Am I technically a prostitute now? [MF]

It’s been a long while since I’ve posted a story here, but I’m currently in London (UK) for a mini vacation and I have some time to kill.

A little bit about me: I’m 23 years old, around 6 feet tall and 205 pounds, athletic figure. I have dark brown hair and the same color eyes. Kind of a hairy dude, but so far haven’t heard any complaints about it. I started identifying myself as a bit of a sex addict when I was in my second year of college (We start college at 18 in Canada), after a string of romantic involvements that just didn’t lead anywhere. I got bored, as awful as it sounds, with each of the women I decided to be with. I was brought up in a rather agnostic household. It’s my dad’s second marriage and my mother had me and my sister before they were married. I was always an introverted kid, and spent a lot of time by myself. Growing older I learned how to come out of my shell a bit more, and found myself being curious about women from an early age. As I grew older, I began to become more and more comfortable with my sexuality. I jerked off maybe 3 times a day on average, and after losing my virginity I pretty much was off the leash. Now that I’ve accepted that I cannot be with any one person, my sex life has expanded immensely. I have a couple stories I feel like sharing, and the community on this board seems to be very welcoming to that, so I thought it best to post my experiences here. Hope you enjoy!

A long story about an outdoor orgasm, solo [F] but with some [MF] action in the buildup.

Hello

The only kind of porn I like – the only kind I actually use – is written erotica. Short stories like on this website, erotic novels, I find then all much more arousing than actual images. I like to let my own imagination do the work, to picture the scenes without cheesy acting or wondering how many orgasms the girl has faked that day, or whether she really wants to be there.

I’ve just started a creative writing course and I figured, hey, why not have a go at writing some sexy stories. The story I’m about to tell is true, so it doesn’t really fulfil the ‘creative’ part of the brief. But it will help me practise my storytelling skills and maybe turn a few people on – who knows. I made this account to ask an anonymous question about sex, and it seems the perfect place to post it.

I should say before I get going, these is no actual sex in this story, except the solo kind. Maybe if this goes well, and people like it, I’ll write about some times when I’ve been with a guy. But this particular story is about a solo sexual adventure. (Actually it turns out there is a little bit of sex, I wasn’t planning to include any, but I ended up describing some of my sexual past in more detail than I planned!)

Later that night [FF]

Continuation of First time [FF] https://redd.it/72wlqw

As I lay there in bliss I heard the front door slam. We both jumped, fixed our shirts, and did our best to regroup. We had to join the rest of the house for dinner and did our very best to not look completely guilty and flirtatious but I must admit, the danger of being caught filled me with adrenaline. We sat next to each other at dinner and it was pretty easy to play the “new best friend card” to giggle and joke and lean into each other without being completely obvious. After dinner we decided to watch a movie in the living room. We sat near each other but not next to each other. This wasn’t working in my favor so I said I was cold and escaped to my room to find my smallest blanket. Upon my return she perked up and said “Oh a blanket! Would you mind sharing?” I plopped on the couch next to her, really close, so we could share the undersized blanket. After we got comfortable and the attention of the room was directed back at the movie I slowly slid my hand across her lap. She looked at me, eyes wide with surprise and tried to move my hand. She was afraid to get caught; so was I but my desire to touch her was far more powerful.

First time [FF]

Second attempt at post- apologies, I’m learning ;)
I was the new girl at school. Most of the other students had known each other for years. I was nervous but excited to start in a new city. Nobody knew who I was and I could start all over. I could be who I always wanted to be without prior labels or reputations following me. I had been lumped into the nerd category before, not that I wasn’t, I totally was but I wanted more from my school experience. I joined the ROTC program and instantly found a home and place to belong. We were our own breed of nerd but I liked it. There were so many cute and fit guys all over the place. These guys had personality and drive that I didn’t see in the typical jock world. Plus, being that I wasn’t an athlete or cheer leader, I didn’t have much interaction with jock boys anyway. I was so excited for the new year and the new me. I had made up my mind that I was going to date an ROTC boy, there were so many to choose from. And then I saw her.

