[MF] Two friends who really shouldn’t meet up, yet do

It happened again, the two friends who should not meet… have met again.

The last time these met up, Tony was on a work trip and Mia was meant to meet up with him with her husband, however for one reason or another, the husband couldn’t make it. So it gave a chance for Tony and Mia to catch up, have a few drinks, remenis about college years and stumble to Tony’s hotel room and well, Mia was reminded of Tony’s huge cock.

Now, Tony is in town again, however Mia was a little reluctant to attempt to meet up. While on one hand, she missed Tony and wanted to catch up, the other… she knew it was bad and that just made her confused… and wet. So, she decided to go ahead, this time dragging her husband along. After discussing the arrangements with Tony about what restaurant, when and some flirts here and there, it was time for them to meet up again.

The restaurant was a nice little place along the high street, nothing too extravagant, just a bar & grill. Conversations are flowing just as you’d expect, catching up, banter and talking about nerdy stuff between the guys, poor Mia was say between us.

My [F]irst experience cuckolding an ex boyfriend

Hi everyone! This happened a few years ago while I was still in college. I hope that it’s not too long and that you enjoy it!

I was about to begin my third year of college when my boyfriend of more than three years broke up with me. We had been dating mostly long distance because I was a college athlete in the states. It wasn’t a bad break up and I understood the decision behind it, but it still made me extremely sad. Not only was I single, but I was now far from home and that only amplified my sadness, but I tried to distract myself with school and soccer.

My ex Shane and I still chatted once in a while to catch up, there was no bitterness between us, which I was thankful for! But after a few months I was ready to get over him and I won’t lie when I say that sexual frustration was rising because it had been quite a while since I had had sex. At first, I didn’t realize how many guys were interested in me, but I guess that I should have gotten a hint based on my insta DMs and guys chatting me up at parties. I was ready to get back into the dating scene, but wasn’t ready for another relationship, I was looking for something more casual. So I decided to go on a few dates and see what was out there.

Your sub, treat them properly

THE SUB

One afternoon I was searching through the BDSM section of Reddit posts.

I chanced upon a girl with many questions about her present relationship and issues she was having with her Dom.

It’s not often when I would respond to a post.

Yet something in her words struck a chord within my heart.

Her so called Dom was pressing her into doing things that would have been detrimental to her ability to trust people in the future.

What ensued was a long series of conversations around her and my past and present relationships.

She was quite unhappy with the way things were going with her Dom and was trying to find a way out of her predicament.

Her needs were not being met by him and it appears that he had no clue that his attempt at being a Dom were in no way helpful to her growth and well being.

Even though there is a vast difference in our ages (I being the older of us.) I began to feel for her plight.

We have all been there, in relationships that don’t work, yet we feel reluctant to leave.

Unconventional Therapy [MF]

We all develop habits to cope and suffer through life. In middle school I starved myself to be pretty, like Annabeth, the prettiest and skinniest girl in school. In high school I cut myself. This was a subtle fuck you to my step mother Kristeena. She would see my cuts, but never have the balls to say anything. My upper thigh is still scared today. In college I was lucky enough to develop just a mild binge drinking problem and Adderall addiction. I coasted through class buzzed and sleep deprived. I wouldn’t have made it through med school without the Adderall.

I’m happy to say at 27, Ms. Angeline Harris is a Dr of Medicine. Daddy was so proud of me. The only good thing he did in life before he” suck started a shotgun” last fall was to pay for my tuition. I was his little princess growing up, he would tell everyone how smart, behaved and kind I was. What he wouldn’t say was how he liked to drink nightly, cheat on my mother weekly, and get very very touchy with my sister and I. But that’s a story for another time.

The Test [BDSM, M/f, forced orgasm]

She was draped across his strong thighs, her stomach covering his lap, her breasts pinned beneath her and feeling the hardness in his pants. A compromising position, no doubt, to be bent over a man’s knee like nothing more than a rag doll, but one she could get used to despite the discomfort.

