(ff) Well that was unexpected (Her first lesbian experience) (Very long and detailed)

It had all started so innocent. I’d never really looked at her too much at first, other than simply admiring her from afar. Of course she was incredibly attractive; blonde hair, blue eyes, amazing body, all the usual things you usually notice about a girl. But I was 8 years her senior, she was at the tender age of 18 and to top it all off, I was her new boss. I’d entered in to the job at the bar as a senior manager and it took me a while to gain the trust of my new staff. I’m sure they all talked about me behind my back, all being young, ‘typically straight’ girls whose previous boss of the same description had been sacked and replaced by the older, stricter lesbian.

I was much different. I did my paperwork, insisted on proper training, didn’t stand for what had become the norm of standing around and gossiping about what they’d been up to last night or their latest interest in boys. I guess they saw me as a kill joy and quite strict. I didn’t care. They were young and not used to what I classed as ‘real work’. To put it bluntly, I made it clear that I wouldn’t stand for their bullshit and if they didn’t buck their ideas up, they wouldn’t have a job to come to any more. Read more »

(M)y (f)irst anal experience with Meghan and her fat ass

A year after I’d graduated from college I was back in my college town to visit some old friends. Of course we all got drunk and went out to the townie bars. My college town was more like a village that tripled in size during the school year, so everybody knows almost everybody.

Late in the night when I’m good and hammered I end up randomly grinding with a cute, lightly freckled redhead. We grind for a bit and she’s not a big girl but she’s definitely thicker than the athletic, fit type I usually go for. She’s about 5’5 with a meaty ass for a white girl and every time she rubs it into my crotch, my cock is begging for a bite of her. She knows exactly what she’s doing and isn’t shy at all with her booty. Her skirt is way too small showing almost every inch of her thighs, but all I want to do is hike it up a bit more and have my way with her. Read more »

It had to be an accident [m/f][at work]

I hung up the phone frustrated. It was the second call-out of the night. Brad didn’t even sound sick, and he had called in sick twice in the last week. I think he just wanted to go down to the lake with his friends. But whatever, if he wanted to be unreliable, that was on him. I was a manager at the fast food joint, Brad and I were supposed to close the place, which meant staying until 12:30. Trin was off at 10 and Jess (another manager) was off at 8.

I put the phone down and left the office wondering what I could do about this. I walked up front to where our schedule was posted on a clipboard on the wall and took it off its hook and examined it. There was nobody I could call in to take his place. We were short staffed as it is. I was going to have to do everything myself. I sighed, I was going to be here until well past one in the morning finishing everything on my own… Read more »

Good Mornin

Intoxicated on alcohol and bad decisions that threatened to overflow the precipice they tottered on so carelessly, it was all happening so fast. Strong arms and a quick goodbye turned into lips meeting instead as those arms started to draw away. Lips that met with instant chemistry, the taste of something genuinely wonderful, the start or as was more likely the case, the end of something amazing. It was hard to be anything more than that kiss and the soft texture of those lips when the alcohol rode her awareness and dampened it. So for several breathless moments the only thing that existed was the touch of those lips, not even able to control the gentle moans that escaped her each time the kiss deepened and took on a frenzied tempo anew. Hands hovered and threatened, cupping the air just above the curve of her breasts, but remained tightly withheld. Just their lips meeting over and over as if they would quench this inexplicable thirst with just that kiss.

“I have to go.” Did she only imagine the reluctance in his voice? Was her desperate sub conscious only teasing her with the impossible possibility. Read more »

[F]ucked [M]y ex-boyfriend’s ex-girl[f]riend

I met my first boyfriend, Mike, the first week of my freshman year of college. Naïve, innocent, young (barely 18 at this point), and sexually charged, I fell head over heels for the first boy that displayed any interest in me. I am tall (6 foot) and have short blonde hair, 32DDD breasts, and an athletic body. Being so tall and having some semblance of athleticism, I was quickly recruited to try out for the women’s rowing team. Mike being on the men’s team and encouraging me to join, as well as the fact that two of my good friends from high school were trying out too, made the decision to join the team an easy one. I am a bit of an introvert, and wasn’t the nicest person back then so I didn’t make too many friends on the team. During the four-plus hours a day we spent together as a team however I did get to know all of the girls quite well, including Lindsey. She is taller than me (6’2″), an actual GORGEOUS model, and has long brown hair. Unfortunately, like a majority of the girls on the novice team, she quit halfway through the year and we fell out of touch. Read more »

It Had To Be An Accident[mf][at work]

I hung up the phone frustrated. It was the second call-out of the night. Brad didn’t even sound sick, and he had called in sick twice in the last week. I think he just wanted to go down to the lake with his friends. But whatever, if he wanted to be unreliable, that was on him. I was a manager at the fast food joint, Brad and I were supposed to close the place, which meant staying until 12:30. Trin was off at 10 and Jess (another manager) was off at 8.

