Graduation Sex [M/F]

When I finished up my Master’s, the pomp and circumstance of graduation was the least exciting happening on my mind. I was just glad to be fucking done. So while grad school graduation was a departmental requirement, my stomach wasn’t filled with butterflies, I wasn’t really saying goodbye to any educational friends, and I wasn’t misty eyed over the prospect of my future.

Alright, fuck that, I was definitely a little emotionally fearful over the fork in the road that was pursuing a PhD or entering the professional arena. I had given myself that weekend to go on an alcoholic bender and just relax following one last arduous semester of teaching and research. As every undergrad and their mother threw their caps into the air, I was just glad that whatever small talk I was forcing myself through with my fellow higher learning compatriots was whittling away. My knockoff polo was itching on my neck, and my jeans were…well…jeans and uncomfortable. Perhaps I should have went through the extra effort of dressing up. That seemed to be what every undergrad did. Read more »

The Stud That Got us all Off

This past weekend, I was in a friend’s wedding. I arrived late on Thursday night, later then everyone else, so I checked into my hotel and planned for bed. I got ready for bed and as I did could hear my neighbors getting it on. I thought to my self how much that girl was enjoying herself. She was making all kinds of noises as she was having what seemed the time of her life. I thought to my self, wow as I feel asleep.

I woke up and had breakfast with my friend and her bridesmaids. She knew I was down about breaking up with my boyfriend. She said she wanted to introduce me to one of the groomsmen, Jake, who was the groom’s good friend. She said he was hot and funny and also told me she dated him before meeting her fiance. She mentioned how he was one of the best lays she ever had.

One of the other bridesmaids came down late, her hair a mess and had a big smile on her face. My friend Jenny said, “omg you were with jake werent, you?” She said, “Yes, you were right about him”, they both laughed. I then realized this girl, Aimme, was the girl I heard last night and she was with this Jake guy. Read more »

Hot, crazy fun at the sketchy massage place…Part 1 (m/f)

True story I can verify via PMs.

I was browsing backpages and a “body rubs” place was advertising a new girl, Avery, who is 20, a smoking hot girl with dark hair, curvy ass, and a cute face. When you read between the lines, the ad basically says we will jerk you off if you give us tips! I was very skeptical that she would give me a BJ or even jerk me off, even though I’m handsome and have cash to burn. I wondered how these places don’t get shut down and how they screen for police. I decided to try it out and see if Avery even existed.

 

So, first I called and made an appointment. I was supposed to meet my wife and friends right after work to go to a concert. I was worried about traffic and showing up late so I just took a half day. A girl told me that Avery was in today and I set an appointment up for 1:30pm.

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The Queen of Clubs [F/m Femdom, Tease & Denial, Foot Worship]

Hey, wrote this story over the last few weeks, it’s a sort of reject-then-torment scenario. Based loosely on a real night and real characters, good dose of comedy included as well.

Linking to the thread instead of posting it here as Reddit’s formatting – particularly the lack of blank-line paragraph breaking – in my view makes reading a long story a real eystrain.

http://www.orgasmdenial.com/forums/showthread.php?t=13636

Enjoy, and if you have any comments or suggestions, comment either here or in the thread at OD, as I’ll use such suggestions in future stories – have three or four in the pipeline at the moment!

[MF] Average

 Pete’s your average kid. Not too tall, not too short, pretty smart. Now Allie on the other hand, his neighbor, is a completely different story. Pete and Allie grew up right next-door to each other. I mean so close that Pete could tell you everything that Allie did in her house and when she did it, that’s how close their house were. And when I say he could tell you anything, I mean anything! 

