[MF] a chance meeting at the club

Back in my wild college days, there were a few incidents that stuck out just a little more than the standard. This is one of them.

My college town had a robust and popular riverfront district. Bars, clubs, coffee shops, the standard. One such place was frequented by the rejects from the normalcy surrounding us.

Goths.

The ground floor was by all appearances a normal coffee shop in a college town. Small tables, a glass case filled with pastries and sandwiches. But if you knew where to look, or who to ask, you would find yourself descending an unlit stairwell into the basement, where the real fun was.

Half the floor was covered with the same tables as the coffee shop, but in front of them was a dark hardwood floor, polished and inviting. Dark clad bodies pressed against one another, swaying and gyrating to the deep bass and harsh tones presented by the latest local talent or by the ever present DJ.

Deep red and black leather couches lined the walls on all sides.

[MFF] How a Friends Wedding Led to a Threesome

First and foremost this is the story of the STRANGEST FUCKING WEDDING I’ve ever been to. Takes place ~10 years ago. Probably unncesary background follows. Sexytimes after wedding.

I had gone to college with David and Melissa but left town before they started dating.

Both had gotten the short end of the stick in their respective college relationships and needed a place to land when they fell. That place was eachother. David was the driver in my road trip story. Melissa was the rebound girl of Leannes ex Mike.

When i got the call asking to be one of Dave’s groomsmen, after not hearing from him in almost 5 years, i was a little surprised.

“Well, Lucky, you’re really the only person that knows the whole story, and it would mean a lot if you were here.”

So thats how i found myself with my fiance Sarah, in a hotel on the outskirts of my college town, in the last wedding i had any idea id be seeing let alone participating in.

Fun side detail. Davids family is OLD SCHOOL Irish Catholic and im almost positive Irish Mob. Melissa was half Japanese, half German Jew, practicing Wiccan. All these elements were incorporated into their wedding.

[FM] Great Way to Wake Up

More stories of Kate have been requested. So here we go.

After the previous adventure where Kate and I began our “relationship ” we spent as much time in bed with eachother as we did with the rest of our friends. Occasionally these two activities collided.

This particular night, we had ended up back in my dorm.

Through a combination of great luck on my part and blatant stupidity on the part of my roommate, I had ended up with a great room.

The way the dorm was constructed meant that the rooms at the end of each hall were about 4 feet wider than the others, an all male dorm in the oldest building on campus meant the RAs gave no fucks, and my roommate being kicked out for possession of a metric fuckton of weed meant I had a huge room with two beds all to myself. Needless to say, anyone who had a roommate or still lived had home spent A LOT of time in my room. Usually we would end up pushing the beds together in the center of the floor so everyone would fit.

[MF] she thought I was asleep part 4

Her eyes met mine.

“What?” anger, fear,and lust crackled in the air between our gaze.

Every word of my answer was matched by a rough thrust into her.

“Think… You can… Just. Use… Me.”

I bent down and bit into her neck just below her left ear. I could feel her pulse pounding under my lips. I pulled back and met her eyes again.

I slowed my pace, easing gently in and out of her. She laughed.

“Think you can keep up? Mikeys been asking me when you were gonna make a move.”

“Didn’t want to overstep my boundaries. Do you want to keep going?”

“Don’t you dare stop. Honey, baby, Lucky. If you want this to mean more, me and you and Michael can sit down when we get home, but for now just keep pounding me into these sheets.”

Yes ma’am.

I returned to my previous pace, testing the boundaries of our tryst by biting her neck or placing my hand over her throat. When my teeth met her neck, her hand wove into my hair,pressing me inward. I took this as a cue to really leave my mark, sucking and scraping.

[MF] she thought I was asleep part 3

This new development (her masturbating, me watching but never getting TOO involved) continued for another couple of weeks before the dam inevitably broke.

That night, her boyfriend Mikey had been out of town,so she had literally no relief except herself for going on 3 days. (Such as drought, I know…) so that night I am asleep next to her on a bed designed for someone half my size.

At some point in the night, she had decided her own hand was no longer sufficient and had rolled on top of me. I woke up and put up a weak protest but eventually gave in as she ground herself against the seam of my jeans. Before I could offer further assitance or comment, she quietly squeaked out her climax, rolled over and began snoring.

