Dirty Laundry – A College Dorm Story

This happened about 10 years ago but I can still remember it like it was yesterday. I was 21 working a full time job and she was 22 and in college. We lived together but would sometimes take our laundry to the dorms laundry room because it seemed to be seldom used and was a bit cheaper than the other ones in town.

She was 5'8", long dirty blond hair, full but not fat body and one of the best pair of D breasts I've ever seen.

Anyways, one time we were doing laundry at the dorms she was wearing this sexy little sundress, red with some sort of pattern that looked great with her skin tone. all day I kept saying how sexy she looked and I liked being able to lift her skirt and grab her ass all day as well.

We were alone in the laundry room for about 15min. when we started kissing and feeling each other. My dick got so hard I was rubbing it right against her as I held her from behind and kissed her neck.

This Day. [M,F,F] [voy]

Today is nice. It is a warm Spring day and there is a light breeze to the air. Work has been good, relationships with family and friends are excellent. Part of my life balance for sanity is spending time to enjoy myself by going on walks, gardening, being with the Earth. My home is a small, cute corner lot. There are many willow trees in the area and lots of wildlife that you can see hanging around, feeding on the foliage.My kitchen has a small cafe table with two chairs, and an embroidered runner that was made for me by a dear friend. I came across my idea for the morning over a cup of coffee and outdoor observation.

'I'll break a sweat today,' I think to myself and dress in a pair of leggings and running shoes, sports bra and a tee. I stop to look in the mirror as I am changing…. I assess my breasts and bottom, and think to myself, 'You're beautiful, keep it up.'

The erotic invention of lying Part 1 [m/f] [voy] [fantasy] [oral]

He had a gift. Everyone believed everything that he said. It didn't matter whether it was fantasy or reality, which meant that he could make his fantasies his reality. As a boy of 18, he was in his final year before university and had already used his gift to manipulate grades. However there was something he had not thought to manipulate yet; sex. There were attractive girls in his school year who he naturally had thoughts about. Sexual thoughts. If he could, he would like to experience sex with all of them. He would want nothing more than to see them naked, just as an 18 year old boy would think about 18 year old girls. He was a virgin and that was not likely to change, like he desperately wanted. But damn it, if he could make his grade change, why couldn't he make his appearance change. When he heard a quote in his class: "the human brain is subject to change. If something is convincing enough, no matter what, a human will believe it. You could even trick them into false consequences." And the idea came…HE COULD TRICK THEM INTO HAVING SEX WITH HIM! But how? He would have to convince them that if they had sex with him, there would be huge benefits. That way, they'd have to do it. Although he wasn't just content with having sex one by one. He wanted them all at once. There was a host of girls he wanted, who he'd approach. For each one, he'd tell them, that if they did exactly what he said, they could have whatever they wanted in life. He would organise his dream. He'd book a hotel room one night, making convenient excuses for why he'd be away from his parents for the whole night. He'd also give the girls instructions, of how to get to the poolside luxury hotel. He addressed the girls one by one, who of course, could not refuse this opportunity. He told the first girl, Georgina. She was uniquely attractive. Pure ginger hair, a sporty girl with a toned, well built body. Perfectly strong legs, well exposed. A body and belly, filled in and well built, breasts larger than the average girl and a heavenly ass, her standout feature. It was perfect, it was large, it was kissable. When she bent over, the urge was unreal. A second girl, Megan, was also approached. She had a beautiful, innocent face, with beautiful hair. But behind all the cute beauty, was a girl who wanted wild experiences. Accompanying her beauty, was a sizeable pair of breasts, amazing for a girl her size. Not to mention an ass that although was not comparable to Georgina's, was particularly impressive when she leaned over. The third girl, Sophie, who was like Megan, in that she had innocent beauty, but even more than her, a whore was in control of her. She was nice, but she craved the lifestyle of a slut. She was petite, even more so than the other two, but large breasts and assets were not needed when wanting to eloquently penetrate her and her attractive body. Then, there was a last girl, Laura. She was very tall for a girl, her height made her legs last for eternity, and an Amazonian, slim body, made her appealing like a mountain to conquer and climb. She had small breasts, but an appealing ass which gave you the undeniable intention to squeeze. Not to mention the fact that her belly button was pierced, the sign of a confident girl who deep down was willing to do anything, and made her body unique and sexy. Then there was Elena. a girl who seemed sweet, but like the other sweet girls, was wild once alcohol had penetrated her belly. She was blonde and fully built, therefore not slim, but perfect for grabbing assets. Izzie was next. Her beauty was undeniable. Arguably the most attractive, she had the full package, beauty, tits, ass, body, she was essentially perfect. Georgia, like Laura, was a very tall girl, who had black hair and had a rebellious rock attitude. She was slim, and may not have had as great assets, but her uniqueness and physique made her enviable to enter. Lord only knows how their vaginas would be. But I wanted to find out. All of the girls agreed, so it was set to meet outside the hotel that night. I couldn't comprehend everything, how did this work? But still, I had to do this. The girls appeared one after the other, we talked, there was urgency from them, but delight at the reward, some asked why and I told them I was chosen. Checking into the hotel, we went to the room en masse. When I got there, I was the commander, so I led everyone outside. "First you all need to strip naked". They stripped completely, Laura and Georgia towering over with physique, Georgina bending over to drop her panties, Izzie and Eleanor revealing their beautiful bodies, Sophie and Megan stood out the most, small bodies, but intriguingly tight vaginas, as if they were virgins too, but I knew, that was not true, and those seemingly perfect vaginas had been penetrated. Then I had to strip, I had to get naked, so I told them: "I have to get naked too and listen, you might not know, but I am the most attractive man and we should have sex". I wanted everyone to be relaxed, so I instructed them to get wasted and drink the huge amount of alcohol that they wanted. You could see them leaning back with a bottle in hand, making all their bellies prominent, with their belly buttons in particular standing out. They were happily conversing, drunk and naked. Some started to even touch me and fondle me. The pool was looming, so I was going to fulfil my skinny dipping fantasy with these unbelievably attractive girls, then I could even do it….

