Watching [M]y best [F]riend’s brother screw a random girl senseless… they didn’t know I was there (at first)

When I was fresh out of college, I took a job in a town that was a few hours drive from where I was living. The place I was supposed to move into wasn’t available until after the holidays, but my lease was up, and the new job was starting now.

One of my friends offered to let me stay with her family in town for the few weeks I had before my new place was available. They lived only a small distance from where I was working and it seemed like a good fit. My friend and her parents were going out of town for the holidays on vacation, but her brother would be staying behind and so I was allowed to continue living there while they were gone.

Before they left, I would rarely see her brother Ryan. So I figured it would be fine when they were gone, almost like having the place to myself.

On the second night, Ryan went out. He called to me on his way out, telling me he would be back in a few hours. I settled on the couch to watch some sappy holiday movies that were playing on the hallmark or lifetime channels. I don’t remember which.

A sort of one night stand at a work convention [FM]

A few months after I had met Chad at the work convention, he contacted me out of the blue and told me he would be in my neighborhood in a few days. He asked if I wanted to come visit him in his hotel room when I was free. I agreed.

The 24 hours I had enjoyed with him had taken me to new places in terms of pleasure… and it was fun to be dominated in the way he had taken total possession of my body and me.

He arranged for me to come up to his hotel room in the early evening his second night there. I did not bring much with me… I doubted he had a planned excursion for us. I knocked on his hotel room door and waited a moment before he pulled open the door and stepped aside to let me in. He followed me into the main part of his room. When I saw the king size bed, I stopped walking. He wrapped his arms around the front of me and rubbed his face into my hair. I felt his breath on my neck as he whispered to me, “Is there a problem?”

The time I had no where to go so we had sex in a bunk bed… and his older brother was sleeping on the top bunk [MF]

Today, I would like to talk about a story I forgot until recently, until someone from that time in my life reached out and reminded me.

I’ve always had poor impulse control, sometimes my surroundings don’t seem to matter when I want to have sex. When I first went away to school, I was hooking up with a guy that worked at a nearby factory and while I lived with a couple other people, he lived with his entire family in a tiny house. His mom would make him leave the door open when I would come over. Which I thought was really funny.

One night we were kind of in a pickle. We had been making out in his car for over an hour when heavy petting began. Typically, I have no qualms about sex in a car, but we were having some terrible luck finding somewhere to go. My roommate had her long-distance boyfriend over for the week and my other roommates were having a movie night. He also lived about an hour drive from where I was staying, and we did not want to waste time driving all the way to my place if we were going to strike out.

Sleeping with my neighbor [F]

I have the coolest little house. It’s pretty old and has some of the original features of the original house. It has all wooden floors that are well worn and covered with layers of paint in some places. It has a creepy unfinished basement with a room that is small, and latches closed from the outside. I believe this is for storing food before refrigeration existed. It has this huge metal tank that used to be the way they heated the house. It was put in and the house built around it so there is no way to take it out. My favorite room is the bathroom. It has the coolest clawfoot tub that has a shower addition. The curtain must go all the way around and there is a floor to ceiling set of shelves right at the back which is nice for keeping all the things I use in the shower. It is also super convenient for having shower sex.

They cheated, we got revenge.. [F]

When I was living in the dorms, I found out that the guy I had been dating for a short while was cheating on me with a girl that also had her own boyfriend. I dumped the guy when he tried explaining to me what happened before the real story got back to me. I knew what had happened because I got a text from Hunter, the boyfriend of the girl my boyfriend had been cheating on me with.

I was sitting in my dorm room alone that night when I got a knock on my door. It was Hunter, and he wanted to tell me that he had walked in on them when they were hooking up.

I nodded sympathetically, “Yeah, that’s really shitty. I am sorry that happened to you man.”

“You’re affected too,” he told me, “Do you want to drink with me?”

“Sure,” I told him. He left and returned a few minutes later with some cheap alcohol and a few disposable cups.

“I would rather be here because if we go to my dorm room, there is a chance she will try and find me there. I don’t want my roommates letting her in to surprise me,” he explained.

