A Dalliance From Ti[M]es Abroad

I spotted her from across the smoking area, wearing a sun dress. I'm a sucker for a summer sun dress, the way it flows and reveals, the way it lets a womans' body speak for itself. I was abroad, and my grasp of the language was not at a fluent level. I am not a sharp dresser, and don't necessarily present myself well. Also, I was sporting a mustache, which many women find to be an either-or sort of feature. My confidence was not initially high.

There were mitigating factors, however. I was a foreigner, and as such could play to the exotic even though I'm normally an everyday sort of dude. I was hanging with friends, among whom were some beautiful girls, so my trustworthiness was upgraded from the get go. Also, I was drinking copiously. My shyness was, in the end, no barrier. I made my way through the crowd and we started talking over lagers.

Keep it in your Pants.

Dead. Yes I am dead. Been so for over two hundred and fifty years. It did not have to happen. It was my fault. I never learned to keep my place, to keep my thing in its place.

It started when Miss Josephine returned from that eastern finishing school. I do not know what they taught her there but I do know that she came back very interested in learning about sex. That is where I come in. You see, I am or rather was, two hundred and fifty years ago, a house slave. I was only six months into my training. I was being groomed to replace Jesse who spent his life serving dinner to the white folks. White gloves and all. Since I was the younger, it was part of my duties to bring in water from the well for the house. That is where it began.

Miss Josephine came to me one day while I was bringing water back to the house. Saucy thing she was too in that frilly dress. Practically begged me to do her. Took my hand and put it straight on her breast. Did not ask me, just did it. Probably figured that since her father owned me, she could do what she liked. It was the truth too, though, I do not think that her father had this in mind.

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The Sex Student – Part 24

Hi all,

Sorry I haven't posted… but yea summer and surgery recovery and… well got busy.

Also, I feel a bit let down by the interest in the last few parts, so if you do like these let me know!

Anyways… part 24:


index of previous parts

Part 24

The next week went by so slowly. I was so very very horny every day. I had to finger myself 2-3 times a day. I had never felt this way, and the fact that midterms were soon and I had to study didn't help.

Thrusday Frank texted me and said he wanted to pick me up Friday night. I answered back an all caps "YES!" within seconds. He asked me to wear a dress and under it one of the slip sets he'd bought me.

I got all dressed up in a nice red long dress I'd bought over the summer and the red slip set under it. Lady in Red I was… I tossed on a jacket over it and sized myself up… not bad I guess. Frank pulled up right on time and we headed off, but instead of to his house he headed downtown. Frank took me out to a nice restaurant and we had dinner… it was odd this was almost like a date, except Frank didn't talk to me hardly at all, I wondered if Frank was looking to change our relationship and I hoped deep down he didn't.

The Delayed Flight [MF]

A bit of background. I knew this girl while attending city college in my home town, she was from Sweden and attending the same CC. We struck up a friendship and that was how we spent most of our relationship mainly because she was "pretty much only into girls." The "pretty much" is key. I'd seen her with a guy or two in our few years as friends but each only lasted a couple weeks. She mostly had girlfriends.

The actual story: This girl is beautiful, gorgeous, light-skinned face perfectly kissed by the California sun, perky B cups bordering on Cs, a toned body with just a little bit of extra in all the right places. She was getting ready to fly back home to Sweden and was at LAX, I was in my apartment in the Valley, when I got a call from her saying her flight was delayed and she opted to take a flight the next day. I drove down to pick her up and took her for one last "American dinner" before we made it back to my apartment. At this point we were just two friends that hadn't seen each other in a few months and nothing special. I made up the air mattress for her, we watched a bad movie on Netflix and then went to sleep separately.

My First Time Being Treated Like A Slut. [m/m]

My first sexual experience with a guy took place almost 3 years ago. I still fantasise about it all the time.

I was 25 at the time and had always considered myself straight. I had had plenty of girlfriends in the past but at this point in my life I had been single for about 2 and a half years. I can't tell you exactly how it happened but I remember watching a lot of cumshot porn. Lots of beautiful girls getting huge loads of cum covering their faces, dripping down into their mouths and down their chins. Before I knew it, the dicks in the porn I was watching got bigger and bigger and my dick got harder and harder.

Suddenly, I needed to be on my knees in front of a huge cock. All I could think about was doing everything in my power to please a cock and make it shoot cum all over my face. I wanted cock but i NEEDED cum.

After a few days of searching I found this guy on the internet. He seemed nice enough and he didn't look like a serial killer in his pics so I decided to take the plunge.

A story I shared with someone who PM’d me after my last one. A very successful Tinder date [MF]

