The first real fuck (m,f)

I am 21 and currently attending a small university in the Bible Belt (groan).

Anyway, I have a job near campus and ran into someone who is staff at my school. I had only spoken to him in passing until a month ago. We wound up talking for a bit and talked more when we met on campus in the past few weeks. He is 33, single and super smart. But….he's 33….I can't do this, or can I? We're also both bi.

Fast forward to last Friday when I'm out drinking with a couple of my friends and I see him with a friend at a bar. I end up sitting next to him and we hit it off even more which leads to us exchanging numbers. We wind up texting into the early hours of the morning during which I express an interest in meeting up with him Saturday night.

I had butterflies, big time. Also, this guy is really chill and laid-back so it was hard to get a read on him so I Went in for the kill. I sat next to him in the booth and slowly inched closer as we ate to gauge his reaction. By the time we were halfaway through I was hip to hip with him and he eventually had his hand on my thigh.

Christmas threesome while 6 months pregnant (FFM)

Quick background, I am a 26 year old woman, six and a half months pregnant. I'm rather petite, but am now showing quite alot and my boobs have gotten so big! I have had spurts while pregnant where I get incredibly horny. The father is not in the picture, so I've been hooking up with a fwb, and a couple guys from craigslist.

Anyway, on Christmas day I was feeling so horny again, and had the urge for a threesome, which I had not done in some time. So I put an ad up on craiglist and then sat down to Christmas dinner with my mom and her bf. I wasn't sure if I would get much of a response since I disclosed I was visibly pregnant and it was Christmas, but after dinner I checked my email and could not believe how many people responded. So I sifted through the emails and found one couple in particular who seemed interesting. We chatted on the phone and made plans to meet up later.

A teacher finally shows his bitchy student where she belongs-part one. [14k words] [Mf] [Mdom] [fsub] [non con to start] [a lot of pain] [bdsm, especially bd] [teacher/student] [toys]

(The whole of this part of the story is 14k words, but I can only post 40k characters on reddit, so it's in two parts.)

Kiara groaned as she watched the seconds tick by towards freedom, she couldn't wait for class to be over to allow her to go see her boyfriend. Why didn't I just skip this class? Mr Richards is oh so boring, Kiara thought to herself, idly doodling on the scraps of paper that had been her work. Many of the girls fawned over Mr Richards, he was still relatively young at about 8 years her senior. For whatever reason, Kiara despised him, often going out of her way to be a nuisance to him in any way she could manage without getting into too much trouble. Her father was a very important man in the city, so the school did give her a fair amount of slack to appease her father, and perhaps attract a little more funding.

A random act on the back seat (F/M)

As I mentioned in my last little tale, I'm currently home for Christmas, and between sharing a room with my sister and living under the same roof as my parents it can be a frustrating time, as you can imagine. I was hoping to find some way or other to spice things up over my break back at home, and so eventually I took the plunge and tried out something I'd been pondering for a while… posting an ad right here on Reddit, in the Random Acts of Blow Job section.

While I expected lots of responses, even I wasn't expecting to get that snowed under with messages, but eventually after sifting through so many responses before leaving for home I ended up with a handful of people who I was comfortable chatting with and who seemed genuine, decent and interested. One particular conversation ended up getting quite heated, and so with more than a little excitement I made plans to meet him once I was back at my folk's place.

A teacher finally shows his bitchy student where she belongs-part two. [14k words] [Mf] [Mdom] [fsub] [non con to start] [a lot of pain] [bdsm, especially bd] [teacher/student] [toys]

(This is a direct continuation to part one of this story. It was all meant to be posted as one, but reddit doesn't let me post that much.)

