My Friends wife [MF]

We were only a few beers into the evening. Seated around the bonfire in my best friends backyard we were having a great time. As usual Ellen, my buddies wife, was laying into me about how I was still single and hadn’t had a serious relationship in a… long time.

Truth be told I hadn’t had any sort of relationship with anyone at all. At least not in person anyway. I mean there were a few women from reddit that I had fooled around with from time to time. A little role playing here, some sexting and video sharing there. But I hadn’t actually had the feeling of flesh on flesh for…. Well, let’s just say I was an unwilling born again virgin.

“Ah leave him along babe, he’s got his geeky computer girls and his girl Palmela. Say Matt, how is that stock in hand lotion doing for ya” Said Scott my “best bud”.

“Yeah yeah yeah” I say tossing an empty beer can at him. “You can be my woman and fetch me another beer”.

My friends wife [MF]

We were only a few beers into the evening. Seated around the bonfire in my best friends backyard we were having a great time. As usual yEllen, my buddies wife, were laying into me about how I was still single and hadn’t had any serious relationship in a… long time.

Truth be told I hadn’t had any sort if relationship with anyone at all. At least not in person anyway. I mean there were a few women from reddit that I had fooled around with from time to time. A little role playing here, some sexting and video sharing there. But I hadn’t actually had the feeling if flesh on flesh for…. Well, let’s just say I was an unwilling born again virgin.

“Ah leave him along babe, he’s got his geek computer girls and his girl Palmela. Say Matt, how is that stock in hand lotion doing for ya” Said Scott my “best bud”.

“Yeah yeah yeah” I say tossing an empty beer can at him. “You can be my woman and fetch me another beer”.

Impromptu Three-Way with My Two Stoner Friends [MFF]

This was my senior year of college, I wasn’t a full-time weed dealer, but I sold to a few friends because I had a connection back home. I was dating a girl, Diane, at the time (I called her Di), but we had already talked about how long-term it wasn’t going to work out between us. She was a freshman and I wasn’t going to graduate and then stick around a college town. So, on paper I may have been in a relationship, but really it was fizzling out until our anticlimactic breakup about a couple weeks after this. Anyway, I put the cheating flair because I know this kind of thing is triggering. Anyway, Brianna had been buying weed from me the whole year. She would text me, come over, and we’d smoke a bowl and talk about music. It was a nice change of pace from my straight-edge girlfriend who didn’t smoke weed and only listened to the top 40. Nothing wrong with pop music, but at the time I was really digging into classic rock. The stereotypical 1970s stuff you listen to in high school and college like Led Zeppelin and Pink Floyd. I know what you’re thinking, I was *soooo* cool. /s

A summer day with Ann (1) [fiction] [mFm] [Mimf]

Ann lived down my street. She headed her own business, had been divorced for a few years and her young son was spending the first weeks of summer with his dad, leaving her in an empty house with a garden way too big to tend to. She knew my parents and asked for a little help ; I accepted and enroled my classmate Dave, both of us happy to make a little extra money and to spend a day around a beautiful woman.

Ann was a MILF, there’s no other way to put it : she was a little under 40, with dark blonde hair, blue-grey eyes and curves that sent our 19 year-old brains into overdrive. I’ve been fantasizing about her a lot through the last years and never missed an opportunity to leer at her. I think she had that effect on a lot of the neighborhood’s teens. Dave and I rang the bell on a warm july morning. The deal was for us to work out what we could that day then have a shower, as the day was already hot.

My Straight Flatmate turned me into his Sissy Crossdressing Fuck Buddy (Part 1) [M] [24] [Bi]

*(Thanks for everyone who’s enjoyed the stories written so far! My mental health hasn’t been great at the moment but I’m happy to channel some positivity and helping people through these stories! More parts to come soon!)*

Weeks have passed. My first experience having gay sex still protrude my consciousness and I’m still aching for more cock, more experiences and being more submissive than ever before. It taught me that having sex with a man isn’t just something I like. I needed it. My flatmates had returned from the extended holiday period. I lived with 5 others, all studying a variety of courses with little overlap. We were all a little different, but we got on, and that’s the most important thing.

I’m still haunted by the thought of being caught having sex with another man. Did my flatmate hear it? Did he hear me? Did he hear me getting fucked? Moaning? Did he hear me wanting to suck cock, get fucked? Did he hear me acting slutty?

These questions ring around me head. His room was next door to mine. And I know the walls are thin. Like really thin. If he’s talking to someone in his room, I can here it. Which means only one thing. He could hear me…

Clementina, Part XII [extreme, erotic horror, body horror, monster, tentacle, anal, lactation, MFFFF, incest(m/s)(s/s)]

WARNING: THIS IS A HORROR STORY. THIS PART INCLUDES BODY HORROR, MONSTERS, WEIRD SLIMY EXTREME SEX, ANAL, INCEST, TENTACLES, LACTATION, GORE, AND MORE.

