Tag: Straight

[FM] Fucking My Cousin’s Cousin

So. This technically isn’t incest, and I’ll preface with my cousin (F) and I are related as our mothers are sisters. The guy I fucked (I’ll call Will) is cousins with F through his father and Will’s mother. Only related through my cousin on separate sides of a (divorced) marriage. But, it sounds and feels kinky and taboo nonetheless.

This spring, right after college graduation, I attended my cousin and his stunning wife’s wedding in the land of the Sun, Florida. I had just begun a new (short-lived) relationship with a friend from school, but it was still an open relationship. This was my first wedding since Covid had begun and everyone was vaccinated and ready to celebrate. My entire family was together for the first time in a while and it was the first time I was old enough at a big event like this to drink and make my own decisions. I know, I sound lame, but the last celebration was my high school graduation and that was not a fun time. Read more »

Friend mother/ Erotic series Part 1

This real life experience happened to me three years ago. At that time I had just started working in a shoe-making factory in Tamilnadu, as an accountant. I was twenty-four, unmarried, and had no experience in matters of sex, whatsoever. I mean, I used to think about having sex and I used to masturbate. But I had never had any real experience with a woman. For one thing, I was shy. Another, I abhorred the very thought of having sex with a prostitute. But sexual desire in me was there in plenty. I was masturbating almost every night, and I was also wondering if that was affecting my health adversely.

I was a friendly guy at my workplace. Everyone liked me because I had a good sense of humor. I was from Kerala and I was not able to speak Tamil well. But I was picking up fast. There was one other malayalee in our company, a boy of nineteen named Shiju. He ran errands and did odd jobs. He was of a poor background. He was not a talkative person. And, even though we belonged to the same state, we were not friends in the real sense. We knew each other, that’s all. From my side, I had never let him feel that I was keeping a distance from him because of our positions, me an accountant and him a mere labourer in the factory. The fact was that he was not friendly with anyone. He was an aloof sort of creature. Read more »

Aly and Uncle Toby (Pt 2)

Hi! Me again!

Thank you so much for all the amazing feedback and comments on my first ever story: Aly and Uncle Toby. I was nervous when I posted it, but you’ve given me the confidence to post the next part!

I think Part Two is the quickest I’ve ever written a story! I was up half the night typing it out, because I hate disappointing people.

Here’s Aly and Uncle Toby, Part Two….

Aly spent the rest of that evening flipping and flopping between being so horny that she felt crazy with it, and being so nervous that she was on the brink of crying several times. 

What had she done?!

Now Uncle Toby knew what type of girl she was, and what type of thoughts she had. Those were meant to be secret thoughts that no one who knew her would ever know, and yet she had gone and basically laid it all out for the one person who really shouldn’t have ever known. 

Still though, she thought about that little twitch she had seen in his trousers, and they way he had so smoothly muted the volume on her laptop before opening the video while her mum was sitting right there in the same room.  Read more »

Two hour fuck and ass play marathon with cute Jewish girl next door Chaya, 26 [MF]

Chaya was sitting next to the Christmas tree in the lobby, her legs crossed, reading a book when I arrived. In her long sleeve black knit dress, black stockings, and ankle boots she could have been on her way to shul later. She stood to greet me with a warm hug, her curly brown hair bouncing over her shoulders, and we went upstairs. As she bent over to set her bag down, I caught a glimpse of the tops of her stockings around her thighs. Those thigh highs were decidedly not for a house of worship – I felt my dick start to harden in my pants at the naughty secret I was now party to.

I opened a half bottle of champagne I had grabbed earlier that day and poured us each a glass.

“L’chaim,” she said in cheers as we took a sip, and the meaning of her name – ‘Life’ – dawned on me at that moment.

“Lovely,” I said out loud, referring in equal parts to the dry and bready wine bubbling in my glass, the beautiful woman sitting close to me, and her beautiful name. Read more »

Earning my way out

She stood across from me in the ring at the local gym, her fire red hair tied in a pony tail, pink sports bra struggling to hold in her breasts, midriff exposed showing off her pale skinned six pack with black booty shorts and red boxing gloves. She flexed showing off her hard earned muscles trying to intimidate me. My mistress, Andrea.

I had been Andreas faithful Sub for a year and a half and in that time she helped me find myself. I was lost in my sexuality, unsure of what I wanted or needed but she knew. Andrea guided, me showing me her ways helping me understand myself and my desires. She was a great Dom, viscous but caring, but it was time, I wanted but she said I had to earn it.

