Dorm visit (all 3 parts) (mf) (shy girl)

I previously posted this story in its separate parts, but here’s the entire plot so far in one place for anybody who’s finding this for the first time. I personally have become quite fond of the characters so part 4 is a very real possibility, enjoy :)

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Pt.1

I’d been laying in bed when the knock came at my door. It was a quarter past eleven, and I had felt sure that no one else would bother me that night. I planned to ignore the knock and go back to sleep, passing it off as an accident and returning to my early night. The knocker, however, had other ideas; again came the sharp tapping on the door to my dorm. 

Begrudgingly, I reached over to the door and twisted the bolt, unlocking it with a loud click. My mysterious visiter took this as an invitation and pushed down the handle. The light of the hallway blinded me, my eyes closed against the glare. Seeing my distress, the guest closed the door and stood in the dark of my room, eerily silent. As I opened my eyes I began to panick, kicking myself for letting a stranger into my room at night, but my fears were dismissed when I opened my eyes.

Horny Housemates Part II [MF] [Mast] [Exh] [Voy]

Jack’s first week in the new house was rather uneventful (besides Steph’s accidental exhibitionism on Sunday). Steph didn’t have any more ‘friends’ over, and since she was at home most evenings her and Jack ended up getting to know each other. She told him she was just starting in her third year of university, and he told her about his new job and how he didn’t really know anyone in the city. It was nice to have someone to talk to, and Steph was quite easygoing, if a little sloppy as a roommate.

The third person in the house arrived on Wednesday, which was about the only time they saw her. A small girl with short brown hair called Martha, she’d taken her bags up to the top and then mostly stayed in her room, occasionally coming down for meals or to slip out, never saying where. Jack tried to talk to her a few times, but never for very long – he got the impression she was quite shy, and not one for conversation. That was fine – he liked talking to Steph more than enough.

The Story of Cunt II: Day Four [BDSM] [public] [humiliation] [FF]

**Author’s note: someone was constistently downvoting my chapters as soon as they got posted which essentially hid them from viewers. Thankfully, it seems that the chapters are regaining a bit of traction. The last story had only a few readers anyway, so I’m not expecting to go viral, but I do want my story reaching the audience that may appreciate it. This is to say, if you are finding this now, please go into my profile and catch up on the story. And enjoy!**

Cunt awoke still in the warm embrace of her hostess, a slight snore emanating into her ear, soft breathing on her neck, breasts squeezing into her back. The sun was out and she knew that this moment would end eventually but she wished it would last as long as possible. She wanted to turn around and look at her saviour, but she worried about waking her. So, she just lay there waiting for a sign of waking. That sign came when a delicate hand ran through her thick hair, followed by a breathy, half-asleep “good morning.” Cunt turned around to face the woman who held her last night and would soon use her with a few of her friends. As soon as she turned, the woman kissed her passionately. Her hand went under the cover but stopped upon realizing the time.

A Day in the Life of a Nymphomaniac (yours truly) [F] [MF] [FF]

0600: Wake up wet. Hump the air in animalistic horniness. Rub my clit for a quick orgasm while thinking about my friend Emily (see previous story), who I have plans to see with others later.

0615: Pull on sweatpants and tank top. Walk downstairs and eat breakfast.

0625: Lie on the couch and swipe on Tinder, getting progressively more sweaty, hot and aroused.

0705: Decide I need a shower from all this sweaty fun. Wash myself for about 40 seconds before trying to make myself cum with the shower head. Orgasm and then actually wash myself.

0730: Remember that I promised myself I would hit the gym this morning. Pull on sports bra, shorts (no panties), and hoodie. Walk to gym, certain of people looking at my camel toe.

0745: Complete full body weights workout and then spend 20 mins on elliptical, while images flash through my mind of the muscular men at the gym bending me over and pounding me.

0900: Quick shower in the gym, revelling in how my F cup tits and pussy are momentarily exposed in a public location.

0905: Put on some fresh shorts and my hoodie from earlier, so I’m technically decent as I walk home.

Reddit + OnlyFans turned my girlfriend into a porn star. Here’s how it happened – and thank you!! Paying for porn gets you better porn. (AMA if you want) [MF]

“Hannah” and I moved in together in the fall of last year. She’s 26, I’m 31. She was a new attorney at a small local firm and I work in tech from home.

**March:**

When COVID hit, we locked down hard & early (both of us have elderly parents who are immuno-compromised). It was super boring for a while. One night, I made a joke about r/Gonewild (she was a very casual redditor mostly on dog pictures). She laughed and made a crack about posting her tits. I said she should try it, and… well, she did (under a new account). It was nothing much – just a well-lit shot of her flashing the camera, no face or identifying features. And it got hundreds of upvotes!

