[M][M][T] How much is enough?

The part of this story that turns me on to this day is one that can only be fully embraced by knowing that before 2016, I was straight. I was straight, and titties, ass, and pussy were what filled my feed here on Reddit at that time.

I’ll keep this part short, so I’ll just quickly mention that I met a beautiful girl (Sofia) through work who I decided to ask out for a drink. She accepted and we were dating for 3 weeks with only hugs and kisses as the extent of our physical contact when we decided to take it further. I then learned that she was afraid to reveal that she was transgender. The rest of this story is for another post, but I’ll say that I really liked her as a person, and I was willing to try anything.

Julia was a (mtf) friend of Sofia’s that we often played with. That’s how I learned that Julia loved being bottom… when a “straight” guy wasn’t involved. When that happened, the naive boy was the perfect bottom to top.

[MF] I fucked my gf while her mom was home

So first time writing something like this. In college, I and my girlfriend lived 5 minutes from each other during summer but still with our parents. Out of nowhere one day, she sends me a text saying, “I’m home alone and I really need some of that big black cock.” I instantly hop in the car and drive over. I open the garage to see her waiting for me in some flowing booty shorts and a sexy crop top that squeezed against her beautiful tits, letting me see her hard nipples. I pulled up wearing some grey sweats with no underwear and a black tank that was tight enough that you could see my abs through the shirt. I stepped out of my car, making sure to make extra movement so she could watch my BBC swing around in my pants. She noticed because as I was walking up to her, the only thing she could look at was the huge bulge in my pants.

The Gender Swap [gay] [m4m] [sissy]

*********Okay, so yeah. I got this idea from a GIF I saw here on Reddit. I thought it was hot as fuck, and I immediately knew I wanted to write the story for it. So, here’s my attempt at that. And, so long as Reddit will let me, I’ll post the link to the original GIF in the comments section. Hope you all enjoy!**********

Las Vegas. The Hotel Cupid. 17th floor. Room 512. I lay in a bed that felt a little too comfortable. A little too luxurious. It felt like heaven.

I stirred, and my body felt strange, different somehow. Still groggy, not even sure why I was up at this hour, I swung my legs out from under the covers.

The neon lights of a nearby casino illuminated silky smooth skin, the sexiest, most feminine feet and toes…..

Alarmed, I peeled the covers back, allowing my gaze to slowly drift up my legs, past my men’s underwear, right up to my crotch. My significantly smaller crotch. Where the hell was my dick?!

I pulled the fabric aside. I had a god damn pussy! Completely absent of hair, my pussy lips looked plump but tight, inviting….

Traveling Trucker Whores: a short story ;-)

“Ugh, what the fuck,” Jaimi cursed, as she ran a small black comb through the dried jizz that matted her hair. She had just finished with one of her regulars – the one who was notorious for pulling out and cumming on her face (and inevitably in her hair) whether she wanted him to or not.

“Mother fucker,” she blurted, as the door to the otherwise empty bathroom flung open. In walked a stocky young woman in a tight yellow dress.

“Well, aren’t you a looker,” said the woman. Jaimi threw her comb into the sink and turned around.

“Excuse me?” She asked.

“You’re pretty,” answered the woman. “I like your hair. I wish mine flowed like yours.” It’s true, Jaimi did have long golden locks. Even matted, her hair looked much healthier than the woman’s poorly colored pixie cut. “My name is Wrigley. Do you need help?”

“Wrigley? What kind of name is that?” Jaimi quizzed.

“My parents wanted a dog,” the woman responded. “Do you want some help or not?” Without a word, Jaimi picked the comb up out of sink and handed it to Wrigley, who immediately started brushing. “So, what are you doing in a rest area bathroom with jizz in your hair?”

Got a [handjob] from my mom’s friend [mF]

The plan was, I would go to my mom’s friend Cassandra Mills’ house Saturday morning. Just like every Saturday morning, her husband Tom would escort their three kids to all their usual meets and matches and sports leagues. While he was out, Mrs Mills and I would take advantage of her being home alone in order to prep their backyard for a surprise birthday party for Tom’s 40th.

Or at least, that had been the plan she’d told me about. I never expected it when she… but, well, I should start at the beginning.

A week back, I walked into my kitchen to grab a snack when I overheard a conversation.

My mom leaned against the kitchen island while her friend Cassandra Mills sat on a stool opposite. Mrs Mills was saying, “…how hard it is to find a good babysitter. You know how it is with young kids. Never a moment to yourself. That was Tom and my first quiet evening since… I don’t know how long.” She laughed.

My mother laughed along with her. “Well Belle’s always available if you need another night away.” Belle’s my sister, not that that matters. “She’s happy for the money, saving up for this summer camp she wants to do.”

A stranger [M] fingered me [F28] on the dancefloor, but I ended up going home with a 19y/o [FM]

It was 2015, and I was still living in Barcelona. One night, I went out with my best friend there and a friend of hers, who was a nice and fun guy to be around. We had been drinking in some bars around Las Ramblas and our last stop was a club also located there. It was around 2am, and by that time, we were all tipsy, dancing and having a great time. We were on the main dancefloor, dancing with a bunch of people around us, we could barely move at all.

