Strangers on a Train (part four) [vaginal stretching] [sex toys] [light bondage] [MM mutual handjob] [MF – loving/caring]

Shawn and Mitchell came back into the room. Shawn carried a bag with him and Mitchell came over to me with thick silk straps over his arm. Shawn put the bag down and went over to help Mitchell as he climbed up on the bed and marked out anchor points in the ceiling then secured some heavy duty metal anchors with thick screws above the bed. The two of them carefully threaded the silk straps through the loops in the anchors and tied off the very ends, dropping the rest of the strap down beside me.

Some of the straps were attached to a single anchor in the ceiling and some were attached to two anchors. I learned why fairly quick. One strap was positioned beneath my head, both ends were secured to anchors. Another went around my back and under my arms, it was also secured to both anchors in the ceiling. A third strap was guided under my mid-back and attached to both anchors in the ceiling. Then a fourth double anchored strap was placed beneath the upper part of my ass/lower part of my back.

My [F] 28 first time fucking an older man [M] 42

*I’ve included the back story so the post is quite long, jump to the third paragraph if you want to skip it*

I first met “Sam” in a hotel lobby. He immediately caught my eye. He was gorgeous, a fair bit older than me, had piercing blue eyes and silky grey hair that makes you just want to run your hands through it. We were both there for a conference and kept bumping into each other over the course of the event. I flirted with him a little at the bar, but Sam didn’t seem interested. I left the conference with a new connection and a little bit of a crush.

Fast forward a few months and I was on vacation driving through the town where Sam lived. I decided to drop him a message to see if he had any local recommendations. Sam was out of town for the weekend but sent me some local spots to visit. After giving me his recommendations, Sam was keen to keep texting and started outrageously flirting. I knew I shouldn’t flirt back, but I couldn’t resist him, there was something about him… I had to have him.

Our unplanned [FFM] with her Bestfriend -TC20(9)

Hello readers! We are TC20, a married couple with alot of wild adventures to share. We have been swinging for almost 7 years now, and we have been married for 5 years. This story is from our first year of marriage. We shouldn’t call it our “the best” FFM encounter but the longest duration.

Raima and Ria were inseparable from our university life. Their friendship was on the level where everyone would call them twins. And to be honest, they did look quite alike. They were both of same height and similar complexion. Raima has been a part of our relationship from the beginning as a councilor, a friend, a support and many other roles. But one thing we could never share with her was our kink and open relationship.

Raima wasn’t conservative but a little conventional. She had an innocence about things that is hard to come by. So we never got the courage or scope to tell her about this side of our relationship. During our first year of marriage, we got an opportunity we thought to utilize.

Dorm visit (all 3 parts) (mf) (shy girl)

I previously posted this story in its separate parts, but here’s the entire plot so far in one place for anybody who’s finding this for the first time. I personally have become quite fond of the characters so part 4 is a very real possibility, enjoy :)

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Pt.1

I’d been laying in bed when the knock came at my door. It was a quarter past eleven, and I had felt sure that no one else would bother me that night. I planned to ignore the knock and go back to sleep, passing it off as an accident and returning to my early night. The knocker, however, had other ideas; again came the sharp tapping on the door to my dorm. 

Begrudgingly, I reached over to the door and twisted the bolt, unlocking it with a loud click. My mysterious visiter took this as an invitation and pushed down the handle. The light of the hallway blinded me, my eyes closed against the glare. Seeing my distress, the guest closed the door and stood in the dark of my room, eerily silent. As I opened my eyes I began to panick, kicking myself for letting a stranger into my room at night, but my fears were dismissed when I opened my eyes.

The Nightly News Anchor Becomes Julia’s Daddy [MF] [Cons] [Older Man/Younger Woman] [Cheating] [At Work] [Dirty Talk] [Creampie] [Oral] [MDom]

At the end of her first week at her new job, Julia brought in a few personal items to decorate her desk. A few vacation pictures, postcards, and a couple of plants to brighten up her desk. She was settling in to her first professional job out of college as a Marketing Assistant for the regional TV network. The corporate side of the office where she sat was boring – cubicles and filing cabinets in a neat row. But she got a thrill every time she walked past the newsroom. Scrolling news tickers, cameras and lights, journalists breaking stories around the clock, and the set for the nightly news broadcast made the newsroom floor pulse with life.

Blair Melville had been the nightly news anchor for as long as Julia could remember. His handsome face greeted families for the six o’clock news every weekday across the region. She, and every other family in the city, had watched him grow over his career from a fresh-faced young journalist with rosy cheeks and flowing dark brown hair to the striking, seasoned journalist he is now, with cropped silvery hair, always clean-shaven face, but still the same rosy cheeks and captivating green eyes. Most families spent their dinner times with him on in the background, breaking that day’s stories from around the world. He fit the bill of a news anchor perfectly – broad shoulders that filled his cut suits, a bellowing and authoritative voice, and a quick wit on and off the air. Julia was slightly embarrassed that he had been her first crush as a girl, and she wondered how many of her friends -and friends’ moms- had felt the same way.

