trash.
“No worries Baby. It’s just a shirt.”
“You keep calling me that.”
“You don’t like it?”
“Not sure. Not used to it.”
“Your eyes sparkle every time I do.”
“Thank you for your help again!”
“My pleasure.”
“Can I pay you? Do I owe you anything for your time at least?”
he leaned in and planted a soft kiss on her cheek, whispering in her ear.
“You’re money is no good with me Baby. But I’m sure we can work something out”
She was shocked, her breath caught in her throat, her mind racing, her nipples hard and she suddenly realized her panties were wet with excitement. But this felt more like fear. She had invited a stranger into her apartment. But it was Nathan. He seemed like such a nice guy, helping her before.
“I’m gonna go play ball now. You said something about having errands to run. I”ll see you round Baby.”
‘Yeah, thanks again” she replied in a haze.
He saw himself out of the apartment and went on about his day. She pulled herself together and left to run her errands.
He saw her around the complex over the next few days and gave her a smile or a wave if he saw her, but didn’t approach her again.
Tammy got home that night. She had been floundering all day. She had never met anyone so arrogant and direct. How could he have been so cocky? He called her “Baby”…Who the hell.
Late that afternoon, she took a shower before meeting friends for dinner. In the shower, something about the heat of the water, she felt his kiss again and it was like she was standing there in front of him again, his lips touched her cheek, but this time she was standing naked. She had never imagined such, but it was so surreal she couldn’t ignore it. So she gave into her desire and masturbated standing in the shower. Living single she was used to getting aroused and taking care of it herself, but this time was different. The image of standing naked in front of Nathan, the idea of being fucked by a black man, was a first for her. She came in buckets, her entire body convulsing, the moans escaping her uncontrollably. She came down from the rush a few moments later, laying in the floor of the shower. “What the fuck was that” she thought to herself. She gathered herself, finished getting ready and went to meet her friends for dinner.
Later that night, she was back home. She had brought home a bottle of wine and slipped into one of her silk nighties to relax. She was browsing the internet and checking emails and got one of those porn invites that everyone called “Spam”. She was about to delete it when one of the messages caught her attention. “Blonde takes thick black cock”. She didn’t want to see that. Gross. How could any woman…sink…to that…Suddenly she was daydreaming again. She was back out front of her apartment, Nathan was there fixing her truck again. This time, in stead of asking if she owed him anything, she sank to her knees on the grass. In the dream he stepped up to her, one hand took out his cock, the other cupped the back of her head guiding her. She woke up from the dream mid orgasm. She stayed up till midnight watching white girls sucking and fucking black guys on the internet.
She fingered her pussy to three more orgasms before giving in to exhaustion and turning in for the night.
The next Saturday, Tammy got up and went to go for a morning run. She had been having the same recurring dreams over and over and had to find a way to shake them. She could never be with a black man, and what would an athletic guy like that see in her?
When she got back to her building, Nathan was there, under the hood of her truck and there was a bag from the parts house on the ground by his tools.
“Nathan? What the hell?”
“Baby, hi” He smiled, but she looked more disturbed than happy.
“Nathan, what are you dong?”
“This thing was just gonna break on you again. Couldn’t have you broke down somewhere, so I fixed it. Shouldn’t bother you any more now.” He closed the hood and stepped in close to her again, making eye contact.
“Nathan, you shouldn’t have.”
“Baby it was nothing. Like I said. Can’t have you breaking down somewhere on the road.”
“I don’t know what to say.”
“Say I can come in and wash up?”
“Yeah, sure. You want something to drink?”
“Yeah, a water would be real good. You mind?” He asked, nodding towards the bathroom.
“No, please, help yourself. I’ll get those waters.” She said as breathless from his close proximity as from her run.
She grabbed water from the kitchen and went to the living room to wait for him, struggling to maintain her composure. Just looking at him was making her knees weak. Wait..Was that? Why was her shower running?
“Nathan, you ok?”
“Yeah Baby, I’m fine.”
She turned the corner and he was standing naked in her shower.
“Nathan, what are you doing?”
“What’s it look like?”
“I’m sorry, I just..Here let me get you a towel. I don’t know what to say.”
“You said help myself, so I did Baby.”
