That time i found a hottie in my living room! [MF]

Many years ago, during university, I shared an house with two friends, let’s call it John and Joe. Three single bedroom, one large living room/kitchen.
One summer, while I was busy with my exam, one of my flatmates, John, decided to invite two girls that he met in the Netherlands during an international student exchange program.
The girls were planning a tour of my country, and John accepted to hostthem in the third bedroom, taking advantage of the third flatmates absence

Of course, he was planning to hit on one of the two, and asked me to join them for the evening, more a fun night between friends and to show them the city than a double date.
I was not in the mood; Exams were close and I was terribly late with my project, so I declined, and he invited a friend of his.

I met the two girls in the afternoon, when they arrived to leave their backpacks and get a shower, before hitting the city. The girl my friend was interested in was a tall, slender blonde with blue eyes and two, infinite long legs. The typical nordic beauty that you can find on a magazine cover.

Poker Face Challenge, many [M], one [F].

Earlier, I was talking to a girl, and a memory of one of my wildest moment came back from the depth of my shitty memory.

When I was about 18, more or less, me and my group of friends usually hang out in the basement of one of the girl in the group, especially in the winter when outside, the freezing desolation of my small town was too much to handle.

The basement had a separate entry from the house, and she pretty much lived there by herself, and their parents have her pretty much complete freedom, so it was kinda common to get drunk and stoned there.

The girl who owned the basement, was pretty much the “slut” of the group, who wasn’t afraid to admit that she enjoyed sex as much as the male teenager. She wasn’t the hottest one from a mere physical point of view, but compensate with the attitude, although she rocked two solid, huge Boobs.

But she was much more than that.

One night, we were drunk beyond limits, she was the only girl present, and a recurrent inside joke of the group became true.

My friend fucked me, and i can’t process why [MF]

Backstory:
Back in the first years of university, we had a pretty close group of friends from various part of the country. We studied together, had lunch, had parties, some had stories, the usual stuff for young students.
In this group there was this girl, short, blonde, blue eyes, a couple of round, firm tits, and the look of the innocent girl who shine as a very fun slut once you know her better.
I wasn’t particularly close to her, we never shared intimate confession, nor i ever tried to approach her, first because she looked way out of my league, second because she had a serious history with a guy.
We both finish our studies, she goes back to her hometown, while i stay working in the university town.