To start, I’m a man who enjoys a decent backstory, so if you’d like to skip right to the dirt, find the line.Back in my sophomore year of college, I had recently been dumped by my first and only girlfriend. It was a high school thing that didn’t survive the college experience as so many don’t. This left me with three things: a bruised ego, a starving cock, and an over abundance of time on my hands. The first two I simply tried to remedy with frequent nights out at the bar, but the excess time left me a bit listless.I was studying STEM but had always had a passion for writing, so I decided to submit a short-story to a college sponsored contest and somehow ended up as one of the finalists. Next thing I know I’m receiving information about some event I’m supposed to attend in which I will meet other finalists and read a portion of the story in front of a crowd. Not exactly my scene, but fuck it, my ego could use the boost.The night goes by without much excitement. I read my stuff along w
I shattered my ankle skateboarding three weeks ago full cast, crutches, can’t even pull my own pants off without help. My roommate (the one who’s been eye fucking me since move in day) volunteered to be my “nurse.” Every night the routine: he helps me hobble to my room, sits me on the bed, carefully peels off my hoodie, then my leggings or sweats, always super respectful, eyes averted, hands gentle. I’ve been in just panties and a tank underneath, nipples hard every time because the tension is killing me. Tonight I’m extra frustrated. pain meds wearing off, horny from boredom. He’s kneeling to slide my yoga pants down, fingers brushing my thighs more than necessary. I catch his wrist when he gets to my hips. “Look at me.” He does. Eyes dark, breathing already heavier. I let go, lean back on my elbows, spread my good leg a little. “You can touch if you want.” That’s all it takes. He doesn’t ask twice. Pants off completely, panties hooked with his thumbs and yanked down slow. Ta
My stepmom made me to have sex with her in front of her friends Yeah ik this sounds like a fantasy and fake being written by a teenager and I again don’t blame you for thinking this is fake. This had only happened once and her friends are nice to me so I didn’t really mind this. My stepmom’s friends were over for their book club and were drinking wine. What I’ve learned from going through my stepmoms book collection is that some woman have very fucked up book selections. Anyways I was chilling in my room kinda waiting for her friends to leave cuz my stepmom promised to fuck me when they left. She called me downstairs and Selena Sarah and Pam are my stepmoms friends. Sarah asked me do you really have intercourse with your stepmother to satisfy her. I looked at my stepmom and she said it’s ok I told them they don’t believe me. I said yeah. Pam said I won’t believe it till I see it. My stepmom looked at them and said we can have sex in front of you and you can keep ur shirt on if you wa
Artyom stepped off the commuter train with a heavy backpack over his shoulders and immediately felt the hot July air envelop his skin. The station was almost empty, just an old woman with baskets and a couple of local kids on bikes. He texted Aunt Nika to let her know he'd arrived, and a minute later he saw her white SUV pulling into the parking lot. Veronika Sergeyevna stood by the open car door, wearing a light beige dress with thin straps. Her hair was pulled back into a loose bun, and she wore large sunglasses. She looked about thirty, at most, though Artyom knew for a fact she'd turned thirty-seven in January. She'd been divorced for three years, had no caravan, and lived alone in a large house outside the city, teaching yoga in two studios. "Well, hello there, nephew!" She smiled broadly, stepped forward, and hugged him so tightly that he felt her chest spring against him. Her scent was light, citrusy, with a hint of spice. The hug lasted a couple of second
As a young man I wasn’t a big hit with the ladies my own age and as such I never really understood my friends constantly trying to hook up with girls. However one weekend I lost my virginity to an older and more experienced woman and then it all made sense! At 18 I was more interested in riding motorcycles and hanging out with my friends than chasing women. I got home from a ride one Saturday afternoon and went inside to find my mom and her best friend Kathy sat around the kitchen table drinking coffee as I walked through the back door and into the kitchen. I walked in hot, sweaty and shirtless still wearing my riding pants and boots and went straight to the fridge for a cold drink. “God sake Danny look at the state of you!” My mom said referring to the dirt and grime all over me. I turned to see her scowling at me. But I noticed Kathy’s eyes were transfixed on my body and she was biting her bottom lip as she eyed me up and down. “Well you do get dirty riding dirt bikes mom!” I repl
