The night I (F) fucked a guy on a stag do [FM]

This encounter happened a few years ago. It’s longer than I intended, I could cut a load out, but I enjoyed writing it 🤷‍♀️ (You’ll know the bit when you get there…)

First chunk is context and background story. The stuff after the first asterisks is build-up. Second asterisks is the sex. There’s a part 2, if interested ☺️

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I grew up in a tiny village in the middle of nowhere. There was a bus route that ran through the village twice a day(ish), out in the morning then back mid-afternoon, and taxis were insane money. The nearest town is only about 5 miles away so a quick drive (and an ok cycle, but not something that I’d do regularly). The population was just over 300 when I was growing up and has barley changed over the last 20 years. People come and go but it’s one of those ‘everybody knows everybody’ places. There is a small church, a school, a quintessentially British pub, a corner shop, and a slightly larger convenience store. Tourists often pass through when doing countryside road trips, there are a couple of holiday cottages that do well.

The true story of my first time with a woman [FF]

A couple of years back I got talking to a guy online. We got on well, though it was clear pretty quickly that we didn’t fit in a romantic relationship. We did keep talking though. He’s a big non-fiction reader and knows a lot about all sorts. I’m a big leaner so we always have stuff to talk about.

One of our early conversations was on family. His sister has a PhD in theology, which instantly led me to make assumptions about her. I’m normally really good at not being sucked in by stereotypes. I asked whether he was religious too, and he said none of his family are, his sister studies religion in the context of archaeology. E.g. comparing the fabrics used in specific periods in the Bible with tools from the weaving methods from those times found in archaeological digs (or something like that). I was instantly in awe of this woman, I’m the sort of person who asks for sources on posts all the time. Researching specifics from the Bible is basically the ultimate ‘source please?’

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My [f]riend’s sister – my [f]irst time with a woman

This is long. I’ve included the back story partly because I think the context adds to it, and partly because I just enjoyed remembering it!
I put some dashes before the sexy stuff, for those of you who just want to get turned on ;)

A few months back I sent a message to a guy from a fb group I’m in. Nothing unusual there, I struggle to have conversations in the thread style as I find it a bit overwhelming with blocks of text and lots of people (esp. strangers. Currently undergoing diagnosis for autism/ADHD/whatever the hell is going on in there…)

Anyway we got on well, he works in a book store which I think great, he’s a big non-fiction reader and knows a lot of stuff, and I’m a big leaner, I love asking questions! So we always have stuff to talk about.
One of our early conversations was on family. His sister has a PhD in theology, which I’m ashamed to say instantly led me to make assumptions about her. I’m normally really good at not being sucked in by stereotypes. I asked whether he was religious too, and he said none of his family are, his sister studies religion in the context of archaeology. E.g. comparing the fabrics used in specific periods in the Bible with tools from the weaving methods from those times found in archaeological digs (or something like that). I was instantly in awe of this woman, I’m the sort of person who asks for sources on posts all the time. But researching specifics from the Bible, this is the ultimate example of ‘source please?’