Tag: Straight

[F]inally cheated

Tom's place was a small, unexceptional one bedroom. It was clean but not flashy, the furniture was mostly spartan although the couch was nice and the TV was big. I wasn't impressed by the place but I was impressed by how well he kept it. We sat on the couch and he retrieved a bottle of wine and two glasses from the kitchen, which he put on the Ikea coffee table.

He moved pretty fast at this point. We chatted and sipped our wine for only a few minutes before he moved in for a kiss and felt me up over my dress. I pulled back to pour myself another glass of wine, which I drank while he sweet talked me. Then he moved in again, kissing me more and flopping my breasts out of my dress. "Damn," he said, and then reached his right hand underneath the lower part of my dress, where he began rubbing against my pussy and clit over the top of my panties with the heel of his hand. At this point I was kissing him back hard and completely turned on. I put my hands up the back of his shirt and ran them up his back, which felt so different, there was not an ounce of flab on it. I could feel his muscles moving as he continued to apply pressure on me, slightly nudging up and down. He started pulling off my soaked panties and I laid on my back, hungrily extending my legs together to help the process along. Read more »

[MF] Strict Tutor

Hi all,

I've been writing stories for people on /r/dirtypenpals for some time now, and I've submitted them to some non-Reddit sites. I figure it's time to post them here, and I'll start with one of my favorites..

The afternoon began with the two of us entering my old university library. We walked hand in hand, without a word, though I distinctly remember catching your eye and smiling at you, squeezing your hand as I did so. I was dressed in dark dress shoes, black suit pants and a black collared shirt, sleeves rolled up, my tattoos contrasting with my professional demeanour. You were wearing a grey cardigan, buttoned up, over a white blouse and a red and black tartan skirt, slightly shorter than would be normally acceptable. This, alongside your long white socks and black heels attracted more than their face share of glances. You had a black backpack on your back, and I was carrying a suitcase. Read more »

[F]illing her with [M]y cum

For the past year, the sex has been great. I've had a few hook ups travelling, and a bunch now that I'm finishing school, but none have come close to my hooking up with Hannah.

I met Hannah off Tinder, actually. I'm usually a bit skeptical about meeting girls off Tinder, but we seemed to have a good chat and she was fit, cute, and had long, curly hair (my favorite). Our first date was pretty simple, so on our second date we decided to go to a local chain restaurant and get some drinks. After a few cocktails, we both got much more flirty. Her hands would rest on my arm when she told a story, and I started touching her hands. We left before we got drunk, but I invited her to come over and watch Archer (a mutually favorite show).

When we got to my house, I already knew what I wanted. She was wearing tight, black yoga pants and a long sleeve shirt. I just couldn't believe her ass. It was round, a bit large, but very firm, which tends ro be the case for a lot of female athletes. I decided that we should watch it in my room, which of course, meant cuddling. Read more »

Mudding in Florida

There are very few things to do out in the back marshlands of Florida on a weekend, however for a good ole redneck it can be paradise. It was midsummer and hot as hell, naturally the southern state was in a drought. My buddies Chris, Randall, and myself piled into our trucks loaded out with coolers of beer, and plenty of logs to have ourselves a good time. About 20 miles outside of our army base were the semi dried up marshes, and we had a good Saturday night planned mudding followed by cold beer and a big bon fire. I had the coolers loaded up in my truck since it wasn't technically a truck, I drove an old 1988 k5 Chevy blazer with an 8in lift and 35in mud tires. Now I’m 5'10 and the bottom of the cab of my truck is waist high and it makes it a little hard for even me to climb inside. While Chris and Randall’s trucks were packed full of logs and stumps we had been collecting for the past month, we made our way out to the marshes

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MFMF – First G/G Experience

This is an excerpt from a post we have on another sub, and our first post on this sub, but this is the good part. The rest of the post is boring backstory on our experiences and interest as we look to open ourselves up to become "lifestyler's", better known as swingers. Not sure if there will be interest, but I figured it's hot for me to share. Read more »

Losing restraint during an unexpected [f]uck (Lon-gish)

