I’m too young for sex :( pt. 26 [mf]

Sam never called on Saturday and when I called her it just went to voicemail. I considered calling Simon to see if she was okay, but I didn’t want to seem too needy. Then my world came apart at 8:17 Sunday morning while I was eating breakfast alone.

*Senator Samuel Green, the author of the controversial bill to reverse the 2015 Supreme Court ruling that legalized marriage for homosexuals, has died today along with his family in a plane crash just outside of Washington, D.C.*

The television reporter kept speaking, but a buzzing in my head drowned out his words. I stared at the picture of a much younger Sam with her family on the screen while my breakfast churned in my stomach. I sat there after the story ended with a spoon in my hand and my cereal turning to mush in the bowl.

I don’t know how long I sat there, but I eventually got up to put my bowl in the sink. I went upstairs, past Joe still sleeping in his room. When I pulled some shorts out of my dresser, I saw the empty space in the drawer I’d prepared for Sam. I shut the drawer slowly and pulled the shorts on under my t-shirt.

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Eden’s Midnight Train Ride [mf][exh]

Ever since Eden watched a couple having sex on a subway train on her commute home at midnight, she wanted to do the same. And when the same man, a devilishly handsome bad boy, caught her watching and told her to dress in lingerie under her coat and meet him on the platform at mid-night a week from that day, she laughed him off. But here she was, waiting for him on the subway platform, dressed in a black bra, panties and stocking beneath her winter coat on a snowy December night. She adjusted the coat, cinching the belt around her waist before wrapping her cashmere scarf around her neck. Her snatch was cold, hit with the cold updrafts seeping into her coat as she made her way down the subway steps to the near empty platform. She looked for him but didn’t see her and suddenly felt ridiculous being half naked beneath her coat. Then heard footsteps coming down the stairs and turned to see him. This is crazy. She doesn’t even know his name.

In Bed With New Friends [mfmf]

It was our last night at the bed and breakfast inn in the snowy mountains of Lake Tahoe. My husband, Lee and I stayed in our rustic bedroom, snuggled under the covers with deli sandwiches and glasses of wine. Beneath the twinkling pixie lights the inn keeper strung above our headboard, we huddled under the blankets to watch a movie on Lee’s tablet as the rooms didn’t have TVs but had Wi-Fi. I cuddled my head onto my husband’s t-shirt covered chest, as I rubbed my naked leg against his. Both of us naked below the waist. There was a knock at our door. We both looked up from the screen.

Lee answered with, “Enter.”

The door creaked open. My mouth nearly dropped when the incredibly hot couple we met in the hot tub opened the door. Steve, dressed only in pajama bottoms entered with a bottle of cognac, two glasses, and his wife in tow. Shana was dressed in a pink cotton sleep shirt that skimmed her thighs. She glanced around the rustic room which was so different than the others before her eyes settled upon me and Lee reclined against the headboard propped up on pillows.

[FM] As requested, here’s the story of my first sexual experience.

Since people asked, here is the story of my very first sexual experience. I commented on a post about a cousins-story and people were curious about mine. Here it is:
Now, I did already kiss and do hand stuff at that point. Also, I would lose my virginity only a few months later. In-between the two, there’s this story.

I started experiencing masturbation not long before this happened. My cousin and me weren’t too close at the time, we spent 2-3 weeks together during summer and that was it. So one summer, we’re at my uncle’s place near the lake and as usual the entertainment consisted in fishing, bbq, hiking etc. It was all pretty nice but when you’re a teenager it may get boring. Anyway, one day I notice a dirt spot when I pick up a new pair of underwear. I smell it: it’s white and it wasn’t coming from me. It was weird but I didn’t pay much attention to it.

O[m]egle [F]riendship

It was 11 PM, a usual tradition of mine is to go on Omegle around those witching hours, a lot of girls and gays were unusually on at that time, usual sex talks and such ensued but it never really turned me on but then there was this one girl who seemed interesting as she is an Instructor at a provincial campus of the most prestigious University in my country, we talked a lot about Computer Science *I’m a Senior Developer* and some rare instances of teasing, things heated up a bit but I was sleepy so I said that we should exchange facebook accounts and that began our quite naughty journey to hooking-up.

Few days later after we’ve exchanged facebook accounts, I haven’t heard from her so I decided to PM her as she still hadn’t accepted me on facebook, she told me that she was quite busy with her exams on her graduate degree but she apologized which I was fine with as I have my own life to deal with also.

[F]ir[M] with a Friend

Before I got married, I was working with an attorney in Dallas. I was his investigator. I wasn’t in the office very often, but would stop by a few times a week to get an expense check or pick up a few files. As usual, there were several girls that worked in there and they were always gossiping about something it seemed.

One Thursday afternoon, I stopped by the office around 4:30 and most everyone was packing up to head home. I wander around for a while and I start to head out when I see Mandy crying at her desk. Mandy is probably 30 years old but she’s the biggest girl of the group. I’d guess she was right at 200 lbs, maybe a little more. I walk over to her desk and ask if she’s ok. She seems startled and tries to act like nothing was wrong. It’s obvious she’s upset so I calm her down and sit down to show her I’m truly interested in what’s wrong. She finally tells me that she had a date planned with a guy tonight that she’d gone out with a few times, but he just called to cancel the date and said that he didn’t want to see her anymore. He gave her some bullshit about being too busy at work.

I lost my virginity to my roommate’s GF [FM] (Part 1)

During my first year of college I lived in the dorms on campus. I was still a virgin at this point, I had one girlfriend during high school but we never went all the way, only ever doing oral a couple of times. My dorm room was small, with only a small wall dividing my bed and my roommate’s bed, and even then I could still see about half, maybe only a third of his bed (we both had our beds set up so our heads were on the end that was blocked, so we weren’t staring at each other when trying to sleep). My roommate, Tristan, was alright. He wasn’t really loud or obnoxious, kinda messy but not too bad, friendly but not intrusive. We mostly kept to ourselves, but he would keep his TV on all the time, usually a little (sometimes a lot) louder than necessary, he would always chew gum, loudly, and would mumble to himself a lot (minor annoyances, but as the school year progressed they became worse, along with some other things). But for the most part he was an ok roommate, he could’ve been a lot worse. He was also a football player, but not like a super jocky and in your face kind of one though, it seemed like he just did it for something to do.

Making my sister inlaw my slut [mf] [non con] [oral] [anal]

I don’t know where to start really, my mind is still trying to catch up with the events that led me here. You see I’m laying here with a very beautiful woman’s naked body clinging tightly to me but its not my wife, it’s my sister in law. I guess I should start from the beginning and explain how I ended up in her house anyway. Recently I became unemployed and couldn’t find a new job in my area, its not easy finding a new job at 48 when your job history is in something as obsolete as textile. My wife’s sister, we’ll call her Caroline, called my wife and told her about a potential job near her that made decent pay. I’m not sure if it was my wife wanting me to get the job or her just wanting me out of the house but she suggested I go stay with her sister to see if I could get the job. Not having much say I in the matter I did as she asked and packed a few bags to go stay with her.