How I [f]ucked [m]y neighbor in three easy steps

Step 1- Found him on Instagram. Well, my brother did. He’s friends with someone else he followed. Noticed my house in the background of one of his photos. I liked almost half of his photos, especially old ones. Liking a 4 year old photo = wanting to fuck. He liked an old photo of mine in return, and my newest one. Sent him a message saying I liked the song he was playing (music was v loud) and started a convo from there.

Note- this is a risky move. Be very careful, or you’ll be seen as a stalker.

Step 2- Dress without care! I chose short shorts, knee socks, and a oversized shirt with no bra. Take out the trash, seductively get the mail. Hell, ask to borrow some sugar?.

Step 3- Profit! We met outside in my back yard at 1 am. I sucked his cock (and *wow* what a cock it is! Big. Very big. Dark and sexy. Tightly curled hair at the base) and then we hung out for awhile. Eventually it started to rain and we went inside, only to meet again today.

The day I [f]ucked [m]y three friends ([fmmm])

It all started kind of by accident. I know you can’t “accidentally” have sex, but what you can do is be utterly oblivious until it’s too late and you have to choose to stay or go. Where you can’t laugh it off and keep watching TV. And afterwards it took me a long time to understand how I felt about the whole event.

It was late afternoon. I was wearing a Hollister sweatshirt I got years ago, my favorite one. Nothing underneath, no bra. That’s something I’ve been less afraid to do lately, and my breasts appreciate the freedom. Obviously at their size, gravity makes this a poor decision in most clothing. But I’d figured out how to go braless. You can find anything on YouTube. On the bottom, high waisted skinny jeans and cookie monster panties.

So I’m going to make up names, even though their names are common enough that I probably don’t have to. First, always first, is Peter. He was my best friend for two and a half years. I loved him, he broke my heart. He’s the reason I’m even here in his house deciding to stay or go. Nice cock, don’t know the length. Big. His cum I didn’t mind swallowing. It tasted fine to me. Usually I hate the taste. Before we stopped talking the first time, I’d sucked his dick often and everywhere. Including a public bathroom.

[FM] My day with Sir

I thought I’d write it all down here because I like to brag and it doesn’t really count for randomactsofblowjob anymore even though we met there.

Vaguely two months ago and this was our fifth time meeting up.

So I’d been sending him nudes because that’s what I do when I’m bored and want attention.
He was getting more and more turned on and promised vengeance for the teasing.
The next day I went to his house and he instructed me to undress and beg for his cock once I was inside.
I spent the whole Lyft planning this great speech and getting increasingly more wet and desperate.

Turns out I didn’t have to use the speech and he let me pull off his sweatpants after I asked once.

Sorry this story is so disjointed but just thinking about it turns me on.

So I get to sucking his cock and he takes a video and pictures of it.
I really love being on my knees for him.

And so he cums on my face which was lovely and instructs me to clean off his cock.
I do such a good job of it that he immediately needs to fuck me so he pushes me towards the edge of the couch and fucks me from behind.