I can’t stop thinking about last Sunday [MF]

It started with a Sunday evening tinder date with a girl who we’ll call Sarah (23). I (28) wasn’t expecting too much, and I later found out that she wasn’t either and had considered cancelling because I hadn’t messaged her much in between arranging the date and date night – it’s not really my style because I don’t have time for instant messaging. Just as well she didn’t cancel…

From the moment we met, the conversation flowed amazingly, with great banter and sexual energy. Within 10 minutes we were talking about the dick pic algorithm (Google it). We bounced around a few different bars and we were both really enjoying ourselves.

At the third place, we ended up sitting opposite each other. I wanted her closer so told her to move around next to me. She pulled her chair around and as we chatted and laughed I started feeling her up under the table. She was wearing leggings with a top that revealed a pink/purple bra and lovely breasts.

We stopped talking at one point and ended up staring into each others eyes and at that point I grabbed her and kissed her. She later said she loved how confident that had been…

[MF] Dana, part 2 [teasing] [public] [cheating?]

Sarah, my girlfriend, was thin with short brown hair and a precise way of dressing. She was studying to be an anthropologist, and in her second year, she already had publications. Because we were both in school, we had odd schedules; we would talk midday and work most mornings and nights. On Tuesday’s I had mandatory office hours, to which none of my students ever showed up, so I would often Skype with her from my shared office. On this Tuesday when she answered she was still in her pajamas: loose baby blue pants and a white tank-top with thin straps. I loved when she wore that shirt. In person, it was thin enough almost to be transparent, and even with the poor webcam resolution, I could see the sharp outline of her small but pert breasts.

“I’ve been waiting for you to call. I miss you.” The way she said *miss you* made clear what she really missed. “Put on your headphones.”

The best fuck I’ve ever had! [MM]

The best fuck I’ve ever had.

Fire up Grindr for the first time in ages, chat to a few guys but nothing really pans out. Then I see a guy, 36, stocky, bearded and a top. Fuck it I message him. Trade the normal formalities and we get down to discussing business. Share some pics and he has a beautiful uncut 7.5 inch cock that curves slightly to the left, my mouth is watering just at the pic. I send him a message saying “COME FUCK ME NOW!” He replies saying he’ll be over in an hour. Fuck yes!

He enters my house and towers over me, I’m 6’1 but he’s much taller, I look down at his feet, they’re huge! He grabs my shoulders and pushes me down onto my knees, my face level with his crotch.
“Take it out” he tells me.
I fumble with his fly but manage to get his cock out. Fuck its as beautiful as it was in his photo. I rub my face all over it before taking it in my mouth, slowly playing with his head with my tongue. He grabs hold of my head and slowly starts to fuck my mouth. He hits the back of my throat and I gag. He keeps going fucking my slutty mouth, he pulls out and wipes my spit over my mouth before plunging his cock straight back into my mouth.

The Intern Who Helped Me Get Over My Ex [MF]

A few weeks out from the summer associates coming, I got an email from the firm’s Recruiting Coordinator:

“Hey Paul, your mentee this summer is Peyton [redacted]. She goes to [a top law school], and she’s interested in your practice group. We have lots of events this summer, so hopefully you can make it to most of those, and obviously answer all the questions she might have. Thanks!”

I was only a first year associate, and I was excited to have the summers come. Free coffees and lunches as long as I used the firm AmEx, firm events where the alcohol flowed freely in more ways than one.

I’d been in a funk for months, and I was looking forward to a summer of blowing off steam and maybe helping me get over Maddy. As I mentioned in my last story, we’d dated for our senior year in college, then we did long distance on opposite sides of the country as she entered med school and I went to law school. Long distance was challenging, especially with our busy schedules and navigating the time differences, but we made it work, and it’d made us even closer.

An Alchemist Story (Part one) [MM][Fantasy Races][Anal][Gay][Humor][Goblin/Gnoll]

Garth eased the final drop of night throne extract into the bottle, the liquid turned a serene shade of blue and the smell became fare more pleasant on his nose. He puckered up the bottle with his clawed hands before placing it in his outgoing box, the client wanted fifteen healing potions and he had just finished the last batch. He peeled the goggles off of his face before running his hands through his spotted fur, being a gnoll made the various reagents and powders cling to his fur. He stood up and prepared to leave for the lake when his door shook from the sound of something heavy hitting it.

“Go away, I have little gold and I have no time for robbers.” Garth snarled, it was better to intimidate the local humans than to just greet them with open arms. A Gnoll must keep up appearances after all.

Garth sighed before cracking open his door, a green lump was laying on the floor against his door. Garth reached down to pick up the lump and found himself gripping a small green humanoid by the head, he sniffed the creature and determined it was alive and male. Grath shrugged before bringing the goblin unconscious goblin inside of his home, he quickly disrobed the creature before sitting him on a bucket. He picked up a small vial and opened it beneath the Goblins nose.

