[MF] The new girl (18F, 20F)

You know how sometimes, the most silent girls are sluttiest? This is one of those stories.

I started college a bit later than normal. After finishing high school, I wasn’t really sure of what I wanted to do and instead of picking a random general program, I decided to take a year off to work, travel, etc. That year quickly became two and for a bit, I wasn’t sure I would be going to college. Then, at work, I found out what I liked and decided it was time to do it. It was a bit harder to be admitted to a good college having taken two years off, so word of advice for all high school seniors here. Still, the September of my twenty years, I finally entered college.

I was a bit older than most people there, but just by a year or two, so things were just okay. Sure, most kids were 18-19, and I was bordering on 21, but the difference was minimal.

Tons of things happened the first year I finally set foot in college, including tons of wild parties, but today I want to focus on what I think is one of the hottest stories I’ve ever been a part of.

Snowball Glory [mF] [MILF] [PAWG] [straight] [holidays] [fiction]

**Author’s Note:** Season’s greetings to everyone, and a special one to GarnetAndOpal. Characters, places and events in this story are products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to real people, places, or events is purely coincidence. There’s a **link** in the comments section I put there for those curious about what the fictional MILF in this story looks like.

 

*Jingle Bells* played in the background as an epic snowball fight raged between Team Red and Team Blue on the northern end of the golf course on the outskirts of Bloomfield, Iowa. The fight wasn’t chaos, it had rules similar to dodge ball. One team on one side of the battlefield and the other team on the other side. The battle lines had been marked with flags. The scores were tied 9 to 9. This was the tenth and final round and neither team was giving the other an easy win.

Each team had eight players at full strength. Eight people were now in the Dead Zone, a place for those who had been killed in action by snowball to wait until the next fight to join their team. Three players currently remained on Team Red and five on Team Blue.

My First Time Pt.3 – Forced Anal [MM]

So this is the 3rd part of the my first time series. When I was 18 sleeping with a 45yo named Greg.

So it was that Saturday evening at 9.30pm I was playing video games when I get a text saying “Slut, get out the front” just his normal tough guy routine to keep me in line I leave the house and get to his car and starts driving to his place. On our way to his which is a 15min drive he takes out his thick cock and starts stroking it. “Slut, suck my dick til we get to mine” so I lean over and start sucking, I love sucking him so I just do my thing and he lets me, until I start trying to deepthroat me that’s when he starts forcing me to take it deeper so he ended up coming about 5mins away from his house and it’s just quiet.

We walk out of his car and enter the house, once I get in inside he says “strip naked, I’m fucking you today” I reply back panicking “wait what” he says “your throat you dumb slut”. So I say okay and start stripping butt naked he comes butt naked aswell with a couple of things in his hands. He locks my hands behind my back and handcuffs my hands together next he throws a blindfold over my eyes. Then applies pressure to my shoulders to kneel for him.

[Mf] I Saddle Up To My Local Bar/Restaurant On Sunday And End Up Being New Girl (29) From WI’s First CA Cock…. Can Get The Best Head I’ve (39) Had In A Loooong Time

*AND Get..

*Fun starts after page break.

This happened 3 Sunday’s ago, so its still pretty fresh in my memory. It was a Sunday afternoon, which I usually take Sunday’s pretty slow.
No more motorbike racing from Europe since the season was over, and I’m not one to sit in front of a TV watching football all day, or even 3 hours. My local bar/restaurant in the coastal town I live in is a Packers bar.
I headed down to the Coast and got to said restaurant about 12p, after a gym work out. A Bloody Mary sounded really good.
As I am enjoying myself talking to my friend that bartends and run the restaurant in passing, I notice the bar getting more full, and I then overhear the bartender saying the Packers game starts at 130p. Now I know why. Around 1245 comes and 2 of my older guy friend show up and i order a 2nd drink, a beer. This beer is lasting until about 120p, and I didn’t realize it but the only seat open in the 15-18 seat bar is the one at the end, next to me.
As the 3 of us guys are talking to my right, i notice someone come snag the end seat to my left. I turn around to see who it is and dont’ really think anything and just keep talking with them.
After 10 or-so minutes, I start some small talk and learn she is there for the Packer’s game and she just moved to SoCal from Wisconsin 11 days prior. I was already about 2.5 drinks in by this point and was feeling pretty good… Bar full, good energy, beautiful sunny day, and a pretty decent looking brunette to my left I come to figure out.
We start talking, and I quickly find out she is a beer drinker. I am pretty chatty, and she fires it right back at me which is great. Since she is seated I can’t really tell what her bod type is, but I could tell she wasn’t a “BBW” and seemed to be pretty fit. Fast forward to halftime, which seemed like 15 minutes, and she’s 2 beers in, and I had switched to water after my 3rd drink.

