She needed a helping hand, no … her and her husband needed a helping hand she thought . She was here now for them both and for their future family, except for one small wrinkle. They had been trying for months and months without success. Her husband refused to get tested but she had secreted away and found out she was very fertile, so fertile that the doctor hadn’t seen results like it ever in her career. She knew she wasn’t the problem, she wanted a family, and if she needed a helping hand from her best friend’s husband? That was worth it.
She was standing there in the bathroom having her best friend touch up her lipstick. She took one last look at herself in the mirror. Her friend had went with her earlier that day to shop for some lingerie for that night and in the mirror she had never felt more sexy. It was a beautiful shade of red which matched her lipstick just so perfectly. She had also never felt so confident, as her friend was sporting a baby bump and had had to send her others away to grandma’s for this special weekend. What granny didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her and what her husband didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him either. He thought she had gone away for a girl’s weekend to the spa to relax and come back ready to try anew. In some ways it wasn’t a lie; her friend had promised her that she would get many massages, bubble baths, and be pampered in between being bred. She would also come back wanting to try again, except that was more so the timing wouldn’t seem off when the results came back positive.
Tag: Straight
I caught my flatmate spying on me through the door, so I fucked him [f]23
So moved into a new apartment during my placement year so I could be closer to where I’d be working. Having gone through the annoyingly tedious ‘searching for a flat’ process I finally settled on a modest three bedroom with one of the bedrooms already occupied by a guy. When I first came to view the flat I also got to meet him and let me tell you… the sexual tension was beyond palpable. A 6’1 guy, 32 years old. Quite stocky, looked like he used to workout when he was younger but has become more comfortable with age.
After I moved in and we got more comfortable around each other I noticed that this guy certainly loved his grey sweatpants, but he never wore any underwear and whenever he walked around the flat or sat down, I couldn’t help but notice that he was packing. I knew he wanted me to look, and my slutty brain took the bait.
[Group] A BBC Feast
A follow up from previous story.
For reference :
Olivia – 26, Brunette, Green eyes, Pale skin, Slim build, 5’6, Amazing bottom, 32C, very fashionable
Myself – 26, Brown/Blonde, Pale-ish skin, Athletic Build, 5’7, Nice bum I have been told, 6 inch hard, 3.5 inch flaccid
Jay – 28, Short afro fade, Black, Very Athletic Build, 6’4, at least 11.5 inches Erect
*Long read
It had been some time since me & Olivia saw Jay, that was end of Summer 2021, the last time being was at the club and us sharing a wild moment. Since then we had all been exchanging texts, sexting and nudes of one another every so often in the group chat. Me & Olivia were always in touch regardless.
By now I was hooked to BBC, regularly watching interracial imagining being the female being fucked hard, watching BBC hypno’s and buying Black dildo’s, along with feminine outfits. I was truly in touch with my submissive side since that night with Jay’s BBC.
Thai Massage girl goes all the way on her last day. [MF]
I occasionally visit Asian massage parlours in my area. The massage is great but there is always an added edge when visiting a new place to see what ‘extras’ are offered.
My last regular place, now sadly closed down, was very close to my old house. I was single when this happened so would visit every couple of weeks. I built up a good connection with a girl working there called Miko. Across my first few visits the happy ending progressed to her being nude through the massage, to allowing touching (including fingering). She never finished, with things always wrapping up when I came. This was fine – I was under no illusions it was anything other than an easy source of cash for her.
Miko’s body was **tight**. Her pussy was always shaved and her tiny tits were in perfect proportion to the rest of her frame. She was cute on her own merits but, compared to the other girl who gave massages and services (the buck-toothed owner, worthy of her own story another day), she was stunning.
A few people asked the next day story of when I picked up my (28f at the time) husbands drunk friend (40m at the time) so here it is [mf]
Quick recap, I’m 38 but was 28 when this happened, my husband is now 40 and 30 when this happened and Dean is now 50 but was 40 at the time. Me and my husband have been together since I was 18 and he’s been sharing me pretty much from the start. I’d pick Dean up from a party the night before because my husband “forgot” he was away on a stag do. I gave him a blowjob at the side of the road and invited him round the next day.
