Kayla was headed to her first spin class, trying to get in shape for the summer. Lots of her friends had done the class and had told her what a great workout it is and how they play fun music. It was Friday after work and she was ready to get some stress out from the week. The 23 year old blonde was wearing skin tight white leggings and a black tank top that came just above her waist, allowing a glimpse of her flat stomach. She had a gray nike sports bra underneath her top and she wasn’t sure what to wear under her pants for a bike workout, she didn’t want to go commando but didn’t want panty lines either. She settled on a tiny little white thong that made it feel close to wearing nothing. As she drove to the fitness center, she thought about her ex boyfriend and how she missed him and maybe even more so, the sex. He knew exactly what she liked. She suddenly realized she hadn’t gotten laid since they broke up 3 months ago and with how busy she’s been with work and living a new adult life filled with responsibilities, she hadn’t even had a chance to rub one out herself in weeks. Her pussy clenched at the thought, almost as a signal from between her legs that it soon needs attention.
Tag: Straight
Quarantine Fling with a younger guy [F][30], [M] [24]
Hellooo everyone! It’s been a while since I’ve posted last… I’ve been a bit busy and spend most of my time getting some extra cardio in with a boy I’ve started seeing casually for almost a couple months now.
Here’s the story of our first hookup. If you like it… comment and I’ll post about our follow ups. We’ve been having crazy good sex 2-3 times a week, and every session is a few hours long… each session has gotten progressively more and more exciting.
Here we go!
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So at the end of April, I was renting out my condo fully furnished and moving in to my parents basement. Mainly because during covid I spent most of my time with my family anyways, so it made sense to rent out my space and make some money on it.
My last couple days in my condo, I knew I was seriously going to miss having my privacy. I thought I should take advantage of the situation and have one last hook up in my condo before I handed my keys over to my new tenant.
I went through my tinder and vetted the last few guys I had been messaging with, and realized one of the guys, a very handsome 24 year old guy lived 1km away from me.
To speed the story up, the first night I entertained the idea of him coming over to hook up, he was super interested, but I chickened out. I’ve never met the guy, and I don’t hook up with a guy the first time I meet them.
The next day I was supposed to hand my keys over at 5pm to my new tenant. In the morning, I woke up super horny and disappointed that I bailed on him. I convinced myself that I would message him to come over during the day, and I assumed he wouldn’t be able to because it was such short notice… I was wrong. He was down.
I told him to come over around 1, I figured we’d talk, if I liked him, we’d hook up, and then I still had time to clean up and wash the sheets for my tenant.
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He showed up a little early, around 12:45pm, I had been drinking wine and had a shot of vodka to loosen me up. Because I was moving out that day, the buzzer code didn’t work for me so I went downstairs to the lobby to open the door for him… that’s when I realized how good looking he was; his pictures didn’t do him justice. He is 6ft, dark brown hair, bearded, a slight tan, perfectly straight white teeth, and he does BJJ so he’s got a great body.
Quarantine fling [F] [30] with a younger guy [M] [24]
*** for the juicy part
(M)y (f)irst sexual encounter with a co-worker. [MF]
We spend, on average, about 8 hours a day, 5 days a week, in the same place, with the same people. So naturally, bonds form, friendships begin and relationships blossom. All of this can be exciting, especially when these relationships turn tender, loving and sexual. As a general rule, conducting romantic relations on work premises is considered a faux pas however, the act of sneaking around, finding a quiet place and turning up the heat for a quick kiss, or something more, is an act that many, including myself, find irresistible and a major turn on.
I work in a laboratory that specializes in environmental sample analysis. Meaning, you bring your water/soil to us, and we will tell you what’s in there, and how clean it is.
The lab is old and pretty small (about 60 employees), and there have never been any security cameras, which I thought was odd, and there are plenty of empty rooms and nooks to hide away in.
Truck Stop Fantasy / This is my first attempt at erotic fiction. Let me know what you think and stay tuned for more installments!
Billy was 18. Well, 17 and a half but who’s counting. Ever since he could remember he wanted to run from this red neck town in the middle of bum fuck no where. The only place with any action in town was the truck stop off the highway. It had your standard diner, road house and facilities for all the drivers passing through to take a load off after a long day on the open road.
Billy knew all he had to do to escape that piss poor town was to walk down the road to the truck stop and hitch a ride going anywhere but here. So, after getting his backside beat one last time by his drunk step daddy, that is exactly what he did.
It was a decent sized place. As Billy walked over the hill he counted at least 50 semi trucks parked all facing the same direction, ready to pull out the minute the law allowed. One of those cabs was his ticket out of here he thought.
