Tag: Straight

Sixteen Ch. 1-2 [Fantasy, Slave, Werewolf]

(Apologies for formatting not carrying over, will post more chapters as interest dictates! This the first couple chapters of my completed novelette.)

Sixteen

Prologue:
The girl looks at her naked form in the full length mirror. She turns to look at her figure, her large breasts sitting atop her thin frame which curved down softly into her hips. She turns more, looking at her heart shaped bottom. She had been waiting for these curves forever; she hopes to heaven they aren’t a disappointment.

Sixteen is a late bloomer, lots of the girls with higher numbers than her had fully developed already and been claimed. She thought back at the disappointment in her Master’s eyes as he looked over her body each day, ordering a different diet here, vitamins and hormone treatments there. Yesterday she finally saw the long awaited smile on his face as he nodded in approval, and told her she was ready. He never once touched her. She used to get goosebumps watching him touch the girls that belonged to him. Loving caresses. Would her new master touch her this way? Read more »

The Perfect Five Days [MF][Str8]

Wednesday night was show night. An overnight stay in the city once more. We caught the train and the lads looked like they were keen for a drink beforehand. Me? Not so much.

*“Kitty?”*

It was Blake. Blake was someone who had so much faith in me as a musician, he had been in every band I had ever been in.

*“Yes, darling?”*

*“I want to give you this. We have talked about it. I managed to wrangle an invite for you and Minnie. I am sure only good will come out of it.”*

*“What makes you say that?”*

*“Having met the Master, I am sure he is your type. A lot of other musicians and people into music and you get to wear a pretty dress.”*

*“I am sold then. How often do they have the parties?”*

*“There was one last Thursday night but I didn’t invite you because the Master had a prior engagement. Played the new Monkees album. Dress code is no sloppiness and dress to impress. First of June is the next one.”*

*“So tomorrow. Dress to impress?”* Read more »

[FM] Birthday sex

It’s my birthday, and we both know what that means. I’m wearing my favorite black dress. It’s snug, of course, hugging my curving breasts, waist, and hips. It hits just above the middle of my thigh and rides up when I walk, so I’m constantly tugging it down. Occasionally you grin at me and tug it back up, revealing more of my long legs. The top of the dress is the best part: it’s a scoop neck, but it has a triangular slit in the middle, showing off my breasts. Not that I could hide them, anyway.

I’m not wearing jewelry and I wore flats so that I’m still shorter than you, which is what you prefer. My hair is down and straight, just reaching my shoulders. You brushed the right side behind my ear and trailed your hand down my neck, shoulder, and arm, sending a tingling sensation down ahead of your fingers. I expect them to stop in my fingertips, but instead they jump to my stomach and keep moving down. I close my eyes. Read more »

A nurse, a steel rod, a neck that’s choked. (Or how I got into shoving sharpies into my cock for fun) [FM]

By request, here is the story of how I got into sounding and eventually a love for office supplies in my cock.

But first I want to get this out of they way…. yes, I AM bisexual. However I LOVE women. 80% of my sexuality is focused on women. With the other 20% humans with cocks, or even better a threesome.

So to answer your question, i was always fascinated with my cock when I was a child. I remember sticking strands of my hair down my peehole to see how that felt, when I was 8yrs old. I had my oral first sex when I was 11. At 13 I had anal sex. At 14 I was fully sexual, a lot.

Later when I was in my 20’s I fell in love with a beautiful trauma nurse. She was strong, with short black hair and brown/green/blue eyes that changed color all the time. By the time we met I was way into other “non standard” forms of sex, and that’s one reason she was drawn to me.

Well, the nurse was as super kinky as I was, perhaps a bit more even…. and one day…. Read more »

[MF] A private fashion show

You push open the door to my room without hesitation, knowing it’s always unlocked. Your first view is of my ass, snug and firm in the yoga pants I bought solely for your enjoyment. I’m leaning over my desk, obviously waiting for you. You lock the door and go straight for my ass, pushing your hips against it, relishing the feeling of me pushing back, moaning in anticipation and eagerness. I rub my ass across your crotch, straightening my back to lean against you. Your arms wrap around me, pulling me close against you and feeling my breasts through the thin, t-shirt bra that has always been your favorite.

You spin my around and crush yourself against me once more. Your lips find mine, and we share one of our ravenous kisses that we can only experience after being apart for too long. Our lips seal against each other, tongues furious, jaws pressing closer and closer together until it’s almost painful. Your hands find my ass and our kisses continue. I pull off your jacket as you push down my pants, your hands going back to my ass, this time inside my pink lace panties. Read more »

[MF] A lapdance and a blowjob for a guy I met on Tinder

[I originally posted this years ago, but recently decided to use a throwaway for these stories, so I’m reposting now.]

