My Roomate’s Dad Gave My Pussy A White Christmas! [FM]

I love using my body to get attention, push the limits and see how men respond. Since moving to the US from abroad for University a couple years ago I’ve been treated like a slut from drunk frat guys, pervy Uber drivers, and even one professor. I think the thing that started me down my slut path was hooking up with a long-time friend’s dad shortly after graduating high school. I’ve been chasing that rush ever since.

Due to the state of the world, flying home for Christmas break wasn’t realistic. My roommate of two years is super sweet and offered to join her family for break with one stipulation. As my roommate, she’s seen me come home countless times hair a mess, makeup smeared, & panties long gone. She made me promise not to fool around with any of her brothers or cousins. I reluctantly agreed.

After a two hour drive we made it to her relatively small hometown. Immediately after walking through the door I was met with a whirlwind of introductions. After regaining my bearings I settled in and tried to stay on my best behavior as promised. Most days we did the typical holiday activities of watching Christmas movies, playing games, cooking & baking family recipes and thankfully plenty of drinking.

Left with Sticky Thighs! [FM]

I (F) was reminded of the first time I was taken to a club – I’d just turned 18 and my best friend at the time (M19) took me to the local bar that let 18 year olds in on their drag nights. We had pre-gamed before getting there and I was buzzed and standing off to the side of the dance floor as the drag kings danced for everyone. At some point, I got pulled into a dance with one of them, then returned to the crowd but on the wrong side of the circle from my friend. I couldn’t get through the crowd, so I just swayed to the music and waited until things died down to join back with them again.

Bodies were pressed up behind me and after the next performance, I felt a hand brush across my thigh and skim the skin just underneath the short skirt I had worn. I was already flushed from dancing and drinking, so no one noticed anything and the stranger’s fingers wandered further up my thighs and eventually slid between my legs. A knuckle rubbed across my panties and I could feel someone press against my back more firmly than before, the hard bulge pressing against the small of my back. I was enjoying the attention more than I would ever admit and didn’t want to ruin anything by turning around to see who it was, so instead I just spread my legs some to give them an easier angle. Their other hand landed loosely on my waist and pressed me firmly against their cock.