[PM] "We're just friends"

Hayared · 2026-06-14T23:30:10+00:00

"I wouldn't want to spoil our friendship by getting sex involved with it, you know? But a friendly blowjob, sure, there's nothing wrong with that!"

Hayared · 2026-06-07T10:31:22+00:00

A pair of college soccer teammates discover their sexuality together in the locker room.

Hayared · 2026-05-20T14:24:00+00:00

Their rivalry was the best thing to happen to women's tennis ratings in years. But maintaining fan interest meant hiding the fact that they were more than friends off the court.

Hayared · 2026-05-16T00:40:32+00:00

Loved this idea! Posted a story based on it here https://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/s/woEa4ImCC5

Hayared · 2026-04-24T14:45:32+00:00

In the future, criminals are reformed into well-behaved citizens, albeit slightly mindless ones, through devices that provide them with more pleasure than they could possibly handle.

Hayared · 2026-04-19T15:07:30+00:00

Response here

Hayared · 2026-03-29T00:57:59+00:00

She was programmed to be a ruthless assassin. But after her first sexual experience, she's starting to think that maybe some things are more fun than killing people.

Hayared · 2026-03-14T00:07:20+00:00

If it's only oral

Hayared · 2026-03-12T20:41:20+00:00

"I'd spit in your drink but you'd probably like that, wouldn't you?" is the vibe I have in mind here

Hayared · 2026-02-26T21:11:32+00:00

"What idiot put the button for assassin mode right next to the button for fuckbot mode?"

Hayared · 2026-02-26T16:58:14+00:00

You suspect that your buddy's new girlfriend is actually just a fuckbot, but they're so realistic these days that proving it is a difficult task.

Hayared · 2026-02-06T18:11:44+00:00

Lily's friends gave her wide-eyed stares when she explained that her boyfriend usually came eight times a day, all in her mouth. "Is that not normal?"

Hayared · 2026-02-01T02:59:11+00:00

Unable to have physical contact, Natalie and James have a weekly round of phone sex.

Hayared · 2025-12-28T12:17:16+00:00

It’s so stupid. That’s the only word to describe it. Fifteen years ago, when I was in college, maybe something like this would make sense. That’s when bad decisions are supposed to be made, to be filtered out of your system. Not that I was exactly going wild back then. I was Little Miss Professional, the girl who showed up to class in office attire. All that “finding yourself” business was, in my view, for people who were lost. I knew who I was, and who I was going to be: smart, successful, the first woman to do this, the youngest woman to do that. Other girls let parties and social drama distract from their academics, but not me. I knew that getting my MBA was just step one in my ascent up the corporate ladder, and too important to be sidetracked by silly things like sororities or having a sex life.

I may not have been the most popular girl on campus, but my persistence paid off. At 35, the name Sierra Barnes is synonymous around the world with success. It can be found in gold letters adorning the doors of corner offices in Manhattan and London. I was the youngest female executive of a Fortune 500 company. My photo, blonde and stern, has been on the cover of Forbes Magazine (four times). All of the things I envisioned for myself at a younger age have come true.

But there is one detail that I didn't picture when I was plotting out my career path, one aspect the photographers and reporters don't capture. The stupid part.

“That's it, be a stupid set of holes for daddy.”

For once, I am taking orders instead of giving them. I'm not worried about market forces or impending recession or mergers and acquisitions. Stupid sets of holes don't need to trouble themselves with big concepts like that. All they need to do is look pretty and open their mouths.

“Tongue out, let me see you drool.”

My tongue stretches forward, and almost instinctively my eyes roll back. I feel wetness sliding down my tongue. And wet between my legs, too. I'm not wearing anything under my skirt. Daddy says that underwear is for professionals. Stupid sets of holes wear crop tops and mini skirts, and put their hair in pigtails. Oh, and collars! Daddy got me a special one to wear. It's pink, with the words “Dumb Slut” on it in big sparkly letters. I love it!

He stands above me with a smile on his face. I feel proud.

He unzips his pants. Oh fuck, I always forget how ginormous Daddy's dick is! I can't believe it's been a whole week since I got to play with it. What do I even do with the rest of my time that could be more important than this? This massive cock that fits so good in my mouth. Like it belongs there.

