Tag: Straight

A day at the lake in Quebec…[MF]

Long ago when I was young and flexible and never wore a shirt in the summer…my gf and I went to the lake near my house….not somewhere neither of us had ever been as I just moved out there and it was all french peeps, we moved in more english areas…so we felt a little more annonymous I guess you could say…

so we are playing frisbee and it was the first time I’d seen my gf in a bikini before….
It’s really hot out and we are splashing in the lake which was warm…and there was plenty of talent at the beach that day, I was pretty hard most of the afternoon….staring at boobs and ass…

well of course playing frisbee with a non athletic gurl who is giggling everytime I have to go way out in the lake to fetch the frisbee that she has overthrown for the umpteenth time…

I am in water up to my knees now and can’t find the frisbee so I tell her to come help…
out she strolls, laughing and like I said I was pretty randy that day….so we find it and we are about 3 feet apart, so I grab her and start kissing her…. Read more »

[M4F] Touching yourself….go ahead, its the right thing to do!

Follow each direction, and take your time! Enjoy yourself!

Lay down in bed and take off your clothes.  Now take a deep, slow breath. Tell yourself that within the next 10 min. you will orgasm.  While imagining that post-orgasm feeling, inhale slowly and then exhale just as slowly.

Take the tips of your right fingers and gently start at your forehead and trace down your nose, over your lips and chin.  Imagine a tall sexy man standing naked before you. Keep going down your neck in between the middle of your breasts, over your stomach, and belly button.  You can see his broad shoulders and muscular chest. When you reach your waste run the tips of your fingers left and right a few times going from your left hip to your right hip and then back again.  You look down his stomach and abs to his naked hard cock. Read more »

[M] [F-solo] [voy] [inc] “Am I pretty?” (Part 1)

Some of us have Secrets. The big, heavy, burdening kind of Secret. Those, you wouldn’t tell anyone, ever, not without a lawyer and probably not even with a lawyer.

But most of us have secrets, with a lowercase s. Those, you’d tell a trusted friend, a therapist. Those are the dark, vulnerable side of who we are. In a sense, they shape us, in a deep, intimate, private, and thus ever so powerful kind of way.

I had just one such secret. I had a daughter. And I had left her. I had walked out of the house 20 years before, and never looked back. Why? I was scared. I was “scared shitless”, to use a technical term. Fatherhood was not for me, it turns out.

I was not married to her mother, and we had grown distant in the years since Blair was born. The fights were constant, and increasingly loud, and I felt it was only a matter of time before one of us gave in to violence. My daughter did not deserve that environment. And I felt I bore most of the guilt for it. That I was the one that hadn’t adjusted. And that Laura would do just fine on her own. So, I took out half my savings from the bank, left them in an envelope, wrote a farewell letter, and walked out. Read more »

Quick Stop

He pulled at the white button up that clung to him with sweat as he put another magazine on the shelf. Squinting through the bright light he could see the brightness of summer was already in full bloom outside. He placed the last magazine on the shelf stood from the hunched position he was in and stretched his arms and back. Reaching back he grabbed the cart and pushed it down the the aisle.

When he rounded the aisle he found a old lady looking at one of the shelves.

“Mrs. Nakajima, what are you doing back here?”

“Ah Devin, I was looking for you when I got distracted by the way this shelf was organized.”

“Would you like me to reorganize the shelf?”

“Not today, it’s too hot in the store with the A/C being out. I want you to finish the restocking and take off. The A/C should be fixed tomorrow so when you come back from your weekend it should be much easier to work.”

“Are you sure? It’s not too bad.”

“Kid you are sweating through your shirt, go enjoy the sunshine somewhere that doesn’t feel like a sauna.” Read more »

My affection, Oh brother… (true) (1 of several)

*I haven’t chosen to tell this story to get a reaction. Although a big part of me is desperately curious to know what you think. And what you feel. I’m writing this because it’s cathartic, it helps me. It helps me to think about the things I’ve done. To figure out how I feel about these things. Whether I’m ashamed or not. If people are interested, I’ll tell the rest of my story, although it might need a few chapters.*

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Home again from a night out with friends, off in gloomy rainy lovely Manchester. The cold walk back from the train station had left my exposed flesh goose-pimpled and a fair proportion of my flesh was exposed. My dress wasn’t as tight-fitting as some of my friends’, but it only just covered what it needed to. If I’d have bent over at any point in the evening a lot of people would have seen midnight-blue knickers and my firm little bum. I wrestled with the key and let myself into my parents’ semi-detached house in what must be Northern England’s tamest suburbia.

