[FM] Shy guy at the gym asked me to help him out during his session. Hit PR and got to raw dogging me at the end of the day

Defo sounds like a slut telling this story.

Some random dude just asked me to spot him during his bench press. He is kinda small built but absolutely did his best to hit his PR. I was feeling slutty for the day and asked him if he want to join me for the rest of the session. He agreed and for the whole time I intentionally trying to tease him with workout that showed off my ass and legs. Here come the best part:

Asked me to join him at the local protein bar for some shakes and 30 mins later he is thrusting his hip into mine like crazy. Got lucky it was his legs day else he wouldn’t be able to stand lol. Hope the video he took could encourage him to be more straight forward to other girl next time.

[MF] The Night I Unexpectedly Took Home A Stripper

Hi All,

Ok, to preface I didn’t pick her up in the strip club. In fact I didn’t pick her up at all, she very much came onto me, but we will get into that.

We should begin at the beginning, I, a maybe 19/20 year old at the time was going out with his rugby team for a well deserved pint after Saturday’s game(though I also don’t mind an undeserved one, if needs dictate). We all agreed to meet in a cheap dive bar (I forget the name) to get a few in before heading to a club after a warm up drinks. This place was probably one of the cheapest in town, you know, one playlist that only has 90’s dance on at any hour of the day, cheap 2 for 1 shots, sticky floors, unusable toilets and the usual array of characters that are attracted to that cocktail of joy.

We had nothing in common, but damn we fucked hard [MF]

About a quarter century ago (fuck me, I’m old) I was in between colleges and working in Champs Sports at the local mall. Trying to make the best of it, I was friendly with the other hourlies, assistant managers, and broke as fuck folk who filled out the bulk of the mall workforce. I was 21 and had a reliable car, so I was well tolerated if not popular.

Krissie was an impossibly tall, skinny goth (was goth even a thing back then?) vixen. Predictably, she worked a few stores over at Hot Topic. To work she wore stupid big black pants with lots of chains and buckles paired with midriff baring fake concert tees. With straight cut bangs on dyed black hair and enough black makeup to adorn a KISS groupie, she was not my type. But her tight skinny ass and pert B cup tits were certainly worth a second look. She was tall, almost my height, and the Doc Martens gave her a few extra inches. Despite “the look”, she was a pretty sweet girl but with a rapier wit and sharp tongue.

[MF] We broke (almost) every bed in the hostel

*Once upon a time, my girlfriend and I were backpacking through the Scottish Highlands.*

It was a magical trip and I enjoyed it very much. We were there in the dead of winter – over Christmas, in fact – going from small city to small city to enjoy the sights and beautiful landscapes. Although there was one downside to our trip: it got dark *early*.

*Like, the sun set at 4pm sharp.*

Christine and I didn’t mind, though. That just meant that we had more time for, ahem, activities.

I forget exactly where we were – maybe Inverness? – and we’d bunked down at a hostel for the night. We were lucky to have been able to find one that had private rooms, which meant that we could go ahead and do said activities without worry.

*For those that don’t remember my earliest stories, I dated Christine for a year, 10 months of which were long distance. That meant that when we did see each other, we tended to jump each others’ bones. A lot.*

This is the story of how those poor, underpaid hostel workers came to hate us.

What if… Jackie Showed Up After Graduation Pt. 5 [M/F/F] (Margaret & Janice)

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=== ***Chris*** ===

Janice changed her mind. She wanted an extra day.

I sent Eve a text saying I’d probably be late tomorrow, and that got her a little steamy, so I explained why and she understood, but she is still mad. She still wants her own action tomorrow night, and now I’m wondering if I can even deliver.

Well when I woke up next to Janice, the first thing I did was give her a good morning kiss. At first she looked at me weirdly, almost in shock, but then it finally registered to her who I am and what we did and she returned the kiss.

“I hadn’t slept like that in a long time,” she chuckled, “a really long time.”

“You were probably stressed out,” I said while gently brushing her cheeks, “sex can be quite relaxing and it releases dopamine and serotonin.”

“Do tell. I felt things I haven’t felt.”

Well, she cooked breakfast for me and we ate with smiles and laughter. She told me about her college days, dull as it is, and mostly the reason why she lived a sexless life until now.

