The turfs always greener on the other side? (M/F)

The turfs always greener on the other side? (M/F)

This is the story of my friend Jen and takes place back in my sophomore year of college about 8 years ago.

Jen and I had grown up going to all of the same schools from 1st grade forward. We would were never really good friends but would occasionally hang out as part of larger groups and got along just fine. She was always a decent looking girl but nothing to write home about. That was, until our junior year of high school. My buddies and I would joke later on that you could almost point at a calendar and note the exact day the Jen got hot. Let me describe her: Jen was tallish, 5’9″ or so, probably 120lbs, long legs terminating at a tight round butt, long dark hair, pert B cups and freckles.

All sounds good right? One major problem; she was in a long term relationship, something around 3 years with a guy who wasn’t even close to in her league. He was a couple years older and looked like Shrek. More importantly perhaps was the fact that I had zero game. None. Not even a little.

Threeso[m]e [f][m] turns into [f]oursome, back into threesome. Part 1

So about a year ago, I had what is easily one of the top 5 most memorable sexual experiences of my life. Just a warning, this is long, detailed, and has a backstory. Worth the read, I think, but definitely long.

A little background. This was over a year ago. At the time I was 24 and had just broken up with someone I’d been dating for a while. I had a really good job and lived in a really nice loft in downtown Dallas by myself.

Given that I felt I was in prime bachelor circumstances, I decided to make the best of it right away, and get over my ex in the most naked way possible.

I immediately signed up for OkCupid, Tinder, and a few other things. Spending just enough time on my profiles to make them look attractive (didn’t hurt that I’ve been told I’m fairly good looking), I decided I’d at least have a chance to get a fairly cute date or something.

After two days, I found a few girls who I was chatting with, but nothing serious. One of them was a really cute 4’11 90lbs 20 year old brunette who was in an open relationship and wanting to “hang out” with other guys. We’ll call her Tara.

Me, my friend, and her husband (MFF)

Here is another true story from when I was married. It’s funny I actually had sex with more people when I was married because my ex was into swinging. But while we had a few good times, it caused a lot of problems. But this night I am going to write about was a solid 10/10!

My husband and I found a sexy married couple who we would hook up with. We will call them John and Cristy. They were both good looking, we used to tease them because they were both shorter than us too. All 4 of us are Latinos. John was about 5’7, lean and muscular. I loved that he was uncut, that has become a fetish of mine. Cristy was hot, super smooth skin, straight soft hair, big boobs and always a shaved pussy. A very sweet girl too, we were very close friends too. The best part of John and Cristy was how solid they were as a couple. They loved each other very much, watching them fuck each other was like a live porno.

Met him at the Canyon [F+M]

I broke up with my most recent girlfriend actually almost 2 months ago to the date, but we have only managed to not see each other for spans of 2 weeks. One week we don’t talk, then eventually one of us breaks, then we decide to meet up for whatever reason and then we started to fuck again after we broke up.

The first couple of times we fucked again were HOT as fuck and will soon have their own entry, however that hot sex only lasted like 3 different occasions. Then it started feeling like it felt towards the end of our relationship, so I decided to end end things. I gave her a long letter explaining why after I gave her that letter I was going to disappear from her life. I wanted her to know my reasons and not think I’m some asshole. I wrote the letter on a Wednesday even though I was barely gonna give it to her that Friday or Saturday. When I went to hang out with her that Friday night, from my end, it was the last Friday ever, so I tried to make it special. But in order to make sure I did give her the letter, I posted an ad looking for a guy who’d fuck me that Saturday night. The guy I ended up picking was one who had a huge cock.

[Mf] Kaylee the Sister-in-Law Pt. 1

My sister in law Kaylee is a freshmen this year at a Texas college. Everything is bigger in Texas, especially the public colleges and my SIL is from a small town.

Growing up she was the prettiest girl in her grade. Kaylee was a soccer player and watching her last few seasons I got to see her senior teammates dress down to sports bras with their little pokies after sweating all game. Very nice. But when my SIL turned 18. Holy shit. It was like a veil came off.

She gets my dick really hard. I don’t know if she knows it or not but she does tease the shit out of me. She has really sexy bikinis and added me on IG and Phhhoto so I get to see a lot of her pics. She loves to stick her ass out and bend forward to show her round B-cups. She also loves showing off her flat sexy tummy with a little outie belly button.

