The Build Up… [MF]

So TW this was our first and written by both of us [MF] so the me/you switches between paragraphs…

We’re out for drinks. You’re wearing that nice black long sleeved shirt, dark jeans, I’m wearing leather skirt, bare legs, heeled boots, a fitted body of some description. It gets quite dark upstairs in the Lounge, with cosy spots. We’re talking and drinking, usual. Sitting quite close and your hand is on my knee. Slowly getting higher as the night goes on. We get closer. There are people walking by but no one notices anything out of the ordinary. Your hand traces up my thigh, only to find that I’m not wearing any panties. Your hand continues, making it’s way to my pussy. You lightly reach out with your finger and find that I’m already soaking, waiting for you…

Tessa on the phone [MF] [F]

I first met Tessa at a party. It was instant mutual attraction and we spent the next few days in a nearly continuous sex session. To me Tessa was breathtakingly beautiful. She was a dirty blonde with deep blue eyes that were set apart wide on her face, similar to Michelle Pfeiffer, with perfect smile framed by bee sting lips. Unlike Michelle Pfeiffer, Tessa was not thin. At around 5’5’’, she was thick and curvy but athletic, like a female sprinter. He breasts were large and up-facing with light pink nipples that became puffy when she was aroused and she had a most extraordinary flawless ass that flowed into legs that were long for her height. Think of a blond-haired blue-eyed version of Allyson Felix and that is a reasonably accurate version of her body. She was either an Aussie or a South African (for some reason I never asked) surfer girl that had this beautifully lilting and slightly clipped accent that added even more to her attractiveness.

Date night with my shy wife that ended at a strip club… [MF] [Long]

This is a true story about one of the hottest experiences I’ve ever had with my wife. I’ll warn you, I can get a little wordy sometimes, so my story might be a little longer than most…

Picture of us for reference (I know people like visuals)! – https://i.imgur.com/A9nDZIu.jpg

Being in our 30’s with a couple of kids under the age of 5, we’ve come to the point in our life where we really need to work to prioritize each other, especially when it comes to sex and branching out from our routine. One thing I’d been wanting to try was going to a strip club with my wife…

Our first attempt at the strip club was in Vegas a few years ago. It was my idea, we were planning on going alone, but ended up running into a group of friends at a Luke Combs concert. We didn’t know if they’d be in or out and were too nervous to ask but then one of them actually suggested we go. So we hopped in a cab and headed out… $50 cover, nowhere to sit, nut to butt, impossible to get a dancers attention, $15 domestic light beers… not what either of us were looking for at all. We cut bait after about 20 mins. I thought it might never happen again. I’ve since learned that the ONLY way to do the Vegas strip club is by limo service.

[MF] An Autumn Eve of Wintery Fire (Part 1)

*Preface: *As a big fan of erotic literature, I wanted to finally put something together to post online. I tend to be a bit more on the cheesy romantic side of things and hope I didn’t go too overboard with it here. I tend to get a bit detail oriented and thus have tried my absolute best to ensure there are no spelling, grammatical, or punctuation mistakes, however I would love to hear feedback of all sorts including any corrections or changes you think should be made. I found it much easier to use myself as the main protagonist and as such included a short bio at the beginning for readers to better follow along. If that is difficult for you or throws you off in any way, then by all means, please disregard the first paragraph. Anyways, without further ado, here’s my story:**

***An Autumn Eve of Wintery Fire***

Breeding Story: Physiological purpose of female orgasm. [Breeding] [impreg] [M/f] [toys/devices] [speculum]

Let me know if you all want a part 2 (I certainly left it open for one and have ideas for it). I’ve never written about breeding or impregnation, so I’m eager for feedback– good or bad./—————————–

Every body part has a function, they are all there for a reason. Every piece of anatomy (the form) has a purpose, a physiology (the function). If I ask a woman why they have a clitoris, what purpose it serves– she’ll surely say it’s for pleasure. Ask a man and they’re likely to say the same or that they don’t know. Ask a doctor or medical expert and they will tell you that it’s believed to aid in moving ejaculate closer to the egg– That the pleasure is a nice motivator to continue, but that female orgasms are about impregnating you after receiving sperm. Afterall, most sex positions do not contact the clitoris, and those that do often don’t in a way that will lead to orgasm. 

No, that little bundle of nerves is there so that I can get my seed closer to their only goal, a primed and ready egg. And tonight you will be bred. You will be impregnated by before the weekend is over. 

[F] Quarantine Masturbation Log – Part 3 (Videos Included)

Ever since my boyfriend got me the [Lovense](https://www.lovense.com/bluetooth-remote-control-vibrator) remote toy, we’ve been thinking of some freaky ways he could force me to cum in public. 

Before my university shut down, he tempted me with the thought of using it on me while sitting in my 500+ student lecture. I could picture it now: me trying my hardest to pay attention to my lecturer explaining contemporary issues in the global economy, trying to focus while I sit in the small seat squeezed up close next to one of my peers. Hoping I don’t get so wet through my dress and panties that I leave a spot after cumming, humiliating myself for all to see when I stood up. 

Another scenario he prodded me with was wearing it when I’d go to the library. I told him I’d be happy for him to turn it on while trying to study for any number of my midterms. The risk of allowing him to interrupt my study is high, seeing as my scholarship is dependent on my grades. I need his help to force me to make time for study breaks, leaving it up to him to direct when and where I do.

[MF] I lusted badly for a woman I met, and I finally fucked her (very long)

*If this is too long, just skip to the TLDNR version below*

This happened recently during September last year, and recent events had me fantasizing about the memories of this day on a frequent basis.

A colleague of mine hosted a party, and most guests brought their families along. The atmosphere was too SFW, so a bunch of us single men went to a nearby bar for a round of drinks and rowdy chatting.

Bred on the Farm pt.2 [M/F] [hucow] [breeding] [lactation]

Daisy walked down the dark street, her arms crossed over her belly. Even though she was only a few months along, the young woman thought she could already feel the stirring of life under her skin. She hated the changes that her body was going through, always aching and growing in new directions. The cool night felt refreshing on her flushed skin, away from the suffocating small apartment she shared with her boyfriend.

Daisy’s fingers strayed over the bruise on her upper arm. Ryan didn’t ever mean it, but he was often prone to fits of anger, and God help anyone or anything that got in his way.

It was nicer to be out here, with the faint flicker of stars above and the quiet back road that stretched on for miles. Daisy wasn’t even sure how long she had been walking, she just knew that it was nice to put one foot in front of the other.

She turned sharply, her fair hair catching the light as the beams of a car appeared behind her. Heart thudding, she faced ahead and kept walking, her hands tightening at her side.

The Meetup That Started It All

Other than a little bit of fooling around as a kid, I never really had a true experience with another guy. Never really thought much about it in HS and college. Then, shortly after being married for a few years, I began to get a little curious about what it would be like to hang out and explore with a man. I think that maybe the urge had always been there, but because of social and peer pressures to be straight all the time, I never ever even considered it.

At age 26, my interest became piqued and I started searching for online sites that might give me some ideas about where to explore my bi-curious side. I cannot even remember the website I found, but I started an online conversation with a random guy who was a little older than me at the time. We talked about jerking off together and the whole time, my cock was rock hard. Part of the thrill of the whole thing was that during the conversation I was having online in the other room, my wife was in the living room watching TV.