The Perfect Deal [MF] [oral] [piv]

“When it came to making a deal, everyone had a line they refused to cross. Those who drew that line too carefully were often the first to get ripped off.”

That was the first sales lesson that Stacy Stamper’s father had taught her as a little girl. Being the son of a traveling salesman and the cofounder of successful marketing company, her father treated sales with a passion that few could match. He said he’d planned on passing down his valuable knowledge to his kids one day. As it just so happened, Stacy was the oldest of the three and often the first to be in a position to use that knowledge.

However, sometimes being the first meant crossing a few lines she hadn’t expected.

“Out here,” said the deep, excited voice of Marvin “Max” Dresden. “Nobody comes into these parts at this hour, especially on Black Friday.”

“It’ll do,” said Stacy. “Just remember I know which parts of this store are being monitored by cameras. So if you’re hoping to record our little exchange, stop hoping.”

Wanna get off to hot writing…. Need I say more?

Hi, hello, hola, chaka? Is chaka anything? Ok, maybe not…

So yeah, hey there, girl with the day off here. I’m looking outside and the weather is somewhere between “blah” and “go for a walk” but I’m kind of tired of being whistled at by dudes driving by… Like what do you think I’m gonna do, boys? Just leap in the backseat? At least let me get my stunt double. Anyway, chauvinism aside, I’m just gonna be blunt and say I am single and porn is honestly dull and lifeless, so I wanna get off, DESPERATELY and another way. My vice is written erotica, sexy little stories that are detailed well in rich paragraphs of vivid environment and character description, not to mention characters that aren’t just sex-bots created for fucking. (Pretty sure that’s the plot of the Notebook, never seen it.)

Soooo, if you’re one of those males/females with a pension for storytelling and a love for getting needy girls off when they read your stuff under a mountain of blankets, please please please send me a cute message that details your talent with a pen. Boast to me if you have to. Swear to God though, messages with “I can fuq you” or “ur a bad gurl, let’s play” OR “let’s roleplay” noooooo especially not that last one, this is writing. A. Story. A hot one. There’s another reddit for that, trust me, I’m banned from it. Kidding.

[MM] Giving my first blowjob

I’ve always known I was Bisexual.
It’s never bothered me and I’ve never felt ashamed or like I didn’t know who I was. That being said, I’ve never actively sought out homosexual experiences. I’m not interested in dating men, and I have a very specific type of men that I find attractive.

When I was 19 I moved to a town hours away from my friends and family and started going to a community college. And that’s where I met him.
For anonymity’s sake we’ll call him Dave.
Dave was 4 years older than me, super skinny, blonde, and about 6’1. He was ex military. Not my type.
Dave and I had the same history and economics class and when we were in between classes we would hang out and smoke cigarettes together. We became pretty good friends and occasionally we would hang out outside of school. Mostly we just go out to eat.
Dave never hinted to me that he was into men but he never seemed to be interested in women.

[FM] 7 Minutes in Heaven

Ok. This one goes way back. Back to my senior year of high school. Yes, I was already 18 by this point. And so were the rest of my friends.

It was about April, a bit more than a month until graduation. A couple of us decided to get together on a Friday night after school. There was a total of 7 of us. 4 girls, 3 guys. We all gathered at John’s house. He lived with his dad. We turned up with some pizza, sodas, and chips and followed up dinner with an intense game of Monopoly. Well, at least it was intense for the first hour and a half at least. About halfway through, we started to care less and less about the game and taking longer and longer breaks just talking until we got on the subject of graduation. How we were graduating soon and all the things we wished we had done differently during our four years of high school. We eventually started talking about things the movies and tv shows show high schoolers doing but that we hadn’t done. We soon found out literally none of us had played 7 minutes in Heaven. Ever. We talked about how it seems like the game is so widely played by high schoolers and even middle schoolers in some cases. And then we got the bright idea that we should play. We weren’t even sure exactly how to play it. So Brenda offered to Google it when I butted in to suggest that we should come up with our own mishmash of rules from what we remember from the movies. This is what we came up with.

Wanna come? (Long) [MM], [MF], [Group]

My phone beeped, and a message popped up:

“What are you doing next Saturday?”

“Nothing… what did you have in mind?”

“Aiden and Gabe are having a party at their place, they’re asking about you. Wanna come?”

I grinned. Aiden and Gabe are two of my sweetest, tallest, gayest friends. They have a beautiful house out in the mountains, and are utterly infatuated with me.

—–

One night out, a little while ago, Gabe approached me while I was waiting at the bar.

“Hey, CuddlyCurious,” he slurred, accusatorily. “You’re such a cock-tease, you know that?”

For reference—Gabe is 6’5, with big hands, cheeky eyes, and a soft, fuzzy beard. His voice is deep and sonorous; when we first met, I called him Chewbacca, and leaned up against him, Han Solo-style.

I grinned, and batted my eyelashes at him as sweetly as I could manage in my slightly inebriated state.

“I am?”, I pouted. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realise… I hope that isn’t a problem?”

As if on cue, the bartender handed me my beer. I bought the bottle to my mouth and, looking him directly in the eyes, ran the tip of my tongue around the lip.

Every hero has an origin story [M] [MF] [Oral] [Handjob]

My beginnings as a secretive closet freak / slut had its impetus of around 6th grade. Girls were beginning to turn into older girls and curves, and my thoughts turned from video games and cartoons to that of girls. I noticed them, but particularly didn’t notice me. I was socially awkward, not as physically developed and goofy. This pretty much stayed this way until after high school, when I went off to college.

