So here is a story from my first semester of college. At the time I was staying in a dorm townhouse where there were 12 people to a house with 2 people per room and a shared common space. One nice thing was that my roommate was actually a friend from high school named Kevin who was 6’2”, super skinny, pale, and a bit awkward. In comparison, I was a bit taller than him at 6’4” and much more muscular due to all the swimming I did. In all, we got along pretty well and shared a bunch of common interests but he was pretty sheltered and reserved which meant parties were always a weird thing for him.
Tag: Straight
The Sex Talk Chapter 1 [MF] [inc] [cheat]
*All characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older.*
*Commissioned by kuudere.*
“David? Are you in here, sweetie?” Naomi Suzuki entered her son’s room with a gentle knock on his door. It was difficult to think he’d be off to college soon. How had time flown so fast? “I want to talk you about something.”
“Sure, Mom.” David looked up from his book and smiled at his mother. She was a short gentle thing, with long, dark-brown hair and pretty, serious face. Her glasses magnified her soft, brown eyes. He watched her sit on the edge of his bed. Her boobs pressed out against her blouse, and he could see a slight roll to her belly as she leaned forward. “What’s up.” He wondered what the box was that she held hidden next to her hip.
“Well, it’s a little embarrassing actually.” She patted the blanket next to her. “Come sit.”
“Okay.” David got up from his chair, walked across the room, and sat next to his mom. He enjoyed how his physical presence dwarfed hers. “Shoot.”
“Well …”? Naomi nervously bit her bottom lip. “You’ll be going off to college soon, and you’ll start having opportunities for sex.”
A chance encounter on the bus [m/f] [foot fetish]
It had been a busy day. As usual, I was waiting for the last bus home, in the dark and virtually alone at the bus station. It wasn’t unusual at this time of night to get the bus home and only see 2 or 3 other passengers, so there was nothing special about this particular evening. Or at least not at first.
Presently, the bus arrived and I got on, paid my fare, sat down near the back and started to read the book I’d started in the morning. I’d been so engrossed in the book, and certainly a little tired after the day that I hadn’t noticed that someone was sitting in the seat across the aisle from me.
“Long day at work?” I heard a female voice beside me ask.
I composed myself, a little shocked that I hadn’t noticed her, looked up and replied.
“Yeah, same as always really.” I glanced across to see who this was who had joined me.
Her hair was dark, shoulder length, brown eyes, smartly dressed, blouse, skirt, jacket. Attractive looking woman, I thought.
“What about you?”, I asked.
[Str8] – I’ll Show You Mine
Stella and Levi had been taking things slowly. They both wanted it that way, for different reasons. Levi told her at the outset that he was fairly religious and he’d want every step they took to be deliberate. Stella all but blurted that she’d never gone out with anyone before him within an hour of their first date. She was on a learning curve and didn’t want to rush things.
They were both self conscious individuals. At 19 and 20 years old this was their first very serious relationship. For Stella, it was her first relationship of any kind. Levi had been a late bloomer and worried he wasn’t toned and strong enough, that his physicality lacked charisma. Stella worried her tits couldn’t be desirable since they weren’t perky, and that Levi would run off with the first thin girl that gave him an opening.
Neither cared about the other’s perceived flaws, or even noticed them. She had a face straight out of a renaissance painting and the wavy blonde hair of a goddess. Levi adored her curves. He had caramel skin, held her just the way to melt her, and possessed the bedroom eyes every romance writer tries and fails to accurately depict. Stella didn’t care that you couldn’t see his muscles at first glance, you felt them if he so much as bumped into you going down a hall. She loved that he loomed large. It made her feel safe.
Swinger and cross dressing part 3 Gay, CD,BI mm mwm factual
I have never described my wife she is very prettty 5′ 4” inches tall, perfect and a 34c bust, her personality is such everybody loves her, man or woman, sexually insatiable but very discrete.
Me I am 5’8” tall medium build AC/DC I love shagging a women, and I love being fucked by a man, I have never fucked a man , as I am a CD who is always dressed as a woman, my cock is for women only strange but that is the way I feel
We have 2 swinging parties each month, couples only, we each have one regular boyfriend who we see at least once a week., this is more about them.
Bob is 6’2” inches tall slim and I love him, he cas 7 inch cock, slim and quite muscular. He sees us a least once a week, If my wife is away on business usually 2 or 3 days he stays and is my husband.
