Guest Post – MmmmmF by @GeekyTemptress

Today’s guest post is a wonderful piece on first time MFM Threesome from the lovely Geeky Temptress, you can find her on twitter. As always with my guest posts I haven’t edited this in any way. 🙂

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MFM Threesome Story

This is something we’ve talked about, a MFM threesome; fantasied about for some time and now we can finally let it happen. There are three of us in the room; my Sir, myself and him.

I’m ordered to lay on the floor, facedown & naked. Sir puts a blindfold on me and kisses my neck before he binds my hands behind my back and gently eases my legs apart.

I’m left a little while to become chilly, but I know they are both here, or at least I hope so as I’ve just heard the door go again.

It’s not long before I feel the warmth of someone kneeling down next to me, and a large warm hand runs itself all over me.

A handful of my arse is grabbed and released, grabbed and released before… ‘Thwack!’

A delightful tingle burns away on my skin, the hand does this again, and again.

One of the male voices lets out a low moan of approval, the hand moves to my hip as does a second hand on the other side before a warm breath tickles between my legs. Gentle tongue flicks start and I giggle, immediately prompted the second set of hands to move to my face, making me suck on his fingers.

There’s one hand holding my chin, probing my lips with his fingers and I hear his other hand freeing him of his trousers. He takes his fingers out of my mouth but still firmly holds my chin. The second hand now harshly grabbing a fistful of my hair.

I can tell he’s waiting for something, a cue, as the tongue become more frenzied, easing a gentle orgasm from me. I gasp I find a hard cock forced into my mouth and slammed down the back of my throat. I’m held there and given enough time to adjust, I force myself to swallow the harsh but delicious feeling.

The tongue moves between my clit and arse, before three fingers find there way into my slick cunt. I start to push back on his tongue and the palm of his hand, bringing me off the cock in my mouth just enough to catch my breath. I control the rhythm here, and with the hand venturing further and further inside me I find it easy to come again.

As soon as the shock waves stop from my second orgasm, I find the space between my legs empty. The control shifts in my mouth to his will and he fucks my mouth and my throat without mercy. I can feel him getting close and he forces himself to hold onto the edge of his orgasm. I hear Sir’s voice “not yet” and it’s the first clue I’ve had to which cock was in my mouth. He slows himself and forces my face right into him and holds me there whilst he regains some control.

There’s a sudden and sharp strike across my arse and I know exactly what Sir is going to do. Two more sharp hits followed by the cold liquid into my arse. He fingers my hole roughly, I’ve almost made someone else come before he has, so this will be for him and only him.

The firm hand stays in place on my chin but the hand that was holding my hair is now on my back, holding me down steady. Cock still in my mouth pinning me in place.

Sir takes his cock and greets my clit with a gentle brush before moving up to my arse. There’s no warning before his entire cock is forced into me, and quickly back out and in again so I’m able to accommodate all of him.

He growls at the boy “now” and the cock in my mouth pushes back into my throat.

I have two of them inside me and I control the movement of neither.

I am being used solely for their pleasure now and I fucking love it.

I struggle against my tied hands and the boy obliging unties them. Sir passes me a small bullet toy I may use on myself.

I hold it to me and switch it on, almost immediately  begin coming again.

The boy is close too, he’s as slow and harsh me with as Sir is. Forcing their full lengths into either end of me slowly withdrawing before slamming into me…. Over and over.

I hear a strained “please?” from the boy and he must’ve been given a nod of approval. His hot thick come makes me gag for how fast it fills my throat. I struggle and splutter but he won’t take himself fully out of my mouth, not until he knows I’ve swallowed it all down.

Sir is close now too, and we’ve begun to move with each other. For every time he slams into me, I’m pushing back and forcing him deeper.

I push the vibrating bullet inside of me and I’m rubbing myself faster and faster. I need to come just once more before he does….

“Blindfold off” the instructions are given by Sir and immediately obeyed by the boy. The cock in my arsed now holding deep and grinding inside against me. I look up to see Sir and the boy watching me being used.

Exhilarated by this ,it’s enough to force me over the edge. I come again forcing the man inside me to do the same. We both shout and moan.

As I catch my breath Sir kneels down next to me and whispers “Good girl. You wanted two cocks and you made a splendid show for me, but now I’m going to show them both how you are mine”.

 

An MFM threesome story.

 

Horny Hour #13 – Thank F**k It’s Friday

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Welcome to the 13th Horny Hour.

Huge thank you to everyone who has joined in with Horny Hour so far. As always, you have a week to write your entries, and add them to the list. Please do share and retweet the prompt, I would love to get more entries, and really build the HornyHour meme.

Your prompt this week is:

All aboard.

On this day in 1914 the HMHS Britannic, sister to the Titanic was launched in Belfast. Write a sexy story about a cruise, or ship, or something on the water.

