So yeah after hooking up with that random guy I thought about maybe having a random side thing. I hit up the guy I hooked up with but he said it was a fun one night thing but he was looking for something more serious, and that if that was ever what I was looking for I could hit him up (never been curved by a guy before). Obviously based on some previous comments I thought about my friend who I went out with that night. He’d made comments toward me before like he’d be interested in doing the deed but obviously I never pursued. I decided I’d try him out. I went to his place and said I wanted to chill at home with some wine. It was the first time since I’d initially hooked up with the guy that I saw him and he was eager to hear how it went. I told him what we did and he was shocked. He said he thought we’d go back and fool around a little, not fuck. He also joked and said he knew I’d be a bottom.
Tag: Straight
I [mtf] got invited to my college straight [m] secret fuck buddy’s wedding
This is a story that happend recently. I am a 25 years old beautiful looking trans fem, 5’10” tall, thin, smooth pale skin, long legs, great ass.
I’ve got invited recently to a wedding of a friend (let’s call him Mark), more precisely, a secret fuck buddy, back in college. I finished college 3 years ago so that’s not so far away either. Anyway, we went apart after college but kept contact through social media in a pretty superficial way, although he would “react” to my thirst trap pretty much all the time.
I knew he was dating girls already back in college days, and I also got to know that he was since almost 3 years in a commited probably exclusive relationship with this girl that he started dating at the end of college I guess. They got engaged and I got invited to their wedding. I was a bit surprised since we didn’t exchange much those years except some small talks through apps, but we also have friends in common and I suppose we were quite close as “friend” for almost 3 years so I didn’t overthought the gesture. I was not living so far from where the wedding would take place, around one hour by car so it wasn’t much of an effort.
Whitout explaining everything about our previous relationship (that may be a story for another time), I must admit that the news of their wedding was a bit shaking to me. Of course I never truly let myself develop feelings and I was making sure that I was keeping myself occupied with other people as well but he was someone important to me, and I kinda wish maybe deeply that he would choose me in a certain way although I knew that he wasn’t ready to date openly a trans person… I was quite excited to see Mark again even in that context, cause I know I would have my little revenge. I don’t know the girlfriend very much, but the few interactions we had in campus were polite but tensed. I could see she was feeling threaten by me in a certain way. Of course, they were starting to date with Mark but I think she could smell that something happened between us cause our chemistry would show. I was not too jalous of their relationshitonship at that time cause it was just the beginning and as I was still fucking with her boyfriend I didn’t take their thing to seriously. But when I saw later on that they were serious it kinda pinched me. also I am someone that like to get what she want so not being the one the be chosen kinda hurt my ego not gonna lie.
I like to be noticed when I’m in public specifically with the way I’m dressing even though socially I am shy and calm. So I know I would go dressed in an appealing way just to make sure he would keep staring at me. If he was still the Mark I knew from college, I knew he would totally fall for my cheeks in shorts. I wanted to be unforgettably hot and sexy still keeping it “classy”. I dressed up with knee high heels white boots, a cute white top that would emphasize my small and round hormonals boobs, and of course some shorts that would totally fit the shape of my bubble butt. They were so short that u could see my sexy white lace thong coming out. I felt fakely innocent. I felt slutty being on the very edge of decency so I knew perfectly that I would be the center of attention. Especially to all the horny straight boys.
[FM] Unexpected party fun
This happened around 18 months ago, not long after lockdowns finished. We were invited to my husbands cousins 21st birthday on a Saturday evening. It was around an hour from our place at their place, husband was driving so I could have a few drinks.
The party was starting to kick off about six pm and I had already had a few drinks, I get so horny when I drink, as the party started to fill with my husbands family and their friends it also started to fill with quiet a few younger men. I was making small talk with the guests and meeting new people. My husband was helping cook the bbq and the like.
After a while I needed to use the bathroom so I proceeded to head inside and use the bathroom attached to the laundry. As I was heading I noticed I was being followed by one of the young men who were guests. He was a bigger red head guy, he asked if I was going to the bathroom and if I could show him the way. He said his name was Mick. As we walk through the house to the bathroom we were chatting but nothing flirtatious.
Desire of the Day – Day 1 Part 3 [MF30+][POV][Coworker][Story]
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/wemnoc/desire_of_the_day_day_1_part_2/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)
Shock gives way to pure frenzy and my hands rush to you as one grabs the back of you neck, fingers clenching your hair as the other hand grabs your arm tight. It’s long, passionate and intense. Our lips working together as our tongues brush against each other and your hands, unsure what to do, first under my chin, then my arm, before one slowly works its way to my now hard nob.
Your sudden intake of breath a mystery to me. When we part we both seem in shock.
I joke “well it took long enough”,
and you respond “should’ve made a move then”.
I lean in for another kiss that you reciprocate and this time let my hand grasp your left breast. I try different pressures and movements eventually settling on a hard grasp which makes your kisses more passionate.
