Excuse the horrible grammar. I guess it all started about a year ago as a curiosity about men. I was texting a friend (we'll call him Phil) who's bi and a versatile bottom, and the discussion came to the topic about me experimenting. Phil was very supportive, saying that I should find a partner that wouldn't pressure me. Well fuck it, me and Phil were friends since college I figured since I'm talking to him about it I might as well try to have him "show me the ropes". An agreement was made with rules and boundaries. In the meantime I was deployed which didn't stop the questions I asked about various acts and what not. After coming home for a while with the convo's still going on, I was handed a golden opportunity. I get back into town and crash at Phil's place. Now by this time I had done a little research, browsed porn, read yaoi (don't judge), and browsed this exact subreddit. I was definitely attracted to men and women but at the same time inexperienced and nervous.
Naturist experience combats my insecurities [F]
A week ago, I had never had a naturist experience. I don’t have any strong feelings either way about naturism. I haven’t actively avoided it, but then nor have I particularly sort it out. It’s just never been part of my world. A couple of years ago, some curious part of me watched a handful of fly on the wall documentaries about the lifestyle on Channel 4 but that’s where my contact with it had pretty much started and stopped.
Hubbie and I booked a fortnight in the South of France, camping on a beachside resort. He’s been trying to encourage me for years to sunbathe topless, but my anxiety about my physical appearance has always stopped me. Playing with me, he joked about the naturist resort next door and how this would be a holiday where we could strip off entirely if we wanted to frolick in the Mediteranean sea. I scoffed at his joke, knowing I was not the sort to expose my body to the world, not with just how badly my diet had been going (8 years after starting it I weighed more than when I started). Don’t get me wrong, I’m not awful to look at. I’m tall, and an hour glass with great tits and shapely bum – but my tummy is squishier than I’d like, and my thighs… I could write for hours about my thighs.
A Little Neighborly Help m/f
My next door neighbor came over a few days in a row to help me with some painting. My husband was at work and kids at school. He is retired and kind of a distinguished gentleman. I couldn't help but notice he kept staring at me. Then I noticed the bulge that had developed. To make things more interesting I wore some sexy shorts, loose low cut tops, thin bras, and tried to give him as much to look at as possible. After a couple of days he couldn't take it any longer, and said as much, and put his hands on my shoulders from behind. Without resistance he slid his hands down to my butt, gave me a light squeeze then slid his way up to my boobs. I couldn't help but to relax and allow him to have his way with me. It was so exciting; like being 20 again. He took me over to the couch, kissed me while feeling my breasts, then sat me down and pulled out the most beautiful cock. My eyes were fixed on his dick and I could feel myself immediately begin getting wet. He was a little bigger than my husband, and quite a bit thicker. I instinctively opened my mouth and he gently began pumping in and out slowly at first then picked up pace as he became more and more excited. He flooded my mouth. I tried to swallow as much as I could but some dribbled out on to my blouse. What an experience. The next morning when he came over, he came in, and without saying a word gave me a deep kiss, turned me around, bent me over, and had his way with my other hole. He filled me up so well, first with his thick dick, then with huge streams on cum. When the painting job is done I will have to think of another reason to keep him coming over.
Does it hurt? [Mf]
It's cold, she finds herself thinking as she stands in the snow, she looks down and sees that it's up to her ankles and her toes are tingling, but she dare not move as behind her holding her in place is a man that she knows will punish her for it.
She feels his hands running down and over her sides his grip firm but caring, he slides his hands down to her waist and then around to her backside, he pulls his hand back and then releases a slap on to her right ass cheek."Does it hurt" he asks his voice a low pitched growl as she can hear the enjoyment he is getting out of seeing her naked in the snow, "It does" she replies "But in a good way".
The man lets out a short puff of breath as he slaps her ass again and again, leaving a red hand print in place, he then moves to her other cheek and begins to do the same slapping it over and over again, with each slap she lets out a yelp and then a soft moan as she can feel herself becoming more and more aroused.
