Tag: Porn

[F]ucking [M]y Tinder date at an arcade

I went on a first day with a guy named Anthony who I met on Tinder, and he invited me to go to the arcade by our mall. We connected instantly, and I could already tell it was going to be a good one.

The whole date was fun and flirty, he’d hold my hand while I played games, or put an arm around me if it was a more involved game. Slowly, he’d move to touching my back, giving me a kiss on the cheek if I did well, an additional reward to the piles of tickets we were winning.

You could cut the sexual tension in the air with a knife, we’d get super competitive over a game of air hockey or slide ball, I’d playfully punch him when he beat me and we turned everything into a little competition.

We sat down at a booth, ordered some drinks and wings, and took a small break from all the games. I sat extra close to him, holding his hand, thighs touching, and when he still wouldn’t make a move, I leaned in and kissed him. Read more »

The Problem of Three Little Virgins Pt1. [Mf][Cons]

Saturday, 11:00am, precisely. The doorbell rang. James was puzzled, who would be visiting him at this time, Girl Scouts? He saw silhouettes in the stained glass panels of the door, but he couldn’t see who it was. He opened the door, saying “Hi-” he looked and it was his niece, Hope, with two of her friends.

“Hi Uncle James,” Hope said, cheerily, “We were going to a friend’s place, and thought you might be a little lonely as Aunt Cass is stuck in Birmingham for a few weeks. Thought we would cheer you up!”

Hope barged her way in and the other two followed her. “Uncle James, this is Peta and this is Alex, friends of mine.”

“Hi ladies,” he said, “This is a surprise, wasn’t expecting you.”

“Yeah, I know,” Hope said, “Just rang mom and left a message, telling her where we were. Thought it had been a while since I saw you, so here we are.”

James was going to be busy a little later, so wasn’t worried about them being here and for the next twenty odd minutes, they made small talk, with Peta and Alex getting to know Hope’s uncle. The conversation died a little and it was then that Hope asked her uncle, the big question. Read more »

I had drunk sex with my mom! [MF]

So my parents have been divorced for the past year and half! My mom didn’t take it well at all and has been barely dating. To give some context I’m 25 and she’s 56.

So fast forward to about 6 months ago. I graduated from college and moved back in with my mom while I searched for my first post college job.

It was the first time in five years I was living with her consistently and it definitely took some time to get used to. I would have to pick weird times to jerk off when my mom would go to the grocery store, porn at no volume and definitely no walking naked to my bathroom.

Throughout the initial months it was pretty normal with my mom. Until one night my mom went out to her best friends place for a wine night.

I figured this was a great night to get drunk and watch some Netflix/jerk off! Hours go by I’m watching how I met your mother and getting really drunk off tequila. So I said fuck it, let’s stream some porn on my tv. Read more »

[MF] Putting a stuck-up little rich girl in her place.

“Be quiet,” Olivia grunted, struggling against her restraints, her eighteen-year-old ass wiggling deliciously before me. “Or my dad will hear.”

I grabbed her hard by her dirty blonde hair, forcing her head back, arching her back. In the mirror across the room, I saw a look of pained ecstasy on her young face as her pert tits thrust forward. I slid a hand between her ass cheeks, my fingers covered in lube, as I teased her open. She bit her lip.

“You don’t tell me what to do anymore,” I growled in her ear. “You keep your mouth shut, or I’ll shut it for you.”

She nodded hurriedly, her mouth opening in a wide, silent moan of pain and pleasure as I began to slide into her ass.

“Yes, Sir…” she whispered, barely audible. The New York City skyline glittered in the distance from her bedroom window as I embedded myself up to the hilt in her tightness. A single tear slid out of the corner of her eye, running over her Tiffany necklace—the only thing she wore—before dissipating on the pink tip of her flushed breast. Read more »

Last at the Bar [MF] [Very consensual] [A little/a lot stoned] [Tipsy &/or Drunk] [Spanking]

We’re both at a show. It’s loud, loud like ear-ringing-I’m-going-to-be-regretting-it-tomorrow loud. The band is…meh? They’re fine, I guess. They’re from Wisconsin, so, you know. Early 2000s emo has made a comeback in Wisconsin I guess because they’re loud. They’re loud. They’re whatever. I am whelmed.

By now most of the people who came to the show either left, or are still in the crowd but clearly regretting it, or they, like us, went straight to the bar at some point in the last hour. You and I have been eyeing each other for that last hour. Slowly our friend groups dwindled away, and it’s pretty much just us at the bar.

You wouldn’t hear me if I said anything because we’re too far apart, so I wave from across the bar. You wave back and smile a big and beautiful smile that sinks into me like a hook. My heart drops a beat. You motion me over with this kind of cowgirl mosey on over thing. So I do. Read more »

The Gang’s Slave

Summer wasn’t anything special for me. To be honest, I liked the structure of school. My dad is a high level executive at a company you probably deal with daily, and my mom is his trophy wife. Neither of them are home often, and I always have too much time on my hands.

This summer was the exact same as every single one before it–boring. My dad insisted that I go to a catholic girl’s highschool, but despite graduating, I still hadn’t made any friends. As for boys? I was a late bloomer. By the time I hit puberty, I was too introverted to even speak to boys my age in person. At most I would e-date, but even that got boring very quickly. However, there was one rebellious trait I had; I would sell weed to my classmates.

