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[MF] Kylie smells good. (Olfactophilia)

When I was 22, I knew a girl named Kylie who was 19. I wanna share something with you guys. It’s the single best day I’ve ever had, one that I’ve replayed every day of my life and probably always will. This is long, I hope you enjoy it.

I live alone with my fat cat Max. He’s a good boy. A long stretch and a light growl woke me up that Sunday afternoon following a late night of playing music. I woke up hungry. That never happens. That hunger pulled me out of bed, dressed me in a hurry and sent me on my way to a little bakery up the block. I wanna take a moment to thank my stomach for taking me to that bakery, for setting me up to run into Kylie.

“As I was walking down Rubadub Square!” The beginning to a favorite tune faded away as I took out my headphones and stepped around the corner, spotting her leaned against the outside wall of the bakery. *smile* Read more »

Amanda In The Kitchen [MF]

Amanda leans against the kitchen counter smirking at me.

“Excuse me?” I say, still shocked.

The blonde teen pushes off the counter and steps closer. “I said, ‘let’s fuck’.”

I grin. “Right here?”

Amanda is now in front of me and her hand finds my cock through my pants. “Wanna fuck me in the kitchen?”

Her palm and fingers have brought me to erection, my member straining in my jeans. Amanda is shifting on her feet, rubbing her thighs together.

I look around to make sure everyone is elsewhere in the house then nod. “Let’s do it.”

“Mmmm.” Amanda grins as she undoes my pants.

She sinks to her knees and I lean back against the kitchen counter, thrusting my hips out. She pulls my throbbing dick from my pants and her blue eyes widen even as she licks her lips.

“Looks so yummy.” Amanda rubs my tip over her soft lips.

I cup her head and guide her forward, grunting when my tip slides into her warm, wet mouth. She grips my shaft while her other hand fondles my balls. She bobs her head, making her lips steadily rub over the ridge of my dick. She starts to blow me faster, her spit coating my upper shaft. Her tongue twirls over my tip while her lips move up and down my shaft. Read more »

A MILF walks into a bar [MFMMMM]

Kelly had had a long and rotten day at work, and was eager to get home. If Dennis was in the mood for lovin’, that would go a long way towards relieving her tension. She was late leaving work, even later after being held up in traffic, and way too late to make a proper dinner.

She stopped at the supermarket and picked up a rotisserie chicken, some mashed potatoes, and a bag of vegetables she could pop into the microwave. It wasn’t much of an effort, but it would do for a quick meal.

Dennis met her at the door when she got home. He was wearing his suit and holding a bouquet of flowers. “I sent the kids to my sister’s. Let me take you out on a date.” Kelly opened her mouth to speak, but couldn’t think of anything to say. Dennis he grabbed her wrist and led her into the kitchen. He stuffed her sad little pre-fab dinner in the fridge, and said “I want you dressed up. Look sexy for me, okay Kelly?”

“Oooh yeah,” Kelly said. Now this was the kind of attention she craved. Dennis followed her upstairs to watch her dress. Read more »

Bending the babysitter over [mf]

It was a slow Saturday night. I had a client event through the early evening and little expectations that I was going to have too much fun for the rest of the day. A good college football game was supposed to kick off at 8:00 on ABC and my future probably involved grabbing a beer or two at the bar with a good book and the game. Yes, an exciting life of a consultant.

I mingled and mixed with people that I need to know but did not need to like or know well for the next two hours. As I was leaving, the score in the first quarter was tied at 10-10 and the drive to my company’s condo promised to be swift. I loosened my tie and rolled down the windows as Tom Petty blared on the radio and the compulsion to sing loudly and poorly came over me.

Then my phone buzzed. I looked and saw it was my friend with benefit’s texting me.

