25[F] [Str8] Bus encounter with a perv [voy] [huml] [mast]

[Fiction]

I'll let you in on a little secret. I have what I assume is a rather unusual fetish for a woman. I love flashers. I love perverts. And I love the idea of non consensual surprise penis. Let me give you an example.

So as you can probably surmise at this point, I'm quite the voyeur. I love the thrill of seeing a penis in the wild. At first, I had to make do with the occasional cock outline in a swim trunk, an underwear-clad bulge showing through the leg of a pair of shorts, perhaps if I got lucky, the swaying of a cock behind a loose pair of sweatpants. But on one special day taking the train, my wildest dreams came true.

I was taking a long train, about an hour and a half. Being a Monday afternoon, the car was fairly empty. I settled in by a window seat with my bag on the floor. I spread out, and enjoyed some window-gazing. A few stops into my trip, I notice a guy walking down the aisle. I don't think much of it at first. The car is still very empty, so I did not anticipate him taking a seat next to me. Except that's exactly what he did. "Excuse me, is this seat taken?" I make note that it's a man in dress pants and a coat. Brown hair. Otherwise nondescript. In the moment, all I can think to say is "sure, no prob."

Jake Part XVII – Summer Sun [MF MMFF timestop oral mast reluc nc huml inc voy]

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“Daddy!” someone whined. “Wake uuuuup!”
Jake’s nostrils were filled with a familiar scent of strawberry bodywash. He inhaled deeply and smiled.
“I know you’re awake,” Petra complained.
“Shoosh,” Jake said, wrapping his arms around the girl who had woken him from his nap by straddling his lap. “Sleep time is now.”
Petra whined again, pushing her breasts in Jake’s face. He noticed that they were uncovered, and his eyes snapped open. “Petra, your mother-”
“She’s out,” Petra said, smiling down at him. “Cheryl picked her up for a girls’ night.”
Jake relaxed, kissing the soft skin that was still pressed to his face. “What time is it?”
“I dunno, half past noon?”
“And she’s already out? Huh. I was gonna ask her if she wanted to get lunch or something.” He slid his hands down to Petra’s ass and gave a firm squeeze. “You hungry, princess?”
Petra wriggled into his grp, rubbing down against his lap at the same time. “Bored, mostly.”
“Well why aren’t you out having fun with your new girlfriend, hm?”
Petra scoffed. “Yeah, right You know she’s in love with you. Anyway, her family went out for the weekend. You can tell on account of how she’s not hanging around here trying to get all up ons.
Jake smirked. “All what now?”
“Nevermind. Let’s go out and have fun!”
“Alright… what did you have in mind?”

Summer Vacation – Day 1 [mf / f / voy / mast]

The last day of school!

After finally extracting myself from tearful friends, endless group hugs, and countless photo poses, I burst out of the doors of my middle school for the final time. I can't believe it, I'm gonna be in high school in the fall! And before then, a summer of complete freedom to spend with my friends to have fun and relax, and recuperate after another gruelling school year.

Well, not total freedom. My swimming practices would continue, and my parents had signed me up for a couple classes throughout the summer … but for the most part, freedom! At 13, nothing was more exciting than the thought of doing whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted, if only for a few months.

My journey home was only a short walk, and soon I was making my way up the driveway of our fairly typical two-storey suburban home – 3 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, a painstakingly manicured front yard and a backyard dominated by my dad's grill and our in-ground swimming pool. I grinned to myself at the thought of the swimming pool – I was gonna spend a LOT of time in its refreshing water this summer! The weather was already perfect for swimming, and I was nearly dressed for the occasion – in shorts and a tanktop, in any event, with floral-patterned sandals on my feet.

End of one journey, start of another [f/F] [exh] [voy] [oral] [lesb]

