I grew up in the just outside of California’s Bay Area, now I live in the Florida keys. My names Jack, I’m 6’1 half Irish half Mexican, in decent shape. Anyway with my job I flew back to California for a seminar and went to a bar with some people I met there, we ended up drinking way too much and doing karaoke. I remember I first saw Amy at the very first bar we went to, she was brunette, short(like 5’1ish) hourglass body and wearing a pencil skirt and a white button shirt showing just the right amount of cleavage, and I have to say she had amazing breasts! Anyway at the first bar I figured she was taken, or with good friends and, coming out of a semi recent divorce my confidence was not back to what it should have been. By the time me and my buddies made it to the third bar we were a little drunk. I saw one of our guys talking to her and all I could think is “goddamn good for him”. I go out to smoke and he comes up to me and says, “She said she owns her own business, so i asked if because she is the boss does she like to be dominated in bed? I heard all girls with those jobs like that. Anyway your the only single one of us, go talk to her!!!” I walked up and introduced myself, basically said, “soooo..you like to be dominated?” And pointed to my buddy with a stupid grin on my face. We chatted, I stopped to karaoke(previously signed my name on the list so I had to). Went outside a smoked with her, then back inside, she told me she had to talk to her friends for a second and she would be right back. After about ten minutes I stopped thinking there was a chance of anything, then a shot and boom! Liquid courage! I walked up to my buddy and told him to watch this, I went up to her and put my hand on the small of her back and said, lets have another cigarette. We get outside and are talking very close to each other when one of the drunkest of our group starts tapping me on the shoulder saying, WE HAVE TO GO!! And some random reasons only concocted in the mind of extreme intoxication. I told her to come with me to the alley area and we went over there. Now I have to admit, I am not smooth, I am when it comes to flirting, either awkward or a bull in a china shop. I wanted to give her a chance to back out so I wouldn’t be looking like a drunken idiot in front all my friends so i tried to make what i was about to do obvious. I simply said, “There’s something that if I don’t do tonight, I am going to regret tomorrow.” Now I was wearing my new favorite hat, just a simple baseball cap from Patagonia but I love it, i threw it on the ground, reached my hand around her waist and went in for the kiss, I lost myself instantly.
Tag: Straight
[Group] The Birthday (m/f/f/m) (wife swap
This is my first story, ( and my third try to post it…) it was originally sent to my S.O. as a private message but we liked it so much I had to share it…
You dress sexy and take your time getting ready, its a casual setting but you’ve left no room for error by dressing up just enough so that we both know all the eyes In the room will be on you while we’re there. We’ve got plenty of time to get to the bar and we’re in no rush. They open at 9 and stay open till 2 so we take our time on the car ride talking and playfully making visual cues to one another. I watch you tease yourself slightly as I drive and I notice you staring at the bulge in my pants, some light petting ensue before I tell you to keep your hands to yourself till we get home unless your ready to pull over, disgruntled you will agree but never stop touching yourself ever so slightly like your trying not to let me see you do it. When we arrive were both excited to be out and about in an adult setting and can’t wait to get out of the car, after all its your birthday and this is the biggest surprise I’ve ever been able to get you. I make my way around the car and open the door for you, the parking lot is full and we can hear a party inside, your eyes sparkle with excitement which makes my heart race with anticipation…
[M]assaging a [F]riend leads to more Part II (Album in Comments)
Album here: http://imgur.com/a/6QlPV
She finally let me post some of the pictures she has sent me so yall can experience her for yourselves. She said she might want them deleted in the future depending. Shes sometimes iffy but I feel like shell allow them to stay up.
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Night One
After my last encounter with Angelica, a while back, we stopped talking altogether for a few months. Then one day she messaged me out of the blue and we caught up over messenger. I learned she started working at a Gentleman’s Club and she was doing well for herself. That night we talked the whole time she was working and talking about how we were doing and everything She then started sending me pictures of her different outfits showing off her massive ass and her gorgeous body wearing quite little and with me complimenting how sexy she looked led to her sending me more racy ones of her. In her pictures wearing her heels mini skirt and bra. This led to her saying “God I really want to kiss you” and a few emojis, which I replied “Me too, you don’t even know.” With that we decided to meet up after she got off work and hang out which I gladly agreed to. She sent me a few more pictures of her sitting wearing just her bra and making sure to maximize shots of her cleavage. Throughout the night my cock was pressed firm against my jeans whilst I thought about how I couldn’t wait till she got off work so I could see her beautiful face and see her body for myself in about 8 months.
[MF] Giving my best friend an early birthday present (part 1?)
A little background before we jump into it. We’ve been best friends since we were about 17 years old and there has always been some kind of sexual tension but we never followed through with it because we both had long term relationships.
This happened when I was 21 and she was 22, she’s now more alternative looking with small tunnels, some little tattoos and an ear piercing. She’s about avarage height, smallish but super hot tits and a big ass you’d die for.
Enough background, lets get to the story.
I haven’t seen her in 2 years since she left our hometowm to study somewhere else. She asked me if I could come over for her birthday and spend the weekend with her. I quickly said that I’d love to come over and that I’ll take the earliest train that day.
We were both super excited to finally see each other again and hang out like we used to.
