Tag: Straight

He Doesn’t Have to Know [true story] [cheating] [side piece] [friends with benefits] [virginity] [revenge] [facesitting] [pussy eating]

((All characters were of legal age at the time of this story.))

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I met my husband, Angel, when we were both sophomores in school. That’s not his name, of course, but it may as well be, considering that he saved me; and of all things, he saved me with the most amazing sex I’d ever had up to the night of our first time together.

I was the new girl in class, about to turn sixteen, and he was the best friend of one of my classmates. He also had a crush on me, but I didn’t know that. Back then, the classmate – Amos, as I’ll call him – was the only guy in school that I knew *for sure* had a crush on me, and that drew my codependent ass to him like a moth to a flame. He asked me to Homecoming with only three days to spare till the dance, and I said yes, and we started dating the night of the dance.

All was well for about four months, maybe five. We should’ve ended it before the six-month mark, but we didn’t, instead pressing on in the name of what we thought was love. Read more »

[Group][MFMF] The more the merrier – Part 1

(English isn’t my 1st language, sorry for any mistakes)

The cast of this story:

Me, 33yo guy

Kate, my 25yo wife

Niko, the other husband, 31yo

Eva, the other wife, 26yo

My wife and I always had a pretty amazing sex life together, and since we discovered the pleasures of opening our marriage, we met some pretty amazing people. I’m lucky that my wife filters through a lot of unworthy candidates before it actually goes any further because the ones that make it through are usually very nice people. You wouldn’t believe how nice and down to earth some of those people are once the frenzied flesh pile calms down.

I realized that writing a bit about our meetings would allow me to revisit them more vividly later, and if someone else can enjoy it too then why not? It’s better to write those things while they are still fresh, so let me tell you about the weekend that just passed. Read more »

Little Degradations [MFF 30s][d/s][bgdd][workplace]

[Little Degradations](https://www.wattpad.com/story/329728192-little-degradations-explicit-18%2B)

**Chapter 1: A Little Handbook**

Two snoozes and my first-to-office streak is at risk. I drink a half liter of water for breakfast – instead of my usual parfait – shower, dress, and make it to my Prius in fifteen minutes. It’s five red lights until hitting the freeway, partially clogged at 7. Door-to-door is twenty-five minutes.

On the elevator, I step on a pocket-sized, purple book. There’s a light stain of some kind, and the edges have lost any crispness. A line-art silhouette with exaggerated chest and hips shows a woman with a ponytail leaning against a wall. The title: A Little Handbook.

I get off on floor 12, go straight to the bathroom. The water is hitting me sooner than anatomically possible.

I flip open the handbook to a random page as I sit.

*Article 5.6.*

*Little has no choice in what she wears.*

*Infractions: Five lashings for putting on clothes without checking with Daddy. One hour in the stocks for disobeying outfit instructions.*

Someone has written in the one-eighth-inch margin, *Daddy says even if it makes me look bad.* Read more »

My Handyman [MF][consensual][anal][weed][420][appliance repair]

Thanks for reading everyone/anyone! This story is basically a porn trope, straight up. I wrote the first draft this during the pandemic while horny and high. I keep coming back to it and iterating and nibbling, so comments/critique are very welcome. Maybe it’s time to drop the pandemic references, who knows!

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It’s a spring, rainy Saturday afternoon: warm air, cold rain. You’re walking out of your apartment and you see me in the hall walking into my apartment, next door. I’m wearing a worn flannel shirt, some old jeans with paint splotches all over, knees torn, and carrying a laden bag of Home Depot stuff. I’m drenched too; it looks like someone (me) forgot their umbrella. There’s a puddle of water where I’ve been standing while fiddling for my keys.

“Hey there Kurt,” you say, smiling, as you step into the hallway. You’re wearing a flowing spring sundress, hanging by straps from your freckled shoulders. Even in our sunless shared entry hallway, I make mental note of its semi-transparentness, then shake it off. I realize I haven’t seen you without your mask. I thought you were gorgeous before, but now? Read more »

30 [m4f] Classic rear window trope… with less Hitchcock and more of his cock.

Ethan was running late. A month ago it wouldn’t have mattered much, really. But that was before he started falling into something of a routine. He watched at the same time, every day. He knew exactly how each of the shows started and he was often pretty good at deducing how they’d end. Heck, he even had a spot just for watching.

But, if he was going to keep up the new nightly routine, he was going to have to make good time. He thanked the cashier quickly, shook his head at the dollar and seventy-five cents worth of change, stuffed the bread and the eggs and the tomatoes and the bananas and the apples and the barley and the oats and the frozen strawberries and the pasta into a couple bags and made his way towards the exit.

