Truth or Dare? [MF]

Truth or dare?

She picks truth yet again as we stand in my kitchen. She’s nursing her vodka cranberry while I finish up my umpteenth beer. I tease her for a bit about picking yet another truth. But the truth is (pun intended) I quite enjoy when she picks tuth. It gives me a chance to probe her with questions and steer the conversation into her sexual desires.

Hmm. Ok, what is the hottest thing we’ve ever done?

She thinks on the question and I excuse myself to use the bathroom (damn beer). When I get back I can see her resting on my kitchen peninsula looking through her phone intently. I take second to admire how wildly sexy she is. Even when she’s just wearing jeans and a shirt the side profile of her tight sexy ass and with that oh so cute determined look on her face makes my heart race a little more. She’s so cute and shy most of the time. It’s what makes her next statement sound so perfectly naughty..

So… Did you figure it out?

[FM] Chronicles of a handjob slut – Fast Times with a premature ejaculator

Hey everyone, hope you’ve all been well. Thank you for all the messages and support. This week so far has been tough, hating this virtual working arrangements and being at home is making me EXTREMELY horny. I’m trying to stay active, eating right, exercising and trying to tone my ass so that it really pops in jeans and yoga pants, that type of stuff.

In amongst all this pent up frustration I thought I would write a story about this guy I fooled around with who was a premature ejaculator. For the purposes of this story I will call him Anthony.

So, Anthony was a guy I matched with on tinder and we started chatting. It was clear he was sweet and well mannered and he was pretty cute. We hit it off and talk obviously eventually turned to more sex related and the possibility of meeting up. As always I probed anthony in the following way:

“Do you jerk off alot?”

“Yeah usually.”

“While watching porn? What kind?”

That’s usually an invite to see where their headspace is at. To be honest I can’t remember what Anthony said.

We [FM] experimented with anal while our friend slept on the couch [22F] [25M]

Let’s be real. I’m not the best at anal. But god, do I want to be. I have all the qualities: I’m kinky, I have a high pain tolerance, and I have plenty of buttplugs and dildos of different sizes. I just haven’t had enough practice yet. It’s like a skill you’ve been meaning to learn, but haven’t gotten around to it. Well…I suppose everyone is using quarantine to try and learn a new skill, right?

My boyfriend I swap reddit porn links often, sometimes making a point to do it to each other in public. Lately, it’s trended toward anal. Not sure why, but we’ve found a lot of hot anal gifs. And yesterday was no different.

Yesterday being 4/20, we decided to have our quarantine friend over for a smoke sesh slash sleepover. She’s one of our best friends; she’s the one person that we’ve allowed ourselves to hang out with since the beginning of quarantine. She’s practically lived here for months, and also doesn’t see anyone outside of us, so we figure excluding her from our quarantine wouldn’t make much of a difference. If she had it, we already would have had it.

Our 69 Game: Whoever cums first loses [MF]

A game myself and my ex used to play when we were both 25.

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“Whoever cums first, loses, I smiled. “And whoever makes the other cum first, wins.”

“And what does the winner get?” she asked with a smirk.

“To do whatever they want to the other.”

“Deal.”

We’d spent the whole day in bed after meeting up for a drink last night. Our original evening plan had been a tour of some of London’s best bars, but it had ended after the second round. A quick Uber called. My hand stroking her thigh on the backseat.

We were ravenous in the night. I picked her legs up over my shoulders and pounded her down into the sheets. She rode me as I fucked her from below, a hand around her throat getting tighter and tighter. I smiled as I bent her over the bed and watched that gorgeous round ass bouncing off my cock. My hand in that light brown, curly hair, grabbing a tight fistful and pulling her back.

This morning had been calmer. There was no desperate rush to devour each other. We’d gradually explored each other’s bodies as the morning light crept through the window.

Here and Now-part 2

…Holy shit…

“S-sorry?”

“Oh you didn’t think that I was done yet did you?”

“I-I-” he silenced me with another kiss.

“And what did I say about about apologising?”

I shut my mouth before the next sorry escaped my swollen lips.

Instead I smiled and simply said “next door.”

“Good girl,” he rasped.

Before my feet even reached the ground Will had picked me up and proceeded to carry me there. I knew he would be strong, I saw him in shorts and a singlet but damn, I wasn’t petite. I savoured the flexing of his muscles against me and how he supported me by my thighs and ass. I would have continued to cling on koala style but sure enough I felt the world tilt and my back resting against my soft mattress. I felt Wills lips trail tiny kisses up my neck to then whisper in my ear.

“As gorgeous as that dress is, it needs to go asap before I rip it off.”

