I’m back: Sex With an Acquaintance After a Party [m/f]

Some of you might remember me. I posted under a different ironman name up until recently. I deleted my account, because it got hacked. Some of the stories I posted over the last couple of years are gone forever from reddit, so I figured I would come back and start posting some old ones to make sure they aren't lost. I will post new stories as well when I have a chance. (New stories will come I promise). Here is an old one. Hope you enjoy:

Like I've said in previous posts. I figured it would be fun to go back to my promiscuous (man-whore) days and recall some of the stories from back then. I'm generally considered a good-looking guy (used to model, 6’3”, dark hair, blue eyes, swimmers build, workout regularly), so that enabled me to have quite a fun sex life. These stories are 100% true and not embellished in any way. I think that a straight honest story even if not as exciting at times is a bigger turn on, so that is what I will continue to try to give.

[M/F] Finding new ways to relieve stress during finals

This is a story of a hookup between me and my friends-with-benefits Charlie. I call him my “casual bae”, and we’ve hooked up a handful of times so far. Some info about Charlie: He’s an exchange student from England, at my school for the year. He’s 6’ tall and lanky, with reddish-brown hair and a smile that brightens even the gloomiest of winter days. He has a winning accent that captivated me the moment I met him (I have a huge thing for British accents). The story of how we first hooked up is actually quite weird, but I will save that for another day. Charlie and I are very open to each other with what we’re into, and we are very sexually compatible. He tends to be dominant whereas I’m more sub. This story takes place yesterday.

It’s finals week, so I hadn’t seen Charlie for a few days before this. He texted me around 11:30 AM saying that he had just gotten out of a stressful final, so I told him to come over to my room. He came in and I hugged him. He smelled amazing; I don’t know what cologne he wears, but it drives me crazy. We laid down on my bed and he pulled me close to him. We stayed curled up together for a little while, talking about his final and our schedules for the week.

Pawg Anal training with a friend [F/F]

So this happend about a month after I hooked up with Mike from my last post. Photo of clelsea and I http://imgur.com/fSf63KZ

I was hanging out with my best friend Chelsea and we where talking about mikes fascination with anal and why all they guys in college wanted anal sex.

Clelsea and I are best friends and she has always had a obsession over my ass, she always wants to take these pictures when she's drunk calling it "praise the booty" actual photo

http://imgur.com/HTnbpjq

We where studying for a test on my couch when chelsea said "have you ever tried anything anal wise? " I said well besides when Mike was licking my ass when we fucked no I have not. She said "well did you like it?" One thing lead to another and boom she said " well I have always wanted to lick your ass" as she rested her hand on it.

She began pulling my shorts and leaned in and kissed me as she wispered in my ear "let me see your fat ass" I always wanted to fuck Chelsea and now was my chance. She said bend over pulled down my shorts exposing my virgin asshole ass well as my large labia which always looks used up.

Helped friend out with rape play.(Group)

Many years ago, I was in Atlanta for a few months of work. While I was there a friend was telling a group of us that she had a rape fetish. She was complaining that all the porns were all too unrealistic and not focusing on the parts that turned her on.

I told her we would figure something out for her. Just to always be ready, we would not warn her. And that the safe word was ROBOT. Not sure how serious she took it but she seemed to enjoy the idea.

The pieces fell in place fairly quickly and we set plan in motion. Little over a month and everything was a planned out and ready.

That evening started by us sneaking into the backyard of the house she was renting. We knew her roommates were gone. She ordered pizza, the delivery guy was one of us so he was in on it. He text us that he was close and that plan was still go. When he rang the bell and she answered the door we went in through the back door. There were 6 of us. Wearing all black and ski masks. One went down stairs into the spare room to set up. When she came around the corner, with the pizza boxes, the rest of us grabbed her. Bag over the head, arms and legs. Picked her up and carried her into the basement.

Uber Driving Slut – Hunted Down [m/f]

Hey Y'all,

Well the Christmas season is here and I'm truly in the mood for giving. As many of you know there isn’t anything that I love better then looking at a man and just wanting to tear their his clothes off. I just love sex and require a lot of it. I’m always looking for extra-curricular activities on the side and being an Uber driver has certainly helped to find plenty of opportunity to satisfy my insatiable appetite for sex.

