Maria meets her ‘daddy’ for the first time [anal, lube, Mf, creampie, dirty talk, underwear, fingering]

Maria received a text message. Her heart fluttered. It was from him. The man she had been exchanging messages with for several weeks. It was in the usual tone: direct, to the point, an instruction to be obeyed.

“Go to the downtown hotel. There is a room reserved under your name. Be there for six. I will be there at seven – J.”

Her heart fluttered. They had not met before. This would be the first time. She packed a bag, her favourite underwear, a sexy outfit. Then she unpacked it and packed it again. She knew what he was like – dominant, firm, directive – but he hadn’t said what he wanted. Would he want her to be in innocent white? Or naughty black and red? Did he want her to play the naive virgin or dirty slut? She felt so nervous. She wanted it to be perfect. More than once she reached for her phone to send him a message but stopped herself. No – he gave the instructions. If that was all he wanted to say that was all.

First time with another man [MM]

In my early 20s I went through a devastating breakup. My girlfriend of several years admitted to fucking one of my friends. I went into a depression and filled the void with porn and eventually, random sex. I got really into TS and gay porn on top of my regular stuff. I found myself browsing craigslist personals in search of my first gay or trans encounter. Trans was a lot harder to find in my area. This was the days before grindr and I didn’t like the exposure of a dating site.

I found a guy looking for mutual fun in an adjacent city, roughly a 90 minute drive. He was my age and moderately fit. White with brown hair and hazel eyes. Not weird looking, and I really didn’t have a gauge for attractiveness in men. Not feminine at all, which might have helped later, but I didn’t have a lot of options. Most of the guys on craigslist were way older, overweight, and extremely hairy. That’s a hard sell for a guy who’s only been with women.

I’m a straightish guy but I love botto[M]ing for transwomen, and occasionally men.

I’d consider myself straight. I have a girlfriend who I love dearly and have never cheated on. Before we met thoug, I spent years sleeping around. I went through a rough breakup and started watching a lot of porn. Eventually transgender and gay porn. I started fantasizing about tasting cock. At the time, craigslist still had personals and escort pages. I found myself browsing them and masturbating to the ads. Eventually I got up the nerve to try a TS escort. I’d already been with several female escorts so that part didn’t really bother me. I met this trans escort at her apartment. She was a gorgeous athletic latina with a fat cock. I was nervous so she sucked me for a while before I got up the nerve to suck her. I’d had one gay experience before so this wasn’t the first cock is sucked. Afterwards I topped her. I came so hard in her ass and felt so dirty after.

(31) My first pegging – dommed, dressed up then dicked down [MF]

I would have been 25 at the time, quite skinny, clean shaven with long curly hair. We met on Adult Friend Finder – is that still a thing? – and I had a very bi profile looking for MF couples I could be pals with. There was some success on that front but those are stories for another day.

She was a lot taller, a little older and definitely more experienced than me. She started me off by reading her erotica – there was one particularly vivid one about facesitting and pussy worship that I still think about sometimes. I mean, I think about everything about her a lot but that one bubbles up from time to time and surprises me.

She encouraged me to write erotica of my own and to send it to her so she could get a sense of my fantasies. I had never done this before so had to think long and hard about what I felt was hot and what the gist of my daydreams were. She gave a pretty strict deadline for them and became angry when they came a little later than set – I didn’t realise that was all part of the game.

It’s so hot in here. [FFM]

It’s been fucking hot in this city over the past few days. The air is unbreathable and no one can get any sleep. I was lucky enough to have a few days off and I left on a short solo trip to the seaside.

A friend reminded me that there is a nudist beach along the coast there. He sent me the GPS location, I looked for it all day in the scorching heat, trying not to get too sunburnt in the process. That fucking beach is somewhere along a coastline of 18km, I could not find it though. It’s a pity, because I really wanted to get naked and get people to look at my boobs and pussy. I wanted to find someone to hide in the bushes in the dunes with and have some fun. But there were mostly families and couples and just normal beaches.

At the campsite people in the tent next to me were having sex before falling asleep. Didn’t sound like great sex and didn’t last long but I listened through and it made me horny. I looked for someone on Tinder, couldn’t find anyone interesting that I would want to swipe right for.

[mf] how my lifelong friend asked me to fuck her senseless (PART 2)

first of all an enormous thanks for the amount of likes. never expected people to read my experiences, couldn’t believe more than 20 likes!

Also, my apologies for using the term “lifelong friend” for somebody I only known for 6 years. I’ll keep the title to avoid confusion on part 2

let’s get right into it. This one will be a continuation of the events of last story.

