[MF] Uni-days: Fucking a banshee

So I guess a global pandemic is enough to make me write my first story. Been following this subreddit for a few years (even before the infamous roommate saga). For all reasons privacy the names of people and places have been changed to protect identities and to cover my arse. Sexy stuff is after the ——- and sorry if it’s a bit long. So without further ado here goes nothing:

My name’s Danny (Purely because I’m watching Ocean’s Eleven whilst writing this, solid film.), in my early 20s, from Northern England and studied one of the sciences at one of the most social and booziest Unis in the country where I have my fair share of embarrassing and wild stories. I’m about 5ft 10-11, white with short dark brown hair and have a reasonable build (Getting fit during the lockdown though).

The lady of this story is Triss, a short brunette with B/C cup tits, a cracking arse and an obsession for flowery dresses and cracking lingerie. We first properly met when a mutual friend hooked me up with a ticket for the Wednesday social, a legendary weekly fancy dress bar crawl with cheesy music ranging from the best of West life and S-Club 7 to ABBA and Queen. The exploits students would get up to on this bar crawl were borderline unreal and I love regularly hearing them.

Met a divorced mum from tinder [M]

Hey First time poster.

As a single guy aged 27 I like most guys was on Tinder for a few different reasons. One Thursday after work I was swiping away and matched up with a 43 yr old woman named Jen for story purposes.

After breaking up with my long term GF about 2 yrs earlier I had grown to really enjoy being with and meeting older women. Jen though was the oldest by a few yrs. We chatted and had some back and forth nothing to serious just some flirty fun and I asked if I could buy her a drink some time. She replied that she had vodka at her place and we could just meet there. I of course was fine with that and we agreed to meet the next Monday.

I went to her place on the Monday night and we chatted and each had some vodka. Jen was divorced with grown kids she was 43 and lived a 20 meter walk from the beach. She was about 5’8 blonde with really blue eyes a really nice tan mixed with some nice freckles, she had very nice breasts but her crowning glory as it were was her just incredible ass she wore a lovely white flowy cotton dress. The chat turned a bit more flirty and we had a dance to some Anderson Paak.

Quarantine reaming! Rekindling the romance [MF]

With all the COVID-19 shit going around and bad news after bad news flooding our feed, I finally have something positive to report on. It starts off with my wife Chelsea and I had been having our fair share of marital problems and unfortunately, we ended up separated this past Christmas season. But, through intense marital counseling and therapy sessions and making a long story short, we officially got back together earlier this March. Because of the nature of our marital problems, it has been a difficult road rekindling our communication, our love and just as importantly, our romance. About the only thing we’ve been able to mostly rekindle was our sex life, which is for more or less what you’re all here for.

We’ve had lots of time together these past weeks and the quickies, have been… good. So-to-speak, but we just haven’t had the opportunity for the good ole fashion make-up romance sex we’d been craving. Finding the time without a babysitter longer feasible is proving to be difficult.

[MF] Pretending to be roommates and making out with strangers at a bar. [long]

A few months ago, I [posted](https://redd.it/dnum32) a story on how my fiancee, Jess [27F], and I [30M] have started getting into a bit into sharing our sex life via platforms like SnapChat. We’ve have been off and on (things got busy around the holidays with families), but on those days when I would get out of work and see that she had sent photos of herself to other men for them to get off got me so turned on, I would often not need to masturbate to porn for days; just the thought of her getting someone off electronically would do it for me. We hadn’t progressed into anything physical, as we were a both a bit apprehensive to dive in (her more so than me). That changed in Mid-January.

We were planning on going to a friends house party on a Saturday, which happened to be in the city and nearby a lot of really great (read: dive-y) bars. Ones that people go to in order to get completely wasted and have random hookups. The night before, she surprised me by going down on me before bed, and started dirty talking in between taking my cock deep in her mouth. Telling me stories of her past. Saying how much she missed going to bars and making out with strangers with no ramifications. Blaming me for taking her locking her down in her prime so she would never be able to have a one night stand again.

[FM] I had dinner with an old classmate and unleashed my inner freak on him.

Several months ago I reconnected with an old friend from school using social media. It was the usual chit chat and catching up until he admitted to me that he had always had a secret crush on me. Back in the day, I thought he was cute but I was always too shy to act upon my feelings. We continued talking and our friendship grew into something stronger.

He asked me out to dinner and I accepted the invitation. When our date night arrived, he showed up to my house to pick me up. He knocked at the door and I was instantly terrified that he was going to take one look at me and run away. I was not the same sweet little girl that he knew from school. I hesitantly opened the door and invited him in. He came inside and gave me the warmest hug. My heart began racing as I felt his big burly arms wrap around me. I honestly didn’t want him to let go of me.

Maybe self isolation isn’t so bad – day #6 part ii, we gave a couple a show [MF]

This is Mona again.

Nick’s “quick job” still meant that he was out for almost the entire day. He ended up coming home not long after the two of us finished work for the day. We were sitting in the living room having a some snacks around the coffee table when the door opened.

He stood in the doorway, covered in clothing from head to toe, wearing a mask and gloves still, nothing but his blue eyes and long eyelashes visible. He said a muffled hi through the mask, went to the bathroom, with the door open, washed his hands and threw the gloves out, then his mask, then washed his hands again. He turned around, his face looked like he had been in a fist fight, looking swollen and red where the mask had been.

He went to the fridge and grabbed a beer and sat down opposite us again. He leaned back as he took the first sip. His dark brown hair a mess after taking his hat off, looking disheveled, damp with sweat, but in a rather sexy way. He took off his sweater while answering our questions about his day, his t-shirt sticking to his wet skin, his muscles on his lean arms showing their shape, as he reached for a cigarette telling us how he hadn’t been able to have one all day.

Cheering up a friend [MFM] [long]

My Ex John was really close to his friends, they would show up at his place unannounced and even just sit around and chill with his family if he weren’t there. It did mean we had some awkward moments of being walked in on but it was never anything we dwelled on. One of johns best friends was a guy we’ll call Tom. Tom was nice and would make a special effort to make me feel included. Tom was most likely to show up unannounced but I never minded really.
John and I were in his room engaging in some heavy petting when Tom burst in to tell us all about his tale of woe. Typical story, he had been dating this girl and her and some guy she worked with had started texting and it had steamrolled into something more. John wasn’t that sympathetic due to having hated the girlfriend in the first place and left to get some food to cheer Tom up while I was the sympathetic ear.
When John got back I was hugging Tom as he finished a little cry. With johns return the sadness was gone and we tried our best to keep the mood light. After our pizza, Tom offered to throw out the rubbish. While he was gone John complained about getting interrupted. I teased him a little by trailing my hand up to his thigh. In our moment alone John threw me back onto the bed and started kissing my neck while tickling me to tease me.
We didn’t notice Tom come back in due to our antics. Now some people might have backed away slowly but instead, Tom came right in and sat on the bed. The shift in weight on the bed got out attention.
“Don’t stop on my account” Tom joked.
We sat up and I tried to fix myself but Tom had already seen the state of me, my top pulled up over my bra and my skirt up around my waist.
“Could you’s not control yourselves for 5 minutes?” Tom asked making himself comfortable.
“Could you?” John asked placing his hand high on my thigh.
“Nah man, I probably couldn’t.”
I wasn’t expecting that. But it was just a passing comment. We decided to watch a movie together and arranged ourselves on the bed. It was only a queen size so it was a tight squeeze. Johns mother shouted up the stairs to let us know the rest of the family were going round to their grannies. The movie was boring but the boys were enjoying it. I thought the film had enough of their attention for me to misbehave a little. I turned to cuddle into John and let my knee rest high up and placed my hand on Johns crotch. He looked at me from the corner of his eye and gave me a cheeky smile. I wasn’t making any broad strokes just a gentle tease. I saw john look over at tom to make sure he didn’t notice before slipping his hand into my shirt to play with my breasts.
It had gotten late and the only light in the room was coming from the TV. I was sure Tom wasn’t noticing our teasing of each other but then John pinched my nipples a little too hard and I let out a moan. Tom chuckled behind me having realised what we were doing but he didn’t say anything. I looked up at John who was looking at Tom having a conversation without saying anything. John turned to face me a leaned down to kiss me. I pulled away a bit but John pulled me into him.
I was going to pull away again when I felt a hand on my inner thigh. Now John had one hand inside my top and the other on the back on my head so this third hand had to be Toms. I was in shock, but at the same time incredibly turned on. Part of my brain was telling me to stop but the other half was busy sending all available fluid to my vagina.
Tom was stroking my thigh getting dangerously close to my pussy, He leaned in and started to kiss my neck. John was getting bold and pulled my breast out of my bra and shirt. I decided to egg tom on by raising my top leg higher, giving him direct access to my pussy and he took the hint and started to stroke my soaking panties. I moaned into johns mouth. We were a mess of hands and mouths as we egged each other on.
Tom took everything up a gear when he slid a finger inside my panties. I gasped and John pulled away to see what was going on. Tom took the opportunity to move from my next to my lips and started to kiss me. I heard John unzip his jeans and knew what I was meant to do. I shifted onto my knees and took John in my mouth. John rested his hand on the back of my head. Behind me, Tom flipped my skirt up and pulled my soaked panties down. He started to eat me out hungrily sliding his fingers deep into my pussy. I was moaning on johns cock and couldn’t concentrate on what I was doing.
“Turn around,” John told me.
I did as I was told and Tom looked disappointed but not for long. I pushed him back so I could pull out his cock. John was pretty big a decent 6″, Tom was a little smaller but was thick. I started to lick the head, teasing his cock before starting to suck. Behind me, I could hear John shuffling around for a condom but I wasn’t paying much attention.
I was so distracted that I was shocked when I felt John start to slide his cock into me. Tom had loosened me up so there was no warm-up period. John was quickly thrusting his full length into me. I was moaning and starting to get distracted but was determined to a good job. I sucked for all I was worth and gagged hard on Toms cock and could hear his moaning pushing me to do more.
John reached around to play with my clit which threw me off what I was doing. I needed to come up for air so I started to jerk Toms cock as I felt myself reaching an orgasm. Tom reached forward and started to play with my breasts. I was getting close and started pushing back onto johns cock. I could hear Tom mumbling dirty talk under his breath, encouraging me. I was going over the edge and tensed up around John as I came. He let me ride out the orgasm before telling me to get back on Toms cock. I had a new vigour and tried to take as much on Toms cock as I could. I tensed my pussy around Johns cock, determined to make these two cum.
I could tell when John was getting close because his thrusts got sorter and faster as he humped away. I wasn’t sure about tom but I thought he must be close because he was starting to shove my head down on his cock. John dug his nail into my ass as he buried his cock deep in me. I could feel his cock pulsing as he came. John let his cock soften inside me as he caught his breath. One down and one to go. I started to play with Toms balls as my head bounced up and down on his cock, they were soaking wet from my spit. Tom was moaning and letting out the odd fuck. It didn’t take long before he warned me he was about to cum. I didn’t let up, I wanted to taste his hot cum. He shot his load in the back of my throat and I pulled up so it would fill my mouth and I could taste him. After the last spurt shot into my mouth, I sat up.
We were all breathless and sweaty only lit by the light from the TV. I caught my breath for a second before excusing myself to the bathroom. I sat on the toilet to pee and couldn’t help but giggle at what we had just done. When I got back in the two boys had settled back as if nothing had happened and watched the last few minutes of the film. once it was over Tom quickly said his goodbyes. None of us ever spoke about that night. We never did anything together again but after John and I broke up Tom and I played together again. But that’s a story for another time,