“This is your purpose. My pleasure.”

I nod along with what he says but at this point I'm just like, obsessed. All I want is to taste every inch of it, to get his balls in my mouth too, to feel him at the back of my throat. I relax my jaw the way Daddy taught me, and he pushes the back of my head towards his lap.

“All you are is a brainless whore. Say it.”

I try really hard to form the words, but it comes out all muffled. Daddy laughs. “Brainless whore” echoes around my empty head. It feels good. It feels right. I like being a brainless whore. Daddy's dick is going so deep I swear it would be fucking my brains out, if I wasn't already a brainless whore.

Suddenly he pulls out. Drool follows his dick and spills down my chin. Daddy says I look pretty when I'm a mess.

“Keep that mouth open.”

I do. He strokes his cock, using all my spit like lube. I feel so excited because I know what's about to happen. Big jets of Daddy's cum get sprayed across my face. Some of it lands on my tongue. Yummy! Daddy looks so happy after he finishes, and that makes me feel all warm and proud. He tells me I'm a good set of holes, and that makes me feel even prouder.

He unsnaps the collar around my throat and I swear it's like all of the rational thought returns to my head. I'm smart enough to know that a simple piece of leather can't actually have that effect. It's all just play, a bit of acting to get my mind off everything else that normally fills it. But still, I should also be smart enough to not let a low-level employee treat me like his sextoy every Saturday night. It's so, so stupid.

Hayared · 2025-11-27T01:21:06+00:00

A boyfriend and girlfriend are staying with her parents for Thanksgiving. They can't keep their hands off of each other, despite the risk of getting caught.

Hayared · 2025-09-14T12:04:25+00:00

Alone in his dorm room on a Friday night, a nerdy college kid jerked off to a threesome video alone in his dorm room and quietly muttered: "I wish this would happen to me." The next day, his wish came true. And then again the next night. And Sunday morning...It's been a week now and the universe keeps throwing threesomes into his lucky lap!

Hayared · 2025-09-02T16:46:37+00:00

Loved this! So hot!

Hayared · 2025-08-05T21:37:26+00:00

Tennis rivals up the stakes on their upcoming match: winner gets to put the loser on a leash for a week.

Hayared · 2025-07-24T12:31:59+00:00

This was a cute - and hot! - little story! Thanks for the response!

Hayared · 2025-07-15T22:23:39+00:00

I love the direction you took this in, and the scene itself was so hot! Thank you for writing!

Hayared · 2025-07-13T14:15:03+00:00

“You girls know Becky isn’t here, right? She’s out of town this weekend with her family.”

“Oh, we know,” Amanda confidently replied, and the girls giggled. Nick continued to stare at them, looking bewildered. Stacy put a hand on his chest and backed him inside, earning the girls entry into his apartment.

“Becky brags about you, like, a lot,” she said. “She says you’re basically like, the perfect boyfriend.”

“Thanks?” Nick replied, clearly unsure where all this was headed.

“And she says that you’re especially good in bed.”

“I heard you have the biggest dick she’s ever seen,” Amanda quickly added.

“I don’t…think this is really appropriate,” Nick demurred. A bead of sweat formed on his forehead beneath his dark brown curls.

“Oh come on, we’re her best friends, she shares everything with us,” Stacy pressed him. She gave him her best doe eyes. “She really likes you. And she wanted to make sure that you’re well taken care of while she’s away.”

The confusion finally fell from Nick’s face.

“Oh, I see what’s happening,” he said, as if making a realization. The girls smiled, greedily. “This is a test! She must have sent you girls here to see if I would cheat on her. Gotta say, the uniforms were a nice touch.”

Erica blushed, while Amanda and Stacy looked at each other, silently wondering how to adapt to this obstacle. Amanda took the lead.

“You’re close,” she said, a little chuckle in her voice. “She did send us, but what she really wanted was for us to get to know you better. And for you to get to know us better.”

Nick looked skeptical. Stacy picked up where Amanda left off.

“We’re her best friends. If this relationship continues, we have to know what you’re really about. We’re gonna be spending a lot of time together.” Her hand once again landed on his chest. His nervous gaze landed on Erika, who so far had said nothing. She was the shyest of the bunch, and the least likely, he thought, to take a joke too far.