She hung the towel on the rack by the shower and did her best not to stare at him.
“and it’s not what I’m doing. It’s what we are doing. Get your clothes off and get in here.”
“What? With…Nathan…I appreciate the help and all but.”
“Baby, did it sound like a question”
“Nathan we..I ….No”
He stood staring her down. She couldn’t make eye contact.
She stepped out and into her bedroom.
Her hand went to the phone to call the police, but what would she tell them?
A neighbor fixed my car and helped himself to a shower, after I told him to?
She dropped her hand from the phone, her mouth dry. The haze came back to her eyes and in the next breath, she stripped out of her clothes and stepped into the shower beside him, standing naked in the shower next to a black man, a large, muscled, black man. His cock curved downward, as large as anything she had seen on the internet videos, and larger than anything she had ever been with.
He took her chin in his fingers and looked into her eyes.
“Who am I?”
“Nathan” she breathed back,
“Who are you?”
“Your Baby”.
“Good girl…Have you ever sucked a dick Baby”
“yes, but not like that” she looked down licking her lips.
“Well now you have.” he gently tilted her chin up and kissed her, slipping his tongue between her lips, tasting her.
He backed away softly. “Baby, I’m bout to rock yo world.”
“Im not sure about this Nathan.”
“Baby, you say that like you have a choice?”
He placed his strong hands on her shoulder an she followed his guidance to her knees, as if it were the most natural thing. His other hand cupped the back of her head just like he had in her fantasy. It was like her body was driving itself. What would her friends say if they saw her now, naked, in the shower, sliding her tongue along a thick black cock? Yet here she was and it was so delicious, so wonderful, her own juices were dripping down her inner thigh as she began kissing and sucking the mushroom tip.
Her hands slid up the back of his thighs, and squeezed his butt as she began sucking his slowly, working her way inch by inch.
She had gotten about four inches into her mouth and worked it slowly with her lips and tongue. He gripped her head firmly, and pulled out of her mouth, kneeling in front of her. His hands slid down her breasts and pinched her nipples between his fingers, eliciting a tight hiss from her. Then one of his hands moved down sliding over her mound, his fingertips finding the hungry lips of her pussy. He touched her as if he owned her. She had never felt this way. She had never felt so out of control, so small, so unbelievably wanted.
He softly stroked her swollen clit.
“Baby. I need you to repeat after me. Understand”
“ahh..Uh huh..”
“No Baby”
“Yes sir”
“Thats better”
His middle finger slipped inside her gently, filling her.
“I am going to be a good little cock sucker”
The shock rushed over her. How dare he touch her like that and expect her to say such ridicu…..
“I am going to be a good cock sucker” she heard herself recite in a breathy voice.
“I am going to follow Masters Rules”
Master? Who the fuck does he…
“I am going to follow all of Master’s Rules”
“Rule 1. Wetter is always better. I will get Masters cock wet anytime he wants.” Staring at her, waiting for her reply. She tried to look away from his dark eyes, but with one hand between her thighs, he gripped her jaw firm but gently with his other hand.
“Are we going to have a problem Baby”
“No Master.” she gazed back at him and at that point, she let go.
“I am going to be a good cock sucker. I am going to follow Masters Rules.
Rule 1. Wetter is always better. I will wet My Masters cock anytime he needs me.”
“Good Girl Baby. Rule 2. I will not waste a cock. I will take all of it. Lets hear it.”
“Rule 2. I will not waste a cock. I will always try to take it all.”
He slipped his finger from inside her and she felt completely empty.
“That’s not the rule baby. You wont try. You are going to take every inch, of every cock I put in front of you. Understand.”
“Yes Master. Please Master. I don’t know if I can.”
“I’ll teach you.” he stroked her face and slipped his finger between her lips, covered in her juices. She parted her lips and tasted, sucking it hungrily.
“What is the rule Baby”
With his finger still in her mouth, “Rule 2. I will not waste a cock. I will gladly take every inch that my Master gives me.” Looking up at him for approval.
He leaned in and kissed her forehead, slipping his finger from her lips.
“Rule 3.” smiling down at her. “No teeth.”
Smiling back up at him “Rule 3, Master, No teeth.”
