Foreign Exchange – Part 6.1 (M/f, f/f/f/f)

Alex-13
“Ok, I got your alcohol, what’s the information that was worth me risking Navy jail?”

“All of my friends are sluts.” Allison responds. She seems out of breath and her clothes are different from when I left.

“That’s not new information, everyone knows that. I’m actually surprised you don’t have the same reputation just from hanging out with them. Shit, Kylie fucked Nick and Anthony in the same weekend if I remember right.” I’m getting pretty pissed about this, my plans got ruined and I feel like I just got conned into supplying booze for a party that’s going to make my night in even worse.

“No dumbass, I’m telling to that I’m bringing three cute sluts into this house tonight and thanks to you they’re not going to be making smart decisions.”

“Why didn’t you say that then?” And still, you promised information. I already knew that so maybe I’ll just keep what I bought and then when your party sucks I can swoop in and take my pick.”

Amnesia Was The Best Thing To Happen To My GF [M/F] Part 15-2

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*** ***Bella*** ***

Raissa invited me to a party she’s throwing this weekend. I’ve been depressed and lonely. Alana, Laura and Raissa had been trying to coax me out of the apartment, trying to get me to go out with them to have fun.

But they don’t understand. I feel like I’ve lost a very important part of me, and it’s all because of a stupid mistake. All because I got jealous and I let my emotions get the better of me. For fucks sake, I kept replaying that day in my head and I just feel so god awful that I’ve even contemplated doing something drastic just to make the pain go away.

I wanted to see him. I wanted to feel his touch on my skin again. But we’ve broken up, and the day Victor and his friends took his stuff out from our apartment really hammered in that fact. Every night I cried, just hoping to hear his voice flowing into my ears.

Finally, I agreed to go to Raissa’s party. It’s fun, I think it’s fun but I’m really not in the mood for this. So I snuck away into one of their guest bedroom and stared out the window and into the stars dotting the beautiful night sky.

🔞 – NSFW – Becca – [FM]

I’m loving the idea of biting my lower lip and looking you in the eye…

You’ll see me on the loveseat, one of my bra straps falling off my shoulder… my tits barely staying inside my black lace bra.

Walk over to me and trace your thumb over my lips… and I gently suck on it. You tell me that I’ve been a good girl getting ready for you.

Trace your finger across my face, down my neck, across my décolletage… you see that my nipples get hard through the lace.

Watch my thighs rubbing together, but you tell me to stop because only you can play with my clit … I’ll squirm and complain but you get close to my face, turn and whisper in my ear that only good girls get to be fucked hard… if I want your cum, I need to earn it like the slutty little whore you want me to be.

No excuses because I know what you like and you’ve had a hard day… there’s no explaining tonight. My job is to completely pleasure you and help you decompress.

Emma under the registers [MF]

When I was younger I worked a few different retail jobs. I worked at a big brand store, then a clothing shop, then s bookstore and finally at an art supply shop. This last job was great, with decent pay, a good staff discount and very little pressure.

It opened early and closed late, and the customers were always interesting (and flirtatious). Most of the time I was on the shop by myself but there was usually a few hours where my shift would overlap with a co-worker. Most of them were decent enough but I had a soft spot for one, let’s call her Emma. Emma was an art student and a lot of fun to be around. She was quite short, with long brunette hair and big breasts that she was never afraid of showing off.

She’d often work in the shop without a bra, something which definitely attracted customers and I had no complaints about. She was still with her high school sweetheart and this was her first job, I was about 6 years older than her at the time, and she’d occasionally make comments about it: particularly about how she’d always found older men attractive.

[MM] My first experience with another guy

I had just broken up with my gf about a week before this. I know, a lot of stories start this way. I think I’d always known I was bi. I remember playing with another boys dick when I was really young and it always stuck with me. I had to try it for real now.

I set up an ad on some website that was popular in the early 00s and waited. And waited. And waited. No responses. It was a paid site so that’s no surprise. Then I started browsing ads that were on there and found one that stuck out. Someone, like me, recently single and inexperienced with guys. So I bought some credits and sent a message. Luckily I got a response pretty quickly. He was around my age, early 20s. We chatted for a couple nights about what we wanted to try, our reasons for doing it, and what we expected after. It was to be a one time thing since neither of us knew if we’d enjoy it or not. He didn’t live far away, it was almost on my way home from work. We set up a date and time about 2 days in advance. I was alternating from excited to nervously anxious the whole time. On the day of our meeting I spent my shift in a bit of a haze.

She took advice from her friend and decided to come my way [MF]

This takes place immediately after my previous story. For those who didn’t read it, it takes place my freshman year of college. I was 19 years old at the time and it was towards the end of April 2019.