Around 13-14 years old however, I noticed that my grandmother had these clothing magazines that included women’s underwear. I helped bring in her mail and I began to sneak the clothing magazines to the bathroom and use that for ‘reading material’. While fascinated by them, I didn’t necessarily use them for spank bank material until I had taken a jacuzzi bath by myself and discovered the jets for my own pleasure. It was my first orgasm I have ever had, and quite intense…the jets blowing bubbles around and brought me to a mind blowing orgasm. I started using the jacuzzi more often as well as the magazines, combining the two to make it more memorable.

Power Girls’ Peril – Chapter 2 – (Kara, Power Girl, DC, Public, Gangbang, Double handjobs, Rough, Hardcore)

Night finally fell in the forest. To ward off the darkness, the trolls moved the fuckfest to a clearing where they could set fires for their camp. Even now, as the fires flickered in the gentle wind, two blue bodies and a single human female body remained illuminated with the warm red and orange glow as they moved. Power Girl’s costume was a distant memory. Broken and shredded pieces of her white spandex uniform barely clung to her shoulder, parts of her stomach, and her knees. Her blue boots had been ripped off along with her last glove.

As this last pair finished sampling the fallen angel’s overused cunt and asshole, they slowly untangled themselves from Kara and just left her to fall back onto the heap of sleeping trolls around her. There was scarcely a spot on her body where sweat and the cum from half a dozen trolls did not decorate her. Nothing had stopped the savage creatures from filling her holes and covering her massive breasts in their sticky cream. She smelled of wet hot sex along with a smattering of dried and wet cum. Kara wanted nothing more than to be back home and take a long, hot shower. Looking around, the superheroine Power Girl didn’t think she’d be seeing that anytime soon. During her long engagement with the troll tribe, she had asked them where on Earth they were during a brief respite. Throg had chuckled at her, remarking what a dumb whore the fallen angel had proved to be.

First time exploring [MM]y sexuality during a long, dark winter (long)

Standard apology in advance for typos on mobile. This happened a few years ago and I’ve been dying to explore more ever since.

I was in my early twenties at the time and feeling unusually lonesome after a long, dark winter in Canada. As a tall, daily gym-goer, it wasn’t particularly difficult to attract the attention of women, but for about 6 years prior, I had been thinking about what it would be like to be with another man. The thoughts and fantasies first started coming to me like a snap out of the blue in university while on a trip abroad. I found myself only now asking myself what taboos had held me back in the past, however, and decided to see if Craigslist could help me satiate my desires (back when it still existed).

I put up a fairly timid post asking if there would be any guys around my age who might want to help me explore my curiosity slowly and discretely. I heard back from the usual plethora of thirsty guys but what caught my attention was a young, 19-year-old student home from university who seemed out of my league to the point that I thought it could be a catfish. A little bit like Zack Efron, with a swimmer’s body. After messaging for a week or so and spending nearly the entirety of that time hard in my pants at work, in the car, etc., we decided to meet up on a Saturday after skiing with my friends.

Another mans wife was [M]y sex slave

So I ended up having the best sex in quite a while with another’s wife: For a little over a year and a half I had been banging a bombshells boots off(I lied she kept them on when she wore them, and her heels, sometimes). It all starts with a like on old posts and a DM nothing unusual there. Mainly because her SO wasn’t really well hung. She’d been married for nearly 10 years by then, and introducing my member to her club she was hooked. So started our affair. We’re both working on the road and had little spots, even public romps in the parking lot of a neighbourhood Park and such. Her mouth was the most talented I’ve ever felt, the best, slimthick creamy af body for porn, and she throws back for a white girl, better than most of my other experiences. Wet at the drop of a dime, or her panties, and in some cases by the time its slipped aside even. Point is, I loved it. She became my slave, id send her home spent, filled with my cum inside her panties to her husband and would tell me he’s eating her out. Little does he know what happened 20 minutes earlier. She’d brag the next day to me also pointing out she only allows him in at certain times and makes him wear a condom. Where I’d hit it raw in whatever position, he wasnt allowed on top. Apparently because he isnt big enough. I do feel for him. She’d eventually have the cat let out the bag of the whole saga, unto him. He knows about me, and virtually kept away from anybody who resembles a threat. Does this sort of thing happen often to others? Being able to enslave another’s wife as a literal fuckdoll? A sex slave. Chosing to humiliate a SO in a from of sexual retribution? She made me cum over her breasts a few times and got it right to lather it up her sumptuous bosoms like body cream, and sent me a selfie of him sucking her tiddies, licking her breast where she’d been covered. I was her first anal experience, and as women talk her friend verified that to me. I still have images of her face everytime I entered her, her priceless reactions and shaking meaty frame quivering and glistening wet with pearls of sweat. The way her cheeks shaped around her cheekbones with her Electrolux-like sucking skills. The feel of her “new” pussy and reaching the hilt of her vagina that just wrenches my dick everytime im against it. How fucked up am I with this?

Taking a big one! [M] [True story]

Now, I am a straight guy and am married to a beautiful woman. However, I have loved anal stimulation for a long time and my wife is totally supportive and loving!

When I was about 19 I went to a local sex shop and, I admit, I was super horny. I browsed around for about an hour checking out the lingerie and porn movies. I finally made my way to the dildo aisle and I was faced with a hard decision. Up until that point I had only ever used my fingers and a hair brush to pleasure my booty hole with, so I was still rather tight. Eventually I landed on this particular one. It was jet black, 12 inches long and had a girth of about 3.5 inches. It was huge!!! I instantly tried to talk myself out of buying it. “What if it never fits? Then you’ve wasted like 30 bucks!” But I bought it anyway.

I walked up to the counter to purchase this monster and the gorgeous lady behind the counter looked at me through he pretty pink hair and grinned at me. She knew what was up! “Thanks and enjoy, big boy.” She said with a knowing grin as I walked away, blushing both from her and the fact that I had just bought a dildo that looked like it belonged on a horse.