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New Year, New Girl [m][f]

It was New Year’s Eve a few years back and I was celebrating it in an completely different was than before: alone. It was different but not exactly a bad thing. Roommate had moved out. Not up for parties. Just felt like bringing in the new year in a calm, chill manner.

A friend of mine from across the street dropped by on his way out to some party to see if I wanted to join, but I turned him down. Offered him a couple of pregame beers. He stayed for two and headed out about 30 minutes before the ball dropped. About 5 minutes into the new year I get a text from someone I had recently got back in touch with: my ex coworker who was visiting her family for the holidays.

Her: Happy New Years! What are you up to?

Me: Im at home doing absolutely nothing lol. You?

Her: I’m at a club with some friends. what??? Why aren’t you out?

Me: didn’t feel like going out tonight.

Her: well if you’re not doing anything I can always come by and hang out for a bit. Read more »

I [M] 34, Throatpie’d A Porn Star At A Porn Convention

I work as a journalist and whenever there’s a sex-related assignment on the table I snatch it up. A couple of years ago there was a porn/sex convention that came to the city nearest me and I snagged it. I’d never been to anything like that so I had no idea what to expect.

My job was to write a pretty generic piece “The 10 Craziest Things to do at [X Convention]” or something like that. I’d been not masturbating (save for occasional edging] for many months so I was exceedingly horny. I couldnt stop thinking about what it might be like. It occurred to me that a lot of normies probably hear about conventions like this one and reflexively think, “I wonder if there’s any chance of getting laid at one of those things.” Or maybe it was just me. Read more »

What’s a little bondage between friends? Or how my pizza got me laid [MF]

Grace’s eyes got as large as saucers when I showed her the lighter. At this point, there wasn’t anything she could do about it since she was restrained with her hands in cuffs over her head and secured to the door jam. The ball gag was secure in her mouth, allowing her to breath, but any vocalizations were more grunts and moans than coherent words. She had two choices: flash me the ALL STOP hand sign that we had agreed upon, or trust me.

I should probably give you a little background behind Grace and I so that you understand what led us to this point.

I met Grace online at the end of January (2020). At this point, Covid-19 was just something on the news that China was trying to control. Initially our relationship was based on sex, we were both looking for something fun and exploratory. She’s 28 years my junior, but it rarely felt that way between us. We just worked. Read more »

Anniversary. [MF],[Romantic],[Oral]

*Author’s note: This is my first attempt at writing something like this, and I’m not very experienced at writing in general, but this came to my mind this morning and I had to write it down during my breaks at work and during my lunch hour. I gave it a quick pass for spelling and grammar after work but I’m sure I missed plenty. I’m also aware that I can’t write dialogue to save my life, any critiques would be welcome. All of that aside I hope at least someone enjoys what I’ve written even half as much as I enjoyed writing it.*

“You look absolutely ravishing” I said in a hoarse whisper barely resisting the urge to tear that dress from her body and take her right now as I ran my hands down from her shoulders to her hips, over her skin-tight ruby red-dress. I watched as her emerald orbs flicked down my body as I stood before her in the suit I wore to our anniversary dinner.

“Not nearly as good as you look in that suit” she replied. Read more »

Nymsya – Chapter 7 & 8 (COMPLETE)

In a few days, Nymsya used what little influence she had around the castle and through little suggestions, managed to hold a hunt the prince would be a part of. Thankfully for her, it wasn’t that hard. Offer here, handjob there, a coin over there and suddenly there was a hunt being organised. It was almost scary to see it rolling.

The prince, his personal entourage and several older male guests would be joining the hunt and the prize… was some weapon or something else that Nymsya had no interest in. Her sole interest was in the prince.

Of course even during the hunt he would be protected by his guards. Crossbows were a far too common weapon in these lands and it didn’t take a marksman to plant one in the right spot and disappear in the woods.

But then, she wasn’t a marksman. She wouldn’t need a crossbow.