     It was just another average Friday night for  Pete. You would that think being on the lacrosse team would be worth something. Friday nights should be booked. But they never were. Allie was always going out. Sometimes even sneaking out. Pete was a good kid. Now don’t get me wrong Allie was too. It was always the same thing Friday nights, Allie would be getting dressed to go to one of those lame ass parties that Pete despised. Pete could tell you her whole routine for going out on a Friday night.  Read more »

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The Night I Took My Cousins Best Friends Virginity On The Roof Of A Dock [Long] (m/f)

So a little background, My cousin and I are really close despite her living a couple states away. This week we decided we were going to turn up at her lake house with a bunch of friends.Immediately curiosity made me ask if Ali would be there. A question my cousin was used to me asking as Ali and I had a history of being flirty and making out a few times but never following through due to either us being young (10-12) or one of us being taken at the time.
Grace (my cousin) confirmed Ali would be attending so naturally I mentally prepared myself. This would be the event I would close the deal
Upon arrival the trips hype was a little exaggerated as we soon realized the guy-girl ratio would be 5-2. One being my cousin, and the other being the equivalent of the greased up streaker from Family Guy who would never be caught. But this wasn’t what demoralized me. I soon found out Ali had been seeing a guy who would be arriving the next day. I soon drew to a conclusion that sexually, this three day trip would be a dud. Nevertheless, we were all close friends and I was ready to do some drinking. Read more »

I found my sister’s Reddit account part 3 [FF] [inc] [mast]

[The rest of the parts are here](https://www.reddit.com/r/sister_hannah/comments/4j3laa/i_found_my_sisters_reddit_account_story_index/)

After talking to Rori the first time on Reddit, I decided I wanted to see how deep her perversion went. Here was my sister, that I always thought of as this squeeky-clean good girl, and now I was seeing this whole other side of her; this dirty, slutty, humiliation-craving side. I wanted to see how deep this cave went. And Rori made it easy. The next night, shortly after Rori went into her room, I got a new PM on my new account. She said she had really enjoyed the previous night and was looking forward to repeating the experience.

She asked about me and I told her that I was a guy in my mid 30s, a teacher in real life (that really got her interest), and that I lived in a city far away from where Rori and I live. I figured that if I said that I lived nearby she may ask to meet one day, and then what the hell would I do? I also asked her stuff about herself. She told me about her studies and stuff like that. Nothing I didn’t already know. Read more »

Grey Eyes [MF]

