So, how slow do you like it? [MF]

The first girl I had sex with, when we were 18, gave me an incredibly slow hand job. Her pace excruciating. It was like stroke. Wait one to two seconds. Stroke. I was over her, one knee on either side of her hips, while she was laying on her back.

Maybe she had gotten advice that young guys cum fast, I don’t know. But this was agonizing. The entire thing took around 80 minutes. It was kind of like edging, but there wasn’t the up and down and back up again. This was like the most gradual incline ever.

When I finally, finally had an orgasm, it was a truly amazing feeling. Like those shampoo commercials where the woman immerges from a waterfall and tosses her hair. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes, as it was so overwhelming.

Only there was no cum. I was no stranger to jerking off, and I knew what an orgasm felt like. But this was perplexing. It seemed like there should have been a lot what with all the build up, but nope! So I kind of snapped out of it, and then leaned down to kiss this wonderful girl who made me feel so amazing.

[MF] The first time that I [40m] gave a massage to someone I met on Reddit [20f]

I love pleasing, love it. I am not a trained masseuse, but I have told I give good ones and my last long term GF loved receiving them, and it usually ended up with us naked. A while back I posted wanting to give a massage to a female, and hit the jackpot with one of the responses. It was a 20 year old visiting SoCal from Colorado, was only in town for a couple days and had an evening free.

She first wanted to meet somewhere public to make sure the vibe was good, so we chose a Starbucks with ample outdoor seating and met there right before it closed. She was cute, looked like a girl next door college student, with maybe a couple extra pounds, and an pretty big chest that I could feel when we first hugged. We chatted for a while and finally asked if she felt comfortable enough to go back to my place.

[F] I [F 28] sucked off my brother’s best friend [M 19] for the second time. He was bold and way more handsy with my ass and tits this time.

First of all, sorry for this long post but last time people asked me for more details so I tried my best to include as much as I could.

After that birthday party incident, I thought I won’t be seeing him for a while but I was wrong. He came over again yesterday when I was alone at home. “So you really alone?” He asked me as I was closing the front door after him. “Yeah” I said. I later learned that he actually called my brother before coming over to make sure that my brother wasn’t home and he was almost certain that my parents wouldn’t be home at this time of the day which is why he asked me whether I was alone or not. He is really learning I should say.

So as I turned around after closing the door, he grabbed me by my ass and pulled me closer for a hug, just like how he did the last time. If I have to be honest, I love how bold he has gotten since our first time and I like men who lead the way. I was in PJs with no panties underneath and he thoroughly felt up my ass this time. Unlike the last time, he felt my ass over the PJ but was way more handsy this time- tight squeezes, gentle spanks, tapping my asshole with a finger etc…

The “How Well Do You Know Us?” Game [MFF]

[Originally published in April 2017]

Late last year I sponsored a threesome with two of my good friends, Ruby and Rose. Both of whom I’ve blogged about previously. We had gotten that particular group together a few times before, the first time being the six-some that is STILL on my list of stories to write. This was our holiday season get-together.

We met at an elegant nearby hotel, and started with drinks and a bite in the bar. The three of us had also met for a threesome at the same hotel several weeks previously, at which I set the tone with various toys and edibles. The two of them had decided that this time they would prepare the evening’s activities and I was to just show up and go along with what they had in store. Which I was delighted to do of course.

After some lovely conversation, food, and adult beverages, the three of us went upstairs to our room. The two of them unzipped their bags and quickly set up the first activity of the evening, which turned out to be a warm-up designed to get everyone’s clothes off.

[MF] I [M21] fingered my GFs twin sister[F20] into a quivering puddle on the floor by accident but don’t care.

I had been dating Karen for about three months and had met her sister Kelly only once since they were going to different schools. Finally the summer break was here and we had all decided to take a camping trip up to my families cabin for two weeks. Karen and I were going to meet Kelly and her girlfriend Liz at the cabin.

Karen was a real girly type girl. Flowery dresses, very ladylike, quiet and demure. Her twin sister on the other hand was a biker chick type dressed in leather and a tomboy. From the messages we had all exchanged Kelly was looking forward to going fishing and riding our dirt-bikes etc. and Liz wanted to hang out getting sun and swimming.

Karen and I had headed up Thursday night and opened the cabin for the season. Cleaning and stocking supplies and airing out the stale air from the place. That evening we were beat but everything was ready for Kelly and Liz to show up Saturday.