Backstory: I posted awhile back about my first time hooking up with this guy, but assuming none of you read that, I'm 5'3", 130lbs, long black hair and have A cups. My FWB James is 5'11" with a broad build, dark hair, heavy scruff and several tattoos on his arms, (read: hot as fuck). We're on the same dance team and had a spark for the year we've known each other, but ignored it because I was dating another guy. After my breakup I didn't wait very long before jumping into James' bed to experiment with casual hooking up for the first time. We hooked up for a month or so and eventually started having great sex. I was raised a good Catholic girl and since coming to college I've begun to explore my sexuality and have been discovering I'm a bit of a nympho, which has been fun. Unfortunately things got a bit complicated between us and two weeks ago we decided to stop sleeping together to save our friendship. I was disappointed but understood. Directly after the conversation I left town for a week and didn't get to see him. Read more »

First time with a cougar

First time with a cougar

This all happened before my wife and I started dating, about 10-12 years ago, I was just about to turn 22, and I was involved in a lot of chat rooms at the time, it was between that, video games with my friends, and racing at the tracks.

I started talking to one woman on the chats, getting to know her, surprisingly she actually kept talking to me cause online I’m a total perv and never really got lucky with most girls on there. She told me she was 30 and single, taking care of her mom and going back to school while working as a bar tender. I thought sounds pretty cool, and kept her as a friend for a while. Things did get sexual and I showed her photos of me, clothed and cock, and she never complained about it. We never got into cyber, she didn't like that, but I finally got her to meet me one night after a race at the track. Read more »

From good friends to FWB [M/F]

So quick backstory: One of my good friends from college I have known since highschool. She played soccer and I played lacrosse and we both had similar friend groups. We both ended up going to the same college for our respective sports. We got a lot closer during college, as we were the only two from our high school who came here. Hell we were even the same major and lived on the same floor our freshmen year. We would hang out in each others rooms and got more comfortable with each other. It got to the point in the middle of seasons that we got used to seeing eachother in sports bras/under armour when we would rush between practice and class that we started being fine being seen by each other in boxers/bras and thongs when we would get ready to go out. We would share sex stories with each other and through those stories, mixed with seeing each other in close to the bare minimum clothing, that we got the idea of what we look like naked. But for some reason we never did anything with each other, we would flirt and teasingly make grabs at each other, but never did anything…until now Read more »

[M/F] My Affair: The Rules

This is the second in what is likely to be quite a lengthy series. You can read the first part here.

Rachel was naked, kneeling in front of me, her skin a creamy white in the pale light of the streetlamps coming through the sheer curtains. Her eyes were a little glassy from the booze and her lips were glazed. I was sitting on her couch, my own clothes in a pile on the floor near the front door. It was late in the evening and we had been out at a club with friends. My wife was away at a conference and Rachel's husband was out of town for work.

My cock was hard and still wet with her saliva. It had been seven months since that first night.

She crawled into my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me close. She smelled so good. Our bodies pressed together, I could feel her trembling. We kissed deeply. She straddled me, her pussy achingly close to the tip of my now throbbing cock. She rubbed it there for a moment, riding the shaft against her clit. I could feel her warmth and wetness and I was getting lost in desire for her. Read more »

Part o(f) (m)y misspent youth.

Most of you would probably consider me an old fart because I’m nearly 50. As a old coach I had once said “I may be old but I still get morning wood” so there’s that. This story is from the early 90’s when I was a young hunk of a man who didn’t know how good he had it, and didn’t take advantage of his assets as much as he should have.

I’ll try to describe myself as I was for the ladies. Young looking white guy with medium length wavy brown hair decent chin and large but not crazy large nose, a relatively ordinary face all in all but nice blue eyes for you to stare into… At the time I was riding my bicycle 25 miles from my house downtown to my job in the suburbs so I was told I had a world class ass. Bike riding wasn’t and still isn’t that cool so I’d say I was could be considered somewhat in the geek spectrum. I’d played division 1 baseball in college and I lifted weights so my upper body was decent as well but I was no adonis. I was fairly evenly proportioned so from a distance I didn’t look tall but I was 6’1”. Read more »