Already lost the bet… roommate can be a rebound as well [FM]

One of my best friends when I lived with a ton of people, was also one of my roommates. She was the friend that typically egged me on until I did something ridiculous.

I was feeling pretty low because a guy I had been seeing more than a little casually had been transferred and was no longer living nearby. I may have been pouting a little. It’s hard sometimes to find someone you are sexually compatible with and I felt the loss.

While It’s always fun to hook up with someone new, many times it’s more satisfying to hook up with someone you’ve hooked up with before because you’re already comfortable with them and know what to expect.

I believe this was what she had in mind when she knocked on my door one night. It was still pretty early but I was trying to go to bed, laying down in an oversized T-shirt and panties. I did not want to go out but she decided that my time for pouting had run out.

“Come on,” she fell down next to me on the bed, “you don’t have to go out but like at least do something!” She was exasperated with me.

Storm forces me to share a bed at summer camp [FM]

Working at summer camp when I was younger was some of the most fun, I had at that time. Because the camps were separated, the girls did not feel pressure to look nice or behave a certain way. It was a very “girl power” experience at times. We did do things with the boy’s camp, and we hung out with them occasionally on our time off, but for the most part it was just us girls.

To say the camps are old and a little run down is an understatement. Those camps have not had any real work done on them, besides paint, since the 80s. So, when big storms hit… it could be scary.

I think it was the second year I was there when a huge storm hit the camp a couple weeks in. Usually, we just keep everyone inside and away from windows and wait it out. That night, however, lightning struck one of the main electric lines that ran through the main part of the camp. One of my coworkers was walking nearby when it happened… and was lucky she was not hurt.

Having loud sex to mess with a loud neighbor [FM]

When I went to college, I felt that I had to have the entire college experience. That meant living in the dorms. The idea of living with a bunch of random people and sharing a bathroom with the rest of the floor was not totally appealing, but I wanted to say I had done it. I moved rooms about a month into the first semester because my first roommate was weird, and I was over waking up to find her boyfriend staring at me while I slept. I moved a few doors down into a room with a girl that spent all her nights with her boyfriend. It was the ideal set up except for the girl next door that woke up every morning at 7 am to blast music and weep like someone had died. She also would pound on the wall whenever she thought we were being loud, which was all the time. I was getting really fed up with her hypocrisy.

I realized a few weeks in, that the music she was weeping to be some sort of Christian rock. I do not know why it made her cry so much, just that she was loud. So, I decided to get back at her for how annoying she was. So, I went walking around the dorm one night, looking for someone that would be interested in messing with my loud dorm neighbor.

Walk in the woods turns into getting fucked in the woods. [FM]

I really enjoy walking in the woods by my house. I was feeling bored and a little lonely one evening and I decided to walk. Sometimes it works to quiet my mind and I was already out the door before I really decided to go.

There are a lot of nice trails from people walking or riding their bikes out there. Some are better than others but I prefer to go by a little pond where most of the best trails follow the creek that runs through the area.

So I wasn’t expecting to see another person because I rarely ran into anyone out there. I was sitting on a large flat rock when I heard rustling coming towards me. It wasn’t from the trail so I got ready to bolt in case it was a wild animal. My imagination can get away from me sometimes as I ran through horror movie scenes in my head. Then he came into view.

It was an old fling I had from a few months prior. It’s a small town but I hadn’t seen him around in a little while and hadn’t even realized he was even still in town.

I don’t realize I [F]ell for a Line until I’m already on my hands and knees

I don’t like pick up lines. I think they’re annoying and don’t believe they ever work. However, it was sometime when I was on my hands and knees getting fucked from behind that I realized I did indeed fall for a line.

I worked the exact same schedule every week which was both convenient and inconvenient at the same time. It meant making plans was a lot easier in advance, but it also meant that my schedule was known to anyone paying attention and I would have to deal with the issues that come along with that.
There was one guy though, that I thought was just, wow. He did not bother me like some guys did, was always polite and patient, and always just exchanged pleasantries with me when he would come in. Once, he did ask if I wanted to hang out one night, but my default response at that time was to always say “no” when I was at work.

One day, he came in on the same time and day he always did and told me he wouldn’t be in for the next few weeks. I said, “alright” and that was that. He did not tell me why.

I bet anal on oral… we both won [FM]

I tend to have more guy friends than girl friends. I’ve heard a million times that it’s because they all want to fuck me, and that’s occasionally true. I have no issues having sex with my friends if it’s handled correctly. Know your boundaries and all that.

