Author: TrashPanda33

When some drinks, boredom and truth or dare (sort of) turns into a [FMM] threesome and I have to [m]ake a mad escape

This is a story of some neighborhood friends exploring each other in an all new way thanks to some drinks, some boredom, and some truth or dare.

So, the three of us had been friends for a long time. There was me, Kevin, 5-10, 170 pounds, pretty normal looking, above average where it counts but nothing extreme, pretty average dude. There was Will, who was a little taller than me, a little better looking, in slightly better shape and was a bit cooler. It’s just how it went—the girls loved Will, they liked me. I had a tougher road in high school. Then there was Aubrey, who moved in a bit later. She was so damn cute—brunette, pretty short, probably C-cup boobs and perky and nice legs.

We hung out quite a bit through high school since we lived so close to one another. Sort of grew up together, but we were always just friends—with obvious flirting.

This all took place near the beginning of the summer after our senior year of high school. We had graduated, we had survived high school, and we could relax. And, yes, all of us were 18. Read more »

The time [m]y girlfriend found herself sexually transformed from bashful to tomcat in one night [spanking]

This is the story of how, in one night, my long-term girlfriend went from good in bed but a little bashful about it to an absolute naughty sex kitten begging for more.

I’m Kevin. I’m about 5’10, 165 pounds, athletic/normal build. Not the best-looking guy in the world, but I have my days. Above-average where it counts but nothing like a knee-knocker. She’s Jessica. 5’5, fit build, great stomach, perfectly perky b-cup tits, nice ass. Absolutely gorgeous. Way out of my league but she never realized it. And this isn’t one of those embellishment details to make it sound better—She really is way too hot for me. And we had been dating for 3 years.

She was always great in bed. Sex was great. Head was great. But she was a little quieter about it. She was great but I could tell she wouldn’t REALLY open up like she waned to. She was holding back from being open or vocal. This is sort of a tribute to when she finally did. Read more »

When a roof overlooking ca[m]pus is the only place for a blowjob (my one cool moment upon going to college)

A little story on improvisation and the one cool moment I, Kevin, had in college. In high school, I got along with everybody but was never *really* a part of the cool crowd. I developed sexually and had those “first” experiences pretty early but never went to the awesome parties, etc. etc. I’m about 5’10, 165 pounds, athletic/normal build. Not the best-looking guy in the world, but I have my days. Above-average where it counts but nothing like a knee-knocker.

After not being able to explore some things that I wanted to in high school, college was everything I wanted it to be. Had an awesome group of immediate friends who lived on my floor in the dorm. We quickly started going to parties just off campus either at some regular houses or Frat houses for rush week. It was an incredible time in which I could open up and live like I hadn’t previously—drinking, making my own schedule, smoking weed, going to parties.

This was a few weeks into fall semester. Pretty chilly night, but we pregame in the dorms and then go out as a big group. We’re all drinking at this house party and having a good time. I’m really buzzed and feeling great. And then, nature calls, so I’m waiting in line for the one bathroom in the house. Read more »