“Rule 4. No Drugs. I want you clean of mind, body, and soul. No exceptions.”
“Rule 4. No Drugs.”
“Good girl. now” no more words, he stood, and rubbed his cock over her face. She run her tongue over it as he did. He touched her as if he owned her and she had never felt more complete. She was his. When the tip of his cock passed over her lips, she opened her mouth and kissed it and he slowly began feeding it to her. She placed her hands on his hips and began to bob up and down inch by inch. She was both excited and terrified. She still had no idea who this man was and yet here she was naked in the shower with his cock in her mouth, like some kind of slut….and it felt wonderful.
She bobbed up and down, her lips tight around his thick cock. One hand moved back to his ass, and her other massaging his balls hanging.
“That’s good Baby. But I think you can do better.”
Airtight
So, recently I wrote about our first MFM experience and how tantalizing that was. Well not to be outdone I wanted to see if we could get her airtight. Let’s go all the way right?
We had planned another trip to oasis with the same guy we met initially, for MFM round 2. We discussed the possibility of adding a third guy if we saw one who fit the bill, but no expectations. If it happens it happens.
Well I guess fate was shining on us as 2 days before the big day, we connected with a single male when reached out on a swinging site we use. Now we didnt talk with him specifically about this possibility beforehand as we didnt want to get anyone’s hopes up or make promises if it didnt unfold that way.
Fastforward to game night and we get settled in at oasis. We see our friend and start getting ready. Part of this MFM was going to be a double domming bdsm scene in the dungeon. She promptly got tied in a harness with her collar on. I paraded her around the place a bit to show her off, stopping to gaze at couples and enjoy the looks we were getting. (Not to brag but my wife is like, stupid hot btw). We make our way back to the dungeon and get her ready for her half suspension.
[M]y First Time Serving a Size Queen Redditor – Part 1 – The Build and Her [F]irst Orgasm
It’s true when they say you should never judge a book by it’s cover. When I sat down at the bar with Emily that fateful night I was truly naive to her sexual dynamism. We had met on a dating app, then briefly in person for coffee, and had continued flirty but generally PG-13 at worst banter, until we went out a 2nd time, this time to a bar for drinks and appetizers. She was dressed similarly to when we first met, tight jeans that hugged her alluring curves, and a black blouse that revealed just the slightest bit of cleavage. Nothing to suggest the nearly insatiable dominant goddess lurking within. I was hoping for a fun night but truly had no idea what to expect.
As 1 drink became 2 our conversation turned a bit more explicit. The topic of porn came up and I volunteered that Reddit had become a favorite for me as I could really hone in on my particular kinks and preferences. Emily visibly perked up at this and inquired as to my fav subreddits. I started with a few of the bigger subs, not wanting to fully show my hand just yet, but a mention of TributeMe again caught her attention. A slight flush came across her face and I knew I’d potentially stumbled onto something.
Experimenting While Away at College [FF] [Lesbian] [Teen] [Toys]
“Shut up!” Emma squealed, throwing her pillow at me. “He’s not that ugly!”
“He so is!” I replied, laughing about her ridiculous ex.
Emma and I have been best friends since junior high. Starting college with her has really helped ease my nerves. We’ve gotten so close over the years and I’m so grateful to have her here with me. But I’m definitely not grateful for the shitty men she’s met this year.
Her ex was less than impressive. He was just a bum, failing out of his courses, and didn’t realize what he had in front of him. Emma was truly so beautiful. She had long blonde hair that barely hit her waist and mesmerizing blue eyes. She’s smart, she’s hilarious, she’s gorgeous. I just can’t understand why she lets men treat her the way they do.
It’s just platonic, though, her and I… in case you were wondering. Emma is as straight as can be. Myself? I’m straight, I think. I questioned it for a while, but plenty of people tell me straight girls watch lesbian porn all the time and I feel like I just fall in that category. But I am still left wondering why the scent of Emma’s perfume on her neck gives me chills…
Sexcapades of a Shy Guy – pt. 1 [MF]
Disclaimer: This story and most I intend to write involve infidelity. If that’s not your cup of tea, please move on to the next post.
