[Mf] a night out with the intern

Let me start out by telling you a bit about where I work. I work in a very casual office setting. Our office is in an old retro fitted warehouse downtown. It consists of an office area and a lounge with couches, tv’s, game consoles, pool table etc. It’s pretty awesome. We’re all basically free lancers so there’s no dress code or anything. Very laid back.

So this particular story is about an intern we brought on about a year ago and this incident took place over the summer. Her name is Alexis, she has brunette hair to her shoulders, beautiful green eyes and a very pretty face. She’s tall (I’d say like 5’8) with long legs that come up to a nice bubbly butt. She also has an amazing hour glass shaped accented with big perky breasts. She was 20 at the time.

The first time I met her at the interview I knew two things; she was a very shy possibly innocent girl, and I was going to fuck her. I was only wrong about one of those things. The interview went well and she got the internship.

[MF] How my Reddit porn account let to anal on the first date.

This is my first post to the subreddit, and the first story I’ve written about myself so please excuse the bad writing.

We met on Tinder. We began messaging shortly after we matched and after a few messages back and forth the conversation was already full of innuendos. After a few days of messaging, we exchanged numbers and snapchats and we started messaging each other pretty frequently, but with a lot less subtly to our innuendos this time. We were getting on very well, so we ended up setting a date to meet, and while we waited for this date to arrive the conversation was becoming evermore sexual. She started to open up and told me that she liked being used, which I made a mental note of.

I [m] was caught red handed by my roommate [f]

What’s up y’all! Since I wrote a few other stories I figured I’d share some different experiences with y’all.

This one was about a year or so after the whole Brad thing.

About a year ago I started really changing my life. I had been working my way up in my field, becoming more professional, more social, and MUCH better at talking to women because I decided to actually try it! Lol.

I had met this girl at work, her name was (fake for reasons) Elle. She was really short, like 5’4, pretty fit, incredible body, but you wouldn’t know it by how she dressed. She was kind of conservative in her outfits, not many tight pants, didn’t dress for style. She liked being as comfortable as possible. She wore these Capri pants that didn’t really show her ass or flash her legs, and she LOVED band tees. She has really dark brown straight hair that comes down half way to her back, very cute face. The kind of face you can never say no to. She had brown skin, almost looking Mexican, but a little lighter. A real nice natural tan. Elle is SUPER out going, not in a flirty way, but just likes to socialize. When I first started my job she was keen on getting me out of the house. I never went out with the team so it was her goal to get me to go out.

Lesbian Threesome With Two Goblin Girls (FFF, fantasy, monster girls, oral, strap-on, size difference)

The Story Thus Far: Two female goblin warriors, Hemlock and Black Ember, visit their human friend on a supply run from their home in the wilderness

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“Haha, wow!” Hemlock gaped in wonderment. “I never thought I’d see my Ember suck a cock like that!”

The slimmer goblin glanced up from lavishing the polished wooden dildo with her tongue. Her black eyes first flashed up to their human friend Satal, who was wearing the strap-on sex toy, and then to her partner. “It’s a girl’s cock,” she said emphatically. She felt no further explanation was needed as she went back to her task.

Hemlock was diminutive, barely four feet tall, with rich emerald skin, large pointed ears, and a prominent nose. She sported midnight-dark hair tied up in a broad functional bun. Her curvy figure edged toward plump, not unusual for women her age no matter the race. Broad hips, a thick rear, and a not-so-narrow waist complimented bouncy, apple-sized breasts. Even so, a foundation of solid muscle still peeked out from under her softer surface layer from her lifetime of mercenary work.

Lesbian Threesome With Two Goblin Girls (FFF, fantasy, monster girls, oral, strap-on, size difference)

*THE STORY THUS FAR: Two female goblin warriors, Hemlock and Black Ember, leave their wilderness home for a nearby town to trade for supplies and visit their human friend Satal.*

– – –

“Haha, wow!” Hemlock gaped in wonderment. “I never thought I’d see my Ember suck a cock like that!”

The slimmer goblin glanced up from lavishing the polished wooden dildo with her tongue. Her black eyes first flashed up to their human friend Satal, who was wearing the strap-on sex toy, and then to her partner. “It’s a girl’s cock,” she said emphatically. She felt no further explanation was needed as she went back to her task.

Hemlock was diminutive, barely four feet tall, with rich emerald skin, large pointed ears, and a prominent nose. She sported midnight-dark hair tied up in a broad functional bun. Her curvy figure edged toward plump, not unusual for women her age no matter the race. Broad hips, a thick rear, and a not-so-narrow waist complimented bouncy, apple-sized breasts. Even so, a foundation of solid muscle still peeked out from under her softer surface layer from her lifetime of mercenary work.

