[MF] Her Ex [str8] [cheat]

I asked if he had a big dick, and her answer was “Yours is longer.”

I’m sure she meant it as honest reassurance. And the sentiment really was appreciated. But her specific choice of words revealed what she was trying not to say: he was thicker.

Years ago, when we were first going out, probably during an intoxicated Truth or Dare, she told me length didn’t really matter to her. The really important part of a cock was it’s girth.

When she commented recently that I would like her ex, I didn’t hesitate to suggest we meet. I didn’t see the guy as a threat. And he really did seem like a nice person. Maybe we could all be friends. That’d feel so mature. So she invited him over to watch the new Game of Thrones.

I was happy to see he was a good six inches shorter than me, he had more grey in his beard than I did, and while his handshake was masculine enough, he did have a bit of an effeminate way about him. And he had a girl’s name. All night I subconsciously kept noticing the things that kept him firmly in the “not a threat” category. But yes, I did also notice the bulge in his shorts. How could I not? Especially with her glancing there whenever she was talking to him.

Sunday Night [MFF] (x-post /r/sexystories)

When she returned with their wine glasses freshly refilled, she was pleasantly surprised to see that Peter had scooted closer to her original position on the couch. She set the glasses on the table and then herself only inches away from her thighs touching his. The idle chat was agreeable, but the night’s tacit intentions kept her distracted. As he spoke, her eyes meandered across his masculine features: a strong dark brow, deep set eyes blooming with smile lines at the corners; it was clear why Mike was hesitant to invite him over. She tried to restrict her lingering gaze to his full chattering lips, but such attempts must have failed as she noticed the room was silent and he was watching her watch him. A little embarrassed, she smiled and turned her face down, breaking eye contact. While he continued watching her intently, she placed a hand on his inner thigh, tracing her fingers along his skin, teasing at the hem of his shorts.

Sunday Night [MMF]

When she returned with their wine glasses freshly refilled, she was pleasantly surprised to see that Peter had scooted closer to her original position on the couch. She set the glasses on the table and then herself only inches away from her thighs touching his. The idle chat was agreeable, but the night’s tacit intentions kept her distracted. As he spoke, her eyes meandered across his masculine features: a strong dark brow, deep set eyes blooming with smile lines at the corners; it was clear why Mike was hesitant to invite him over. She tried to restrict her lingering gaze to his full chattering lips, but such attempts must have failed as she noticed the room was silent and he was watching her watch him. A little embarrassed, she smiled and turned her face down, breaking eye contact. While he continued watching her intently, she placed a hand on his inner thigh, tracing her fingers along his skin, teasing at the hem of his shorts.

Slumber Party (Part II) [FF]

I gaped at her as I tried to steady my breathing. She smiled coyly at me and stuck her finger in my mouth allowing me to taste my own release. I obediently sucked it clean.

I wasn’t used to not being in control and yet she had made me lose every ounce of it. It was time to regain my power and asserts myself sexually with her as I did with my male conquests.

I ran my hand up the side of her neck and traced my fingers around her ears, grabbing a handful of hair as I went. I pulled firmly on her hair until her head tilted back. I lowered my mouth to her collarbone and ran my tongue up her neck until it found her earlobe. I nibbled and teased and pulled lightly on her flesh with my teeth and she began to moan softly.

I ran my other hand down her chest and found her nipples were like two hard diamonds perched on erectly her chest. I twisted and tugged on them with my fingers while my tongue continued to work along her ear.

A trip to the (nudist) beach [FM]

With a short lull between conventions, uni finished, and life at home being decidedly boring, earlier this week I found myself browsing some of Craigslist’s more “interesting” areas for the first time in ages – I wasn’t really expecting to find anything and wasn’t motivated enough to post myself, but I figured there are worse ways of spending half an hour or so with nothing better to do.

Amongst all of the usual affair, one advert stood out and caught my eye – a man looking for someone to accompany him to a nudist beach. This isn’t something I’d ever even really thought about before, but my exhibitionist curiosity was piqued and so I found myself sending a message. I quickly received a response, and after some e-mail back and forth we moved our conversation to another online app. Frankly, we hit it off straight away – he was intelligent, polite and funny, and as a guy in his late-40s his penchant for younger girls matched my interest in older men. We talked extensively and eventually made arrangements to meet on the next sunny day to head to the beach he knew of, only to find the day we were hoping for good weather turned out to be rather less sunny that hoped – thankfully, the next day turned out to be good weather, so the plan was on.

