Eleven-Seventeen. That was our number. To most people a number like this will mean absolutely nothing. But to all the people who have been or who will be involved in that memorable night, a number such as this one will send a shiver straight through your body. A delicious shiver that will have you stop whatever you’re doing and remember fondly on that amazing night. Your eyes will flutter closed, lips will part slightly and the softest of moans will flow from your mouth as your mind begins to conjure up those wonderfully erotic images. The resounding sounds of pleasure and pain will reverberate in your ears like a symphony. As you try and catch your breath, the fragrant mix of ylang ylang, orange blossom and sandalwood will seep down into your very soul, craving the immense high like a drug. Fire will dance in teasing waves as your skin begins to prickle thinking of the leather straps caressing over your body just before the burning snap against your ass. Frail wrists tremble beneath tight cuffs; your sanity crumbling just as fast as your legs at the feel of juices dripping down them. I digress.
Tag: Straight
Never let teenagers chaperone a dance! [FM][Ageplay][FemalePOV][Blowjob][Anal][Public]
(Based on a true story. No actual sex with minors occurred.)
So this happened one summer when I was a CIT at a preppy sleep away camp in Maine. We were an all-girls camp, right by a lake, and on the other shore was the all-boys ‘brother’ to our camp. Every summer, for one night only, the camp would get together for a dance between their older campers and our older campers. For a lot of the counselors, it was just a chore, but not for the CITs… we weren’t allowed to leave the camp yet on our work breaks. This was the first time that we’d get to explore and not always be around our campers.
It was a little frustrating though. The camp uniform was mandatory at all times, and the fact that there were guys coming over made no difference. I’m 5’4 with long, straight brown hair, freckles, tan skin, and skinny petite with very few curves but enough (especially in a bathing suit) to turn some heads.
I had to cover my body up though. All of my attempts to roll up my shorts or cut my tops were stopped by the admins. So, we all just sucked it up and showed up for the dance in our work clothes.
Swim party broke me out of my shell [FMMM] super-long
First a little about me. I’m a 19 year old college student at USC. I’m 5’2” tall and a robust 105 pounds. I have some experience with men but it’s all pretty vanilla and nowhere near amazing. I love oral but tend to be overly cautious with sex. I am super socially awkward and that doesn’t tend to help my cause very often.
Then there is my twin brother. We couldn’t be more opposites. He is 6’1” and probably 180 pounds. He is always super outgoing to the point it annoys me. He is always trying to get me to go out and I tend to resist. His friend from school was having a party at his house so I was invited. I didn’t want to go but decided I would at least show my face for a little while.
Two minutes after we arrive my brother disappears to talk to a girl he’s been chasing for months. I didn’t see him again until close to three am. It was a pool party so I just found a chair and laid down in the sun.
After party in your bedroom pt 1
We met earlier that night, at a rave. You couldnt take your eyes off of me. You loved how short i am. You kept saying you wanted to pick me up and steal me. As soon as i laid eyes on you a pang of attraction formed in my stomach. You were dancing, tall, over 6 foot, lean but muscular build,and an infectious smile.
You ran into me as i was walking to the bar to grab some water. You caught me by the hip with your hand , trying to steady me so i wouldnt fall. I blushed at the feeling of your hand on me. We talked and danced for the rest of the show. You kept brushing strands of my long purple hair behind my ear and would pull me close to you so you could talk loudly in my ear. Not too louf but just enough that i could hear you over the music. Around 1 am a slower track started womping. You didnt seem to know what to do.
Taking the long way home
We are driving in your old truck with the bench seat. Your looking straight ahead concentrating on the dark road; we haven’t seen any other cars for miles. Your handsome face is half shadowed in the dark. I watch as your hands flex on the steering wheel and change positions. You look over at me and pat the center seat next to you.
“Come here.”
I unbluckle my seat belt and scoot over. We twine our hands together in your lap. My hand brushes you cock and i feel it stir in your jeans. You continue looking forward, acting like your cock didn’t just get instantly hard. I want it, I want to feel your silky hard skin in my hands and your salty taste in my mouth. I run my hand up and down your thigh, stroking your cock a few times through the denim. You lean your head back in the headrest,
“Suck it baby.”
The Victorian [MF]
“Holy shit, Megan, I watched the best porn last night.” Rose burst through Megan’s office door like Kramer on Seinfeld. Two lattes on a carrier in her left hand, and a plastic sack in her right, ostensibly holding the sandwiches she usually brought to lunch it was her turn. She just loved these paninis from this little place down the street.
