Part 8 Unexpected Developments (FF FMF Inc)

The next week dragged for Emma, Dad was due home Thursday and he was home when she arrived from school. The next morning, Emma told Tim that she wanted to spend time with her Dad, so please don’t be upset if she didn’t see him over the weekend. She’d let him know what happened on Monday.

Friday evening was just a normal family dinner. Dad filled them in on his doings for the last three weeks and Mom caught him up will the latest events, doing Zoom and phone calls were often just not enough. Mom was rostered to work the next morning, she couldn’t get out of it with the staff shortages around the pandemic. It was an early night for them and Emma masturbated to the sounds of their lovemaking. Mom went off to work and Emma and Dad were alone, at the breakfast table.

“So,” Dad asked, “How’s it going with Tim?”

Emma told him as much as she thought he should know, but then stopped, silent. Dad was not entirely obtuse, and said, “Okay, what is it you’re not telling me?”

Emma just looked at him, then said, “It’s Mom.”

I 19[F] hooked up with a premature ejaculator and he didn’t even make it inside of me before he came

I recently met a guy on Tinder who we’ll call Adam. Turns out, he lives in my apartment complex just a few buildings down from me and just a short walk away. That makes it really easy to plan a meeting with him, so that’s nice. My Tinder profile is clear that I’m looking for casual relationships and hookups, so we both knew what our intentions were from the very start. We talked platonically for most of the day and then the conversation started to become more flirty and eventually sexual. I asked him if he wanted to come over sometime soon and of course he said he’d love to. We made plans for the next day.

After we made plans though, he said he wanted me to be aware of something because he was worried it might be an issue. He told me that he has a really bad problem with premature ejaculation and didn’t want to catch me off guard if he came really quickly. He was worried about it being a problem but I wasn’t worried about it at all. In fact, I was really intrigued by it and curious to see exactly what he meant. That isn’t something that would turn me off at all.

[F23/M37] Toying with my Professor [teasing][rough sex][taboo relationship]

I never had any self control to begin with. We had been sneaking around campus for months. I knew after my first lecture with you at the helm, there was no way I wasn’t fucking you. One in-office meeting was all it took to start what had become a months-long affair. After some time I had become brazen- needy. Today I definitely pushed the limit on what we could get away with.

I picked my outfit carefully that morning. A pleated skirt, a wrap around sweater that hugged all my curves, and absolutely no underwear of any kind. It would be easy to call me lazy, wanting to skip a few steps but I made sure to take the time to carefully slide on some thigh high stockings, complete with a garter belt secured snuggly around my hips. My hair hung loose around my shoulders, lips painted the most innocent shade of pink.

The class is about to begin and I take one of the many free seats at the front of the lecture hall. I am relieved that so many people push into the back rows- it makes what I am about to do so much easier.

Rainy day handjob [M24F24][Handjob][a bit of edging]

The light tapping of the rain hitting the windows was hypnotic. It was eleven in the morning, but the normally naturally lit space was still dark. The rain had moved in that morning and it looked like it would stay the rest of the day. It was like a friend who refused to go home after a night of drinking, so they just all sat on the couch together watching the seconds pass by on a rare day that they had off together.

Julie looked over at Matt as his face was illuminated by the phone in his hands. She smiled as she looked at him. He was concentrating on whatever stupid game he had been playing or website he had been browsing all morning. The sound of the television was filling the empty space and neither had wanted to abandon their friend, the rain today. He was in his boxers still and his hair was oily and sticking up in the back from a night of hard sleep. He was overdue for a haircut, so the cow lick that was on the back of his head was sticking up in its familiar way. It was like he was a peacock presenting his plume and she found it adorable.

Secured by TSA in the Airport: NC/Reluctance/Rape

I was walking through the airport as quickly as I am capable. The traffic on the way here was bad enough to make me feel like I needed to rush. I still had two hours but I am always nervous to miss a flight. I got in the security line, happy that there weren’t a ton of people. As I approached the gentleman at the booth, I handed him my ID and waived my phone under the barcode reader. The green light flickered on, letting me know that my boarding pass has been accepted. I look up at the man holding my ID, waiting for him to verify that I do match my picture. He handed it back and waives me forward to the conveyor belts and X-ray machines. I grabbed two plastic bins putting my shoes and phone in one, my laptop in the other. I added my backpack to the line of stuff and pushed it into the tunnel. As I made my way to the X-ray line, I watched as my stuff went through the tunnel.

