So I have a crush on this girl. It started a while ago when I met her through something at school. At first I just thought she was pretty, but didn’t give it that much thought. There are plenty of pretty girls out there, after all. But then she started popping up more and more. Turns out she went to the same fancy prep school as my roommate, and they did a lot of catching up. The more I saw her around, the more I noticed the little things about her: the grace in her walk, the sweetness in her voice, her effortless classic beauty. So different from me: t-shirt and jeans, football-loving, sailor-mouthed me. Before long I developed a full-on crush on her. I would find any excuse to talk to her whenever she was around. Just hearing her name sends chills up my spine. Any man would be lucky to have her… but I’m a woman. Hopefully that’s not a problem.
Tag: Straight
That time I got naked in downtown SF
For those of you that watch the League, I'm sure you're familiar with the episode from Season One with the Usual Bet. If not, here's a little background, there is a scene in the first season where one of the girls loses the Usual Bet, which means she had to strip down naked in a dark alleyway for two minutes. If you haven't seen it I would youtube that scene or something. I know my boyfriend really liked it and had always talked to me about doing it.
Well that opportunity came up one night a couple of years ago. We were watching that episode with a bunch of friends so it was fresh in our minds. We went out with another couple that night to bar hop, and play some pool. Pool always happens to be a game where I end up losing and having to do something crazy btw. It really is just an excuse to have me get naked somewhere public usually…lol! And my bf also uses it as a tool to get girls naked!
Getting (f)ucked by an older (man) – never going back
Fucking an older man.
I am a young female who has always been interested in older men. By older, I mean 30+ all the way up to 45 ish. Maybe even older..49/50? But I do draw the line somewhere around that age. The problem was, they never seemed interested in me since none have ever approached me. I see older guys checking me out all the time but they never initiate anything, and for a while this depressed me. Guys my age just didn't do anything for me, I had my eyes set on the married men or the men with the the little grey hairs beginning to form on their temples. I'd always squirm in my seat from imagining fucking them. I could always bet that they got so hard and probably lasted so long.
But it finally happened! I met one and he fucked me. Hard. It was easily the most incredible experience of my life. It blew everything I had ever known right out of the water and …now my pussy painfully longs and aches for him again. Seriously, every. Single. Day. I can't stop thinking about his cock and the way it stretched my pussy out. The way it felt inside my mouth… Mmm
The first time I’ve tried writing like this. Fun in a library. [Public, quiet, m/f]
I move my hand up your leg. "what are you reading?" I mutter. "A book." you say, "get off me" "Why? I know you like it" Grinning, I watch a smile grow on your face. "Shut up. We'll get kicked out." you grab my hand from your thigh and slam the book shut. Standing, you lead me to through the aisles and rows of books. The lighting gets slightly dimmer as we navigate the maze of shelving. Suddenly, you stop in front of my and lift your short little skirt up. "I love you baby girl," I whisper as I see that you're not wearing panties. I kneel down and grab your butt. I run my tongue up the back of your thigh, sliding it over you. You move your legs apart and lean forward for me. I spread you and trace my tongue in circles over the inside of your thigh. Grabbing your hips, I spin you around. Your hands reach through my hair, fingers becoming tangled as you pull it. I start with a long lick. My tongue glides over, through you, spreading you out. I slide the tip of my tongue inside you, and reach up with my hand. Gently, I tease you with my tongue while I circle your clit with my fingertip. Slowly, I get faster. I keep speeding up until I look up at you and see you biting down hard on you lip, eyes glued shut, as you try to suppress your moans. Soon I watch you open your eyes and breath out heavily, gasping for breath. You move your hips as you do, tensing and untensing muscles and holding my head to you while you do. Then I stand. Our lips meet and your tongue desperately searches for mine. They meet and dance like lost lovers, while you slide your hand down my torso. Your fingers get lower and you grab onto my belt. Pushing your hand into my boxers, your hold me as we kiss. Slowly, you start to rub it, while I reach behind you. On of my hands is on your back, holding you close to me, while the other holds your butt. I trace my fingers over it and squeeze it, letting you know that it's mine. I move my hand from your back and to your crotch. I tease you. I use two fingers to spread you apart and skip my finger over your clit. Your grip on my cock tightens as I start to circle it with my finger. Suddenly you stop and snatch your hand away from me, pushing me back and turning as you whisper "someone's coming". You're right. I pretend to browse the books while you fix you skirt as someone turns down the aisle and walks past us. They're soon gone though, and you're straight back on top of me. Quickly, your hand finds my cock again as I start to move my fingers back to you. I slide a finger in, watching you bite down on your lip as I do so. I work my finger, then add another. I know I've found the spot when you close your eyes and bury your head in my shoulder. Breathing out heavily, you get faster and faster as you rub my dìck. My fingers are still inside you when you whisper "we won't get caught will we?" while you pull my cock out. "Just stay quiet," I say as I put my hands on your thighs and lift you up. Your legs wrap around my waist and your arms around my neck. I hold you up by your butt, and slowly lower you onto me. I feel you tense up in my arms as I go in. When it's all in, I stand still for a moment, until you breathe out heavily. I lift you again, and lower you slowly back on to me. I keep going, and start to thrust. I push hard, and I hear your breathing become short. My own slows as I try to stay silent, but soon I can't stop myself from breathing out heavily. You unwrap your legs and slide off of me, smiling. You get down on your knees and lick my cock, running your tongue from the base to the tip and circling the head. I look up as you put it in your mouth and dance around it. Biting my lip, I look back down at you as you take it out of your mouth and start licking it again. I close my eyes and let out a small moan as I finish. Looking down again, I see it in your mouth and feel you licking the last of my cum away. You look up at me and smile, then stand. Turning, you walk away and fix your skirt once more. I chase after you, grabbing your butt as I catch up. "Come on," you smile. "let's check those books out."
