Dressing for [M]y flat[m]ate to help him through lockdown

Hi all

Long time no posting.

So, Covid sucks, right? Well so do I. Since the U.K. lockdown started last year I’ve had to do my best to cope with basically being stuck in my flat all the time. My flat mate has a suppressed immune system so we’ve had to be super careful to make sure he doesn’t get infected.

Even when things were relaxed slightly last summer we didn’t go out much, the risk was too great to him if one of us caught it.

We got into a rhythm of living effectively through a pandemic. I started to go on cams to make a little extra money and give myself an excuse to dress as a girl and be a slut again. My flat mate, Gary (not his real name) knows that I’m bi, knows I’m a cross dresser and he’s cool with it. He’s seen me plenty of times as a fishy girl and he doesn’t bat an eyelid.

Around September last year his girlfriend broke up with him. They’d been having problems before the pandemic but after 6 months of not seeing each other she threw in the towel. He was crushed. He was really upset and fell into a bit of a depression.

Dear diary – Hump day quickie to strengthen our bond

Although we text or talk everyday, it had been a few days since I’d seen Mark in person. I could tell I was about to start ovulating and I was needing to scratch that itch pretty bad. I asked him if he was available on Monday but I ended up having to do some extra things for work. It wasn’t until Wednesday when we could see each other. I took a shower and was all cleaned up and ready to go. I ran some errands and was looking forward to our time together later that day, but my sister called and stressed me out a bit. With other work commitments being thrown on me, I realized our window for fun wouldn’t be very big but I couldn’t let another day go by without seeing him so I texted “I just found out I have to go to another office this afternoon…quickie at 2 ok? I’ll
Only have about 15 minutes”

He texted back that it was fine and couldn’t wait to see me. I knocked down a few more errands and on the way back home to see him my sister called again all hysterical. I was able to get off the phone with her before walking in the house though and I could tell Mark knew something was wrong. I spent a few minutes telling him what happened before I realized I was wasting time.

Override, Chapter 2 (Ruby) ? [FM/x] [nonbinary sub] [anal] [cockwarming] [orgasm denial]

*This is a chapter of a new ongoing story I’m writing at* [*kiterose.com*](https://kiterose.com/stories/series/override/?utm_source=reddit.com&utm_medium=referral&utm_campaign=reddit_Erotica)*, you can read the entire thing there* ❤️

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“Sit, pet.”

Ruby dropped to their knees, tucking their feet under their bum and placing their hands together on the ground. As they completed the pose, opening their mouth and flopping their tongue out, they experienced a little wave of euphoria. They wiggled with happiness.

Curled up in a plush chair next to Ruby’s naked figure was Violet, their mistress and the woman who wielded almost total control over them. She practically leaked confidence, here in this fancy setting dressed in a cosy oversized hoodie, jeans and white trainers.

They were waiting in the lobby of a private club for a friend of Violet’s to join them for drinks. While she scrolled on her phone, one hand lazily traced fingers over the tattoo sitting on the nape of Ruby’s neck. They had no others, but this one had been a pre-condition for access to the premium tiers of Violet’s services: a big, decadent rose with sumptuous petals. The mistress’s mark of ownership.

[M]23 I Used To Regularly Meet Up With An Anonymous [F]Milf For BJs In Public Bathrooms

So I used to frequent the “Casual Encounters” section of Craigslist quite often back in the day when that was a thing. One day I came across an ad that was looking for heavy cummers to record blowjobs in public with. So I replied and sent a dick pic like the ad requested.

Anyone who had ever replied to an ad knows that unless you’re chiseled like a Greek god and/or hung like a horse there was a 99% chance you were not getting a reply back. For an average looking guy posting an ad you had some luck but replying to an ad was a waste of time. BUT to my absolute surprise I got a reply back right away saying that I had the “perfect looking dick” and that she was interested. She asked a few follow up questions and then gave me instructions to meet her at a Starbucks.

At this point I was thinking this has to be a dude there’s no way this is real, so I asked for a pic and she sent one of herself. She was hot, had the look of a hot soccer mom with fake tits in her late 30s. I was still skeptical but I said fuck it and drove to the Starbucks.

My step daughter takes control…..

This is a genuine account of an encounter with my stepdaughter. She is a very slim girl, with a highly toned, almost muscular body; she has straight, silken light brown hair and the brightest green eyes. I had always suspected that she was bi -sexual as most of her friends had been girls….

She came downstairs after her bath. I assumed she was going out- she looked stunningly beautiful and sexy. She was wearing a body tailored, green silken blouse which hugged her upper body, her wonderfully pert tits clearly visible, the buds of her nipples pressed against the material. Her top has a sheen which accentuated her movement. This was accompanied by the tightest pair of black vinyl, pvc jeans which hugged her legs, each movement of her hips reflecting the light of her thighs and ass. (She told me in the past she always wanted to wear something like this but never had the courage.) Her movement was accentuated by the thigh length leather boots and the height of the heels.