One of my most favorite things is to flirt with the men that ride with me as part of Uber. There hasn't been a week that's gone by that I haven't ended up in bed or the back seat of my Odyssey suck cock with at least one of them.

But what happened this last week was a bit different as I thought I was being anonymous as the cock sucking Uber driving slut but it seems I'm now known or looked for. I guess I've made it know that I look for passengers around the Asheville Airport and recently I accepted a Uber rider who signaled they were across the street at the S&H Cafeteria.

Late lunch. (m+f)

It’s been a while, gw. Work and life have been madness, but it hasn’t sated my desires quite as well as retelling stories for you. I hope you’ll forgive my absence. This was just yesterday afternoon, and it made its way into my dreams last night… enjoy. (This will be long, but hopefully worth it!)

You told me I’d be properly fucked the day before, and so I joked I may need to dress for the occasion. This caught your interest, as it always does when I dress up for you. “Yes, I do happen to have a brand new pair of stockings that need… breaking in,” I added. Your eyes lit up in a hungry way, and I grinned at that slow, unconscious lick of your lips. “Black,” I continued.

“Can I get a better description of these?” you asked.

I grinned as I replied, “… no. Don’t you want to see them? You’re so visual, after all.”

You groaned, a small frown furrowing your brow in protest, “How is it that you know me so well? Okay… sneak a photo my way later. Dirty girl.”

Pervy Germans Pt. 2 – Finger-fucking on the Autobahn leads to high-velocity blowjob, veritable shower of cum [f/m]

This is the first time I've seen the foreign boy toy since my last story.

He's driven countless hours through tough conditions to meet me at the airport, and recounts his harrowing tale as we hit the highway for the long drive back to his hometown. We catch up, joke and belt out Michael Jackson songs (we are in Germany after all), but really, all I can think about is how I've spent the past 2 weeks fantasizing about wrapping my lips around his dick as we race down the Autobahn; riding him in the front seat; being bent over in the back seat, and then on the hood, and then somewhere in the woods. (It's only been 2 weeks, and yet it feels like forever.)

We eventually pull over to a rest stop for a bite to eat and for the first time, he is able to sit back and look at me without car horns honking. We take a moment to drink each other in before leaning in, and what begins as a series of soft kisses, exploring tongues and tasting quickly escalates. Soon we are grabbing at one another, licking, biting and making out like horny teenagers, in a rest stop parking lot in broad daylight, surrounded by semis full of interested truckers. (I am not sure if he notices this, but I certainly do, and it is kind of a turn-on.)

My Sunday night surprise while hubby was out of town (M/F)

Sunday night was an early evening for me, my husband had a 3:15 flight to Washington DC where he will be on business all week so I was prepared to spend the evening reading and having a couple glasses of wine and going to be early.

At about 7 the doorbell rang and not expecting anyone I went to the door dressed in my bathrobe after taking a relaxing candle lit bubble bath. On the other side of the door was one of my husband’s younger friends, Ben. Ben is in his early 30s and has the rugged bad boy look that drives me crazy. Ben had been stranded at a sports bar where he had spent the day watching football and drinking. He apparently lost his billfold, keys and phone and had managed to walk to our house hoping my husband could take him to his house on the other side of town. I told him that my husband had gone out of town and invited him inside to get out of the rain while I figured out what to do for him, I could not take him home myself as I had already had most of a bottle of wine. Once inside I used my phone to get him an Uber ride home and after a few minutes he was gone.

My neighbor has loud sex. So I have loud sex with my neighbor. (F/M)

This is a long one haha (sorry not sorry :p). Hope you make it ;)

The dude who lives below me loves to have extremely loud sex. At least once a week, I’ll pass by his door on the way up to my apartment and get overwhelmed by the sounds of women in the midst of (what I assume is) the best sex of their lives. At first I thought it was just a woman, alone, enjoying herself far too much. But then after a few months, I realized it was always a different woman – always making the noises one makes when they are being fucked exceedingly hard.

So I got curious. I’d start to linger whenever I heard. Sometimes I’d hear them outside, through an open window and I sit for a while wondering just what the fuck that man was doing in there.

Finally it happened. I was coming home tipsy from a late-ish happy hour (maybe ‘round midnight). He was leaving, locking his door. I stopped, and I had to ask. “Are you the dude having loud sex all the time?”