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First post here, sorry if my format is wrong or my writing is shit lol
(My father is 46, my aunt unknown because I can’t find out from her social media. Probably 30-40+ though.)
(TO CLEAR THINGS UP, no incest at all because my aunt is my uncle’s wife on my mother’s side. Basically my mom’s brother’s wife.)
I’m a long time lurker and fan of this channel. I figured I’d write my first story. This is the true story of a hot one night stand.
So, it was a Saturday night, about 18 months ago. I was out with friends, drinks first, then dancing. We went to our student union bar. It’s shit, but the drinks are cheap and the music is sometimes quite good for cheesy drunken dancing. So who cares if the floors are sticky and there’s piss all over the floor of the ladies loo?
It was a good night. I was in the mood for having some fun, after weeks of revision and stress – I’d finished one set of exams and I was ready to let my hair down, ideally by getting shitfaced on cheep lager and dancing like a freak.
A group of lads were tagging along with us. Some were friends with some of our group, plus some of their other mates and housemates. It was a friendly crowd.
Walking from the pub back to the union, I got chatting to a guy I’d seen around but never spoken to before. Medium height, ginger hair and freckles, he had a nice face and a friendly smile, and with a few drinks inside us both, conversation and laughter flowed easily.
I was out with some friends for a night of celebration and general catchup. We were celebrating one of our friends moving away and it was good opportunity to see all of my closest friends.
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We were at a bar, one of those Irish pubs which aren’t really Irish but still loads of fun. My friends had set up off to the side, a couple had brought a girlfriends/wives but it was a good bunch.
At one point I was at the bar just taking a time out, I’d ordered a scotch and was in my own little world. Right next to me a girl comes up to the bar to buy herself and her friends some drinks. She was a blonde/brunette mix, early 20s, extremely cute but she was a big girl. Not ssbbw levels but one of those bigger girls that had really nice curves but you knew she was overweight. Still, she was cute and had a nice smile.
A cabin in the woods, no one around for miles. Hot tub outside, the sounds of a creek nearby, trees surrounding us. Great for a sex-filled weekend. We got in late last night and passed out early. I haven’t slept that good in a long time. It’s a little chilly so I am wearing my super comfy robe and have it wrapped tight around me as I drink my chia on the front porch overlooking the tree covered area while he is still asleep in bed. Smells so good out here. I could stay out here longer than a weekend!
I was recently single after college, and decided I wanted to be a little more adventurous sexually than I had been while in a relationship. I have always had decent luck meeting people on Tinder, but I have never found someone I’ve vibed with sexually like I did with Lexi. On the second night of texting each other, we stayed up until 4 am sexting. I love talking about sex, and I definitely fantasize and sext about things I wouldn’t do in person. Lexi seemed like she was the same, but on our first date I could tell we were both a lot more serious about trying things in person.
She had expressed interest to me about being tied up, especially by a relative stranger. We had been at dinner in-person for no more than a few hours when we raced back home to my bedroom. Lexi waited on the edge of my bed while I pulled whatever I could out of my closet to help us. I didn’t even have any rope we could use yet, but luckily I found some scarves that would work well enough to tied her to my bed. She then revealed to me that she had brought her vibrator with her and hoped I would use it on her while she was tied up. I blind folded her with some cloth I had from my failed attempts at sewing my own clothes, and told her to be patient while I stripped and restrained her.
First, a bit of background. I have a close group of girlfriends from college, one of whom was recently married. I’ve always joked about how much I’d love to bed her very handsome, slightly younger brother, Kyle. I also had it on good authority that he had a little bit of a crush on me ever since we were introduced. My friends and I met him for an early dinner while passing through his city on our way back from an away football game during our junior year. Up until this point, I’d only seen pictures of him. I knew he was good looking, but in real life, I could barely keep my eyes off him. Imagine a 6’1”, dark haired Adonis with clear blue eyes, a chiseled jawline, and washboard abs. Lord have mercy. I decided right then that if I ever had the chance, I would most definitely bang him.
A few years ago i was working in a restaurant/bakery. We were open until late in the evening, and i usually worked the closing shifts. There was a lady, in her mid 50’s that used to work the bakery area of the restaurant, and she too closed most evenings. Where the bakery area was, happened to be in a fairly secluded area, and to get to it you had to turn the corner of a big wall that gave you enough privacy and notice if anyone was coming.
Once summer hit, it was very hot inside, as well as outside, and we had to wear certain uniform shirts that werent the most comfortable. At the end of the shifts during clean up, it was very normal for people to take those outer shirts off, and just finish in the under shirt you had on. I noticed that Sue (not her real name) would take her outer shirt off every shift, and to my suprise, was always wearing a very simple tank top, and no bra. I thought this was a one time thing, until every closing shift, she took her shirt off, and under was a tank top of different colors, but never wearing a bra. I started taking notice, as when we closed, we would have to go into the walk in to put food up and such, and every time she would come out, her nipples were always rock hard, and very noticeable through her tank top. Nobody every mentioned anything so she never changed her way of dress.
I was recently hired as an assistant athletic director for a mid-size university. It was a big move up for me. It required me to move half way across the country. My wife stayed back to complete somethings at her work before she was able to transfer out to our new location. We only saw each other every other weekend for a few months.
About a month into the school year, my boss, the AD, invited me to his place for a social event. When I showed up, my boss, the head coaches from a couple of the teams and a few other guys were there. I thought it was odd that one of my other colleagues who was at the same level as me wasn’t there. I asked about her and my boss made a cryptic comment about her not being interested in this type of party.
We were drinking, smoking cigars and generally shooting the shit for a while. A bit later in the night, a bunch of girls showed up. From the looks of it, they were college aged. At least some of them were students which seemed weird and inappropriate to me.
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So Curt went back to him room and I showered and packed my stuff. I checked out of my room, but didn’t have to go yet so I went to the boys room. They were each in their own beds still watching TV and Curt had definitely told his friend. I could tell by the hello I got.
I put down my stuff and crawled into bed with Curt. He had clearly showered too. So, we were making out and I was stroking him. My pussy was throbbing from the previous night and morning, but still needed more. I slid off my pants and rolled on top of him. I was already wet and he slid in. He undid my bra and pulled up the covers to keep me hidden.
His friend decided to take a shower.
I think Curt and I had gotten over the sexual tension of it and some feeling was now there. I rode him slowly grinding hard on him. His hands were everywhere while he sucked on my tits. It was so hot.
He rolled me over And passionately fucked me missionary. We kissed and Licked and nibbled eachother with each thrust.
Hopefully this is received well, I know tales from men here can be hit or miss (usually miss.) This is first among many adventures of mine down the road of being what one partner of my affectionately called a “tongue slut.”
A bit of background: Most people have called me a reasonably cute guy, blue eyes, dirty blonde hair, slim, with a little remaining muscle from years of ice hockey but I had and still am not particularly good with the ladies and my scene is definitely not that of the club, being a touch more reserved and submissive lends myself to not really wanting to make the first move. Even still, the couple off occasions I was able to have sex I continued to find my favorite part was going down on her for as long as I could.