Megan smiled. Rose was her best friend. It was the typical situation, where one friend was introspective, conservative, reserved, and the other was the opposite in every way. It had been that way since college. Megan made her way through buisness school with calculated efficiency, and Rose partied her way through graphic design school. Megan studied and had a steady boyfriend, Rose drank and fucked her way through a string of boys and men. Megan graduated with honors and was hired to a busy firm in town getting herself to middle management fairly quickly. Rose opened a boutique website design company, and found success almost effortlessly.
“You crack me up,” Megan said, logging off the program she was using. She cleared a place on her desk to eat, which was pretty easy, given how clean she kept it.
“LENDING A HELPING HAND” [mF, Bully/Mother] (Very Long, Detailed Prompt You Can Borrow to RP With)
**DISCLAIMER:**
*I’m an adult and this story is intended solely for other adults to enjoy. The contents of this post are purely fantasy.*
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Ever since I’d first met him in grade-school, bullying Tyler McFarlane had been my favourite pass-time — *besides football and watching porn, that is.* You could have called it my ‘hobby’. Each and every morning, when I walked through the entrance of our high-school, I knew I’d been provided by the universe with another unique opportunity to torment Tyler. And I never let one of those go to waste…
*…But of course, nothing good can last forever.* Eventually, I simply grew bored with the whole endeavour. Tyler had become too resigned to his fate, I suppose, in a way that made further ridicule seem like it’d be less satisfying. At this point, I’d started to wonder if bullying Tyler had become diminishing returns. And besides, it was grade twelve already and I had better things to be spending my time doing: like *attending parties,* mostly. Which brings me to my story.
The Girl with the Blue Beanie (Part 1.) [Str8] [MF] [Public]
The evening sun hung low in the sky, bathing the buildings and trees that slowly passed by Zack as he strolled along the sidewalk in golden light, and causing them to cast long shadows over the ground. The cool air was still and quiet except for the sounds of birds chirping in the branches overhead, and besides the rare passing car, the streets were relatively empty. Zack walked alone, his hands stuffed into the pockets of his windbreaker, glancing up whenever a car passed by, and then looking back down towards the ground. His straight brown hair looked like he had recently had a haircut, and his beard was neatly trimmed, but that aside, it didn’t look like he was looking forward to anything. His brow slightly furrowed, his shoulders hunched, he didn’t even look up when he reached an intersection, but just turned left and kept walking. He knew where he was going.
[MM] Caught once sucking off a straight friend
I have a thing for giving blowjobs to some of my straight friends who’ve been having a little sexual frustration. It works out–we keep it our secret, they get some needed release, and I get the thrill of having a cock in my mouth.
I have one friend who liked to ask me to suck his cock while he drove. We’ll call him Mike. The first time Mike asked me to to this for him, I was very hesitant. He assured me there wasn’t a risk of getting caught, because I had long thick hair and if anyone saw us, they’d only see the back of my head in his lap and assume I was a woman. I just had to not sit up until we were somewhere where no one was around. Hesitantly, I agreed and the first time it went great. We were in the back of a shopping center parking lot when he unzipped and pulled out his cock. I made a quick check that no one was looking, then leaned over into the driver seat and started giving him head. I sucked his cock the whole drive back to his apartment complex. He pulled into a spot in the back of the complex and he shortly blew a massive load into my throat, which I swallowed down dutifully.
Whoa…work got interesting today! [mff]
Whoa. Okay, bear with me. I am in an uber and I am…functoxicated. On my phone. I’ll include whatever details I remember (though I must brag I am a functioning drunk).
So I was horny today. Like…considered wearing my butt plug to work knowing my shorts were too tight to pull it off levels of horny. So, some cute guys came in and I was doing my normal flirting thing and absolutely SOAKED my panties. Thing is, at my restaurant, the clothing is painfully restrictive. Just peeing is an act of God. Nevertheless, I went into the bathroom, got my orange shorts off, peeled off those fucking pantyhose, and got my panties off. That is how wet I was, I couldnt stand to wear my thong anymore. So I carried that to my bag and deposited it there. For those who are detail oriented, I was pink and white striped from VS ;-)
Anyways I am complaining to my BFF about how horny this table is making me. I knew I couldnt do anything though because, well, I am at work and we are not allowed to give out number out. So I am just dying while talking to my friend. Then, out of fucking nowhere, she suggests I come home with her! She has a fiance…so I am suspicious. I am complaining I am horny and she says come home with me.