Sit down in a chair in the middle of the room, facing the door. It opens slowly to reveal me standing in the door, one hand on my hip, the other on the door frame. My short brown hair is straight and down. I’m wearing the school girl costume you got for me: a white blouse crop top that covers only my boobs, my lace black bra showing through with my cleavage, a tight red plaid mini skirt, just barely covering my ass, thigh-high stockings, and black heels. As you stare at me, taking in my body, my hand slides across my skin from my hip to my breasts. I pull one side of my shirt over, showing you a glimpse of my nipple. Moan. Stay in your seat. I take a step forward and turn around to close the door, showing off my ass. Turn on some music. Anything you want to listen to, it doesn’t matter. Still facing away from you, I run my fingers through my hair while my hips start to rotate. My other hand slides down my torso and slips into my skirt. Watch me in the mirror on the back of the door. Watch my ass move in circles, imagine your dick pressed against my warm skin. My hand tugs at the bottom of my skirt, showing you a peek at my ass. I’m not wearing panties. Read more »

(mf) Lisa

I saw the flicker in her eyes, that familiar, playful smile. That one second of give, when her defences fell and I knew that she wanted me just as badly as I wanted her. It’d been months – months – since we’d seen each other. My hands were in her hair before she could stop me, and Lisa didn’t even resist – she leapt up, wrapped her lean, strong legs around my waist. The wall found her back and I found her under me again. Her perfume filled my nose, and as I caught her to stop her from slipping, I felt a soft moan slip from her mouth. Her lips were soft, warm, inviting, and I lost myself in them for a moment. She was already grinding against me. Stronger than before, more insistent. This girl had been hitting the gym since I’d last seen her… I felt her bite my lip, none too gently, and I hissed. That feline smile flitted over her face, and Lisa caught my belt, tried to pull at it. Useless. I dropped her to the ground, tore the belt free, then watched her saucily slip a shoulder out of her silky, tight gown. No bra, just a firm, irresistible breast… but as I reached for her, she slapped my hand out of the way and grabbed my jacket lapels, and bit my neck. Sank her teeth into my flesh with just the right amount of pressure to make me snarl like an animal. Read more »

Fitting Room Fingering [MF] [Public] [Fingering][Handjob][First Date]

Joy and I, both 18 at the time, had just finished our first date… dinner and mini golf. It had gone well, and there would probably be a second date very soon. We had been friends for a little while, but hadn’t dated until now. Joy was a petite blonde, about 5’1″ and somewhat thin. She had a gorgeous smile, perfect rosy cheeks, and mystical green eyes. Her torso was slim with small perky B-cup breasts, but her frame widened slightly below the hips with a very round butt and thick thighs from running track. I was attracted to her the moment we met. She just had that cute, yet sexy look to her.

As we pulled out of the mini golf parking lot, she asked what my plans were for the rest of the night since it was a bit on the early side. I told her that I needed to go shopping for a new pair of slacks for a job interview I had in the morning. She asked if she could tag along, since she needed some make-up from the same department store I was going to. I told her that I didn’t mind, so we rerouted our direction to the store. On the way there we talked about past relationships, likes, dislikes, turn ons, and turn offs. The conversation quickly turned sexual, but to be fair, it remained mild in topic. Either way, it was enough to put us both in a frisky mood. Read more »

[MF] I responded to her r4r post, we fucked shortly thereafter.

Long time lurker first time poster etc etc.

I’ve had a couple successful encounters now responding to r4r posts, the most recent one took place over the last couple days, culminating in us meeting up last night.

Anyway I was browsing r4r (not even dirtyr4r mind you!) and a post caught my eye, a young lady seemingly just looking for someone to talk to. She sounded interesting and was local so I figured why not and fired off a response. She got in touch the next day and we had what felt like a pretty normal, generally reserved/introductory conversation. At some point, I’m not sure who, someone made a vaguely sexual comment and things very quickly escalated into a discussion of how neither of us had scratched that itch for a little too long and it was suggested that maybe we could help each other out in that regard. Pics of increasingly explicit nature were exchanged while preferences were put up for debate (can I…? Would you like to…? I’m totally going to…) and shortly thereafter the stage was set – we agreed to meet. Read more »

Taking the virginity of an athletic crossdressing student [MT] [M30,T19]

I haven’t been able to share a good story for quite a well. There haven’t been any to share. I was travelling on business almost constantly from August until the end of the 2017. During that time, I had sex with two women, but neither story is overly exciting. I do have a great experience from New Year but I’ll save that for another time. Instead, this is an experience that happened only just last weekend written up while it’s fresh in my mind and not embellished in any way.

I received a message last Monday afternoon on a fetish social network from someone listed as a man. “Jay” he called himself. I make it clear on my profile that I’m only interested in messages from crossdressers and transsexuals, but before I deleted the message (which I hadn’t even read at this point) I clicked through onto his page. There were no pictures of his face, but I could see that he was very well built and kept himself in good shape. He was 19 and looking for women and couples. This piqued my interest as I wondered why he would be messaging me when we have such incompatible interests. I went through to his message and read it. Read more »