A frank assessment of my kinks.
If you'd like to suggest some situations that I might use for some of the stories, let me know with an ask (and of course, if you want to talk for any other reason, use the ask)
I've always kind of known that I'm not perfectly hetero and vanilla, but I've never really examined what I'm interested in. I've kept a lot bottled up.
That said, I'm not sure how much I'm interested I'd actually be willing to do in person, or even want to.
If anyone wants to talk dirty, I'm more than happy to exchange some asks. Let me know your fantasies.
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Jane had had a fight with her boyfriend, who’d had some unkind words about how she was moneygrubbing, how it wasn’t really him that she wanted to fuck, but his sports car.
To prove a point she went out and straddle the stick shift. Though she found she enjoyed it more than she expected, even if it wasn’t as good as Derrick.
It was almost a ritual. John and Marie would come to this park in the morning when it was still quiet and fuck. And Erica would also come and watch, only leaving when she was so horny she couldn’t stand watching anymore.
Hopefully, one day instead of leaving she would ask to join in.
John must have had the biggest rug budget in the city, he replaced them often enough.
But he got plenty of use out of them. His girlfriend like the soft rugs he bought, she like stradling him on the carpet and riding him.
Marie and Dana wanted their husbands to fuck each other, if the two women were going to have to make love for their husband’s viewing pleasure. Though, to be fair, Marie and Dana enjoyed fucking each other.
They decided to see if they could do it by fucking each other more, just keeping going when their husbands were hard and in desperate need of someone else touching them.
They were so wrapped up in each other that they almost didn’t notice it worked.
Jenny appreciated whatever dinner Eric served. Sometimes it was food. Sometimes she got to crawl across the table and suck her meal out of his cock.
They’d had sex, then they’d cuddled, then separated. John assumed they were about to go to sleep, and then Marie grabbed his head, pulled him over. She wasn’t done. Not remotely.
Erica didn’t realize what she was getting into when she moved in. The women of this house had a pledge for each other to make sure they were all getting laid often enough. Mostly that involved setting them up with guys, but if that didn’t pan out, the girls of the house would be there for each other in other ways.
Erica started hoping her dates with men wouldn’t work out, so she could come back to her roommates for more of this.
trans guy rides trans girl [x]
Some men made for little better fucking that the dildo Jen could stick to the bathroom door. But little better could be better, even the man was at her beck and call, if she could just show up naked at his apartment and leave after fucking.
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