He didn’t run, but he walked with a purpose. His tall, sinewy frame glided across the grocery store tiles with ease, his long legs carrying him quickly towards the crisp autumn air.

Ethan dropped the bags into the passenger seat, started the car and flicked it into drive in what seemed like a singular fluid motion. Read more »

[F] Daddy found my real identity. I have no idea who he is.

I am a slut who loves posting NSFW content. At the same time, anonymity is very important to me. I pride myself on being discreet, to the point where I am almost fanatical about checking my writings and pictures for any identifiable characteristics before posting. After all, I work in a rigid corporate environment where I would probably be fired if my identity were ever exposed. Most of my family and friends are also highly conservative, and I want to preserve my image as a good innocent girl in their eyes.

That all changed last week. After years of being a secret slut, the unthinkable happened – a Redditor found my real identity.

[Day 1]

It all began when I received a message from him (let’s call him Daddy) referring to my previous post on my CNC fantasies. Daddy caught my attention because he was the first person to bring up my fantasy of being blackmailed by someone who had found my NSFW social media account with thousands of followers (PS: the account really exists) and figured out my identity from that. I liked the nasty, degrading way he talked to me. When he told me he was married, I was hooked. Read more »

A Sleepless Night – all parts [MF] [sleep play] [somnophilia]

*Before you start reading, this theme came in as a request when I polled this community a few weeks ago. Be aware that both are consenting parties and this story is fictional. Be kind and enjoy :)*

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**PART I**

“Happy anniversary!”

I gently clinked the top of my champagne glass with Sarah’s before we took a sip. She smiled at me over the rim of her glass, her eyes twinkling.

“This place is beautiful,” she leaned forward, resting her chin in her hand. “Thank you.”

“It’s nothing more than you deserve,” I smiled back, drinking in her features. After five years, I was still so in love. The restaurant I’d picked was high-end but I had more than enough money and I couldn’t think of anything better to spend it on than my amazing girlfriend.

As dinner came, we chatted and laughed and somehow made it through two bottle of champagne.

“That’s gone straight to my head,” I laughed as our plates were cleared. “Even with the meal.”

“It’s the bubbles,” Sarah nodded, grinning tipsily. “They’re dangerous!” Read more »

Daddy’s good little fluffer (M48/F38/F28) [Ff, MF, reluctant bi, atm]

I love my little Fluffy. She is such a good girl for daddy. Whenever I go to fuck one of my lady friends, I insist that she comes along—though not cums along, at least not usually.

Fluffy is 28, twenty years my junior. She is a not a slut by nature but she dresses like one for me. When we go into a fancy hotel lobby in midtown, the well-established women snicker, knowing that she’s this older man’s little playtoy. It’s kind of obvious from the outfit—from the ridiculously skimpy maid uniform to the heels to the dog collar. They can tell from the way she follows her daddy across the floor and to the elevator that she’s not a hooker. No hooker would act or dress like that in public.

In the elevator she takes off her panties, whether or not we’re alone, and shoves them in her purse. You might think I’d get a bit handsy with her, so to speak, but by that point I’m usually thinking of the chick waiting for me in the Patio Suite. Read more »

Professor’s Dilemma [MF] [Teacher Student] [Creampie]

(Note: Both characters are of age)

Maria has been a professor at the local college for a few years now, and it goes without saying that she has settled down quite well into the teaching profession. 

Her students respect her, on the whole, and most of them are mature enough to hand in work on time and listen (or pretend to) during her lectures. But amongst all of her students, one stands out. Kai, with his infuriatingly suave smile and impossibly handsome features is not a bad student by any standards. He is punctual to her classes, and is an extremely bright student. The only issue is— he seems more focused on Maria than her lectures, during her classes. 

His eyes are always piercingly fixated on Maria’s self, instead of the whiteboard or on his notebook. She thinks she can count the number of times she sees him actually take something down. 

It drives her insane in a way that is probably not appropriate of her, the heat of his stare going straight down to her crotch. 

She hates that she wants what she cannot have. 

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Perfect Awakening [MF]

I wake to the sound of her sexy little whimpers. She is dreaming of something deliciously naughty I’m sure. She is on her side, turned away from me, the incredible rear view of her displayed before me.

I’m jealous of the dappled sunlight streaming in through the window and moving over the shapes of her body…down the beautiful lines of her back, the softly curled shapes of her lats, the valley of her spine in her low back, the lines of her obliques as they turn into the curve of her hips and then flare out into her spectacularly round ass.

I can’t resist… I have to follow the sunbeams’ paths with my fingertips… gently, slowly, so as not to completely wake her. As I follow the line of her spine she arches her back slightly, and as I glide over her obliques she lets out a little moan. I caress up and down slowly there for moment, building up that tingly feeling I know she loves, before proceeding down to gently massage her ass cheeks. Read more »