Well the next day he came around at midday just like he said. He looked so sexy even if he was hungover and as soon as the door closed I told him I’d make us some steak and potatoes for lunch and I’m just about to go and change in to the outfit he’d chosen for me to wear (that morning I told him to go through my Facebook and pick an outfit from a picture, he chose a tight dress and some knee high boots). I told him to sit down and watch some tv and I’ll be down in a minute.
[FF] My (27f) GF (34f) and I have been trying orgasm torture.
So, it’s been a while since I wrote a story. Had a bad time at my first practice placement for grad school and the last few months were especially bad. That being said, I’m at a new place now doing therapy for medical students, and life is a lot easier than it used to be. Moving on…
For the last few months, our sex life has been pretty good, despite the stress, and we’ve been pushing some boundaries and exploring some emotions we both have about sex. In doing so, we’ve pushed slightly away from the more traditional bondage we’ve been doing, but still staying in the realm of BDSM with things like orgasm denial and some light exhibitionism (going out on dates with a buttplug in, or with semi-visible lingerie, etc.) Typically, I call her Goddess and she calls me Toy, Slut, Princess, or Worshipper. It’s really nice, and I like feeling valued and noticed during sex.
32 [m] – College curiosity Skater boi
First off, I’ll say that I had been curious of exploring gay sex since I was in middle school. I’d sleep over at friends houses & hope to see them naked or be able to not get caught looking at guys in the gym locker room in high school as I led a completely straight lifestyle dressing the skater part. I always was attracted to girls, but had a strong curiosity to mess around with guys. I had messed around with boys when I was much younger, which can hold off for another post, but I’ll just say there was exploring of bodies, holes, dicks…
Going with the flow…
As I stood in the shower, tired and dirty after a hard day’s work, warm water flowing over me as I wash the day away, my mind clears as I think of her waiting for me, the thought of kissing her, caressing her, being in her, loving her making the long day go away and send the blood to my nethers making me hard the right way..I imagine her waiting for me, so clean and supple on the bed , her bare skin in view, wearing my tee, showing just enough to get me going, I get harder, almost in full mast as I see the water trickle along my body and across my shaft, drops beading off my girth as it gently drops to the floor, I imagine her stopping the flow, every drop in her mouth. Warm waters beading across my veins as I hold my girth, one had against the wall and stroking my self, soft yet long and hard, from tip to base as I imagine it’s her hand at my base and her lips at my tip, at full mast now, I stroke slow the water flowing across my body, I lather it up for that perfect glide, just like her mouth would as she engulfs me…
My Life As A Host To A Slime Monster 12 – Healing (fiction, F19, supernatural, monster)
I heard a familiar voice whisper, “*Host*.”
I groaned as I tossed on the bed.
*Host*.
I waved my hand at the voice and groaned, “Five more minute’s mommy.”
***HOST!!!***
My eyes shot open as I quickly sat up wildly looking around, “Huh? What?”
I blinked my eyes in the twilight where the light lightly shown throughout the room faintly confused as to how I wasn’t in my bedroom until my eyes found a nude male laying to me his Johnson laying across his lap half asleep half awake.
As soon as I saw the body I immediately thought *Oh yeah!*
I heard a light chuckle in my head, “Finally you’re awake my *host*.”
*And there’s Prime in my head.*
I groaned and spoke out loud no longer caring, “What is it Prime?”
Prime spoke in my head, “It’s time to get up my *host*.”
I groaned as I flopped back down on the bed, “Why?”
Prime chuckled, “You asked *why* we made you rub the Incubus’s seed into your face like a mask. Now it’s time to see the result’s.”
Post Started as Reply to Another Post About Eating Ass [FM]
I started seeing a woman I accidentally matched with on a dating site before they became about swiping. The accidental part being she lived 5 hours away. We met the first time in a little town halfway between us and had an amazing time. After that I would drive out and spend the weekend with her almost every week and although it was more difficult for her, she’d come out to my place on occasion.
A little of her history, early 40’s, married for 15 years, but in the process of getting a divorce. No sex life at all for a very long time. And even confessed that she wasn’t really into having sex any more. This minutes before we started making out, feeling each other up, stripping and going at it like pigs.
I’m big into confession-style, dirty talk. Things like: what turns you on, what things have you done, what things have happened to you, etc. I like to get girls ti confess to their dirtiest, sexual secrets. I’ll just take this opportunity to note that a disturbing number of women I’ve dated have been molested as children, most of them by a close relatives. Moving on.