Not my first [m/f/m] threesome, but memorable.

Well, this isn’t strictly speaking my first threesome, but a damn memorable one…

My partner, Fran, and I discovered that we liked to play almost by accident. But I do say almost. We meet in a nightclub; Fran was with another guy. We flirted, and the next time we saw each other, at the same club a week later, we went home together.

It was obvious that we both liked fucking. That was all we did. It was also obvious that Fran liked the nightlife, almost more than me. She always wore tiny skirts and tight tops. She also loved to dance and flirt. I should mention that we live in Sydney, Australia. It is generally pretty hot so wearing a minimum is the norm. Also the nightlife is great, and doesn’t close. We are late night people.

Anyway Fran and I, both liked each other, but had made no commitment to each other. It was fine to see other people. This sentiment was never expressed, but it underlay our relationship. Like many men, I wasn’t (and perhaps still aren’t) that good at commitment. I had been married, and was enjoying my single freedom.

That time I finally got through to my bestfriend [m/f]

Ok, so, I'm a guy who never really had any girlfriends, or sexual relationships. It wasn't that I was awkward around girls, because I sometimes got along with them a lot better than I did with boys, it just never seemed to happen.

There was one girl called Katie, who I had been really good friends with since preschool. She was perfect. Everything about her was perfect, to me at least. The most gorgeous face, incredible body, unreal legs and a truly amazing ass. I've never seen an ass like hers.

We once 'dated' back when we were really young, so it wasn't anything real, but since then I've always fancied her, it was just never the other way around. Sadly, she moved schools from me, but we lived like a road away, so I thought we'd still be great friends and always see each other. This never happened either.

I would try and text her and spark up conversations but she would just give one word answers, as if she didn't even want to know me anymore, and it fucking hurt because I had now decided that after not seeing her for so long, that I was in love.

Girls on tour[m/f]

This happened a couple of weeks ago and what started as just a couple of drinks with a male buddy of mine Tim turned out to be a night I’ll remember for a long time.

I live in a city in the midlands area of the UK. The city is popular with stag and hen parties as there are plenty of activities to do as well as great nightlife. It was a Friday and I got a text from Tim asking if I wanted to meet for some food and have a beer as I hadn’t seen him for a while.

We met early evening and went for some dinner, on the table next to us were six women who were having a great time and were clearly there celebrating one of the girls' birthdays. When we’d finished our food one of them asked me to take a couple of photos of them and this was my ‘in'. I asked them what they were doing, where they were from etc… they told me they were from the south west of England about 150 miles away and they were here for the weekend celebrating one of the girls’ 30th birthday. They asked where was good to go and we chatted to them about what they wanted/liked and suggested a few places they should visit and then Tim offered us up as tour guides for the night and they agreed.

The Girl all the Bad Guys want (m/f)

I'd been hearing about a woman called Amy who wouldn't let any of my friends anywhere near her. I was told all kinds of things about her – how self important she was, how much she talked about herself, how much she thought of herself. They set her up as unconquerable.

That suited me. I wasn't going to try my luck. In that group of friends, I was the physically imposing one they hid behind when a night's drinking turned argumentative. I'm tall, hairy and while not especially muscular or well built, people don't want to make me angry. I'm not a looker, either.

I came back to my home town after working away for a while and met Amy, and her housemate Paul, on my first night back in the pub. Amy was a blonde and blue eyed swimmer from Up North. She was average height, entirely flat chested, slightly clumsy and she laughed easily. I asked her lots of questions, she answered them, we had a bit of a giggle. She mentioned her boyfriend several times, which solved at least one mystery.

I just wanted to hang out with someone, honest. [M20/F22]

Getting sick of all these fake ass stories with 8 inch dicks that "aren't that big". Shut the fuck up you erotic fiction mother fucker and listen up to a real story with all the shitty parts.

It was December 2013, I had broken with my girlfriend of 3 years only a month prior and was feeling extremely lonely. I've always been kind of a mushy guy, and there was this girl, Lynn, whom I'd had a huge crush on ever since I met her when I was 17.

With a whiskey bottle in hand I sent her a message on Facebook:

"Lynn, this is going to come off as strange but frankly I couldn't care less. I've had a huge crush on you for years, and I was wondering if you'd like to hang out at my place and share a few drinks over some friendly conversation." I swear to god I didn't want to have sex, I was just lonely and I knew she lived near by.

Weeks went by and I forgot I sent the message. I ended up hooking up with a high school friend named Miley. We both had a dry spell, we both needed it, so we fucked. Story for another time.

[F]inding a sleeping [M]an in my bed

I sigh with relief as I finally get my key into the lock, turning it and pushing open the front door to our apartment, and I step inside hurriedly, dropping my bags

unceremoniously as I close the door behind me. I kick off my shoes and hang up my coat, then stretch grandly as I finally let myself relax, another long day of work

over.

"I'm hooooome!" I call out, despite the small size of our apartment making it readily apparent that I was home alone. Intent on taking advantage of this situation, I

decide to pour myself a glass of wine and run a bath so that I can really relax and unwind.

