Tag: Straight

My first hookup ever. Cancun pt. 1 [MF]

**Background**

I was 18 at the time and had just graduated high school. Up to that point I had only slept with my high school girlfriend, but we had broken up a few months prior. Just a few days after returning from a Hawaii vacation that I got as a graduation gift, my family took its annual trip to a resort in Cancun this time. I really shouldn’t have spent so much of my graduation money in Hawaii, because in Mexico I was of age and could have had way more fun at the clubs. My family prefers the convenience of filling up our hotel suite’s kitchen at the start of any trip. Knowing I would be stuck at the resort, I made sure to stock up on beer for myself when we were at the store.

**Lead up**

It was my second night in Cancun and I had so far only spent time with my family. I was college aged now, and legal to drink. With college around the corner, I wanted to do what I thought always happened in places like this to people my age: get drunk and hook up. I had always been shy around girls and extremely insecure, which most people wouldn’t expect because I was known for being outgoing and flirty. Knowing I wouldn’t have a problem making friends I filled my backpack with my first legally purchased beers and let my family know not to wait up for me. Read more »

Rekindling an old flame (pt. 2) (MF) (Oral)

This (obviously) is part two. It won’t make much sense plot-wise without reading part one, but will still be fun.

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I strode forward, set the glass on the coffee table, and easily slid one knee onto the couch beside him. I put my hands on his shoulders and swung my other leg over him until I straddled his lap on my knees, my breasts just under his chin and my eyes conveying to him what I was after.

For a moment the world held still, the noise from the television died away, and we held our breath. Then his hands reached out. Slowly at first, as if he couldn’t quite believe he was doing it, then quickly. One hand gripped my thigh tightly and the other moved around to my back and he pulled me into him even as he sat forward to meet me. His lips crashed into mine with the intensity of years of built up tension. I slid my hand into his hair at the back of his head, unable to resist pressing him tighter to me. Read more »

The Police Officer

“Ugh! I am so sick of this place,” I exclaim as I get into my car. I just got off work, which was a particularly rough day. So, I decide that I’m going to with myself since I have a forty-five minute commute home as I pull out of the parking lot. As soon as I hit the road and had to seconds without someone next to me or coming my way, I take off my shirt and bra. I start to rub and flick my nipples to get them hard. Then, I pinch and pull on them, moaning out from the stimulation, getting turned on. So, at the stop light, I took off my pants and panties. When the air hit my dripping wet pussy, I had to gasp from the coolness. I take my free hand and start to slowly rub my clit, savoring the heat rising through my center. Then rubbing up and down the entire slit of my lips, feeling the opening of my pussy. Finally, I put two fingers into my entrance and moan out as my fingers go in and out. The faster I was thrusting with my fingers, the faster I was driving, unaware of what I was doing in the heat of the moment… until I hear the sirens.  Read more »

Bedtime, Part 2 [MF] [Oral] [Slow burner] [NSFW]

Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/

His tongue continued to work her clit, gentle, slight touches at first, licking it’s length slowly and tenderly before changing to a harder, quicker stroke, flicking her clit with the tip of his tongue. Then back to light, gentle strokes. He cycled back and forth through these motions every few seconds, not giving her time to get used to one before switching to the other. The use of his tongue coaxed a number of sounds from her mouth. Long, deep moans turning to sharp, barely audible whimpers in tandem with his changing tongue. How he loved hearing her moan, her noises like a sweet siren song. He heard her speak, her voice light and airy, yet hungry with desire.

“Please…”, she moaned “I.. I want..”

He pulled his mouth from her clit, looking up at her. Her chest rose and dropped rapidly, her breasts rising and falling, rippling as they did so. He spoke in a husky tone.

“Tell me what you want, sweetheart”, he reached his mouth in again, his tongue once more making contact with her clit. “Tell me what you need”. Read more »

[MF] Touched each other in a cafe

We finally planned a day to go on a date after being busy with our own lives for a long time. We had not seen each other but unfortunately, we had little time to see each other. We both lived with our families and needed some alone time so we decided to meet for coffee at a local cafe. For a long time, she had been teasing me over the phone and with photos of herself. She knew I would be weak at the sight of her posing just for me completely naked. I knew I just wanted to fuck her… I was tense all day before the date because of her voice messages telling me what she would do to me if she had more time. Work was very difficult to concentrate on and time felt like it was going extra slow. I had gotten so close to touching myself multiple times that day at the thought of her but I managed to control myself. Finally, the time came, I got to the cafe and waited for her. Read more »

Tales From Boarding School: A True Story. (#1)

When I (21 F) was a junior in high school, I began attending a military boarding school several states away from my home. I was a devious teenager so my parents weren’t sad to see me go, but going to boarding school was mostly my decision. I have always welcomed change. I have always been a small girl. Back then-just like now-I was short, skinny and tan, with small breasts and a large butt. I dyed my hair blue-black and drew skulls and upside-down crosses on myself with sharpies during class. Me and my friends snuck in alcohol and cigarettes at the risk of suspension (or expulsion after first offense).

