Author: dirtydaydreams00

[FM] Beg

He told me to beg for it. His thumb teased my virgin asshole, though he didn’t know I had never been fucked in my ass before. That was my secret. The rumors about me had certainly made their way to Brad, and he assumed that not only had I had anal before but that I loved it enough to beg for it. I was 18 and it was still only my first few weeks of college but already I had developed a suggestive reputation among the fraternities. I was the ‘blonde chick who blew a guy in the middle of a pool party.’ ‘The best fuck you could ever have.’ I was proud of my reputation and certainly didn’t want to let it slip away now. My hunger for praise and attention overwhelmed my rational decision making and I was stuck in a scandalous search for dick and approval.

“Do you like that?” Brad asked as he rubbed his spit on the rim of my asshole. I was on all fours and his cock was already buried in my wet cunt to the hilt. I moaned into the mattress and I felt his thumb begin to push into my tight hole. I fought the urge to tense up, breathing deeply as he worked his thumb deeper. A high-pitched squeal slipped from my lips as he returned to thrusting in my pussy. “Oh, you really like that don’t you? I knew you were a dirty little bitch.” Read more »

[F] The Show

A purple light filled the black room my friends and I were in. Thumping, rhythmic music sent ripples of bass through the air that teased my skin, causing tiny bursts of pleasure. I had taken ecstasy a few times at parties but never Molly and I quickly appreciated its subtle differences. I felt, relaxed. Euphoric.

There were nine of us total, mostly men, and we passed a blunt around the room simply enjoying the music and the company. Unlike ecstasy, which usually has me bouncing off the walls, sometimes literally, I felt planted in my seat on the soft couch. I wore a short white skirt that had a glowing effect in the blacklight, and the fabric felt amazing on my smooth legs. Everything felt amazing. I put my hands on my thighs and squeezed, only a little, as I ran my hands down them. I traced my way back up, only using the tips of my nails. Shivers went through my body. Read more »

[FM] Internet Dating

I believe it’s safe to assume that all single people, or maybe not so single, have at least a tiny bit of experience with an internet dating app. It is also safe to say that the results may vary.

The overarching theme of this story is going to be average. It was an average day, and I was having an average conversation with an average-looking guy. The one thing we had going for us was, as usual, I was in quite a lascivious mood. I told him to meet me at my apartment which isn’t my favorite place to meet new people, but I really didn’t feel like putting on shorts to go somewhere. I was wearing a baby blue thong with tiny, multicolored hearts on the front and a purple and gold tank top.

One thing I have always found interesting is how quickly a man will drop everything if it means the possibility of getting laid. Mr. Average was no exception. Though it wasn’t truly this quick, I remember him ringing my doorbell mere seconds after I pressed send. I greeted him wearing nothing more than what I described. It was summer and when I opened the door, I immediately felt the hot, humid air on my bare feet and legs, so I quickly pulled him into my apartment and shut the door. To my delight, he actually looked like his pictures and while average, much better than other possible alternatives. To prevent further average conversation, which was only just so, I touched his cheek and kissed him. Read more »

[FM] Pool Party

Let me begin this one with a disclaimer, some things happen in random sexual encounters that may cross some boundaries. Even in these situations, it is important to be respectful of your partner and be able to ‘read the room’. This is not one of those stories…

It was the start of my freshman year in college and for me, that meant pool parties. I was away from home and on my own for the first time and I took full advantage of the situation. I made friends quickly and from my first weekend at college, the party invitations never really seemed to slow down, so neither did I. This particular party was off-campus in an uppity part of town. I rode over with some future sorority sisters and was shocked when I saw the size of the house we were going to. Luckily, I was dressed for the occasion. I wore a white two-piece bikini that contrasted my summer tanned skin perfectly. I’ll never forget the hungry stares we received as the host walked us through the house and back to the patio. Read more »

[FM] My Night Out

It all started with a half-truth. Technically I wasn’t lying when I told my boyfriend Travis that it was a ‘girl’s night out, but I was omitting certain details. Primarily the ones concerning Chase. I met Chase one night when I was out on an actual girl’s night. The amount of courage it takes to approach someone in a club with loud music and flashing lights with hopes of striking up a conversation is immense, and I can respect that. Still, he offered to buy me a drink which I politely declined. Not because I didn’t think he was cute. He had on a faded pair of jeans with white sneakers that stuck out in the black lights of the club and a polo t-shirt that might as well had “Frat Boy” stamped across the front of it. He filled it out nicely though and had a confident smile framed by a chiseled jawline that could have made him perfect for a Marine poster. Now that I think about it, he would probably be irresistible in that uniform as well. Read more »

[FM] Proving them Wrong

You would never guess, but I am actually extremely shy around people I don’t know. Especially when the topic of sex comes up.

I was 19 and had just moved into my roommate Ashley’s apartment. We had met a few times before, but she was more a friend of a friend rather than a “friend”. I met her boyfriend Darrel early on and we all got along really well, especially because we would always smoke when he came over.

We had just got done smoking when someone knocked on the door and then walked in on their own. It was a tall black man, our age and well dressed. He had a beautiful smile, but the first thing I noticed was his arms threatening to burst his shirt sleeves. It actually startled me a bit because I wasn’t expecting anyone to be coming over, but I quickly realized it was Darrel’s friend. I smiled and waved awkwardly from my big chair with too many pillows when they introduced me.

I mostly kept to myself while they talked, just pretending to watch whatever was playing on the TV. Like I said I’m pretty shy, and to top it off I was only wearing hang-out clothes. A big t-shirt with long socks and gym shorts. Read more »