I should make it clear. I've always been comfortable with my body. If you told me to strip completely naked right now, I would do it without hesitation. I've always been like that. When I was younger, I was always the first to get naked as soon as I got home, and go skinny dipping by the lake. Similarly, from my teen years, I was comfortable stripping naked in a locker room, then walking bare to the showers, with around 50 teen girls witnessing my body. Of course I got comments like "slut", "whore", "no shame", did I care? No, if I want to be nude, I will be nude, everyone else can deal with it however they want. Of course, as I got to my mid-teenage years, with the arrival of alcohol and parties, me getting naked got a lot more prevalent not just at school, and boys would notice this, then act. More often than not, I was happy to end up pleasing a guy. This gave me a reputation, but once again it did not concern me. By the time I was 18, I was just finishing my higher education, getting ready for university, and had been sexually active for 3 years (if you hadn't have guessed yet, I am a free spirit). Around that time, my feelings started to change. The change started at a location I've already mentioned; the gym locker rooms. Although I was not having lessons, I would go to the school gym after school. One day, after a work out session, I ran into my ex gym teacher Miss Bellerose in the locker room. She also frequently used the gym after school. She was in her early 30s, yet by her looks could have been mistaken for a pupil, she had blonde hair, a statuesque 5'11 height, with long legs and a toned body. All of the boys in my class would always comment on her attractiveness, and I could now see why, as she came in with a low cut top, exposing her navel, and hot pants, she always seemed to be smiling too. Her look admittedly contrasted mine, I was a petite brunette, who could only hope to have a body as toned as hers. "Hey Laura! How are you doing?" She said in her usual happy tone. "Oh hey there miss Bellerose, I'm good thank you." "Please Laura, you're almost leaving to university soon, call me Amber. By the way, how are your studies going?" "Great thanks, should get into Peterson university" "That's great, I actually went there myself! Great for the parties if you get what I mean. Sorry I shouldn't be telling you that. But let's just say, you discover a lot about yourself there…" she replied in a sly tone. "Ok well I better go hit the showers, of course now with you leaving, I can speak to you as person to person, so we can continue our talk there if you want?" Was she serious? Was my ex gym teacher really suggesting that I could come and shower with her. Given she'd seen me nude many times in the locker room, and I had actually once asked her a question whilst completely nude, but I still couldn't believe it. I politely declined. As soon as I did, what happened next would change my view on life completely. With no apprehension, miss Bellerose stripped down to her bra and panties, most girls would shower like that, except for me of course as I thought it was a shame to get them wet. Clearly miss Bellerose was confident enough to think the same. Unhooking her bra, she revealed her smaller yet perfect breasts, then slid down her panties past those legs which went for miles, and took them off, chucking them in a bag. She was taking a shower au natural, and my eyes couldn't help but secretly stare, as she stretched out her flexible body, to make sure that she could get soap and water all around her luscious body. I'd felt an attraction to miss Bellerose I had never felt towards a woman. I wanted to discover more of her. I'd felt lust for teenage boys at parties, but this was a woman and more importantly my ex gym teacher. I went casually, but could not stop thinking about my feelings towards my teacher and how I viewed her bare, exposed, toned body in the shower, as well as that she had offered to converse with me, while we would both be nude, applying soap and washing our bodies in the school showers. Over the next week, until I knew that we'd meet at another gym session (for which I'd have to time things perfectly), I had cleared up my feelings about Miss Bellerose. If I had an attraction to her, I should just go with the flow, if she presented me with an opportunity, I should just go with it, and see where things go. Next gym session I knew I was going to meet her in the locker room, I had seen her stuff, and I had time to prepare getting there first. I decided to do what I'd done all throughout, be myself. I then decided to take a very long shower, waiting for her to come in, until I realised that she was not coming. I looked round and to my surprise, she had been sneaking a look at me all this time. I then performed a bit of a show for my ex gym teacher. I lavished my perk breasts with hot soapy water, making bubbles on them and cleaning them off, making sure that my erect nipples in particular were clear. The water then cleansed my whole body, including the inside of my pussy. All in full view, I then fully turned around and greeted her. "oh hi miss Bellerose, didn't see you there. Don't mind me, I'm just getting clean, you should have seen me, I was dripping after my session, well of course, I'm still dripping now" "oh sorry Laura, I wa… was… just coming in to… get changed" "I meant to say Amber, sorry, I know you told me to call you that the other day, if you want to continue our chat from the other day, I'm more than happy to talk to you here" "I might take you up on…that Laura" She then took all of her clothes off, more nervously and apprehensively than the other day. Until the woman, formerly my gym teacher, now my new focus of attraction and I were in the showers together. "So, Amber, you were saying about how you discover a lot about yourself at university. But I think I've discovered something about myself more recently" "What's that?" she says trying to keep composure. "I think I like girls miss. I especially like blondes, you know the ones with the toned body's" I then went for it. I leaned in and kissed her. She did the same, I knew she felt the same as I was, and I was so excited for our passionate, dirty encounter that would ironically be in a school shower. We kept on kissing, then she broke and said "in which case, let me show you what I learnt at university Laura". Shower still running, she caressed my petite body, and bent down her long eloquent legs, kissing first my soapy breasts, before licking my navel until I felt pleasure from just belly button play, then she went all the way. Looking up at me with experienced eyes, she bows her head towards my nether regions, tickles my lips the tip of her tongue, teasing me. Until, with the full length of her tongue, she explores my clitoris. Being the first time with a girl, I can't help but moan and move her head, I'm screaming so loud, but I can't help this wave of sexual pleasure. All the other times, I've just had to have or touch or suck an inexperienced cock at the height of my inebriation, yet this gives me a feeling I've never felt before. I'm forced into cumming like a whore, until I lay naked and almost motionless in a shower. "so did you like today's lesson Laura" "Yes miss" "Do you know what a bad girl you've been" "Yes miss" "Turn over you slutty little girl" I complied, and she spanked my bare ass as hard as it's been hit, making me release a moan. "Now, I'm afraid due to the standards being set, you're going to have to get some extra tuition and homework. I need you to come to mine so I can set it" "Yes miss" I did not know what was going to happen, I could hardly comprehend the amazing events that had just happened, but all I knew was that I was no longer just going to be Laura the gym student.

