[MF][Str8] [Fiction] [Fantasy] – Intersecting paths

I am new to the NSFW side of Reddit as part of an effort to be open and honest with my self and explore my sexuality self concept through interaction with the good folks here.

I was recently inspired to write a bit for a lovely lady who said she wouldn’t mind reading my fantasy for her. She gave me permission to share it outside our personal exchange. Would love to hear what you think.

It’s long so be forewarned, enjoy!

To set the scene, let’s assume we live in the same small college town and have seen each other around but don’t have any overlapping acquaintances. (Please forgive grammar, spelling, and syntax errors this is stream of consciousness writing)

[F] Another stripper story:

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I love to play with myself! Always have! I’ve been hyper sexual ever since I can remember. I use to run around the house as a young girl and rub myself on everything and anything possible. Then in my early teens came the experimenting with boys, with girls. Sometimes, one on one, other times in groups. Since I thought I was so sexually experienced I was easily able to make people do things. I had one of my old boyfriends give a blowjob to his friend, while his girlfriend at me out. I love to pleasure myself, even if I was having sex or pleasuring someone else it was about getting myself off. My hitachi magic wand is my best friend, but I can still remember when I tried out a buttplug for the first time.

It was about twelve years ago when I was at a sex store looking at all the toys, and I came across these sparkling metallic plugs. I was never really into anal play, unless I was pegging. So I picked up some of the plugs and I actually liked the weight of them in my hands. Some of them were really small and some were way to thick but then I saw it.

[MF] I embarrassed the clerk at a novelty store, made it up to her with sex

This all happened about 5 years ago, when I was about 19 and working at a shitty retail job where I had made some close friends. It was around the holidays, and in my group of friends we had an in-joke that we were going to buy my friend Chris a flesh light for Christmas (hilarious, I know). My other friend Andrew and I decided to go out to this record/novelty store in our town that had a smoke shop and sex toy section on the second floor. It was a favorite place of the semi-popular punk scene in our town, and so the store had tried to cater to all sorts of weird demographics. We headed upstairs and, sort of awkwardly, lingered around the smoke shop kind of drifting towards the beaded curtain that hid the adult section.

One of the two clerks at the smoke shop was an extremely cute brunette with a ponytail that help up her already fairly short hair. She was about 5’7″, and had a body that was just my type. Her breasts were small but obviously perky under her tight grey top, and her slim body widened out into some great hips and a small but shapely ass. She also had a really cool nose piercing that just did it for me.

Shy girl has a wild side I never knew about. [MF]

Quick backstory about Brittany. We sorta grew up together, never had any kind of intimacy until we were about 16 which was a New Years kiss. Jump ahead to when we were 20. I came home for leave, and she randomly hit me up. “Hey, heard you were in town. It’s been a while since I saw you. We should get together.” I didn’t have a vehicle since I was just visiting so I agreed and she came pick me up. I hadn’t seen her since I was 17ish and she was always a beautiful girl. Well she grew up to be a gorgeous woman.

She’s 5’8” platinum blonde, bright green eyes, slender frame with a perfect ass and legs to match. Smaller but really perky chest. Great smile, bright green eyes, and takes care of herself. She’s a gym fanatic so her body is tight. Something I can’t really explain, but she smelled so good. I remember that vividly.

My First Time Massaging A Woman In Front Of Her Husband [MF][Massage]

“I’ve been trying to talk my wife into experiences with other people and she is interested but hasn’t fully agreed to, yet.”

The response to my ad offering a sensual massage piqued my interest immediately. I’m not a masseuse. I have no official training. However, since my ex really enjoyed massages I had taken the time to study techniques on my own. Eventually, I discovered sensual massage and spent a few months learning about that and practicing on my (very appreciative) ex. It turns out that having large, strong hands is an asset when giving a massage.

That relationship was long over at this point, but my enjoyment of giving a great massage endured. I had taken to posting ads offering them for fun, no strings (or money) attached. My pursuits had led to quite a few enjoyable evenings.

This, however, was a new wrinkle. It had not occurred to me that a couple would be interested in the female half receiving a massage. I was interested, so I read on. I’ll call him Ned. Ned wrote that he hoped a massage might lead her to want to do more. He hoped it might end with her having sex with another man.

