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I took my ex back to class just to fuck her. [MF]

The restaurant was quiet. The closest person to us was sitting several tables away. The waiting staff barely came by. Don’t blame them, it was just a fast food place. It was the first time we’d seen each other in 4 years. My mind was going in all sort of directions. The conversation was purely just a four year worth catch-up. There was some light flirting, probably just residual from our dynamic. I didn’t think she wanted me back, and I definitely didn’t either.

A few drinks in, laughter becoming a reoccurring thing, we decided to walk back to mine and let the cold of the night sober us up. I can barely remember the conversation, but, at one point, we were somehow talking sex.

All the backstory you need here is that we met in high school, and were together for 4 years.

We kept expanding on the topic and the words came out of my mouth. *”I always wanted to fuck you in high school.”* She pointed out that we did date back then. I clarified that I didn’t mean the time.

Confused, I described a fantasy of mine where I take her to the bathroom while skipping class and fuck her against the stall door. Read more »

[M]y Sex Marathon with Another Friend’s Sister Part 2

If you haven’t read part 1, feel free to check out my page.

Having just gotten a great, lipstick smeared blowjob in the early hours of the morning, Jade and I went out to my car for the short ride to my place. I was still incredibly horny anf half hard, amplified by the site of her smeared makeup and messy hair in the moonlight as she clipped her seat belt across her big tits in the passenger seat. She gave me a coy smile as I started the engine and pulled out of the drive, leaning over and pressing her tits together to tease me while I drove.

It was maybe 10 minutes to my apartment, Jade steadily upping her teasing as we made our way through the deserted town. The pressed her tits against me, whispered in my ear how bad she’s wanted to fuck me as she rubbed my cock through my jeans, planting soft kisses on my neck, even flashed her amazing pierced tits while we went down the road. Needless to say, she was making it incredibly hard to focus on driving as her hand undid my zipper and slipped my hardening dick into her mouth, bobbing lazily and trailing that tongue piercing around me. Read more »

[MF] Head From Work Wife and Thanked by husband

I work for a small electronics company, maybe 30 employees. All dudes and couple of older ladies. We finally got a receptionist. My age 30. Very cute girl. Pale skin, dark hair. Short with massive tits and a nice bubble butt. She had a very sexy Mexican accent like Selma Hayek. She looked like thick Selena Gomez. Which I was totally into.
First week she was there we started smoking weed in the parking lot. Began a quick bond over getting high. Started taking lunch together. And she slowly became what people call a “Work Wife”.
We both were married with Kids. We would flirt and tell old stories of past hook ups.
We would both express our problems with our spouses.
We were always careful not to text each other. But one day I guess her husband asked her who she got high with at work and my name came up. He was pissed. Told her not to talk to me and if she came home high from me , he’d beat my ass. I get it, you don’t want your wife coming home high from another dude.
So a year goes by with casual flirting and lunches. Then one day she tells me she had a sex dream about me. She told me she woke up horny as fuck. She also expressed how she hasn’t had sex in 3 months.
I told her “we she hook up to get it out of our system”. She gave me a look like,
”I thought you’d never ask”
So that day at lunch we park the car and made out like a couple of teenagers. Grabbing at each other. Jacking me off thru my pants. I was finally sucking her nice big tits. She straddled me in the front seat.
I unzipped her jeans and fingered the wettest pussy I have ever felt.
A year of pent up sexual tension.
She came so hard. Screamed like a freak! Both of us sweating. I didn’t get to bust. We had to get back to work. She told me she owed me one.
We got back to work. We were always the last two people to leave.
She messaged me on Teams. “Can you help me find the paper towels?” At like 4:55pm.
We both knew the bathroom storage area has no cameras.
I get back there and we pick up right where lunch left off.
She gets on her knees and proceeds to give me the most sloppiest, horniest blowjob ever. Looking up at me, locking eyes. Deep throating. I tell her I’m going to cum. She goes deeper. I cum down her throat. She gets up and walks back to her office. I am m shock of what just happened.
We both clock out and walk to our cars.
HERE HUSBAND IS WAITING BY HER CAR ON HIS MOTORCYCLE.
He see.s me. Walks over to my car and apologizes for going off way back when. And thanks me for respecting him. Ask if I wanted to grab a beer with them. I said sure. And had a great time sitting there knowing his wife, my work wife has my cum in her belly. Read more »

The Dorm Room Bet – 3 [MF]

Ever since our encounter, I kept meeting this different Kristen. She’d been so confident, but she
seemed to be tripping over me a little bit now that our cards were on the table. And then I remembered, our cards weren’t on the table. Read more »

Over the years, 3 young ladies have cheated on their significant others with me. This is the first of those stories, which happened when I was 19 and she was an 18 year old college cheerleader. [MF] [cheating]

So there have been 3 girls who have cheated on their significant others with me, and this is the first of those 3 stories. I don’t really feel bad about it because my thinking is, if these girls didn’t fuck me they probably would have fucked someone else anyway. The only difference is I wouldn’t have gotten any. If anyone should feel bad about it, it’s the girls.