So you’ve found a friend [MF][mast][cuck][MMF] Part 1

I love a good wank. Reddit's stream of amateur pics celebrates the digital age in all it's glory; to be able to instantly have nude photos, shared with everyone in the ultimate game of voyeurism. And I make the most of it. Given we haven't fucked in I don't know how long it's become routine for me to retire for the evening, watch some TV and end with a browse and a wank while checking out a good thread like /r/MILF or /r/wifesharing. I pay particular attention to the very amateur pictures; the ones clearly taken on a phone or in a passionate, poorly lit situation. Mid coitus, blood running hot and juices flowing. Nothing gets me harder.

And stumbling across a great set is always a great find. A dozen or so pictures perhaps of a striptease ever revealing more and more or a fuck session in various positions. This one was of particular note in that it began with a hitched up dress showing a big, white, middle aged ass and moved on through underwear being on then off and finally a neck to knee shot full frontal revealing a beautifully trimmed pussy. I was rock hard at that, just imagining what was next for that luck photographer.

My personal delivery guy (f)

I had this thing with a guy last year…we went to 3rd base on a public bus and met up later for really … hot sex. We held off for a year, I was in a relationship and tried to make it work. It hasn't worked, really, so I sought out the guy again. Let's call him Killian.

He works for a delivery company, and gets weekend deliveries every once in a while. I joined him one weekend he had the truck. We sat awkwardly, trying to figure out where we could park in a cube truck and not be noticed – sunday morning, no less. Went to a mall with loading bays in the back and parked.

A little part of me loves voyeurism. Having sex in public, groping…whatever.

We started by making out in the cab of his truck. I wanted to go in the back and just be…fucked, hard. But, comfy seats and quite a bit of space prevailed. I put my hand on his leg and travelled up, and he was hard. I said we should relive our first time, making out on a bus and me getting him off in his pants. He muttered he couldn't wait and unbuckled his belt and took out his cock, beautiful and thick with a great cut head.

While I wait [F][M] [mast] [voy][oral]