Your right hand slides down my arm to my crotch but this time begins to unbutton my pants one handed and sliding your hand down into my boxers to get a full grip on my nob as you stroke it up and down.
Desire of the Day- Day 1 Part 1 [MF 30+][POV][Coworker][Story]
Day 1
Morning glory, with no opportunity for release, is a difficulty I don’t want. Waking up, tired and groggy, to my alarm playing some random music and rolling over to turn it off; realising my member is in a bright mood when all I want is to have a piss. I stand up and work my way to the bathroom.
My bed calls to me with its warmth and lagging memory of a dream I can’t recall but know I enjoyed. My ‘gentleman’ being evidence enough of that. Climbing into the tepid shower to help alleviate the situation I briefly consider a more physical solution. There’s no time, it always takes longer in the morning, got to go to work. Why does it always take longer in the morning? Tiredness? Lack of energy? The idea that if I do it now my day will never improve from this point? That sounds pathetic but if I really think about it, it’s not far wrong. The cool water isn’t helping and I still need a piss.
That time I [F] had a “wholesome” slutty afternoon with my fwb’s friend [FM]
One evening I had a link lined up with a guy I’d been fucking pretty regularly. Nice enough guy, thick dick, really hit the right spots so I saw him often. On a Friday night, I came over to his place and he had a couple buddies over with him drinking to my surprise. He insisted I join them so we actually talked and got fairly drunk. One of his buddies, tall, lanky, and a little nerdy looking but sweet, was eyeing me the whole night and I had some fun teasing him a bit with my low cut top. I’m curvy all over, but especially up top with 38HHs so they were quite effective at getting a reaction out of guys.
Me and my usual guy ended up in bed having a fun night fucking, though I’ll admit I barely remember most of it. However, when I woke up naked in his bed the next morning, it wasn’t until nearly 11:00AM and he texted me to let me know he’d had an early shift that morning but I was welcome to stay. I was a bit disappointed that I didn’t remember much of the night before, so I decided I’d just wait around for him to come home so we could have a round 2 that I’d actually get to reminisce over later. I grabbed a shirt of his, my own panties, and chilled out on his couch eating cereal and watching TV for a bit.
It wasn’t til around noon that I discovered one of his buddies had actually stayed the night and passed out in the other room. He stumbled out of it and saw me, and he seemed glad to see me. Once he’d woken up more, he sat on the couch with me and we chatted a little. Even sober, he was still eyeing me a bit which I enjoyed, and made me more excited for my guy to get home later. However, at one point I yawned and stretched my back out in a way that reeeally stretched the front of the shirt to its limits and he clearly was distracted by this motion.
I teased him a bit mentioning I assumed he was a boob man and he nodded. I usually would’ve just smiled to myself and let it go, but I was having a bit of fun and prodded him about it. I mentioned their size which really got him going, and I could tell he was trying to hide his boner. Feeling even meaner, I made him an offer. “I’m not going to fuck you or anything… but if you can handle it, I can show you them if you want?”
He seemed shocked that it was even an option, but nodded again and I giggled and lifted up my shirt to expose them. My huge tits spilled out and shook, and I had fun squeezing them together a bit and really showing off their size to him. He looked like a man who hadn’t drank water in a week in the desert, staring at an oasis full of water. Playing with my own nipples, I was starting to get horny, but I really didn’t wanna fuck him and possibly fuck up my chances with my guy later. I saw his open mouth and looked down at my own tits and smiled at him. “You really wanna suck them, dont you” I teased.
I put a hand gently around the back of his head, and I pulled him down towards them. I moaned the second his lips touched my sensitive nipples, and I moved him so he was laying his head in my lap and just facing up sucking on them. I squirmed a bit, my thighs rubbing together and feeling myself getting wet in my thin panties. I looked down him and saw his cock bulging in his shorts now, and I bit my lip to stifle a moan at the sight. It was clearly large, probably about 8 inches, and looked delicious even from the outline. I wrestled with my own thoughts a minute while he sucked before I finally just reached down and pulled it out. As soon as my hand wrapped around the warm shaft I groaned and moved my hips up against his head a bit as he groaned around my nipple.
I had his cock fully out and staring towards me as I slowly pumped it. The temptation to move him and just hop on it was very VERY real, but our current situation was actually very relaxing. I stroked that fat cock just like that, nice and slow, pumping it, playing with the precum that formed at the tip. He continued to softly suck, switching between my massive tits every once in awhile. The heat between my legs was intense but I was able to lay my head back and sigh, just enjoying the sensations. We sat there for about 20 minutes straight, just me slowly milking this nice cock with my hand and him sucking.
It was one of the most wholesome sexual experiences I’ve had, and with my other hand I just sort of pet his head and ran my fingers in his hair. Eventually, I felt his large dick start to throb and twitch more in my grasp, and I whispered to him. “Are you going to cum? Are you… going to cum for mommy?” I said very softly with a smile looking down at him. He opened his eyes and nodded, clearly looking desperate for the release and I smiled wider and leaned my head back, moaning as he was sucking and starting to pump his cock just slightly faster. Finally, it erupted from the tip and pulsed in my grip. His cock head swelled and the cum shot out across his own stomach, some of it managed to land on the breast closest to his cock, and quite a bit dribbled down his shaft around my hand. Once it slowed down finally, I let go and took the shirt I had on completely off and used it to clean us up.
