Me time caught the eye of a neighbor. Today she knocked on the door and joined me
Tag: Straight
Cheating on my (23M) then girlfriend (22F) by eating out a coworker (F) in my car after a party [MF]
Hi, first time posting here. First time writing a story like this actually lol, please excuse any mistakes and errors.
About me: Brazilian guy, 1,76m tall (Google tells me that’s about 5”9, to all the American readers out there), white, really dark brown eyes. I change my appearance very often lol but at the time I had very short dark hair, wore glasses and had a clean shaven face. My body was pretty average-looking, overall I was lean and a little fit from working out but I didn’t have abs or anything.
So this happened a little over 2 years ago, I had been dating T for almost 2 years before that as well, we were both 20 and in college when this took place. I had just managed to get a really good paid internship I had applied for, so I was pretty happy. Aside from the owners who were older, my coworkers there were comprised mostly of the other interns, still in college like me, and our supervisors, who were almost all former interns that the company liked and hired as soon as they graduated, so everyone was pretty much around the same age, in the early to mid twenties range.
[F4M] A Moment Of Silence [barely legal] [dd/lg] [Daddy] [Babygirl] [Teen] [Consenting Nonconsent] [Sleep sex] [cum on my face] [cum on my tits] [please, daddy]
My names Red and I’ve got maaaaajor senioritis. Nothing bores me more than these stupid lectures but if i don’t graduate, Daddy would be pretty disappointed in me.
He works so hard at the bar just to afford housing and food and on top of that is trying to launch a Shopify webstore so he can quit and work from home.
He works evening shifts and doubles on the weekends and when he’s home, it’s straight to his computer.
My only job is to get good grades and do my homework. I should consider myself lucky.
I wish i repay daddy somehow. I feel bad cuz he spent a lot of money on me last week to make sure my 18th was the best birthday ever. And OMG it was. Everybody came and it was a lot of fun.
…All thanks to daddy…
(d….Ed….)
“RED!!”
Huh?
I jolt up from my desk. And look around the classroom. My face flushes and i can feel the judgemental stares of my peers.
“Looks Red’s name matches her face!”
Went on vacaction w/ friends and shared a bed w/ the most annoying girl in our friend group. The trip ended with me fucking her and cumming in her mouth while our friends were asleep. [MF] (long)
This is a story that happened about six months ago and until now I haven’t told anyone. The only people that know it happened are me and her, but I wanted to write it down somewhere because it might be one of the hottest things that has ever happened to me. It’s also pretty long, but here it goes.
At the end of this past summer, me and some friends in my Covid bubble were getting seriously burned out with staying inside and being on zoom all day, so we thought it might be nice to spend the weekend at an AirBnB up in the mountains. We booked a one bedroom AirBnB for the five of us (since we don’t have a problem with bringing sleeping bags and it’s cheaper), and as the weekend approached I was really starting to look forward to it. But then, a week before the trip, one of the girls who was going texted the rest of us to ask if her friend Carissa could come with us.
Wife’s birthday present [FFM] + [MFM]
Apologies if this is a little long and rambling. I’m not much of a writer.
I organized a foursome [MFMF] for my wife’s 38th birthday.
We’re not swingers or in the life exactly, but we have had some 3 way [FFM] experiences.
Up to this point, we had used the multiple partner fantasy as a turn-on while in bed. There are times where she gets so insatiable that she says she would let me do anything to her, and I do. Sometimes I ask her, “How would you feel if another man walked in here right now, would you want him to fuck you?”. Yes was always her answer.
While a lot of this is fantasy talk, I also got the impression that she was as turned on and serious about it as I was. In the past, she’s loved kissing women and having her pussy licked and finger fucked which I always loved. I love seeing her being pleasured. Especially when her head tilts back and eyes close as they rollback. You know she’s feeling it all at that moment.
A wolf’s tale
The first I knew that I was being hunted was the arrow that sliced my shoulder. Its silver tip burning the skin as it grazed the flesh near my neck. Another couple of inches and it would have been my throat.
I spun round and scanned the tree line, the nails of my hands extending into claws. A slight tingle in my eyes and I was sure they had taken on their sky blue colouration. They always did when I released the wolf within. I controlled the power and urge to let my lupine side free. Many of my kin had met their end because they weren’t able to keep their beast under control.
