A [f]un and [m]emorable day. Pics included.

It was Thursday, I had told myself the day prior that I would edge all day. So I could be able to come home and ravage myself before going on a first date with a guy named Michael. I wanted to make sure I came into our date as objectively as possible. It was the first time meeting him in person, definitely not going to cum, so I need to do it before (right? That’s my reasoning amongst others)

I told my edging plan to Chris, my boo bear, which led me to waking up to the most sexy, raunchy and pussy throbbing messages I’ve ever had the pleasure of reading. I squeezed my thighs together. Uuuugh, it was going to be a long day. I made sure to take [shower](http://i.imgur.com/4eiUz3j.jpg) photos to retaliate and I ended up just teasing myself more with pulling my nipple jewelry, soaping and kneading my breasts and mound but making sure I stay away from my already swollen clit, sticking to just rubbing my outer lips (while finding a slight loop hole in my own rule by pressing my pussy lips together and it sandwiching my clit between them…)

Frank’s face gets fucked. Search username for pics :)

Last night I thought I deserved to me spoilt. So as we were watching TV i grabbed Franks head, pushed it between my legs and told him to start eating… I then made him lay down so i could straddle his face and really fuck his dirty mouth. I came while he was eating me, then I got on all fours and made him devour me from behind, all while I was pushing his face harder into me. He was allowed to fuck me for a minute because I wanted to cum again with a cock inside me. Then back to eating me on all fours, this time while he stroked his rock hard cock, ending up cumming all over my feet. I am a greedy girl, aren’t I?

[F/M] Power Reversal: She Squirted in My Face

I’ll always remember the girl who came in my face several times in one night. It’s funny, because I initially wasn’t attracted to her. Sure, we often flirted at work, but practically everyone at the restaurant flirted with one another. She just wasn’t my type. I was the type to go home and read books while she went out to party. To me, our interactions were fun, but nothing more.

I was in a relationship, but when my girlfriend and I broke up, she wasted no time expressing interest in me. She asked me out to a bar when we got out of work one night. I agreed, mainly because my previous plans for the night involved camping out in front of a TV screen, searching for heart pieces in the *Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess*. A rebound fuck was just what I needed.

I hate to sound cocky, because in reality, I’m an average looking guy, but I *knew* this girl wanted me. She was hot, but I didn’t find her intellectually stimulating. Personally, I value an adventurous mind over a hot body, but as it turned out, I was judging a book by its cover.

Tossed Salad or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love Anal Play! (mf) [Long]

This is the continuing story of my lovely girlfriend and my sexual exploration of each others’ body, set a few months after our last game night story. Details have been changed slightly, per usual, to protect those involved. The setup on this one isn’t nearly so long as the previous story (you’re welcome?).

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I sat on the couch reflecting on what a spectacular weekend this had been together. We had decided that we needed a weekend getaway, so, after work on Friday, we headed up to one of our favorite little towns to relax and get away. We were staying in a romantic little house that we’d not been to previously, which afforded us more privacy than a hotel room, while still being close enough to walk to the cute little downtown. We had made our own dinner the first night, had a bit of wine to go with it (as you do on romantic weekends), then decided we’d try out my “new and improved” Sexy Battleship game [see previous post for the “Original” Sexy Battleship].

[m/m/m/] When I was in high school, I dressed like a girl and had a threesome with my two friends

When I was fourteen, I dressed up like a girl and had a threesome with two of my friends. When my parents and sister went to visit relatives for a weekend, I held a house party in which a couple dozen or so people showed up.

Everyone cleared out after the cops showed up concerning noise complaints, with the exception of two of my close friends, who had received permission from their parents to stay the night.

Growing up, plenty of my straight guy friends hit on me. They would playfully dry hump me or want to practice what it was like going up a girl’s shirt, with me being the closest thing they could get to a real girl. I was small in stature with androgynous features. I was often mistaken for a girl and sometimes picked on for it. I enjoyed my male friends’ attention, but never felt the need to take it further for a few reasons:

1. The social ramifications were too much. I often fantasized about making out with a friend while jerking him off, but there was no way I could act on these thoughts in my small, suburban hometown.

