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Backpacking through asia and hardfucking the girl of my dreams [MF]

I deleted this story a year ago because it felt weirdly too personal. There is a second and third part but i couldnt find them online.

[slight trigger warning: this story contains light slapping, choking, and spanking. If you’re into that, like I am… holla! But if you’re not, i’ll offset those parts with a ***** so you can skip past it or skip to it. whatever floats your boat]

The summer after I finished law school, I decided to buy a little yamaha motorcycle in Indonesia, embark from Jakarta and take 4 months to ride it to Sumba (where my Indophiles at?). Since I didn’t start my job until January, I felt rather than feverishly studying for the bar with all my fellow striving future barristers, my time would be better spent looking for surf spots, drinking some bintang, and working on (in retrospect) really, really, I mean fucking really, bad poetry. I packed a duffel, got a hold of some austrian dude who had a bike for sale in jakarta, and headed over. Read more »

Island Discovery – Chapter 1

So I am taking a stab at my first erotic novel and would love some feedback. This is chapter 1.

If you are interested in reading more, you can find it at [http://playfullifestyle.com/island-discovery-an-erotic-novel/](http://playfullifestyle.com/island-discovery-an-erotic-novel/)

Thanks for your time.

She took one last deep breath, holding it as though it were the last of her resolve. When she finally let it go, the decision was made. After all, she reasoned, who would ever know? They were on vacation, alone, far from home. Besides, it wasn’t as though the dress was *that* scandalous. They sold them by the thousands at the mall; just not to women like her. It was short, tight, and revealed the cleft between her soft breasts. Not exactly cleavage, mind you, but enough to let you know she had something there. The two tiny straps that draped over her shoulders did nothing to hold it in place – While Mother Nature hadn’t been generous with her in that department, she gave her all she needed for that task – but they prevented her from wearing any sort of a bra underneath. Compared to what she normally wore, Jen felt very exposed. Read more »

The Inspection: Part 1 [D/s] [MDom/femsub] [SM] [Sens Dep] [Control] [No Sex] Light [HUML] [Costumes] Feedback Appreciated!

***The Inspection: Part 1***

*She stood huddled under the ridiculously flimsy umbrella, gazing across the street at the hotel. An ordinary-looking hotel on an unprepossessing street, in an unremarkable quarter of one of France’s dingiest cities, and she couldn’t even summon up the courage to go in.*

*Running over the pedestrian crossing, the hotels’ glass doors sliding back and forwards with a soft whoosh as she dashed in, she shook off the rain and battled to close the stupid umbrella. Approaching the desk timidly, half wondering if somehow, there would be no reservation at all and she could perhaps just turn around and leave with no fuss, no drama, no test of bravado. But, there was. And a keycard. And a pleasantly-bored receptionist who motioned towards the lifts with her head whilst taking a copy of the ID.*

*Crossing the foyer, she walked towards the lifts and waited, running over phrases, expressions, things she wanted to say to him, in her mind. The lift was one of those with a giant mirror covering the back wall and she had to work hard to resist the temptation to primp and fuss with her appearance. A quick slick of lipstick sufficed. Her face looked pale and her skin was still slightly damp from the rain. Uncontrollable hair and a long, black woollen coat completed the look.* Read more »

Stroking your cunt in public ( MF )

Hey there Princess, I want you to lock your bedroom door and get into your bed ,prop your head against your pillow and imagine this.

We both are with friends, having dinner in a restaurant. You being a naughty little slut , has worn a short skirt exactly like daddy told you to. As we interact with our friends , I slip my hands under the table and place em over your inner thighs, slowly stroking em. Daddy looks straight into your eyes as you struggle to stay calm and not squirm in front of our friends. I bite my lips lightly as I stick my fingers into your short skirt , tugging the ends of my fingers on your silk panties, bringing my fingers along between your legs , rubbing against your panties near where your cunt lies.
“Umm girl, your panties are wet already. Looks like you like being touched in public .”
I use my fingers to part your panties to the sides as I run my knuckles on your wet clit,round and round as my fingers gets drenched in your wetness. I look up , seeing the agony in your eyes as I smirk, taking my index fingers into your wet cunt, slowly, in and taking it out , over and over again as you start getting wetter and wetter with every stroke I make. Just imagine princess, you’re having your cunt stroked my a man as you sit along your friends who have no idea that you’re having an orgasm. I brush my palms against your cunt hair as my fingers dig deeper and deeper into your wet cunt.
“Do you want to cum little princess? Do you want out of your misery and be a good girl? ”
You cum right into my hands, my hands wet all over , as I bring em out from under the table and lick them clean. Read more »

“I-I have to… you know… t-touch myself… five times a day… or else I start to have… symptoms…” she awkwardly confessed to her newly appointed roommate. [FF]

This story was written in response to the title, which was a prompt.