Uncle Mark, Ch. 1 [MFf] [inc] [mast] [voy]

Mark and his brother Sam had a great time catching up on the past three years during the drive from the airport. Mark told Sam about his overseas wanderings, and Sam filled Mark in about the family: his wife Jen and their only daughter Valentina, who had just turned sixteen. Visiting Sam and his family was always a great way to come back from a journey, and Mark had made it a tradition for the past decade to weather his jet lag at his brother's suburban home.

Although they were brothers, the two of them did not look much alike. Sam was light-haired and round of face, while Mark was dark-haired and rugged, with a perpetual shadow of stubble on his angular jaw. They swung into Sam's driveway and Mark gazed with a measure of envy at the fruits of Sam's success. The house was large and gorgeous. As usual, a voice in Mark asked him, "What are you doing wandering the globe? Wouldn't it be better to just settle down and have a place like this to call home?" He got out of the car and hefted his travel pack over one shoulder. He was dressed in a grey V-neck tee shirt that clung to his trim, athletic frame; and cargo shorts and sandals. The uniform of the bum. But at least he was a handsome bum and could pull it off.

Making Porn With My MILF [Str8, mF, mast, anal, oral, voy]

Almost every day when I get home from school, I go upstairs into my room, put some music on and start doing my homework. Unless I’m hanging out with Jon, or recently, hooking up with one of the neighborhood’s sexy middle-aged women, I just put on one of my favorite albums and get work done. One day a few weeks ago, I was hoping that Janet or Emily or one of the women that I had been fucking over the last few months would send me a text while I was at school that they were around for me to come over when I got out of class. I was just really horny that day, more so than usual. Sitting in Mrs. Robinson’s class, I couldn’t stop thinking about how I had bent her over her desk in that very class room. She didn’t seem to be thinking about the same thing though.

Catching Her [MF] [Msolo] [Voy] [Mast] [Cheat]

Rainy days. I love them. The dark, overcast sky. The low rumble of thunder in the distance. The overwhelming urge to be lazy. They make the perfect excuse to duck out of work, get home well before the kids do, undress, and relax naked for while.

Being so early in the day, I expected the door to be locked. Being so early, I expected to find the living room still a mess. Being so early, I expected my wife to still be asleep on the couch.

When I slipped in the front door I found the living room to be quite tidy. I found the couch empty. I even smelled a bit of Clorox and saw that the dishes and counters were clean. I was pleasantly surprised.

Mindful of the cleaning my wife had done, I slipped my work boots off and placed them out of the way of the door. I passed through the dining room, where my desk is, and dropped off my phone and cigs. I padded lightly across the kitchen towards the bedroom. Since I didn't see her, I figured she was in the bathroom. Knowing how easy it is to scare her, I figured it'd be fun to sneak up on her.

Wi[F]e gets a surprise call from husband on business trip [MF] [F] [mast] [swing] [fantasy][voy]

first time I have posted any writing…hope you like.

TUESDAY NIGHT

“My back is killing me.” She said out loud to no one as she put the last bowl in the sink.

It had been a long day. Her husband was on day two of a four-night business trip, and between running around with the kids, and errands for her business, she was looking forward to curling up in her bed and finally relaxing.

Sleep didn’t come easily when her husband was away, but as she locked the downstairs doors and grabbed her cell phone, she hoped tonight would not be a problem.

Checking the phone as she headed up the stairs, she scrolled to the last text from her husband about an hour ago.

~Headed out with the clients, call you in the am.~

She considered texting back, but figured he was out and wouldn’t be checking his phone, so she decided to just talk to him in the morning when he called.

One for the Road (MC, MF)

Same as my last post: my apologies if this is similar to anyone else's story. Let me know if it is. Let me know anything you'd like, actually.

My wife and I had a rule when we went out socially. If I drive one time, she drives the next. It's not ideal, but it allows each of us to have a fun night out drinking with friends or alone without having to resent the other for always having all the fun.

The New Year's Party was an exception, we had carpooled and each got a little drunk. But it was her time to drive tonight, this cold February night. We left the restaurant, waving our goodbyes to the Walkers as I navigated ice patches in the parking lot to the front seat of our SUV. I stepped up and sat into the seat as Leslie turned the engine on and let it heat for a moment. We puttered out of the parking lot, the heat kicking in as my head sort of drifted right into the passenger side window.

What the Webcam Saw [MF, exh, huml, voy]

I untied the thin belt around my waist. My robe slipped off my shoulders, falling to the floor of our hotel room. “How do I look?” I asked, but his wide-eyed expression and hanging jaw told me everything I needed to hear.

“Y-you look amazing,” he stammered. But it was nice to hear it, too, I had to admit…

“Really? You don’t think these pasties are too small?” I wondered, gesturing to the small, black hearts adorned with turquoise bows, the only things covering my sumptuous, sun-kissed breasts. “I mean, they barely cover anything.” I walked closer to him, step by step, smiling inwardly as he squirmed on the bed, trying and failing to hide his growing desire. His pants bulged deliciously. “You can see almost everything. I might as well be naked…”

“It’s a good look on you… Why don’t you come closer so I can see how lovely you look, kitten?”

I mewed and bit my lip. “Well, if you insist…” I softly dropped into his lap, wrapped my arms around his neck, and stared deeply into his eyes. “Like this?” A familiar and insistent hardness pressed urgently against my bottom. I gently wiggled against it.