We’ve been roommates for six months and the tension’s been ridiculous. Thin walls, shared bathroom, him always “forgetting” his towel so he walks past my room half naked. Tonight I’m in the shower, steam everywhere, music playing low, door cracked because the lock’s been broken forever. I’m rinsing shampoo, eyes closed, when I feel the air shift. Peek through the fogged glass, he’s standing in the doorway, towel low on his hips, just… watching. I should yell. Instead I lock eyes with him, slow motion slide the door open a little more, let the water run down my tits while I keep washing like I don’t see him. He drops the towel. Thick, already hard. undresses, pushes me against the tile wall, cold on my back, hot water on my front. No words. He lifts me by the thighs, pins me to the wall, slides in raw, one deep thrust that makes me gasp loud enough for the neighbors to hear. Shower pounding down on us, my legs wrapped around his waist. He fucks me hard and fast, water splashing, on
heya guys its anna! asian college student. i have a little free use agreement with my fwb and i wanted to share my experiences! its something i've always been into but never been able to explore... so yesterday was quite the day. we started off with our morning but this time with the knowledge that we had a free use agreement. i was still a bit nervous, but excited at the same time. we had a safeword, but i knew we wouldn't need it. 1. we woke up and i was still half asleep when i felt him on me. he woke me up with his dick in my mouth. i let out a moan and wrapped my lips around his cock and he started to fuck my face. he came and of course i swallowed... my first time sucking a cock before brushing my teeth ;) 2. but he wasn't done yet.... he ewas still rock hard and he put it back in my mouth. he came twice and i swallowed both of them.... HUGE LOAD BOTH TIMES SURPRISINGLY 3. i was making lunch when i felt him grab my butt. i turned around and he was looking at me with that mi
We’re having a lazy Friday night at her place: face masks, snacks, some random Netflix show paused on the TV. Truth or dare starts innocent, then she picks dare and I grin. “Text your boyfriend from my phone asking for a dick pic so I can rate it 1-10.” She cackles, grabs my phone, and types: “hey it’s your gf’s best friend. need a pic for an honest rating, no face pls” He replies in under a minute: a clean, well lit shot, thick, perfectly curved, hard as hell. Caption: “waiting for the verdict.” She zooms in, fake gasping. I study it like an art critic. “Strong 9… but I need the live version to be 100% accurate.” She smacks my arm, laughing, then dares me: “Call him over right now.” I hit call. He answers on the first ring: “Be there in ten.” Ten minutes later the door opens. He walks in wearing black sweats and that knowing smirk. My best friend props her phone against a water bottle on the coffee table, hits record, and announces “strictly for review purposes” I drop to
Pushing my hair over my shoulder, I inadvertently run my fingers down my neck, brushing against my collarbones, and a warm wave of memories, desire, and pleasure runs through my body. No, he never does that - our desire when we meet is too strong for such unobtrusive foreplay - but for some reason it is this reflex of my body that my memory associates with him, as, indeed, many others, and it is so attractive with its delicate, sharp sweetness, like the taste of caramel-mint ice cream. This chain of associations, memories and desires is impossible to break - although I have never tried, why would I? I close my eyes and imagine his hands unbuttoning my dress, his fingers touching my breasts, freeing me of all excess fabric. They squeeze my nipples, and they instantly harden, and I feel the growing wetness below, under the lace of my underwear. Then his lips encircle one nipple, then the other... And I want to press him to me, I stroke his hair, stretch my whole body toward him, archi