[mid 30s MF] [Emotionally charged CNC/Borderline NC] A Nice Night at 3:00 AM

[disclaimer: includes emotionally charged CNC/borderline NC fantasy between a married couple]

It’s 3:00 AM and here I am, lying next to you, trying to sleep after a fancy dinner and spending all day with you… dropping hints, complementing you, and treating you so nicely. But once again, you subtly brushed it off with a smile, and not so much as a half nod, giving me hope that you will relieve my neglect tonight. I just gave you a nice scalp massage and face rub until you fell asleep to the putter-patter sounds of the rainfall. What a perfect night, what a perfect marriage, right? If so, why am I still awake and why do I feel so much pent up frustration? I just .. want to fuck you ..

..

.. what if I just fucking do it against your will? I feel like I could justify it in my heart and mind. You’re right here, lying next to me. I could just cover your mouth, hold you down, and let the resentment take hold. I’d put my hand heavy against your cheek, turn your face away from me and push it hard down into the pillow, and whisper in your ear, “you think you can cheat on me all those years ago, and get away with it?” You’d have no idea I still let those thoughts slip into my mind.. but they do. Especially on nights like these, they do.

When the freshman meets a stranger on Reddit [MM]

College is a formative experience for everyone and for many it’s where we’re free to let our freak flag fly for the first time. Until around high school I was always the goody good choir boy. Then I discovered Reddit and found my way down the rabbit hole we all know and love. By the time I turned 18 and moved into my first college dorm I was a horny mess of hormones and nerdy awkwardness.

When not in class or with friends, I browsed my local and r4r subs, intrigued that people actually used Reddit to chat and even meet up (remember when people posted success stories?) and not just for memeing. I tried my luck with F4M posts, but no luck. Tried posting my own M4F, and they got lost in the sea of horny M’s. Except for the occasional guy that would reply or DM. After some initial annoyance and horrid dick pics (ladies, I get it), some DM became very flattering and led to interesting conversations! I became a bit bolder and replied to some M4A posts that looked “just for conversation”.

Yes Sir (FM) part 3

She reached under the table in what appeared to be innocently resting her hand on his lap. But she quickly traveled to his inner thigh and touched his rock hard cock making him squirm ever so slightly in front of the waitress. Instead of pushing her hand off him his hand shot under the table and pushed her hand hard against him. Making her rub the length of him.

“Shit” she breathed barely audibly. The waitress walked away as he moved her hand up and down him. She could even start to feel a small wet spot forming. He leaned close to her ear in what appeared to be a passionate secret amongst two intimate lovers.

“You naughty little girl” his growl nearly had her cumming right there. “How ever am I going to punish you?” She honestly couldn’t breath and with the intensity going up on the vibration she closed her eyes as she began to shutter. He turned off the vibration and her eyes snapped back open.

“You were close weren’t you?” He asked staring straight into her beautiful blue eyes.

“Mmmmhmm” was the best she could sigh out.

Yes Sir (FM) part 2

She was ready to call it a night and live on cloud nine with just this one interaction. He pulled her hand up to his lips and kissed it softly. “Thank you” she managed, albeit a little shaky.

He led her to his car and opened the door again for her. The songs they had shared over the last several months were loaded on his phone and he began to play them. Carefully paying attention to his driving. She tried not to think at all but her mind started to wander. Somehow he sensed it. “You doing okay?” He checked in on her.

“Hmm? Oh yeah, very much ssssss…..” her words trailed off in a sudden rush of pleasure. She hadn’t noticed his hand on his phone as he casually hit a button and her underwear vibrated again. He let it linger a bit longer than the first time as her eyes closed and head arched back. Her legs involuntarily squeezed together sucking the vibrations in deeper as her skin erupted in goosebumps and nipples contracted. He watched this from the corner of his eye as he drove them ever so closer to the restaurant. “Fuck, that is hot.” He told her.

Spreader bar for the win

You’d think with her elbows essentially welded together and her wrists equally roped tight, she’d give up the goods. Not so fast it turned out. I got the jump on her in the middle of the night and had her wrists bound lickety split. I even got a pretty large ballgag buckled tightly behind her pearly whites without a whole lot of screaming and carrying on.

In fact when I finished wrapping the clothesline around her elbows, I sort of got complacent apparently. Spinning her around to face me I expected a certain amount of docility. What I got was a swift kick in my balls and a mad dash out of the bedroom. The misery swelling in my groin left me bent over cursing my stupidity.  

I turned to see her dashing stark naked down the hallway towards her front door. It was actually a little comical watching her trying to turn the deadbolt with her wrists bound. She had to stand on her tippy toes to reach the knob since raising her arms was out of the question. By now I had recovered enough to track her down. One hand held my groin as the other grabbed her throat.