About Hannah: she’s short-to-medium height, dark brunette, 34C tits. Extremely flashable. Kinda shy (at this time). She’s naturally very pretty, but knows how to really crank up the hotness for special occasions.

So Hannah was pretty chuffed about that and suggested doing it again. She wasn’t sure how I’d react, but I was totally into it. She posted again, and again, reddit loved it. It was huge for her confidence, and it definitely turned her on, too (which I definitely benefited from).

[M]y sexy and intense casual relationship with my [F]ormer high school teacher!

I was 19 years old, I was nearing the end of my first year at college and was preparing to have a relaxing summer. Every day, I would pass my high school on the way home, it was the quickest way to get home. Everyday I remember when I was taught by the most intelligent and beautiful woman, when I was high school, she was my English and Science teacher and she was the closest person I was with friends with in high school. There were no feelings between us back in high school, but when I was in college, the feelings began to develop.

When I would walk pass high school on the way home from college, I would see her leaving and getting ready to go home. One day, we struck up a conversation and caught up with each other, she asked me how college was going and I asked if she was getting worked hard by her new students and she said that our year group was better. At the time, she just turned 32 years old.

Surface tension pt 2 [F/F/M] [butch/femme/man] [threesome] [strapon] [femdom] [oral] [really long sorry]

A month or so had gone by since our first night together. In that time, Alex and I had sex at least twice a week, but otherwise our relationship was casual, more like a FWB situation than anything. I took her to breakfast a few times, basking in her “I came 4 times last night, and twice more an hour ago” glow as we sat across from each other savoring chocolate chip pancakes or french toast at her favorite diner.

I hadn’t gotten bored of seeing her writhe under my mouth or feel her hands on my chest when she sat on my face, grinding on my tongue. I had a feeling she wasn’t bored of me either; even when we passed each other between classes she flashed a cheeky grin and stuck her tongue out at me. Most of our housemates had to have known based on the sounds that must have come from her bedroom, and one gave me a two-thumbs up one morning as I stumbled out of her room on the way to the bathroom wearing only my boxers and a smattering of hickeys from my collar bone to my navel.

[F]ooling around with my husband and my brother [MMF]

First off, I’m not using any names for obvious reasons, and also please excuse any typos – I’m usually pretty pedantic about grammar, but I’m typing with one hand. A minute ago, I was sitting at my desk to write this, but I ended up clicking on the file of pics we took on the night, so now I’m on the bed with my knickers down around my thighs, half-teasing myself, half typing, and really battling the temptation to just give in, open the pics again and relive the night. So, apologies if I write a bit impatiently.

Anyway, last Friday while I was at work, my brother had been over helping my husband lay some new pavers in the backyard. Not that I knew that at the time; they’d arranged it last minute. When I got home, I put a couple of bottles of wine in the fridge, and noticed there was a pile of beer already in there. There was a big box of Thai takeaway on the counter too. More than we’d normally eat. But I didn’t put two and two together. When I went down to the bedroom to get out of my work-clothes, I heard the shower running and figured my husband had beaten me to it. But I thought it would be cute to jump in with him and surprise him, so I stripped and went in.

[F]ooling around with my husband and my brother [MMF]

First off, I’m not using any names for obvious reasons, and also please excuse any typos – I’m usually pretty pedantic about grammar, but I’m typing with one hand. A minute ago, I was sitting at my desk to write this, but I ended up clicking on the file of pics we took on the night, so now I’m on the bed with my knickers down around my thighs, half-teasing myself, half typing, and really battling the temptation to just give in, open the pics again and relive the night. So, apologies if I write a bit impatiently.

Anyway, last Friday while I was at work, my brother had been over helping my husband lay some new pavers in the backyard. Not that I knew that at the time; they’d arranged it last minute. When I got home, I put a couple of bottles of wine in the fridge, and noticed there was a pile of beer already in there. There was a big box of Thai takeaway on the counter too. More than we’d normally eat. But I didn’t put two and two together. When I went down to the bedroom to get out of my work-clothes, I heard the shower running and figured my husband had beaten me to it. But I thought it would be cute to jump in with him and surprise him, so I stripped and went in.

The Haunting of Licension Manor – Ch. 1

**Chapter 1: Invitations**

Sally Hines was free. At least from the world of high school. She stepped out from her last exam and made her way toward the bus stop to head home. Never again would she have to return to high school and the complicated social world that she had failed to understand. Next year she would be traveling off to college, far away, where she could make a fresh start. She would be able to reinvent herself. She could shed the dorky bookworm image and instead be the confident, intelligent young woman that she believed herself to be. Just the thought was already adding a spring to her step, her excitement building at a new stage of her life where the bullies didn’t exist.

“See you around, Hines with the Hiney!” a boy yelled out at her as he walked past. Sally deflated.