Back around 2005, I was 19 years old and in college. I was back in my home town though for some break or another, I forget which or even what time of year this happened. I got a call from this girl, Stacy, I had known for like 5 years, just as acquaintances. We had seen each other in person a few times, talked on the phone a few times, would sometimes text each other. She went to the same college I went to and she was a cheerleader for the basketball team. Anyway she calls me up and says she wants to hang out at my place, which we have never done before but I’m like yeah sure. Read more »

The Dorm Room Bet – 2 [MF]

I’d just cheated on my long term, long distance girlfriend. I was in a panic. Sick to my stomach. This was not who I was.

Except it clearly was. The smell of Kristin flooded my nostrils. She was literally all over my face despite the shower we just finished. I scrubbed my face over the sink again, and re-brushed my teeth. The scent of her sex was intoxicating and omnipresent. I realized it was as much rooted in my memory as anything. I remembered how seamlessly we kissed each other. The feel of her pubic hair pushing on her soaking wet underwear up against my face. My cock twitched a little as I started to get hard again thinking about it. Then reality snapped me back to my situation.

I went and slept in my bed. I didn’t bother to collect Jill from the couch. I didn’t think I should touch her after what I’d just done. My mind vacillated between preparing to talk to Jill, and wondering where Kristin was and what she was doing. I actually whispered out loud. “You are in fucking trouble, buddy.” I caught three hours of fitful sleep, before the consequences of my actions would catch up to me. Read more »

Thin walls are [f]un

In Europe there’s a student exchange program that let’s you visit another country and spend a semester there, attending courses at a department similar to yours. So I went to Berlin, Germany. My apartment walls were so thin that I could hear my female neighbor have sex with her bf. Most of the time it was really sensual so I’d be turned on but nothing crazy. The times they fucked roughly though, I’d always sit against our shared wall, completely naked and finger myself until I’d make myself cum, sometimes at the very same moment she would. It was insanely hot and I’ve never told anyone about it.

[MF] Shower Sex with the Merchandise Girl

As always, names have been changed to protect the not-so-innocent.

TL;DR I was on tour with a band and had shower sex with our merchandise girl.

Music has always been a passion of mine. I’ve toured, been under record contracts, done studio work, and so on. At some point, though, I went back to school for computer science, then started working in the tech industry as an engineer. I would still play weekend warrior with music; the band I was with would hop in the van on Friday evening, play some gigs over the weekend, then I’d return to the grind on Monday. This one summer, though, the band, we who played this caustic version of rock ‘n’ roll music, got the chance to tour for an entire month: two festivals, a bunch of gigs, and more states than we had ever visited before.

To facilitate this tour, we needed to bring someone on the road with us to handle logistics, and more specifically to handle merchandise (“merch”) sales: t-shirts, posters, compact discs, etc. Those items would usually end up paying for hotels (when we could afford them), gasoline, and food (we would usually pay out of pocket). We picked up Clara on a street corner in a major US city, and after reshuffling a bunch of gear in our van, went on our way to the first gig. Read more »

Bellissima [MMF]

Years ago, I had a long day at work, and was getting a drink at a bar in midtown after. Needed to decompress a little before heading home.

There were sports highlights on TV. I was watching part of a soccer game, and when watching a particular play said, “that’s bullshit!” probably a little too loudly.

And this guy sitting like fifteen feet away was like, “You’re right that was bullshit.” And I was a little embarrassed about how loud I was but said, “Yeah it was.” But he continues, “Do you know how I know?” No. “I used to own a team in Serie B. And it was 20,000 Euro for a yellow card, 50 for a red.

To which I had a hard time believing. But he spoke a little bit more of that experience, and he may have been telling the truth. So I was willing to go with him on this.

We talked some more. He was staying at the hotel attached to the bar, in the penthouse, here on business. And he was here with his wife, and asked if I could help him out with a problem he was having. I said I’d try. Read more »