When the flirting with my coworker crossed the line from “innocent” to “unbearable” [MF]
[me 33f, him 44m… there’s a bunch of lead-up and context but skip to *** if you’re bored]
I love my workplace. I work with a bunch of retired military men, and so no one is particularly surprised or offended by off-color humor. Plus we have the world’s most incompetent HR person ever, so there’s no real fear of reprimand. It makes for fun breaks around the water cooler, as you’d imagine, though of course people do remember it’s an office and not a brothel so for the most part conversation stays pretty work-appropriate. I began working with one particular coworker more closely over the past month or so. I made a brief allusion to using teeth during a blowjob to my other female coworker as he was walking out of the room and he paused, looked back at me, and said “you… I think we’ll get along.”
Nymph Queen; [Mdom][Fsub][bdsm][huml][watersports][rimming][nsfl][dark fantasy]
Long time lurker here, with a new pen name for a story that I would probably drop dead from shame if people knew I wrote. I’m aware that all of you won’t like this, but to the one dude out there who does like this, you’re welcome… you filthy animal…
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No one ever believes me when I say that I am actually the forgotten queen of a forgotten land. My name is Nyrennaea, queen of the nymph people, heir to the lunar throne. I stopped introducing myself as such, a long time ago. That life is long behind me now. Even if the opportunity arose to return to it, I think I would have to refuse.
My stepfather, step-grandfather, husband, and former captor, King Zydrunas, was a cruel, evil man, who ruled the kingdom with an iron fist. He put himself above criticism, above the law, and above morality, and killed any who opposed him. My people stood up, and rejected the monarchy, choosing to govern themselves. However, within months, the humans conquered our petty kingdom, showering us with toxic, crude oil, poisoning our waters. Millions of nymph women were dragged from the ocean in vast nets, and forced into indentured servitude. The royal family didn’t escape this fate either; I myself was born into captivity. I’ve never had the desire to run a kingdom, and I don’t have the skills to do so. My entire life has been service to humans.
[MF][Submissive-kink] – The master that made me cum like no other.
Hey GWS!
Long time lurker, first time posting here.
Long story with lots of context. Promise it’s worth it, especially if you’re a dominant female. :)
Like many of you, I get the thrill of exploring new sexual experiences, as well as diving deeper into ones I’ve dipped my toes into.One kink I’ve been exploring is master and slave roleplay, with myself taking on the slave role.
As a typical male, my whole life, and sex life for that matter, has always taught me to be the one leading the charge. It’s “manly” to lead and guide my female counterpart in the bedroom, providing rough, decisive handling to satisfy and please a woman. That being said, I’ve dabbled in the submission kink, as it’s refreshing and super sexy to me when a woman takes charge and knows exactly what she wants. It’s even sexier to me when I can let go of the feeling and need to “take charge,” and the woman guides my sexual desires. Whether it’s being bound physically or verbally being told I can and can’t do certain things (like when to cum), it all turns me on. You women may not comprehend how much that can get a guy going, because it’s so mentally liberating to feel helpless and at the control of you, your mouth, your hands, and your pussy.
My Time as a Maid [Part VII] [FF] [Bondage]
The grocers stares came often as Anna pushed the shopping cart up and down the various aisles. Vacationing families, the remaining college students, and old ladies all had double takes as the cuffed girl made her way around the store. Anna blushed, but all she was concerned about was not seeing anyone she would recognize.
Luckily the list Miss Crosby provided was short and simple. Three bottles of white wine, a bag of grapes, some sort of artisinal cracker and various wedges of cheese. She picked up some prosciutto, smoked sausage and something called patě. The young girl that handed her the sliced meat didn’t bother looking at her eyes once the lock on her wrist cuff jingled. They both blushed.
Anna hit the self-checkout in an effort to stifle any more stares. She felt guilty, as if Miss Crosby would be disappointed. But she quickly made her way to her car and was on her way.
25M4F – Molding and Shaping a slut for Ownership – Mixture of very cute and very degraded. Come write with me!
I unmounted her quickly. Her tight pussy closing with a slop as I pulled out. Her intense breathing and gasps were everything I imagined they would be. I stood above with the belt taught for a few seconds. The way her back arched was majestic. I spat on her, dropped the make shift collar and lead belt and let her fall down naturally with fatigue. With her face to the ground, it took her only two seconds before she leant back and spread her arse cheeks like she knew she was supposed to. I smiled at her eagerness to serve and please. Then I spat at her gaping fuck holes one more time as we both panted, catching our breath.
This woman in front of me was everything I needed. I had to mindfully calm myself otherwise I would have jumped back on her and finished balls deep with a growl.
“What are you?”
“A slut to use.” She replied. Her sloppy pussy and arse opening and closing with her heavy breaths.
“Up.” I said as I walked across the room to take a seat, shaking my legs off to stop my left thigh from cramping.
My first time with a girl. [FF]
You guys seemed to like my last story so here’s another.
I always knew I was gay. My family is super religious so I did my best to stay in the closet (dad’s a minister). Finally when I got serious with a man, I knew I couldn’t take it anymore. I came out, but I had no idea how to talk to women as I’d only kissed them, so I hit up Tinder.
I was too nervous to talk to girls on Tinder, until I met this sexy tomboyish blonde, S. We talked for a couple months, I repeatedly blew her off due to nervousness, and we finally met up at a coffee shop.
I was early and my phone was dead. I pretended it wasn’t, because I was so uncomfortable. As soon as she walked in, my jaw dropped. She was tomboyish, yes, but she was fucking gorgeous also. Imagine Jodie Foster with a side shave. We talked for hours. I left, and then hit her up a couple hours later saying I didn’t actually have to leave, I was just nervous.