Road Trip [mf] [oral]

We’ve both wanted to take a trip together, to just get away from everything. One weekend we decide on a whim to drive to the beach and have some fun. We drive and talk, and as we near the beach, the excitement swells. You had called ahead to reserve a room, and we pulled in. The hotel was like a dream: it was ocean front with an indoor and outdoor pool and hot tub, with gorgeous views from every room.

We both get out to pay for the hotel. She gives us our room keys and we return to the car. We pull around and park. I grab the bags and you plant a big kiss on me, both of us excited like little children.

We go up to the 18th floor and open our room. There are huge windows and you can see beach and ocean for miles. I drop the bags by the door and we admire the view, standing next to each other, both in awe. You say “this is perfect!” while holding my face. You give me a big kiss and we start making out.

Kayli getting what she deserves [TF, Tdom, Fsub, bdsm, bdsm, exh]

“Open your mouth and stick out your tongue, slut.”

Without hesitation, I did as ordered. My mistress, Blakley, just stared at me for a moment while straddling my leg; I could only guess she was taking in her control over my actions.

I lay there for her, naked and bound with my breasts in a rope harness and my hands tied behind my back. My legs were left free, but she told me to keep them open for her pleasure. As the seconds passed, my eyes couldn’t help but wander down to her cock. She’d hardly even touched me and already I was aching to have her hard member inside of me.

Mistress finally pulled out a ball gag and pushed it into my mouth. “All in good time, my cock hungry slut.”

She lowered herself over me and began to caress my breast. I moaned softly at the touch, growing louder as she began sucking on the opposing nipple. Mistress teased me for a few moments before sliding her hand down my stomach and brushed my clit. My body jerked and my hips thrust up as her fingers began to caress my sex.

[MF] First Ever Road Head & A Cross-Country Cum Drive

Third time attempting to submit this. My skillz with the mandatory tags are weak. Hopefully this one works.

tl;dr: gf got bored on a long cross-country trip to a ‘con and gave me my first road head & the next day took a facial and wore it proudly until we arrived at our destination (only an hour later- don’t freak out).

Well OK so this happened about a month ago on a car trip from NYC to St. Louis, MO. Actually, it was from Yonkers, NY but not everybody knows where that is so I usually say “New York City” when I tell them where I live. Yonkers is NOT New York City, but explaining that usually takes more time than just saying “NYC.” So, Yonkers. I was driving from Yonkers to St. Louis.

This was a trip of “firsts.” And so, let’s talk about the first first of the trip: I’d never received road head before. Yonkers, and for that matter New York City, has a LOT of people in it. Plus everything’s close enough to everything else that you’d hardly have time to finish before you got to your destination. Unless, that is, there was traffic (and there’s always traffic). But would you really want to give/get road head while sitting in your car with dozens- hundreds!- of other cars around you, stuck waiting on a light to change? OK, maybe you would- but my girlfriend definitely would NOT.

Making her fantasy come true [FM+][oral][fsub][bd][huml]

Trying to rush in the shower, thoughts were swirling in his head. He could tell she was upset, hopefully that wouldn’t last long. She had been so happy when he walked through the door. She was right there, waiting. So quick to come to him, wrapping her arms around him, kissing him deeply before he could even get the door shut. It had been a rough couple months apart this time around and it was obvious the two had missed each other. Breaking the kiss, she reached around behind him, shutting the door and taking him by the hand. She was pulling him towards the bedroom when he stopped her, speaking for the first time. “You’ve waited this long, a few more hours won’t kill you, besides, we’re running late. We’re meeting some friends for dinner and then drinks.” Closing the distance between the two of them, she let go of his hand and grabbed him by the belt loops, the tips of her fingers sliding under the waist of his jeans. “Awww… I think they’ll understand if we’re a bit late for dinner, it’s been far too long.” The look in her eyes, he knew her desire went beyond just a want for him. He also knew that if he let her open that door, they’d never made dinner and he had big plans for the night. Leaning down, he kissed her on the tip of her nose. “I promise, I’ll make it up to you tonight, we don’t’ have time right now”