The time I didn’t think road head all the way through [F]

When you live in the middle of nowhere, you drive A LOT. Trips to get necessities or whatever you need take hours instead of a couple of minutes round trip driving. Depending on what store I need, I must plan around the time it takes to drive into my shopping trip. Because of this, I often take people with me, like my neighbors or friends, when I need to make a trip. Then it saves them the gas and I have someone to talk to.

Someone I go with the most often is one of my guy neighbors. He likes to drive so I can
just do whatever as he drives. A few weeks ago, we got hung up way longer than we were supposed to be when we drove to a town two hours away. We had a lot of things to get, including some things for his mother, and we ended up coming back late at night. About an hour away from home, we started talking about our sexual experiences and what some of the best stories were. He told me about this girl that had given him the “best blowjob ever” in a movie theater once. I checked the mile marker to see how far we were from getting back, 30 miles out, so I decided to make the ride more interesting.

The pickup line that worked [F]

I am not a fan of pickup lines. I have had a lot of dumb things said to me and it is the worst when I am at work. Several years ago, when I worked in the small college town I was going to school in, I worked at a small restaurant.
I was jaded to the stupid ways people would try and ask me out. I had a collection of phone numbers in a little box behind the counter. My boss, a young guy in an arranged marriage that luckily worked out for the both of them, thought this was hilarious. He said that I should give the numbers to other people that asked for my number. While funny, it would not be a mystery to realize what happened.
So, it was an actual surprise to me, after the fact, that I had indeed fallen for a line without realizing it immediately. 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.

Hooking up, while camping, inside an abandoned chapel. We almost got caught [FM]

I love camping. I went to camp as a kid, not the nice camps with air conditioning and a pool, the kind with ancient cabins that are barely closed to the elements. The camp was on a lake that was not the best for swimming in, but it was the only option. My family also would go to a campground every year for the week of the Fourth of July. The same families had been renting at this campground for years and usually the place was booked years in advance by the same families. Yes, it was a first come, first serve basis, but no one wanted to book the place up to three years in advance.

Therefore, it was the same families, and generations of families, that were there that week, every year, since sometime in the 60s. Every now and then, new families would come, and others would stop coming, but everyone knew everyone. Obviously, because we were not all related, it was fun to have crushes on the other kids when we were young, someone we only really saw once a year. Nothing much really ever came of that, nothing lasting at least.

I fuck one of my dad’s work buddies that I had a crush on as a teenager

My dad works on boats. He is a merchant marine officer which means he’s a sailor but not military. He worked on boats in a lot of different places with a lot of different people. Typically, if he had a job for a while, he would buy a house and run something of a boarding house for the sailors that worked several weeks on and several weeks off. So, a lot of them had other homes in different places.

Even though my parents were divorced, I grew up around sailors. I loved spending time at my dad’s house. I knew how to light a lighter at 3 and I would walk around lighting the cigarettes for all the guys. I knew all the best swear words, I was given whatever I wanted for dinner, and there were very few rules. It was a lot of fun growing up.

When I was a teenager, my dad kept the younger guys away from me because I think he was worried. I remember when I was 16 though, and there was a new hire, and he was just starting out. My dad and him were friends and so he was allowed to be around me and my sisters. I remember we all had the biggest crush on him, and we would argue about who got “dibs”.

I fuck one of my dad’s work buddies that I had a crush on as a teenager [FM]

My dad works on boats. He is a merchant marine officer which means he’s a sailor but not military. He worked on boats in a lot of different places with a lot of different people. Typically, if he had a job for a while, he would buy a house and run something of a boarding house for the sailors that worked several weeks on and several weeks off. So, a lot of them had other homes in different places.

Even though my parents were divorced, I grew up around sailors. I loved spending time at my dad’s house. I knew how to light a lighter at 3 and I would walk around lighting the cigarettes for all the guys. I knew all the best swear words, I was given whatever I wanted for dinner, and there were very few rules. It was a lot of fun growing up.

When I was a teenager, my dad kept the younger guys away from me because I think he was worried. I remember when I was 16 though, and there was a new hire, and he was just starting out. My dad and him were friends and so he was allowed to be around me and my sisters. I remember we all had the biggest crush on him, and we would argue about who got “dibs”.