Matt and I went to college together. We were paired as roommates as freshmen and probably never should have gotten along but somehow we became friends. Matt’s huge. 6’4’’, probably around 270 pounds, football player type. He actually played his first two years at the University but a nagging elbow injury put a stop to his playing days. That doesn’t mean it effected his routine though. If anything, he went to the gym more. He was good looking, huge and on the football team so naturally he was the life of the party. We’d walk in and people would be bounding towards him and by proxy, bounding towards me. I was above average. Age has definitely made me more handsome though. I’m 5’11’’, shave my hair real short and rock a nice full beard. I wanted to play baseball in school (I was a pitcher) but didn’t feel like riding the pine for four years so I focused on Academics. Journalism was my choice because I’m stupid, but hey, I got a job so I have that going for me, which is nice.
The simple and the sublime [M/F]
I sucked cock for more than an hour. Though the two of us barely spoke, an entire conversation was compressed within the blowjob. I said hello. I explained what a shitty day I had at work. I told him with my eyes how much I needed this. Deep sniffs at the penis and scrotum and the hitch in my breathing communicated desire. Lips and tongue and throat let him know how much I adored him. The attitude of my head and gaze confessed submission and conveyed my trust. His body warmth radiated onto me.
On occasion, he took control. He pulled my hair. He slapped my face. He questioned the depths. Desperate to keep up, I emitted liquid sounds from the back of my throat. Saliva left the carpet damp. For the most part he let me operate at my own pace. During long passages, I left the penis lying flat, its head stretching for his abdomen, while I licked and kissed the underside and lipped his balls and touched my fingers softly down his length, down to the perineum and his anus.
[Meta] Morality Policr
When I first started coming to this subreddit a couple years ago, it was a safe space for people to post their erotic adventures, morality be damned. If there was something wrong, criticism was given respectfully or downvoted to hell.
Now some of the top rated comments are ones like "I hope your husband/wife leaves you and takes everything" or "you don't deserve your husband/wife". These are usually upvoted when a female poster is the perpetrator of infidelity, men just get less attention overall.
What the fuck happened? When did the morality police take over and why cant you just enjoy the stories for what they are? I hope this sub returns to what it was, because shaming people for sharing their sexuality is not helping new content. This isn't /r/relationships
[MF & MFF] Hearing my roommate get crazy
This has been a few months ago now but one night my bf and I relaxing on the couch at my place watching a movie. Around midnight, my roommate came home along with two friends of hers, a guy and girl I'd never met before. We said hi and she introduced them, then said the three of them were going out to the back porch to hang out.
A little later our movie ended, and my bf and I just sat on the couch for a while talking and he gave me a foot rub, when all of a sudden we heard what sounded like a moan. We were confused, because it sounded like it was in the apartment, but thought my roommate and her friends were out back. We shrugged it off and figured it was some them laughing out back or something, but then a few seconds later we heard another moan, and it sure sounded like it was in the apartment.
First post Labor Day Shenanigans part 1 (M/F) LONG
This past labor day weekend was supposed to be a weekend where my best friend/roommate, Ryan , were going to leave Las Vegas and go up to Santa Barbara for a camping/bro-out for I was moving away next month. However, weird circumstances happened so both Ryan and I couldn’t afford the trip. Ryan told me that his two friends from his home town of Seattle, Lana and Diane, were coming down to visit him for it was Diane’s birthday weekend and Lana’s was last weekend. They were going to stay at our house because we had a spare bedroom and Ryan asked if that was fine. I totally was, I had met Diane years ago and she was a cute girl and cool to hang out with. Ryan had also off handedly mentioned that Diane was now recently single. I didn’t think anything of it and thought I was going to be a 5th wheel (Ryan has a girlfriend named Stacy, whom is a needy clingy little thing so I assumed she’d be on Ryan like white on rice all weekend, as per her norm) to their fun times so I was already opting on staying home and playing video games all weekend. Wednesday night Ryan goes to pick the girls up from the airport and takes them to see the Strip for a while and they get to our place at around midnight. I say hello to them, go outside and join Ryan for a cigarette while the girls settled in their room. Lana came out first and I was being friendly, and introduced myself like a proper gentlemen and Lana is just the sweetest girl you’ve ever met. We all talk for a while until Diane comes out of the house finally, ready to go party (Vegas baby). Now for body descriptions, Diane is about 5’7ish, blonde hair, blue eyes, very cute face, I’d say about a B cup, and a nice ass. Lana is shorter, at about 5’5’’ wider hips, but an ass for days, and a B cup as well. As for me, I’m nothing special at all. I stand about 5’10’’ at about 230lbs, but I’m wide framed so I don’t look like a complete Homer Simpson but living in LV for the past 3 years I’ve done nothing but drink on my off time. Diane and I hug and we act like we’ve been friends for years, which I hadn’t