I watched the tree line for signs of the next attack which I was sure would come. Ethereal fingers of fog glided through the tree as the waning moons light shattered and broke on the outstretched limbs of oak and pine, falling to earth in silver shards.
I allowed my lungs to fill with the night bourn smells of the forest. Two scents caught my attention, another wolf. A bitch if my nose didn’t deceive me and the fragrance of roses.
Staying Employed, Part 9 (mmf)
I woke at 2:30am in a panic. My back was caked with dried cum and it was pitch black. Groggily I threw on my original clothing, stuffed the newer items in my duffle with no mind to folding them, and scurried out the door. The stranger (could I still say that?) had been nowhere to be seen. He must have left after our encounter. Half running down the hall, I frantically pressed the elevator button, racing to retrieve my car from the valet.
Somehow I didn’t get a speeding ticket on the way home. I snuck into the house as quietly as I could. In the living room the TV was on, and Keith was asleep on the couch. With the light sound of his snoring fading in the background, I tiptoed to the bathroom where I had a quick shower, scrubbing away at my back with hot water and soap. I took care to clean up any remaining lube from around my ass, too. Feeling raw both physically and emotionally, I dumped my clothes in the washing machine and crept to bed.
I met my girlfriend’s sister for the first time, and it went better than expected [FMF] [poppin cherries] [seduction] [Fdom, sort of]
“So you’re Carter? You’re the one fucking my sister?”
I walked in the room and I was staring at her. I knew Nicole had an older sister — Violet — off at grad school on the other side of the country, but she’d never much talked about her. I don’t know how I expected Violet to be, but it wasn’t what I was seeing. “Nicole in the shower?” I asked.
“Obviously,” the girl said, “Now answer my fucking question.”
Ivory skin, black hair, black eyeliner, black lipstick, tight leather choker. And she was wearing a high-waisted black dress that only came down mid-thigh, stopping a few inches above black mesh stockings. It was cinched tight beneath her tits, and a valley of cleavage above. To top it off, except the makeup, she even looked like Nicole, and was just as cute. Although Nicole didn’t have a pierced lip like Violet did, or so many piercings in her ears. So, like I said, I was staring. But Violet didn’t seem to mind the attention.
“Well, I’m, like, her boyfriend, but we’re taking things slow, like,” I said, taking a seat on the bed closest to the door, the one with Nicole’s luggage on it.
The Consolation Handjob (28f) [FM]
You’ll have to bear with me here, because this post is as much of a question as it is a tale of sordid sexual escapades.
It arose out of a recent discussion with my flatmate wherein I casually mentioned feeling so starved of sexual company at present that I’d even settle for dispensing a consolation handjob. It was a passing remark. A casual comment, offered as an off the cuff example of my current state of sexual frustration.
But my flatmate halted me almost immediately. “Alice. What in the name of fuck is a ‘consolation handjob?”
And therein lies the rub. Pun intended.
I’ve reached the tender age of twenty eight, now on the very cusp of twenty nine (which in itself is on the cusp of the number which shall not be named), wilfully assuming that a consolation handjob was a common thing. Standard practice. Part of the sexual lexicography. However my friend informed me that I was a fucking lunatic and that no one else on earth either a) Uses the phrase or, once I’d explained what I meant by it; b) indulges in the practice.
holding the moan and getting [F]acefucked in the middle of the parking lot! [FM] [F23] [public]
“Baby, it’s cold outside,” I whined. My boyfriend hummed along to the Christmas carol. I glared at him, “And Christmas was weeks ago!”
He ignored me, as he kept a firm arm around my lower back as we headed to the shops. We looked like an adorable couple. Him, a foot taller than me, a tiny Chinese girl. My boyfriend was dressed for warmth. He had a thick jacket and layers and shit. I… was not. I was dressed in a light summer dress, tits out of my bralette, leggings and panties holding my toys in my pussy and ass. And did I mention the trenchcoat draped and buttoned over my shoulders, and the handcuffs around my wrists?
Well, we looked like an adorable couple if you didn’t open my coat.
“I should have gagged you,” he muttered.
We walked briskly across the parking lot, and into the supermarket. While my boyfriend was remotely controlling the Bluetooth vibrator in my pussy, we actually had a shopping list. Everything from food to cleaning supplies, for our apartment and our roommates. (Who I do fuck, thank you very much, but that’s another story for another time.) But since my hands were a little preoccupied, my boyfriend kinda had to push the cart around and pick up everything from the shelves.