[F] [21] I fucked a tinder match [M] in mine and my bfs hotel room while he was out drinking and RECORDED IT… the video link has been added!

So I posted this story the other day with a lot of requests for the video. I found it. And the link is [here](https://www.reddit.com/user/thefunmilf/comments/mdo3jz/the_video_from_that_story_f_21_i_fucked_a_tinder/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf).

I’ll add the story below for those that missed it.

What happens on vacation stays on vacation right. Anyway a bit of a background information. This happened a few years ago. Me and my bf (now husband) just turned 21 and went traveling as you do. This would be the first time traveling and spending an extended period of time alone together.

One night after a busy day exploring the local tourist attractions and a long day at the beach my bf decided to meet up with a few friends who were also traveling. Me being me was a bit annoyed and decided to turn on the old tinder account as i knew my bf would be out for a while.

The Fighter: Part Five [Brother; Sister; Forbidden Romance]

“Serves me right for scheduling the fight early. Are you dating again?” Joe doesn’t look at Brandon while finishing the last bit of his singular beer.

“No.” Brandon is cleaning his fourth glass already.

The bar is pretty quiet this time of the week, except for a few loud people at the pool table. And the old man was hoping a cold one could help to get Brandon’s head straight. But so far, the young boxer only seems to get more depressed.

Personally, Joe hates mixed up emotions and complications. He also doesn’t tolerate his fighters getting their panties in a bunch.

But Brandon is like the family he never had. There is just something comfortable about their relationship. Maybe it’s because they tend to understand each other as much as they bicker. The bottom line is that Joe actually cares. Even if he doesn’t know how to help.

“You’re distracted.”

“It’s my first big fight, Joe. Can you blame me for being nervous?” Brandon covers up the real truth with a false one.

The Fighter: Part Two [Brother; Sister; Forbidden Romance]

Why Brandon placed a time-limit on how long his sister could stay didn’t even make sense to him. But he needed to feel in control when he gave it away. And her presence, within the first five minutes, has livened up one of the most depressing place he knows – his apartment.

“You’re off already? I just got here.” Ashley says while getting used to her new home. And she does so by inspecting every drawer and cupboard she can find.

“Welcome to reality, where you never seem to stop working.”

“You really work two jobs?” She asks like she can’t believe it. From her neck of the woods, people spend more time going on vacation than at the office.

“How much did you happen to ease-drop on back there?”

“Enough to help me remember you always were a bad dancer. Feet as dumb as bricks, was it? I still don’t know how you got all the girls to like you after strutting your stuff on the dance floor.”

“Very funny. I work security at night and tutor during the day. So, yeah, I guess it qualifies as two jobs.”

[MM] Married man explores bi side with help from a sexy black guy. Fiction.

“Fit, married, bisexual looking for a safe, drama free, playmate…

I am a 47 year old white man, happily married (to a woman), who has his wife’s blessing to seek out the company of other men. I haven’t been with a man since the 90s, but I am very ready to rekindle that part of me. I am 6’ tall, 190 lbs, very fit, blonde curly hair, green eyes, and a seven inch thick cut cock. Sexually I am into mutual passion, kissing, body contact, oral and anal, I also have some fetishes (like man musk) that I’d like to explore. I am versatile but if I had to choose one or the other, I would choose to bottom. Check out my pics and if you like what you see and read, hit me up. I’m not looking to go cock hopping, would rather find one or two special friends with whom I can build intimacy, rapport, and trust. Hope to hear from you.”

I clicked the option to approve my profile and away it went into cyberspace. I began looking at the adult personals site that catered to gay men which now hosted my profile. I refined the search to within 50 miles of me, refined again by age, and started scrolling. So many men, so many dicks.

The Week of Lust and Love (Night 1) (Romantic) (Long read) (FM 22)

Disclaimer: This is me remembering one of the best weeks of my life with my love. Yes, it will be sappy and lovey dovey, can’t help it, I am head over heels in love with this girl. So if this doesn’t tickle your fancy, then I can’t do much about it. But if it does, hope you like it and can relate to what I feel. If you just want to get to the good stuff just scroll down to the xxxx. Happy reading!

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The elevators door open to the 3rd floor and I step out to find her waiting at the door for me. Let’s call her J. I call her the love of my life but that can be quite a mouthful. J is standing there at the door with lust in her eyes and I can see her, naked beneath the sheer robe that she has put on. My tiredness from work, travel and life evaporates into thin air as my eyes meet hers and I step closer to her, plant a quick yet deep kiss on her lips and I rush to the bedroom. I walk swiftly, careful not to cause any noise to alert her grandmother in the other room. Her grandmother is hard of hearing but can’t take that risk.