So, I met up with this girl Colleen through tinder the other night. It was pretty clear from the texts between us that we both just wanted to get down. She's about 5'8" ish?, blonde, perky average size tits and a little bit of a booty. Not a stunner in the face, but hey I'm an equal opportunity guy. We meet at a bar downtown and have a few beers. I'm making her laugh, she's getting a little handsy as we get buzzed. Eventually, she looks at me and says "let's get out of here, will you walk me home?". You're sure as shit I will Colleen, it is clearly time to fuck. Blah blah blah we walk home etc. I guess one important detail here is that we stop a few times to drunkenly make out on the walk. This girl likes to kiss and she is damn good too. We get to her house, normal bullshit on the couch, then we make-out our way to her bedroom. We're kissing and pulling clothes off each other, and I'm making sure that I get her naked first because I am hungry for some pussy. I think I mentioned in my last story that I love eating pussy. A lot. Sometimes I worry I'll get something from putting my tongue on so many random ladies, but fuck it. Anyway, I succeed in getting Colleen naked first, and waste no time kissing my way down to her cunt. I tease her a little at first, licking the outside of her lips and very very gently down the slit… Then I just dive in to her clit with my tongue, really going at it. She's moaning and having a great time, grabbing my head in a very sexy way. I decide to step it up because she's being a fun chick. I put two fingers in her and start searching up and in for her g-spot. Searching searching searching and "OHHH FUCCCKKK" yup that's it Colleen. So now I've got my fingers going in there, my tongue still lapping at her clit, and she is gushing. I can feel (and hear) her getting close, and she starts saying "i'm gonna cum don't stop, i'm gonna cum don't stop" over and over. She keeps breathily gasping that even as I feel her cumming for the first time. I obey and keep going, and she keeps telling me not to stop… so I don't….for a long long time. It felt like hours but it was probably only ten minutes that this awesome chick was just cumming and cumming. More power to her. Eventually she collapses back and I stop. I start moving up so that I can fuck her, Colleen just had a serious moment though so she says "hold on and just come kiss me". As I mentioned this girl is a great kisser and it's hot that she doesn't mind her own taste, so I oblige. I lay next to her and we make out, my hands exploring the parts of her I hadn't yet paid attention to… her perky tits and her nice round ass. I know she's beginning to recover when she kind of rolls over and straddles me. We're still kissing and she starts grinding her wet pussy on my cock. Is there a term for that, when she's grinding and my cock sorta glides between her lips? Anyway that's what was happening and it is one of my favorite feelings. We do this for a while until it's too much for me to take. I put on a condom as gracefully as possible and enter her. I'm not going to lie and tell you she was the tightest girl ever, I had just been fucking her with two fingers so she was already warmed up. But regardless her pussy felt amazing, I love how it feels when a woman is on top. She kept kissing me deeply, and although we had just met through fucking tinder it all felt pretty passionate. I couldn't decide whether I liked her tits or ass better so I had a hand on each. We fucked like this for a while and I eventually came, nothing too exciting there. We laid together for a while and chatted, she told me she loves being eaten out and I was the best she had ever had (a big compliment for me!). I haven't seen her since but writing this has me thinking of texting her! Hope this does the trick for you again :) If you think it's good enough maybe i'll even post it to the subreddit

[M] Story of my first time. Have told only a few people, I think it will feel good to tell this story. After typing all this out, I realize I still love this girl.

I am 32 years old now but was 18 when I had sex for the first time. This story means a lot to me and I don't make a habit of telling everyone all about my sex life. I think it will feel good to tell this story 14 or 15 years later.

I was raised in a conservative home and started to have doubts about a lot of things in high school. So the summer after I graduated I rented a cabin in the Adirondacks to be alone, to hike and to see if I could figure some things out. I had met a girl in the previous year while on a retreat and had exchanged info so I figured I would take a weekend trip to see her now that I was on my own. Now, being a good Christian boy for so long, I didn't know what to expect. I hoped that maybe we would make out or, if I was really honest with myself, that sex would finally happen. I show up for a party at her house – her parents were out of town – and she turns out to be a total B. She ended up with another guy and only said a few words to me the entire night.

Possessing your girlfriend’s body

I want to start off that I never believed any of that necromancy, devil worshipping, black magic stuff would work. The only reason I even had the literature is because I went on a torrenting binge and a few of the pieces were in bundles I grabbed. But you know what happens, curiosity gets the best of you and the next thing you know, you’ve polished off three books. I won’t lie, the spells and bindings did sound intriguing. Who wouldn’t want to read people’s minds or freeze time? But those things asked for the blood of a sickly mountain goat, the original sole of an Air Jordan II and ice from Sugarloaf Mountain. Pretty precise items that I, as a broke ass college graduate, did not have. I tried to levitate an egg; I failed. I tried to speak to my dog; I offended her. I even tried to make a voodoo doll; I ended up hurting myself more than anyone else. I was kind of burnt out from all the experimenting. Truth be told, I was no scientist. I took a Science Fiction lab in college just so I wouldn’t have to do actual science! But that’s beside the point. There was one more I wanted to try. I mean, it would fail. I knew that. The book knew that. My dog probably knew that. Basically, the gist of the spell (is that what they are? Spells? I’ve only seen the Will Ferrell version of Betwitched so my magic knowledge is subpar at best) is that I’ll “take control” of a person and be able to implant ideas (for lack of a better term) into their mind and hopefully that will alter their personality a little. The answer was obvious. I was going to use Karenina as my muse. We’ve been together for about…I don’t know, three years? Three years sounds right. We live together, we have the dog, and for the most part, everything is great. The one downside is that after the honeymoon phase, our sex life kind of just…died. There’s always an excuse and I won’t be the bad one here, I’ve made excuses too. Headaches, too late at night, that time of the month, the dog is comfy, you name it and we’ve heard it.

?? [Mf] [anal]

Mark Smith gently grabs her boobs, rubbing her nipples.

Rosie would have her boob grabbed. Mark Smith gently grabs her boobs, rubbing her nipples. Rosie attemp to kiss his lip, Grabbing his body, Still going up and down slowly.

Rosie attempted to kiss his lip, Grabbing his body, Still going up and down slowly.

Rosie would kiss his lips, Touching his body, Still going up and down slowly Mark Smith moans loudly, attempting to turn the kiss into a snog

Mark Smith slips his tounge inside her mouth, holding her cheek

Rosie would try and touch his tounge with her tounge.

Mark Smith moves his hands down to her ass, groping it firmly.

Rosie would still be snoging.

Mark Smith begins to push against her, pushing his cock deeper inside of her.

Rosie stop snogging, Screaming loudly.

Rosie yells "Aaargh , Aaah."

Mark Smith slaps her ass as he begins to fuck her pussy faster.

Rosie would start to be bounceing more, as her boobs start to go up and down.

Rosie stop snogging, Screaming loudly.

Rosie yells "Aaargh , Aaah."