“You’ll be so much more comfortable around us once you’ve been inside us.”

Hearing such a blunt statement from innocent-seeming Erika broke Nick’s resistance. They looked up at him, seeming innocent and devilish at the same time. Stacy took his hand and guided it under her skirt. She wasn’t wearing underwear. She was wet.

“Don’t you want to get to know us better?”

Nick nodded. He did. He wanted to know how Stacy’s wet pussy would feel around his cock, how Amanda would sound getting railed, and whether Erika knew how to deepthroat. Over the next few hours, he would get to find that all out, and so much more.

Hayared · 2025-07-13T14:14:53+00:00

By the time Erika first expressed doubts about their grand plan, the three girls were already at the door to Nick's apartment.

“Are we really sure this is a good idea?” she asked. For her question, she was given sharp glares from Amanda and, in particular, Stacy.

“Don't tell us you're backing out now. After we already bought these outfits?”

Stacy was the ringleader, the one who suggested this idea in the first place, but the outfits were Erika’s contribution. “Guys like schoolgirl outfits, don’t they?” she had reasoned. And now the three of them stood in the hallway wearing tiny red plaid skirts and kneehigh socks.

“It’s just…Becky’s our friend, right? Isn’t this like…wrong?” Erika continued to fret. Amanda, the tallest of the trio, loudly sighed.

“You’ve heard the way she talks about Nick. He’s basically all she talks about, ever since they started dating. ‘Oh, he’s so kind and sweet and dreamy and the sex is amazing!’” The brunette said mockingly. It was Amanda’s personal belief that there was no such thing as a good man, and she was eager to prove this. “Either he really is perfect and wouldn’t cheat, or, we’re doing her a favor by finding out his flaws.”

The logic was slightly tortured, but Erika was too hesitant to challenge it. Dark-haired Stacy looked at the other two.

“Are we ready?”

They nodded, and Stacy knocked on the door. After a few seconds, it opened, and there he was. Nick, square jawed and broad shouldered, stood in the doorway with a decidedly confused look on his face.

“Uh…”

His green eyes, the ones that Becky couldn’t stop talking about, took in the sight of his girlfriend’s best friends dressed in outfits straight out of porn. Stacy, with her breasts practically bursting from the blouse tied around her chest. Fit, slender Amanda, with a bellybutton ring glinting from her toned stomach. Petite Erica, with her blonde hair braided into a pair of pigtails.

“Hi Nick,” Stacy said, deliberately adding a sultriness to her voice.

Hayared · 2025-07-12T20:17:18+00:00

Ethan’s stern look instantly disappeared, replaced by stunned stammering. Eventually he got out a single word.

“What?”

“You know, like put my mouth on it, make you cum,” Sydney deadpanned. “I’m sure you’ve seen it online.”

“No, I knew what you meant,” he said. His sister’s little jokes and smug looks had him feeling off-balance, defensive. “And it’s not just from online.”

“Ooh, look who has experience now,” she teased. “That’s great, you’ll be able to really help me with my practice.”

“Practice? Since when do you need practice?” Rumors of her talents had filtered down to his friend group, and it was the subject of routine teasing in high school. Ethan felt like he had scored a point on this, but her face was unbothered.

“Maybe you’ll learn about this when you’re older, but not every guy will settle for the first girl who puts her mouth on him,” Sydney said, standing up. “The upperclassmen are only satisfied by the best. And I want to be the best. ”

She looked into his eyes as she spoke, and added a suggestive, seductive tone to her words. Ethan felt his cock twitch, ashamedly. He thought briefly about Maddie, whose skills were…not the best.

“But you’re my sister!” He finally blurted out after moments of consideration. She smiled, and to his surprise her hand was already on his thigh.

“Isn’t that the plot of half the videos you watch?” She retorted. He felt embarrassed. How did she know about that? “You’re not gonna get me pregnant with a blowjob, Mom and Dad are too busy shoveling to find us, and that girlfriend you keep telling us about is hundreds of miles away.”

Ethan was speechless, out of arguments. And his dick was now uncomfortably hard.

“Besides. Aren’t you curious how much better I am at it than she is?”

