My [M]26 last night with a Brazilian MILF [F]33, days before her wedding.

If you have read my earlier story, this is the finale of June and me. If you haven’t read the story, here is a quick recap. June and I met at college when I was 19, and she was 26. She was a sexually confident, gorgeously curvy Brazilian who loved practising yoga and tanning. She practically melted my mind with her intense sexual energy as a naive 19-year-old. I had never experienced anything like this before, and she introduced me to many sexual experiences, including anal (read more about that here).

An introduction to anal from the Brazilian exchange student [MF]

This happened over ten years ago, at the end of my first year of university, when I was 19. During the second semester, June moved into the halls of residence where I was living. Unlike most students in the halls who were in their first year of uni, June was beginning a Master’s degree. Arriving from Brazil, she moved into the halls with all the first-year students as she thought it would be good to get acquainted with the city for her first six months. From memory, she was 26 at the time. We had a friendly relationship until the end of the semester when after one big party, we slept together and then had a fraught summer filled with passion, fights and some incredible sex.

I still don’t understand what she saw in me. Not that I think I’m no good, it was just that I was 19 with all the fallacies that a 19-year-old man has – I was still very much exploring the world of women and living out of home. She was a 26-year-old woman who knew what she wanted and exuded sexual confidence.

Playgrounds can be fun for adults to [MF]

Adrianne and I had been out to a gig in the city and were walking back to the suburb where we both lived, enjoying the late summer evening’s warmth. At this stage, our relationship was in a complicated place. She had been my first serious relationship. We had dated exclusively for three years, but I had broken it off around a year before this story. There were many reasons – we were young, I didn’t know how to communicate appropriately in our relationship, and it felt like we were stagnating. After spending three months not seeing each other, we had been reconnecting over the odd meal or going to a show like we had this evening. Everything had been purely platonic between us since we had broken up, but underneath, there was still a fierce sexual connection between us.

She whispered in my ear, “Tonight, you can do anything with me” [FM]

This story happened a while ago now. It was a warm late summer Sunday evening of a long weekend, and I was bored at home. A new friend had invited me out to a local bar. When I got there, the place was bouncing. It had a pretty renowned Sunday session at the time. I found him with his girlfriend and three females I had never met. After a few negroni’s, I got to know Priya. She was visiting my friends’ girlfriend from Canada and had been in the country for a few months. In my youthful innocence, I couldn’t be sure there was a bit of a spark between us. Eventually, I let everyone know I was heading home. As I went to leave, Priya asked if we could split a cab (Yep, I should have realised by now). I can’t quite remember how we decided, but by the time the cab stopped at mine, Priya was getting out for a “nightcap”.

As soon as we got inside, we skipped past the kitchen and bar for the stairs to my room. Once inside, we practically tore the clothes off each other. As we passionately made out, Priya leaned over and whispered in my ear, “Tonight, you can do anything with me”. I can only imagine my face at that moment. It would have just been screaming a shocked and excited “Anything!?”.