And oh… She moaned as his fingers sparked electricity on her skin. His hands caressed her naked body as if her skin was glass. Lighter than a feather, but enough to make her blood sing. Her breath began to come in heavier as she wondered what would befall her tonight. It didn’t feel as if he would be punishing her, making her suffer for his own pleasure as he knew she loved, but she knew him better.

Finally his touch made its way down her body to where she needed him most. She was on fire now, unable to remain still as she fell further under his spell. She felt his hot breath on her back as he teased her.

“What are you going to do to me?” Her words were a little breathier than she had hoped. He would need to teach her some self-control.

[MFF] A co-worker rendezvous threesome

Just wanted to share my experience after reading all the amazing real life stories.

I know it sounds wild but it’s one of those stories that even I find amazing myself every time I tell my friends or writing this.

In honor of black lives matter I thought about a wonderful threesome I had with two African American female co-workers. To make it more interesting I was dating someone going on 2.5 years and I started to get the solo feels again. We argued and I went to the party without her that weekend and yeah, cheated for the first time ever in my life.

To set the backstory one of the guys at the 9-5 desk job had a huge house plopped on 3 acres of land. Beautiful home and as he was single and slightly older.

One day we decided to throw a little party and entertain some of the ladies a few guys we were cool with. The house has one beautiful side room with a walk around shower and hot tub. Some sort of mansion like guest room.

The Roommates, Part 5 [NSFW]

Our game continued but it was a lot harder for me to talk about where I was from and my favorite foods while Kelly was between my legs with my dick lodged into her throat. After I finished we decided we’d go onto the balcony and have some more mojitos and just enjoy the sunlight. It was day four now of shelter in place and though we were in a salacious sex bubble of our own, we were both starting to feel like we could use some fresh air and vitamin D. Although I was originally the reluctant one between the two of us, I found myself now hoping that Kelly wouldn’t wake up one morning with a change of heart. I didn’t know her well enough yet to know if that was a real possibility.

[MFM] with my girlfriend and her best friend

One of my first attempts at writing..

In college I had been dating this girl, Tracy, for about two years and things were going so-so. To be honest, I had contemplated breaking up with her at least once a day but felt too bad to actually go through with it. We lived together, and although she was a complete bitch most of the time her family was extremely kind and, coming from a broken family and experiencing that kind of family love for the first time,

Tracey was an exotic looking 5’4″ girl with short hair, tanned skin, and a hard little body with rock-solid B cups. When she wasn’t making my life a living hell we would have sex on occasion, very vanilla: mostly missionary or her on top or the very rare doggy style session. Things rarely went beyond that. Tracy enjoyed drinking but only at home and was such a lightweight that it rarely ever led to sex (she would get too wasted) and if it did result in hooking up, she would complain that my cock was too big. My dick is 5 inch long and about 2 in girth at full length.

[MF] Mixing Business with Pleasure, or “How I Learned to Love London”

A couple years ago my job title shifted ever so slightly, but enough that suddenly I was on the road constantly. In the last 18 months alone, I’d been to more new countries than I had in the last couple decades of my life combined. Early on in this whole process, a trip to London solidified it as my favorite city to end up in. I was scheduled to go back this week, but with everything going on in the world right now, I’m locked up in my apartment reminiscing on here instead.

It’s easy to feel like a ghost when you travel a lot for work, especially if you’re single. It’s hard to shake the feeling you could just fall off the face of the earth and no one would be any the wiser for a month or two. I’ll normally fish for company on social media when I’m in new cities. Cast a line via a simple post asking if anyone I’ve ever known settled down there. Maria bit.

[FM] Sending a beloved coworker off “right”

What feels like a lifetime ago I worked as a bartender. It was a small place, more frequently used as an intimate concert venue than a meetup, but on off-nights we still had regulars and did solid business. On the nights without live acts our team was pretty small: four of us on the regular, myself included.

The heart and soul of the team were two older ladies, Cheryl and Molly, both in the range of late 40s to mid 50s. And I did love them with my heart and soul, I still stay in touch with them on the regular since we’ve all been laid off and hunkered indoors with the pandemic. The fourth worker at the time of this story was Mike, he was 24, a few years younger than me, and the perfect oblivious heartthrob.