Part 1.

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Jessica blinked owlishly, staring at the girl’s embarrassed face, unable to quite believe her ears. “You mean like…?” She curled her fingers in a come-hither motion, and her new roommate’s face went an even brighter shade of pink as she nodded. “Five times?”

“Yes…” It looked like she wanted to curl up into a ball and hide. Jessica felt bad pushing the girl on something she was obviously mortified about, but as her shock faded she was incredibly curious.

“Like, you have to-” she wiggled her fingers again, “five separate times, or just y’know, *finish* five times?”

“Um…” Her cheeks burned. “… separate…” She struggled to regain some amount of her composure, turning away from Jessica’s gaze. “It’s really hard on my schedule…”

“I can- actually, no, I can’t imagine, but that sounds like it sucks.” Jessica rubbed the back of her head. “What kind of symptoms…?”

“Shortness of breath… difficulty concentrating… increased blood flow… irrational decision-making…” It sounded like she was reading the warning label off the side of a pill bottle, and it took a second to click in Jessica’s mind. Read more »

My first [MFM] threesome (thanks Reddit!)

Bea and Jay responded to my post on Reddit, looking for fun while I was traveling for work. We swapped messages on KIK and seemed like a good fit, so we set a day and time to meet up at…..Applebees. Yes, that Applebees. I booked my hotel last minute and the only bar near my hotel was an Applebees. We had a good laugh about it making for a good story and met for a few drinks to feel each other out.

Bea and Jay were a cool, attractive couple – Jay was well-dressed and well-groomed, very chill, Bea had a beautiful smile, cute makeup (that she would later lose to the pillow), and great body modifications. She was nervous and it was super cute. We bypassed the small talk for more interesting topics like sex, kinks, experiences, boundaries, limits, triggers, safe words, and desires. After threedrinks I hopped in their car and we rode back to hotel.

Bea steps out of the car and grabs an extra bag of goodies from the trunk. As we walk in to the hotel it feels as if everyone knows what we’re about to do, but really we just look like three friends going to our rooms. Read more »

Regifted [MF] [hotwife]

It’s not that I don’t enjoy it. I do, but sometimes I wish we could just skip the games. A nice dinner out, followed by a good fuck, is just fine in my book. Even a quickie, before dining out, would be enough for me on occasion. My husband, on the other hand? He likes to play. He always has something up his sleeve. God bless him, he does keep things interesting.

I scan the dimly lit lounge, as I wait for him. The room bustles with activity, while a light jazz music cascades through the room, keeping a relaxed atmosphere. Candles on the tables, flicker warmly upon the faces of the diners.

My attention is drawn to an older couple sharing a laugh. There’s a lot of stories behind that relationship, I’m sure. They look as if they’ve been together for a lifetime and would stay together for another lifetime, if they get the chance.

I hope we still have that connection in our golden years. Read more »

New Roommate [FF] [Les] [oral]

This story was written for the following prompt: “I-I have to… you know… t-touch myself… five times a day… or else I start to have… symptoms…” she awkwardly confessed to her newly appointed roommate.

Part 1.

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Jessica blinked owlishly, staring at the girl’s embarrassed face, unable to quite believe her ears. “You mean like…?” She curled her fingers in a come-hither motion, and her new roommate’s face went an even brighter shade of pink as she nodded. “Five times?”

“Yes…” It looked like she wanted to curl up into a ball and hide. Jessica felt bad pushing the girl on something she was obviously mortified about, but as her shock faded she was incredibly curious.

“Like, you have to-” she wiggled her fingers again, “five separate times, or just y’know, *finish* five times?”

“Um…” Her cheeks burned. “… separate…” She struggled to regain some amount of her composure, turning away from Jessica’s gaze. “It’s really hard on my schedule…”

“I can- actually, no, I can’t imagine, but that sounds like it sucks.” Jessica rubbed the back of her head. “What kind of symptoms…?” Read more »

First Post – Meet Amelie, my alter-ego… [FM]

Hi Guys & Girls

This is my first post here so be gentle – well, not too gentle…

I’m going to introduce you to a girl during this first read, and her name is Amelie, she’s not a real person, which I know isn’t strictly in compliance with rule number 3 (true stories only), but the stories themselves ARE true, only Amelie is fictional.

See, Amelie – she’s my alter-ego. I’m a mostly respectable woman. I live in the UK, I’m 30, I have shoulder length blonde hair, a sexy/average body (no muscles – size 8), a dirty smile and I dutifully lay under my husband at regular intervals – and I still swallow his cum – whenever required – and let’s get this out of the way now; hubby is great – I love him, he loves me, the sex is fine and we have a nice life.