Advent Kinkendar: December 3rd [Ffm]

Well I didn’t spend the night in the suspension; apparently that wouldn’t be safe haha. But it was pretty late (or maybe early) when they finally finished fucking and came to let me down. But not before he fucked me, left a load in my pussy, and used my mouth to “clean off”. I lay in bed last night feeling and admiring the marks from the rope and knots; I can still feel where some of them dug in and I love it.

We had a similar wake up to yesterday this morning, Mistress fondling us awake. This time she had some precum that the boy leaked to feed me while he sucked my pussy from her fingers. His cock seems to be permanently straining against the cage; it definitely looks painful; but he still looks like he is enjoying himself, and still stares at both of our bodies all the time.

Our boxes matched this morning, and so did the contents. Under the wrapping the box looked like a very wide jewelry box – that velvet fabric covering you get on them; but it was too heavy. We opened them up to find a set of three different sized plugs; each with a large purple gem in the flared base, all made from highly polished steel.

Picture Perfect

“Oh come on! It can’t be that bad!” Amy chuckled to herself in front of the glow of her computer screen. “There is no way on earth that I would sleep with a 50 year old pervert just to get my share of the rent together.” Sarah had argued for the past ten minutes with her roommate about the dangers of using Craigslist to make money, but as always with Amy, she had to feeling she was fighting a losing battle.
“You don’t have to sleep with someone, you can just do what I do. Go out for dinner or let them take you shopping. It’s good money.” Amy was a typical ditzy blonde and Sarah couldn’t help but think to herself that she couldn’t put on the always smiling, innocent and flirty act as easily as Amy could if she was sat opposite a guy who was paying her $100 just to cope with a meal together. “What about this one?” Amy turned the laptop screen to show Sarah yet another advert. “It’s only modelling for an hour or so and at the end of it you get $350! Plus you’ve done modelling before.”

Coyote’s Trick Chapter 1 [MF] [Inc] [NC] [Cheat]

“It was the strangest thing.” Christina Moore held her phone up to her ear as she busied herself in the kitchen. “James said that the dog walked on its hind legs and called itself Kumokum. Then it bit James on the rump. I don’t know why he’d make something like that up.”

“I hate to say it, Christina, but is James on drugs?” Sally shook her head on the other side of the phone call, worried for her friend. “Maybe Henry should have a talk with him.”

“No way.” Christina smiled at the thought of her sweet, eighteen-year-old son on drugs. “He’s a mathlete that still plays those silly boardgames with his friends. Now that I think about it, maybe he’s just making up a story to deal with a traumatic situation.”

“A bite on the butt doesn’t sound too traumatic.” Sally didn’t want to give up the drug angle. She knew about kids these days.

“Well, the poor dog ran right out in front of a car and got run over after biting him. That’s how we know it didn’t have rabies, Henry took the dog in to get checked.” Christina looked at her watch, it was late, and she needed to check in with James before bedtime.

[Group] I (30m) put together a rough gangbang for my petite redheaded submissive gf (25f)

My gf and I have been together for over a decade, but only started experimenting with “swinging” and “hotwifing” for the past couple of years. The story below happened last early Summer and was put together from a combination of still images and various cell phone video shot by myself and the other guys involved, and our own recollections of how things went down.

To give you a visual reference for what she looks like; think Amy Adams meets Katie St Ives. She’s tiny, barely five feet tall and about 100 lbs. Red hair, fair skin, perky tits and ass…and she’s insanely tight.

My Sleeping Boss [FM][Curvy Slut][Sleeping Sex][Sleeping with my Boss][Sleeping Handjob][Cowgirl Orgasm][Erotica]

(Psss… I’d looove constructive feedback! I’m still trying to improve (: )

I laid there in a state. His state. Well, it’s his fault I was in this state…Whatever. I was mad at him. Really, I was mad at myself. I could smell the gallon of rum he’d consumed over the night’s train of bars we attended from the other side of the hotel room where I laid. The chasm of space between our double beds seemed farther with every glance at him. Derrick slept exactly in the position I left him. His shins dangled from the bottom of the bed so the soles of his shoes could barely brush the gray off white carpet. Derrick’s black button-down shirt was a wrinkled mess and was untucked from his jeans. I knew Derrick would never sleep like this- especially in front of me. The straight and sturdy, wrinkle free, and articulate monster I knew as my boss had more luggage just to hold and organize his grooming products than I had total for the week’s stay in New York City.