So we begin:

“Oh my god you weren’t with one of my residents were you?” Emily asked.

“Surprisingly not.” I told her.

Confused, she asked, “Then why are you up here?”

“I was actually with Lauren.” I told her.

Her eyes widened and she seemed surprised. “I had no idea you two were talking.” she said.

“Well we weren’t until last night.” I said trying not to smile.

“Oh!” she said with even more surprise. “It happens that quickly for you huh?” she asked.

“Sometimes I guess.” I shrugged. There was a bit of awkward silence before I cut in with, “I’m gonna go to my room now.” We said our goodbyes and I went back downstairs to my room.

A couple hours later I was in the study lounge on my floor talking with a couple of my buddies when all of a sudden Emily and Zoe came running down the hallway laughing. We took notice of it and went to investigate. They then came walking back towards us trying to quell their laughter.

Riding Alpha [M/F]

Work was busy for us both. The holidays are approaching, people are still anxious about illness, the weather is changing, all making for crappy days. Home is our refuge. Our den. Our safe place. I miss Alpha while I am working, and watching him while we ate, the way his mouth moves when he talks, the way he licks his lips, the way he looks at me with his piercing blue eyes, keeps me spellbound and always longing for him. We finish eating and Alpha heads to the bedroom to relax a bit while I hop in the shower, washing the day away.

I get out of the shower, wrap my towel around me, and head into our room. I lay on the bed next to Alpha, pump some lotion into my hands, and start applying it up and down my arms and legs. I ask Alpha if he can help me with my back. He spreads his legs and I crawl in between them, pulling my long hair to the side, exposing my bare back to him. He applies some lotion, rubbing it in deep, massaging my achy back.

She [F]ucked [M]e

For those of you who clicked on my story looking for a tale of a woman using a strap-on with a man, I’m sorry to disappoint you because this isn’t that. This is the story of myself and a woman who embodies what Bill Shakespeare had in mind with he wrote the words “Though she be but little, she is fierce!”

With the days of the lockdown in wane it’s finally time to get out and experience the world again. More importantly, it’s time to go and get laid. Never having been one for dating apps it’s been a pretty dry year for yours truly and I was more than happy to go bar hopping with a group of long-time friends when everyone was free a few weeks back.

A little about myself: I’m 31 years old, I’m 6’1 and weight about 220 lbs. at the moment. I was pretty big into CrossFit in the early 2010’s and though I don’t go to a CrossFit gym anymore I’ve managed to maintain my physique and once lockdown began I made sure that I didn’t gain the dreaded COVID- 19lbs. I have some equipment at my place and have been able to not only maintain a solid level of fitness, I’m probably in better shape now than I’ve ever been. The t-shirt I threw on, on top of my jeans was fitting me ever so nicely. With my dirty blonde hair, light beard, and icy blue eyes I was ready to get back out there.

The Real World Printout (nsfw, mw, requested Mdom/Fsub fantasy, written by request)

It’s been, hell, a good while now since I’ve met Liza in a chat room forum. Couldn’t begin to recall how the situation took place exactly, but that’s neither here nor there. It started quite casually when the topic of my artwork got brought up between the two of us. Don’t get too excited, it’s nothing fancy and I am far from famous for the works I do, but she and I certainly started there. For the first few days it was all about the business aspect. “Hey I like this, can you create that”, pretty standard stuff. Through giving my updates on her commissioned works our conversations got more frequent and started to include other-than-business types of topics. A little time passed and I found that our conversations were totally personal and happening rather frequently, business talks did not even appear as a blip on the radar. Before I knew it, we were talking about each other’s lives, trading pictures, thinking about one another and communicating all the time. Before I go off on the tangents I am so famous for, let me tell you about Liza.

A Little Bit of a Lot (nsfw, MF, requested rape fantasy, written by request, fiction)

The Florida heat was raging ever onward and the summer was turning out to be one of the best Liza could have ever hoped to have. Though she had only been in America for a little over a month by this time, this was Liza’s first ever trip and her itinerary barely allowed the time to sleep. For her first few weeks in this wonderful new place, Liza spent traveling the country seeing all that there was to see before her work exchange started up as her final destination was central Florida, in all of its glory. Not lacking in the least of things to see for a tourist, Liza had landed herself the opportunity of a lifetime in a work exchange program in sunny Florida. This year she would travel to the United States, live and work with her host family and the following year, their daughter, about the same age, would travel to India and live with Liza’s family where she too would work in the program. For the ripe age of 18, Liza was smart and adventurous beyond her years. She was already well into her medical degree when the opportunity arose to take a summer off from her studies and work as an apprentice at the very job she would be offered upon the completion of her degree, provided she would move completely to the U.S. of course.