This one takes place about 3 years ago. If you've read any of my previous stories, you're probably familiar with Vicky. If you're not, let me fill you in: As a grad student, I taught one semester of math to freshman college students, one of whom was Vicky. We matched on Tinder during finals week, had a good time, and eventually had a long relationship that is far too complicated to describe here. Sometimes exclusive, sometimes open, sometimes more like friends-with-benefits, sometimes long distance sexting buddies, and everything else in-between. At the time of this story, we were comfortable just being FWB. I was feeling a bit horny one night, so I sent her that one gif of the dude with a mustache raising his eyebrows and it zooms in closer each time. I'm sure you've seen the one, if not, Google it and you'll know what I mean. That was sort of our own little shorthand for "let's get it on" when we didn't really care about all the formalities. The customary response was the gif of Rob
It's getting chilly here and I just love this time of year. Don't get me wrong, I like the heat and wearing next to nothing, but there is something about slipping into the covers and pulling up a video on my phone and touching myself. Did you know women are more likely to orgasm if they're wearing socks during sex? Now you do. So I put on my fuzzy socks and got into bed. I pulled up a video and started at it. My vibrator was pressed against my clit and yet I couldn't get myself to cum. I pulled out all my toys and bounced on my dildo but it was like my body knew it wasn't the real thing. It was getting late and I was nowhere close to sleep or cumming. I groaned in frustration, tossed my phone and my toys aside and walked down the hall. Max sleeps by himself down the hall, but I know his bed is big enough for two. I didn't bother knocking before throwing his door open and walking right in. I sat on the edge of the bed as he struggled to wake up. "What's wrong?" he asked, still half
It was the middle of the afternoon, our partners were at a basketball tournament and she and I were hanging out at our Airbnb- a charming cottage house with a pool. We were sunbathing topless and a little high, which always makes me horny as fuck. “God I could use an orgasm right now, he better get home quick” she said. Cheekily, I replied “I brought a vibrator if you need one, who said you need to wait?” We had made out before but never went any further. She rolled towards me and I watched as her breasts squished together, gravity pulling them into round lumps. We made eye contact and she nodded towards the house. I slid my sandals on and went to grab it. When I got back outside she looked at me with a look in her eye “come here” she said, I walked to sit beside her and leaned in for a kiss. She brushed my hair back and slid her tongue beneath my lips and wrapped her arm around the small of my back. I reciprocated and pushed into her? Climbing over her and running my hand down h
My dads friend Cody has been flirting with me since I turned 18. One time he called me an adorable princess when my dad was in the other room. He knocked on the door when my dad wasn’t home and said he was letting my dad borrow whatever a wiggle tool is and get something from the garage. I let him in and went back to my room. I was actually watching porn and was really wet. I closed out the porn on my computer and went to leave when I saw him appear in the doorway. “What’s the pretty dress for?” I was selling my failed prom dress on fb marketplace and it was hanging up on my mirror. “That’s my prom dress. I’m selling it.” “Oh why? I bet you look so beautiful in it.” “I only wore it there for 20 minutes because a teacher complained it was too short and they sent me and three other girls home.” “Really? That’s hilarious. Now I want to see you in it.” “I bet you do,” I teased. “Sorry, you get me worked up. Don’t tell your dad I said that, please.” “Ok, don’t tell hi
One night, I hadn't gotten much sleep from watching porn until midnight, so I decided to go home to catch up on some sleep, going to my tech room when everyone else had left. After walking a bit down the street, I returned to the entrance, climbed the stairs to my apartment, opened the door, and then heard my mother's voice a couple of floors below. I dashed into the apartment, tossing my jacket, boots, backpack, and bag with two shoes into the built-in closet in the hallway and darted in. The closet doubled as a storage room and was quite spacious. I hid behind the hanging things, and almost immediately the door to the apartment opened, and I heard my mother's softly cooing voice and a man's voice talking to her. - Oh, Yanka, you're such a bitch! I'll eat you right now! - Yes, I am! I'm going to eat you right now! My mother flirted back! I couldn't believe it! She's certainly a beautiful and sexy woman, and men like her, I could see it perfectly.