Sleepwalking Mom [inc] (via /r/NaughtyFamilyDiary)
All characters are over 18 and entirely fictional. All rights reserved.
Dear Diary,
Mom has always had a sleepwalking issue. We've managed it over the years, but last night she sleptwalk right into my room. I didn't realize it until I felt a warm body press against me under the sheets. I sleep naked in the summer; mom wasn't wearing any more.
"Mmm, hey there sexy hubby," mom whispered in my ear, nuzzling her head in my shoulder and draping her thigh over mine. "I know our boy is back for the summer, but you know how he sleeps. No reason we can't have some fun…" Mom licked around the outside of my ear, running a hand down my chest until it reached my naked cock.
I froze. Mom had clearly mistaken me for dad, and clearly was horny. I thought for moment about how awkward it would be when I told her, but realized it was better than her finding out later.
“Mom,” I whispered, turning my face towards hers. She brought her lips to mine and darted her tongue in my mouth.
The Sex Student – Part 21
Had to split this into 2 parts, so part 22 will be coming…
Part 21
The coming weekend had me excited. Something about being part of an orgy had always been very arousing to me.
On Thursday I got a text from Frank saying Lady Janet would like to meet me on Friday, as early as possible. I had a lecture Friday I could skip, so I said I would be available from 1pm on. I was told to wait outside my apartment at 2pm, sharp.
Friday I was waiting on the steps to my apartment when a black car pulled up and Lady Janet beckoned me over. I got in and we drove off.
"Lilly, thank you for agreeing to meet me early… I need help for tomorrow night. I normally have Candace to help me but she won't be available until tomorrow, and I didn't want to delay again. Do you think you can help me tonight?"
"Yes Lady Janet" I assumed she meant doing things like cleaning or setting stuff up or something… I was in for a surprise.
[M/F] Erotic sexts I sent to a girl I’m seeing Pt. III (Forced)
The ride home was a whirlwind of emotions. Your breath heavy, your chest heaving with each lungful of air. You sit at a stop light, feeling the wet puddle being created between your thighs and reach down and touch it with your fingertips, lightly, reaffirming to yourself that what happened was real. Your mind races as you realize this dress is probably ruined. Your pussy throbs. My cum mixed deep inside you. The hard cock slamming into your tight hole. The red ring around your neck…a loud beep breaks your thought as the light sits green. You blush and step on the gas, distracting your mind until you're home. You park on the curb outside your place and sit for a few minutes. You didn't think you’d ever be the type to be used like this but you can't stop thinking about it. Subconsciously, your hand traces over your neck and cleavage before settling on your inner thigh. A passing cars headlights snap you back to reality as you chastise yourself for almost masturbating in public. You clear your throat, grab your items and walk to your door. You fumble for your keys before finally unlocking the door. Stepping into your dark living room, you breathe a sigh of relief being home as you reach for the light switch.
The Sex Student – Part 20
This part was about the only experience I had that didn't involve pain but still haunts my memories…
Part 20
Frank picked me up the next Saturday. He took me to his place and sent me to the bathroom. There was an enema kit there to use. I used the kit, showered and dried myself properly. Frank was waiting in the bedroom, and he wasn't alone. There was another man there, and a woman. The woman was naked except for a pair of red tall heal shoes, but even without she would be tall, her breasts were full and she had tattoos up and down her all over, nearly covering her skin except her hands and head. The man was wearing leather pants and had tattoos and piercings. Frank was sitting with him in his robe, the woman standing next to the bed, head down.
"Lilly, this is Roland, he is a dom in our circle, and this is his sub, Ariel"
Roland walked over to me "Hello my dear, nice to meet you finally" his accent was European, but I couldn't place it. He led me over to the chairs were Frank still was. Frank motioned me to kneel down so I complied.
[M/F] [Bondage] [Voyeur] Bad Romance
Recently Hannah had been searching on the internet; specifically looking for things to spice up her sex life with her Boyfriend. She scrolled through pages and pages of toys; sleek vibrators, thick dildos and bottles of potions and lotions that could make you tingle and twist, burn or shiver! A whole world of pleasure ready to open up to her.
Her Boyfriend worked away a lot, and often came back too tired to pay any interest to her. She knew he wasn't cheating, and the job was too good to pass up. Maybe it would just take a little surprise to get his motor running?
A few curious clicks later, and she found herself browsing Bondage. Handcuffs of steel or fur, soft and coarse ropes, gags and blindfolds! She was getting so turned on just scrolling through pages, throwing things into her cart. She giggles as she put in a few things particularly naughty, before something in the SALE section caught her eye.
'Self-Typing Bondage Rope Simply wrap the rope around an object, put your hands in the loops, and tug the small string around your finger! The rope will tighten and leave you bound – unable to escape until you're freed!
I fucked the [m] Mexican bitch at my work [f]
I felt inspired to share my work party story after reading one on here a while back.
I work at a small PR firm in the South where I work with many variations of race. I, myself, am white, but have had Asian, Latina and African American girlfriends at one point in my life. So no, this isn't a sex story about race.
I work with Maria, a 5-foo-6 Mexican woman, straight out of Mexico City. She has long, soft, black hair, coca brown eyes, purely white teeth (a lovely smile) a nice, round butt and size CC breasts. She also has fatter, puffy lips (some would probably call them DSLs). But she also has this very put off-y attitude. Very cold to some people, and doesn't really know how to communicate effectively.
Honestly, I've always thought Maria was physically attractive. Very attractive. Maybe it was the way she walked or her lips or her naturally tanned skin. But I could never stand being with her because of how rude she was sometimes. She wasn't ever really rude to me, but I could hear what she would say to others, things like that.