Dorm Room Surprise Part 1 [MF] {bd,oral,anal}

After what seemed like hours of walking and asking around, I had finally found it: a small, single dorm room nestled into a corner of the apartment complex. To my luck, the door was slightly ajar and parted quietly at my touch. I had a surprise for the occupant and I wanted it to stay that way.

My excitement grew in my chest as I slipped into the little room. Months of planning and saving had led up to this moment. A cancelled flight had almost put and end to it all, but I was too stubborn a guy to let that stop me.

Light from the hallway spilled into otherwise dark room. It was a typical college student habitat. There were books scattered about the carpeted floor, a mini-fridge with cute heart and animal stickers, an unpacked suitcase and a small bathroom tucked away in the corner. My object of desire lay on the bed against the wall.

Beyond Good and Evil [MF]

"What is done out of love always takes place beyond good and evil."

Friedrich Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil, Aphorism 153

Everyone hated him. That's why he was forced to pay so much. Arrogant, alcoholic, often sadistic, always misogynistic – never a good mix in anyone's books. The easy cash in hand nature of the work was often the sole reason she stayed, and the simple disposable income always came in handy.

Mr. James, the man of the house, was not what you'd exactly call obscenely wealthy, but he owned much of the arable land in the area, the only few businesses in the middle of the small township and consequently had a very good stable income. As a result, he could afford to keep Jocelynn as his maid, though she often felt more like a babysitter at times. Not that the James' had any kids – just that Mr. James often needed a lot of looking after when he started drinking, often after his bored wife hit the town every second night or so.

Lights in the Harbor (part 1) [MF] [str8] [strangers] [exh?]

As tired as I am from my long flight, I feel so keyed up I won't be able to sleep right now if I tried. To get my mind off tomorrow's long schedule of meetings, I drop my bags in my hotel room and stop in to the bar across the street. It's a Sunday night in the financial district, so while this place might be hopping with investment bankers at Friday happy hour, right now the atmosphere is quiet and relaxed. It's perfect to unwind with a beer and the crossword puzzle I started on the plane.

I'm stuck on one of the long clues. I could work on the intersecting words, but I can feel the correct phrase dancing just out of reach. I stare off in front of me, sipping at my beer, thinking through the riddle. Suddenly I realize there's a man in my direct line of sight a few tables away. Not wanting to appear to stare, I quickly dart my eyes away but he seems so enthralled in his trade magazine I let my attention return to him. He's the archetype of tall, dark, and handsome and obviously traveling for business himself. The dress shirt, unbuttoned at the collar and rolled up at the sleeves, gives him a slightly disheveled look that contrasts with neatness of his clean-shaven jaw. As he reads his article I fantasize about tearing through the remaining buttons on his shirt.

Emmy’s games (Part 2) [Msub, Fdom, anal, exh, huml, swing, voy]

This is a continuation on from the 'A Surprise Ass-Fucking in Panties' and the second part to 'Emmy's games'.

Previous series here: A Surprise Ass-Fucking in Panties

A Surprise Ass-Fucking in Panties part 2

A Surprise Ass-Fucking in Panties part 3

Emmy's games Part 1


“Well? Did Suzie help you fill the condom some more?” says the text from Emmy.

I had just pulled my trousers back on after being jerked off by Suzie into a condom, which I had filled for the second time today whilst wearing panties Emmy had instructed me to wear. The stockings Suzie helped me put on feel amazing underneath my jeans. I can feel their tight grip on my thighs and the fabric rub against the inside of my trousers when I move which is a constant reminder of their sexyness.

“Yes, fucking hell, Suzie is hot! And this condom is already filling up!” I text back to Emmy.

Bellman makes threesome fantasy come true! MFM

It's January, my husband and I have been anticipating our much over due trip to Las Vegas. Normally we go 3 times a year but the last year work and kids have really been to busy to leave. We finally land and the limo takes us on our short ride to the Hotel. We have been talking dirty to each other the entire flight and we are needing to get out some toys and kick off some clothes. We are one hour to early to check in and now leaving our bags with the bell desk and headed for a drink. Before we get to the bar my husbands hone rings and they have a room early. "Yes we want it" score, upgrade to a suite! We get the key (card) and off to the room. They will send the bags in about an hour because of all the check ins. Off we go to release!

Emmy’s games (Part 1) [Msub, Fdom, anal, mast]

This is a continuation on from the 'A Surprise Ass-Fucking in Panties' series but the start of a new series in its own right.

Previous series here: A Surprise Ass-Fucking in Panties A Surprise Ass-Fucking in Panties part 2 A Surprise Ass-Fucking in Panties part 3


“Put my panties on,” says the text message from Emmy.

