Foreign Exchange – Part 11

Allison – 58

“Got anything left for me?” The words sound like someone else is taking through me. Why do they have to sound so corny though?

Alex doesn’t seem to mind the cliche. A strong arm wraps around my neck, slipping under my shoulders and stopping at my waist. then suddenly I’m lifted, rolling on top of him and my pussy rubs against his sculpted abs. I can feel his cock against my back, nestled between my cheeks and reaching up to touch my shoulder blade.

His powerful hands knead my breasts fiercely. It’s right at the edge of being painful but I don’t want it to stop. I lower my chest and kiss him. I can taste Ingrid’s juices on his lips and it only adds to the simulation. Her familiar taste on his new form. I want that cock inside me now, to feel what Ingrid felt. I’ve never had a real cock before but that’s about to change.

I sit up and raise my hips off of his stomach as I reach back and grab the monster that’s been dancing along my spine. “Go slow at first, I want to remember this.”

I finally got to taste my college professor [F]

I have a huge Prof kink. I love the power dynamic difference, and have always loved the idea of a man with power over me using me for sex. Up until recently I have not acted on my kink irl, but last Friday I finally did.

I had a one on one scheduled with this particular professor to talk about my career options post college he’s not a guidance counselor but he has always said he is willing to talk with students about finding jobs post college, and he’s hot so I took him up on it lol.

Since the pandemic I have not been sleeping around because I don’t want to risk spreading anything around, which is probably why I was horny enough to straight up as him if I could suck his cock.

I was terrified when that question left my mouth lol. But lucky me after convincing him it wasn’t stupid joke he willingly cum in my throat. I wish he was rougher and was more degrading but I still got so wet from tasting his cock. We did not fuck. After he came I pretty much left immediately and we have not talked since. If he asks to use me again I’ll say yes in a heartbeat.

Sophie’s Secrets #1 – Their wedding is right around the corner. Can they wait? (grinding, kissing, foreplay, no sex)

Warning: Sophie’s story is a little darker than my other work. There is mention of past sexual assault, rape, and abuse. It is not graphically or explicitly written out, but it may be triggering to some readers.

**1. Prologue**

*Sophie*

I have a problem. Sometimes, I can’t talk.

It’s extremely inconvenient. It’s a form of dissociation; at least, that’s what my therapist says. She said it’s called “Disembodiment dissociation,” or something like that. I feel like my lips are just gone, like that scary episode of Doctor Who where the people’s faces disappeared and all that was there was skin? Yeah, it’s like that. I find myself reaching up and touching my lips to reassure myself that they’re there.

And I feel like my mouth is full of sand. And marshmallows. Marshmallow sand. It’s nasty. And I can’t talk with nasty sand in my mouth.

It’s like the words are right there but I can’t get them out. They get stuck.

So I write.

It became a coping mechanism a long time ago, and I’ve gotten better about it… way better! I’m super proud of myself. So is Mark. And I love it when Mark is proud of me.

Sophie’s Secrets #1 – Their wedding is right around the corner. Can they wait? (grinding, kissing, foreplay, no sex)

Warning: Sophie’s story is a little darker than my other work. There is mention of past sexual assault, rape, and abuse. It is not graphically or explicitly written out, but it may be triggering to some readers.

**1. Prologue**

*Sophie*

I have a problem. Sometimes, I can’t talk.

It’s extremely inconvenient. It’s a form of dissociation; at least, that’s what my therapist says. She said it’s called “Disembodiment dissociation,” or something like that. I feel like my lips are just gone, like that scary episode of Doctor Who where the people’s faces disappeared and all that was there was skin? Yeah, it’s like that. I find myself reaching up and touching my lips to reassure myself that they’re there.

And I feel like my mouth is full of sand. And marshmallows. Marshmallow sand. It’s nasty. And I can’t talk with nasty sand in my mouth.

It’s like the words are right there but I can’t get them out. They get stuck.

So I write.

It became a coping mechanism a long time ago, and I’ve gotten better about it… way better! I’m super proud of myself. So is Mark. And I love it when Mark is proud of me.

