(LONG) [Romantic] [Slow Build-up] True sensual story about how smoothly a stud banker 27 [M] converted me 25 [M] from totally straight to totally gay and how he made me fall madly in love with him.

During college, I did not know many gay people and don’t even think I was friends with any. I wasn’t against it! but was just never really exposed to them so never gave it much thought. My whole school career I’ve only been with girls and I was really happy and content with them until I realized what I was missing out on.

I mean I found some guys to be generally cute and good looking, but almost always in a physical way and not really sexually. However, I was part of my soccer team and would often catch myself staring at the butts of the athletic guys on my team (the shorts were really tight…what was I supposed to do lol). Looking at some of the guys’ muscular asses would turn me on, I always told myself I was just having fun and moved about my day. Fast forward to my first job at an investment banking firm in NYC. Our department had a verry successful quarter, so our firm had rented out a dope rooftop bar for us overlooking the purple-lit empire state building. The atmosphere in the bar was cozy and classy with some soft yellow/golden lights along the edges and serene music.

Objectified and Ass Worshiped by a Group of Frat Bros [MF]

Background: I dated my ex from my junior of high school to my junior year of college. We were destined to be together according to our parents. We both were Chinese-American, both strict academics. He was studying to become a doctor, me a civil litigator. But it all came crashing down when I cheated on him in a pretty horrific way. ?I posted my non-glorifying cheating story on another thread and got some horrible, misogynistic hate messages, even taking into account that I enjoy being degraded as a stupid dirty skank. So I decided to delete it. If you have an question about my cheating story, feel free to read the story in my profile. I am 27 now, but this following tale took place when I was 22.

After my breakup from my boyfriend, as awful and insane as it was, I felt like a new person. While my grades slipped, I was running every day. Going to the campus gym frequently. Eating well, drinking less. I got a large tattoo on my right shoulder blade and a really painful one on the top of my foot. I felt a little more dangerous.?

My First Taste Of Married Pussy [MF]

This was so many years ago, but still vivid in my mind. I was a 20 year old college student home for Christmas break. At that time of my life I paid very little attention to much older women. I had plenty of 20 somethings around to keep my interest. That started to change the night I had dinner with my parents at their neighbors house.

D (Male) and L(Female) were in their late 30’s and had 2 kids younger than me. I don’t remember what transpired before dinner, but I do remember sitting at the table and noticing L’s ass for the first time. I had known this woman for 15+ years since I was a child. I had never thought of her sexually in my entire life. She stood around 5’5″ and around 125 lbs. She had shorter dark hair and a cheerleader type smile. And as I snuck glances at her ass I started to notice the difference in her body compared to the 20 something I was used to. Slightly curvier. More complete.

I (21[M]) fucked my married neighbor (34[F]) after caught her cheating her husband

Okay, this story happened 3 years ago, back when I was only 21 years old boy.

I was a virgin kid until I was 19 years old. Everybody will remember how was being a virgin and horny boy. We had a neighbor in which she was a teacher at my school but I never toke her classes though. But still, she was teaching some of my friends.

When I was 16-17 years old, I was always fantasizing about her. She was a 30-year-old hot woman, blonde and curly hairs, really fit body, average to big boobs, quite pretty face. She was the mother of a 3-year-old kid already. Even though she was our neighbor, I was never communicating her if I don’t have to. But having a MILF around the area was excitement.

Anyways, I was always dreaming about us having sex and masturbating it. I was morally doing that because her husband was a piece of shit and we heard that he was beating his wife. But of course, they were a private family so we didn’t have too many ideas about their relationship. But I was a horny teenager, I didn’t even know what the fuck is right or wrong.

[MMF] Birthday Surprise

I wrote this a little while ago about my first bisexual experience.

I was finishing a shower and was getting out of the shower. After drying off I entered into our bedroom and you met me at the door with a long lingering kiss. You whispered into my ear “Do you trust me?” I nodded my head yes. You turned me around and covered my eyes with a blindfold. Then guided me to the bed.

You pushed me back and started to gently kiss and tease my naked body. My erection started growing. As you licked your way down my body you laid me back and slowly engulfed my cock with your warm wet mouth.

As you went to town sucking and licking my cock and balls one of your hands edged a little lower until you were lightly teasing my asshole with your finger.
You slowly worked a lubed finger into my ass and I see stars as you hit my prostate. I quickly fall into a state of complete arousal. I am in total ecstasy as you are sucking my dick and fingering my ass.

