My [M] first mother in law [F]

This is from WAY back and was a period when I was only beginning to realize that women like sex just as much as men do, they just prefer no one else knows about it.

I was dating this gal named Sharon, a tiny little thing, 93 pounds and barely 4′ 8″ tall.

A bit of petting was OK, bare breasts was her limit, and she would rub my dick as long as her panties stayed on.

The one problem was, she lived a bit over 100 miles away from the ranch I lived on with my folks.

One night about midnight, I dropped her off, her Mother told me I could stay in their spare bedroom, since she didn’t want me driving all the way home in the dark, so I accepted. That became a regular thing, every Friday night I slept there, then went home the next day.

Her Dad was a small on the nerdy side guy, very quiet, her Mom was a bit on the big side, not bad and good looking in a way, with a dominant personality.

I [F] [28] got fucked by my cousin [M]

Hi loves, Nina here! 

I’m 28 years old, live in Canada but originally from Lebanon. I’m 5 ft tall, about 135 pounds, with dark hair and light skin. I was brought up fairly conservatively but ever since my separation from my husband, I’ve really started to explore and experiment with sex. Part of this was due to necessity as my separation led me to a tough financial situation. I had to move into a sketchy neighbourhood to be able to afford rent, and finding a job in this environment having never worked has been a challenge. I’m in debt and my credit has taken a bit of a hit.

As a result, I’ve had to resort to becoming a sex worker, an occupation I enjoy much more than I thought I would have. My clients are generally all older men, between the ages of 50-60+, which works out nicely for me because I have a weakness for older men (while they have a weakness for my short skirts). 

The time that Sticking my dick in Crazy was 100% worth it. [FM]

Edit:

Hi all, this is a repost of the first story I ever posted here, a couple of years ago, and since deleted it. And yes I know the title is weapons-grade douchebaggery.

This is a really long one. The good shit starts at the asterisks

Please forgive the typos, I’m super turned on rn.

Alright, here it goes. My plunge into the other side of the post.

I’m a long-time lurker here and avid consumer of steamy narratives. Honestly for most of my life too. Even as a horny, hormonal chimpanzee of a teenage boy, I preferred poetic fuck-tales to pornos. Don’t get me wrong. There’s a handful of video’s floating on a layer of internet scum, that when I come across I turn into a got-damn werewolf. 

But seriously, there’s nothing like firing up the imagination station with some well-written stimulus to transport my mind, heart, soul, and dick into an alternate dimension where I am super good at sex and everything feels really good. Ya know, rather than this one where I’m kind of ok at things and its bit of a wash between what feels awesome and what is scary as hell. I think it was Aristotle who said, “No one knows how to noodle your noodle, quite like your noodle.” The circle of life is a beautiful thing. 

[MF] Visited our nanny for the first time in years.

This is a bit long but if you need to you can scroll down to the ——– line below.

Please bear with me.

We have been in contact since she had left to take care of her dad who was terminally ill years ago. Emails and phone calls at least once a week and we both knew that we could say anything to each other without fear of judgement. Even when my wife passed we had talked on the phone for hours and cried together.

Elaina was our own naughty nanny for about 6 years. She had shared a life and a bed with my wife Janet and me and we had all been sad when she had to leave. Even My kids loved their nanny and call her from time to time for advice even though they are grown and have moved out.

Last week I had a really bad day and all of this plague frustration and needing someone to talk to boiled over into me making a call to Elaina and leaving a message that I would be there soon. I just grabbed my go-bag and put on my leathers and walked out the door. Within minutes I was on the road on my bike and headed for Elaina’s place 500+ miles away. I rode like I was being pulled to her.

True Story of a Lonely Dad and Soccer Mom Gone Wild – The First Perfect Day

I’ve been an active, hands on kind of dad since my kids were conceived. Two sets of twins, just over 1 year apart, tough pregnancies. Wife struggled before that but after the second birth, she changed. Asexual, depression, physical issues. That lead me to handling pretty much everything, which brought me in contact with a lot of the local moms. And this, dear friends, is the true story of an incredible day I spent with one of those moms, who I will call Kim.

Kim texted me at around 8 AM and asked if I wanted to meet around lunchtime at the park about midway between our houses (roughly 20 minutes away). Of course I agreed, showered up, got the kids ready, packed some snacks and lunches for my 4 and enough for her 2 (I included some fresh strawberries and Kiwi because I know Kim loves them).