A Short-ish Story for my FWB [FM] [oral] [preg] slight [Fsub] [Mdom]

I wrote this story during a few hours of sexting with a FWB and she loved it, so I thought I’d post it here for others to (hopefully) enjoy! Sorry if I switched tenses in the middle, this was very much a spur of the moment thing.

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Okay, imagine this then: were walking over to some other part of the apartment for something, youre in a tshirt or a hoodie you stole or something and I grab your shoulders and push you up against the wall. I press myself up against you and run my hands down your sides and you feel my member against your back..

I kiss your ear lobe and gently down your neck, then grabbing your hips I drop to the floor as youre still facing the wall… I lift your tshirt and spread your ass, prompting you to arch your back…

I kiss one cheek, then the other, working closer to the center each time, and as I do I reach to the remote and slowly turn on the vibrator youre wearing. As it turns up a reach your cute little asshole and ring it with my tongue, and penetrate it a little as I slowly keep turning up the vibrator…

Back Room Fights 1.2: Jia vs Maggie (Women’s MMA) [Les] [ff]

As the crowd calmed down from the events of the previous fight, two robed fighters entered the ring. Bar owner Claire Sterner entered the ring with a microphone to introduce the two and the upcoming event. “Ladies and gentlemen, the next fight is an anything goes MMA fight between two sexy young women. The fight will take place in three minute rounds and ends only when a fighter submits or is out cold. The winner will receive a $1000 fight bonus as well as oral sex from the loser. Now introducing in the red corner, She is a 19 year old college student, 5’ 1’’, and weighs 146 lbs. Everyone please welcome Jia!” Claire exclaimed.

The chubby Chinese woman removed her robe revealing large, saggy boobs, a cute tummy, and her fat, pear shaped ass covered by a lacy pair of black panties. Jia certainly did not have an athletic build by any means as she did her best to seductively stretch for the crowd. She had long, straight black hair that she chose to wear down for the fight and light brown eyes that absolutely popped. For Jia, the fight was about two things: doing something outside her comfort zone and having someone else sexually pleasure her for once. The loner stared across the ring at her robbed opponent in anticipation.

Horny Housemates Part II [MF] [Mast] [Exh] [Voy]

Jack’s first week in the new house was rather uneventful (besides Steph’s accidental exhibitionism on Sunday). Steph didn’t have any more ‘friends’ over, and since she was at home most evenings her and Jack ended up getting to know each other. She told him she was just starting in her third year of university, and he told her about his new job and how he didn’t really know anyone in the city. It was nice to have someone to talk to, and Steph was quite easygoing, if a little sloppy as a roommate.

The third person in the house arrived on Wednesday, which was about the only time they saw her. A small girl with short brown hair called Martha, she’d taken her bags up to the top and then mostly stayed in her room, occasionally coming down for meals or to slip out, never saying where. Jack tried to talk to her a few times, but never for very long – he got the impression she was quite shy, and not one for conversation. That was fine – he liked talking to Steph more than enough.

[F] M one year lunch affair with W [M] – The First Night Together

If you do read the previous post, you will know by now that W is a married man. The only time we do meet is on a weekday when his wife is at work during lunchtime. So happened that I was on leave from work for slightly more than a month. Within this period, W wife was away on a 4 days business trip so I had a mini staycation over at his place. It’s a recollection of what happen based on my memories.

Right after work, I met up with W at the lobby of his apartment and headed to his floor. As we reached the front door and while rummaging through the pocket for his keys, the elevator behind us opened and out came W’s neighbour who had to walk passed us to get into her unit. I quickly took a step forward towards the door and pretended to rummage through my bag as a pretext to hide my identity. “Hello there! How have you been?”, his neighbour greeted with friendly smile after a walk with her dog. That was the first time to have met any of his neighbours and from what was told, W and his wife are quite friendly with the units around them. W turned to greet them as I opened the door and proceeded inside. Would the neighbour noticed my presence, especially for someone coming in at 10 in the night? That I am unsure of because W wife and me do have a similar presence from height to hair length. But then again, most neighbours usually keep mum about the happenings around anyway so I guess they do know about it. I mean hey, I am there for almost every week during lunch time.

Demonic Curse, Pt 1

She was so innocent, so sweet. How could this happen to her? She was so confident about being able to contain the magics of the unearthed talisman, knew it wouldn’t corrupt her. Was eager for the boost to her skills it was promising. She said she could hear it’s whispers as she held it, that should have been enough of a hint to throw it to the ground and destroy it! Any cleric should have had the sense to discard such vile filth. Perhaps that’s just my paladin training.

As soon as she placed the cursed object over her head, allowing the amulet to sit atop her bosom, her robes began to burn. She shrieked, reaching her hands up to her head as light emitted from what little skin was exposed from her modest garb. More and more light blinded our group as her clothing burned, and our group was knocked to the floor by a sudden concussive blast. I had to shield my eyes from the bright light coming from where our cleric stood, still screaming as the relic consumed her.