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A Shopping Encounter [MF]

She had seen him when she arrived at Woodbury commons. Just as she parked her car, he had pulled in to the parking lot on a black motorcycle. The bike had two headlights which made it look strange, bug eyed, not entirely unlike a praying mantis. It was an angry sounding thing, not loud but like a caged tiger, growling, ready to pounce at anything or anybody that got too close.

She thought that was an odd mode of transportation for a shopping trip, not knowing that he lived nearby and had only come over to pick up a few small items he needed which would easily fit in his knapsack.

When he removed his helmet, it was his eyes she had noticed first. He was short haired, clean shaven with a handsome face, nice torso in a form fitting black leather jacket with a Vanson logo on the shoulders. His jeans fit nicely and he was wearing biker boots but of all that she noticed, it was his eyes that had captivated her. They were dark brown and intense. Read more »

[Mff] The Naughty Schoolgirls Part 3

Cindy spent the night at Mindy’s; they both woke up at 5.45 to get ready for school. With tired eyes, Mindy climbed on top of Cindy to turn off the alarm.

Mindy grunted and said, “I don’t fucking want to go to this new school. I fucking hate our parents for taking us out our old school.”

Cindy sighed and said, “I know, baby doll. We would still be soundly asleep waking up, in like, 2 hours.”

Both the girls’ parents removed them from the school and decided not to press charges if the coach resigned and the school paid their tuition at the private school until the girls graduated.

Their uniforms hung on the doorknob, freshly ironed by Mindy’s mom. The dress code was strict: knee-length skirt with a buttoned up blouse and a blazer. The girls looked at it with disgust.

“How are we going to look sexy in this? It looks like something my grandma would wear, ew.” Mindy complained.

“At least we get to wear stockings.” Cindy joked.

“Girls, hurry up and change we have to leave in 20 minutes,” called out Mindy’s mom. The girls got dressed and went straight to the car. Their usual walk to school was now replaced by a drive from Mindy’s mom. Read more »

[M]y Strengths and Her Weakness [MF]

Let’s jump right into it.

I’m 5’10. Kind of fit, well dressed and always smell good. I’m wearing jeans, a t shirt and a hoodie over it. Katie is wearing yoga pants, a t-shirt and a tank top. We go to the movies and get some ice-cream afterwards. I’m walking her back to her dorm and the whole time I’m just thinking about getting into her pants. She had been low key teasing me during the movie and I hadn’t got my mind of it since. I reach her room and she invites me in. That’s all I needed. She had a queen sized bed right across a tv. We talked for a few more minutes and decided to put on some youtube videos. Her head was on my shoulder was on mine and i gently massaged forearms while we held hands. Not going to lie it was very cute. I decide to stop watching the TV and just stare at her, kind of awed at how good she looks. It took much longer for her to notice than I’d hoped.

But soon she turned to me and said, “What’s up?” Read more »

The Femdom Professor (4)

“Lift your skirt, Fifi,” my dominant Mistress Bella said, “and show our guest your pretty pink panties.” I wished I were dead, but I did it. Luckily the skirt on my uniform was so short that I had no trouble flicking it up to expose my pink-clad bottom. Cal clicked his tongue and reached forward to play with my buttocks. He slipped his black hand down inside the waistband of my panties and caressed my ass as he sensuously circled my sensitive rosebud and then gently slipped a long black finger up inside me as I gave out a little gasp and instinctively pushed back against him.

I felt so humiliated as my face turned a crimson red with embarrassment at my shameful willingness to be treated like this. Since my private and secret experimentation with my own fingers had unleashed in me a surprisingly erotic desire for the pleasure of this type of play, I could not avoid nor deny being aroused as he worked two fingers and then three in and out of my now very sensitive, tight, white little asshole as he gauged my sensual responses to his bold intrusions.
“Hey, that’s real pretty, Bella,” he laughed as he pulled his hand back out of my panties. “My God, she’s a virgin, isn’t she? She’s so tight and responds so eagerly, doesn’t she?”Bella laughed too. “Yes, Baby, but you’ll need to go slow with her. She hasn’t even seen a black cock. Not a stiff one at any rate. Have you, honey?” I lowered my skirt and turned around, “No, Mistress.” Read more »

[MF] [MFM] [MM] Repost to add the tags correctly.. memoirs of my sex life..

Hope this is cool to post here.. Read more »

The ti[M]e I fucked another guy’s wi[F]e

First of all, a little information about me: I’m 28, white English, 6’1″ with short red hair and green eyes. I’m generally quite slim with broad shoulders but I have a little extra padding around the midriff :)

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It was the Halloween party – notorious for heavy drinking and doing things you’d later regret. I was working for a western company with branches in various eastern european countries. The party provided a wonderful opportunity to meet the local office girls and even the most socially retarded guy could be successful. Drunk foreign girls in revealing costumes? What’s not to like? It was Saturday night, I was in a devil costume and ready to make hell. I bounced from table to table, trying to be as extrovert as possible and checking out the possible talent. As the night wore on and the drinks began to flow, the dancefloor got busier and steamier. My target was Yulia – mid-30s, pale skin, long dark hair, and her tall, skinny frame was strangely alluring in her costume consisting of basque, stockings and fishnets. Hardly original of course, but it highlighted Julia’s long legs, which drove me crazy. Mostly importantly, she was wearing no ring. In a country where women commonly get married at 18, this was definitely a bonus. Read more »

[MF] Sleeping with and dominated by my former professor

A couple years ago, I got my first and only B in college. Thanks, multivariable calculus. Mostly, I remember sitting in section confused out of my mind as my TA talked about B coordinates and eigenvectors and stuff. The poor grade was partially my fault; living on the opposite end of the campus as lecture meant I did not go to office hours as much as I should have. As a result, while some girls in my class talked about how the professor was attractive enough to make up for the 12 hours of psets we had to do a week, I skipped lecture often enough that I didn’t even know what he looked like until the final exam. By then I was so tired from 10 straight hours of studying that I barely glanced at him before diving into the blue answer booklets.

I’d totally deleted Professor M and his class from my memory, until recently when I split up with the older man who’d taken my virginity and had been breeding me on the regular. He recommended I rebound with a friend of his, and as pissed off at him as I was at the time, well. When I met Professor M again (in the parking lot of a Denny’s of all places), I noticed all the things I hadn’t the first time: how tall he was, how he could definitely hold me down and keep me down, and how the touch of silver at his temples made him quite handsome. Read more »