Texas Flight Attendant Strips From Her Uniform and Masturbates for Her Husband and His Poker Buddies [FMM]

[ORIGINAL STORY WITH NSFW PIC IS HERE ON IMGUR](https://imgur.com/1lAxxvc)

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I am a real flight attendant for a major US airline but what you wouldn’t know from your flight with me is that I am also an addicted exhibitionist. Specifically, I love to be watched masturbating. It is my favorite way of sexually expressing and satisfying myself.

My husband knows this and has, for the most part, supported me in acting out my exhibitionist fantasy on my airline layovers. I told him early on in our relationship that I had an exhibitionist compulsion that, instead of looking for a cure, I had learned to embrace. In other words, I wasn’t willing to give it up in a marriage. He claimed he understood and continues to try but he does have his jealous moments which I completely understand.

So maybe I shouldn’t have been surprised when he said he had been talking to his friend who owns a machine shop just north of the San Antonio airport about having an after-work Friday night party and wanted me to go.

I said, “It sounds to me like an all guys type of party. Why do you want me there?”

My Favorite Symphony [mf]

You brag about your prowess with your tongue. A gentleman doesn’t need to brag, but a lady might. You should know some things about my mouth. I am a pleaser, I love to get men off and I want to do it again as soon as I finish them.  The more you enjoy it, the more I crave pleasuring. Men can tell, they have always followed me with their eyes, something in my smile I suppose. I have never been secret about this love, this desire to create ecstasy.  It drips from my mouth without a sound. 

I am a musician. My tongue is strong, coordinated and talented. My mouth could break you  if I wanted to but I won’t. Maybe. What I will do with it, is make you beg. It’s my favorite composition. The opening strains begin as I take your cock in my mouth, running my tongue down the shaft. Gently I wrap my hand around the base and suck. I love to hear the catch in your breath the first time you feel the softness. I love to start with just the tip, and wait until I feel your hips edging forward trying to encourage me to take more. 

[MF] Made her cum multiple times part 2

I have been busy with work lately so I wasnt able to update. So let’s pick up from where we left on.

After washing myself, she made her eay to that bathroom. I was lying on the bed quietly until she crawled up to me. Random conversation about her paintings, I’ve seen her works they are quite good (I’m not good with abstract stuff). I moved closer to her I want to feel her skin on my more closely and had my hands creep down to her pussy. She flinched a little bit but did not stop me, so I traced the lips while making passes on her clit. I would insert my finger ever slowly as her beathes become shallow and her insides become wetter. After a few moments, she grabbed my dick and started stroking it, she was surprised to see that Im already rock hard bit it only made her hornier. Then I used her fluids to rub her clit which made her hold my hand and she took a deep breathe, as I can feel her hips shake.

My roomie [F] and I [M] entertain ourselves and push one another (III)

I apologize for the evil deed performed in this story.

Don’t waste water!

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We rested there a while, with Amanda draped on and nuzzled against me in my lap, her long hair’s sweet scent tickling my nose. I bent my neck to rub my nose against the top of her head, breathing in her scent and the warm air that arose from between us. As if in a steam room, we soon went from comfortably numb to uncomfortably sticky, and as her body expelled my quickly softening cock as the cool air invaded we both sighed, sharing a deep kiss before standing and stretching.

“So” I said, “do we need to talk about this?”

Amanda smiled and laughed, “are you falling for me already? My Aladdin?”

“Takes a lot for me to, so probably not, at least not yet.”

“Great, so don’t bother thinking too hard, you’ll pull something.”

The [F]irst encounter with [M]y long term fuck buddy

Many years ago, I established an incredibly convenient fuck buddy relationship with a truly pretty, and sufficiently freaky girl named Kayley. I will build off of this in the future, sharing more of our exploits as they are varied. However, this story is the one that kick-started it all.

Back in the days of instant messaging, I like many others of my generation, spent hours on end chatting, talking shit, crafting elaborate away messages, and sharing filth. Also, as is expected, and simultaneously unbeknownst to us, my online friends and I were paving the way for sexting.

In the midst of a conversation with a friend of mine, I caught the distinct audible indication of a new message.

Kayby018: *Hey*

That was the entire content of the message. My heart swelled, my stomach knotted, I had to respond with something quippy, witty, cool.

illetist90: *Hey*

Satisfied with my response, I awaited Kayleys advances.

Kayby018: *I saw you at the party last Friday, you looked really hot*

Oh man. She really ratcheted this up quickly. Her blunt, unapologetic observation would serve as an example of how most of our conversations would unfold. Kayley said what she wanted, when she wanted, however she wanted.