Tales of an Old Job #1 – A Bit of DIY [MF]

So I recently moved on from the job I’ve had for around 6 years and into an actual career type thing now. I’m like a proper adult now ugh :/

So anyway this past job got me all through uni and a made me a decent enough amount of money to survive and do all the fun stuff a student does. It wasn’t anything glamorous, simply a sales assistant job at a furniture and homeware store. Being an early 20’s student away from home I made the most of it and over those five or so years I’ve managed to amass a few tales that I hope will entertain.

Also I’ve never written something like this before so any feedback is greatly appreciated :)

#1 – A Bit of DIY

So this must have been a good two or three years ago now. I was snowed under with assignments and projects from uni and this usually meant I didn’t have as much time to go out and party and socialise as I’d like. I used to finish working in the library, have my work uniform in my bag and run to work and get changed.

Lindsay and Leah in the pool (another theatre kid adventure) [M18] [F18] [F18]

This is my second post and it’s even longer than the first but hopefully you all will enjoy it as much as the first. If you want to read that post here is the link: https://redd.it/4bq4dz

A recurring theme in these posts is that these stories all involve friends from my high school theatre clique. This particular story takes place the summer after graduation.

In the town where I grew up, every teenager aged seventeen to twenty (boy or girl) is on one mission: the quest for alcohol. My parents weren’t around a lot when I was that age so my house became a regular party spot where we could drink and not get caught. We also had a lot of alcohol in my house accumulated from parties my older brother threw. I was sitting on a gold mine.

First lesbian experience and more at a party

I went to a friend’s barbecue, I didn’t know any of her friends as most of the people that showed up were her brother’s friends. I was happy I wore a short skirt, heels, and a low cut tank top because there were quite a few hot guys there. I didn’t find out until a few days later that everyone there was in high school! I was 22. I was nervous because I’m shy around new people. I decided to just get drunk and ask a group of guys about themselves to look confident. I loved the attention. It seemed like they were competing for my attention, and one guy was really cocky. A few times he hinted about having sex, and I would tease him like I don’t know… I wasn’t planning on having sex that night, it didn’t seem like a crazy party but there were about 20 people there. Eventually he asked if I wanted to come in with him to get a drink… I went, and he asked if I wanted to go upstairs. He kept looking down at my DD boobs. I really liked how turned on he was and that he didn’t give up no matter how many times I joked that I wouldn’t do anything with him, so I guess his confidence made me agree. I said yes, as long as he didn’t tell anyone at the party cause I wanted to continue partying all night after without feeling awkward that people knew. Plus I didn’t want my friend to think I was a slut or for everyone to find out and think that. We went upstairs to a bedroom and he closed the door. He asked me if I wanted to suck his cock. I told him I usually don’t give oral on someone I hardly know, just sex, but I said if he had a condom I would feel comfortable. We started making out, and then I sat down on a chair and he pulled his pants down and said that he was clean and doesn’t have anything, so I started giving him oral. He really seemed to like how I sucked him, he moaned deeply and he grabbed my hair and bobbed my head up and down his shaft. It wasn’t long until he came and I swallowed and licked up all of his cum. He went downstairs and I cleaned up in the bathroom and gurgled mouthwash and rejoined the party. I felt really naughty and I started talking to these two gorgeous girls that were dancing. They really liked the playlist, and I told them that I made it. One of the girls seemed really into me, but because I thought I was straight, I didn’t pick up on it. I just thought she was really cool and friendly. She asked me to come into the house with her. She grabbed me into the bathroom and we started making out. I realised that I was super into it. She was so hot. I grabbed her hair while making out, and I was so surprised how hot and heavy it felt, I actually couldn’t believe I heard myself ask her if she wanted to go upstairs. She seemed surprised, and said yes. We went into a different bedroom. We made out a bit more, and I started to undress her, and her me. I felt her boobs, she told me they were fake. They felt so perfect in my hands. They were C’s and so firm but soft. I licked and sucked her nipples and made her head tilt back. I told her to lay down on the bed so I could eat her out. I couldn’t believe how much I was enjoying this, and how far I wanted to go. Her pussy smelled really good. It was so warm as I got close, and I licked her clit and sucked on it, looking at her to see if she was enjoying herself. She looked like she was in heaven and I started licking harder and faster, and I put two of my fingers inside her hot, super wet pussy and moved them hard and fast until she came. As soon as she came she made me stop because it felt too good. We both got dressed and went back down to the party. Later that night, the guy from earlier and I had sex in his car passenger seat. Best night ever.

Cabin in the Woods [mfff]

“Fuck it!” Chloe threw her laptop on the ground.

Zack winced at the cracking sound it made. “Couldn’t connect?” he asked sympathetically.

“It’s in the middle of fucking nowhere! What did you expect?” the busty blonde retorted. “Now we’re stuck here for a whole fucking week, without wifi… without pot… without shit. What am I supposed to do?”

“Maybe you could, you know, try to be nice,” Ashley muttered snarkily. She yawned, flipping a lock of her auburn hair lazily.

“She’s right Chloe,” Samantha, the last girl in the room spoke up. “You’ve got to look at the positives of the situation.”

“Oh yes of course, Miss Optimistic. There’s definitely so much to be positive about.”

“I mean, it’s not all Zack’s fault…” Samantha said.

