Author: twanquavius

My GF Watched Me With Her Best Friend, Joined In, Then Reclaimed My Cock [FFM]

If you didn’t know we had travelled to Houston to fuck each other, you probably wouldn’t have been able to tell right away. We had recently arrived at Madi’s house (she kept the house in the divorce). It was just her at home though—we timed our visit to coincide with when Madi’s son would be with his father for the weekend. No need to create any unnecessary debilitating childhood trauma, right?

This would my first threesome, though not Madi’s or my girlfriend Kaitlyn’s first time. College was a little wilder for them than for me I guess.

Still, I think we were all feeling a little anxious. We laughed and caught up on each other’s lives, as if we hadn’t already planned ahead of time to do the no pants dance with each other.

The two women couldn’t look more different physically. Kaitlyn is brunette, tan, and thin, while her friend Madi is blonde, fair skinned, and more curvy with bigger breasts.

Pretty soon we were watching a movie in Madi’s basement. It was chilly down there and we all huddled together under one blanket, Madi sat in between my girlfriend and I. And what did they decide to watch, you ask? 50 shades. Read more »

The Time My GF Told Her Best Friend About Me Fucking Her . . . While I Was Fucking Her [MF]

The title sounds confusing, I know. Let me explain.

The sound of Kaitlyn, my girlfriend, talking to her best friend, Madi, woke me up one Saturday morning. I remember being kind of annoyed because I wanted to sleep-in but she was being loud.

Kaitlyn and Madi went to college together in Georgia. Madi ended up following a boy out to Texas getting married, having a baby, then getting divorced. She was essentially stuck in Texas due to the terms of her custody agreement, but from what I knew about her, she was pretty wild.

“Morning, Madi.” I grunted over my girlfriend’s shoulder.

“Hey, Ryan.” I heard back over the speaker.

My morning wood was raging. I considered for a moment getting up to rub it out in the bathroom, but I thought why not have some fun instead? I spooned up to Kaitlyn, making sure she could feel my rod in between her ass cheeks—she had slept in a nightie without underwear, and I was in the buff (we may have enjoyed some activities the night before).

“And then [girl’s name I don’t know] gets out of the limo and gives him back his pin!” Kaitlyn screeched. Read more »

My Anal Virgin Milf Ex-Girlfriend Let Me Be The First In Her Backdoor [MF]

\ As always, thanks for reading. If you want to read the whole thing, feel free. But if it’s too long for your liking, skip to:

1. $$$$$$$$$ for PIV Sex
2. @@@@@@ for Anal
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“Why don’t you stay for dinner, Coach?” Rebekah asked me. “Yeah, Coach!” Her son, Cooper chimed.

It had been about three weeks since Cooper’s mom and I hooked up for the first time. And after that, every week like clockwork, when I would go to her house to give her son a baseball lesson Ms. Ward would find a way to me stay. The night always ended the same—with Ms. Ward and I fucking each other senseless while her son slept obliviously down the hallway. We hadn’t put any labels on anything yet, but I was certainly enjoying her company.

So when Rebekah invited me to stay for dinner, you’ll understand that eating food was the furthest thing from my mind. “Yeah, that sounds great!” I responded. Rebekah gave me a knowing smile.

She made parmesan chicken and it was absolutely delicious. “Would you like another plate, Coach?” Rebekah inquired. Read more »

Guy In The Apartment Above Me Died and I Ended Up Getting a Blowjob From My Neighbor – [MF]

About a month after I lost my job, I started to smell something weird—like, rotten, and I figured it was coming from my ceiling. I asked if my neighbor, Kaitlyn, smelled it too and she did. I called the landlord several times, and he basically told me there was nothing he could do about a random smell in my apartment.

I stayed in that apartment for weeks, opening windows, plugging in those Febreze plugins, doing everything I could to cover up the smell. Definitely a breach of the warranty of habitability, but my landlord wasn’t doing squat. Luckily my lease was ending in a few months, and I could get the hell out of dodge.

It gets worse though. One day, you see, it’s not just a smell anymore. I wake up, and there is literally a giant stain on my ceiling and IT IS DRIPPING onto the floor. I call my landlord and basically threaten to sue him if he doesn’t figure out what the hell is happening, and I’m guessing you guys have already figured out what they found. Apparently, the guy above me had been dead since the smell started and when the found him his body was liquifying. That’s right everyone, I was inhaling dead guy for a month and his body was leaking through my ceiling. Read more »

A Series of Unfortunate Events – Part 1 – Messing Around With The Receptionist Cost Me My 6-Figure Job [MF]

\This is a two-part story. As usual I’ve indicated the fun parts for you to skip to below

1. You can read the whole thing if you want to.
2. For Cunnilingus go to ###########
3. For Blowjob go to @@@@@@@@@
4. For Sex go to $$$$$$$$$$$$

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What does losing my job and living below a rotting corpse have in common? Me. I’ll tell you about each separately.

So a few years ago, when I was 30, there were a series of unfortunate events in my life. They were double edged of course, good mixed in with the bad, but I would have preferred it without the bad, if you know what I mean.