 

Hope you like the prompt, and can have some fun with it. I can’t wait to see what everyone comes up with.

Remember this is Horny Hour, happy hour’s sexy cousin. So make your posts: HOT, HOT, HOT

  • Bloggers, writers, photographers, artists share your sexy posts inspired by the prompt.
  • Readers check out all the entries below. And give the authors some love.
  • Don’t forget to display the logo which you can grab here, or below.
  • Remember to use the #HornyHourTFIF on social media.

You can find the rules here. Please do read them before submitting.

 

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The Night Before Round 2 – Masturbation Monday

Masturbation Monday #13

Welcome to this week’s #MasturbationMonday, The Night Before Round 2. This is the continuation of a story, you can read the first two parts here, and here. The inspiration was:

the night before

Seeing that cuff, all I can wonder is, “Who’s she touching herself for? Who owns her orgasms?” Rawr!

Bloggers and authors – share your hottest scenes and posts. Feel free to use this week’s picture as a prompt but don’t feel obligated. Write what turns you on!

Readers – check out the different posts to find something that makes you want to get off.

 

 

 

The Night Before Round 2

Nick sits back on his heels, his hands on my legs. His cock is standing at attention, the tip glistening with pre-cum. I start to lift my hand but Matt beats me to it. He wraps his hand around Nick’s cock, and sliding his fist up and down. Matt steps onto the floor, bending slightly to keep his grip on Nick’s shaft, then dropping to his knees. He leans to kiss him, and I watch through half closed eyes as Nick’s hands stroke over Matt’s shoulders and down his arms. Their kiss deepens, and Matt releases his grip, sliding his hands around to cup Nick’s arse, pulling him against him, Nick’s cock pressed between them.

I shifted on the sofa, sliding sideways to lay my head on the arm rest. I watched as Matt manoeuvred Nick, kissing him hard as he got him positioned on the sofa. He trailed his mouth down Nick’s torso, pausing to flick each beaded nipple with his tongue before continuing down. He opened his mouth wide, sliding his lips down the length of Nick’s shaft, eliciting a moan; a half pained, half relieved sound. Nick let his head tip back to rest against the sofa back, closing his eyes, and resting one hand on Matt’s head, gently stroking over the soft prickle of his short hair. I watch eyes wide, as Matt works Nick’s cock, the way he gently strokes a finger along the underside of it, running it down the ‘seam’ of his sack.  He cups Nick’s balls, rolling them gently in his closed hand while his mouth keeps sucking at his cock. He moves his head shifting pressure, and I can see the movement of his tongue around the cock in his mouth. I’m fascinated by how different his technique is to my own.

Nick’s breathing is ragged, his exhales little grunting noises as he arches his back, lifting his hip towards Matt, his hand now clutching at Matt’s head. Each grunt sends a shiver of feeling down my body, and as I watch him getting closer to coming, I can feel an answering throbbing in my cunt. I slide my hand down, stroking over my cunt, letting my fingers slip between my lips, to rub over my clit. My eyes are fixed on Matt’s head, the way he’s moving it back and forth along Nick’s cock. Seeing them together like that pushes me towards the edge, and I bite my lip to keep from crying out and disturbing them, as the waves of my orgasm get closer. As Matt moves faster, a shiver passes through Nick, and he arches again, this time pressing his hand against Matt’s head forcing him down onto his cock. I see Matt start to swallow and Nick grunts a final  “oh fuck”, as his body relaxes. Matt lifts his head slowly, licking and swallowing every drop of cum. Nick’s final “oh fuck” pushes me over the edge and I come again, my fingers pressed to my clit.

When I open my eyes both men are looking at me, and I smile, “Bedroom?”

 

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Horny Hour #12 – Thank F**k It’s Friday

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Welcome to the 12th Horny Hour.

Huge thank you to everyone who has joined in with Horny Hour so far. As always, you have a week to write your entries, and add them to the list. Please do share and retweet the prompt, I would love to get more entries, and really build the HornyHour meme.

Your prompt this week is:

Wine.

So yesterday (or today as I am writing this) was apparently national drink wine day. So it seemed only sensible to use that for this weeks prompt. There are so many places you could go with this prompt, I already have lots of ideas, hopefully I can manage to pick one and write an entry myself.

 

Hope you like the prompt, and can have some fun with it. I can’t wait to see what everyone comes up with.

Remember this is Horny Hour, happy hour’s sexy cousin. So make your posts: HOT, HOT, HOT

  • Bloggers, writers, photographers, artists share your sexy posts inspired by the prompt.
  • Readers check out all the entries below. And give the authors some love.
  • Don’t forget to display the logo which you can grab here, or below.
  • Remember to use the #HornyHourTFIF on social media.

You can find the rules here. Please do read them before submitting.