Therefore it will go straight to the action. For those who like longer introductions I have lot more stories to share!

but let’s finish this one first! ;)

ROUND 2

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I could not believe what I just heard. Not only did I just have sex with my best friend I crushed on for years,
but she was not kidding about what she whispered earlier -‘you’re gonna fuck me all night long till we are too worn out to move’-
Obviously this was a good 10 minutes after the first fuck (sadly I don’t have the refractory period of a God), but needless to say after she said “Ready for round 2?” I’ve never gotten hard again so fast in my life.
She notices me getting hard and approves it with a smile. “looks like you couldn’t get enough of this” she laughs while she turns around, and shakes her bare pussy and ass in doggy position.
“I certainly have not” I respond, finally finding my voice back after being astonished by tonight’s events. “then come get it” she giggles.

The Runaway [Mf, Rape.]

I wasn’t sure how long I had been walking. I could have measured the distance in how much my feet hurt. I had walked far enough that there were no longer any familiar streets. I only met strangers who couldn’t manage to spare more than a curious glance before their indifference took over and they hurried along with their own busy lives. That was a couple miles and a few blisters ago.

There were downsides to rash decision-making. That, at least, I had finally learned. Now there was time to think – to reflect on the past few months and how the decisions I had made weren’t the wisest. There was time, and the road, and the steady monotony of putting one foot in front of the other. Time to regret, I suppose. Regretting was hard, though, and I preferred to keep things like regret out of mind. There were more important things to think about, like how much my feet hurt or how hungry I was. Perhaps, if I had thought things out a bit more, I would have run away with a bit of money in my pocket.

[FM] I had my first orgasm from penetration and the most mind blowing sex at age 26

Guys, I gotta share this with someone because I feel so happy and excited!!!

I’m a 26 year old straight female. For as long as I can remember, I can only orgasm from clit stimulation. And even that, it didn’t happen with all partners. What does it for me is his mouth on my clit and his fingers inside. However, it takes the right rhythm, motions, and mindset to achieve orgasm.

Anyway, this week I met this guy online and I thought he is WAAAAY out of my league. I’m not ugly by any means but I have always been a little self conscious about my body. I’m not fat but not skinny/muscular either. My boobs are rather large (which draws compliments from men but I find them saggy and unattractive). Overall, I don’t feel very comfortable being naked in front of a guy, with the lights on. So when this gorgeous dude asked to meet at a bar near his house, I almost canceled because I was sure he’s gonna make up an excuse and bail on me. Thank fucking god I didn’t! Yesterday night we met there and holy fuck, he’s hot! Imo, he looks like a slightly younger (he’s 36) version of Brad Pitt. We chatted for a bit, then he asked if I wanna go up to his place. Fuck. So he likes me?!

Controlling my vibrator for me at work [F]

I leaned back in my desk chair, stretching my fingers after typing for almost an hour straight. I wiggled my hips, feeling my labia rub against the seat. They slightly squeezed my clit with the motion. I absentmindedly lifted the skirt of my dress and lightly ran two fingers from my left hip to my pussy. I was surprised to find how wet I was, and decided now was as good a time as any to take a break. I pulled my vibrator out of my purse, turned it on, and slipped it inside me. Opening the app on my phone, I set it to my favorite rhythm — one called Peak. The interior half of the vibrator was more intense with this setting, and I could feel the pulse through my entire body. I relaxed in my chair and had just closed my eyes when I got a text.

“I see you have your toy in. Can I take over?” My body flushed at the sudden thought of your hands on me, pushing up my torso to my breasts, your tongue tracing circles around my nipples–

I [F] turned my ex [M] bi

Context:

I [F23] and my ex [M24] have been broken up for about a year. We live in different cities now, but recently we’ve been trying to reconnect a via text. Just friendship, though. As context, you should know that although my ex is straight, I always thought it would be really hot to watch him with another guy, and I told him so back when we were dating. Sometimes he would tease like he was interested, but in the end he always came back to “Just kidding. Not interested. I’m straight, after all.” So, nothing ever happened.

But…..last night, the topic came up again. I mentioned to him how hot it would have been for me if he had ever let a guy take him home. And then, he shocked me: he said it would have been hot for him too. And he added, “Seriously. I’m not kidding this time.” I was shocked…and more than a little turned on. Shortly after that the conversation accelerated into less of a discussion and more of a co-created fantasy, imagining what might have been, what…well…what could still be, I guess: