It Stung [MF]

I went to college in the last half of the 70’s when the mantra was sex, drugs, and rock & roll, although it was dying off a bit. Well, the sex part was still crazy. Can’t remember a woman who was not on birth control, and STDs weren’t an issue.

Sophomore year brought to my dorm a girl I was acquainted with. That evening was no holds bar crazy sex, but that’s for another story. We went out occasionally and one evening we end up at my dorm room and she wanted to give me a hand job. Well, I’m accommodating. But this hand job turned tortuous, probably going on 30 minutes, my nut sack about to burst and I finally unloaded. A couple of ropes hit me in the face, one in an eye. It stung like hell. She laughed. I got my revenge soon thereafter.

Losing [M] My Virginity to a [F] Dirty Girl

Retired (early) fellow here, sharing stories about fun and wild escapades. Long story but please stick with me.

I was awkward around girls in high school and had a couple of dates, but I was still a virgin when I graduated. So off I went to a small college that fall, enrolling in a rigorous liberal arts program that required you to live in a dorm your first two years. All of the freshman and sophomore students, as well as a few upperclassmen, lived in a cluster of four dorms and shared the same dining hall. Many of the classes were held in rooms in the dorms, and the social atmosphere was strong. While the dorms were same sex, rules about visiting were not enforced except if campus security caught you, which was a rarity. So as you see, it was a tight-knit environment, and it engendered a lot of hanky-panky.

College g[f]

Earlier today I was perusing a post about sex in risky places and fondly remembered an escapade of mine that happened in college in the late 70’s. For two years I dated a girl (R) who was a nationally ranked athlete. I won’t say the sport but it was not a college sport. Well, we were pretty crazy about each other, had unquenchable sex drives, and fucked like rabbits.

Our sophomore year we lived in the same coed dorm, one floor apart. We regularly spent our nights together.

She shared her dorm room with a complete and total nympho (L), who blew an unimaginably high number of men and who I had bedded a couple of times before R and I started dating, one time as her boyfriend was pounding on my dorm room! The dorm rooms were predictably small so R and L moved their beds around to maximize shared space. The beds were perpendicular so R’s bed, which was taken off its frame, was lengthwise against the back wall under the windows, with the head of the bed abutting the end of ‘L’s bed, which was on its frame. You get the picture.

[MF] The First Hookup With the Company Librarian

Newbie to this sub. Older fellow taking a break from the rat race and thought I’d share stories about some fun adventures I’ve had. Me: 6’1″, blue eyes, full head of wavy brown hair (thanks, Dad), nice muscular build from athletics, but not ripped. At the time I was fairly lean (not so much anymore LOL).

Years ago I worked for a fairly large consulting firm with offices throughout the country. The work was very technical and often required statements in reports to be referenced back to technical studies. The office HQ had a research office staffed by several library science folks who would track down technical references I did not have in my personal library. The company was made up of mostly young to middle aged employees, and each year the company would throw a three day meeting–for all employees–at a resort. It was a very generous perk to say the least as all expenses except booze were covered. The meeting was painted as team-building and relationship-building, but in reality–no surprise here–they typically turned into marinated fuck fests. This story is about the first time I hooked up with one of the librarians at the meeting held at a resort in California. It was about 20 years ago before 9/11.