Tag: Straight

Sex Interrupted [MF] (kinda [MFF])

Ok a little background. I had know Courtney for almost literally her entire life. Our parents were good friends and I had known her since she was born. We were never super close because she live in another city. So we would see each other basically only when her family came to town.

It had been a few years since I had talked to or seen Courtney, when we were able to reconnect my senior year of college (she was a freshman) with the help of Facebook. She had really blossomed into a beautiful girl. She was very petite. Super skinny and short, probably right around 5’0 tall. She had small tits, but a truly amazing ass.

We started talking nearly every day. I had really begun falling for this girl. It was the early days of sexting so we started to send each other sexy pictures and things like that. Her family came in town one weekend and we were only able to spend a few moments alone together, but we were able to kiss. It was truly magical. I will never forget that moment. Read more »

[M] Snapwank

I’ve gotten into Snapchat a fair bit recently, for following along with stories and sharing snaps and messages with others. This is the story of how I showed my friends how much I’m enjoying this new found escapism.

I’d been exchanging snaps on and off today and it got me really in the mood. I’d send pictures out and get back tits being felt up, pussies being fingered, bitten lips – and all manner of dirty text snaps. It was glorious, and it was driving me crazy. If my girlfriend hadn’t spent three hours on the phone after her shower tonight and then gone straight to sleep, I could be writing an entirely different story. Alas.

I had to scratch my itch – so I chose to do it publicly, as it were. I took my phone and snuck downstairs. My story starts as I snap my briefs, still on and covering my hard, average sized (at least I’m honest) cock. I send privates of my privates to some of the girls from earlier in the day and get back encouragement and ideas on where I should put my cock and what they’d do to it, were they my hand. Read more »

My first meet-up with a female Redditor, in busy London, with some [groping]

This is a story from my first reddit meet up. So I had made a post called the sleeping beauty fantasy (I will explain what the sleeping beauty fantasy involved in another post with Emily, we met 2 times) which Emily responded to and wanted to partake it. While talking we mentioned other fetishes and fantasies, we started to talk about groping. As we were going to meet in public (for security reasons, which i always do) before our sleeping beauty fantasy we suggested, that if we were comfortable then we could have a discreet public grope. We met in public in a very busy area in London. She is 5’7, big blue eyes with a cute smile, straight red hair; she was wearing black leggings, with a short skirt, a long black coat and woolly jumper. We greeted each other and she asked if I wanted to start, I said yes. The plan was for her to sit down in photome booth (basically a booth where you can take passport photo’s with a curtain, I suggested this as I have done this before with a friend and as far as I know we didn’t get caught). Read more »

Alison The Amazon [mF]

I was 19 at the time and home from uni on summer break. It was a hot July night and my stepmother, Julie, had her friend Ms. Stevens over for drinks and a swim. Now Mrs. Stevens was one hot milf. She was a divorcee without any kids. So technically, she was a cougar instead of a milf but you get the point. She was slightly older than my stepmother. If I had to estimate I would have said 46 but looked ten years younger. She was, as my grandfather would say: a tall glass of water with legs that went all the way to the floor. She was about 6 feet tall, solidly built woman with a tremendous set of D cups, a curvy 165 pounds. A true amazon with long red hair and blue eyes. She was very tan. I was upstairs in my room watching them lounge in the pool on and off from behind the shear curtains of a window.

At about 9 o’clock my stepmother calls out my name. She is a bit impatient if you don’t answer right away. So I get up and opened the window that faced the pool in my room and stuck my head out. Read more »

My bosses swinger wife [MF]

So this my first post after lurking for some time. I hope my English and writing isn’t too bad. As I am neither a writer with any practice, nor that good at English.

My life and my sex life used to be pretty vanilla, before I started a side-job. I had a few girlfriends and even a random one night stand once, but life got pretty interesting during my mid-twenties.

I worked as a security guard and bouncer in a couple of clubs, to help pay my way through university. One of the owners, Chris, liked me, so he got me a fixed position, as I was working on an on-demand basis before that.