Event #1 – Losing My Job

I was a fourth year associate attorney at one of the largest law firms in America. I was making really fantastic money at the cost of having no social life. We’re talking 80 hour work weeks here, people.

I hadn’t been in a serious relationship for about 3 years at this point, and hadn’t been on a date in 8 months. Then our receptionist quit. Read more »

My First Time Fucking the Little League Mom [MF]

*\\Hey all—this is a really long one that I debated splitting into parts but felt it was better told as one.*

*SO:*

*1) If you want to read the whole story, by all means!*

*2) For blowjob, skip to “@@@@@@“*

*3) For cunnilingus, skip to “#######”*

*4) For sex, skip to “$$$$$$$$”*

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“Ball three!” The umpire called from behind his mask.

I leaned down to mark the call in my coach’s book.

This is how I was putting myself through law school. Well not this particularly, but it’s related. I wasn’t drafted out of college, and although I may have been able to walk on to a minor league team and shoot my shot, I decided to pursue my lifelong dream of being a lawyer. I took the LSAT and enrolled in law school back in my home state of Georgia.

It was good to be home. Read more »

My Catholic Ex-Girlfriend’s Journey to the Poophole Loophole – The Final Chapter [MF]

Thanks for sticking with me everyone. This has been fun to write for you all—and I’m glad that so many people liked it. Alas, this is the final saga of my Catholic ex-girlfriend’s journey to the poophole loophole.

A month or so went by and we were in the conference playoffs. Up to then, Melissa and I had become quite proficient at giving head to each other. I could make her cum multiple times with my tongue (call me, ladies), and she had learned a few tricks too.

We got together one night to hang out and watch some TV. I knew how to pirate TV shows and airplay it through my computer to the TV and this was right during the height of How I Met Your Mother. Melissa and I loved watching it together.

My roommate and best friend (Eric) was cool and always gave us the room together for a few hours. But when Melissa took off her jacket, I knew that tonight was going to be different. We usually watched it in our pajamas, had a little fun, then sent her home for the night. Melissa also usually just wore some regular loose fitting pajama pants and a t shirt. Nothing firm fitting—prime comfort level. But not that night. Read more »

My Catholic Ex-Girlfriend’s Journey to the Poophole Loophole – Part 1 [MF]

Sorry for Repost. I accidentally deleted it, I think. No need to upvote 😂.

Spring of 2008.

Melissa and I met at Freshman orientation. We started dating in the second semester of my sophomore year—my first official college girlfriend. We had both just started dating. I got to our school on athletic scholarship (baseball), and she got in on her academic acumen.

The baseball season had just started, and Melissa was determined to make all my games, even though I told her she totally didn’t have to. I played center field, and I was pretty decent. But I really got a boost to my batting average when Melissa and I dated.

Melissa was very cute. She had a shoulder length brown hair, and stayed in great shape. She was about 5’2 and had a nice butt. Perhaps the best physical feature though were her impossibly large boobs. She’s had a reduction now, but man, they were huge.

Melissa was raised very conservative. Most religious girl I ever dated. She attended mass every week. She didn’t drink and she never used profanity. She had a few boyfriends in high school and one her Freshman year but, she—unlike me—had never done anything with them besides hold hands and kiss; she was a virgin. She wanted to save herself for marriage. Read more »

My Ex-Girlfriend’s Journey to the Poophole Loophole – Part 3 [MF]

I remember looking in the stands after I hit that home run, my sexually repressed girlfriend jumping up and down. Absolutely gorgeous. Just looking at her made my dick twitch a little in my pants as I thought of the blowjob she had just given me in the parking lot.

She waved at me and I returned the gesture. I’m pretty sure I saw her eyes go to my groin, but I couldn’t be sure since she was so far away. As I headed into the dugout to wait for the end of the inning, I began to think more about what had happened before the game. You see, contrary to Melissa’s strict Catholic upbringing, she had previously given me a handjob, let me fuck her gigantic tits, and just before the game she had given me a blowjob to completion.

Melissa told me later that she had masturbated for the first time in the car after I left, and she even gave herself her first orgasm. She had always been told that it was a sin, but that her desire was just too strong. Read more »

My Catholic Ex-Girlfriend’s Journey to the Poophole Loophole – Part 2 [MF]

*The first part to this story can be found in my profile if you wish to read it, but you would probably get the gist of it if you want to just read this one too.*

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After what occurred in the previous part, let’s just say that Melissa was encumbered by some good ol’ fashioned Catholic guilt. You see, she was a good conservative Catholic girl who wanted to wait until marriage to have sex. But, just before my game, my mental was down bad and I . . . um . . . well, I told her I wanted to have sex. To my great surprise, she actually offered me a handjob, and that progressed to me fucking her tits and accidentally cumming on her face.

It was amazing—and I have no idea if it really made me play better, but I played great.

After that game though, Melissa told me about the guilt she had for us doing what we did. She said, “I’m glad it helped you, but it can’t happen again. It’s a sin!” Not exactly what I wanted to hear, especially because I was hoping it would happen before my next game as well. Read more »