I put the phone down and left the office wondering what I could do about this. I walked up front to where our schedule was posted on a clipboard on the wall and took it off its hook and examined it. There was nobody I could call in to take his place. We were short staffed as it is. I was going to have to do everything myself. I sighed, I was going to be here until well past one in the morning finishing everything on my own… Read more »

[M]y GF was on her period, her best [f]riend decides to finish the job.

Disclaimer: All names and locations are completely made up for anonymity and conversations are made up as well because this was a while ago and I don’t remember exactly how the conversation went but the general gist of it is true.

Edit: God this is super long. I hope people can finish it. I divided into sections in case people decide to come back later.

**Introduction**

I dated this girl (Becky) for about few months. We could not see each other often because I was really busy and the only time we could see each other were on Saturdays and Sundays, and she came over to hangout on weekends. Now, she had this best friend (Jane) who occasionally slept over at our house when she was in town. Both Becky and Jane are beautiful but they were completely different. Becky was shorter and had a bustier body. On the other hand, Jane was tall and had a model-type body with an amazing ass and amazing skinny legs. (Both Asians for your imagination) Read more »

An un[f]orgetable [m]orning with Annabelle

This story is quite long but one of my favorite experiences ever. This will be my first post here. Part of it has been posted on another site but I have made some edits and added some sections that weren’t previously included. Here is a little about me physically: I’m 6’6”, 240lbs, hairy, with a short beard, brown eyes, short brown hair, glasses, and a 6.5” inch cut cock. Hope you enjoy!

Annabelle and I started chatting online on a Tuesday evening in the middle of March. She responded to my online posting looking for a woman who was interested in, to put it bluntly as I did in the ad, having me finger her to orgasm.

Annabelle quickly introduced herself as a graduate student studying in the city. She sent me a photo of just her long, slender legs peaking out from under a nearly knee-length black dress, ending in a pair of perfectly manicured feet in orange-strapped sandals. As soon as the attachment opened I felt the raw lust building and growing inside me. I collected myself and quickly responded, asking when we could meet in person. She agreed that we should get together, but despite my pleading she wasn’t free that night, or Wednesday, or even Thursday. Friday though, Friday morning she wanted to meet. Read more »

Elijah and Shea: PART 1

Things smelled something like dying outside, but at least they smelled. The summer had brought with it a fantastic volume of expression. It seemed cliche to talk about the sky, but lying there inside his bedroom, Elijah stared out the window, clouds nestling by, periodically squeezing into view from where he lay, and then just as effortlessly leaving. He tried to feel nothing about it, but found himself worried. Each cloud passing felt like another moment missed, seconds spilling through holes drilled in the floorboards. And yet, Elijah did nothing about it.

Summer had started a few weeks ago and Elijah’s productivity had plunged below a threshold he had ever experienced. High School was over and the whole world was open to him with fresh opportunities and blossoming experiences. But Elijah chose to sit beside his bed, watching the clouds, lamenting the clouds, wishing he could just stop one dead in its tracks.

A short vibration startled Elijah from his trance. He extended his hands above his head, pushing his chest out, feeling as his vertebra realigned from bottom to top. Blinking, Elijah stood up and turned to find his phone still alight with a new text message. Grabbing the phone, he noticed it was an unknown number to him. He frowned and unlocked his phone. Read more »

Jane and Guy 2

“Fuck!”

Jane snapped awake, but was a little confused.  She definitely recognized the room, she’d been in it several times, but never like this or at this time of day.  It was Guy’s room, at the ungodly hour of 7, and she was naked.  She wasn’t overly surprised; she did remember the events of the night before, and she thought it honestly might have happened sooner.  She decided to lean into it, and was very satisfied with the result.  So much so that just thinking about what happened between her and Guy made her wet.  Very pleasant thoughts of riding him and being thrusted into roughly filled her head as her hand snaked downward.

“Oh, come on…”

Jane heard Guy’s voice again, just like before.  Curiosity got the better of her and she decided to investigate.  She got up, pulled on the crop top and sweatpants that were strewn about the room, and sought out where Guy was.  When she found him, she couldn’t help but smile.  But that requires backing up a tad. Read more »