My Yearly Checkup [Prostate] [Vanilla] [MF]

A few months ago 38 year old me came up with the great idea to finally do it: I made an appointment for a yearly checkup with my doctor. She was my doctor since forever. But we rarely ever met each other. The main reason for it is, that I am one of those, who only go to a doctor, or visit a hospital when my body really shows me he middle finger. When I am either bleeding out of some hole in my body or when I am so sick, that it was nothing but a near death experience and only professional care could fix me up again.

But not this time. It was out and about to get a preventive examination. So I called in my doctors office. Fortunately they remembered my name. They said that I am lucky, and that they had an open spot in about a week. I said yes, I have time. I cleared my schedule to make it to the appointment. And there I was, one week later, sitting in the waiting room, waiting for the nurse to call me in.

Sister’s Helping Hand – Chapter 01 – Sis Helps My Anxiety

I didn’t know why I felt this way.

But when I tried to hit on a girl, I freak out. My stomach tensed up into knots and my throat went dry and raspy. Every time, without fail, when I saw a girl I found attractive, it happens.

I’m 18, and I wouldn’t say I was particularly ugly. I wasn’t not a model or anything, but I get plenty of looks from girls around campus. I played a lot of sports and hoped to jump into uni on a football scholarship.

But that damn vee card… I knew it wasn’t a big deal. Most guys were still virgins at my age. Well, if you considered 12% of guys. I read that somewhere.

The problem was, all my mates were testosterone filled males. Every one of them were in their prime, shagging girls left, right and center. I loved playing footie, but sometimes the teasing from the lads could be infuriating.

I was about to leave college after the last class of the day finished.

I rounded the corner and bumped into a lock of long, blonde hair.

Lonely and horny right now

My tongue presses against the base of your shaft as my cheeks sink in, still holding you completely in my mouth. I turn my head side to side and grind my face into you. Your cock is surrounded by the tightness of my throat and you don’t feel me gagging.

I pull up just enough so you never leave my throat and push back down again, hard. I see your fingers gripping the sheets as I grind your organ into my needy throat. My mouth suctions you with just the right amount of pressure. I pull back up, all the way off and spit my spittle lewdly onto your cock several times.

My hand smears the silken spit lube on your shaft as I speak, “More?”

“Uh-huh” are the only words you can muster as you pant.

I pull my hand back and swallow you in one fluid gulp, straight down into my throat. I lift off my knees even more and arch my back so I can rock my face into you, digging your cock into my throat as far as it can possibly go. You feel my throat clenching your flesh as I start gagging. I open my mouth so you can hear the dirty, sloppy sounds that come from you being so far in my throat. My fingertips push into your taint, massaging your prostate with gentle pressure as my mouth comes up again, then back down just before you leave my throat.

Coming Back Home [Blow Job] [Anal] [MF]

I was gone for a long time. I left my hometown to attend college, then I drifted around the world for years. I worked in remote places, I explored the whole world. It was an awesome experience. It gave me lots of great memories. Stuff I like to look back until now. But it somehow got old, stale, over the years.

As time passed by I really began to miss my boring, lame ass home town. A small town in the middle of nowhere. I missed the smell of it. The people in it. And last but not least, my family. All of them. I hadn’t seen them in years. We only did some video chat, texting or some good old fashioned phone calls. It just was time to get back home again. Not only for a short visit, but for a longer stay.

After traveling two days dad picked me up at the airport. He was driving the same car like he did about ten years ago. Back then, 23 year old me headed out to explore the world. Dad drove me to the airport in the car we were siting in. And yes, I was 33 when I moved back home.

Kidnapping Chloe (intro) [MMMF] [nc] [bondage]

**This is my first draft, I’m open to all suggestions! Let me know if y’all would like a part 2!**

Chloe felt a tug on her arm. She sluggishly turned her head to the side as Mia motioned to get out of the crowded bar. Chloe followed, as Mia led through a dense cluster of people. Chloe’s head swam and she concentrated on walking in a straight line.

As Chloe stepped out into the brisk night air, she was trying to recount how many drinks she had that night when she was struck with a right hook to the side of her head. She landed hard on her back, ears ringing and vision starting to blur. The last thing Chloe saw was Mia drunkenly walking around the corner on the other side of the block, to drunk to pay any attention to what was happening to her friend right behind her. And just like that, everything went dark.