She comes over sometimes and watches the Voice with my wife and I- always in short jogger shorts or tight leggings. I’ve seen the bottoms of her cheeks often and sometimes can see her bush when she hasn’t shaved. Each time I really, really want to lay my hands on her.

Tried to do a DP at my first orgy the summer before junior year in college [MMFF]

Long time reader, first time poster. I’ve got a bunch of sex stories that I’ve been hesitant to write, but fuck it right? Ok, to the story…

This was many years ago during the summer going into my junior year of college. I was back home getting drunk at a good friends house as we often did during the hot days b/c she has AC. This was the north east and it gets muggy and hot. We basically had 15 people over, but most everyone left by 1:AM and she had gone to bed. Her parents weren’t home either, which is why so many people were over.

So it’s me, my best friend Jake and two of our close friends Kat and Mel. The four of us had been friends for a while, but I had never thought about either of the two in a sexual way. Kat and I had actually hated each other earlier in HS, but somehow came to be able to stand each other’s company while with friends. Mel had always had a thing for Jake. In fact, every girl had a thing for Jake. He’s no taller than I, around 5’8. But he’s cute and nice. I’m not sure how I would describe myself. I’ve always battled with self esteem issues, but have been called attractive. I am athletic (I was on the track team and played football) but very opinionated. So I didn’t always get along with everyone. Kat was cute, more of an average girl, a few extra pounds. Mel was a butter face. Great body, good personality.

A super short tease [F/M]

There was something carnivorous in his eyes. A long lost predatory gleam awakened in genetic memory by me. Perhaps I’d brag if I hadn’t trembled. I was dressed for my own kill. A maroon dress finished with a short pleated bottom. I had wished to play the role of the huntress but that look told me at once that I was the hunted.

The coy touching and playful glances at my bare legs sent shivers up my spine. Those eyes, I thought, were playing a game that I had laid out in elegant precision. This was chess and I was three moves ahead.

His clothes came off and I licked my teeth in anticipation. A curled finger and I drew him to me as if I pulled a string. So clever, I was, a powerful woman with my claws in this man. His lips and tongue played against mine in a chivalrous embrace. Not too hard, not too soft. Unlike his cock that was growing beneath my finger tips. That was growing harder by the second.

Bi Hooker, Bye Crook Part 3 [MMF] [Blkmail] [Sextape]

It was the usual boring Monday for Helen. The reviled one had left customarily early with the usual lack of any attempt at communication. The house and time were her own to do as she pleased. So why did she feel like a prisoner in this multi-million dollar mansion? Time, she sighed reminding herself and routine, too much of both. She’d met a young, handsome, passionate politics major out to change the world and ended up with a jaded, right wing office robot, content to mete out the days in comfortable party anonymity, free to take on multiple meaningless corporate directorships that took him all round the country and out of her life.

The spark had died years ago but they were comfortable in their distanced marriage. Dinner and sex on special occasions only and they got on with their lives in their own way. Safe in the financial security that his position bestowed and the public image of a stable married family man. She knew he fucked around on his “business trips” and she screwed whoever she felt like when he was away. The unwritten rule was not to rub it in the others face.

Looking for a story

About a dude who’s girlfriend is 26 and they live together. Some brat 18 year old moved in next door. He comes to the door and knocks and tells the boyfriend he wants to fuck her. The bf and GF sit there and put him down and make fun of him till he pipes up saying “I bet I got a bigger dick” the gf laughs and challenges him. The bf is forced to pull his pants down along with the teen. When she sees what the teen is packing everything changes and she fucks him right there in front of the bf. I think the story is fairly new but I can’t seem to find it.

Starting an affair with a blow job. Help me get it right.

“Do you like dirty talk?”

I nod before taking a slow sip from my iced coffee. Running my tongue against the straw, I think about what his cock will taste like. He tells me he wants to lick my pussy. The woman at the next table turns her head and stares at us. This isn’t a conversation we should be having in Starbucks. It isn’t a conversation we should be having at all. We are married to other people.

But I can’t stop it. I don’t want it to stop. I want him to rub his face, his beard against my pussy. I need him to make all of the smooth parts of me rough. We go outside and walk around the back of the building looking for privacy.

“The thing I want to do to you will take hours,” he says as he pulls me into a secluded alcove.

We don’t have hours. People know our schedules, they expect us to be in certain places at certain times. He pushes me against a wall and kisses me hard. I bite his lip, gently. We can’t leave any marks on each other’s bodies, but I want him to. I want him to bite my neck and slap my ass.