(M)y male on male experience

I have always considered myself a straight male. Before last summer, I had been with a total of 5 girls. My last girlfriend and I were together for a few years, and she wanted to wait until marriage to have sex.

After we broke up, I was in a huge funk, not knowing where I was in life. A few months passed and a few tinder dates with girls, and I had heard jokingly about this app called Grindr. At first I was tentative – I had experimented with my prostate alone before, but never really went further than a plug.

After a few conversations, I met up with this guy at his house. I am 6'4", and he was maybe 5'2". We began slowly, just making out. I found that he was a bit aggressive, so I took his hand and put it on my crotch. I was just wearing some gym shorts, so he could tell that I was hard as a rock.

He slid me to the edge of his bed and got on his knees. After stroking me for a while, he started using his mouth on me. To this day it's the best blowjob I've ever had. Men just know what men want!

Nympho Cu[m]slut Girl[F]riend RETURNS!

I've written about my ex-girlfriend Kerry before, but now I have a fresh story to tell! I haven't spoken to her in about 10 years. We dated on and off (mostly on. . .) for about 7 years starting in HS and through college, and then had a FWB/booty call relationship while being best friends for years after college. However, at that point, I had missed my chance to marry her and knew we were never really going to get back together as a couple, so when I met my now wife and started dating her, I had to break things off with Kerry. It was too hard to be so close but not together and it worked out better for both of us to get some space, so we could find our spouse or even be open to a long-term relationship. So I said my peace to her and cut off communication and haven't looked back (other than remembering/fantasizing about some of the crazy things we did to/with each other).

The other day, I went on Facebook to check out my feed and noticed that there was a message in my inbox. I clicked over to the inbox and a message from Kerry was waiting. Her message was short and quick:

The Girl Next Door, Chapter 4 [M/F]

Our neighborhood was big on block parties. During the Summer months after the sun went down on the weekends it wasn't unusual for a spontaneous BBQ or pool party to break out at somebody's house. Texts would be sent around and people would start filtering in and before you knew it there was a full-on party in progress.

On this weekend I found myself in the backyard of a neighbor, sipping on a margarita and leaning back from a paper plate that held the remnants of smoked brisket and potato salad. The conversation at the table was a lively one, apparently a few of the neighbors played in the same poker tournament earlier in the day and they all had war stories about it.

Secret Slut Adventures (F/M) along Lake Michigan Part 1

I have shared stories before, but here is a little about me.

All of my friends and family believe I am very prim and proper. I go to church, rarely date and dress very conservatively. However, I like to go away on weekend trips to let out my secret slutty side.

Last weekend I went a few hours away to the shores of Lake Michigan. It is beautiful in the Summer. I had arranged a date for Friday night with an older man through Adult Friend Finder. We went out for a nice dinner and drinks. I wore my shortest skirt and lowest cut top to show off my legs and give everyone a nice view of my cleavage. This was exactly what he was expecting based on our conversations online.

During dinner I frequently dropped off one of my shoes and ran it up his leg to his inner thigh. I was not close enough to get any higher, but it was still doing the trick. I would lean way over so he could see down my top and was generally acting like a dirty slut. A few glasses of wine helped that for sure.

drug dealer bf fucks me in the ass outside (m/f)

He said we had to wait till it was one of those hot summer nights, the ones where you can wear just a t-shirt till three in the morning, and that day he told me it finally was. He’d wait till after dinner, until it was dark and quiet, and he’d take me out for a walk to a secret place where he’d push my skirt up and fuck me in the ass.

We had already fucked that afternoon, round one he called it, and he was putting lube on his fingers and slipping them in and out of my ass while he fucked me, pushing one of my legs flat against the bed and holding the other one up against my shoulder, but he was just teasing me, getting me ready. He said it was only going to be pussy for round one.

Mike’s shoulders always looked so big and strong when he was on top of me, everyone said he had shoulders like a linebacker. He had freckles all over his body and the bluest eyes that made girls hang all over him and that cocky kind of drug dealer swagger that would turn to sweet kindness in a second. It was irresistible. After he came he closed my legs back together and told me to get ready for dinner.

Its just sex [m/f]

The girl of my dream was in front of me standing their with her black lingerie in my hotel room. She is my first and also be my 2nd time to have sex with.