As the hunt started, all the participants fled off into the woods on their horses. She took off on foot from behind the castle. She walked through the woods like a ghost. It was a little known fact that succubi, the demons of attention could also swing it the other way and become unnoticeable at times. Read more »

Anniversary. [MF],[Romantic],[Oral]

*Author’s note: This is my first attempt at writing something like this, and I’m not very experienced at writing in general, but this came to my mind this morning and I had to write it down during my breaks at work and during my lunch hour. I gave it a quick pass for spelling and grammar after work but I’m sure I missed plenty. I’m also aware that I can’t write dialogue to save my life, any critiques would be welcome. All of that aside I hope at least someone enjoys what I’ve written even half as much as I enjoyed writing it.*

“You look absolutely ravishing” I said in a hoarse whisper barely resisting the urge to tear that dress from her body and take her right now as I ran my hands down from her shoulders to her hips, over her skin-tight ruby red-dress. I watched as her emerald orbs flicked down my body as I stood before her in the suit I wore to our anniversary dinner.

“Not nearly as good as you look in that suit” she replied. Read more »

The Wrong Sister Part 2 (FM, Cheating, Risky, Public, Clothed)

The first thing I did after the wedding was visit the chemist, conscious of the fact that I could be pregnant. It was a fun conversation to have with my daughters as I asked them to wait in the car while I got the morning after pill. Telling them it was a ‘special mummy pill’ seemed to placate them – that and the chocolate they each got for behaving at the wedding.

I’d not had a chance to see Will again before we left the venue. I wasn’t sure how I would feel seeing him anyway. On one hand it was one of the worst things I had ever done, sleeping with my sister’s very new husband. But on the other… I had felt desired and lusted after for the first time in years.

And the sex… no one night stand had ever felt as good as that. I’d certainly never felt that kind of connection before. Seeing Will wasn’t going to be an immediate problem anyway, considering he would be on his honeymoon for a fortnight. Enough time for me to get my head around things, I hoped. Read more »

“The Mom Next Door” – another tribute to 1980s porn paperbacks by Tad Overdon – Chapter Three of eleven [MF. MMF, Incest]

# “The Mom Next Door” by Tad Overdon

**CHAPTER THREE**

The LED sign in the main parking area at Oakmore Valley Resort read “Oakmore Welcomes the Regional Broadcasters Conference.”

The convention had already been in full swing when Tom Jacobs had arrived this morning. Nearly overwhelmed by the logistics of jumping into his new job with so little preparation, he was relieved to find that Amber Harvey, the resort’s events coordinator, had everything well in hand.

Tom was surprised that at just twenty-three years of age Amber was able to execute the responsibilities of that job with such confidence and efficiency. On a personal level, he was delighted that she was also a knock-out: tall and slender with long, shapely legs and silky auburn hair which tumbled down past her shoulders.

“Are you finding everything you need, Mister Jacobs?” Tom looked up from his desktop monitor to see Amber standing in the doorway of what now was his office.

“It’s a lot to take in all at once,” Tom replied. “I’d have liked to have had some kind of hand-off from Stewart. You’d think the man was running late for a space launch or something.” Read more »

The garden party.

We were invited to a BBQ at the weekend to watch the Euro’s football at a work friend of my husbands. It was billed as a pool party but the weather and to be honest the crowd attending weren’t exactly the hottest shall we say so my new bikini didn’t even get to make an appearance.
The hosts however were lovely people, a youngish Irish couple Mike and Oona. It was Mike who worked with Olly my husband, and he was quite the host with the gift of the gab and a handsome face as well. He wasn’t the tallest of guys but he looked great in his shorts and vest showing off an obviously well looked after body. Oona was quite simply a doll, petite, brunette with adorable big blue eyes and what looked like a stunning figure all be it underneath a loose summer dress. I nudged Olly firmly in the ribs the first time that I saw him checking her out and he laughed and pleaded that her boobs weren’t big enough for his liking, he has a general rule that nothing less than an D cup is acceptable something that we regularly disagree over! Read more »