Failed anal adventures with Ava [MF]

When I was in college I studied abroad in Asia.

It was an incredible experience, and I recommend it to everyone who has the opportunity. But my time there was made truly special by my first real girlfriend: Ava.

Ava was the language partner of a friend of mine. For those who don’t know, this means a local in your city who wants to learn your language, and you want to learn theirs, so you informally hang out together. I met her at dinner with friends, and we hit it off. She had long silky black hair, a perfect slender frame, nice curled lips, pretty brown eyes, and a cute butt. She was also a year older than me, at 21 (I’ve always liked older women). After a few more times hanging out with friends, I asked her to take a walk with me around our university at night, and I kissed her beneath the pines trees in the warm night air.

We became pretty inseparable after that, dating officially, spending large amounts of time together, and just generally basking in the happiness of young summer love.

One problem we had, however, was sex.

Marcus with the big dick [MM]

So I’m bi.

I wasn’t always bi. In fact, for most of my life, I considered myself totally straight. In fact, I still consider myself MOSTLY straight. But in my early 20’s, beginning with an unusual attraction toward a good male friend of mine, and culminating in this story, I’ve gradually pushed the boundaries of my sexuality, so that today I’d say I’m equally attracted to attractive men and women, although I find far fewer men attractive than I do women.

I had had two lackluster experiences with Grindr guys before. We didn’t match personality-wise at all. But I was browsing again, bored and horny; and I get a message from this guy named Marcus.

“What’s up man? You’re cute ;)” he says.

I flirt back, and we exchange pictures. I like what I see – nice abs, smooth coffee-colored skin, a really cute firm butt (I don’t know what it is about cute butts but they’re maybe my favorite feature on both sexes). And an above-average-sized penis. It made my mouth water.

Silvia the sorry slut [MF]

I had moved to a new city, and didn’t know anyone. So I downloaded Tinder.

I got a few matches, including this quite cute girl with purple-green hair and some great curves. Her name was Silvia. We got to talking, sharing our stories, our interests, our sex preferences. It seemed like a good fit – she was a city native and could show me around. She was deeply submissive and loved a man to take control. She loved getting spanked. She loved giving head. She loved it in the ass. She was bi. My kind of woman.

So we meet up at this craft brewery. As with all first dates, it was a little awkward at first – asking if she liked this beer, understanding the rhythm of her voice, learning how she communicates. But I quickly realized she was truly submissive, and liked her partner to take control with most everything. So I stopped being a nice first date gentleman and said “We’re drinking another flight. I’m ordering what you’re going to drink. And you’re going to like it and say thank you sir.” So I did. And she did. And it was good.

How I[M] learned, through superman underwear and a banana, that women[F] love guys’ butts as much as we love theirs.

Long-time lurker here, finally decided to write about one of my most memorable nights. It’s a little long, so please let me know in the comments if you like the level of detail or if you just want sex.

I was living in the large capital city of a certain Asian country, and had broken up with a long-term girlfriend about six months before. She broke my heart with the way it ended, so I wanted to just date as many girls as I could that summer. I was 25.

A little about me. I’m 5’11, sandy blond hair, green eyes. Been told I’m cute, and have a winning smile. I had also taken to martial arts that spring and summer as a coping mechanism from the breakup, and as a result, I was in the best shape of my life. Lean, fit, strong. I felt good about myself.

Cue Bella. I met her at the house party of a mutual friend. It was one of those “I saw her from across the room and decided right then and there I was going to get her number” kind of moments. She was both cute and hot. Bright eyes that seemed to know what you were thinking. Long silky black hair that she had dyed a kind of dark coppery red. Full, sexy lips. A soft voice, delicate and high-pitched, pure femininity. And a pair of glorious grapefruit-sized tits.