Stranger at a Work Conference

Although, I already posted this on Lush Stories and my Tumblr of the same name (insert shameless plug here), I just discovered this kinky group and though you might enjoy it as well. I wrote this down not long after it happened a couple years ago.

 

I’m very turned on by taboo situations, slutty women and risk. This night, I got to experience all three. I’ve had sex with women I just met several times. Some started from an online ad, some I met in bars and clubs, and this one from a work conference.

 

My sales team was in a fairly large city on the east coast for a large sales conference with about 1000 sales reps from my region. On the last night, we all went out to party. I hopped from club to club to mingle with some of the people I knew from my training days. My last stop was at a bar next to the hotel on the way back to my room where I ended up chatting with some VP’s from one of our vendors. They kept buying me drinks (probably in hopes that I’d sale more of their products -which I did) and by the time the bar closed and we all stumbled back to the hotel across the street, I was pretty drunk.

She was (M)y best ever!

I'm sure you don't remember every sexual encounter you've ever had, but I'd guess you remember your best sex ever, right? Well my story is about my #1 blowjob and on of my top 5 sexual experience, with the same girl on the only two occasions we ever hooked up…..years apart from one another.

To start, I'd known this girl Steph through friends for a while, a very average looking girl, 5'7, thin, very fair white skin, dark brown hair. In one sense, she was an attractive girl, a daily yoga girl with not an ounce of extra fat, toned and firm in all the right places, but in another, she could REALLY use some sun and was the type to look a little better in a dark bar than she would the next morning. Anyway, we both ended up at a party for a work friend and before I knew it, I was shitcanned and decided to crash there vs driving drunk, and when the host went to head for bed, it looked like she was in the same boat. So our first contact of the night was discussing who was taking what couch to pass out on. That convo started some small talk, and I can't remember exactly how, but I think I mentioned that I was horny which, its turns out, she was too. We started talking about our mutual horniness, and as consensual adults with compatible sexual organs came to the very adult agreement that we could service each other and, ta-da, solve our mutual issues! It was really the weirdest situation ever, we discussed exactly what would happen, first I would go down on her, then she on my, then we'd both go to bed satisfied.

My boyfriend [23/m] and I [23/f] had angry sex for the first time the other night.

Just wow. It was the hottest sex I've ever had. To start from the beginning, I'll go back to tuesday night when i went out to grab drinks with some guy friends. Foolishly, I told my boyfriend I was with a girlfriend and he found out I lied. Anger and tears ensued, and I was left teetering on the edge for the next 24 hours wondering if he would be able to forgive my fuck up.

On Wednesday, I had the day off, so I spent it being depressed in bed. I was sleeping when he finally came home around midnight. I don't think he intended to wake me up, but while he was getting into bed, he twisted up his legs in mine. I wasn't expecting it, so I repositioned myself, giving him some space. He then grabbed my hand and started scratching my back, allowing me to snuggle into his collarbone/neck area.

Then, he wound his hand into my hair and forced my head back to start kissing me. The kisses were fervent and rough. Passionate. His tongue explored my lips and caressed my ear lobe. My teeth nibbled his neck and my lips nuzzled his jawbone.

Meeting for the First Time in a Year [M/F] Prelude

This story is lot of introduction with just a tease of the true wildness to come in the last few paragraphs. I do intend to finish, but the writing process is taking some time and I wanted to gauge interest. I'm definitely going to wrap up this story in another post, but if I get good feedback I may share some other stories I have. Feedback and constructive criticism more than welcome.

My name is Jack. I'm your typical young professional living in a pretty big city. 6'2 with a lean/athletic build (think swimmer). I'm a mixed-race guy with short black hair, brown eyes and light brown skin. Some say I have an intense look about my eyes, but my smile is very disarming. My jaw is covered in a perpetual five o'clock shadow.

I met Sarah about this time last year when she moved to my town for college. We matched up on tinder, met for lunch and had sex all within a 16 hour span. At the time, she was 18 and I was 27, but the age difference didn't phase either of us. We had an amazing chemistry that felt so effortless and natural. We met a few more times before business took me out of town for about a month. Unfortunately, she got herself into a relationship in that time, and I thought things were done between us. As it turns out, I was wrong.