So, the backstory. I have always been a shy guy. Quiet. Well-mannered. Qualities that don’t serve one too well in the dating game. But a combination of growing up in a broken home and getting access to porn at too young an age led to some sexual deviancy that would inevitably lead to some pretty entertaining stories.
This first story is how it all started.
It was my senior year of high school. My girlfriend at the time, Stephanie, and I had been dating since 7th grade. She was big into saving it for marriage. We lived in a small rural town in Ohio with pretty traditional values, so it wasn’t abnormal. And for the most part, I didn’t really have a problem with it.
Until I met Alyssa.
Alyssa was a sophomore. Alyssa was hot. Hotter than Stephanie. Alyssa was one of the only Hispanic girls in the school. She had big brown eyes, the dark hair and dark skin, as well as the curves to match. But she never left her boyfriend’s, Danny, side. Also, we’d never spoken.
The Night my Life Truly Began. Part 8 [Forced] [M/MM]
Part 8
Inside the house I am led down into the basement, before I even get to the bottom of the stairs I can hear what is going on. The sound of a man crying and pleading to be let go echoes up the stairs. I take a deep breath and step into the barely lit room, with no furniture other than a mirror leaning against the wall. My eyes fixate on the sight before me, a man who looks like he has been there for some time. On all fours on the bare concrete floor with one of the group of men surrounding him thrusting in and out of his arse. The victim looks at me and hope seems to rekindle believing I’m here to help. This is short lived as another man moves between us and shoves his cock into the poor man’s mouth. In the corner is a woman on her knees, her face held in position and forced to watch her husband’s humiliation. Tear stained makeup pouring down her face. It’s feels odd seeing my almost exact situation from the point of view of the rapists.
It’s Finally Happening [MFMMM] [Oral]
We both couldn’t believe it was happening. As life would have it, we were both available in Los Angeles for a business trip and decided to cross that line in the sand and meet up for dinner. We agreed to meet at a local restaurant that was highly recommended by the locals. I asked you to wear something naughty and to make sure you did not have any panties on.
Once you walked in, it was like the whole cliché’ where the music stops and everyone turns their heads to see you walk in. You don’t notice or don’t care, and walk straight to my table. I stand up at which time you notice the bulge in the front of my pants. I extend my hand and we exchange the American greeting with a firm handshake. I motion you to sit down.
I can smell your perfume as it permeates the air. It is just the perfect combination of perfume, nervousness, and perspiration. We chit chat and exchange pleasantries. Up to this point, I know what your pussy, asshole, and tits look like, since we had snapped some pics back and forth, but I really hadn’t had a chance to see your face. I notice your white teeth and beautiful smile.
My first time doing anal [fm]
I have had fantasies of anal sex for more than a decade now. I have been open about my desire to try it with all of my sexual partners. However, unlike in porn, not everyone is down for anal all the time. My past girlfriends and hookups either outright rejected the idea or put me off with vague promises of “later” or “sometime”. I was resigned to having to keep anal sex as just a fantasy.
My new girlfriend didn’t reject trying anal out of hand, but she also didn’t seem that enthusiastic about it, saying she had tried it and didn’t really like it. She was initially resistant to all kinds of ass play, but over time she opened up to it. First, she started letting me put a finger on the outside of her asshole when she was riding me, then she started enjoying my tongue wandering down to her butt when i ate her out, once her ass was wet with my spit she would let me slip a finger in every now and then.
My Roommate asked [F]or a [M]assage
So never have written out a story before so bear with me. Skip to *** for sex.
Background: This take place several years ago, I recently had move to Chicago and was 25 years old. I am a 6-1, white, lawyer who is in relatively good shape. My guy friend roommate at the time decided to bail and I had to go searching for a new one or give up a pretty prime spot that was well connected to parks, public transit, and was dirt cheap. So started shopping my apartment around, I had several guys come by but they were all real weirdos. It got to be 1 week before my lease turned over and still had not found anyone until Lauren showed up. She was a university student transfering in, she was 21, stood about 5’4″ with blonde hair and blue eyes. She had really striking german/model features that her profile picture on the app did not pick up on. She seemed pretty normal during our conversation; I wasn’t really looking to have a female roommate, but given the choice between her and some creep it seemed like an easy answer.