Tag: Swingers

Do what I tell you, Do it now

Knock knock. No answer. Knock knock. The door opens a crack and her usual sweet airy voice comes through the small opening sharp and indifferent. She didn’t even want to look at me, a harsh tone jumping out at me from behind the door.

“What do you want?”

“You”

“No shit, why haven’t you apologized for lying yet?”

“I was hoping you’d let me in to talk”

“Why would I talk to you if I can’t trust what you say?”

“Baby, can you just let me in so I can explain?”

“Hold on”

She closes the door, and I hear some arguing inside but can’t make out what they’re saying. Silence. The door opens wide and there she is, looking beautiful as ever: sweet and supple chestnut brown skin, smooth as the back of your hand in summer. She’s wearing that cute yellow crop top with the pink short shorts. I can’t think straight with her breasts trying to break out of that shirt, her flat stomach and thick thighs got me stuck to the spot. She stares at me as I look for words, her patience growing thin.

“Can I come in?” Read more »

I mixed business with pleasure right before the pandemic [MF] [Str8]

A little backstory, I’m a Landman. And most outside of TX/OK/NM may not know what that is, but basically I negotiate leases, contracts, and run title, for oil and gas operators. Won’t go into too many details, but I’ve been getting mineral owners leased on a project in the Permian. Everything was straight forward for the most part, except for this one lady who was a total bitch during the whole process.

We never spoke on the phone, only communicated via email for months, and she had issues with practically every god damn word in the lease form. Finally, we get to a version she agrees on, but with all this corona stuff that was just starting to happen, she didn’t want to leave her house to get it notarized. I was so pissed. We’d been going back and forth for months, and now she’s claiming she can’t leave because of corona, and I’m thinking she’s just stalling for the sake of being difficult. I’m a notary, and we’re both in the Houston area, so I offered to swing by and keep my 6 ft distance just to get this over with. At this point I’m so sick of dealing with her, I would have driven 8 hours to get her damn signature. Read more »

Space…The Final FUCKtier Part 4 [MF]

“GAH!” Troy, the rather arrogant Tier 2 soldier crashed onto the glowing blue floor, sharp pains coating his body. The double bladed beam sword which he chose for the sparring session clanged and slid across the floor toward the class of roughly ten soldiers. They too all looked battered and bruised, licking their wounds as they watched Troy get humiliated in front of them. They giggled and murmured to themselves as he rubbed his backside trying to expel the pain which emanated from there. He slammed his fist into the ground with frustration; out of the rest of the class he had lasted the shortest time, and even then it felt like his sparring partner was playing with him. 

“You handled the weapon well…but I guess thats it.” The voice of Mckayla rattled through the Valkyrie Squad training room. The rest of the leaders squad laughed as they watched the rookie rise to his feet and return to the group of Tier 2 soldiers who had their skills shown up in front of the famous combat group on the Valentine. Mckayla rested her body on the face of her large claymore beam sword, arms crossed under her black sports bra which held her chest firmly in place. Her lower body was clad in short, very tight leggings of the same colour; her sweat was being absorbed by strands of her faded blue fringe while the rest of her long hair was tied back into a bun. She quickly darted her eyes across the trainees and shook her head.  Read more »

Ex Obsessed (21F)

First story//
Before I start, I want to point out that I believe once you love someone, you can’t fully stop. There will always be at least a small place in my heart for those I’ve given my heart to (whether I like it or not). Lately, I’ve been dreaming and just all around thinking about my most recent ex (first true love, and longest relationship). Things that go a little like this.

Story//
As I sit on my bed, making eyes at him, I can’t help but think myself into a mood. He has no idea what I’m thinking, and I know if he did, he would pounce. I would get what I want. Him.

It’s all about the subtle moves. We both sit on my bed, sitting up again the wall with our legs straight out. I don’t usually wear skirts, but I had motive. We were watching a movie he had picked. I don’t mind the movie, it just doesn’t have my attention at the moment. All I can notice is the way his jeans highlight the perfections of his body. I prefer guys with a little cushion to snuggle with. He is just beyond perfect. His feet hang off the side of the bed, as he’s freakishly tall (the kind of tall that the first thing someone says to him is something basketball related). He’s handsome, in every way. Both the “being home to your parents” way, “the kind of face you want to sit on” way, and the “perfect picture” face. And his smile drives me mad. Read more »

The enigmatic and the submissive (bdsm) (Mf)

Ben Rawsall – dark blonde, green eyed, six feet three or so and a charismatic dresser to boot. He wore a navy blue suit, with a white pocket square and some tassled loafers as the rest of the office moped around in black and striped suits. It was clear from our first meeting that he wasn’t interested in ‘conventional’, there was no HR department, there were no obvious rules, there was nothing to stop him doing whatever the fuck he wanted. I liked that in a man. 