Brittany’s New Puppy: Beginnings [f] [bst]

Brittany awoke not with a bang, but with a whimper. Softly groaning to herself, she slowly slid open her eyes, rolling over onto her back to stare up the ceiling.

Light streamed through the window, causing her half closed eyes to squint even further. With a great force of will, Brittany forced herself to roll her head and open her eyes just enough to acknowledge the time. 9:53.

She sighed, knowing that with this new found information her body wouldn’t allow her to rest for long. Though it was a Saturday, Brittany’s mind couldn’t justify wasting the day lounging in bed. She was a doer, and the furthest thing from complacent.

Sitting up slightly so her head was just barely resting on her pillow, Brittany noticed that the house was unusually quiet. Her still groggy head spun for a few seconds before remembering that her sister was receiving an award for a writing competition, taking both proud parents along with her. At 19 Brittany had just begun her college experience, and wasn’t overly concerned with winning any awards. She was content to simply stay afloat.

Brittany’s New Puppy [ff] [bst] [inc]

Technically, the whole family adopted Sasha, but from an early age it became apparent that he was Brittany’s dog. He answered only to her call, slept at the foot of her bed, and spent every waking moment he could right by her side. At first Sarah was jealous, but in time she simply smiled at the dog’s antics. It certainly wasn’t anything personal, and the time the dog left her alone was simply more time to attend to her studies.

At 20, Sarah was bookish in both character and appearance, her quiet demeanor appropriately matched by her short cut blonde hair and plain, conservative glasses. Her usually flat face would occasionally morph into a subtle smile at an amusing anecdote, but she rarely laughed or made humor of her own.

Even Sarah’s body seemed to reflect her aura. She was thin, almost painfully so, and those who had never seen her workout might deem her fragile. She remained well toned, her legs and butt cut and tight from many a brisk jog, though try as she might she couldn’t enhance her small breasts. Sarah rarely stood out in a crowd, but she was content this way. Few bothered to bother her.

Suggestion [MF][public][prost][hypno?]

Renee raised her eyebrow disapprovingly as I placed my empty glass back on the table. “That’s your second,” she pointed out, “and I’ve barely taken a sip of mine. Is there something you’re not telling me?”

I shrugged. “I’m having a rough time, is all. Work has been insane, and I’ve got this stupid bake sale to plan for the PTA, and the kids have been ill and it’s all just … gurggh.”. I make a face and dangle my hands to show the depth of ‘gurggh-iness’ I’m feeling.

“You *look* tired.” says she.

“Wow. Thanks!” I reply, “That’s good to hear.” I picked up my glass and fiddled with the stem. “Also my husband thinks I’m having an affair.”

She spluttered a fine spray of surprise through her Chablis. “Wait, what? Are you?”

I sighed. “Don’t be absurd. I don’t have *time* to have an affair. That’s the problem. We haven’t … you know … in weeks.”

“He thinks you’re getting it somewhere else?”

“Uh huh.” I shook my head, “He doesn’t get that maybe I’m just not that interested.”

“In him?”

“No, I mean … you know … in sex.”

The Stalker Part 2 -1st half

Shannon, Anita and Eliot

It was all that I could do not to pass out then and there on the bed. The exhaustion weighed me down and I felt heavy, sinking deep into the mattress as if I was filled with lead. My mouth was dry and parched, and my lips cracked as I opened my mouth to call out for my son. No sound came and the simple act of trying to scream caused my head to pound and ache, a sharp pain shot through my jaw from grinding me teeth and my ears rang with a high pitched squeal. My vision was fuzzy, a grey aura clouded over the room and every time I closed my eyes I felt like days were lost. My eyelids were heavy and my sweat stung as it dripped into my bloodshot eyes. My moist skin was clammy and cold as the cool air passed over me and I still felt Anita’s body pressed against mine. My hands were so numb that I didn’t even realize that Anita had loosened the cord around my wrist. My arms dangled over the back of the bed over my head and I tried to move my fingers to regain circulation, but I was unsuccessful. My head swam and the fog only cleared when I saw the sight I had dreaded since I first heard his voice as he entered the house. Eliot.

Same Time Next Week?

This is a commissioned story about blackmail and involves public sex, fingering, and a cumshot at the end. I hope you enjoy it!

“What the fuck Andy! Are you actually trying to blackmail me right now?!”

“I’m not trying too Emily, I am. You think you can just cheat your way through college and it’ll be ok? I don’t think so, and now you’re going to do what I say or I will email this straight to your Professor!”

Emily couldn’t believe what she was hearing; somehow her friend Andy had found out about her cheat sheet and had come to her dorm room to confront her about it. He had the paper in hand and it had all of the test questions and answers printed off on it. Emily had sucked the Professor’s aides dick to get those answers, but what choice did she have? If she failed her Music Exam, she would have been kicked out, and no one was ever supposed to know about it. How had this happened?