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Double Trouble[MMF][DP][Anal]

Kelly sat, legged crossed, across from her two new friends. If you can call them friends. The two men had met her at a bar just hours earlier and invited her over for a drink.

Mark had talked to her for a while and she was clearly flirting with him, though he was about 20 years her senior. She had this aura to her, innocent seeming but with a kind of experience. He invited her back to his place after it became clear that she was a shy yet willing participant for an evening of fun.

Kelly was wearing a yellow knee length pencil skirt and a royal purple halter top. Her heels were sensible and her slim, short frame was accented by her short, blond hair. Her lips were nude and her eyes were naked except for subtle black mascara. She appeared sweet, innocent, but little did the men know, she knew exactly what she was doing there. Read more »

Thank you, Sir [MF] [BDSM] [Domination] [Blindfold] [Tied-Up] [Spanking] [Face-Fucking] [Fucking] [Positive Reinforcement] [Name Calling] [Longish]

This is a sequel to [A Different Kind of Introduction, found here.](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/aiq13b/a_different_kind_of_introduction_mf_bdsm_choking/) You don’t need to read it for this, but it’s in the same vein.

It’s been a couple of weeks since our first encounter. It’s been a blur of dirty messages, dirtier voice messages, pictures, and promises of fun yet to come. Finally though, we get to an evening we can see each other again. You make your way to the hotel, and as instructed by my messages to you, you go to the front desk and ask for a key to the room in my name. You get into the elevator and take a breath as the doors close, gaining some control on your nerves and nervous excitement. The ride up is excruciatingly slow, anticipation making you smile to yourself, trying hard to play it cool. Double checking the room number, you step out into the corridor and begin searching. Eventually you come to the end of the corridor and find right room. You slide the key card in, the little light flashes green. You take a breath, place your hand on the handle, and step in. Read more »

My hot “student” fuck. (Long) [mf]

This is my first time writing here. So forgive me if it’s not a “normal” format for GWS. Constructive criticism is always welcome!

So I’m just a normal dude who happens to be a pretty decent musician. I’ve played my instrument for around 20 years now even though I’m only 27. But it’s lead me to some very nice fucks over the years.

This one in particular was pretty recent. So I teach high school kids music after school as a hobby and to make a little (very little) extra cash. And since I’m not that bad looking I tend to get hit on some. Not a lot but some. And speaking of which, I’m about 6ft tall, 215lbs, white with medium brown hair. I’m not built but I’m certainly not far either. I also can hold my own in the size department at just over 7 inches long with a good girth. Read more »

Mircea and Natasha [MF][Teacher,Pupil][Erotic Coupling]

Master Mircea was universally hated by each one of his students. Having come from a strict traditional background, girls found him uncaring and harsh. His figure was slender and angular, and he controlled every room he walked into while still remaining mostly silent. His stone-cut profile only served to enhance the strength his glare and his infrequency of speech sharpened the edge of his tongue. A cold disposition came easily, naturally, to him.

 

As he grew older, beginning to grey, his seriousness and professionalism, he had convinced everyone around him he was the living embodiment of ballet, making him also universally respected. He taught without warmth, bloodless. He knew his pupils through his hands almost more than his eyes. He knew each one’s hips and collarbones, their thighs and buttocks and slender necks. Yet never had there ever been a whisper of impropriety surrounding him because though he was physical when correcting his pupils passe or arabesque, he was conscious not to make any blooming young girls feel his humanity.

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[MF] Lost virginity to a sex goddess, got shunned by my family

Gather round young & old, and hear the tale of how an inexperienced little college freshman became a fucking man, and was instantly disinherited.

During my freshman year of college, I worked at a fun center that hosted kids’ birthday parties. Most of the workers were around my age (65% of them were hot college girls) but there was one party hostess who I could never keep my eyes off. She was petite, long brown wavy hair, green eyes, and best of all had fucking HUGE tits. Probably 5’2”, 110lbs, and according to one her bras, had 34dd’s. We flirted back and forth, we teased each other, but I was never sure if it was just for fun or if it was real chemistry.

One day we were in the back area at work and she reached around me to cover my eyes. When she pulled her hands down, she “accidentally” grazed over my dick. That was when it was 100% obvious. Next day, she wanted to show me a surprise. After work, we went to her car at the back of the parking lot and she says, “I got a piercing… Well actually, a couple of ‘em.” “Oh yeah, where?” “…Here!” BLAM! Lifts up her shirt and two monstrous titties are staring at me, silver studs in each soft pink nipple. (Still think about those tits to this day…) “WANNA BE MY GIRLFRIEND?!” Only thing I could think to do was lock down those warlocks for myself right then and there. Read more »