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My (f)irst Time with my Brother’s Friend

This all started when I was 19. I had the biggest crush on my brother's friend, Jay. He would come by our house about 3-4 times a week and play basketball with my brother and a few other friends. Every time he came around, I would do my best to make him notice me, but he never looked my way.

One night my brother and Jay were playing video games and having some beers. I wore some loose fitting sweatshorts and a tight tank top with no bra and came out of my room and asked my brother if I could join since I was bored out of my mind. Of course he said no, but to my surprise, Jay said "Just let her play!" I had no idea what I was doing, but I was having fun laughing and trying my best to flirt with Jay. Then Jay offered me a beer. I've had vodka before, but never beer, but I wanted to be cool so I said yes. It took everything out of me to drink it, I gagged at every sip. Read more »

[M/F] “trust me” a first step into dominance Pt 1.

Since my last post, I’ve gotten a few PMs and questions about my philosophy about how to be dominant. So much so that I’ve repeated this story privately a few times and I think I might as well share it here. Now to some of the super pros out there, this might all seem very amateur, so if you have criticisms, then please I'm all ears.

The story in question relates to the first time that I actually felt like I successfully dominated my ex. This was at the onset of our relationship, where we were both still discovering our limits. At this point I knew she had a submissive nature, and the inner dom in me was rising, so I started planning our first real, sub dom night.

One of the things I chose to do is to not use any toys, straps, equipment, chains or whatever. I believe if I can’t dominate her just as I am just with my words and my actions, I don’t deserve to. Toys and accessories, in my opinion, should not be aids but enhancements. One needs to earn the right to use them, not use them as a crutch. If you can’t control her without such things, eventually, you’ll misuse them and lose your control. (this might all be bullshit but it makes sense to me in my head). Read more »

Indescretions of [m]y youth: [f]ast and furious

For those who read my last post, you know a little about me. I was stupid and brash when I was young. I posted last time that I drove drunk, but at least the story turned out well. Sadly, I must confess, that there was another instance of this completely irresponsible, and dangerous conduct. Again, I have changed the names for privacy reasons of all parties involved. Also, another long read.

The background….

As I mentioned before there was a bar in my hometown that was ridiculously easy to get into and drink at. For this reason a slew of people all under the legal drinking age would regularly attend this bar. To be fair, they never really admitted underage individuals below the age of 18, but that's not to say it probably didn't happen.

Anyway, on one fateful night in my nineteenth year of life, I went to this club with one of my really good buds. This guy was money to take with you. He picked up the hottest girls and lots of them. He wasn't exactly god's gift to women, but he was superiorly confident. The game was strong with this one. I was his Goose, and I knew my role in this duo; play as wingman and go for the girls that his choice was with. This had worked in my favor a few times. Read more »

Sexy photosession turned incredibly hot. [MFF]

Warning, this is HELLA LONG

so i recently posted the story of how i got to fuck my friend on a photo shooting with her. like i said, she recommended me to some of her friends and some of them have asked me of i could shoot them some time. so far it has been three girls, but i'll only tell you in detail about the last one, later. if you don't wanna read the short stories from the other two (cute, maybe a little hot but no sex) just skip and jump to keyword "MAIN STORY".

the first who came was her cousin. she's a very young single mother, so i think she felt the need to feel attractive again – that's why she asked me for a "cute" shooting. She came wearing a nice dress, and very soon she started to do suggestive poses (legs spread in a way I couldn't not shoot upskirt pictures). she wore a red lacy thong under it. Soon I dropped the "you have been pregnant, but you still look very very good!" and she got comfortable enough to get completely naked. her tits surprisingly still looked perfect, and her pussy looked awesomely cute, pink and tight. but she had some stretch marks on her belly so she wanted to do an artsy dark shooting where i highlighted her shape by moving a laser pointer over her body with long exposure. the photos turned out well, but other than getting a couple looks of her nude body (she was pretty comfortable with being naked around me, i guess pregnancy and being a mother does that to you?) it was a "boring" regular shooting. i'm at least trying to be professional if there are no signs from the other person. Read more »

that time I lost my virginity to a sex worker (I mean like two weeks ago)

Virginity is a bit of a weird concept. I'd never had actual sex before a couple of weeks ago — I grew up shy and had bad body acne for the longest time (the two not unrelated) — but I've been known to hang out at BDSM clubs, and I've had lots of e-mail sex with a long-distance ex — we got off to each other's stories many times. (Unfortunately we broke up before trying anything in person). She had a lot more experience than me, and gave me a lot of feedback on what would or would not actually work. I guess this made me a bit of an odd virgin.

I've never had serious moral objections to sex work, in principle, done with full consent, but I'd never really considered it, because I figured it would be difficult to tell if a sex worker was exploited or coerced, and I want no part in that. Read more »

Super Cummers & Cum Sluts

So, this is more like a retelling of a real experience but it makes a fun story, too.

A girl's got to love guys with stamina and who are super cummers. Another girl and I were brought over to party with these six guys today. They had just started their holiday vacation and wanted to kick it off with fun.

Turned out they were all super cummers. Once this guy was fucking me from behind while I was kneeling on this sofa and watching Carlie such another guy off. When she moved her mouth to anther guy I went forward for that hard dick she had just left and started sucking wildly. He exploded while i was at the tip and he sprayed my face. Carlie brought this bowl to have him cum in t and so did the guy she was sucking. We spooned cum from the bowl and cum shared, then more guys came on our faces and had us drip into the bowl.

Anther time the guys pulled out of our mouths and came on our faces and in this glasses we carried. We totally drank it down. Read more »

I expectantly get the largest cock of my life MFM with images from that night

Camping is always fun but sometimes you get in a little over your head. We took a short weekend camping trip and went to a campground in northern Ohio for a short Friday and Saturday night quick get-away in the early fall this year. It was scheduled as a last minute trip with just the two of us to give us time to decompress from work. I brought books and planned on just relaxing and not looking at the clock.

On that Thursday a guy I have considered my boyfriend, Dave, and hooked up with probably hundreds of times called me at work on my cell and was feeling really down. He had recently started dating a girl who he had today found out was married and was just wanting something on the side. So, always being the nice one, I invited him along to help cheer him up even though I was not wanting company and just really was looking forward to doing nothing for the weekend. Read more »

Papi’s Little Girl Needs to Learn a Lesson [Daddy/daughter]

The End of The World

Ivy Ferris collapsed onto the bus’s badly upholstered seat, her feet aching in the high-arched heels she wore for her job as an administrative assistant at Saint’s Marketing, a small, niche ad agency. Laying her handbag next to her, she shrugged out of the fitted jacket before undoing the first few buttons on the sleeveless shirt beneath.

The day had been hell. They’d had five fussy clients in and out of the office all day and, to top it all off, Harlan St. James, president of the company was out sick so she’d been forced to play apologetic hostess all day.

She was bone-tired and her face hurt from smiling. All she wanted was to go home.

Home.

It was still such a strange idea to her.

Her mother had been a professor of evolutionary psychology, who—no matter how hard she tried—just couldn’t quite make tenure. So they’d constantly been moving about from college to college, trying to make her positions stick.

Growing up in temporary, month-to-month apartments—and then finally her own college dorm rooms followed by her own cheap efficiency apartment—Ivy had never really had a real home until she’d moved into Marcus Ramirez’s house. Read more »