kept contact with her in forever so she was more an acquaintance than anything. We talk, catch up sort of but the girl’s interest was with Ryan their best friend of 15 years. As we’re talking in comes Stacy from the bar wondering why Ryan wasn’t there and that began a whole weekend of pseudo drama that I’ll leave those bits out but give a general idea. Diane and Ryan dated when they were in 9th grade, seeing how they were both in their late 20’s no one thought anything of it, except insecure Stacy. So anyways, they go out to a bar and I stay home and crash because it was already 2 am. The next morning Ryan takes all the girls out to see some sights while I stayed home and got ready to go to some pool parties. The first party nothing happened in particular but Diane and I were just chatting it up the whole time. We go to a second party at a friends’ house and that’s where all the fun starts to begin. (Sexy times) Diane, Lana and I are having a race on to who can get drunk the fastest, seeing how both of these ladies are small and petite, they won but I wasn’t far behind. We play drinking games until the sun goes down, there are other people there and we’re all having a blast. I look over to Diane and said “Hey we should get in to that hot tub right there.” Diane smiles and yells “Sure!”, she’s basically drunk, not wasted just drunk. She grabs Lana and all three of us are the only ones in the hot tub. There are two other friends by the hot tub we grab and pull into the hot tub for them to join us. It’s an above ground hot tub so space is limited so I being the cheeky bastard I am, grabbed Diane by the hips and sit her on my lap under the water. We’re still talking it up and the whole time I’m holding Diane’s hand and caressing her leg while maintaining the whole conversation with Lana not 1 foot away from me. Now I knew Diane was a free spirit but holy damn what she did next caught me off guard. She just stood up in front of everyone and asked “Why don’t everyone get naked, come on it’s Vegas.” FWOOP there goes her bikini top. Her tits are great; I’d say 50 cent piece size nipples. She sits back on my lap and we carry on like it’s nothing. Now my hand has migrated from her leg to now her exposed tits, just to see if she fights back. She doesn’t, in fact she just turned around and whispered in my ear, “You like what you see?” “Does it feel like I don’t?” I said as I pushed my now rock hard cock into her hip. Still Lana is like 1 foot away and the sexual tension between Diane and I was very apparent to everyone at the party. Eventually I finally pull Diane to kiss me, and she’s a great kisser, but she basically mouth raped me. I was expecting like a small peck as a first kiss, no Diane straight up wanted to tongue wrestle right away. She caught me off guard but it was pleasant. Lana is staring at us the whole time, her arms were under the water, I thought she was doing something but Lana had moved her hands to hold my legs. Don’t know what that was all about but wasn’t complaining. So I get done kissing Diane and we continue on like nothing is happening but under the water my hand is now rubbing Diane’s pussy. She’s trying hard to not react but she squirms a bit to give my hand easier access. I slide my hand down her bottoms and feel through all the hot water around us, her hot wet pussy. She leans back and is whisperingly moaning in my ear. I was so caught up in the moment didn’t even realize we were totally obvious. Oops. The owner of the house, whom was a cool guy about the whole thing, told us to go use the guest bedroom, which we totally obliged. I walk Diane in to the room and there’s a couch in the room and we begin to go at it. I sit on the couch and pull my shorts down, Diane had already pulled her bottoms down and she just climbed on and shoved me inside her. Now, go ahead and chew me out, we forgot the condom, we both stated earlier we were clean seeing how we both were tested earlier this year and haven’t had a sexual partner in forever. I begin to pump into her as I’m sucking on her tits. She’s moaning loud into my ear and she’s occasionally biting my neck. I push her aside and lay her down on the couch by the window. A window which we found out later was next to the hot tub. I’m pumping in her and she’s screaming how good my cock feels good in her pussy as she begins to have her first orgasm. I let her relax for a second, and myself too I about nutted in her that instant, then threw her on all fours on the ground by the couch. I begin to fuck her like that was my only purpose in life and she was beginning to orgasm again. I was about to at this point and ask her where she wanted my cum. “Just fucking cum in me ****”Well you don’t have to ask me twice as I begin to pump into her for another five minutes it seemed like I began to unload months of sexual deprivation cum into her, I thought I wasn’t going to stop cumming. As I’m cumming Diane is cumming hard, her pussy basically sucked me in to get all the cum it could. I’m about to pull out of her and she pushes me back in squeezing her pussy around my cock with her kegel muscles. That might has well been her sucking on my cock after I just nutted I was dying in pleasure there for a solid 30 seconds. We begin to put our bottoms back on, Diane’s top was still MIA, and we walked outside. What I had thought was 20 minutes of fucking wasn’t we had apparently been in side fucking for just over an hour. Ryan had slightly fist bumped me in front of Stacy which I found hilarious and we got back in the hot tub. Diane began kissing me and whispered “jesus, I can still feel your cum leaking out of me.” We hooked up all weekend long with a few memorable moments. If there’s any interest I’ll post those later.
