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[MM] Mutual masturbation takes a turn

So this happened approximately 12 years ago, I was 18 he was 20.

So it’s 2010 me and the guy I lived with stumbled through the door after a night of drinking both having struck out. We sit down on the couch crack another beer and throw the tv on, talking the usual crap young men do whilst flicking through the channels. We stumble across some soft core porn (aussies will know all about late night SBS) it obviously makes us pretty aroused I awkwardly shuffle in my seat to hide my obvious erection, Jacob meanwhile slides his hand down his pants.

I think what the hell and slide my hand down my pants to, slowly jerking my self off our eyes glued to the tv. All of a sudden he glances over at me as I’m letting out the softest of moans, Jacob grins at me and slides down his pants, his erect cock springs out I’m impressed it was easy 7.5-8 inches.

We lock eyes as we both continue to stroke, Jacob looks down at my pants and gives me a playful nod, I slide off my pants exposing myself almost blushing a little as I’m only 6 inches. We continue like this for a while talking about how hot the actresses are, how much we’d love to fuck them, softly moaning. Read more »

My husband and I can’t remember the name of the girl we spent the night with [FFM]

My husband and I are sitting in the kitchen right now, we are very hungover and trying to remember the name of the girl who is currently sleeping naked in our bedroom.

We were invited to a bar last night by friends. We had a lot to drink. From what I remember, I was arguing with my husband about the girl who was sitting at the bar front of us in a very short dress whether she was wearing panties or not.

That’s all I remember.

In the morning, we woke up naked. My husband is in the living room and I’m in the bedroom with this girl. There’s a toy on the floor and my ass hurts. I guess we had a good time.

Waiting for her to wake up, maybe she can help us remember what we did last night.

[MFM] I accidentally double booked hookups with two friends last week

Last Saturday, my day started kind of slow and I didn’t really have anything going on for a while so I was just home being lazy. Nick, a friend of mine that I hook up with sometimes, texted me around noon and said he’d like to come over for a quick hookup before he leaves for a short trip. I didn’t have anything else happening so I answered, “yeah come on over lets do it”

He gets there 20 minutes later and I’m still just being a slob, sitting in bed in pajama pants and bra and a loose ponytail. My roommate, Alexis, is up so she lets Nick in and he comes into my room. He sits on the bed and we chat for a bit then he loses most of his clothes and lays down beside me and we get right into it. Lots of kissing, lots of touching. I can feel and see him getting hard and we kinda grind and dryhump for a bit before I pull his boxers down and start blowing. Read more »

We had nothing in common, but damn we fucked hard [MF]

About a quarter century ago (fuck me, I’m old) I was in between colleges and working in Champs Sports at the local mall. Trying to make the best of it, I was friendly with the other hourlies, assistant managers, and broke as fuck folk who filled out the bulk of the mall workforce. I was 21 and had a reliable car, so I was well tolerated if not popular.

Krissie was an impossibly tall, skinny goth (was goth even a thing back then?) vixen. Predictably, she worked a few stores over at Hot Topic. To work she wore stupid big black pants with lots of chains and buckles paired with midriff baring fake concert tees. With straight cut bangs on dyed black hair and enough black makeup to adorn a KISS groupie, she was not my type. But her tight skinny ass and pert B cup tits were certainly worth a second look. She was tall, almost my height, and the Doc Martens gave her a few extra inches. Despite “the look”, she was a pretty sweet girl but with a rapier wit and sharp tongue. Read more »

The pros and cons of fucking when you’re high [FM]

My last post was about how my husband and I had weird sloppy sex when we were drunk. Now it’s time to discuss sex on our actual drug of choice.

My husband and I don’t normally fuck when we’re high. I get a little giggly and he gets introspective. We occasionally feel ambitious and decide to break this rule.

It rarely goes totally smooth.