This position was at a strip club. The money was good, so I was happy about it. I worked there for some time and then one day out of the blue Chris asked me, if I could maybe fill in at one of his other clubs. He was planning an event there, but didn’t have enough guys for security. I obliged as I was happy about the bonus I was offered, because my rent was due. Read more »

A Helping Hand From an Old Friend [MF] [Cheating]

The sun had not long set on a bitterly cold Winter’s day that I’d spent the entirety of lounging around my empty apartment aching for something to do. It was the university break, and I’d grown sick and tired of watching TV shows, playing video games, and attempting to start writing the same novel over and over again. All of my friends were busy with work, relationships, or other tedious commitments, and my girlfriend was a thousand miles away, on the other side of the country holidaying with her best friend. I checked my fridge to find I was well stocked on beers, but before resorting to drinking on my own, I decided to scroll through the “Online” portion of my Facebook Messenger app and see who I could possibly invite over. Read more »

Peeping Country Retreat part 3 (MFfff) [voy] [exh] [tease]

Tom woke with a pain in his forehead, lying naked on the floor.

*Is this real? How long have I been here? What time is it?*

He heard high-heeled footsteps approaching. He looked for his clothes, seeing nothing immediately around him but his baseball cap, he held it over his crotch.

Helena knocked gently on his half open door. She peered in at him standing naked with a cap covering his manhood. He noticed she had on solid white lipstick. The sight of her made his dick twitch, especially after Ruby started him up before leaving him dry.

“Good to see you awake. Breakfast in a few, then Veronika will drive you over to the cottage.” She pushed the door open and stepped in. “Did you sleep well? I know this was not what you had paid for, but I hope you can forgive us.” Read more »

Requested story. Girl gets increasingly enticed by money and the alluring photographer next door.

Growing up in a trailer park, I always felt like I was expected to act a certain way. And not exactly In a good way. Most girls were already pregnant by the time they were 13 or 14. I wasn’t very popular with the other kids in the park, I spent most of my time studying, reading or doing homework, all of which I did on the computer.

I never pursued any of them, but I was never unaware of my looks. Boys and even men had flirted with me and tried to make moves with me since I first hit puberty. I always kind of liked the attention, but was to shy and nervous to act on it.

I was about 5 and some change feet tall, and I had bleach blond hair that I hated, but kept as my mom would insist it’s what boys liked. I got boobs pretty early on, and by the time I was 16 I was sitting at a solid C cup. I quit the year before, but I used to run track in school and because of that I was left with an extremely tight and pert butt. I know all this because it’s often shouted at my from porches on my walk home from school. I try to ignore them, and I say I hate it, but there’s always a part of me, somewhere in the back of my head that likes it and insists I keep wearing short shorts and low cut tops. Read more »

[Str8] Ahead of Schedule – An innocent virgin is tricked into ruining himself sexually over the course of a year in increasingly humiliating situations by his beautiful girlfriend. I try to write these with a realistic tone and believable characters/interactions. Would love feedback/requests!

“So Simon, in the email you reached out to me you sounded a little desperate for help with, I believe you called it, social anxieties. Is that right?” Dr. Veneger asked, sitting across from me, notepad and pencil in hand.

When frantically looking for a therapist a couple nights earlier, I neglected to look at any of their pictures or even their gender in my haste. So it was to my surprise that Dr. Veneger was not only a relatively young female, but an incredibly attractive one. I had always pictured myself speaking to a male therapist, but since I was already sitting across from this beautiful brunette doctor, I figured why not.

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Okay, and I saw you originally emailed me kind of late, I think it was around 11pm or so. Was there any reason for that? I’ve found that that’s the time where impulse decisions thrive.” She asked while simultaneously scribbling on her notepad. Read more »

[Blackmail/Transformation][Humil][LossControl] I try to write fetish erotica with a realistic tone and plot. Here’s my first submission here; “Ahead of Time”

“So Simon, in the email you reached out to me you sounded a little desperate for help with, I believe you called it, social anxieties. Is that right?” Dr. Veneger asked, sitting across from me, notepad and pencil in hand.

When frantically looking for a therapist a couple nights earlier, I neglected to look at any of their pictures or even their gender in my haste. So it was to my surprise that Dr. Veneger was not only a relatively young female, but an incredibly attractive one. I had always pictured myself speaking to a male therapist, but since I was already sitting across from this beautiful brunette doctor, I figured why not.

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Okay, and I saw you originally emailed me kind of late, I think it was around 11pm or so. Was there any reason for that? I’ve found that that’s the time where impulse decisions thrive.” She asked while simultaneously scribbling on her notepad. Read more »