There was a guy named Cam Hanover at my school. He was nice. We had talked a few times before, and he was one of the teachers’ sons. His hair was cut short like the other boys at the military school. It was dirty-blonde in color, and his skin was pale. I knew he was smart, and not straight-edge. He was a runner, and you could tell by looking at his calves. He wasn’t a boarding student, as he lived with his mother (who had been my teacher the previous year), Ms. Hanover in town. Read more »

[MF] My friend and I made each other cum in a sleeper bus on our way to a music festival — Part 1

(I’ll be using only the first letters of our names for anonymity).

It was May of 2017. My friend ‘A’ (21F) and I(22M) decided we should attend the yearly music festival held the next month. It was at a city about 800km(~500 miles) away. Come June, we booked our music festival and travel tickets. We were joined by A’s friend ‘D'(20M), and my friend ‘U'(23F). ‘U’ had friends in the city. To save up on hotel fees, she decided that she’d stay with them. ‘A’, ‘D’, and I booked 2 hotel rooms. One of us had to stay alone in one of the rooms. I called dibs. One thing about me—I love hotel rooms. To be specific, I love sleeping in just my boxer-briefs. This is one of the little joys of my life. I told them this. They laughed and it was decided that I would have a whole room to myself. To paint a picture of me, I’m 5’10”, kinda skinny, kinda muscular, short jet black hair, tanned skin, brown eyes, 2 nipples. Read more »

Across the Courtyard – Part 7 [MFF|Threesome]

[Link to Part 6](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ihby8e/across_the_courtyard_part_6_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

*Note: Sorry for the delay, got sick with some cold, I don’t think it was Covid but enjoy! Planning on starting a new series in time for Halloween next!*

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I was still trying to find the words for what had happened earlier in the day. After Chelsea had left I just sat on the couch, peering out the window every once in a while to look over at her apartment. Was she watching me? Would she just barge back in at any moment and have her way with me. Jesus, I grew hard at the very thought of it, I wanted more of her, I needed more of her. I reached down to play with my cock at the very idea of getting to see Chelsea again and I thought about her parting words. She wanted me to put on a good show for her? I just kept gently playing with my cock until a plan popped in my head, what if I could get Alice over here and show Chelsea what I was capable of.. Read more »

I [F] blew a guy to fix my boiler

I saw on here a few months ago that someone posted on Fetlife for a kink-friendly joiner, for work in exchange of a blow job. I loved the story and often rub myself to sleep thinking about it.

A few weeks ago and I keep smelling rotten eggs when running hot water. A quick Google suggests it’s the valves in the boiler; as handy a girl as I am, I don’t want to be messing around with my heating system on the brink of winter.

I put a post on Fetlife, only to have to removed. I scoured the site for a few evenings searching for a heating engineer that would give a “kink price” for a service.

Eventually I turned to my call girl friend for help. Turns out she has a builder as a regular client, who she fucks for free for a hefty discount on her extension. And he knows a heating engineer.

Result.

I didn’t think much else of it.

Until he was was stood at my door. This morning. Read more »

A Regular Day Off [Fm] [Fdom] [bdsm] [huml] [bd] [light sm] [lots of talking]

“Doing alright down there?”

Oh no. Deliberately, gingerly, slowly — oh so slowly — I nodded my head yes, hoping that would be good enough.

Even through the dark canvas blindfold, I knew she could see me nodding. I knew she was looking down right at me. I had felt her calves splay out from next to my ears, and I could feel her taking me in, up and down, through the space between them.

But she knew what she was after.

“What was that, boy?”

I froze. There was a ever-so-slight tinge of malice in the smoothness of her voice. But even then, I swallowed my spit, hard, and started another nod. *Please*, I thought, being very, very careful to not try and mouth the word.

She wasn’t having it. Her hand snaked down under the desk and grabbed my hair, pulling my head back and baring my neck to her. I tried to keep my back perfectly straight, as ordered.

“That’s enough. You know the rules about answering. It’s been almost half an hour since I last took you out to use that wonderful little tongue of yours, my toy. You know I’m a stickler for safety, and I’m not going to be satisfied that you’re alright until I hear it directly from that very. same. tongue.” Read more »