Bene[FF]its of an all women’s college

When you’re in your first year of college at an all women’s school you quickly learn that males are in short supply, even when nearby colleges bus them to your campus for a concert. Being more curvy than most of my nearly perfect sorority looking school mates meant that the guys had the pick of the night. A girl who was a year older than me had taken me under her wing as one of the surprisingly few bi/gay ladies at the school comforted me with a LARGE tumbler of some kind of clear liquor mixed with some tonic water. As we both drank and danced together it slowly became apparent to me that she was coming on to me (yes I am slow on the uptake). When her free hand finally worked its way down to cup my ass through my pleather pants she pulled me into her, pushing her thigh between mine and leaned down to shout next to my ear, “Want to head back to my room?”

My [F]irst threesome [FFM] (Long read)

This (unexpectedly) happened a few years ago. I was working at a small company – only the boss, myself (PA and general dogsbody, Annie (technical work) and Andrew (technician). Our boss called us the A-team because our first names started with “A”. He was in his 60s, I was 28, Andrew 27 and Annie 25 or so. I was on the voluptuous side of good looking, as was Annie. She had two kids, so that comes with the territory I guess. Andrew was not bad-looking, about 5’8″, fairly fit (played a lot of sport) and quite a nice guy, extremely witty and always fun to have around. I was divorced and recently broke up with a longtime bf who I found to be cheating on me with someone in our apartment block. I then moved in with my younger brother while I was looking for an affordable place to stay. Andrew also recently split up after a long-stance relationship went sour.

There’s always been some sexual tension between myself and Andrew, and some mild flirting between him and Annie. In our case there was some flirting, and one Saturday when we were at our apartment block’s pool I could see he appreciate what he saw, but nothing ever happened. We enjoyed working together as the vibe was great, the boss was easygoing as long as the work was good and we were earning decent salaries.

[M]26 [F]27 Femdom Multiple Prostate Orgasms

T yelled to me to come into the bedroom. I walked in to find her wearing a red and black corset and black boyshort panties. Her hair was up in a bun. She was holding a riding crop and told me to take off my pants and get on the bed.

My pants were off and I climbed onto the bed. T swatted at me with the crop, and told me to get on my hands and knees. So I did as she told and started to wait, wondering what she had in store for me.

She forcefully grabbed my balls with slightly lubed hands and began to pull them downward. She attached a lasso around my balls and tightened the bead. My testicles were sticking out now like a perfect hanging speed bag. She lightly slapped them and I jolted forward as I gasped. T chuckled and began to massage lube into my asshole.

My cock was tingling now from the anal stimulation. I got hard almost immedately. While she was massaging my asshole, she reached under me and began to rub the head of my cock with lube. I let out a groan and moved forward. “You love when I fuck your ass, don’t you?” T exclaimed. “MMhm” I groaned out.

Area codes – 909 [M][F]

Hi everyone! I really enjoy reading your content on here and thought it was time that I share some of mine. I’m not a writer first or foremost but I will do my best.

I’m an accountant and I travel a lot for my job. I like to consider myself an attractive dude. 5’11”, 160 lbs, skinny but not a rail, and yes, I do happen to be pretty well endowed (cue eye rolls here).

Anyway, I’m honestly probably a sex addict which is a topic for another day, but when I find out where I’m going for work, I set up a few dating profiles on that location and do some scouting. Usually I can get a few leads, but it’s 50/50 on whether or not they flake.

So I find out I’m heading to area code 909. I do some due diligence and honestly, not finding a whole lot of prospects. No worries, I thought, it’s Cali, I’m sure I’ll have better luck when I get down there. However, this area of Cali is pretty dead for the most part. Sleepy little town, not much going on. My first night is a dud, I’ve hardly found anyone to talk to. At this point I’m about ready to give up on anything happening this trip, and figure it would be good to actually focus on my work for once, especially since it was a difficult client that I needed to save from going elsewhere.

