That First Thrust [MF]

*sorry it’s so long, I honestly didn’t think it would XD but if you want to skip to the sexy time look for the ‘•••’ below

*i’d also love some feedback and to answer any questions :)

A little backstory….my boyfriend (21) and I (21) are in college. We’ve dated for 3 years now, I lost my virginity to him and all that jazz and quite honestly was almost afraid of sex. Fast forward to now and our sex life has always been great and recently we’ve opened up about kinks together. I don’t know why we didn’t before, we are very honest and open with each other so it wouldn’t have been a problem to begin with. I guess we were just embarrassed and young. But anyways on to our hot encounter yesterday.

Since we’re in college we’re on Christmas break. It’s been a LONG month without any sexual activity besides a light fingering and blowjob session we sneaked in when I visited him at his house (that can be another story).But since we both left home early to go back to our separate school apartments, I’d been edging myself on the idea of him finally entering me again.

[FM] The Christmas Party

I won’t pretend I wasn’t thinking of Mark as I got ready for the party. I put on my make up and ironed my hair in the mirror, wondering if he would be there. Would he bring along a date to torture me? My heart raced the whole time. I wore a cherry red button up silk blouse, a fitted black Halogen skirt with silk stockings (nude color), my (faux) pearl necklace, gold bangles, and my favorite red (faux) Louboutin ‘fuck-me’ heels. And I wore black lace tangas and a matching bra. Just in case.

I arrived in my uber at around 9pm, shortly after dinner had already ended— I wasn’t hungry. I checked my coat and quickly found a small group of my female office-mates chatting at a table, all of whom were older than 40 (and some way older than that!) They hugged and kissed me when I arrived, gushing about my outfit, my earrings, my shoes. In that crowd, I stood out like a sore thumb. I scanned the party but couldn’t find Mark, so I decided to relax and enjoy myself in spite of my disappointment. Would it be a long night? I ordered a glass of Malbec, then another, and enjoyed what I could of the conversations above the din of loud club music.

[M]y Greatest Stage Per[F]ormance

Since moving to Athens, Ga in 1992, I’ve had a lot of fun. It’s a pretty okay place to live, but the major attraction for me is the abundance of college girl pussy that I’m still able to tap into from time to time, even all these years later.

One of my favorite memories was from shortly after I’d arrived in town. I was pretty young, early twenties, and not at all bad to look at, though I was skinny as a rail back then (which made me seem a little taller than my actual six feet) and as goofy as we all were at that age. I was clean-cut and tended to dress up when I went out – a nice suit is catnip for the ladies, let me tell you, even if a strong wind would have blown me away. A few years of indulging in rich Italian foods and good whiskey, and now I’m the middle-weight champion of the world, but I still get compliments and I’ve been called handsome more than a few times by ladies younger than myself, even though I honestly think I look more like Black Uncle Fester these days. But if some cute co-ed wants to take a ride, who am I to question their aesthetic sensibilities?

A dare for my husband [FM]

I’ve been talking about the dares my husband had for me, but apparently people wanted to hear about the ones I had back for him. After my dress ripping, I had some ideas to get back at him and sprung them on him last night.

We went back and forth talking a bit, he almost always chooses truth because he’s a wuss. But, if I start with, “Oooh, Truth or Daaaare?” And I say it the right way, he’ll realize there is something there and choose dare.

“I’m going to dress you up the way I want, and you’re going to go to that sex shop down the street and ask in detail for the best strap on.”

He looked worried for a minute, but then resolute, “Okay, fair.”

We went upstairs and I laid out a pair of sheer thigh highs that probably won’t fit him, see through black lace panties, my first sexy bra I ever bought which was way too small for me now, but I kept for sentimental reasons, and my black choker. There’s no way my heels would fit him, so he’d have to wear his nice work shoes.

It’s Hard to Satisfy Me [F]

To make a short story shorter: It takes like 15 or more orgasms to satisfy me completely. Of course, my sexual partners usually can’t keep up with this need and I never ask them to. I don’t masturbate a lot, mainly because it’s such an ordeal. It takes a long time and a lot of effort to really get me to the point where I am truly and completely satisfied.

However, a girl has needs.

For some reference, I am 5’4″, blonde for the moment, 18, and really curvy. Typically I get a lot of stares at my chest, as I have DDDs. Now, I’m not personally a fan of my own ass (everyone has insecurities) however my past girlfriends and boyfriends have loudly let me know how much they love it, so take that as you will.

Tonight was one of those nights where I just couldn’t take it anymore. I’m currently dating a guy, and while the sex is great I can’t reasonably ask him to make me come so many times although believe me, he’s tried. It just takes too long. So having sex and just sitting in my horniness for so long finally got to me. Around 11pm, I decided my day was done and I was ready for bed. I was in it for about 10 seconds before I realized I was so horny I was never going to sleep unless I did something about it.

[Mf] My first hot wife experience.

