(Nonfiction) Forgive me father because I have sinned

It was a cold winter night. A friend asked me out for a drink at one of our local bars. We hang out a few times and really enjoyed each other company. She had 3 children and husband. Every time she had problems, she would invite me out to drink and tell me all her problems.

This particular night she had a few drinks more than me but was still ok to drive us home. We got into the car and drove out. When we almost reached my destination. She slowed the car down and turn into the church yard right at the entrance to my street. I thought maybe she needed to pee, vomit or something. However when the car came to a stop she didn’t made any motion to get out. She instead turned directly to me. Reached over and kiss me. I pushed her away.

Stop it! What are you doing? I said.

She laughed and replied: I know you are into women and I just told you I hadn’t had sex with my husband in a long time because of his ED situation.

(Nonfiction) Started off innocent but ended up being our dirty little secret

My classmate and I were going through puberty. Every time we had a new change in our bodies we would show each other and compare. We would show each other our pubic hair growth, our boob changes, etc. It was very innocent for sure. However as our curiosity grew, it went from just showing each other, to now touching each other. I would feel her boobs and let her feel mine. We would compare what it felt like. For me, each time I felt her boobs or touch her pubic hair, I felt tingles and butterflies inside my body.

{F4M} I jacked him off on the highway

A male friend I had not seen in a while invited me out for lunch. I was so horny and had not seen a dick in a long while. During lunch I had a couple glasses of wine and he decided to drive me home because he thought I was a bit too tipsy to find my way home.

[F4M] red light, green light, oral sex

My co-worker and I was coming from an office party. I am always horny but I get even more horny when I drink alcohol. When he stopped at the stoplight I just grabbed his head a shoved it between my crotch.
When the light turn to green I let go of his head and he drove in total shock. We are just friends/co-worker so never he imagined that I would do something like this. When we reached another stop light, I grabbed his head again, but this time I slid my panties to the side and shoved his face in my pussy. As soon as the light turn green again, I let go of his head. I did that for every stop light on the way to my apartment. Each time he got more and more excited and even got angry when the stoplight did not turn red. Sometimes he would slow down the car just to buy time for the light to turn red. Each time I put his face in my pussy he would hungry lick and suck my pussy. When he drove into my apartment parking lot. He said too bad the stop lights are finished. What do we do now? I looked him in his eyes without breaking eye contact, slide my panties off and opened my legs. He ate my pussy out right there in the parking lot of my apartment. Next day I thought it would be awkward at work but it wasn’t.

[F4M] I totally dominate him in his office.

Growing up my father was a carpenter. He would make office furniture. We had a close bond. He was my hero. When my father passed away i was devastated. I was in months of therapy to deal with the emptiness I felt. Nothing really worked. I started using alcohol to ease the pain I felt inside. I was what you would call a functional alcoholic. However, something about the smell, feel and look of wood would bring me a sense of peace within my broken heart. There is just one problem. The thing is, my dad was a dominant man with strong personality. Therefore even though wood would bring me a sense of peace, it would also strike the fire in me to take on my father’s personality.

On a busy Friday afternoon, I got off from a stressful day at work and the only thing I could think about was going to the bar and getting myself pissed face. I headed to my usual spot. Right away I ordered a shot along a with gin and tonic. I wanted to get hammered fast. I just wanted to feel good. After my 3rd shot and 2nd gin and tonic I hear a strong, deep voice across the bar: