Across the Courtyard – Part 9 (MF)

*Found some time to crank another chapter out!*

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‘Last night had to have been a dream’

That’s what I thought as I began to wake up. Last night was too ridiculous of a fantasy or a porn video that I had seen. It was not my life, no way. As my eyes opened and my surroundings became clear I found that I wasn’t just dreaming. I turned over onto my side and felt the presence of a body next to mine.

‘Holy shit…Please tell me that is a woman’

My hand reached out and came across the jersey fabric of a shirt and the soft and warm skin of a stomach. The warm morning light was filtering in through the window, allowing me to see Danielle’s freckled face next to me and Alice’s curves sprawled out on the covers next to Danielle. I bit my lip, trying to hold back my astonishment that I had really lived through a fantasy last night.

School Shenanigans [MMF] Part 2: what happens in the restrooms stays in the restrooms.

This happened in school (junior college to be exact). Before y’all go all judgy on me, we were on or above the age of consent, it was consensual and there was no sex technically.

Please read part 1 if you wish to know what happened before this story.

So quick recap about part 1, so my childhood friend ‘uncle’ Ben discovered porn and gave me handjobs in the back of the class while the class was going on. Ross (A nerdy girl named Roslyn who was also the class topper) noticed our antics and joined watching us.

So nothing much happened inbetween the two stories. Almost got caught again. I stopped Ben from giving me Handjobs due to a small quarrel. To add fuel to the flames he unzipped and kept stroking his dick till it was erect to infuriate me (yes, this was during class as well) and Ross made the observation that Ben’s was bigger than mine (not by a huge margin but still it hurt)

While the Wife is Away, Both Will Play!

Zachary Williams wasted no time in texting his best friend the moment his wife walked out the door. Brittany, his wife of seven years, had a software conference in Miami for the week. While she never traveled for work, her company sent a representative each year to a conference that was designed to update the companies on changes to their software systems. In reality, it was just a big party that VioTech threw each year to appreciate the thousands of dollars that their clients, Brittany’s company included, overspent for services each year. She was more than happy to get to the beaches of South Florida and out of the cold, extended winter of Minneapolis. Although it was the middle of May, the temperatures in Minnesota were still hovering just above freezing at night and still cool enough for a heavy jacket during the day. She ached to let the sun kiss her skin while sipping a cocktail with her toes in the sand. Brittany was more than happy the day her boss told her that she was the one going to Miami, and she certainly didn’t object.

*Jessica replied almost immediately to her friend’s text: What’s wrong?*

Sleepover becomes a wet dream (lesbian) NSFW

Meghan and I had been best friends since I first moved here 9 years ago. We happened to live on the same block and both liked to play pretend; especially with each other. Whatever we could imagine we would act out together. Both our parents were strict about boys so the more and more close we became.

One night changed it all.

My parents had gone out of town for some trip I don’t remember what it was. They just handed me a 50 and said ‘Callie order any pizza you want’. So just like always Meghan came straight over to hang out free from the prying eyes of parental tyranny. We weren’t the type to throw a party or do anything crazy so when Meghan pulled out the bottle of Vodka she’d stolen from her parents, it was like a wave of rebellion washed over us.

Meghan was a tall girl with half braided hair and light brown skin. It would always shimmer in the sun although she swore she never used product. I was average height fair haired but I had a curvy body accentuated by my sizeable chest. I say that about myself because my boobs grew in early and I was the subject of attention for much of the time I would rather not be.

The Rabbit Hole Part 7 [FF] [Mind Control] [Blank] [Doll] [Free Use] [BDSM]

**Chapter 7: Dolly**

**Nadia**

Nadia stood in front of the door, waiting for Bucky the Butler to let her in. She bounced on the balls of her feet, trying to shake out all the nervous energy.

She couldn’t believe it when Penny finally called and asked to see her immediately. She didn’t waste any time calling out of work and claiming to be sick. She was ready to do it for as many days as was necessary if things went the right way.