My first time with a man [MM]

(I’m sorry, English isn’t my native language). So anyway, the story took place years ago, I was 25. My Gf had left me. Trying to forget her I kept searching online for a ons or something like that. Well, one time a man about 50 wrote me, if me would like to meet. And I thought: Never thought about having sex with a man, but why not?

One evening we met, he took me to his place, we had a beer or two. He touched my leg, rubbed it gently and asked: “would you like having a bath with me?” ah hell, why not? He helped me getting naked and kissed my body. While taking the bath he massaged body, especially my anus. I had to admit it felt great. He knew where he had to touch me. But he didn’t touch my penis. Not yet.

We went into his bedroom and he asked me softly, if he could fuck my young ass. Being fully aroused I said yes and he took again the lead. “Lay down, raise your ass.” I felt the cold cream on my anus. And then his hard cock. Very slowly and gentle. I wanted it. It hurt. But in a good way. It felt like I was high or something. He fucked me real good.

[FM] That time I was tied up and dominated, and then left there while my boyfriend went out

Back at it again to tell another story. This one took place about 6 months ago with my most recent boyfriend. For a bit of recap for those who haven’t read one of my stories before, I’m 5’2, white with black hair, average build, DD’s with pierced nipples, and a decent ass.

So when this happened I was dating this guy Daren, and Daren was very much my type. He was tall, somewhere around 6’5, black, very muscular, and hung. Daren was also probably the most dominant guy I’ve ever been with. He loved kinky sex, but was also respectful of my limits which was nice, but this particular time, I was just his fuck toy to be used, and I loved it.

Me and Daren had sort of an unspoken rule that when he wanted sex, he got it. I definitely could have turned him down on occasions but I never did, not if I was on the phone, or running late, if he said he wanted me, I let him have me. And this night was just such an occasion. I was at his apartment, and we were going out drinking that night with some friends. So I was dressed up. Full face of makeup, I had on this nice jumpsuit I loved, and I was just sitting on his couch while he got dressed, absentmindedly on my phone.

[MF] [MF] I eat my college crush creampie twice at the party a few weeks ago

Since the festival story, not much everything happened. But every day reminds me, I feel the cum taste in my mouth and I can’t wait to clean up her again. But nothing happened. Until a few weeks ago. We both at our friend’s party. All night I’ve been watching her put away beer after beer that guys bring here. She wear a white pencil dress.

I can always tell how much she’s had to drink by how high her skirt is riding up, and how lose the strings holding her breast have gotten. I feel the need to check on her, be close, so I make my way across the room. As I make it within a few feet of her. A guy bump into me, not hard, but hard enough that trip over my own feet into her, knocking her beer from her hand down the front of her shirt. Im clueless stammering, staring at the beer running down between her breasts. She seeing that I look at his breasts . Rolled her eyes, and angrily towards the bathroom bought the direction. She was not drunk yet. In the party when I looked at her or I went there to it, some discussed looked at me as if would be angry at me. When I make it ask about him said it is not angry. We were having a party a couple of clocks , we went out to get some air sometimes and to talk. I saw it on her that drunk and horny. I did not see her until a time. That night something else happened.