I [f]ucked my [m]arried boss before switching to another department

Without going into too much detail, we work in finance and he is the manager of our team. Before him, we had an older lady who retired. He came to our team 2 months ago but was an internal transfer. We casually knew each other before the transition, from meetings and other work-related stuff. He is an objectively handsome and charming guy, there’s plenty of women throughout the company who giggle behind his back about how hot he is, but nobody made any moves because a) they could face the fury of HR, and b) he is married.

Now onto what happened. I have been in this team the longest, so from when he got here, he kinda always came to me for questions or whatever else was needed. A simple question would always turn into 30 mins conversation. I thought nothing of it, figured we are all supposed to be good conversationalists for work purposes. On a few occasions, we’d be working late alone in the branch (each at our desk). One night, we were doing just that and he told me that he had ordered takeout for both of us. Again, not unusual, all managers buy coffee and snacks for us weekly.

[F]irst time coming home to [m]y boyfriend from another guy

I had been seeing my now boyfriend casually for about a year, and told him that I was fucking other guys too. We had a “don’t ask, don’t tell” policy while we were being casual, although I would notice that he’d always get hard when the topic of me with other guys came up at all. Although he didn’t know it, I would sometimes come straight from another guys house, smelling like him and having been stretched out by him the hour prior.

We decided that we wanted to try dating, and I cut things off with the others (about three at the time)…. except for one.

He was an older lawyer that knew how to fuck me perfectly. When I would come over, he’d push me against the wall and whisper the things he was about to do to me before picking me up, carrying me to the bed, throwing me on it, and demanding that I take my clothes off. He always started that way, and I’d be dripping wet by the time he got to the bedroom.

Another cummy story [FM]

This story happened during the summer between HS and college. A few friends and I went on trip to Europe. There’s lots of wild stories from that trip…. here’s one.

The trip was almost two months long, and my friends and I spent two weeks in this beach town in Spain. We’d go out basically every night (ah, youth).

One of the nights I met a guy that I liked, and ended up taking him home and having a good time. We got along really well, so we kept seeing each other and fucking basically daily.

After a couple of days, I told him that–if he was comfortable with it–he could fuck me without a condom because I was on the pill, but that I still wanted him to pull out for “extra safety”. He said that he agreed that it felt better, but that pulling out was always “very awkward”.

The next day, we were fucking bareback for the first time, and he was close, and when he pulled out he…quickly moved to the side and jizzed on the sheets. I found it kind of weird, so during the post-coital glow, while we were snuggling, I asked him.

My wife finally let her friend join us part 2 [FFM]

I didn’t want to split these into two stories so this one is long. TLDR: Amy, Chelsea and I fucked our holiday weekend away.

Memorial Day weekend was finally here and Amy and I were looking forward to seeing Chelsea again. Every year our mutual friends throw a big party at a big lake house they share between them and it turns into giant party among the community. We invited Chelsea along and insisted she stayed with us so that we could pick up where we left off last time. She said she would meet us there so Amy and I got packed and started our trip.

When we got to the house late Friday afternoon there were a lot or cars there and people wandering all around getting the party started. My friend Tim and his wife Fiona greeted us and helped us to the room we usually stayed in and told us to get our suits on and meet them at the dock. Chelsea wasn’t due in until later but we told her to text us when she arrived.

The 10th Hole with Louise [MF]

I’m a keen golfer and in the summer, if I’m not at work I’m usually on the golf course. A proud moment in my amateur career happened 7 years ago when I won one of my golf clubs major competitions. I was invited, along with the other major winners to collect my trophy and see my name of the honours board at the end of season prize giving. On receiving my invitation, I noticed it said my name and plus 1 to side of it. I was single at the time and naturally, my first thought was Louise.

Louise, for those who don’t know, was my rebound shag after Melissa broke up with me during sex. I’d met Louise in Ibiza and we immediately clicked and stayed in touch after the holiday. Eventually, when both of our relationships broke down we ended up fucking, quite regularly. We had a good thing going and didn’t want to ruin it by making our relationship official, so we decided that for the time being, friends with benefits suited us more.

I called Louise to ask if she’d like to come to the party and she told me she would be more than happy to accompany me. I think the free bar and 3 course meal swayed it for her.