Labor Day weekend camping fun, part 2 [MFMF]
Here is a more detailed account of our second night camping this past weekend. The second day Victoria and I spent hiking and taking a short canoe trip, a little more day drinking, and some more mid-day sex in our tent. We didn't see Erin and Chad until later in the afternoon, when we passed by their site again coming back from the canoe trip. They invited us to stop by for some beers again and we played cards and chatted, and ended up talking about how much fun we had all having sex in their tent the night before. Erin asked if we would be up for it again that night and Victoria responded right away saying, "Hell yeah!" I was glad Victoria was so into it, because I thought the whole situation was hot, one of the hottest sexual experiences I've had. So we made plans to do it again after dinner, only starting a little earlier this time so we could see each other, too.
Sarah and the therapist [f/M]
It seems to Sarah that the waiting room of the therapists office was designed by somebody with too much time to think about where everything should be. Each book, picture, and chair was in a spot that seemed just right. It annoyed her. Everything annoys her. Not in an angry way, more like a long sigh kind of annoyance.
The door to the office opens, and a man in his mid-30s with a day of stubble pokes his head out and waves her in. Sarah hadn't seen a therapist before, but she's struggling with college, with being on the brink of starting a career, and with confidence. A therapist seemed like the right option at the time, despite the cost cutting into her already meagre budget.
Sizing up the therapist, she sees a man takes care of himself. He stands straight, Sarah can feel his presence, but it isn't intimidating.
"I'm Dr. Andrews, but please, call me Francis. This is an open room, and I hope you don't mind me calling you Sarah." It wasn't a question, despite his phrasing.
The story of how I traded my virginity for a Play Station 3. [MFF]
I made the mistake of sharing this story with a friend who turned out to not be much of a friend at all. I can look back on it now and laugh, but at the time I was a much different person, and as you may have guessed, the story got out. It was incredibly humiliating, however, I know now its really not that big of a deal for a horny teenager. I am M.
15 pounds over weight, shy, kinky as hell, masturbating twice a day just would not cut it any longer, so to craigslist I turned. I was honest, "eager, young, shy, high school kid looking to loose his virginity." I was about as bold and honest with the title as I could be. The thought of being turned away at the door was unbearable, so I wanted to be sure everything was out on the table. 2 million selfies or so later I found one or two that were acceptable and the ad went live. I was positive someone would recognise me, but to be honest, I was so desperate I didn't think twice about it.
I Had My First Orgy And My Husband Doesn’t Know (affair)
I am happily married and had never been unfaithful to my husband. I have never been adventurous with sex or even had a one night stand, the most shocking thing I have ever done is have sex with someone on holiday after 3 dates. I used to model but gave it up for many years to become a mum. I managed to keep my figure and looks and really wanted to get back to work and luckily for me a great opportunity came up that I couldn’t refuse. I got offered a modelling job which involved going to a nice hot country for 2 weeks for a clothing photo shoot and staying in a fantastic villa with the other models (4 other girls and 3 guys). I kept a diary and have put this together from my diary entries.
When we arrived in the morning, the first thing we all did was put on our bikini’s and sunbathe by the pool. All the other girls sunbathed topless, I wasn’t too comfortable in doing so, but I didn’t want to be the odd one out, so I did as well. Most of the other girls also rolled up their bikinis to show as much skin as possible, 2 of them actually wore G string bikinis, only me and the other two wore a normal style. The three guys to my surprise also wore G strings.
[FINAL CHAPTER] TimeBender: Jakes Magic Remote – Part XXV – Closure [timestop MMF Mf str8]
The next morning was pleasant enough; the only one feeling remotely awkward was Jake, and he’d become quite adept at hiding that particular emotion. The others at the breakfast table – Tony, Lauren, and Lauren’s hangover – betrayed no sense that anything had gone wrong the night before. Nor should they, since nothing had.
Jake met up with Carol and Petra around lunchtime. The two had clearly bonded, and there was much giggling and sharing of pointed looks between them, but they refused to talk about what they’d been doing while he’d gone through his moral crises the day before. It was just as well, since he didn’t particularly feel like sharing either.
There was a lot to do, regardless. Jake unfortunately had to put his plans to make love to Petra on hold; as open as she seemed about sexuality, it still seemed weird to have sex with his girlfriend-daughter in front of their time-travelling future-daughter. And he knew from experience that he couldn’t freeze Carol; she had been practicing “timebending” for years, and he had no idea how her defenses worked.
The three of them walked into the office of a divorce lawyer in the early afternoon. He didn’t ask a lot of questions about the origin of the evidence against Sarah, and seemed convinced the case would be fairly open-and-shut should she decide to fight it. It was going to take most of the week to draw up the papers, he said, but he could draw up a notice of separation and intent for them right away.
Jake paid the retainer in cash and discussed with his new lawyer what his plan was for making a clean break.