[m]y first time with a [M]an

Back when i was 18 i was young and did stupid shit. I remember i was horny and didn't have a girlfriend at the time. I was tired of masturbating all the time, so i decided to go on the local craigslist m4m page and make a post about wanting someone to fuck me. Not 5 minutes later i had 10 replies. After weeding out the bots and tweakers i had one email left. It read: 47 Bi male, Daddy. After carefully exchanging a few more emails we decided that he would host at his house. But he had one condition. I had to wear women's clothes.

[F]un with [M]y Best Friend’s Younger Sister [Conclusion]

This is the conclusion of the story and it only directly involves a little bit of fucking from me. I hope you enjoy it. You can read the first two parts here:

Part 1 Part 2

After the first two times Emily and I hooked up we hadn’t gotten a chance to the rest of the summer. She was interning in her hometown and I was working full time. Also, I fully expected it to be a one (or two in this case) time thing. Also I didn’t want my friend to find out – not that he would really have a problem with it, but more so the fact it would be kind of awkward. So overall I wasn’t too disappointed that we didn’t hook up for the rest of the summer. And we kept in contact, texting and talking every once in awhile. I was okay with just being friends since that’s what we were originally to begin with.

The Penultimate Night of College and the Greatest Sex of my Life [M/F]

The following is probably going to be a long story, but it is one of the most amazing nights of my life and what made it so memorable are the details. I will try to be a succinct as possible.

It was my final semester in college. I was registered in a lot of easy courses including a classics course that covered the Iliad, Odyssey, Aeneid, etc. It was a small course, about 20 students in a small room. The professor would often launch into lengthy diatribes about the books we were reading so I would often tune out. Across the room from me sat Grace (not her real name obviously).

Grace was 20 years old, about 5 feet 7 inches tall, blonde hair, thin, she kinda looked like a mix between Keira Knightley and a young Jessica Lange. She was gorgeous. She had this beautiful innocence and sweetness to her. I was smitten. I would often find myself staring at her and occasionally she would catch me leering and I would look away.

I always hoped to run into her outside of class, so I could strike up a conversation. I bumped into her at a restaurant once but we only said hello in passing.

The Sex Student – Chains, Clamps and the Great Outdoors – Part 25 – (f+Mdom)

Ok so trying something a little new with the title… let me know if you like it :) Or anything else… like always please comment, message, upvote… etc :)


index of previous parts

Part 25

That week were midterms… which ended up being very easy somehow! So easy I thought I was missing something but my classmates all seemed to have the same opinion afterwards and our scores were all good (when we got them weeks later) so… yay! Amy and I went out to celebrate on Friday afternoon, only to find that almost everyone else was moping and tired. So went home and watched movies and sucked down a couple bottles of wine.

Saturday was cold and wet, winter was coming soon and wanted to remind every one. I went to Frank's at the normal time on the bus. He led me in and to the washroom, where an enema kit was waiting. I did everything, got good and dry, then went into the bedroom.

[f-m] Sex in the kitchen

“You gonna last until Monday night?” I said teasingly to my husband as I washed dishes at the kitchen sink. We try to make Monday nights our sex night no matter what, as Kelly works the graveyard shift, and Mondays are one of his nights off.

He walked into the kitchen and embraced me from behind. “Eh, yeah, you know. I’ll take it anytime.” He looked very masculine in his dark uniform, strong and sexy. There’s just something about my man in a uniform.

He was massaging my shoulders and neck so slowly and deeply, just the way he knows I love. Occasionally one of his hands would move down to my hip and rub into it. His kitchen massages turn me on so much; his strong body pressed into the back of mine as I wash dishes. Something almost therapeutic about it for me.

“That feels so good, baby,” I purred. He kissed the side of my neck, and I turned my head to meet his lips. He slowly sucked on my bottom lip, sending shivers through me. A moan escaped from my throat.