Author: willygeiser

She lost her Cellphone and I [F]ound a Threeway

Becky wasn’t the hottest girl, she was kind of short and slightly chubby with knotty black hair, but she carried her weight well around her ass and tits. She’d have been a 7 out of ten with only a couple beers in you, but she also had a tongue ring, and for a guy that had never gotten a blowjob with a pierced tongue before, I didn’t want to stick my cock into any other mouth the night I met her.

As a Sophomore, I was the only one on campus with a car that my roommates and I made the most out of.
Our university had a strict parking policy for underclassmen that I just managed to skirt around thanks to an older cousin who worked as on campus security. This often lead to my roommates and I loading other kids up from the dorms into my car to go to off campus parties. More often than not, to the delight of an average kid who had to use more than charm to get laid, this lead to lots of girls choosing to go out with us. Read more »

This girl kept calling [m]e a “nice guy”, so I [f]ucked her on my friend’s porch while his parents were home

The minute Jess said, “you’re such a nice guy” I thought about telling her “oh, yeah?” and then bending her over, ripping her pants off and fucking her from behind. Blame her for being both condescending and hot, and blame me for being a horny bastard. Together with my old college roommate, Dylan, who I was visiting in his home state of Delaware (from New England), we were hanging out on the back patio of a bar with Sarah, his current fuck buddy, two of her friends including Jess, and a table full of guys my old roommate had gone to high school with. I was “a nice guy” because I warned Jess before she sat down on a chair that had a puddle on it, and then dragged over a dry chair for her from another table. She was a brunette about the same height as me (5’9), with b cups, and an average body made lust-worthy by the way her jeans hugged her thighs and shaped her firm, round ass. Read more »

When [M]y Desperate [F]riend Let Me Fuck Her

I looked over at Kelly’s phone and saw her message to Sam, “Want to fuck?” We were sitting on the couch, a little high, at my parents’ house in the middle of summer while they were away on a trip. I had an apartment of my own but was looking after my parents’ place, which wasn’t a bad gig in its own right considering they had a trio of cute cats, a pool table, and a hot tub. I was comfortably in the friend zone with Kelly, had been since I met her when I was fourteen, but that didn’t stop us from joking around about sex like the couple of perverted stoners that we were. Every now and then I’d be like, “Kelly, want to fuck?” and she would either say no or jokingly go along with it, queue the dirtiest or most insulting jokes we could come up with, but we never made a move on one another.

Kelly was short, with a nice bubble butt that was more than a little hypnotizing when she walked around in her underwear or a bikini, but her tits were small (though no less pleasant to look at naked). She usually wore her hair in a ponytail and had more ear piercings than I could count, with a stud on the corner of her mouth. Read more »