Last time I pulled him into our bedroom I flung him on top of me and we started making out. I pulled away looked him in the eye and went on a very weird rant…

“Babe, there was a gorilla named Jambo. In the 80s a kid fell into his cage and he comforted the kid and kept all the other gorillas away until the little boy woke up. Then he walked away so the zookeepers could grab him. The only difference between him and Harambe is that everyone remained calm in Jambo’s case so the gorilla didn’t flip out.”

My husband blinked at me. “Viola… What?”

“Harambe didn’t have to die!”

“Harambe was like 7 years ago, V. What?” Read more »

[MF] We broke (almost) every bed in the hostel

*Once upon a time, my girlfriend and I were backpacking through the Scottish Highlands.*

It was a magical trip and I enjoyed it very much. We were there in the dead of winter – over Christmas, in fact – going from small city to small city to enjoy the sights and beautiful landscapes. Although there was one downside to our trip: it got dark *early*.

*Like, the sun set at 4pm sharp.*

Christine and I didn’t mind, though. That just meant that we had more time for, ahem, activities.

I forget exactly where we were – maybe Inverness? – and we’d bunked down at a hostel for the night. We were lucky to have been able to find one that had private rooms, which meant that we could go ahead and do said activities without worry.

*For those that don’t remember my earliest stories, I dated Christine for a year, 10 months of which were long distance. That meant that when we did see each other, we tended to jump each others’ bones. A lot.*

This is the story of how those poor, underpaid hostel workers came to hate us. Read more »

I [F] fucked the bartender [M] last night… at the bar

He started flirting with me as soon as I sat down and ordered my whiskey on the rocks. It was a slow night. Cold and rainy.

I’ve fucked this guy before. He’s got a nice thick beard and good arms. A couple times a few years ago, we’d gone back to his place after closing time and he railed me into his mattress on the floor. So it wasn’t completely out of the blue to tell him I wasn’t wearing anything underneath my dress. The bar was mostly empty. He asked me to show him.

I went to the bathroom, which was small, and he followed. I already had my dress off and over my head for him when he got there. He kissed me hard, his hands all over my body, pulling me against him and then roughly pushing me away to get his thick cock out. I bent over at the sink to suck him, to feel the heft of him in my mouth, and then he pulled me up to flip me around and take me from behind. Read more »

I went for a walk and ended up cumming inside my ex [MF]

On a warm summer afternoon after work I decided to take a walk around the neighbourhood.

I don’t know any people in the area so I was just walking along deep in my own thoughts drinking in the sunset, when I saw some frantic movement out of the corner of my eye. I looked over and saw a familiar smile, it was Sarah waving and hollering at me.

I jerked out my earphones and could suddenly hear her “Hey stranger!”. I had no idea that she lived in my neighbourhood and hadn’t seen her in over a year. “Hey Sarah!” I couldn’t help but smile at her usual lively personality.

I walked over to where she was standing inside the yard in little booty shorts and a crop top showing off her curvy assets. We made small talk leaning over the fence and I could feel my eyes wandering over her soft honey tan skin. She must have noticed me staring and started giggling “It’s so weird to see you like this, wanna come in for a drink?” How could I say no. Read more »

I [F23] slept with my Dad’s coworker. [M54]. First time doing it with a much older man. Part 1 [FM]

I recently returned to college after being online for the last two years. Since I was very limited on what I could do or not since I was always home, I promised myself that once I was free to resume my life, I would enjoy myself before graduating.

Now during the weekend I often go to clubs with my friends or to parties. Have had some one nightstands but nothing that repeated.

Around the start of May me and my friends went to a club that ended up boring us (the music and the ambience where not of our liking). So we decided to go to a bar that had been highly recommended to us. In there we met several guys and kept receiving free drinks from random guys.

After some of them tried to approach us, one of my friends offered the game that the next drink we received we would have to go and thank personally the person. We all played.

It first started as teases and laughs. And many men would not know how to follow up. While some of my friends would play hard to get or use excuses to leave the conversation. I was set on that the next guy who would send me a drink, I would tease him all I could. Read more »