Revenge time – girl from sorority [MF]

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My fraternity decided to throw a party this one weekend that was themed. It was themed as if we were on an island (not very original I know) but it always was super fun to bring out that side of people. I had on a pair of patterned shorter shorts and really ugly Hawaiian shirt I had found at a thrift store since I didn’t have time to get a regular one. We brought sand to the house to put outside to give the illusion we were at the beach.

The party had started and everyone was having a really good time. All of a sudden I noticed my now ex’s friends walk into the party. My ex is nowhere to be found. I almost completely sober up immediately as I’m filled with anger and I walk over and ask them what they are doing there and they said that they didn’t want our relationship to be ruined (meaning the friends with me). I didn’t want them to stay but the other brothers did so we allowed them to stay.

How I met my wife. [MMF]

Paying for accommodation was hard going during my final year at university. Part time work didn’t cover the costs so I got a friend (Adam) to share my single bedsit, totally against the rules but halved the rent for both of us. The down side was it was a bit cramped. Two blokes in a small single bed room with a small kitchenette wasn’t too comfy.

We took turns on who had the bed and who had the floor to sleep on. The cramped conditions meant there was no privacy. The glass door to the toilet/shower left nothing to the imagination so modesty was quickly forgotten. We soon got used to each other’s morning glories (he was a big boy) and eventually gave up with secret masturbation as it was never secret no mater how hard you tried. We were soon both masturbating together huddled around a laptop watching porn without giving it a seconds thought.

[FEEDBACK WANTED] Panties and Other Stories About Panties (W/T) CH. 2 [Fetish][FF][WATERSPORTS][BDSM][FFFF][REMOTE TOYS]

**LONG POST ALERT**

I’m working on my first erotica novel (really my first long-form writing project since term papers) and I’m looking for feedback—constructive or otherwise!

I’m nearing the 100 page mark and for some reason I thought that would be a good milestone to go back and edit the totality of the rough work I have so far. As you might imagine, there’s A LOT of cringe in there, A LOT of purple prose, A LOT of thesaurus writing, but there’s also A LOT I’m extremely proud of and I think my concept is still strong even if some of my execution can’t stand on its own.

That’s where you guys come in! I need a competent editor(ial staff) to give me their unvarnished thoughts and most merciless criticisms to break me of my terrible habits. I am 100% in favor of compensating you (I can’t do it monetarily at the moment, but even though I’m not a Lannister I always pay my debts).

The major questions I have with the work are as follows:

Does it turn you on? Is it too much? Do the descriptions bore? Are you not (otherwise) entertained?

First Time For Everything [Bi] (MM)

2. First Time For Everything

For the longest time, Ryan would on occasion have a fantasy about giving a blowjob. This was something that had originated in his formative years but he never acted upon. To his knowledge none of his friends sexually flowed in any other direction other than straight except one, Dylan. Dylan and Ryan met at a previous work placement and knew from whisperings around the cubicles that he was bisexual, one night at the bar when Ryan confronted him about it, Dylan had confessed it was true but that he often more than not still preferred women over men. Something about the act itself intrigued him – he desired to know what it was like. He wondered what it was like to be in a feminine position, to be submissive to a man, to taste and feel a man, even. One day, he had to know. He talked with Kylee regarding it, and she agreed to allow him that opportunity as they had explored much wilder things before and she had even craved to experience a woman herself. Dylan had no idea Ryan had been curious about experimenting as the two never discussed it, in fact, other than Kylee, nobody knew about Ryan’s interest.

An unexpected surprise – The tail plug.

“Cheer up babe, it could be worse, I could have left you at home alone again.” Your comments don’t ease me at all. Sulking, I look out of the window.

“Plus once we get to the party and you start to relax you’ll only realise just how little of an inconvenience it is” your words only reinforcing my already uneasy mood.

My mind wanders into what is to come. How am I supposed to hide this from everyone? Why did I ever agree to come along like this!? These thoughts race through my mind as with every second I reposition myself on the front seat to alleviate any discomfort. 

The sudden end of our journey interrupts my day dreaming as you slow down and park in front of the house. In my mind I decide I will never let you do this to me ever again. Not in public, never ever.

You open the passenger door for me, even under the current circumstances you’re still a gentleman to me.