I head into the bathroom and start the bath, then make my way into the kitchen, casually undoing the buttons of my green blouse as I do, and I let it hang open,

exposing my smooth stomach and my simple black bra. Pouring myself a glass of wine, I pad back across the apartment, checking on the tub and shutting off the water,

Update: Sister in-law trouble.

You can check my post history for the background info on this.

Shortly after I posted yesterday I decided to hop in the shower. I told myself it was to clear my head, subconsciously I think it was hoping Sue would come home during and find me there. She didn't. I got out, threw on so relaxing clothes and took it as a sign I need to talk to Sue about what's going. I paced and wandered around the house waiting to hear Sues car and after about an hour she pulled in the driveway.

I watched her out the window sit in her car and check her phone. I panicked wondering if I should head for the door, wait in a room I know she'll be in or see if she finds me. I decided to go to her and made it as far as the landing on the stairs. I heard her come in and froze.

My roommate and I had a threesome with a lawyer this weekend… He is in an open marriage.

We went to go visit my roommates family in Houston this weekend and while we were there, we decided to go out Friday night. I'm 18 and she's 21. I lost my fake, the only clubs that would allow 18+ there, were 2 gay clubs. My roommate happens to be bi and she was looking to meet a girl anyways. We had a lot of fun and I wanted my roommate to have a good time. We met a group of guys who were mostly gay.. One of them though had a ring on his finger and my roomie whispered in my ear that he was married. However, we kept talking and he was extremely nice/funny. We left the club where we met them and he walked us out and gave us his phone number in case we needed anything, he lived in the neighborhood. My roomie and I ended up at another club but shortly after we got bored and called the lawyer, told him we were coming over, and 10 min later we arrived at his place. While making conversation at his place we learned that his wife is an opera singer and he has a daughter. His wife often leaves town for several months due to her career and for that they have a "don't ask don't tell" policy. That made us feel better about wanting to hookup with a married man. BTW I had never done this before. My roommate who is bi started kissing me and since I was a bit drunk I went along with all that happened. I told the lawyer to have sex with my roommate and he kept kissing me while they did that.. Then my roommate and the lawyer took turns eating me out.. I was totally scared to eat my roommate out but I did it anyway.. And it wasn't too bad. I did it for like 10 seconds because I had no idea what I was doing but she didn't care that much. Until this point I still hadn't had actual sex with the lawyer, but I did make him cum by giving him a blow job. After the lawyer finished having sex with my roommate, she passed out on the couch (this all took place in the living room) The lawyer and I cuddled under a blanket and started watching American horror story while suddenly I got really horny again… I was determined this time, that I was going to fuck him. And he picked me up and we did it on his (and his wife's) bed. the next day he bought us dinner and we repeated the night again. Just FYI I've only had sex with 4 people, 2 of whom I had a long term relationships with.. This was a brand new experience but the sex was great and I'm really proud of myself for letting my guard down a little bit, you could say it was a crazy wild weekend.

My[20/M] first time with a thick girl[20/F] [Part II]


This is the second part of my story posted here, and the last part of what happened that night. Just as a recap, I’m Mike, about 5’11” and 130lbs on a good day. Dark brown hair that’s usually in a fauxhawk-esque poof, hazel eyes, and big lips. I know it’s cliché for this subreddit, but I’m a little under 6.5”, and I curve up some. Thea was a girl I met online (OKCupid, if you care). She was 5’ 8”, with C or D cup boobs. Dark, frizzy hair, gorgeous face, and wore glasses.


Thea and I loaded our blankets up into the back of my car. We were still slightly on our high from banging each other, and we didn’t want the night to end so early. I looked around on my phone at the map, looking for a place that would be out of the way, but I wasn’t familiar with that part of town, so I asked her to navigate. As we drove, we talked about things that turned us on. She was very into bondage and discipline, whereas I had been in a very tame relationship previously. I told her I’d try anything once, and she quickly agreed that so would she. We were quiet for a moment, and then she asked if we could try anal. I had lube, so I told her as soon as we found a place to park I would be happy to oblige.

The afternoon swim (mmf) got us hot (mf)

I have to admit I'm running out of true stories that result in strictly 'wild' sex but still have a few wild experiences that get me off thinking about, so perhaps some of you readers may as well. I've alluded to this happening in past posts but only briefly described the situation.

So my ex-turned-FWB, Cass, lost a bet that she proposed and owed me a few favours. One of those was going topless at a public beach with a friend of mine along for the show. She had gone topless at the beach quite a few times in the past for me, but always insisted it was somewhere she would not run into someone we knew. The prospect of this trip had her quite nervous, though a little excited as well.

I only knew two friends that I considered 'depraved' enough to knowingly participate in this. One of those she found "sexually repulsive" so that left just one candidate, Paul. I called him up and explained the situation. He'd met Cass quite a few times in the past and turned out was especially keen to cop an eyeful of her DD's. So it was set – he'd meet us in the car park of the beach the following weekend.