Her firm cheeks felt the vicious sting of his thick, leathery belt over and over, inflicting increasing amounts of pain on her. Every single cry from her mouth was like music to his ears, further building up the raging desire, to fuck the hell out of her, inside of him. There was no relenting in his abuse, he kept striking down hard with his belt, moving around to better thwack each of her cheeks, leaving no spot free of pain. He fully intended her to feel the stinging for a while, a reminder of what she had learned. The clamps around her nipples still stung, although the pain all over her now completely red ass was infinitely worse. The hurting became so bad that she couldn't hold back tears. Even as she sobbed out, trying to bite down on her lip to stay quiet, he kept up his abuse, almost getting to the point of drawing blood before he finally set his belt down, leaving her a whimpering mess on his desk, unable to move due to the incredible pain over her backside. No matter how bad she felt though, for the first time she truly felt in her place as she cried onto his desk, unable to stop herself.

22[M/F] Summer Fling – Rewrite

Anne and I hit it off at work almost immediately. She's sarcastic and raunchy, wildly intelligent and great to talk to. We seemed to follow the frantic nature of each others' mind. It was a special bond, but it was limited by Lin, my girlfriend.

Don't misunderstand, Lin is great in her own charming way. Thoughtful and generous, gracious and kindhearted. I care about her, but especially after a year of dating, the connection hasn't lasted. Our tastes have diverged from one another, our perspectives evolving on their own, often in contrast to the other. Even our communication patterns were shifting away from each other. I first met Anne in February and in July my girlfriend had a trip she needed to go on for a few weeks (I think it ended up being 3 uninterrupted, but ultimately it was about 5 or 6 with a few days where she'd stop in and say hey, just to hop on a plane a few days later or even the next day).

The experience that turned me on to my slutty side [FFFMMMM]

Me: 18
Travis: 22
Janet: 19
Sam: 24
Charlie: 24
Tim: 28

I was dating a guy, Travis, who I wasn't very into or very attracted to, but we had fun together and I liked his friend group, which consisted of a handful of super attractive black dudes. So, the opposite of my bf of the time. One night we all got drunk and I had on a button down shirt. I kept undoing the buttons because I wanted one particular guy to see my breasts. I'm a 38E cup, so they attract a lot of attention, even covered. Travis kept getting upset at me for unbuttoning my shirt and eventually another girl, Janet, came over to help. She was about 5'3", chubby, European immigrant, and as she was doing my buttons for me, she said, "If it was up to me, this shirt would be off cause you're hot as fuck."

Game time.

Our best anniversary yet

Okay. So my wife and I celebrated our 8 year anniversary this past month. She said she wanted to give me a hot surprise for the occasion. My wife is not the most adventurous type so I was very excited to hear this. She can be a bit naughty when she wants to be. So I decided to give her a surprise of my own. I found a two guys online that looked like they could help me give my wife a good "present"

My wife and I were off for the day and she tells me that she has booked us a room at a local hotel. I was presently surprised when she told me to give her a two hour head start so she could " be ready". I helped her back her bags and just happened to notice a rather large bag filled with Dildos and lube. Luckily for me she didn't notice and proceeded to gather the rest of her overnight bag. She kissed me goodbye and whispered " I hope you are ready" in a sexy tone that I have never heard her use before. I almost blew my load in the doorway only imagining what she had in store, but I could almost guarantee that my surprise was better.

“I don’t even think of you that often” – Trish, Part One [M/F]

It was 2007, I think. And it had been about a year or two since I began getting over my previous long-term relationship.

It was a dark and difficult time for me, so I was glad to be in a new place – a place where I could be adventurous and free to do whatever I wanted. I was finally done pitying myself because of the breakup, and wanted to be happy Being alone in my mid twenties was difficult because I’ve always had a pretty high libido, so I was lonely. Not just sexually but also for companionship.

My relationship with Trish was never a “relationship,” only a friendship. But from about September 2007 to April or May 2008, our friendship was one that gave me amazing emotions but also some heartache.

We started talking on MySpace. She was thirty-two or thirty-three back then. We shared so many interests: Same tastes in movies, a shared love of space and the cosmos, and had the same great passion for music. And for any music that she and I didn’t have in common, we were content to share with each other.