Meeting his dad [MF] [public]

I met my former boyfriend’s dad and step mom on Christmas Eve a couple of years ago. It was also a reunion for us as he had been away on business for weeks before that night. We were sneaking touches here and there while he was at my place meeting my mom for the first time. It was my first time doing the “meet the parents” trip. I was barely 22 and in my first relationship.

On the drive there, we started talking about why I had gone so long without a relationship or any kind of experience. “I was shy,” I insisted. He raised an eyebrow. “Shy? You don’t seem too shy.” He stuck his hand down my skirt, rubbed my pussy and said, “You don’t seem too shy with my fingers up your pussy with all these cars around.” All I could do was moan and open my legs wider. He fingered me for another minute before smirking and putting all his attention back on the road.

The meeting went fine. Nothing catastrophic happened.

Strip Club Parking Lot HookUp [MF]

One night after work, I decided to text one of my female coworkers who I knew was bi-sexual and hadn’t been to a strip club yet in her life. Being one to not deny a person life experiences, a “funstigator” if you will, I convinced her to meet me at the club shortly after I got off work. I was excited to see her enjoyment of seeing titillating women gyrating on the poles, hoping it might get her aroused enough to gyrate on my pole; it worked!

I met her in the parking lot, and she was wearing a pair of shorts that barely covered her ass cheeks, a dark black bra-let that put her massive, pale breasts on display, and a see-through white overshirt. The ensemble was fucking amazing, so much that when we approached the front doors, a dude asked what time she went on stage. She coyishly walked by, but I could tell she loved the attention.

The Capri Sun [MF]

Warning–this is long.

A few years ago, a friend and I went on a summer trip to Italy. We had not been romantic in any way prior to the trip. I had just gotten out of a toxic relationship, and the two of us simply meshed well. We were not close friends, and in fact did not know each other well at all. But Nicky’s youthful energy and enthusiasm for life and travel was just what I needed at a fairly dark time in my life, and without her presence in my life I likely would have spent a much longer time self-medicating with alcohol.

She had always wanted to visit Italy, and proposed just such a trip on a whim. It had been years since I’d taken any time off work so I agreed, and booked flights for us as well as lodging at the Capri Palace Hotel, an upscale resort on the island of Capri. Feeling caught up in Nicky’s enthusiasm for the trip, I reserved the Athena Suite, an exceptionally nice room with a private pool and garden. With that, Nicky took control of the trip planning, making reservations for meals and entertainment.

Masturbating in the library [F]

I sit cross legged in tight grey leggings, eyes glazed over my laptop, one hand between my legs, seeking warmth and comfort. I give my pussy a teasing rub and feel my clit stir. I give myself another stroke and glance around me. No one can see what I’m doing so I continue this delicious torture. Up and down I rub as I bite my lip to keep from moaning.

I think about him. His dark stubble, warm tongue, beefy body, rough hands, thick cock. I feel myself getting wet and continue rubbing, the lace of my thong moving between my lips, grazing my clit lazily with every stroke. I imagine him running his hands over his body as he starts to get hard. He works his way down, smoothing his palm over his blocky abs. His thick muscular forearm flexing as he continues, straying past his hard cock. He cups his heavy balls and groans, feeling the weight in his hands. His cock twitches, begging for attention. He flexes and gives his cock a teasing stroke.

Broke Our Cherries Once Again,[MFM][DVP][32M]

She came home today really happy to see me, she missed me she said. I can tell she wanted me to throw her down and take advantage of her but I purposely I made sure to do the opposite, we hung out I took a bong rip she was next to me talking shit.

her husband gets home and we worked on stuff around the house, the place we live in, a portion of the house had a little water damage and if we fix it now, it won’t be a problem.

I started to cook a meal for us (I’m the better cook) we all ate and I came to my room to work on stuff. she was walking around with a glass of wine. She never beats around the bush she comes out and says it. I want 2 cocks, it’s fuck time! Fuck time! fuck time!!!