Brittany’s New Puppy: Going Deeper [ff] [bst] [inc]

“Shit,” Sarah swore softly under her breath. She sat on her bed, watching her sister Brittany with an almost morbid fascination. Brittany lay on her stomach on the ground, completely naked and pinning down her dog Sasha as she sucked on his large canine cock. She worked with enthusiasm, her hand pumping tirelessly while she bobbed up and down, her tongue teasing the full length of the animal’s shaft. As Sarah watched, Brittany pulled away, a victorious grin on her face.

“Yes!” Brittany exclaimed, laughing as ropes of cum exploded from Sasha’s dick, coating her face with thick dog jizz. Sarah sighed, a little impressed by her younger sister, but mostly hoping that she’d forget the…

“Looks like I win,” Brittany said, suddenly standing in front of Sarah and pulling her out of her thoughts.

“It was hardly a fair bet to begin with,” Sarah countered. “You’ve sucked Sasha off so much more than I have.”

“It’s not like I ever stopped you,” Brittany replied. “And besides, you had like twenty minutes. I could see him getting bored waiting for you to give up.”

Christmas Goodbye in the Airport Parking Lot [MF],[Cheating],[Car Sex],[College]

It was just a few days before Christmas, and finals week had just ended. I was still living at school since I was worked near campus…. that, and my current fling was still in town. She was originally from out of state, but lived in an apartment down the hall from me during the school year. Her name was Hailey and I found her absolutely gorgeous. She was American born but of Russian and French descent. She had black hair, light skin, and hazel eyes you could get lost in. She was on the petite side; thin framed, with small, yet perky, B cup breasts. The thing that kept me on the hook was her ass. It was perfectly round, firm, and popped out of her tiny frame. Although she was on the skinny side, she was an absolute head-turner with that ass. She always dressed nice too, which made her even more attractive. But the most important thing about her… she was an absolute goddess in bed. I had never been with a woman who was as utterly amazing in bed as she was. Up to that point, I had been with enough girls to know what “bad sex” was, but with her, I cannot recall anything less than great. She was insatiable too. The only negative thing about that relationship, was that she had been dating a guy back home from the start of the year and so if I wanted to be with her, I had to put up with her being with him. Every time I brought up her breaking up with him, she would say I was “a hell of a partner in bed, just not a man she would ever want to marry.” I usually just shrugged it off. Mainly because she was right; I was kind of a dick to most people throughout college so I probably wouldn’t have made a great boyfriend to her. Plus the only thing we ever saw eye to eye on was sex… We could really never agree on anything else.

[MF] Dana, part 1 [teasing] [cheating]

Her name was Dana, and she was striking. She was Persian and Dutch with dark straight hair, a small nose, and caramel-brown eyes. The New England winters had made her very pale. When she walked over to my place, the cold made her look like she was blushing.

We were both in grad school, and we were both in long-distance relationships. I think that is why we spent so much time together; it was nice to be around someone of the opposite sex who was safe enough that flirting felt exciting, and only a little wrong. She would come to my apartment most evenings, and we’d work at the table together. Sometimes other students from our year would join us, and sometimes she would come over early, and we would cook together.

As I said, we would flirt, but we had some unspoken boundaries. If we brushed against each other in the kitchen—it was small—we would get embarrassed and apologize. If we were drinking while we were cooking, we would brush against each other more frequently, for slightly longer than we should, but that was it, that was as far as we would go physically.

[MF] Dana, part 1 [true] [teasing] [cheating]

Her name was Dana, and she was striking. She was Persian and Dutch with dark straight hair, a small nose, and caramel-brown eyes. The New England winters had made her very pale. When she walked over to my place, the cold made her look like she was blushing.

We were both in grad school, and we were both in long-distance relationships. I think that is why we spent so much time together; it was nice to be around someone of the opposite sex who was safe enough that flirting felt exciting, and only a little wrong. She would come to my apartment most evenings, and we’d work at the table together. Sometimes other students from our year would join us, and sometimes she would come over early, and we would cook together.

As I said, we would flirt, but we had some unspoken boundaries. If we brushed against each other in the kitchen—it was small—we would get embarrassed and apologize. If we were drinking while we were cooking, we would brush against each other more frequently, for slightly longer than we should, but that was it, that was as far as we would go physically.

Alisa and “The outfit” [MF]

So about a month ago, I posted on here and it was received well. And Alisa loved it too. So here’s another one of our adventures.

Most of the time when we had sex, it was straight forward. We loved having sex with each other. No frills, but it was great nonetheless.

But….. sometimes we got creative.

We were hanging out with her friend and her house and we are very open about sex and our past relationships.

Her friend was talking about corsets. I liked them but never saw one in person.. I was told to turn around while she got one on that her friend had. They tried one on. Too big. “Must be the boobs” I said. (I forgot to mention last time but Alisa has like DDD boobs.) They both laughed.

They told me to turn around. Alisa was wearing a black and purple corset. It looked awesome on her. Her friend said wait…..

Turned around again.

Few minutes later she wore something that I told her I liked on girls…a mini skirt. I blushed from ear to ear. I told her she should wear it sometime. I was playing around and buried my face in her boobs. Her friend took a picture. I don’t wanna post it. Sorry.