“What way?” mumbled Nadia to herself. “There was no way for things to go.”

For the past two hours, Nadia had flipped back and forth from wild and inappropriate hope to crushing despair and cynicism. She told herself this was probably a business call, a checkup, nothing more. She told herself that Penny missed her and wanted to see her desperately. She told herself this would be another awkward failed hypnosis session. She wore some skimpy lingerie underneath her royal blue jumper just in case.

Things with the houseguest are getting… tense [FFM] [free use] [oral] [anal]

I’m dreaming that I’m getting my dick sucked.

I’m confused. It’s a dream, but it’s also not a dream. I’m slow to wake, I always am. I look down, wiping the confusion from my eyes. Trying to make sense of what I’m seeing. What I’m feeling.

A wall of silky brown hair blocks my view below my waist.

“Uhhh…?”I mumble groggily, only half awake.

A tan, bronzed arm reaches out, pushes the hair back behind her head.

It’s Aya. Of course it is. My cock is in her mouth, stiff, hard, and tall. My balls tight and swollen at its base.

She smiles at me. Winks. She’s impossibly cute. I stare.

She pulls her lips off my shaft, tongues my balls. I groan.

“Morning,” she says.

“Oh fuck,” I say, the tip of her tongue running up the underside of my cock, flicking across my glans. My eyes roll back in my head.

“My laundry’s starting to pile up…” she says, her velvety tongue lapping at my balls, “Unless you want me to stop…?”

“No!” I groan, pushing her head back down.

Unexpected fun times at deer hunting camp [MF] – part 1

Good stuff starts at the dashes —- I apologize for the long build up, but then again I always enjoy that part of the story

For the last 30 years, I’ve been hunting at this old 2 story walkout basement cabin in the Northwoods. I started going there with my pops when I was 14. We all would arrive Wed/Thur, party it up for 2 days, and when Saturday comes around we hunt all day for 4 days, and then head home for Thanksgiving.

The warm main level of the cabin has 3 small bedrooms, and the 6 old guys who’ve hunted there since the 50s and 60s cram into those, each getting a normal single bed in each corner. Being the young guy when I started hunting, I had to sleep in the cold basement, which had a number of homemade bunk beds along one wall and corner. I’ve slept there ever since. It’s quiet, and less people use the tiny basement bathroom. I’ve always slept in the corner bunk bed, and used the bed above me for my clothes and gear. Throughout the years, a variety of people have come and gone through the deer camp, and they would use the other bunk beds, And the older guys (all my dads age or older) didn’t have kids interested in hunting, so my first few years I was mostly alone in the basement. Until I was 22.

[M]y [F]WB and I putting on a show for the neighbour [F]…

Long time lurker, first time poster. I just had to share this story that has developed over the last few weeks.

So I have a pretty casual FWB setup with a friend, lets call her Lydia. For reference we are both 25yo, Lydia is average height, dark curly hair, caramel skin, super petite waist with a couple of abs, and with volleyball player legs and booty (im talking XL booty here for her size, and super toned legs). She oozes sex appeal and has one of those innocent but naughty smiles.

First time ended with a spit roast ! [MM]

Hey all. This is a true story so i Hope you enjoy. Any comments or feedback would be great. Drop me a message if you want.

So this story takes placed before I started dressing as a sissy/cd and before I even knew I was bi or into guys.

I was on a Christmas night out with my friends. There was around 20 of us and we started off super early in the day. Lots of drinks were flowing and we were all having a great time singing and dancing moving around to various different pubs in our town.

At around 2am I decided I was way to drunk to carry on and I’d basically just had enough of the night so I left and started on the walk home, at the top of town I walked past a gay club and a guy shouted at me and asked me to stop by for a drink, I just ignored him and carried on walking. After about 5 minutes I couldn’t stop thinking about him ! So I thought right why not let’s go back and Have a drink ! What could go wrong.