 

 

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Sexy Shoes – Wicked Wednesday #20

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Welcome to my 20th post for Rebel’s Notes‘ Wicked Wednesday, Sexy Shoes. You don’t have to use the prompt but I like the inspiration, and challenge. The prompt for this week was:

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This week’s prompt is a suggestion of the lovely and talented Melina Greenport:

Shoes!

When I saw Vogue.com’s slide show of The Best Shoe Porn of the Year, my mind lit up with ideas. I’m most comfortable in Chuck Taylors, but my characters—oh what they could do with shoes like these!

“Give a girl the right shoes, and she can conquer the world.” — Marilyn Monroe

“You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself in any direction you choose.” — Dr. Seuss

“Women always think that when they have my shoes, my dress my hairdresser, my make-up, it will work the same way. They do not conceive of the witchcraft that is needed. They do not know that I am not beautiful but that I only appear to be at certain moments.” — Anaïs Nin

From Cinderella’s glass slippers to the ruby ones bestowed upon Dorothy; from The Red Shoes poor dancing Karen was cursed with to Carrie Bradshaw’s stolen Manolos, shoes continue playing an impactful role in stories.

What does the thought of shoes bring up for you? Do any of the photos from Vogue spark your imagination? Do you have a favorite pair you’d like to show off? Share a picture, memory, fantasy or story about the power of sexy shoes.

Sexy Shoes

I was trudging down the street in my converse when I was caught by the display of shoes in a shop window. At the centre of the display was the most perfect pair of sexy shoes I’d ever seen. A pair of black heels, the leather printed with little golden skulls; they had a hidden platform, and the point of the heel was a small matching gold skull. I knew I had to try them on. I had a dress they would go perfectly with.

I stood up carefully, holding my arms out slightly for balance, as I wobbled my way across the floor. I could tell the sales assistant was fighting back a laugh, and I smiled at him, “I know, I live in my trainers, so I feel like I’m on stilts in these. They’re so beautiful though”. I walked back trying to move normally but very aware of the way the heels made my arse swing from side to side. I stop in front of the mirror, and bend rolling the bottoms of my jeans so I can see better how the shoes look.

I’m turning from side to side, when I hear a voice, “They look good on you.” I can see her in the mirror walking towards me, she looks perfect; her blonde hair is glossy and smooth, she’s wearing an outfit that probably cost what I pay in rent, and her green eyes light up as they take in my stance. “They lengthen your legs. They’re sexy.”
I twist towards her, putting  hand on the wall as I stagger slightly. I feel heat flood my cheeks as I stutter, “Oh, thanks. I’m not sure I should spend money on shoes I can’t walk in though…no matter how sexy they are.”
Even my ears feel like they’re burning, as she looks at me, then she smiles, a wolfish look that sends a shiver through my core, “You should treat yourself, every woman deserves a little something sexy now and then.” She winks at me, and I realise she’s flirting with me, at which point my brain freezes, I manage to mumble something incoherent, as I wobble back to where my bag is.
There’s a soft laugh in her voice as she says, “Nice talking to you.” She walks to the checkout, and I watch as she speaks with the assistant, chatting easily as she pays. She gives me a small wave as she heads to the door, a shoe bag in her other hand.  I want to slap myself as I slip off the shoes, I don’t know what I was thinking. I couldn’t be any more awkward if I tried. She was just so pretty.

The assistant comes over and picks up the shoes, as I tying the laces on my trainers, “I’ll just box them for you.”
I blush, “Oh, that’s okay. I don’t think I’m going to bother. Not like I can really walk in them.”
He frowns at me, “They’ve already been paid for. Aren’t you with the lady who just left?”
I look up at him, my mouth dropping open, “Are you serious? She bought me shoes?”
He nods, still frowning, “You don’t know her?” I shake my head, and he pulls another face, walking away with the shoes. He returns with them boxed and bagged. “Must be your lucky day.” His eyes run over my outfit; the scuffed converse, the ragged jeans, and the oversized Alien t-shirt, “very lucky.”

I stand tying my hoody back round my waist and picking up my bag, I hold my hand out for the sexy shoes. I’m not really sure I should keep them but I’m not leaving them here after they’ve been paid for. I walk out onto the street, blinking as my eyes adjust to the sunlight. I’ve barely gone 10 steps when someone falls into step with me, I glance sideways, taking in the outfit, and the shoe bag. I stop, and turn to look at her, holding out my sexy shoes, “Thank you, but…”
“If you give them back to me I’ll go throw them in that bin, I mean it.” She has this look on her face, the sort of look my best friend would give me right before we got caught for doing something we shouldn’t.
I hug them to me, “Thank you. I’m Cassie.”
“Hi Cassie, can I buy you a coffee?” she nods to the cafe over the road.
“No…..but I’ll buy you one.” The flash of bravery causes my face to redden again.
She notices, and reaches to touch my cheek, “It’s a deal.”

 

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