Her beautiful japanese white smooth skin glimmering in the light. Her A cup size breast ,cute face, and slim petite body. All I could do was stare at her in awestruck. She was gorgeous and all mine. As she undressed she snapped me outta my state and told me to undress as well. I no doubt oblige.

As she walk past me to the shower her sweet flowery perfume intoxicated me for moment. She had me at that very point in time. I was infatued by her essence and body. I was being seduced and I enjoyed every moment of it.

We got into to the shower together. The warm water sprayed across her body and mine. I held her and drowned in her sweet flower essence. She grabbed some body soap and lather it onto my chest and erect penis. She stroked my penis slowly at first. I grunted a little bit and whisper her name aya-chan.

The Rugby Player. Part III (finale) [f/m]

Thanks everyone for the comments and feedback. I sincerely appreciate it. But for now here's the finale of this one. Part I Part II


The next day I had a bit of a spring in my step. Grinning ear to ear over the exhilaration of the night before, even the thought of moving couldn't get me down (and I DETEST moving). My friend and I said goodbye to my family and got on the road for the last 4 hour leg of our drive to my new city. We arrived and found my adorable rental in a bit of a mess and started cleaning, went to the grocery store, all terribly unsexy things but my mind was still rehashing every moment from the night before. I couldn't help but think of running into Billy again. My friend knew, I couldn't hide my curiosity, she kept catching me smiling to myself and finally suggested that we head to the bars later to celebrate our arrival.

I guess I’ll (M) take the (F)riend…

A few years back I'd gone out to the bar with some friends, and an acquaintance who coached girls soccer at a local college brought his grad assistant, Cori, out to the bar with him. Cori was 23, blonde and pretty in that girl-next-door sort of way. She could roll out of the house without makeup and still catch your eye. And on top of that we was a pretty cool girl, so I was after her from the start. I was hitting on her all night and trying to fight my way in, but my acquaintance had warned her about his friends and she was heeding his advice. So I was absolutely elated when, finally at the end of the night, after dancing and making her laugh and doing everything I could think of, she gave in and gave me her number!!

After the requisite 3 days, I called her and we agreed to meet up Sunday afternoon of Memorial Day weekend. However, in the part of the story where I am a raging asshole, I may have lost track of time on that particular Sunday doing a fine bit of day drinking. I raced to get the bar we were supposed to me at, and was down right proud when I got there 15 min early….albeit wearing a tank top and board shorts and good deal past the legal limit (though I walked there to be clear).

Memorial Day Weekend [M/F]

I booked us into a beachfront bed and breakfast for Memorial Day weekend. The mornings were fucking followed by brunch. The evenings were fucking followed by a snuggle until sleep. At night, his arm stretched and folded. The hand tucked between his head and the pillow. The elbow pointed up. I sunk into the hollow. My fingers brushed his torso, the hairy chest, the paunch he needs weeks in the gym to remedy, the forest of his pubis. The penis was half hard and wet with sperm and pussy. My lips pecked the underarm, which also bore his scent.


We walked along the strand. The waves broke against our shins. Wanting to be nearer to the sunset, I hazarded the frigid water to the depth of my waist. He shuffled in behind me. Though soft, the cock was substantial in his trunks. He imposed it between the hemispheres of my buttocks. The ocean pushed my body backward. My bikini bottom was red with gold trim. It showed the cheeks but was otherwise modest. His hand slipped in the front. Under lycra, the fingers reached for cunt. In our room, I went down on him before he showered and tasted sea salt on his prick. Before the point of no return, he extricated himself from my mouth. Because he set the temperature arctic, I waited my turn to bathe.

Funny story from high school summer (M/F)

Ok, this is my first time posting and I'm going to give you some back story so you could get a better picture. At the time I had just graduated high school but I was still 17 and the girl I'm talking about was 18, we met in high school, same grade. I'm a Hispanic mix but I look white (Italian looking) and she was Hispanic mix too but was brown, very brown at times. We later were in a relationship but at this point we were just hooking up, still seeing other people.

Like I said we had both graduated and were messing around during the summer before we went to college. I would go see her during the week days while she was babysitting her sister and sometimes other kids from the neighborhood. We'd make out while the kids were playing on the playground and then when she'd put the kids down for a nap, we'd go to her room and really mess around. So this day went like any other, we took the kids to the park, we came back to her house and she put them down for their nap (the kids were all under 2 years old).