It is 9:30am and I have just woken up. I look across to the bedside table and see Emmy’s panties sitting there all dried out from last night's shenanigans. I lean over and pick them up, and can’t resist the urge to hold them to my face momentarily and savour their aroma. I do as the text message asked and put on Emmy's cotton panties. They are not what I usually wear, not quite as slutty, but the fact they are hers has me rock hard the instant my cock touches them.

“They are on,” I text back to Emmy.

Immediately I get a text message back. “Good, my little panty slut. Now before you get dressed, go and put a condom on your cock.”

The First Time I Met My Future Wife [ffm, fiction, str8, bi, some reluc, oral, voy, mast]


This is what went through my mind the first time I met my wife. It's entirely fictional, just my fantasy, except me walking in in my bath towel with my then girlfriend and her friend, my actual future wife. I've been some version of a fapstronaut for about a year and a half, but will sometimes, well fap, thinking about my wife. This is one of those fantasies I have, and thought why not write it down this time. For whatever reason, the whole thing is generic third person pronouns, he/she/her, etc. I dunno why. Also I made up a couple words. Not sure you needed to know that either. Anyway, hope you like it and without further, uh, ado(sc?)…

Edit: So tabulations don't work in Reddit.

Edit: Actually they do, it means turn the text into some kind of typewriter text. I really don't understand Reddit's CSS coding crap at all… wah.

Edit: I'm not convinced that's readable Reddit. wtf. Excuse me while I now inject extra spacing everywhere.

Edit: Let me get this straight Reddit. One actual space = no space. Two spaces = one actual space. Three spaces = two spaces. … I give up. I'm not editing this any more. For better or worse:

This is the way….[M/F] [Oral]

“Is this how everything ends?” Sofie lamented. “Not with a bang, but with a whimper?” Her hazel eyes shimmered as she pleaded with Paul. He was beginning to question his resolve with each passing moment.

“Shouldn’t we end it with a bang?”

Before he knew it, her sweetly scented lips were pressed hard against his own, Sofie’s nimble, strong fingers quickly working on the silver buckle of his belt.

“One more time, for old time’s sake?” She purred into the warm hollow of his neck. He could feel the silk of her hair against his chin as the words sent shivers down his spine. Was this what he wanted? Of course it was, right? A bang and not a whimper?

A whimper was all that was able to escape his lips as Sofie nipped his hardened shoulder, licking his wound as she moved down his shoulder. He reached to stop her but instead of discouragement his press against her waist encouraged her on.

“Wait…Sofie. This isn’t what I want.”

“Oh? What is it that you want handsome? Me? On my knees while I take your hard cock into mouth?”

Cleaning the kitchen [MF]

“God that’s good!!!” She let out a low moan as she said it, making the whole exchange very sexual. Well, exchange might be pushing it. She was having a culinary orgasm, he was just happy she enjoyed his food that much. Of course, it helped that he had actually gone to chef school for 3 years, only to drop out 3 months before graduating to follow a girl (Emily) to Thailand. She left him 6 months later for a really cool dude named Ty. Emily and Ty were still together eight years later, living in Singapore where Ty owned his own art gallery. Emily still kept in touch while juggling her career and her two kids. Coming back to the restaurant, the orgasmic eater had just finished her main course and was about to taste the dessert. It would be the coup de grace. Obviously, that was the exact moment his name was called from the kitchen.

“David!!”

He unwillingly left the table, promising to be right back, but knowing full well that his chef would probably not let him back out so soon. As soon as he went through the kitchen’s revolving doors, he knew he would be in trouble. Patrice, the chef, had both arms crossed while Ivan, the sous-chef, just stood next to him, a mean-looking cleaver in one hand. They looked like they were about to carve him open, literally.

A Surprise Ass-Fucking in Panties Part 3 [Msub, Fdom, anal]

A continuation from Part 1 A Surprise Ass-Fucking in Panties & Part 2 A Surprise Ass-Fucking in Panties Part 2

Emmy and I make it home to my front door unseen, much to my relief, our crotches are still soaking wet from Emmy pissing on me not more than 5 minutes before. We stumble in the house punch drunk with passion and I make my way straight to the drinks cabinet to pour us both a stiff drink. I notice Emmy wandering into the kitchen and when I walk through to hand her the drink I’m surprised to see she is looking in my fridge.

“Hungry?” I ask.

“Oh Humphry, I saw you had a trifle and I hoped you would still have some squirty cream left.” she said with a wink. “Oh yay, here it is!” She says holding the can high with a big grin on her face.