Brittany’s New Puppy III: Going Deeper [ff] [bst] [inc]

“Shit,” Sarah swore softly under her breath. She sat on her bed, watching her sister Brittany with an almost morbid fascination. Brittany lay on her stomach on the ground, completely naked and pinning down her dog Cooper as she sucked on his large canine cock. She worked with enthusiasm, her hand pumping tirelessly while she bobbed up and down, her tongue teasing the full length of the animal’s shaft. As Sarah watched, Brittany pulled away, a victorious grin on her face.

“Yes!” Brittany exclaimed, laughing as a stream of cum exploded from Cooper’s dick, coating her face with runny dog jizz. Sarah sighed, a little impressed by her younger sister, but mostly hoping that she’d forget the…

“Looks like I win,” Brittany said, suddenly standing in front of Sarah and pulling her out of her thoughts.

“It was hardly a fair bet to begin with,” Sarah countered. “You’ve sucked Cooper off so much more than I have.”

“It’s not like I’ve ever stopped you from practicing,” Brittany replied. “And besides, you had like twenty minutes to get him off. I could see him getting bored waiting for you to give up.”

[MMF] Unbalanced Threesome

Last winter I had been chatting back and forth with a couple for about a month and was starting in to think they were just going to ghost me or had second thoughts.

Their headline was asking for “Big Strong Older Bull Needed For First Threesome F 22 M 23”

I messaged them explaining that “Hey, I am a mid 40’s male here married 24 years. 6’3 255 pounds, not flabby and well endowed. I have been into the swing scene for years and that I also travel for work often. Not into drama just some fun.”

They responded were both looking for someone like me and sent a flurry of messages back.

The boyfriend was Jared, and he made it clear he envisioned this to be a double team on his girlfriend of two years. Had a fantasy about maybe double penetration and spit roasting but was understandable uncomfortable about asking friends to join. Jared sent along his pictures, which wasn’t something I was that interested in. He was a tall, and lean with just average looking college age white guy look.

FUCK CON 2020! PT. 1[ORGY][PANSEXUAL][KINK][BONDAGE]

Our little convoy looked like a scene out of *The Road Warrior*. We were rumbling a steady north-west up the interstate; going just over the speed limit to reach the sum total of our lewd desires awaiting us at our destination. And what was the pulsing terminus of our longing? This year’s Fuck Con.

This year the world renowned confab was being held under the mammoth steel canopy of the Circo® Dome™. Lord knows how the organizers were able to inveigle the wholesome-faced telecom giant to host such a debauched and not family-friendly get together. I’d heard whispers that Marty Gallows, the Desperadoes coach, and Lance Summeral, The CEO of Circo® had been caught blowing each other at a downtown sex club and Fuck Con’s deep-pocketed promoters were able to use the snuffed-out scandal to their advantage. The public line was that money spends, but we were prepared for the hordes of preachers and placard carrying flocks that surely awaited our arrival seething with anger.

Falling in love, at an orgy

“Hello” said a gruff voice at the other end.

“Hey, I’m Robert and looking for an invite to the party tonight”, I said quickly. Was I hoping that he’d deny me today? Why was I nervous?

“Hey Robert, I’m Dan. I’ve got a few questions before I can confirm, How old are you?” I heard.

“Umm …. 35”

“And, you know there’s a cover charge for this party, right?”

“Yeah, sure”, I replied.

“And, you know there’s gonna be nudity and stuff. You’re ok with that?”, he pressed on.

Wasn’t I? This was not my first swinger party; I’ve been to a few before, so why was I hesitating?

“Hello …. ???” he said over the phone.

“Yes, I’m good with everything”, I tried to seal the deal.

“Alright, I’ll text you the address in a few. Party starts at 8, and doors close at 10”. He hung up the phone.

‘That wasn’t too bad, I’m in’ I thought to myself. ‘Why, then, did I have this feeling unease about everything?’ I was asking myself.

Yes, Mistress

The man inhaled shakily and looked down at his feet. The scuffed boots kicked against the sidewalk and sent pebbles skipping down the concrete. He looked up at the door in front of him with the light spilling into the evening from the thin window alongside it. His boots seemed to move of their own volition as he took the last three steps forward and raised his hand to knock. The noise sounded muffled against the traffic sounds behind him.

After a stretched, suspenseful minute, the door opened silently and a face peered out at him. The woman on the other side of the door smiled and beckoned him inside. She spun to lead him down the hall and her long, wavy brown hair left a lingering smell of soap behind her. The robe she had pulled over her shoulders made a swishing sound against the floor as it dragged behind her, but he could still make out the faint thud of heels through the thin carpet.