Rock Concert Liaison [MF]

My friends and I jumped in my car and headed down to LA to see one of our favorite bands play at The Wiltern.

We got in and pushed to the middle. The opening act played hard rock. The mosh pit started, and by the end of their set, I looked around, and only one of my friends was still with me. We’d lost the other 4.

I liked meeting people at concerts because you have at least one thing in common.

We talked to the people around us about our favorite songs and what song we thought they were going to open with.

As I talked to the people around me, I turned to see my friend talking to two girls: a blonde and a redhead. The blonde was vibing on my friend, so I introduced myself to the redhead.

She had just turned 21. She went to UCLA. She had Julia Roberts red hair, so it wasn’t orange but dark auburn. She carried it well. She had a pretty smile and freckles on her cheeks. She had a button nose and dark brown eyes. She was about 5’5. C cups, thick booty, small waist.

Traffic Light Flirting [MF]

I went home to my parent’s house for the summer. This was the first summer after starting college, so I went back feeling like a grown-up.

I was having a great time seeing my family, hanging out with old friends, and making sure to go to the beach any chance I got.

A couple of weeks into the summer, my dad asked me to go to the hardware store to pick up some stuff for him.

There was an intersection in my town that turned down the main road to the beach.

I pulled up to the intersection and waited for the light to turn green. I looked to the left, down the road to the beach, thinking about taking a long detour to the hardware store.

Just then, a group of girls pulled up to the light in the car next to me. One of their guy friends in the driver’s seat. They were blasting music and having a great time, all in bikinis, ready for the beach.

The girl in the passenger seat looked over, and we locked eyes. She had dark brown, straight hair, a pretty smile, and bright blue eyes.

Dance Class Flash [MF]

I went to a junior college before transferring to a four year.

One of the classes you had to take was a creative/sports elective. The only one I could get into was modern dance, which was rolling around on the floor and making weird shapes with your body, so it was a pretty simple class.

We were split into pairs for our midterm assignment. I got paired up with Kate. Kate was cute with her button nose and big brown eyes. But her most impressive attribute was her butt.

Kate was thin but fit; she had a runner’s body. But she also worked out every day, and I guess she’d been focusing on her squats because her butt had grown over the semester and now was a bouncing, supple, juicy booty that all the boys and girls loved staring at every time she walked into class with her yoga pants on.

Our class did our warmup and practiced our moves, and in the last 30 minutes, our teacher told each pair to find a spare classroom to come up with our own choreography.

Coffee Shop Fun [MF]

When I was 19, I started working at a well-known coffee shop to put myself through college.

On my first official day, I came in and met the shift lead who would be training me. Her name was Rebecca, she was 23, 5’9”, long thick legs, a juicy booty, small waist and voluptuous breasts. They were so big they stretched out her shirt and I could see her purple bra through her black polo.

Her make up looked good but she was wearing a lot, almost like she was ready to go to the nightclub. She was really nice and personable. All the customers at the store knew her by name and she had inside jokes with at least half of them.

I realized that most of her social interactions occurred while she was at working here.

Of course, she wanted to look pretty.

I felt an instant attraction between us as she trained me on everything I needed to know. She was helpful and always had a positive attitude.

At 10 pm, it was closing time. Only the two of use remained to close the shop. She had me clean the front of house as she counted the day’s profits.

New Years Eve [fmf]

It was New Year’s Eve 2016. I went stag to my friend’s house party, kind of bummed not to have a date for the night but ready and willing to find someone to kiss at midnight.

Doing the rounds and saying hi to friends, meeting new people, doing shots, having some chips and guac, the night was starting off right.

At around 10, my friend from high school, Michelle, arrived with a girl I didn’t know.

Michelle was a little cutie. She was 5’2, sandy blonde, petite but had some meat on her bones, and tig ol biddies. (She looked like Drew Barrymore in The Wedding Singer but with longer hair)

She was dressed to the nines. An amazing black shimmery cocktail dress with a deep cut neck line.

She had always been a girly girl and liked to dress up. Especially on holidays. She was a fun little ball of energy but definitely the type of person that would give advice or criticism without being asked and she was used to getting her way.

Sex with my Roomate (part3) [MF]

Emma and I became close to inseparable. We were with each other every morning and every night for the next 3 weeks. We had sex any chance we got. She instigated every sitation and I was always happy to oblige. It was paradise.

One night, the week of Halloween, we were getting frisky in the living room with the TV on in the background.

She was sitting on the couch with no pants on. Her feet propped up on the couch, legs wide open. I was kneeling in front of her. My head buried between her thighs. I had been down there for about 20 minutes, so I know she was almost to her second climax.

She started breathing more quickly, taking short breaths as my tongue tickled her clit. Her body started to go rigid as she was starting to climax. Just as she was about to hit her peak, we heard keys jingle and the front door open.

It was our roommate, Matt. He worked at a theme park and his schedule had changed for Halloween Horror Nights. He didn’t know about me and Emma yet.

Sex with my Roomate (part 2) [MF]

Emma broke up with her boyfriend the next day.

She put all his shit in a box and left it outside our apartment.

He yelled explicits and banged on the door but Matt told him to piss off and he did as all “tough guys” do when they’re stood up to.

I left Emma to herself, knowing she was probably upset. I heard what I assumed was crying through the wall a few times.

That night as I turned over to go to sleep, I heard my door creek open. I turned around and Emma was standing in my door way with a loose flowing nighty.

I sat up and turned the lights on as she shut the door behind her.

I went to speak but she put her finger over her lips and slightly shook her head.

I obeyed and kept my mouth shut.

She walked up the end of the bed and pulled my covers back onto the floor in front of her. She then proceeded to pull her nighty up and over her head. Giving me a full frontal reveal of her tight, petite body.