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As with the previous installments, if this sort of thing is not your cup of tea, please do not read any further. I want readers to have fun – not be disturbed. Please heed all warnings!

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This story assumes you have read all previous eleven parts. If you haven’t you will probably find some of this bewildering.

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I appreciate all your comments and feedback in the comments section and read every one of them.

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Thank you!

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This begins immediately after Part XI ends. This is the end of chapter 2. The story will continue in chapter 3.

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Clementina, Part XII

Chapter 2: Symbiosis (chapter 2 finale)

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The succubus imitating my mother did nothing overtly hostile, just stood there.

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Behind her, Ona stood uncertainly in the archway to the entry tunnel, a pleading look in her eyes, as if to say “I tried.”

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I turned to Clementina.

Fire on her Tongue – Part 2 (the spicier part) [MF] [Fantasy] [Demon] [Magic]

The incubus carried her through, ducking under the doorway to avoid catching his horns on it, and paused in front of the bed. Abigail swung her legs free and hopped down to the floor. Somehow his body had softened slightly, his skin and muscles had a more human give to them than when they had first kissed, and Abigail ran her hands over his stomach and abdominals taking in his shape.

‘Are you ready for this?’ She asked.

‘I will follow your lead , witch.’

Abigail turned and climbed onto her bed, turning and facing him on her knees, coming just up to the height of his mouth. Slowly she slipped off her shorts, feeling a cool tingling on the bare skin as the fabric fell away. Within moments she was naked on her bed, facing the demon with knees slightly apart, trembling with excitement. Did the incubus need to be aroused, did demons require foreplay? As if reading her mind, the incubus climbed onto the bed as well, and as he knelt tall in front of her his cock grew and hardened, almost as if on command. Abigail was stunned.

My wife had a new friend over and had me a blow a load on her. [FMF]

This happened over the summer. The quarantine restrictions here were partially lifted at the time, and my wife, Jenna, had a work friend of hers over a few times while WFH. I had been working like a dog over the past two weeks, and had barely seen Jenna or basically anyone but my colleagues. A constant cycle of work, sleep, work.

I got home early one day, ridiculously early, after showering I sat down on the couch and ran some games while they continued to work in the den. Jenna’s colleague, Debbie, had spent the night the day before, I only noticed because I saw her sleeping on the couch when I came home and when I left in the morning.

They came out of the den after they had finished work to hang out with me. Debbie was a cute girl, a Eurasian, half Chinese, half French, straight dark hair, dark eyes, though with European eyelids and a more European nose. She was slightly shorter than Jenna, standing at around 1.6m, and had a slim build from what I could tell, she was wearing baggy sweatpants and a loose t-shirt, her tits giving it a small bulge on her chest.

The naughty gothic alt girl friend turns into the naughty gothic alt girlfriend

Getting back home from a long day of uniwork and a little side trip to my friends apartment before finally making my way back home. I would probably have been a bit scared walking alone back to my apartment this late but I guess the liquid courage brought me home safely. I closed the door behind me as I entered my apartment. Taking the time to untie my black platform boots, “I declare you done for the day.” I let out before stepping out of them and turning back down to my short statue of only 158cm (or 5’1feet if you prefer). Letting out a soft sigh before I head off to the bathroom to wash my hands, letting the soap cover my hands properly before washing it off. Looking in the mirror inspecting the makeup I did this morning, giving myself a soft smile before I turn the sink off and dry off my hands on a towel before heading into the apartment finding myself surprised as I find you, my now 5 month old housemate. We hadn’t really been able to talk that much, not that we saw each other much either. I usually spent 80% of my day doing uni stuff these days. I looked at you a little taken aback as I found you sitting on the couch in just a towel having gotten out of the shower probably just a few moments before I got home, but atleast long enough for you to have started playing on my old Xbox 360 in the living room.

I [F] had an affair with a [M] coworker.

Hello all! First time posting here, so be gentle. I did have a blog for awhile on Tumblr, but nixed it back when they killed the adult content stuff. Been a few years, but, well… It still makes me all tingly thinking about, and I like sharing my stories.

Call me Tara. This all started up a few years ago when I was 22. Married my husband straight out of highschool. Probably had more sex in my teens than I should have, but after I hooked up with my husband in my senior year, we were thick as thieves and I switched off the naughtier side of me to be the good, devoted girlfriend. We got married a couple of years later. Husband nailed a great job (But busy. Lots of nights and weekends), and after a year he got me a job at the same place. I was just doing basic secretarial work while he was higher up, but it’s a good company and I enjoyed the work, and it gave me enough time for the part time college I was finishing up on the side. Hubby and I, though, eventually got into a bit of a rough patch. We’d been trying for years to have a kid with no luck, and the constant stress of it was leading to a lot of fights and general angst.