Milk Maids’ Coffee Bar and Restaurant (Part one) [FPOV]

My tits feel heavy and the nipples keep alternating between hard and soft as they feel the counter rub against them. I need feeding time, and now. I hear people ordering from my station, pressing espresso into the gasket and pouring the pumped milk stored in the fridge from the day before. I am not sure how good the breast milk lattes actually are, they’re too expensive to try and I’m not one for breaking the rules and trying one behind the boss’s back, but people rave about them. No, I think to myself as another small latte is ordered. Buy the fresh stuff. Let me get off. Let my back stop hurting.

And the more of yesterday’s supply they buy, the more we have to milk tonight. It’s not nearly as fun, but the way my nipples ache and swell from the pumping machine gets me off in a different way. The wind blows against my used up nipples from the opening front door, and hurts me, and also makes me feel so wet again. You could milk my pussy at this point, if it didn’t all pool and dry in my underwear.

The Capture of Valerie, Post Apocaylptic Story (slavery)(rape)(nonconsent)(NSFW)

(Part2 can be read at www.amaazingpages.wordpress.com)

It took a while for her eyes to adjust to the light in her new surroundings, but the first thing that Valerie had noticed upon waking was the smell of the damp that seeped all around this place and the sound of heavy rainfall hitting the lone small window that was just above her head.

From her surroundings Valerie guessed she was in a basement, above her through the wall she could hear what seemed to be excited laughter and conversation taking place, though she could not make out what was being said. Valerie did know however that she was tied up tight to a rusty pipe and lying on a strange, silk covered mattress on the floor, she also noticed that she was completely naked.

Her breath started to quicken as panic set in, the room was humid from the hot weather, and she was coated with sweat that was running all over her body.

‘Think Val…what happened!’ she thought to herself.

Watching My Daughter [Mf, masturbation]

This story is completely fictional.

Dads are supposed to be protective of their daughters. The stereotype is you wait in the living room when she has her first date and scare the holy hell out of the boy, insuring she’ll be safe and “virtuous” when she comes home. You set curfews and ask people out in the community to keep an eye out for the couple and make sure everything’s safe for your daughter. My own experience has been somewhat different. Oh, I want my daughter safe, and I’d do anything to protect her. But keeping her “virtuous” – that’s a very different matter.

Before you get the wrong idea you should know, I’m not a molester. I’ve never touched my daughter inappropriately or asked her to touch me. I’ve never talked dirty to her or made a pass or made her feel uncomfortable in any way. No one has a more protected, peaceful life than my daughter. And it shows in who she’s become. She’s a straight-A student, president of the student council, and a cheerleader. For her sixteenth birthday last month, we gave her a car. Nothing extravagant, but nice enough. All in all, she has nothing to complain about in her life.

Titty Fight[GG][competition]

‘The Grand Royal Hotel, New York City. Saturday evening, August 4th at seven o’clock.’ My challenge was issued over Twitter just this morning. I couldn’t stand to see this bimbo getting all the glory. Champion, my ass. She was nothing compared to me, all the twits that she had gone up against up until now were nothing like me. I knew that if I just had the chance, if I could just get her into a room and go head to head with her, that I could steal the Championship title for that prissy little bitch.

‘You’re on, skank.’ The response was simple and confident. Veronica, AKA the Jugg-ernaut, fell right into my lap. It was time to strip this twat of her title and name myself, Scarlet, the Tittie Terminator, the new North American Titty Fighting Champion.

The night had finally come. I had trained long and hard for this moment and though I had never before been defeated, neither had the Champion. I heard, through the grapevine, that Veronica had also been training intensely. She must be nervous. Worried that I will take her down just as I plan to do.

[MF] Handjob loving girl from work

I’ve written a few stories if you check my post history regarding Bec. At the time of these stories she was 20, one of the admin staff at work, and to describe her looks wise she has the most gorgeously cute face and a chubby yet curvy figure.

Anyway, I first met her on a camping trip with friends and work colleagues where we were destined to share a room while I tried to chase and get with another girl from the office who was your traditional stunner, albeit a brat and kind of arrogant.

Anyway it was during this week that Bec basically gave me handjob after handjob all week. After that we started hanging out where eventually she started to fuck, suck and of course, give these insane off the charts handjobs.

So recently (newsflash we are still together) we spent a weekend away where we went to a swingers party and spent basically the whole weekend naked. That’s a story for another post I think but there was a time over the weekend when I was utterly spent and she reminded me of the time early in our relationship when she first spent an entire weekend just focused on my cock. So I thought I’d recount it here. I apologise if I jump over the place.