He's barely touched me for over two weeks. He's stressed from work. He knows how high my sex drive is and I've not been shy about trying to seduce him. Shimmying my curvy petite body around him in sexy outfits that normally make him lose control. My pouting face betrays my disappointment each time he says he has work that needs doing. I saw how he watched me dancing last night. Tiny short dress, accentuating my perfectly toned assets, moving my body to the music playing. You denied yourself the pleasure I've been wanting and returned to your home office. I've been playing good little housewife for days but we're not even married. The house is spotless, cupboards fully stocked and his clothes all hang in the wardrobe but his work isn't done. I need to take my pleasure into my own hands. I open my favourite drawer, I've not been in here for a while though, I hadn't needed to. I find the little purple silk bag that holds my favourite toy. I place it on the bedside table. Easy access. My mind conjures up what I need, perfect images that make my heart race. What would it be like to go into his office and kneel in front of him and suck and lick his manliness until he pinned me to the wall. Or to sit in his lap and ride him, letting his hard cock push into my soft tight wet pussy, needy for him. Bouncing myself to orgasm on his lap, my perfectly manicured nails leaving marks on his back. Or even present my ass to him by bending over his desk. He's wanted to for so long and I've been teasing him with it. A ring on my finger before he gets me every single way. I'd not said it out loud but we both knew. He will pay for making me wait for this. I need him and I don't like it. So here I set up the final act for his unintentional orgasm denial and turn the tables. Something that will make him beg me. I'll make his tongue worship me before he gets his release. The outfit chosen very specifically. The black lingerie he likes under my little black dress. Severe against my lily white skin and golden hair. The heels match too. The bedsheets are fresh white linens, it's these tiny details I know he will notice. He noticed them before he left. Back against the inside of cold front door I begin my seduction of my absent man. My carefully painted red lips and black eyeliner are done in that classy, sexy way he likes. My hair in soft curls around my shoulders. I am his perfect dream girl and he needs to know it. He should be home in less than half an hour. The music is playing my favourite songs and the roses that were delivered earlier are on the coffee table. I slide off my heels as I saunter down the hallway and into the main living room. My bag is left there as I approach the stairs. And into our bedroom. My dress is slowly unzipped by my wandering fingertips. I let it fall on the landing. I can feel my anticipation building, I can feel the hot mess of lust I've become. Like an actress entering the stage I glide into the bedroom . The camera on his wall mounted tv /pc has been turned on but not by accident. This will be better than one of his Skype chats with investors. I let myself fall backwards onto the bed, the luxurious bedding makes it feel like falling onto a cloud. A giggle escapes my lips. Excited like a school girl. I close my eyes and let my instinct take over. Biting my lip gently, my hair has splayed out on the bed like a halo. My hands play with my hair and inch down my body. A quick flick, an arched back and my breath are released. My pink rosebud nipped are hard at my arousal. I tease them and let my hands roam my body freely. I can smell the scent of myself soaking through the lacy panties. It makes me dizzy. I've never been so wound up and completely wild. The images in my head come flashing up like a dirty slideshow. The things we had done in this bed. I tear off my panties and moan his name. Gently my fingertips find my swollen little clit. Tiny little touches changing to rough massaging, moving my juices from my little hole to my clit. I'm making such a mess but he will be home soon. I'm writing across the bed but I'm going to keep my explosive moment for you. Circling my clit with my fingertip is making it difficult. I bet i can make myself orgasm with only one finger but I reach hungrily for my toy, second favourite to his huge cock. I push it it slowly, it's vibrations curling my toes.

While watching my sister shower… [Mf, inc, voy, reluc, oral]

This is part 2 in my dark minds, dark places series. This can be read independently or in conjunction with part 1 – When I Came Home From College (see posting history)

For several weeks I had been watching my sister Katie shower in the bathroom without her realizing it. I got off on it in a way that nothing else had ever turned me on. I was 25 and with her being six years my junior it made it all the more hot. It usually started once I heard the door lock. I immediately would rush downstairs into the basement, climb up the footstool, push out the floorboard in the bathroom closet, and climb silently through. Once inside I watched her through the slats of the closet door as she showered with my dick solid in my hand stroking silently to her hygiene ritual.

When I came home from college… [Mf, voy, inc]

This is the first in a line of stories that will be connected but each will be able to be read independently. They will focus on what most would consider seriously inappropriate taboos with this story being the most vanilla of them all. If these sort of things are your fetish, please sit back and enjoy…

It all started when I came home after graduating from college at 25. Graduating with an MBA, as I soon learned, does not automatically translate into finding a good paying job. When I went off to college after high school I had big plans – I picked the college farthest away from my parents because I was ready to be independent. The first couple years parties, sex, drugs, and drinking took up a majority of my time and, as you can imagine, piece by piece my four year college education plan was extended. Failing classes, signing up for fewer classes than I could have handled, not taking anything truly seriously significantly put me behind. At first it didn't matter because I had a money flow from my parents that would keep coming in but as they started learning about my grades that money slowed to a trickle. Year by year the realities of adulthood hit me – I had to start working a job on the side, taking on deeper and deeper debt, and actually taking my classes more seriously. But when I did finally graduate I realized I had no serious job opportunities. Saddled with debt I had to go home, back to the small town my parents lived in, and admit defeat.