Over the next few weeks, she alternated between fucking Mikey into the ground, fingering herself to the point of arthritis , and attempting to start a fire between her pussy and my jeans. Until I had a cross country meet a few states away.

[MF] she thought I was asleep part 2

After a month or so (its been years so time dilation is a thing) I stopped caring if she knew I was awake or not.

The first time she noticed I was not asleep, I was laying at the foot of the bed as usual, and she kicked out in orgasm, outnecting square under my jaw. I held back a cry so as not to wake anyone else up.

She propped herself up on one arm and stared down at me,trying to hide her heavy breathing.
“You okay? I didn’t mean to wake you.”

“You didn’t. …” I laughed and rubbed my jaw.

“K. Good.good Night.” then she must have realized the implication of my statement.

She shot up and stared at me, I could tell even in the neat darkness that she was blushing. “So… How long you been watching?”

“Don’t stop on my account. About a month.”

“Oh…. I see. Well no harm no foul. Im still buzzing… Mind if I take care of business?”

[MF] she thought I was asleep

A post in r/askredditafterdark got me reminiscing

In college, I was close friends with a very tight knit group including Kate, a girl with an insatiable sex drive. Her boyfriend was nearly as bad, but sometimes even he had to tap out. Most days, we all hung out till way too late/early then passed out at whoevers apartment or dorm.
Bedspace was usually at a premium, but we were a very affectionate group so it wasnt usually a problem.
I alternated between sleeping next to Kate on the opposite side from her BF, or curled up at the bottom of the bed, “under” Kate (in the space between her feet and the end of the mattress)
There were multiple occasions where I would wake up in the middle of the (thank god I don’t do so loudly)night and get to see Kate going to town on herself. Sometimes with a hand in her jeans, sometimes over top of them, and my favorite circumstance, when she had stripped down to sleep more comfortably,or was wearing a skirt, I would get to watch the full display of her fingers gliding in and out of her. For a short time, neither of us acknowledged my wakefulness. More to come later . on mobile at work.

[MF] Best Rocky Horror stories ?

Anybody got a good story from an RHPS showing?

A recent post reminded me of the night I helped convince my entire group (4 men/7 women) to spend the entire night topless, then received an amazing blowjob on the top level of the parking garage next door to the theatre while smoking and enjoying an awesome view of downtown.

[M]assage [F]or a [F]riend leads to [M]ore

Resubmitting this in hopes of more coherent flow.

My wife and I found ourselves free for an entire weekend,from work and children. So we called up a few friends and hit one of the state parks for some hiking and camping.

3 couples(kind of), plus 2 unattached women,meant that 3 tents was going to be awkward .or atleast sexually charged.

As the night wore on, we all became increasingly drunk, and increasingly flirtatious. My brother and his wife were the first to turn in. They had brought the smallest tent,so they were afforded full privacy save for their dog.

As those that remained sat around the fire, the conversation turned to everypnes reason for coming. For my wife and I, it was a chance to see everyone wed been missing for a few months, for Dee it was a chance to get out into the world with people she trusted. Mona looked across the fire at Bobby, who until a year prior had been her boyfriend. She took Does hand and pulled her to their tent. Bobby and Sam leaned into one another, hands entwined.

“So how long have you two been together?” I asked.

A [M]assage [F]or a [F]riend

This will be heavily edited tjrpughput the day. In at work so have to break off every few minutes.

It is rare that my wife and I both have a day off together,and even more rare that someone agrees to take the kids for the night.

So when we somehow ended up with a free Friday, and the kids at my parents for the weekend, we made some phone calls and packed the car for a weekend camping trip.

When we pulled into the park,we were followed closely by a small train of cars. My brother and his wife were directly behind us, followed by our friend Bobby driving a carful of cute girls. Dee, Sam, and Mona.

We pulled into our site and began preparations to set up tents. My wife and I would be sharing a tent with Bobby and Sam, who were somewhere between FWB and dating, while my brother and his wife shared a tent with their dog, Nora,and Dee and Mona shared the last tent,due to similar constitution and reaction to illicit goings on.