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The thick teen neighbor girl… With my wife! [MFF]

We’d always made remarks about the neighbor girl. She was cute, bubbly, a little bit chubby, and usually in a good mood. At first, my wife would make little comments about her looks when we would cross her path.
“Oh, she looks cute today.”
“What a sweet girl.”
As time went on, however, ever so slowly, wife turned up the heat on her comments. She admitted to having a bit of a crush on the neighbor girl. She would say things like
“You know, that neighbor girl doesn’t have a very big ass, but has great tits.”
“The neighbor girl, she’s got a nice thick figure. I bet she would be nice to squeeze on.”
As this progressed, it eventually got more heated. Wife would give me hand jobs while whispering in my ear about how hot the neighbor girl was. She would describe her to me while she massaged my cock and balls. Tell me about her perfect, youthful skin. Smooth, always slightly tanned, wrapped tightly around her thick young 19 year old body. Wife would tell me how hot it would be for her to watch me fuck her sexy Asian mouth. Rub my big hard white cock, that she loved so much against this young girls plump lips and tongue. We saved an album on my phone of her sexiest Instagram pictures to look at while wife jerked me off. Occasionally, when we were having sex, she would tell me to imagine it was the neighbor girl I was fucking. She told me to fuck her the way I would fuck the neighbor girl. I would pound my wife as hard as I could. I thought about the neighbor girl’s tight young college body, her big round tits and dark little nipples. I thought about her long, silky smooth, dark brown hair and how good it would feel to pull it while I fucked her from behind. I would imagine her sexy thick body jiggling while I held her down, on her back. Her tits bouncing. It always gave me such a good orgasm to fantasize about her with wife.

[MF] Fantasy fulfilled: got dressed up like a woman, then my girlfriend and I fucked a hot black guy

Last night my gf and I fulfilled our ultimate fantasy: I dressed up like a girl (see my post history) then me and her fucked a guy together. For some background:

My [25m] gf [25f] and I have always been pretty kinky, and I think it started when she admitted to me how many guys she fucked before we dated. We were hiking one day and she let her “real number” slip: by the time she was 20 (when we started dating), she’d already fucked “at least 90” guys. I guess I’ve always had a thing for being turned on by jealousy, and that really got me going. She’s very cute (short, blonde, and in great shape). We started mixing it into our sex life–she’d tell me about past guys she fucked while we were having sex. Over time that led her to admitting she still kind of craved getting fucked by a guy with a big dick (I’m pretty small).

At the same time, we were increasingly getting into her dressing me up for sex. I got makeup, I’d do my eyebrows, full body waxing–we’d really go all out and she’d peg me. Soon, the two fantasies kind of started combining and we talked about how we both really wanted to fuck a guy together. We both have a similar type: tall, muscular, black, young, dominant but still respectful of boundaries.

The Breeding Machine (Chapters 1 – 3) [OC] [Incest] [Pregnancy risk] [Coercion] [Kidnapping] [Exhibitionism]

# CHAPTER ONE: THE BREEDING MACHINE

We never knew what happened before we awoke in this post-apocalyptic facility, heads burning, hands tied. The floor was cold and mottled, leaving an imprint in my cheek as I struggled to my knees. I’ll always remember that first gasp of stagnant air, the scent of sweat and fear clung to my esophagus like tar. That was four months ago.

When we first arrived here, our minds were swimming with murky recollections of our past, our normal life, and the shores down by the beach at night. It was one of your favourite spots. That last detail was a recent recollection; Waking up on that cold and mottled floor, all I knew was that there was something ominous about the water. And a nameless voice.

“Don’t touch the water” said the voice “Don’t you and your sister go down by the beach at night, I couldn’t bear to lose either of you”. That was our dad, I remember that now. Ever since our cousin Eloise went missing in the water, your favourite spot was off limits. If only dad knew. She never did go missing in the water. She was taken here, six months ago, just one of hundreds of hopeless inmates.

Jay’s Camp Stories #2 — Meeting a stranger deep in the woods [MF] [fuckin’] [redhead] [trail maintenance]

I pulled the folding saw from my belt and hacked it through the fallen tree. Sweat dripped down around my eyebrows, stinging my eyes. I blinked it out and kept going.

Enrique, the camp’s Facilities Director and my boss, had Stefan and me clearing the trails after the winter’s storms. Stefan was out on the southern hills near the camp entrance, but I’m the new guy, so Enrique sent me out to the most remote, difficult paths. The trunk cut, I heaved and pulled the tree off the walkway, grunting with the effort.

I spit the dust from my mouth and wiped my forehead with the back of my glove. Grabbing the canteen from my bag, I took a deep drink of water, and paused to rest, looking to see what was next. The winding dirt path was growing less dense as it climbed the hill, I could put the saw away for now.

a party with your favorite camboy [watersports] [your POV] [m/ftm]

Maybe you were being rewarded for finally coming out of your shell and going to a party. Because right across the floor was the camboy you’ve been watching for ages. You were a constant presence in his room. Always chatting, always flirting, always tipping. The sound of your tokens always seemed to get him more excited than anyone else’s.

He was across the room in just jeans and a t-shirt. Even then, he looked so sexy but you’ve seen him in more and so much less. Stockings, garters, panties- you wondered if he was wearing them underling his clothes. So unassuming, so innocent looking but you knew he was pretty much anything but.

The dark lighting and the loud music made the crowded house seem more private than it actually was. The atmosphere gave you the courage to walk over to him. The camboy that was constantly on your screen and on your mind was suddenly right in front of you. A simple greeting turned into a simple conversation. Talking about how you were a camboy or how you were a fan of said camboy weren’t really first conversation topics.