So, I'm on a mission. I met a guy at a halloween party and he fucked me within an inch of my fucking sanity but he never took off his mask so I have no idea who he is. I don't know his name, I just know what his dick looks like and how he feels inside of me. I don't have a lot to go off on, but I like an underdog story. I texted the guy who hosted the party but he told me the guest list got kind of crazy after a certain point. Friends of friends of acquaintances showed up and he didn't know everyone. However, he did give me the numbers of some of the guys that were there. Three of them happened to be roommates so I figured three birds one stone and convinced them to let me come over. When I got there the mood was tense. The three of them seemed nervous just having me in their place. I asked my questions but they didn't seem to know anything, or were very good liars. I simply had to know for myself, so I asked if I could see their cocks. Of course, that took them by surprise but wh
After my eighteenth birthday, my older sister, Nathalia, wanted to help me experience the world as an adult. She thought it’d be fun to go on an adventure, so she decided to take me on a skiing trip to Aspen. By the time we landed at Aspen/Pitkin County Airport, it was late in the evening. The airport was small but efficient, and after grabbing our luggage, Nathalia picked up the rental car. Nathalia was three years older than me, her blonde hair cascading over her shoulders in loose waves. She had piercing blue eyes, high cheekbones, and smooth lips, the kind of looks she’d inherited from our mother. She wore leggings and a snug sweater that clung to her curves. The drive to the cabin was quiet at first, but I couldn’t stop looking out the window. The mountains were nothing like I had ever seen before, towering peaks dusted in white, stretching endlessly beneath a dark sky. Moonlight reflected off the snow, making everything glow with an almost unreal brightness. Pines lined the wi
Since the divorce I've dated on and off, but I'm busy and a dad, and the apps are sometimes more trouble than they're worth. After a good week I'll have momentary motivation and unpause my profile and seek out a fling. I'm handsome, in my late 30s, with blue eyes and a well kept beard, and so I usually have little trouble finding someone to hookup with, but nothing really lasts. It makes sense that things don't last of course, I look after my kids every second week, so my attention is always partial. When they're with me I want them to be staying in a proper house, so I stay somewhere only just within my means. A few months ago I decided that I needed to supplement my income and find someone who could stay half the time. I put out feelers to FB groups and online listings. It's a weird ask but I thought it couldn't hurt to look. I charged below market rate but the first 5 people I saw were clearly untrustworthy or didn't read the ad. Then I met Belle. She suited perfectly. She worke
Me and this guy had been dating for quite awhile and though we were comfortable with each other already and the sex was phenomenal, it was approaching the point of the relationship where I like to divulge and inquire about our deeper kinks and fetishes. Like most guys, I could tell immediately that he was holding back. "I'm already satisfied.... I like rough sex.... threesome...." Basically all the stuff every girl already knows that guys want. I kept prying. I figured if I shared some of my kinkier desires then maybe it would open him up more. I went all the way and shared my interest in CNC (I hadn't yet gotten to explore CNC at this point in my life). He was intrigued for sure, but I did let him get off easy by just saying he shared the same kink. He was still hesitant so I decided there was an easier way of doing this. I asked if he'd be willing to watch porn with me and he agreed immediately. I cozied up on the couch while he went to get his iPad. I took it from him and went to
Before I jump back in I got a few messages asking what Sasha and Emma looked like. Sasha was tall, pale, and slender, around 5’ 8” with natural soft amber brown curls, brown eyes, and a very artsy appearance. Even in uni she had a lot of tattoos, and always wore a lot of jewelry - necklace stacks, multiple rings, lots of ear piercings, etc. She was thin, but had a very cute and perky butt, adorably toned stomach, loosely defined abs, and smaller B-cup breasts. Emma on the other hand was short, probably 5’ 2” or so, short jet black hair with bangs, hazel eyes, and tan skin. If I remember correctly she was a quarter hispanic, and had that latina sort of personality and aura, if you know what I’m talking about. She didn’t have any tattoos or piercings besides basic ear rings that I can remember, but that’s not what I was really looking at when it came to her. She was still on the slimmer side of things, but she had beautiful curves, a round and firm butt, and gorgeous breasts - perky, C
This is an oldie, but goodie. This story happened 35+ years ago and I remember it like it was yesterday. This was my senior year in high school. We were all over 18 at the time. I was attending a vocational school where we were required to change into a uniform before going to our program. The boys and girls locker rooms were right next to each other. Our class had been together for two years so we all got along pretty well. There was a lot of flirting and sexual innuendo happening every day. Rumor had gotten out that I had a larger penis (for our age) and the girls all joked about whether it was true or not. It was actually pretty average length, about 6”, but thicker than most. One of the girls, Angie, was not bashful about her sexual encounters. She kept a calendar that was color coded based on what she did with each partner. I say next to her and got daily updates. One day I was the last guy out of the locker room and suddenly two girls grabbed me and pulled me into the