The Stripshow [Daddy/Daughter/Gangbang]

**Warning: This book is only appropriate for adults. It contains extreme language and subject material. All characters are above the age of 18, consensual and fictional. None of the following events actually took place.**

I wasn’t supposed to be home when daddy and his friends got back from the bar, but as I made my way down the steps I heard them getting into an argument.

“You were in charge of hiring the stripper, Earl.” Daddy sounded very disappointed, because the only naked women he had seen for the last three years were on the internet.

“I’m sorry okay, I forgot. Maybe we can get one on short notice?” Earl is the big guy in the group, and not exactly the brightest. He always had a hard time finding pants that could fit around his gigantic stomach – and I’m gonna be honest – it’s no secret why women don’t really like him.

“Tell that to Kevin. He’s spending his last night of freedom with three ugly drunks.” Daddy wasn’t pissed, but he wasn’t happy either. The bachelor he referred to is his best friend and college roommate, and compared to Earl, Kevin was a hunk. His soon-to-be wife could have done a lot worse given their age.

Wife’s First Time Exploring Her [Dominant] Side! [D/s] [FemDom] [hot wife] [asphyxiation] [orgasm] [orgasm control]

Typically more submissive, my wife (who I refer to as “Psyche” from Greek mythology), was snuggled against me, our naked bodies entangled underneath a soft blanket.

“Tell me about an erotic story you’ve read lately.” She says softly, her hands caressing my chest as my fingertips glide across her arm and back.

“Hmmmmm… let’s see.” I reply, thinking of which one would make her the wettest.

Then I remembered one I recently read about a young college freshman [18F] that had her first sensual kiss with another woman [F21]. It was a very sexy story and with my wife’s own fantasies about having her first female sexual experience, I knew she would enjoy this one.

I proceeded to tell her the story, not leaving out any juicy detail. I could tell her arousal was increasing with each detail and soon she was ever-so-slightly pressing and grinding her pussy against my bare thigh.

The time I 22 [M] shot jizz like Old Faithful with my best friend’s ex girlfriend 23 [F]

All of this happened all the way back in 2008. Looking back, I wouldn’t have done what I am about to tell you about. At the time, I couldn’t help but go for it with this girl, and I’d be lying if I said I haven’t jerked off for years thinking about this encounter. I hope you won’t judge me too harshly. I was one horny fucking college student. Here goes (names are changed for privacy).

I heard about Becca the first day of rush in our freshman year. Everybody knew about her. She was talked about by every girl and every guy anywhere near the Greek system. The girls wanted to be her, and every guy wanted to be with her. I even overheard a gay couple I was friends with say, “we might both be totally gay, but we would at least try pussy out if she wanted to let us.”

Office Job [pregnancy/anal]

The work day was coming to a close. Since it was Friday before a long weekend most of the office had decided to leave early, so it was completely deserted. My eyes strained staring at my computer screen in my cubical. I was starting to think it was time to leave as well.

My stomach growled and I felt a bump from the little one growing inside me. ‘Seems like we’re both hungry,’ I muttered to myself. I rubbed my growing belly before gathering my things to leave.

Standing up I looked over the edge of the cubical wall. I spied Mr. Jacobs sitting at his desk in his office. He always worked late. Having built this company up from nothing it sort of came with the job. He was older, his hair already showing the grey of his age, but he was fit and tall. Always, large and in charge.

I could feel my pussy already starting to get wet just spying on him from here. I’d found him attractive from the moment he interviewed me, but being pregnant had thrown my hormones through a loop. I a had already spent a majority of the day imagining his cock in my mouth, the taste of his cum on tongue. Im sure he would fuck me harder than my husband. I was starting to soak through my panties…

I’m With the Band [watersports][gangbang][MMMMF]

What happens when you go to a pre-show party with a candy bowl full of E, molly and diablo and a table of free liquor?

You end up on your hands and knees straddled on top of some hot guy and having several thick flesh sticks working in and out of you like a damn piston.

At least, this is how I ended up.

I should start from the beginning.

There’s this band that I’ve been listening to since the beginning of high school and I am completely in love with the fucking singer. Even in my late 20s I rub myself silly thinking of all the ways he could fuck me. Even while being pounded by the guys I’ve dated, I imagined myself being hammered by him. The lead singer was called Nero, but that was just his stage name. Unlike other rock stars, he kept his personal life private but a little persistent stalking from me and I was able to find out more about him. I never shared anything I discovered. I kept it all in notebook under my bed.