Tag: Straight

Miss Jess [mf, blowjob]

I needed to get out.

My fiance had been driving me up the wall. I just had to get some air so I went walking around and found myself at the bar. I threw a few back and watched the game absentmindedly.

Then I noticed the redhead.

She was staring right at me from across the bar. She was nursing a dark drink with a cherry and orange slice hanging on the edge. I wasn’t sure how long she had been there, but I caught her right in the middle of giving me a casual up and down. I was feeling good and I gave her the same. Her black skirt was short and snug to her long legs. Her black blazer was also short and couldn’t possibly fit around her bulging chest. Her red top framed her cleavage in a tantalizing way, and her long necklace had slipped between her breasts. My gaze found it’s way back up to her face. I marveled at the gentle curls in her red hair, her full lips, her fair skin. And then our eyes locked. Her emerald green eyes stared me down, drawing me in, yet challenging me at the same time. Read more »

Old Friends-Pt. 1: Truth or Dare [no sex]

We were six shots in when my best friend’s wife dared me to come sit on her lap. Admittedly, I was feeling quite into it as I sat with both feet on one side of her legs and wrapped my arms around her neck to hold on to her. I tensed up slightly as I felt her hand slide up my skirt slightly on the side of my upper right thigh, intending only to keep me from sliding off her lap.

She blushed brightly and removed her hands from me, motioning to her husband as it was his turn. She was staring at my chest as it rose and fell with each breath and I was looking over at my best friend, a drunken smile plastered on my face. He almost looked jealous as I lay my head against her shoulder, intending to be playful.

He followed his wife’s gaze and noticed she was staring at me, his reaction was almost instant as he shifted in his seat and turned to my husband, “Truth or Dare, Alex?”

My husband’s gaze fell on mine and I could see that he was getting uncomfortable, “Truth,” he said with a slight pause. Read more »

An affair with my hot, prim, scientist coworker [MF]

This is my first attempt at writing stories like this for an audience. I’ve always been a massive fan of the format and good stories are a favorite turn on. Depending on the reception, I’ll keep relaying the various sexploits of my life in the future! I warn readers in advance that this will take a few paragraphs to become explicitly sexual.

I’ll get the demographics out of the way. I’m a twenty-something, olive skinned, broad dude of mixed race. Five-foot-ten and muscular but with what nice observers might say approaches a dad bod. I’ve got short curly hair and extremely dark brown eyes. Very outgoing and flirtatious, which is basically the theme of most of my stories. I’m currently a graduate student, so most people I interact with every day are nerdy scientists. One of my coworkers destroys that stereotype, though. We’ll call her Anya, and she’s also of mixed race. The only ways way to describe her is ‘unique’. Half Indian, slightly wider-than-average-set deep brown eyes, just scraping by five feet tall. Her skin was lightly tanned and she sported this athletic, dancer’s body. It’s clear that she goes on runs and hits the gym. Lab coats and dress clothes never hid her round ass or curvaceous, perky breasts, and despite her relatively prim and proper presentation, there was always a hint of sexuality in her outfits. Read more »

Holiday Three-Way [MFF] [prost] [bd]

“Are you ready for your favorite holiday tradition, my love?” asked the sexiest, most loving voice in the world?

“I’m ready, Erin,” replied an excited Benjamin Alanzo. “I’m so goddamn ready!”

“I can see that,” she laughed. “You’re more excited than usual.”

“What can I say? I’m full of Christmas spirit!”

Ben laughed along with his beautiful wife, Erin. He couldn’t help but be a little giddy. It was Christmas Eve. It was snowing outside. Tomorrow morning, they were going to spend the day with his parents where they would open presents, drink eggnog, and celebrate the holiday. However, that was only his second favorite tradition. His most favorite was just about to unfold.

“Um…can we take the blindfold off now?” said another female voice that sounded more humored than excited.

“Sure! I think we’ve kept him waiting long enough,” said Erin playfully. “Would you like to do the honors?”

“Is that also part of the tradition?”

“It is, actually. Go ahead! Share it with us.”

The other woman sounded both curious and intrigued. That was to be expected. He and Erin understood that their idea of a “holiday tradition” varied considerably compared to most married couples. Whereas some visited grandparents or baked gingerbread cookies, he and Erin opted for something a little kinkier. Read more »

My wife jerked off her coworker at the holiday party [MF]

Amy had her holiday party this Thursday and while I was sick and couldn’t go, she had some fun and jerked off a coworker she used to hook up with. Amy wanted to share her story with more than just me so here she is:

“Every year my job puts on a holiday party for the end of the year to celebrate all of our accomplishments. Each year we have a nice dinner, an open bar and usually some form of entertainment. This year the company rented out a large ballroom in the city and offered a discount on hotel rooms for people who worked out of town. Since we live close, Aaron and I had planned to take an uber to and home from the party instead of opting for a hotel room. Aaron was supposed to be my usual plus one, but he ended up coming down with a bad cold and didn’t want to risk getting others sick. He encouraged me to attend without him, and after thinking about it more I decided it would still be a fun time. Read more »

Wild public hookup with Reddit stranger [FM] [Str8] [exh] [Mdom]

Our relationship before we even met was intense. He commented on a photograph of mine on gonewild – me in a pair of high waisted panties, kneeling, without a top or a bra. The caption was ‘what would you do to me ’ his response was this:

*I would put you on your back and push your knees up to your chest with one hand. I’d spit on the other and finger you until your eyes rolled back in your head. At that point I’d let you beg me for my cock and when I was ready I’d use it to stretch you open*

Needless to say I was charmed and wet all at once. The romance, lacking a better word, bloomed. We would exchange messages several times a day, mostly him saying what he would do and me blushing and giggling. He asked for custom pictures and I obliged. Showing him whatever he wanted, as long as he kept telling me what would happen. He lived across an ocean but this week he came to my city. Read more »

[FM] nude beach dare to run naked across the parking lot

I’m at a nude beach one summer, a weekday morning. I forgot if I was in between jobs or if I was allowed to work from home, but nonetheless, you gotta take advantage of this free time.

It’s still early in the morning, I just got done doing a few laps, I’m ready to head home and do some work. I’ve already toweled off, but it’s nice to do a final walk around naked. There was a girl across the grass from me, that had arrived about an hour after me, and she was a little preoccupied with her dog.

White skinny brunette in her 20s. Big A or small B cups? Pointyish. Pale smooth skin, but not sickly pale. Hourglass shape…well that’s an automatic if you’re skinny. She had a leashed dog, don’t know what breed, I’m more of a cat person. At least it’s not one of those stereotypically annoying breeds that’s yipping high pitched noises constantly. Read more »

The Naughty Little Christmas Elf (Mf, Cheating, Ageplay, Risky, Oral)

*(Merry Christmas everyone! Hope you enjoy my hastily thought up, hastily written, holiday-themed smut!)*

Four weeks of feigning joy is hard for a disillusioned man rapidly approaching his forties.

Thankfully the fake beard strapped to my face meant I didn’t have to smile too much, but I still had to pretend to be happy for the apparently endless amount of children that came into the small grotto demanding gifts they didn’t really need, or their parents couldn’t afford.

It wasn’t a nice place – a ramshackle hut built cheap, with forest green felt stapled to the flimsy wooden walls and lazily painted beams made to look like candy canes. It was cheap, tacky and cold, even with my fat suit on, yet the kids that came in saw none of that. All they saw was a lush home away from Lapland, with happy elves and, of course, Santa Claus.

Or at least someone pretending to be Santa Claus. Read more »