It was the summer before University. A-Level exams were a distant memory, results day wasn’t quite looming. Had nothing to worry about beyond my summer job, and which party to go to that night.

I’d been with this guy John a few weeks. Things had got pretty intense, pretty quickly (probably because our first night together we’d fucked in my bed, whilst an old fuck buddy was fucking his most recent conquest on my bedroom floor). John wasn’t stereotypically hot – 6ft, broad chested, fairly overweight. What attracted me to him was his presence. He commanded attention – and got it. That dominance was also very prevalent in the bedroom. I’d been at his house a lot those few weeks and during that time he had had me handcuffed to his bed whilst edging me and then forcing me to orgasm over and over, he’d had my hands bound with his school tie whilst forcing his cock down my throat and he’d put a ball gag in my mouth, bent me over his bed and spanked my ass til it was glowing. I loved it.

Her [F]antasy involving [M]e!

I would like to preface this by saying I am beyond lucky to have a partner in life who gives her all and is this comfortable with me to share this! I love her with all of my heart!

My ski slope story put her in a mood I guess! 2 stories for the price of one tonight!

I want to get home from a date. Have you lock the doors behind us, and grab me in your arms. Kiss my neck up to my ear and whisper you have a surprise for me.
Me being curious at this point, I roll with it.
You lead me to the bedroom. And slowly slip off all my clothes. Gentle kisses all over, just to lighten the mood.
Make it back up to my face and slip a blindfold over me and continue to tell me to roll with it and itll be great.
Lead me to the bed and strap me in. As the story said, tight enough to be restrained, but loose enough to night be tight and enough to writhe and squirm faceup.

NSFW: A sa[M]ple [F]rom on of our [F]antasies [MFF]

My SO and I have been together for almost 3 years now, and are always exploring our sexuality together.

We love love LOVE to ski and tonight’s story just so happens to take place in my minds eye after a long day on the slopes…

You and I have drinks at the hotel bar, my hand on your thigh laughing and having a good time at the hotel bar. We notice another girl glancing at us and smiling on the other end. She comes up and introduces herself. We talk, laugh, and have a good time, until she asks for us to show her our room. “I’d love to see where yall are staying!” She takes you by the hand and leads you towards the elevator. The door closes and she pushes you up against the wall her lips and tongue teasing your neck as her fingers run down over your chest and over your perfect ass. All I can do is stand in the corner speechless and watch. The doors open and she takes your hand leading her to our room. Jumping into our bed she pulls you down on top of her as your lips glide over each others. The shivers run down your back as i pull your hair back and start to unzip your dress. I start to kiss down your back and over your beautiful backside as your dress falls over your shoulders exposing your perky nipples which she takes so softly into her mouth. I slide between your legs to tease you with my tongue as she wets her fingers in her mouth and starts to tease you slowly rubbing all of your sensual spots. My warm tongue teasing you all over as i get on my knees to take off my shirt… you reach back and feel my rock hard cock through my jeans. It sends another round of shivers through your body as your nipples get harder and goosebumps form on your arms.

My boy[f]riend just wrote this and I don’t think I’ve ever been more wet ??

Just another weekend in Vegas:

I date the most undoubtedly sexy female. She’s got 34 C’s, an ass that eats a thong, and a perfect Greek face that you can bring home to mom but knows how to use it.

We went on our first Vegas trip a couple years ago after dating for about a year. It was our first trip away with each other and we couldn’t be happier. There’s a cliche saying regarding Vegas “What happens there, stays there”. We hadn’t really talked about doing much outta the ordinary. But every time we did, we were drunk.

The first night we checked in the captain n cokes were being downed like h20 after a marathon, so it wasn’t really long before we got to talking a little freaky.

I personally love making girls squirt. Some people think it’s gross, some it’s a turn on… I’m the latter. There was a period when I was single it was an automatic: I’d be rock hard hearing how it’d never happened before and how good it felt. So naturally, when I just couldn’t get my girlfriend to do it I had been upset. That was first on our list, she wanted to squirt. We talked about anal, her wearing her thongkini to the pool (were usually around friends, family so it’s not the most appropriate thing normal), nothing crazy.

The time black buddy shared his hot wife [MFM]

So, little back story… I’m a bigger guy, pretty nerdy and I have a small dick. Yeah, I sound like a real winner, lol, but I have a friend who’s a married swinger black guy with a real bbc and a hot used to be stripper wife.

Now, my friend has been wanting to have a threesome with me and his wife for a while now had been planting the seeds for awhile with his wife. The furthest up to this point was all of us getting drunk and her giving us some nekkid lapdances. She didn’t want to go further than that, which was fine with me. I love lapdances.

Fast forward a couple of weeks and I’m in bed about to fall asleep when she starts texting me. We’ve texted here or there small things like ‘hi’ or what have you but this was way different. For one it was like 1 in the morning and she was telling me to come over and that she was horny. Yowsa’s!