“The kids are in bed, and I have some wine coolers…”

I smiled, and texted her back. “You’re the responsible party for them” Read more »

He finds me a suitable candidate [MFM]

The night started like any other date night, we’d planned it out a few weeks in advance. Our schedule is so busy these days that we have to block out nights for the two of us in the diary. M had told me he’d be working late but told me to be ready for 7:30pm whether he was home or not as he only had to throw on a shirt.
I pulled on a navy blue dress I’d picked up a couple of weeks beforehand on our first city break away, I knew M would appreciate it due to it’s plunging v neckline and the shorter than “appropriate” length. I get a text from M at 7:25pm saying “Uber will be there in 5, make sure you’re ready”. I figured he’d taken a shirt to work and was going to meet me there so I grabbed my bag and waited eagerly outside. My Uber driver “Alfred” showed up and he wouldn’t give away my destination, unfortunately he was the slowest Uber driver I’ve ever had and I could feel my frustration rising – the slow driving coupled with the anticipation of seeing M was almost too much to handle. Read more »

Celebrating my best friends wedding with the father of the bride. [MF]

Mary and I have been friends since kindergarten. And this past weekend she got married and I was her maid of honor. Of course, if she knew what I had been doing she might have gotten upset.

So Mary and I met in kindergarten. And I met her dad that spring when I first slept over at her house. He was a nice guy, and just a typical dad. She and I are only children, so we have always been as close as sisters. In seventh grade, though, her mom left her dad. It was hard on him, but he bounced back after a couple years.

In high school, Mary told me that she occasionally heard him having sex with women he would be dating. It was then that I started looking at him differently. He was mid 40’s then. A little gray in the temples, but good looking. He obviously took care of himself.

I didn’t mean for it to happen, but he actually began to creep into my fantasies. I would masturbate at night, and I began to imagine him taking me and doing all sorts of things to me. And he eventually became my go to fantasy. Read more »

[M]y first full blowjob while at a Glory Hole…

My first full, (not just licking some guy’s tip) oral experience was with a guy who regularly hosts a Glory Hole (GH) with his partner that I enjoy going to on occasion. Honestly, I feel grateful that I was able to hook up with these two guys who host the GH. They’re a little older, around my age, divorced, very clean and respectful. BTW, the rule and expectation is discretion and respect. The GH is typically private, one guy at a time, unless the host knows that you don’t mind being there with others. I enjoy private attention as well as sharing the experience with another horny man.

When I first visited their GH (and still do) it was such a huge turn-on. They have a very nice home with a semi-private entrance that leads to the basement. You enter through the kitchen and go down the carpeted stairs. Although the basement is dimly lit, once your eyes adjust to the darkness it sets a perfect tone. It’s relatively quiet except for the sound of porn on the 60” TV screen, great view, not too loud, just right so that you can hear yourself moaning…or the moans of another guy getting head and cumming ahead of you. Read more »

[M]y Wi[F]e Lucy has her wicked way with me.

Hi again, back with another story, of how Lucy had her wicked way with me all day long. As some of you may have heard we recently had hurricane Ophelia hit our shores, it wasn’t much of a hurricane in my area but never the less the government shut down all the schools and most businesses gave people the day off. Our children had stayed at Lucy’s parents that weekend, so we decided it was best to leave them there and not risk traveling. Lucy’s parents house was much more sheltered than ours and they had a generator if the power cut out.

I woke up Monday morning and to my relief I had a text from work saying to stay at home due to the storm, Lucy on the other hand was told she had to work from home as she had a number of international calls to make. We both lay in bed cuddling and watched Netflix together and enjoyed the peace and quite, until Lucy had to log on work. I got up and made us breakfast as she worked away on her laptop, after breakfast I headed back to bed as to not annoy Lucy as she had call after call with her bosses. Read more »

Light Rail Halloween

I tended to avoid the light rail in general, but especially on Halloween. I was not a fan of the occasion in the first place and the light rail was the central transit system for many party-goers and enthusiasts on the despicable holiday. The sight of blood turns my stomach, and horror movies, especially those of gory observance, are something I specifically forgo.

The manufacturing company I worked for as a project manager was drastically understaffed as over half of the graveyard shift called in “sick”. I had no choice on this most eventful night. I prepared myself for a nightmarish evening plenteous with inconsiderate hoodlums of varying ages and varying states of drunkenness.

I found myself at the rail stop pleasantly surprised by its emptiness. I scanned the outdoor waiting area quickly as to prepare an avoidance tactic for any ambling drunken morons that may attempt to engage me. Not a body was found. The area was dimly lit by the indirect light of a nearby street lamp which served to give the whole area the resemblance of a horror movie set. I was glad when I heard the faint sound of the rail car approaching the station. The sooner I got this eerie evening over with, the better. Read more »