He was in his mid-to-late 30s, but he looked tremendous for his age. Handsome, the angles in his face carved in an acute symmetrical manner, his broader shoulders leading down in a luscious trail to his thin waist. I could always see how muscular his legs were against the close-fitting pants. He hired me after a tense encounter at a university mixer, the chemistry in the air from the start. After a few charged moments in his corner office, one hand on my throat and his other hand stroking me underneath my panties, it became obvious we couldn’t maintain just a ‘professional’ relationship, he wanted to know how far he could take me. Time was spent between Excel sheets and bed sheets. Most of my hours became dedicated to pleasing him, in the office and out of it, like a good little girl should. Just four weeks out of my torrid and sexually deprived relationship with James, I became a slave to Mister Rawsall, waiting for every instruction.  Read more »

[M]y wife’s and I [f]irst time swinging

This is a story about my wife’s and I first time swinging. There’s some great stories to follow but we will start from the beginning.

My wife has always been into girls. Even when she was younger, she found her self attracted to girls. She never considered herself bi or even curious. She just kind of buried the feelings and wrote it off.

We had been married about three years at the time. We were both 24 and started watching girl on girl and swinger porn together. This always got her super worked up and led to great sex. The conversation started about finding a girl for us to hop up with She was reluctant at first but eventually came around to it we started looking of swingers sites, Craigslist and Tinder. We were just initially looking for a single girl but the reality of the unicorn set in. So we discussed a couple and we’re both on board but just girl on girl and maybe some soft swap with another young couple. Read more »

Coed Cumbuddies 03 [MF] [Public] [Creampie]

*Author’s note: You don’t have to have read the other stories to enjoy this one. Sit back, relax, and enjoy!*

*- Vivica*

“What can I get you?” the acne-riddled teenager behind the counter asked. Aubrey looked at me, waiting for my response.

“Whatever you want, go nuts,” I smiled.

“We want a giant bucket of popcorn, a bag of Sour Patch Kids, a small diet Coke for me and whatever he wants to drink,” she said.

“I’ll also do a small diet, please.”

“So that’s one big bucket, one Sour Patch and two small diets?” the cashier asked.

“Make it one large diet,” Aubrey said. I turned to her and smiled. This was only our third encounter, our first ‘date’ if you didn’t count the two crazy sex sessions before this. Sharing a straw was pretty tame compared to what we’d done to each other, but it still suggested a level of comfort with me. And that was exactly that type of flirtatious confidence that drove me wild about her. She looked at me and shrugged.

“No sense wasting extra cups.” Read more »

VICTORY-FAP: My First BJ – Throatpie from my freshman year RA [MF]

**FIRST BLOWJOB – MY COLLEGE RA**

As I mentioned in my first post – I was a late bloomer. Virgin until 25. But first got my wangdoodle sucked up in my freshmen year of college – when I was 19.

Thanks to SUMMER – the twenty year old perfect 10 RA who lived in my dorm – a floor above.

I’m a white dude – mixed european mutt – Irish – Austrian – Czech etc. Got my man weight now – but at the time was a waifish art kid. Kind of a proto hipster mixed with blue collar work clothes.

Super extroverted and confident, but a bit of a boyish man. Partied hard, had plenty of women friends – but never knew how to act around girls romantically. Was more at home in the world of ideas, music, and art etc. Maybe it was just that I had yet to run into someone who that stuff TURNED ON.

Summer was a glorious bird. Thin neck. High cheek bones. Big eyes. A thin nose with a little crook from a childhood breaking that did this cute thing where the tip went down when she talked… A high bubbly voice and a mischivious smile. Read more »

The Nurse

A little something I wrote after a recent stay in hospital. Enjoy!

She tended to me every day. Clean my wounds, bring me food, bring me pain meds. She was there when I took my first steps again. She’d laugh at my jokes, tell her own, cheer me up with only a smile. She encouraged me to take a walk around the hospital, pulling my IV drip along so I didn’t have to. We’d walk to the entrance to the old wing, where she would take a shortcut to other parts of the hospital. It had been closed to patients since my accident, the supposed renovations having ground to a halt. I wandered in there once, old rooms with old beds just sat unused, sunlight leaking in through dust covered windows.

I became obsessed with her. The way she smiled as she pulled back my curtain. The way her nose wrinkled as she read my notes. The way a piece of hair would always fall from behind her ear as she changed my dressings. The way she tucked it back, joining the rest of her hair in a long blonde ponytail. The way she poured water from her bottle into her mouth, the plastic never touching her lips, just water cascading in. The way she smelled. The way she wore a uniform a size too small, it outlining her curves, struggling to contain her breast, showing just enough of her thighs…. Read more »

A Demonic Twist. [FT][Transformation][demon][anal]

This is the result of an RP pairing from DPP, I hope you enjoy!

As Anna arrives at the club the night is already in full swing. She makes her way through the coat check and heads to the bar, her shorts show off the bottom of her butt as she leans against the bar, her tight top clings to her curves and pushes her tits up, showing off her cleavage to the world. It’s clear that she’s wearing as little as possible while still staying decent enough to be out in the club. The lines of her tattoos swirl and flow as she dances in place and drinks, a haunted woodland swaying in the winds of lust and desire blowing across the whole of the club.

A few guys make passes at her at the bar, she giggles and flirts with them a little before turning them away and making her way onto the dance floor. As she sways and bounces to the music she shuts the world out until she sees the tall, lithe, dark haired woman enjoying herself, despite the sea of men surrounding her that she’s obviously not interested in. She carefully dances her way over to the new woman, worming her way through the crowd that had formed. With a cheeky smile she slips in behind this new woman and start to dance up against her. Read more »