Tag: Straight

Seemingly shy [F] surprised [M]e by flying her freak flag in the library

Lindsay was a small town girl, very cute, athletic, college cheerleader, with a stupendous ass. We had a class together in college and I spotted her on the first day in a room filled with 75 other students. She was the kind of small town pretty that stood out. I had to know her.

Over the coming weeks I would catch her looking my way, just a glance, but the kind that told you she was interested by diverting her eyes every time we met gazes. It turned out we had a mutual friend, who she sat next to everyday. This was my way in. We met, exchanged pleasantries and graduated to sitting as a group in class. As luck would have it, Lindsay and I ended up having two classes together. The second required a semester-long project in which we were assigned pairs to work in, guess who was assigned as my partner?

Through the semester we got to know each other fairly well through this project, she ended up being a really cool, fun girl and there was some clear chemistry between us. Read more »

I fucked my girlfriend’s sister! [MF]

Well I’m unable to tell my friends this story because they’re all fucking loud mouths lol and it would get back to my girlfriend! So I’ve been unable to tell anyone but my brother. Long story short been dating my girlfriend for 2 years and I see her 22 year old sister all the time! I’m 26 and my girlfriend is 25.

Sooo throughout my relationship I’m obviously at my girlfriends place a lot and got to know her sister very well! And fast forward to a month ago. They share an apartment that their parents own. Soo my girlfriend was partying at her friends place to celebrate her friend getting a new job! I figured she would be back around 11 so I just walk into her place like usual and it’s just her sister watching Netflix in the main room. I was surprised because I didn’t expect her to still be out. Her sister explains her friends want her to stay longer and she’ll be back at 2 am. I turn around and begin to walk out the door and the sister says “Want to watch dexter”. Read more »

My Sister Lizzy Part 4 (M18/F21) [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

What I saw Dave and Lizzy frantically tearing off each others clothes.  
This time I chose not to watch them as they discovered the concept of carnal knowledge. 
It was enough to know that Lizzy was happy and Dave wasn’t as stupid as she thought.

Later that afternoon when Dave managed to drag his overworked and exhausted body back home, 
Lizzy and I had a chance to talk.
Well, it eventually ended up as us talking.
It started with Lizzy attacking my face with kisses and ten thousand “Thank you’s”.

It appears that after they had some time to relax after their “Exercise” session, Dave had told her about our conversation by the pond earlier in the day.
Along with his and my exploration of each other.
“Well, Dave told me you give head as well if not better than I do, I hope you haven’t ruined him for me.”

“Lizzy, I needed to have Dave understand that there is no shame in exploration of ones sexuality.
That if he was going to be with you he had better broaden his horizons or be left behind. Read more »

Carol Sinks Lower [FF, Age Gap, Piss, Incest]

Part Two:

Carol Sinks Lower

The next few weeks were a whirlwind. Work, kids, husband, life in general, moved on. She hadn’t connected again with Michelle. She was embarrassed that she had masturbated thinking of her friend with Nancy, and yes, her friend with her. She came hard with one fantasy of Nancy forcing them to perform lesbian acts on each other. Damn it her mind was so twisted. Nancy had changed her.

Nancy continued cleaning the Reynolds house, with occasional massages for Carol, or Carol Kitten as she called her pet. These were a thrill. Nancy had to admit to herself, Carol was more of a tiger. The repressed white mom of teens devoured Nancy, sexually pleasing her in a way few of her clients did. They often finished with giggles and loving kisses. This wasn’t typical of her pets.  She cautioned herself to be careful, she didn’t want to truly fall for this woman. She needed to keep the balance of power. Read more »

Carol Falls for the Cleaning Lady [FF, Femdom]

Part One:

Carol Falls for the Cleaning Lady

The life of a mom is filled with stress. Carol was tired of nagging her two teens to clean up after themselves. Toilet seats were left up, kitchen counters left a mess, the typical lazy teen attitude wore on her. She worked from home and the burden of running a house was constant.

Her husband was supportive, and they enjoyed a healthy sex life, even after 25 years of marriage. Carol loved it when the house was clean and the kids were out; that’s when she thought about having sex with Craig. Lately Carol had been more distracted, the sex had waned a little.

Having coffee with a friend she poured out her troubles. “I’ve got just what you need,” said Michele, a longtime friend. “Try my Mexican cleaning lady. Nancy is the best. She’ll clean your house and help reduce your stress for sure.” Carol thought it was odd the way her friend giggled about the cleaning service. A Mexican cleaner named Nancy?  How good could it be? Read more »

Drive-In Seduction • Chapter 3 • Impression

The movie was a spy caper, with lots of fisticuffs and pretty women in short dresses, with guns everywhere. The plot centered around the hunt for a missing heiress, and the hero was getting beat up from all angles, it seemed. Sally was keeping up with the story, but was more caught up in all the trappings of being on a real date. She loved snuggling up to Lenny, whispering to each other in the darkened cab, savoring the way he gently massaged her back.