3 Asians (and one half asian) and I in the sex club.

We had some crazy nights at a club a while ago. Not just any club. A swingers club. Our first time we were nervous understandably and wanted to meet someone there who’d been before so craigslist came in handy where we found a couple our age to meet there for playtime. That ended up being a weird experience involving a somewhat too drunk and slightly pissy Karen and the other couple was…not quite what we expected.

We went again the next night just planning on letting whatever happen and going with the flow. That was a good decision. Shortly after we got there it started to fill up in earnest and a number of very attractive couples came in as we sipped our drinks from the balcony. K was a scotch drinker. I’d never have guessed but she just loved the stuff (I can’t stand it). I think it was rather fitting for her personality too. Snarky, sarcastic, a little harsh sometimes, direct, and in your face.

Rough MFM with my boyfriend & ex!

I have written up a couple experiences for this subreddit before and you’ve all been really nice with comments and messages, so let me type up my latest adventure!! It was sort of a wild one. :)

So, hello! I’m Amber. I’m slim, petite, with long-ish dirty blonde hair. I may be 30, but my body never really “blossomed” shall we say – I’m flat chested, with blink and you’ll miss them hips. Hopefully you can get past all that, or just forget I said anything and pretend I look like Kim Kardashian!

Anyway, I also have a great boyfriend, named Shaun. We’ve been together for a while now and he’s very sweet to me…until we get in the bedroom, where he (not always, but often) takes me roughly and tries to push my limits. Annnnd, I LOVE it. He’s also very open minded and we have once had a 3sum in the past.

A few weeks ago, I got a note on Facebook from an ex-boyfriend that I hadn’t talked to at all in over a year. He was a nice enough guy, and was the one who introduced me to hard, animalistic sex in the first place. But, it didn’t work out in the end – long boring story which I’ll skip.

10+ men jerking off to me having sex on a stage in Portland (M/F)

Traveling for work was never the romantic and exciting endeavor I imagined. What it really comes down to is you’re doing the same work, usually more of it in a place that is typically not comfortable. I learned real quick that because of this I would indulge as much as possible. I spent as much money as possible using any trick I could to eat well and live well. I also indulged sexually where I could and had some great experiences everywhere I’ve been.

One time I was in Portland and wow did I fall for that city. I have no idea how I came across it but heard about an adult theater. I had never been to one and just imagined them to be grimy but was very horny. So I just went. I admit, even with all my experience and confidence that I can still be quite nervous when trying new things. My heart was racing, my mind was telling me to just turn back and the only thing I could do was tell myself I could turn around at any point. I walked to this place from my hotel and noticed it was just like a video store.

[F/F] Finally giving my neighbor a taste

Erica was a feisty, hyper ball of energy. Short, maybe 5 foot with a petite frame and modest breasts, but big hips and a plump but firm ass and short but toned legs. Her dyed hair changed between shades of brown to dark red and occasionally purple highlights depending on the week and she had somewhat of an artsy look with a pierced septum and ears. She was 26 but had a babyface and could have passed for 18 with juicy, full lips. She had one of those voices that always seemed excited and inquisitive like she just drank two cups of coffee. She was cute, not sexy, but had an adorable personality which was hard to pin as either bluntly flirtatious or playfully sarcastic and goofy.

She lived a few doors down in our townhouse community and I’d see her on weekends coming home with her girlfriend holding hands (I wouldn’t have known she was a lesbian if not for that). I didn’t have air conditioning and spent most of my downtime relaxing on my porch. I moved in during early spring and shed often stop by on her way home from jogging to make small talk if she saw me on the porch, occasionally joining me for tea a few minutes.

My first m/m encounter – slightly kinky

*This is my first post, so please be kind ;) *

It happened many years ago, when you could still search on yahoo for people and interests. I’m straight, but I had long fantasized about doing “something” with a guy. When I was send for work to a different town I thought that’s my chance.

Since I was nervous what I would do with a guy I thought it might be great if he would tie me up a bit. That way I wouldn’t really have to do anything – and it would help maybe with my nervousness.

After search for a while I found a guy that was much older than me. He was sounding very reassuring and for some reason the fact that he was 60+ made me feel safer.

We agreed on a time and I drove to his house. Walking to door my knees were getting weak and I was almost ready to run. But I thought I went so far – now I finish it. He opens the door as soon as I ring. He is a nice guy, taller and much stronger build than me, but with a very warm smile. I walk in and he closes the door.