Tag: Straight

The Professional Woman: Part Two (Two of Two) [MF] [Straight Sex] [Busty]

The weekend passed quickly. Mark had movers come to get most of his belongings. As I walked through the house Monday morning, it was a shell of what it used to be. The couch was the only thing in the living room. The kitchen was bare because most of the cooking utensils belonged to him. I found it strange that he had done most of the cooking in the house.

I smiled as I looked at the Keurig coffee maker. It was one of the only things in the kitchen that I had bought.

I sat at the table and smiled. I was free. Apart from the long conversation with Mark’s mother about her ring, everything else had gone smoothly.

Agatha screamed and yelled at me for what seemed like hours. I don’t think there was a single curse word that she hadn’t used. Then she said she hoped I died a long and agonizing death then hung up. All in all, I think it went well.

“Hi, Steven,” I said as I passed the security guard at the entrance to the building.

“Stephanie,” he bowed. “We are with you,” he whispered as I got close to him. Read more »

The Professional Woman: Part Two (One of Two) [MF] [Busty] [Straight Sex]

I sat in my chair as the waiters brought out our plates before us. The appetizers were magnificent. Even though Mark had brought me here under false pretences, I was in complete awe. Then the talking began, and I wanted to throw up all the contents of my stomach.

Mr Crawford or Edward Crawford was doing all the talking, and as usual, all the men around him just nodded their heads or kept repeating what he said, no matter how disgusting or stupid he sounded. It was sickening to watch grown men act like scolded children. Edward was a battle-axe, old, stuck in his ways and never apologized even when he was wrong.

Mark was another one of his “yes men”, as I called the cowards that hung on every word Edward spewed from his mouth. Some people had called Edward a silver fox because of his silver hair. His looks reminded me of the actor Sean Connery. In the few times I have met him, he never said my name, constantly calling me by married name.

“Do you want more?” the waiter asked as he held a bottle of wine.

“Yes,” I nodded. Read more »

Ch. 1: My nymph, Emily. [MF] [Exhibitionist] [Older/Younger]

The way the shadows played over her skin only made her look more gentle, more innocent. I loved the way she looked at me, her eyes looking at my pleadingly. She knew how to play the part, the sweet girl who’s never done anything like this, but the thin veil of a disguise didn’t deceive me, I knew she liked being subdued, after all, we’ve been at this for months. It wasn’t new to have her tied down to an ottoman, her ample cleavage squeezing over the edge, her hands tied back behind her.

It was a surprise when I met her, just some random hook up from an app, “19 year old [F] [straight], seeks strong, older man [25-35]” Just an innocent girl looking for a more mature partner that would treat her with more appreciation and care. Of course, trying to find a man on a local sex matching app doesn’t bring many savory types — I just happened to be surfing after a dry spell and I guess a dumb quick attempt at humor, “are you sure you’re old enough to be on here?” and willingness to meet publicly allured her to me. Read more »

The Aphrodite Virus Book 1: Part 1 Infection

Greg was in and out of the hospital all the time, he had a tricky heart that gave out on him a few years ago. Ever since he had been on a regimen of blood thinners and blood pressure medication. He had to go get his INR checked every two weeks, it was usually an in and out visit that lasted no more than twenty minutes but today was different.

The E.R. was flooded with people who were all exhibiting strange symptoms. Fever, nausea, and…in the males priapism, hyperspermia, and growth of the testes. In women there was swelling of the breasts, nipple sensitivity, hot flashes that translated into the classic definition of “hysteria” that they were sexually frustrated and becoming behaviorally unpredictable and aggressive.

Greg passed the E.R. where nurses were overwhelmed and doctors did their best to talk to family groups over the loud chattering of the rest of the people. Three different sets of police were there, escorting prisoners on rape charges who also needed to be checked out. Apparently the men were “hysterical” as well. It was a mad house. Greg walked past as quickly as possible. Read more »

(Noncon) Setting myself for adoption because I’m broke [Pet Shop: Part 1]

What does it take for someone to decide, on a whim, to sell their freedom to someone they just met? I know how insane that sounds, but you probably have figured out the answer already: money.

It was a Sunday, on December 1st; I was sitting on my couch, phone in hand, thumb hovering above the “install” button. The app was called “Pet Shop”, but I knew it was more than an app. It was a community, a system. It was the saving grace for a good portion of the population of Aphrocity, and it was going to be mine too. I knew what I was about to do would change my life drastically, but change is something I’ve been begging for.

This is what would bring me here, a few meters away from this beautiful pale girl, a subtle redhead with shades of blonde. Grey eyes standing above a grin, and a small body wrapped into a white crop top and a yellow jacket. I’m telling myself that she seemed nice, that I didn’t do a mistake by accepting the terms and services and setting up a “pet” profile. Read more »

My [M] experience with a trans woman [F] at a local concert in my late teens.