Now here I was, standing across from my Mistress, full of trepidation about to fight her for my freedom. I took a deep breath and pulled my black gloves up to my bare chest and stepped towards her. She met me in the middle of the ring with her head low behind her gloves and a wide stance. I looked down at her when we met, standing over her I have eight inches of height on her with long arms. I was in good shape from my years of athletics and I am no doubt stronger despite her physique. Read more »

Birthday Blowies and a Meal with a Milf – Part 1

I had a lot of fun with the last story I wrote so I decided to play around a bit with something a little nostalgic for me. I hope you like it, and let me know what you think in the comments. Oh, and heads up, it’s a long one. Enjoy!

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“My favorite is strawberry, what’s yours?” Piper loved to play the “*What’s your favorite…”* game. She had an innocent side to her, even if she did like to pretend she was a bad girl.

“My favorite pie is cherry.” I gave her a bit of a smirk and she shook her head. I think she got it.

Piper was 18 when she graduated high school and I was a year older than her. We had been dating for about 9 months and it was nearing the end of summer before she went off to college. It was my birthday, and we sat at the picnic table sipping on wine coolers we stole from her mom’s refrigerator. The warm summer breeze was blowing strands of her shoulder length, honey brown hair in her face, and clinging to the condensation rolling down her bottled piña colada. Read more »

[F/F] Husband’s Christmas Gift (Part 3)

When I got home, I walked straight upstairs, started a bath, and laid in the tub for over an hour recapping what I had just been through.

Mark was downstairs cooking and came to check on me a couple times and I was lucky to get out the couple words I said to him. I had so many thoughts and feeling rushing through my brain, my heart, and my body. My legs were still weak from everything Mary had done for me. My mind couldn’t stop thinking about how crazy this was and what Mark would think of me or if I should even tell him. My heart knew that waiting the 22 hours for my next massage was too long.

I finally came downstairs and had dinner with Mark. We talked about our day, and he asked me how the massage was. I told him that it was different than what I expected but nice and that I would be back tomorrow to try and get in the right headspace for our upcoming vacation. After dinner we watched a little tv and went upstairs to bed. As soon as my head hit the pillow, everything I had gone through in the past few hours flew out of my mind and my body finally had a moment to catch up with everything and I was asleep within 30 seconds. Read more »

40 MILF took me 22 home for the night [MF]

I had befriended this woman through my Dad. We had gone yo a concert and he straight up wing maned me into getting her number. The next day she was embarrassed and said she was drunk I said it was fine that we had only exchanged numbers and that she seemed super fun and I had a blast talking with her the night before. We texted back and forth for a couple of days and we decided to meet up for drinks.

We meet up at the bar order our drinks and start talking. It wasn’t long before we got a lot closer to each other, running our hands over each other’s thighs. I went for it and kissed her. She was hungry for it and we started making out there in the bar. We stopped paid for our drinks and she invited me over to her place. There was no way I was saying no. She was fucking hot. Tall curvy latina woman with big tits. Everything about her just screamed sex appeal and MILF. Read more »

Helluva Rebound

Getting dumped sucks. Getting dumped in a small, Midwestern town, sucks significantly more. Its quite easy to run short on options to bounce back.

Heres my true story that hits rebounds harder than Rodman in the playoffs….

Mid July in the midwest, weather looks pretty, but burns your face, corn, and every hick town has a festival. This weekend was ours. I was looking forward to having an excuse for being shit-faced. Since my break up, id spent 6 weeks finding out what my liver was really made of, and people were starting to talk…

Though it was a special weekend at the Purple Plow (where the festival was centered), us regulars were already in our assigned bar stools by mid afternoon. A few people fluttered in and out while the band was warming up under a small circus tent, but the crowd didn’t get heavy until about 5 o’clock. The side door screeched open (as nobody ever uses that way), and in they came. All wearing black tops and denim. Made up just a little on the trashy side of life….. 9 ladies celebrating a very pregnant bride-to-be and her upcoming nuptials….. Read more »

My (30m) moaning female neighbor (f42) and the power of sound [MF]

So, this is my first post in this sub and I hope you appreciate it. I’m Swedish so don’t jump me if the English isn’t perfect. This is a true story from this year.

Just for backstory, I’m Vincent, your average 30 year old, 5’10 normal built body with a rather thick 8 inch dick. Earlier this year I moved into a new apartment building in a more upper-class part of the city without it being showboaty in any way. It’s a friendly building, everyone helps eachother in a neighborly fashion, greet eachother in the lobby and elevator. Mainly young couples and families, and me – a 30 year old living alone.

Anyway, needless to say I’m a rather active sexual person who is single and not uncommon to have multiple partners in my bed on a weekly basis. The neighbors have hinted on the volume and moans coming from my bedroom at more than one occasion. The walls are not thin, but it’s an apartment building so noise make its way through them. Read more »