San Fransisco, Hookers, and My Lesbian Friend [MFF] – PART TWO

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CONTENT WARNING: Sex work, group sex, drugs, alcohol, show business, other fun things like that.

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Me and Melissa smoked another blunt, but I didn’t hit it too much. If what actually seemed like it was going to happen was happening, I didn’t want to be so fucked up that I missed it. Charlotte showed up after forty minutes, and holy fuck was she gorgeous! Like, in an unusual way, but definitely beautiful. And tall. I think me and Melissa both turned into putty in front of the mid-30s woman, which is pretty funny in retrospect. We had about two minutes of smalltalk, then before I knew it she was rubbing her hand on my dick outside my pants.

I didn’t exactly know the procedure, but I didn’t want to stop her. She asked what we were looking for, and I said flat out that my friend had said she wanted to ride a pretty face until she came. Without a beat Charlotte said, ‘we can do that,’ and I swear Melissa got beet red. Without the pandemic none of this shit would ever have happened, but I think it’s put us all in such a ‘fuck it’ mood.

San Fransisco, Hookers, and My Lesbian Friend [MFF] – PART ONE

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Posting this from my porn account since I have no one to share it with in real life. It’s really like three stories over the course of a week but I’ll try to sum them up. By far the most surprising thing that’s happened to me in my ten-ish years of sex. I’m also gonna post it in two parts because it’s fairly long.

Fair warning, this is maybe 40% sex and 60% general anecdote. The details for me are all tied together. Also, CONTENT WARNING: Sex work, group sex, drugs, alcohol, show business, other fun things like that.

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I’ve got a really close friend from college named Melissa. I’m 25 now, and she’s a year older than me, so 26. When I met her we were both in film school, and she was a rich girl from LA with big dreams. She’s Coptic Christian, Iraqi. Her parents are brokers for corporate art installations. They’re pretty conservative, but right at the time we met she was first starting to discover her lesbian sexuality. I remember her gushing about cute classmates, or saving pictures of big titted celebrities on her phone.