[Str8] fwb

A few weeks ago I matched with this girl on bumble, cute petite mexican, which is incredibly rare so I won the lottery lol, we message abit, things got sexual and pics got swapped, she loved what she saw. We talked about what we like sexually, and she tells me she likes to be a sub [Fsub] and I tell her I love to be a dom, so we were a perfect match, we arrange to meet up at my place. A few days later she comes to my student accommodation, and we start kissing, less than a minute in, we get each other undressed, she unbuckles my belt, and she pushes her hand down my pants, she whips out my semi hard cock, gets on her knees and kisses the side of my cock, kissing her way down the fat shaft of my cock to my hips, she kisses her way back to the tip, and pushes my fat hard cock down her throat, wrapping her lips around it, slobbering all over my cock, she places one of her hands on my ass to keep me still while she slobbers on my cock and balls. Ten minutes of sucking and I tell her to get on the bed on her back, she takes off her jeans and pants, I get on top of her, I planned to kiss her neck, and with each kiss I move down her body till I get to her clit, but, my hard cock accidentally goes straight into her pussy as I got on top of her, she moans as it goes in, thinking with my cock I decided I should do this instead, so I thrust my cock in and out of her slippery wet pussy, she moans as it grips my cock every sliding out, I thrust harder and harder, she moans and holds me closer, digging her nails into my back, I fucked her tight wet pussy for thirty minutes until I busted my nut inside her, we waited for 3 minutes as we caught our breathes, she says to me “Dont worry you wont get me pregnant” thank god she said that, because this pussy needed my cum in it. We have fucked every week so far, and I continue to do so for many months to come.

The Balcony [MF]

A couple of years ago me and my ex-girlfriend went on holiday together to Turkey. We had a room with a beautiful view over the Bodrum Harbour. We had a week-long vacation and used it to relax and do some sightseeing. On our first evening we were having some drinks and discussing what we would be doing the next couple of days. My ex was sitting in a summer dress, her figure came out beautifully in her outfit. The only thing I could think of was how lucky I was to go on vacation with a hot girl like this. 

My ex ordered a bottle of red wine for us, I’m not the biggest red wine lover myself but red wine always brought out the horny side of my ex. The waiter came and brought us two glasses and the bottle, and poured us a drink. My ex and I both grabbed our drink and made a toast to our holiday and to each other. 

[F] – my birthday after party surprise – Part 1

I am a married mom who’s also a bisexual escort. Few years ago, my hubby and I were expanding our sexual experiences as we always did. It was my birthday party so he decided to plan something ‘special’. Definitely it was special but not that I’ve expected.

We had a normal birthday party as usual. After the party was over, we headed back home where i expected to have some naughty fun between both of us. As part of the role play, he tied me in missionary position with my legs spread wide open and tied to my hands. He then sat a fucking machine to slowly fuck my ass as he sat on my face to suck his balls then fucked my throat and used it as a lube to fuck me rough as usual. When he was about to cum, he quickly pulled out and came above my head to cum in my eyes. Until then, things were expected but then the usual thing was to un tie me so I can clean my eyes because it hurts. But I asked him to untie me and he said ‘sorry, not today’

Naughty Halloween: part 2

I love it when people see me naked. I love it when they touch me. And most of all, I love the feel of helplessness, letting them do unspeakable things to me. I was so happy after the first party, I was waiting and guessing what the next one would be like. Daddy had made sure I can enjoy every which way I want, and I knew daddy wouldn’t disappoint me this time.

In the afternoon, daddy handed me a medium sized package, and it felt like there was some garments inside. I know daddy, he couldn’t and definitely wouldn’t have me all covered for a party. There also was a box along with it. I opened the box first. There was a piece of rope, a pair of black 7″ heels, and vampire dentures. Ohh so I was to be a vampire!

I opened the package, out came a long black Cape. That’s it. Just a cape. I looked at Daddy. “What are you coming as daddy?” I asked. “You are my pet vampire and I will be the vampire slayer!” Ok! I set my hair and make up right. Put on the dentures and heels. I was completely naked and when I tied the Cape at my neck, it covered my rear, but in the front, it was all open to view. I still didn’t know where the rope would go.

The Tomb of Tum Hora

Hello again. Since it is Halloween, I wanted to write a Halloween theme story. I have to apologies because the theme I was going for was mummy based, but it soon became less Haloween-esq and more historical-fantasy.

Still, I hope you enjoy!

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In my dreams I travel through time,

The sands whisper to me,

The black pyramid calls,

Tum Hora

Queen Asra stands at the precipice of the Sahara desert, the resting place of her ancestral kin. The home of the pharaohs of old. Here she traveled under the cover of the stars, dressed in traveling attire as she prepared to traverse the Egyptian desert alone. Her advisors protested such recklessness, but the sands beckoned her and like her mother before her, and her mother before her, she had to answer.

The top 3 girls I fucked and why [MF]

I’m black and have enough size to be labeled a BBC. I have a thing for white girls. Last night I was discussing this with a few friends about the best girls we fucked and why so I thought I would share it on Reddit too.

Number 1: No contest here. Petite 5′ 100 lb mid 20s girl I met through a friend. We (me and a couple friends) had some wild fun with her while she was in college and then after that we were fuck buddies during Covid 2020.

Girl next door cuteness and she worked hard to please. Tight pussy and eager blow job skills. Upscale rich family background but no chip on her shoulder about it. Her desire to please was second to none and it didn’t hurt that when I visited her, she got me free hotel rooms where I’d eat her pussy and get balls deep and plant my seed every visit. 5.0 rating. No such thing as a perfect fuck buddy but she was close. It is also nice to hear her Reddit stories about me or others online.