Grey Eyes
Chapter 1: found
The party has been over for a while now. The buzz from the champagne has ended and I feel like the specs of glitter on the ground from pricy ball gowns. I am stilling shining, but I have no where to dance off to. Looking up into the black night sky I shiver as a breeze shakes the end of my turquoise lace dress around my knees. With a sigh I play with the little gold dragonfly necklace that is always around my neck. This always seems to happen to me. I get invited to a party, but my friends bail midway through, leaving me all alone. Mentally cursing my friend Eric that dragged me to this mansion of a house for some fancy party, I make my way down the street trying to find my way out of this gated community to call a cab. And that’s when I first hear his voice: “You need a ride.”
It’s more of a statement than a question and I look over to see him. Tall, broad, dark hair guy in an all black suit…but what really gets me…his eyes…they are grey as a fall rain storm.
“Ummmm yeah…is it that obvious haha” I awkwardly laugh
He gives a soft smile, “Actually, I just wanted an excuse to talk to you. I am fortunate it worked out.”
This time I genuinely laugh as I reply, “Well fortunate for me too…as I really do need a ride home.”
“My car is this way” he says walking back toward the party’s mansion.
“You left your car with the valet didn’t you?” I have to look up at him at him as he is so tall.
His dark chestnut brown hair brushes across his forehead as he replies “yup”
Raising an eyebrow, I ask “So…what were you doing so far away from it?”
He shrugs his shoulder “I just needed some fresh air. No harm in that.”
“None.” I reply and we walk in a comfortable silence back to the valet.
His car is surprisingly unassuming. It’s not a flashy sports car import or anything of the such. It’s just a simple black mustang, no racing stripes. I hop into the passenger seat and relish in the smooth gray leather seats. Mystery guy starts the car and it is then I find out the reason for the unassuming appearance: the engine sounds like a beast…no scratch that a Porsche 911. I can’t help but laugh to myself.
“What’s so funny” He asks smirking
“You upgraded the engine” I reply in the only way I know how
“How did you know?” He questions me.
“It sounds like a Porsche” I reply blandly.
“That’s cause it is…it’s a Porsche 9..” He starts to say before I finish:
“911…I know I can tell by the purr”
“Oh really little kitty…any other cats purring” and he throws in a wink for added flirtation.
“Oh god! You’re so cheesy” I say turning away from him so he won’t see my blush.
“It’s my second best feature” He says with a wink again.
“What’s your first?” I ask already knowing where this set up is leaving.
“My honesty” he says with a grin on his face.
I try to hold a straight face but I can as I burst into laughter. “Are you single” I blurt out.
Suddenly the light mood in the car darkens. He turns to look at me now that we’re are sitting at a red light. The red glare is blinding inside the car and his grey eye are analyzing me. Almost darkening like a small storm beneath their surface.
“What?” he whispers.
“I asked if you were single…It would be a terrible waste of my time to flirt with someone that is taken.” I reply bluntly
“Oh trust me, it would not be a waste of your time” He quickly replies.
“Hmmm really now” It’s my turn to act flirty.
“Yes” he replies gunning the car forward as the light turns green.
“You know, you never asked were you were going to drop me off” I point out to him.
“I figured you were going to tell me if I was going the wrong way” he says sounding concerned that he might have messed up.
“mmm you are going the right way. At the next light take a right.” I inform him.
“But that leads to Burtrant Cliff look out” he says sounding confused.
“Exactly” I say smirking.
He is silent for the rest of the ride as he pulls over to the lookout which gives a fantastic view of the city with every little light twinkling.
I take my eyes of the view to see his gray eyes eyeing me hungrily again.
“You know what I love about this view.” I say nervously as I’ve never told anyone my thoughts on the topic.
“Hmm”
“It’s a reminder…a reminder that we are never alone in the world” I reply while unbuckling my seatbelt.
“I think it’s more of a reminder how isolated we are” he replies solemnly turning to look out the window.
I rest a hand on his shoulder and reply “I am here”
He turns to look at me with such an adorable confused expression. I can’t keep my urges to myself anymore. And I lean in to kiss his beautiful full soft lips.
Slowly pulling away I whisper “I’ve wanted to do that since I’ve laid eyes on you.”
He gasps and pulls me onto his lap, deeply kissing my lips and rubbing his large hands across my back. “And I’ve wanted to more than just kiss your lips since I’ve laid eyes on you.”
“Well go on” I breathlessly reply, “I am your’s for the night.” Read more »

(M)y 33 y/o sel(f) and a 63 y/o Vietnamese lady. Yup sixty three…

LONG AS FUCK… I don’t know if it’s worth it but I had to say this somewhere.

Been on reddit off and on for years, browsed here every so often, and never thought I would post. I apologize in advance for what the fuck ever kind of complaints you may have.
I’m 33, getting divorced right now, life sucks, and I haven’t been laid in months upon months. I haven’t really applied myself either cause there is zero confidence right now. Everything is bad, money, work, relationships, blah blibbity the fuck blah, and so on and so forth. But I have my health, am decent looking but have a gut, and I am still living with my soon to be ex for another month plus until our lease is up. LIFE BLOWS.
Years ago when I had money I used to frequent this little salon for haircuts from this awesome older Vietnamese lady. This was 5+ years ago when I last went and I would see her about every 2 months and then she opened up her own tiny little salon and spa so I started going there. She did massages at this place, totally professional, had estheticians, all of it. Read more »

The night I lost my virginity on the first date in a public park. [f/m]

I finally broke out of my shy, prudish shell about two years ago and I thought I would start documenting the adventures I’ve had with the guys and girls I started relentlessly fucking thereafter. So, what better place to start than the night I lost my virginity on the first date in a public park?

(If you want to know what I look like, just look at my previous posts :) )

I was 19 and still a virgin that night. I’d been very sexual for a long time- I’d been masturbating and exploring my body for about a decade by then- but the strict sense of morality in my hometown kept me chaste for a long time. That is, until I moved to Europe. Slowly, I’d begun changing my attitude regarding sex. It was no longer shameful to me and I’d been testing the waters for a couple of months by playing around with Tinder and exchanging nudes with guys. I’d been on a few dates, but I was always too scared to let things go further. Until that night, that is. Read more »