“Well I wasn’t the one who said the storm wouldn’t fucking hit this place for another week!”

Zack glowered. “The forecast must have been wrong okay?”

“OH YES of course it must have! Because Zack over here simply can’t make any mistakes!”

“C’mon Chloe,” Samantha said.

“Oh really? So you’re going to defend that piece of shit now? I’ve had enough of you guys.”

The confession of a cocksucker

This happened about 10 years ago, and I’ve never told anyone about it. It happened in various scenarios, several times, over the course of a few years. Even after our business relationship ended. I’m pretty sure it would be considered rape, I could have had him arrested if i didn’t end up enjoying it, or blackmailed him.

I had just got my first job, about 2 weeks prior to this. I needed my boss to fill out an employment verification letter (can’t remember what it was for). So I went in on my day off, to try and have him fill it out. It also happened to be his day off. The deadline was the next day, though. So, the assistant manager called him for me. He said I could come to his house, and he would do it. He lived about 1/4 mile away, and I headed over.

When I got there, he was sitting on the porch drinking bourbon. He did the paperwork, and we sat and talked for a bit. He offered me a drink ( I enjoyed bourbon, and was not 21.) And I started to drink with him. I ended up having several shots.

Trying out a threesome! FMF, Long but fun

Hi everyone. It’s been a bit since my last post, but I have been known to be a tease (; After the many messages, I’ve finally decided to post again.

It all started New Year’s Eve. I went out with a couple of my friends (Becky and Lauren) and we were ready to ring in the new year with a bang (actually not a bang, just with a lot of champagne). We ended up meeting this group of people who were well-dressed and looked like a lot of fun.

We all introduced ourselves, and I had immediately locked my eyes on Mike. He was tall and handsome and dressed to the nines for this New Years party. I thought he was incredibly sexy. We talked for a bit and before long he introduced me to his fiancé Jamie. My heart sunk, because I really wanted to go home with Mike that night. I decided to set my sights elsewhere and enjoy the party.

Lechomancer Curses 11: Imprisonment [sex][oral][anal][orgy

Brittney was trapped in a strange dream. If she was going to make it out the door, Brittney had to leave now. The demoness holding her in the tower had told her she had to drink the bowl of Essence, a strange aphrodisiac the demons excreted, if Brittney didn’t leave the room without cumming. Her whole body ached, after strange hours of being teased, held at the edge, and never released. She needed to cum so badly. She knew that drinking the Essence would make things worse. She knew that leaving right now was the only way Mistress Ashlynn, the pale purple demon haunting her dream, would let her leave.

But then again, this was only a dream. If she didn’t obey the demon, she would wake up in a few hours, free from this place. Meanwhile, she would get to enjoy the thought of being used, of being punished and then forgiven for being such a filthy girl.

My Husband. A Sybian. My Ass (A companion to Fucking my wife in the ass while she rides a sybian)

First of all, I just want to say thank you for all the positive upvotes everyone’s given my husband’s story (if you haven’t read it, here’s the link
https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4buido/fucking_my_wife_in_the_ass_while_she_rides_a/
It is really great to see him supported in his writing, which he needs to do more often. I want to give my side of the story, because, I think it should be told.

I was told about the specific fantasy after we’ve been out drinking with friends. After our get-together we were very drunk and taking a cab home. We had both drunk a lot. I whispered in his ear, asking him what his greatest fantasy was. I’ve always wanted to know, and he was always coy. This time, he actually told me what is his fantasy was.

Sometimes you need a reminder (mf)

I’m laying in bed when I hear you come in. Stumbling drunk. I sigh and look at the clock. 2 am. Again.

I hear you fumbling around. The thump as you kick a shoe into the wall taking it off. The more noise you make the angrier I am getting.

“I thought it was going to be 1-2 drinks? Just some girls from the office?”

“Oh honey, it was fun, I texted you that I was running a little late?”

“A little late? It’s 2 am!” “Oh, but I’ll make it up to you.” Sam climbs into bed and kisses me on the neck. She pinches my nipple and whispers in my ear. “The drinks made me extra horny …” She slides down and takes me in her mouth. Her tongue teasing me until I am fully hard. I have to admit that she has skills. Sam takes one hand and is gently fondling my balls and squeezing them in her warm hand as she takes me deeper in her mouth. I grab the her by the hair in a firm grip. “Don’t you dare make me cum yet. You’re not getting off that easy.” She look me in the eye and bobs just a little faster. “What did I tell you?” I pull her off of my cock by the hair.

The Library Goddess (m/f)

A single year, and less than a summer. It started as a beautiful shore in a dream. Seen from a ships rolling deck, desired but on a different path, the urge to swim the unknown waters was powerful.

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I had just started attending the community college full-time in addition to working full time. I enjoy books and research for its own sake, so the library was a natural enough place for me to spend my time during breaks between classes. Being young, I naturally always had an eye open for beauty and sex appeal, and she surpassed all the other girls in school without trying. She was beautiful to see working in the college library. Competent, friendly, yet reserved. Her clothes showed off a lovely figure without being revealing. Her eyes always held a gleam of intelligence and mirth that were intoxicating to a dark romantic like myself.

Our eyes held sparks of mutual interest every time we would converse or see each other in the library. She was always behind the desk, and I was always on the search for something academic, even if her presence became a heavy scent I could almost taste in the air every time she was there.