Back when I was sixteen, my older cousin introduced me to weed. And I had nothing better to do besides smoke, even though I didn’t even really enjoy it. But I had been introduced to Terrance. Terrance was my dealer initially, and he treated me rather well, giving me decent prices. When I told him some girls in school had been asking about weed, he have me a fourth and told me to sell it to them. He even let me keep the entire stack. Of course we settled on half-and-half later. Read more »

A day after my [F26] brother’s wedding, his best friend [M29] fingered me [FM]

This happened some years ago, I was 26 and my older brother was getting married to his long-time girlfriend. Everybody was stressing out about the wedding, except probably me; I’ve never been a fan of those sorts of events so I just couldn’t care less about the whole thing. The day came and went, and it was a nice, normal wedding. Their honeymoon was supposed to be 2 days after the wedding because they wanted to spend some time with their families and friends, since they lived in another city.

The day right after the wedding, we stayed at our grandparent’s old house, my brother, his wife, two of their friends and me. We spent the day at the pool, made a barbecue, and were talking and drinking the entire day. My brother and his friends have known each other since they were kids, so I also know them very well, they were almost part of our family. And one of them was really hot, I always had a bit of a crush on him: he was around 1.80m, kinda dark blond hair, green eyes, and a fit but natural body. He was like a ladies’ man when we were in school; every girl wanted to have this Italian guy (both his parents were Italian) as a boyfriend or as a lover, so he definitely liked to play around. But nothing ever happened between us because I always saw him as one of my brother’s best friends, and also because he was usually with one or several girlfriends, so there was never the chance, I guess. Until that day… Read more »

Midnite Vienna: Chapter 1 [MM/MF/FF]

Chapter 1: Bungle in the Jungle:

(Warning: heavy themes of Mind break and N*n-C*ns*ent)

Psychics are a naturally distrusting bunch. Large groups of them normally create an air of anxiety, an undercurrent of paranoia that made any friendly interactions near impossible. After all, who knows better then the psychics themselves how easy it is to drop your guard at a party. The psyhic course Reilly had attended had been almost unbearable due to this atmosphere. Reilly had dreaded her assignment to this group of more then 100 psychics for that same reason. How could she work with these other officers if none of them could even get close to trusting each other?

However, the Psyhic Task Force didn’t have this atmosphere at all. Even as she walked up the marble steps and through the glass doors, she couldn’t sense any sort of extreme paranoia. Granted, there was still some anxiety, but this was expected of anyone trying to hunt down rogue psychics. But none of this was directed at their fellow officers, and that simply amazed her.

Reilly was directed to her supervisor’s office by the secretary. A few flights of stairs later, she arrived and knocked on the door labeled “Officer Laine”. Read more »

Tied My Neighbor Up and Rode Him Hard! [FM]

I have the best neighbors. One in particular, who I�ll call �A�, and I have had a wonderful thing going for a while now; he comes over and fucks my brains out during the day when we both should be working. We�re both quite kinky and, like good sluts, open to trying anything to get off.

A few weeks ago we were sending some slutty texts back and forth when �A� mentioned how he wanted to tie me up, and use me as his fucktoy. He also really wanted to be tied up and give complete control to me, his favorite greedy cumslut. I�m all about making fantasy reality so I bought some under the bed restraints, set them up, and invited him over.

We like to play a game where he comes inside the house while I�m watching porn, playing with my pussy. He loves not knowing what he�s going to find when he comes downstairs. This time I dressed the part of a dominant slut; black crotchless fishnets, black satin panties, and lacy black sheer crop top. When he came down stairs I was on the couch, legs open, hand in my panties working my clit. I stood up, said hi, kissed him, and told him to take out his cock. After taking him in my mouth for a second or two I led him to my �playroom.� It�s a small bedroom off the basement with LED lights, a bed, sexy art, and all the toys you could want or need. Read more »

(MM) A change of colours

Bass was vibrating through my whole body as I slowly went down the concrete stairs. My head still felt heavy from heartbreak and daytime drinking. After spending days in a small dark flat and crying out my eyes between periods of depression naps it was almost as if I wasn’t used to standing up straight. Six years of relationship went down the drain as my mind slowly dripped into the gutter. Finally after two weeks a friend had finally broken through the thick haze around my eyes, thrown me into a shower, dressed me up and led me to a local club. The music would cure me he said.

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And it worked. After drinking myself into a mood the beats had managed to hijack my body and I felt at home between the hot grinding bodies. Just as I caught myself enjoying the whole messy bun of meat and feelings I felt a hand on my behind. Quickly watching around if my friend or one of his accomplices was playing a trick on me I noticed no familiar faces. Was it maybe a girl? No, they knew how terrible it was to be groped on the dance floor. Or was someone taking revenge on men? Confused I turned completely around and the hand disappeared unseen. No one was paying attention to me, all caught up in their dancing. Only some nerdy, scrawny looking dude was looking up, gave me a confused or maybe shy smile but quickly concentrated back on his friends. He didn’t look like he was the type to feel up some men. Read more »