[MF] What it’s like for a regular dude to date a swimsuit model

So, my girlfriend of two years is a professional (but not famous) fashion and swimwear model. She does catalog shoots and runway shows. Here’s a few things I’ve learned along the way about dating a model:

– They’re just like anybody else. I know, you’re saying “no shit, dude” but the fact is most guys never really get over the intimidation factor of dating someone so physically striking. Hell, I didn’t for at least a few months. When I finally chilled out and started hanging with her like a human being, she was like, “Cool, you get it. I thought you would, but a lot of guys never do.”

– When you’re at together, people are gonna stare at her and you. A lot. Again, obvious, but it’s another thing when it actually happens. Walk into a restaurant? Everyone turns to look. Go to the grocery store? Everyone’s eyes are on you. Take a trip to the beach? You might as well be on stage. So you gotta develop a thick skin about it.

– A lot of guys are gonna try to “compete” with you in front of her, or otherwise assert dominance. Yeah, this one is kind of exhausting. Luckily, I’m a big guy, and also she shuts thirsty dudes down immediately.

[MF] What’s the story behind your best / biggest load?

Nothing turns me on more than reading your stories / experiences about your most massive loads and what lead up to it. I just love the anticipation that goes with it, for example, times when you’re on a family vacation and can’t masturbate or haven’t seen your partner in a week, or times you’ve gotten blue balls etc. Better yet, stories about taking supplements to increase the volume even more! I’ve heard about couples doing this on Valentine’s day, or sometimes just for fun :P

So, what’s the story behind your best / biggest load?

I hooked up with 2 co-workers in 1 night [FM][FM]

This was from a fun night a few years ago. Sorry in advance for the long story!

I was working a summer job during my undergrad with a bunch of other students. The pay was shit but I made some really great friends who I still talk to, to this day. Though I got along well with most of my coworkers, there was one who was my closest friend. Let’s call him Josh. We talked basically all day at work, ate lunch together, texted each other when we were home. Had a lot of shared interests and the same fucked up sense of humour.

We were all in our late teens or early 20s so we were always buying cheap liquor and crashing at our friends’ apartment. On one such night, a bunch of us were drunkenly hanging out at our friends apartment. Me and Josh were talking on the balcony and at some point we started making out. He was grabbing my tits through my shirt and I was rubbing his dick through his pants. We drunkenly stumbled into the bathroom and I gave him a blowjob. He told me he loved me right after he came (?) and promptly passed out on the spare bed in the apartment.

I [M] can see into my housemates [f] room and she has no idea

Where do I start haha for context I’ve been friends with a girl for most of my life, we grew up together and have always stayed friends, our families are close friends so we’d see each other a lot growing up. Eventually she became friends with my friends but there was never anything romantic between us, around the age of 16 literally out of no where she got ridiculous hot and everyone wanted to be with her, me included. I’ve made my move but she shot me down and luckily we stayed friends.

Fast forward to about 6 months ago and we both happened to be in a position where we needed a new place to live so we agreed (with a couple of other friends) to all move in together. We all chose our rooms more or less at random and me and her ended up being next to each other which I guess worked as we’re good friends. Not much to report after that, I would be jealous when she brought a guy home and occasionally I saw her wearing something sexy like pj’s or her work out gear but I would go and jerk off and not much else would change.

Masturbating in my Dad’s Friends bed at an NYE party 19[F]

I’d flirted a little with a couple of my dads friends before. When he’d have them over for drinks sometimes I’d see what I could get away with. Most of them are married but they’re the ones that seem to look at me the most. Sometimes I’d call them Mr ‘their last name’ and bat my eyes a little and watch as they blushed. There was one that I liked a little more than the others. I would never make a move on him but I do like to fantasise. He’s around 50 but he looks a little younger, his face is chiseled and yet still friendly. He keeps a little stubble and has pretty eyes. We’ll call him Mr Smart.

Well Mr Smart would often let me drink some of his drink if my dad said I’d had enough. He’d wink at me. He’d call me little pet names and comment a little on my body, saying how much I’ve grown into a woman now. He’d put his hands on my waist to squeeze past me sometimes and even his hands turned me on a little. Anyways, last year we were invited to one of my dads colleagues (Mr Smart’s) NYE party. I thought it was stupid because I wanted to go to one with my friends but I was made to go along anyways. I wore a glittery black dress with one single strap and some heels- presentable. Although what nobody knew but me was that I wasn’t wearing any underwear.