As the movie progressed, she became aware that his hand was moving up her side, sneaking around her waist to rub up and down her ribcage. Lenny’s hand was underneath her sweater, but still over the light blouse she wore. Secretly, she wished he would be bold enough to touch her bare skin, but he seemed quite content with the way things were going so far.

Sally started silently, trying to keep up with the plot, but found her mind wandering back to their all-too-brief make-out session before the movie started. She vividly remembered the tingling sensation of his touch, especially when he squeezed her breast, and secretly longed for him to touch her again that way. Read more »

Sissy Blackmale (Ch. 1)

I make a lot of money from gay men.

Specifically closeted men. Married men. It’s easy. I go on Grindr, send them a few pics I found on the internet, and get them salivating. There are always plenty of them, faceless accounts pile on asking for a quick suck or fuck, bottom or top, whatever their fancy.

I get the blood flowing, tell them what I’ll do for/to them with a few cut and paste messages. The guys who like to dress up like sissy girls are the best. I get them to send me a face pic with their mouth open, ahegao style, begging for it. Pathetic.

At this point, I have them. Everything changes. I send a message that tells them exactly what will happen next – they will send £20 into my account, once a month, every month. That’s all. Easy, right? If they don’t, accounts get made. Facebook accounts, Twitter, Instagram, Grindr – EVERYTHING they can think of, headed up with that picture of their face for their wives, girlfriends, friends, family and whoever else wants to beat off to it to see. Complete social ruination. Suddenly that £20/month seems real reasonable. Read more »

The continuing adventures of me and Val [M][F]

In the beginning of our relationship, Val and I wanted to make sure we were doing things right this time. So, we weren’t in a rush to jump right into bed just yet. We had years of each other’s lives that we had to catch up on. That first taste would have to last us and we were fine with it.

She met my kids, I met her son. Her mother and my parents still remembered one another and got along. We had plenty of date nights together. We made out and groped each other constantly. We were happy with that.

We dated like this for a solid 6 months. Of course, the want was there. Text messages got more and more racy, certain pictures were exchanged. It wasn’t long before we couldn’t take it anymore.

I managed to get the whole week off for the 4th of July. She had work for the first part of the week and I had my kids, so I decided that I would throw a bbq on the fourth. She brought her mom and her son and my family came too. We all had a great time hanging out. The kids played and the adults laughed and joked. Val pulled me to the side and informed me that her mother was going to take little man for the night. When every one else went home, she was all mine. She then kissed me and ran her hand across the front of my shorts. Read more »

[MF] I finally caved and let him use me

My ex boyfriend from high school was the first person to explore my submissive side with me, and if I’m perfectly honest, he’s never really lost that control over me. I struggle to resist him, even to this day. He’ll suddenly pop up in my DMs and I can usually stop myself for a while, just being a bitchy brat until he goes quiet. But a few weeks ago he sent me a message I couldn’t ignore.

“I’m going to be walking past your house at 10pm tomorrow night, you’d better be ready”

Fuck. This is the closest he had been in months, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to be strong this time. I tried, I really did, try to play it off, pretending I wasn’t interested. We both knew this was a lie. I spent the whole day as a bundle of excited nervousness, still unsure whether he would actually appear at my door.

At just a little after 10, my door knocked. I hadn’t made any special effort with my clothes, I just had a long t shirt and leggings on. Besides, they never stayed on very long. I took a deep breath and opened the door. Read more »

I [M] received the HJ of a lifetime (that I didn’t ask for) from a [F] Las Vegas Hooker

Last year, I had a short business trip to Las Vegas for some meetings and a big client dinner. I arrived late Wednesday night, and was flying back home to the Midwest early Friday morning with a full day of meetings and the aforementioned dinner sandwiched in between.

On Thursday, got back to the Aria at around 11pm after a loooong dinner and a couple (or maybe 9) whiskey gingers. I had an 8am flight Friday morning to make sure I arrived home early enough, with the long flight and two hour time change, to spend some time with my wife and kids.

Buzzing on adrenaline from a successful day of meetings and buzzing even more so on whiskey, I decided I would hit the blackjack tables to unwind a bit before I called it a night. Shockingly to me, the Aria actually had $10 tables available for low budget players like myself. Read more »