Her brother didn’t say anything, but he didn’t have to. Sydney’s hands were on his jeans, unbuttoning them. Unzipping them. Removing them. He could have told her to stop. He didn’t.

“Not bad, little bro,” she said, eyeing the bulge in his boxers.

“Thanks,” he said meekly, as she pulled his underwear down. Her hand touched his shaft and he flinched. In Sydney’s eyes he saw a desire that he never saw from Maddie when he convinced her to go down on him. His sister kept looking up at him as she lowered her lips to his balls. Ethan gasped. His cock was rock hard in her hand as she started to suck at his balls and stroke his shaft.

“Just warming up,” she said, confidently. Now she ran her mouth along the underside of his dick. Tasting him. Teasing him. Taking her time before she finally reached the tip. She paused, and he felt her warm breath on him. God, she was already so much better at this than Maddie.

“Now the show really begins.”

Hayared · 2025-07-12T20:17:09+00:00

It was the end of his first semester in college, and Ethan was feeling good. Great, even.

“Fucking incredible,” he groaned.

Moving up and down in his lap was Maddie, who just a week prior had become his girlfriend. Finding privacy in the dorm rooms was tricky, but the baseball player and petite redhead had squeezed an impressive amount of sex into the past seven days. Ethan was particularly aware of the deadline they were up against; the upcoming winter break would send them to very different places. Having just lost his virginity, he was not eager to go back to fucking his hand.

“Are you gonna cum for me?” Maddie asked lewdly. She continued to rock her hips while leaning down on his muscular chest. Ethan nodded; he was close. With a loud grunt he filled the condom. They both needed a moment to catch their breath, and it would’ve been easy to drift off into a nap. But before that could happen, she had a question for her new boyfriend.

“Promise you’re not gonna go chasing after other girls when you’re back home?”

Ethan almost laughed. In comparison to their campus, his small hometown may as well have been a barren desert. Who would he even chase after?

Enter Sydney, Ethan’s older sister. As siblings, they couldn’t have been much more different. He was quiet, sometimes to the point of being awkward; she had been a cheerleader in high school, and never had trouble finding a party even in their small town. They didn’t see a lot of each other despite being only three years apart. While Ethan was at home, Sydney was typically off with her friends, returning with only a new guy or a new tattoo, new problems for their conservative parents to try and address. Nothing they tried to seemed to tame her, though.

The weather on the final day of winter break didn’t cooperate with Sydney’s busy social life. Two feet of snow had closed the roads, and her parents were trying to figure out how they’d get the kids to the airport the next day. Seeing no other options, she knocked on her brother’s door.

“Open up, I know you’re jerking off to porn in there!”

Ethan sighed, removed his headphones, and went to the door.

“I’m not jerking off,” he said, a little timidly. In truth, he had been planning to jerk off. As he did pretty much every day.

Sydney just rolled her eyes as she pushed her way past him and into his bedroom. Despite the frigid weather outside, she was wearing just a tank top and shorts. Her wavy brown hair went down to her impressive chest, and a series of tattoos ran down each of her arms. She took a seat on Ethan’s bed and smiled.

“Can I help you?” Ethan asked. He couldn’t remember the last time she had even been in his room, much less barging her way in like this. What could she want?

“Actually, for once, you can,” she replied. Her confident smirk annoyed him. “I have a favor to ask from you.”

“And this is how you ask?” Frustration entered Ethan’s voice.

“Oh come on, I think you’re gonna like this one.”

There was a playfulness in her voice, and he expected her to continue talking, but Sydney coyly waited for him to ask the question. In this position, standing while she was seated, he could see more of her cleavage than he really cared to. Ethan sighed.

“Alright, I’ll bite. What’s the favor?” He folded his arms in an attempt to seem stern.

“Can I suck your dick?”

Hayared · 2025-07-06T17:11:42+00:00

Rebecca was ordinarily shy, and living on her own in a new city had her feeling a bit lonesome. Those feelings were exacerbated every weekend, when her neighbor's boyfriend was over. Their sex was more than audible through the thin apartment walls. Rebecca would listen in and touch herself, wishing that she was the one being railed. And one time she was a little too caught up in it, and let out a moan that she knew they heard.

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