He laid there a moment when I got up and looked like he was about to fall in love with me, which made me blush and I kissed his forehead. I walked back into my guy’s room wearing just the panties which were clearly soaked and laid down in the bed. I ended up playing with my clit for about 30 minutes until my guy finally came home and I fucked his brains out, thinking about his friends mouth around my tit the entire time.
This was the only time I saw that friend, and the last time I saw the guy I hooked up with. I didn’t hear back from him after that day, and I assumed his friend mentioned what happened so he got jealous. But sometimes I wonder about that day and think about just sitting there, all cozy and stroking that fat cock feeling completely at ease and comfy.
The Gift [MF]
I could see the front desk from my seat and noticed her right away, as any young guy quickly spots a pretty girl nearby. She was with someone I assumed to be her mother, an attractive woman herself. I watched a bit of news, finished my sandwich and beer, then went up to my room.
As I opened the door, I heard a small voice, but with volume turned to eleven…”I’M NAAAYYYK’D.” As the door swung full open, there she stood, in the middle of the room, right knee crossed a little over her left, covering her mound with her left hand, her right arm over her breasts, wide-eyed, frozen like a deer in headlights, the girl from the lobby.
I don’t know who she thought might be coming through the door, but it probably wasn’t me. She wasn’t what I expected to find behind the door either, so I probably stood there, also stunned, for an instant.
Now, she had a very small voice. “you’re still looking at me.”
“Yes, I am.”
“why? i’m naked.”
[M]eeting another Redditrix [F]or an incredible fuck
I wrote a RAOMD post just after New Year’s, hoping to start off the new year on a high. Initially I did not get many responses, but after a while got a curious message from a sexy lady.
“Hey, I saw your post. I’m XXX, in a relationship and am looking for some discreet but casual fun. Does that sound like something you’re interesting in?” Obviously I was. Given I am too, I did not mind her relationship status.
We exchanged details, looks, preferences, and making sure we’re all COVID and D&D free. We hit it off quite well initially, but we were only able to plan something about a month later. Some sexting followed, learning about each other what we liked, turned us on, etc. We hit it off so well we didn’t even bother asking for a picture, knowing we seemed to match sexually.
I discovered she loves cum and sucking cock. So even though this is RAOMD, she wouldn’t mind it turning into more. Even though I mentioned a few times I would be more than happy with just eating her out, she was insistent and I didn’t mind.
While writing this, it turns me on again. oof.
He brings me to game night and shares me with his friends [mf] [group] [oral sex]
I was putting our dinner plates in the sink when he came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist.
“Leave those,” he said quietly and kissed my neck.
He’d been touching me all day long, even going so far as to slip his hand under my dress when we were at the grocery store. And he made us take an extra long time in the freezer aisle just so he could stare at the way my tits showed through my dress without a bra on. He made sure I noticed when other people were staring too, because he knew how much I liked it. It was a good thing I was wearing undies or my thighs would have been slick with how wet he was making me. He had woken up to my mouth on his morning wood – the covers were tossed aside and he looked so good that I just had to taste it – and since then he kept saying he wasn’t ready for round two yet. I was aching to be satisfied and I thought maybe now he was pulling me away for ‘dessert’.
A party to remember [fm] [fmfmfmfmfmfmfmfmf]
Please read “My wedding night” for more context
[https://www.reddit.com/r/TrueBigDickStories/comments/k1k1i8/my_wedding_night/](https://www.reddit.com/r/TrueBigDickStories/comments/k1k1i8/my_wedding_night/)
Girl Inches for Fun
[https://www.reddit.com/r/TrueBigDickStories/comments/k1k8x4/girl_inches/](https://www.reddit.com/r/TrueBigDickStories/comments/k1k8x4/girl_inches/)
I had been married to Mike for just over six months. I was young, probably too young at 21 and he wasn’t much older at 23 but we were madly in love and I wanted the world to know it. I was happy that he always held my hand and was quick to open the car door for me. We often shared public displays of affection which only heightened the intensity of our nightly lovemaking sessions. After six months and hundreds of sessions, my petite frame was starting to accommodate Mike’s size.
He wasn’t a tall man standing 5’6″ inches tall and just over 150 lbs. Height wasn’t his thing but god had blessed him with an enormous penis. By this time in our marriage we had measured (a few times) and he was VERY proud of his 8.25″ inch penis. His length was an issue in certain positions (doggy) but it was his girth that I struggled with. You see, Mike was bigger around than our bathroom door knob and I generally needed and little help or a lot of foreplay to fully enjoy him. I’m not complaining but with my petite 5’3″ inch frame it was a lot to handle.