I noticed a guy that was dancing in front of me; he kept looking at me, almost staring at me. He came closer and started dancing with me, so close that his lips almost touched mine… I felt his hands on my waist, following the music, following the rhythm of my body. He turned around and was now behind me, still dancing with me. I felt his bulge pressing against my ass, his breath on my neck, next to my ear. I was so turned on by him… He was a bit taller than me, black straight hair around his shoulders, full lips, big arms, and his skin was like a light cinnamon. I was wearing a pair of tight black jeans, a blouse, and a jacket.

My first time [feet]

The year I turned 19, I spent the summer living in my parents’ spare room. Our neighbour across the street was Kay, a woman in her mid 30’s with a petite, athletic body and long, brown hair. Obviously, as a 19-year-old sex god, I was too cool to notice how attractive she was – I hardly ever got up early to watch her go for her morning run, gawking at the swell of her taut breasts and mouthwatering sway of her firm butt in their tight lycra. I certainly wouldn’t wait for forty-five minutes for her to come home again, skin glistening, ponytail swishing, discreet triangles of sweat gathering at her cleavage and buttocks…

I was alone in the house one warm day when, unexpectedly, she came and knocked on the door. Answering, I found her in cutoff shorts and a faded red bikini top, showing a lot more skin that I’m used to seeing that early in the morning. She asked me if I could come and help her move a couch, which, as a good neighbour, I immediately agreed to do, in a smooth and urbane way – I barely drooled at all. I have to admit that I was oogling a little as I followed her across the road.

Landlord Confessions: Geeky student sucks my cock to complete freshers week challenge [MF]

The usual boring background bit first: I’m a landlord who owns multiple properties all rented out as student accommodation for the local university. And it’s the fucking best. I have to deal with a lot of shit but on the bright side I’m a 37 year old guy who gets to spend his days surrounded by young hot students who are often grateful when I help fix their problems…

Hannah was a typical 18 year old geek. Long haired brunette, glasses, incredibly skinny. Cute, but not likely to be a first pick. I don’t usually get many first years staying in my properties as they usually go straight into the University halls, but her parents were insistent that she get right to ‘normal’ life rather than just university living. She was shy and quiet and her parents quietly asked me if I would initially check in on her to make sure she was okay. I told them sure.

It was the fourth day of freshers week when I finally found the time (and remembered!) to swing by to see how she was doing. Freshers week is a wild time with students basically using it as an excuse to get drunker than ever before and to fuck as many people as they can to get them warmed up for student life, so I went round early evening so I wouldn’t interrupt any plans.

The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 29

Bruce opens the bedroom door and Anna asks nervously, “Who did you send? I don’t want them to get hurt…”

“We just call him Grizzly. He briefly played defensive tackle for the Titans. I think he’ll be just fine,” Bruce replies with a chuckle.

Anna nods at the description of Grizzly and feels herself relax.

“Let’s not worry about that right now. Right now, I want to make you breakfast.” Bruce says with a grin. For once in his life, he actually wants to cook breakfast for a woman who has stayed the night. Even though Anna is moving in, he can’t help but feel extremely happy that he can share his life with someone. He extends his hand, waiting for her to come along.

“I’m a pretty good cook myself sir… I guess we will have fun cooking together sometimes huh?” Anna says as she takes his hand. Merle and Gus bound after them as they walk out of the room into the hallway, happy that they are finally awake and moving around.

Bruce leads her down the stairs, down the hall, and into the kitchen. Anna’s eyes go wide.

I’ve written a short story for a commission which some of you might enjoy. It is 3500 words long and focuses on feet, gentle femdom, sentient clothing and some face sitting. Have fun~

[https://docs.google.com/document/d/12aTU-K3NkoYx9dEBd61narFYZry_u7uto-ODPOU4bw4/edit?usp=sharing](https://docs.google.com/document/d/12aTU-K3NkoYx9dEBd61narFYZry_u7uto-ODPOU4bw4/edit?usp=sharing) (There are pics on this link for those who want them)

It is 2:38 AM.

Ethan parks his old, shoddy car outside a small house in the suburbs.

Times have been rough for him. He got fired from his job after a weed incident, and with the financial trouble that followed, his girlfriend left him.

He did his best to save up, to make ends meet, but as he was reaching the third and final deadline to pay his rent, he had no choice but to resort to crime.

Ethan is not an intimidating man, nor is he strong. He would not dare rob people at gunpoint. His best option seems to be burglary.

And so, with a balaclava over his head and a backpack around his shoulder, he hops out of the car and approaches his target, the small, dimly lit house in front of him.

This is his first hit, and so he chose to go for something modest, with little security. From what information he managed to gather from the scouting operation he conducted yesterday, a college girl lives here all on her own, and tonight she’s out for a party.