In my late teens I used to be wrapped up in the metal/punk scene on the local level. If you grew up going through a rough existence it was the place that reliably had a place for you regardless of who you were or where you came from. I remember putting great stock into what band was on my t-shirt, the boots on my feet and the cut of my hair. I worked warehouses as a kid, so I could get away with a Mohawk slicked back in those days. There was always alchohol and buds if you asked nicely, and if your heart had the beat of a war drum the music was the sound track to the fires of your soul.

Those days were untamed and unsustainable, but the best of them are some of the best memories I’ve ever had.

I’d been looking forward to this Friday for some time. A local band had whispers of touring with some Europeans, a sign that they’d be too big for our city soon. Our city has an agricultural district on the east end. Someone, knew someone, knew someone who’s family member owned a building that had once been used for processing strawberries. That was going to be the venue for our little garage band concert, and supposedly it was as good as certain. At least as certain as impromptu venues go. Read more »

[MFF] + [FF] [Group] I still can’t believe what happened at the lake this weekend…

Quick background, since I haven’t posted in awhile: I [38M] am in a long term relationship with Kate [23F] and we have an open relationship.We poly’d for a bit, but since covid haven’t been able to find another third as we’d like, after our gf moved out.

That hasn’t stopped us from trying, nor from playing with others when we can safely. This past weekend something magical happened during the latter. We took a trip to a lake and rented a shack for the weekend. I’ve gone there enough over the years that I know the locals and regulars and where the adult parties are gonna be. Kate, on the other hand, went there a lot with her family and knew the younger crowd.

Quickly after arriving we suited up and got picked up by a pontoon boat with several of the above “friends.” Much hard seltzer was had and music played. It was hot, but late and before long it was getting dark and people wanted to head back to their houses to change and find a fire pit for the evening. Read more »

[M]y Wi[F]e Gets Bored On An Airplane

I planned a trip to New Zealand for my wife Holly’s 33rd birthday. We dropped the kids off with my parents for our trip and drove to the airport, went through security, and took our seats on the plane. The plane was (thankfully) only sparsely populated.

At 33 (she is now 35) my wife has always been a beautiful woman, by any standards, with shoulder length brown hair and a gorgeous frame. Her tits are quite big (GG)–which stands for Grandiose and Grande, I think. It was a warm fall and she was wearing a summery dress that ended just above her knees.

Our seats were pretty isolated, with noone located within several rows of us. She was at the window and I was in the aisle seat on the left side in the back half if the plane.

After we took off, we started watching movies on the devices built into the seats in front of us. One thing you should know about Holly is she gets bored easy. She could get pretty restless when she gets bored and her behavior–well it can be unpredictable. Read more »

My Dark Hero: Part Four & Five [Romantic/Erotica/Fantasy]

**Chapter Four**

**Kincaid**

I couldn’t sleep, and for two days straight I was a zombie, walking around the house without any direction. I dumped most of my responsibilities on Frank while I thought about things I should’ve left in the past, including my parents. I did the most dangerous thing any man in my position could do, which was to reflect on his life.

My father wasn’t a good man, but he was a good father. And although my mother knew what he did for a living, she chose to ignore it. It was by no means the perfect family, but it was a family nonetheless. She knew the risks and she loved him anyway. For years I thought about how stupid they were to fall in love in the first place, only to get lost myself.

My self-reflection took a turn for the worst when Amy began to dominate the illusions. I kept thinking what it would be like to wake up next to her every morning. I tried to imagine the sound of her laughter, and what type of music she liked. I slouched from one room to the next, envisioning her in each one, doing something…anything…as if everything belonged to her, including me. Read more »

Rough Brother-In-Law (MM)

There’s absolutely nothing I wouldn’t do for my family. Even if it means having sex with my brother-in-law.

I had never been close to my brother-in-law, he had always rubbed me the wrong way. He looked at me as if I was an insect. It reminded me of the school bullies who used to tease me and torment me. When my sister announced her divorce I confess I felt relieved. They were trying for children and had they been successful I would have to put with the bloke forever. Now I would never have to see him at Christmas again.

The problem was he refused to sign the divorce papers. He kept making excuses not to do it so my sister had to go to me and practically beg me to have a chat with him. The bloke wouldn’t enjoy having his nerdy brother-in-law interfere in his marriage. Or divorce for that matter.

Unfortunately, when Sophie batted her eyelashes at me I couldn’t help but agree to do it. I have a cold exterior but a soft interior. I called my wife and told her I would be late for dinner and rushed to his place after work. My sister texted me his address, it was a single’s apartment in a crappy neighborhood. The sun was setting and I wanted to get it over with as quickly as possible. Read more »