Craving his dick [FM]
He walked in our bedroom tall, muscular and sweaty. He just finished a session at the gym and his muscles were glistening as he walked through the room. His scent lingered in the air after he passed through like some hypnotic aphrodisiac my body was defenseless against.
He walked straight into the bathroom. I closed my eyes and breathed in slow and deep through my nose. Capturing every last bit of his musk. My chest raising and falling, my right hand unwittingly touching my breast. I heard the shower start and I knew he was waiting for the water to heat up. Meanwhile, my mind wandered into that shower, pulling him in by the hand and putting his hands on my breast. Our mouths meeting my leg around him and his dick hard against my stomach.
I heard the shower door close and my eyes flashed open to the present. I realized my left hand was down my panties rubbing my clit. Damn, I was fully aroused. Just watching my husband walk past me sweaty and fresh from the gym made me crave his dick.
[FF] Hot Jane, my sister’s BFF (PART 2)
Part 2
I didn’t get to see Jane much that first day. After all, she was my sister’s guest. I actually spent the day at the mall with some friends, in my excitement, I told them about Jane.
“Guess who I might hook up with?” I started the conversation.
My two friends, Miguel and Franny, were in an open relationship. We were all hyper sexual, sex-positive, polyamorous people, which is why we all became best friends. We were from the same place, moved to the same city for college, and now we rent an apartment together. Surprisingly, apart from a few make outs and a really short handjob, I haven’t hooked up with them. Yet.
“Is it Jane?!” Franny exclaimed. I knew she had a crush on Jane. She loved to stalk her insta.
I nodded and couldn’t keep the smirk away from my face. “She’s staying in my room tonight. And we had a cute little makeout session earlier, so who knows where it might lead to.”
“Hannah, I’m surprised you hadn’t made out with her until now,” Miguel commented. “Making out with people is basically how you shake hands.”
Have Mercy [FF]
So I went to an orgy with a friend of mine. I’m not necessarily afraid of going to things by myself but I find things quickly start to feel predatory as straight dudes laser in to proposition me so I prefer going to these sorts of gatherings with friend(s) or prenegotiated play partner(s) of sorts. So I went with Mercy (not her real name). She and I have known each other for a few months and I’m friends with a lot of her roommates that she shares a kink poly sex positive home with (not a polycule per se just a bunch of ppl w shared life philosophies).
She saw that I was considering going to the orgy event and cornered me at a social kink night to ask me about it. I told her I was mulling it over but really didn’t want to attend solo due to the distribution of male to female attendance and some creepy messages I’d started receiving from dudes trying to get me to help them get an invite/reference for the event. She said she wanted to go, so we made plans to go together. Now Mercy is a bit taller than me, Asian American, glasses, athletic body, all over wholesome vibe, but a hedonist at heart, and submissive in the bedroom.
Lone Fox (Kitsune erotica) [rape] [long] [slavery] [watersports] Chapter 2
Story is written and produced with Darinost. Pictures for the story are available on my wordpress [https://johndrakeauthor.com/outfoxed/](https://johndrakeauthor.com/outfoxed/)
It was a very long night for Seo-yun, who didn’t manage a single minute of sleep.
Though no one came to torture her again, she did a fine job of it herself. She replayed everything that had happened in her head a thousand times, and thought of everything she could have done to avoid it. If she’d only been a little smarter, a little faster, she would be digesting Levinson right now instead of waiting to be his plaything again. She tried to focus on the future instead, on how she might escape, but her attention was constantly being stolen away by her darker thoughts. Most distracting of all was the sight of her two former tails lying in the dirt like so much trash. They had been a part of her all her life, as much as any limb, and he’d cut them off like they were nothing. Every time she moved, and felt that lack of familiar weight, she was reminded of their absence. And worst of all, she had to struggle against the old memories the sight continued trying to conjure up.
My[F] side – Meeting up with him[M], five years later
This is my side of the story, as promised (even though it’s a little delayed), hope you enjoy :)
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So, there is this guy. I know that’s how a lot of these types of stories start, but bear with me. We met quite a few years ago at work of all places. I had been working at this retail store for some time, he worked at one of our sister locations. He one day needed to stop by my location to pick up some product.
I was standing at the counter, bored, with no customers in the store when in walks this guy I’ve never met before. I can tell he works for the same company by the uniform he is wearing. I see him scan me up and down as he walks towards me, a slight smile on his face.