Occasionally, I also want to have sex with my male friends. Typically, I abstain in order to avoid any potential issues that arise from someone becoming emotionally involved. Other times, I know I could probably get away with a hookup or two.

One of these times was with a friend of mine that I’ll call Ollie. Ollie used to love to bitch to me about various hookups gone wrong. One thing he refused to do was go down on a girl. He just refused. I assumed it was because he was bad at it.

One day he was griping about striking out the night before. For whatever reason, in his very drunken state, he had wanted to do anal with the girl. He took her to his place. They fucked. And, while still half naked in his bed, she suddenly got up and left. He thought it was because she didn’t want to do anal. I’m pretty sure it was because she came to her senses.

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How to lose a dorm roommate … sleep with their family member and get walked in on [FM]

I went through a lot of roommates when I lived in the dorms. I was pretty unlucky when it came to finding someone that I got along with and that did not drive me crazy or vice versa. One roommate lasted only a few weeks before a little misunderstanding.

Her name was Liz and she had invited her “favorite” cousin to come stay with us for a weekend. She talked for a week about how cool her cousin was and how much fun they had. Their name was Alex and naturally I assumed it was a girl. When I got back from class on a Thursday afternoon however, I was surprised to find a very good looking guy standing in my dorm room.

“Hey, uh, are you doing maintenance or something?”

“Or something,” he told me.

“Oh good you’re back!” my roommate said as she pushed past me from the hallway. She stood next to her cousin, not a maintenance worker, and introduced us. I wondered why she didn’t clarify that her cousin was a guy. Luckily, we were allowed to have overnight visitors in the dorms, so it was not like we would get in trouble.

I may have a thing about getting fucked at work… [F]

Recently, I decided to take a part-time job at a restaurant that is an hours drive from my house. Someone that worked there asked for my help on weekends and so I thought I would give it a shot.

I figured it would be a good opportunity to make some extra money and meet some new people, it would be something fun for me to do.

Right away I noticed things are pretty cutthroat. The waitresses would work against each other. The cooks would work against each other. It was a really stressful situation right from the jump. The Chef was younger than a lot of Chefs I had seen before and it was one of the few times I would see the waitresses and cooks agree that he was very bossy and mean. I figured they hadn’t been around the industry for a while, because he was pretty nice for a Chef. Plus, I thought he was hot.

One night when I was emptying the vacuum cleaner in the dumpster, he was standing outside smoking.

“Hey can I hit that?” I asked him.

He shrugged and handed it over. “You think you guys will be done soon?” he asked.

Sneaking my rebound into my childhood room [FM]

I sneak him into the room that’s mine only sometimes. Between the sheets of my childhood room, home for a break and after another sort of break. Might be a rebound but it feels so good all the same. He traces undefinable patterns on my arms and legs. He pulls his body up over mine.
I feel the warmth of my attraction and pull towards him in my stomach and then even lower. He runs his tongue over my collarbone and I feel the shivers of pleasure that appear as goosebumps on my skin. Then lower, his mouth tracing a pattern down my body that only he seems to know. His tongue parts the lips between my legs and I fist my hands in the sheets. I ride the tidal wave of pleasure that crashes over me, my head only clearing after a long moment.
When my mind clears I want more. I take him in my hand, proof of his excitement in how hard he is and how ready I am. He slides into me, slow steady strokes at first. I gaze up at him, my fingers digging into his back as I urge him to go faster and harder.
He picks up speed and again my hands tangle in the sheets. I muffle my moans and that seems to drive him to go faster. I tighten around him and he breathes harder. We drive each other over the edge… spent he falls down next to me. Light from the Christmas display outside mixes with the slats of the blinds to lay shadows across our naked bodies. Rebound or not, I feel great and I want to go again

I slept with my (kinda) professor as a thank you for doing me a favor [FM]

I’ve always been naturally good at school. So I’ve never had to sleep with a teacher to get a good grade. I have, however, slept with a professor, I just didn’t do it for the grade. My sophomore year of college, I had to take 2 science classes and a lab. So, I chose to take the geology lab. The geology professor was an old timer who required his own textbook for the class. That seems like a “legitimate” way to make sure people have to buy your book. He thought of himself as the “regional expert” on all things geology. But his time was precious, so he delegated anything outside of lectures to the grad students in his department

One of his grad students, Lance, was a professor for the lab I was in. The lab was once a week, every Wednesday night. And this grad student turned professor took a page out of the department lead’s book and thought his time was extremely valuable as well. And if you missed even 1 class or field trip, you failed the entire class. This wasn’t an issue until near the end of the semester.