Niece takes control part 5
The next morning, I woke up just before Lara. I lay awake, and just before Lara woke up, I had an idea. When I heard her stirring, I feigned the deep, even cadence of sleep breathing. I could feel Lara looking over my face, searching to see if I was really asleep. When I felt her presence pull back, I cracked my eyes open just a bit, and oh fuck yes, Lara pulled her flannel nightgown over her head, and I saw the hot, shapely sexy body of my wife. Seeing her nude for only the second time since our marriage, my cock grew fast.
I opened my eyes a bit wider, as she paraded around the bedroom. I worked on keeping that sleep breathing sound, and she never even looked back at me. Perfect, I feasted my eyes on the big, round tits, her nipples were stiff, I ached to play with her sexy milk jugs. I watched, drinking my fill as she turned this way and that, grabbing all the hot views I could get. Her body curved downward, waist nipped in, her stomach was lean, making her jugs look even larger. The hips had once hell of a curve, that neatly trimmed nest of pubic hair, as blonde as the hair on her head. Still that perfect ass, god, I wanted to jump her, throw her down on the bed and fuck every hole she had. Unlike our wedding night, I knew that Stephanie would be coming to me right after Lara left, and she would take care of my morning wood.
The Mile High Club, Chapter 8 [NSFW]
Chapter 8: The Astronaut (Harvey)
I was pushing the cart down the aisle, asking my same questions over and over; “do you want a drink?”, “can I get you anything?”, “do you have any trash I can take?” and things like that. It was monotonous and it was boring and the worst part was, I was half way through the aisle and had yet to see a decent looking man. Finding handsome men on the flight and pulling them back to the fun-cabin was really the only thing keeping me at this job. That and seeing cool places, of course.
My best friend had told me I was basically a legal prostitute, something I laughed at because it was kind of true. I got paid to fly and serve people, yes, but I also tried to party and fuck as many dudes as I could while working, so she wasn’t wrong. I was living it up while I was still young and I had no regrets.
Irresistible (MTF, lesbian, breast expansion, magic transformation)
I sat in Sheila’s basement.
“Are you sure this is going to work?” I asked.
Sheila walked back into the room with her supplies of herbs, powders, and teas.
“Of course, it will. I got the recipe from my Aunt Maria, and it worked for her.”
“Yeah, but I am a guy.”
“She used it on her husband dumbass. That’s him in the family reunion photo.”
“Which one is he?” I looked at the photo, and one face stood out. A tall Hispanic man that was popping the buttons off of his shirt with muscles stood to one side. “Nevermind, I think I found him.”
Sheila was putting all of the ingredients together, each time going back to the recipe.
“Do you think I will be that hot afterward?” I asked.
“I promised you would be irresistible to women after this, and I intend to keep my promise. How long have we been friends?” She said, wiggling her butt as she worked, dancing to music only she could hear.
Teacher became the student [FM]
I knew I hadn’t had a crazy, sex crazed high school life. But I thought I had done pretty well. I had been with a handful of girls. I had sex on the high school campus. From what I could tell in my circle of friends, I was one of not many who “help” a friend with homework and got a blow-job for it. I had enough experience to know what I liked and what worked on me, or so I thought. Let me start at the beginning of it all. What would turn out to be the best month of my life.
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I had a beautiful friend, Bethany. She had a great smile and brown curly hair that was clearly kept neat by a professional. She had beautiful, big breasts. A smooth, round ass. She was always a distraction to me in our classes together. Bethany had this subtle air about her that she was a little wild. She always had a romance novel with her stuff. So at the very least, she had read about it.
Yes Daddy! Part Four (Oral, straight MF)
(comments always welcomed)
Part Four
As I sat in his lap and leaned against him, my breathing finally coming back under control, I could feel his hardness pressing against my ass.
I wiggled my ass against his cock.
“Daddy, I’ve always wondered about what boys have “down there’.”
“Would you like Daddy to show you Baby Girl?”
I lowered my head, looking coy. “Uh huh.”
He moved me off his lap, standing, unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his jeans, and unzipped the fly. “Are you sure?”, he said.
“Yes Daddy.”
He lowered his jeans and his cock literally sprung up. He wasn’t wearing any underwear and his cock, unrestrained, pointed to the sky. He kicked off his shoes, pulled his jeans off, and took a step back towards the couch, his cock level with my face.
He was hard and big. I had seen his cock hard before, but this time it looked bigger than I had seen it.
“Do you want to touch it?”, he asked.