The Sex Student – Part 20
This part was about the only experience I had that didn't involve pain but still haunts my memories…
Part 20
Frank picked me up the next Saturday. He took me to his place and sent me to the bathroom. There was an enema kit there to use. I used the kit, showered and dried myself properly. Frank was waiting in the bedroom, and he wasn't alone. There was another man there, and a woman. The woman was naked except for a pair of red tall heal shoes, but even without she would be tall, her breasts were full and she had tattoos up and down her all over, nearly covering her skin except her hands and head. The man was wearing leather pants and had tattoos and piercings. Frank was sitting with him in his robe, the woman standing next to the bed, head down.
"Lilly, this is Roland, he is a dom in our circle, and this is his sub, Ariel"
Roland walked over to me "Hello my dear, nice to meet you finally" his accent was European, but I couldn't place it. He led me over to the chairs were Frank still was. Frank motioned me to kneel down so I complied.
Drunken sex with my coworker for the first time (m/f)
I will preface this by saying I am 18 years old and male. My coworker (lets call her Steph) is 24.
Yesterday was Canada day, and 5 people were over having beers on Steph's rooftop. She had previously invited me to crash on her couch because I lived far away from my work and we both needed to be there early. After 12 beers and some tequila, our friends decided it was time to head out, and after we walked them to the door we decided we would keep drinking tequila while watching some Game of Thrones.
We turned on an episode and I sat on her couch, but when she came over she told me she wanted to cuddle and asked me to lie down. I obliged and she was quickly on top snuggled into me. Soon after that she looked at me and we were making out. Hard. I shut her computer and she wanted to move to her bedroom.
Once we got there I drunkenly fell/jumped into her bed (which broke the bed), and when I turned around her shirt was off and she told me to take off my pants. I got them half way off when she yanked the rest off of me with my boxers as well.
How I became a guy who services other guys. [M/M/M/M]
A couple weeks ago I was in a position to advance my career by giving another man a blowjob. I did. I sucked his cock and swallowed his cum. I loved every second of servicing him while he told me what to do.
He eventually told two other guys at work that I had given him a blowjob, and they wanted the same from me.
I was hesitant at first, but decided that i should just go with it. I decided to give the first guy who knew, Carl we can call him, a blowjob in the bathroom. I didnt so much as give him a blow job so much as he fucked my mouth until he came. I was shocked by how he used my mouth. He came in my mouth and took a couple pictures of him in my mouth before he commanded me to swallow.
After I drank what he left in my mouth, Miguel swapped places with him and demanded I service him too. he went slower in my mouth and seemed to really enjoy me giving him head. Once he started to cum, he pushed in me as far as he could and moaned as he shot his load.
First time as another couple’s second male; very fulfilling first swinging experience.
For many years I (32M)had fantasized about having a threesome with two men and a woman. My partner and I (two kids, many years together) have had a handful of threesomes with another woman, and a foursome with another man and a woman, but still I was interested in the mmf/mfm variety. I have also very slowly had a growing interest in being sexual with another man for my first time, ideally in a threesome setting.
My partner and I had asked a male friend of ours to join us, but the proposition was never acted on by him. It was actually quite difficult for us to think of another man or couple who could join us in bed, and I think this is a fairly common problem. Our ideal situation would be with someone we know, like, trust, and are attracted to, but someone who we don’t see too regularly, and someone who is open to non-normative sexual encounters. Even though we live in a sex- and queer-positive community where many people are in, or have experimented with, open relationships or polyamory, it is still hard for us to find people who are into it… and we haven’t wanted to risk making friends awkward so we haven’t asked too many people. I feel like I've heard the statement before; 'It's easier to make swingers your friends than make your friends into swingers.'
I couldn’t resist when I saw you.. (M/F)
I slip behind you, wrapping my arms around your waist, kissing the back of you neck, soft little kisses up your neck and a soft slow pucker of you ear. I felt you shimmer and lean forward, you sweet little ass pushing against my groin, feeling me against you, growing. I slide my hand over you breasts, holding one on my hand, rubbing you nipple in circles over you shirt. turns into me, and kisses my lips passionately, as i place my hands on you cheeks, moving you forward to the bed behind you, forcing you back onto the bed. i lift your skirt up a bit and kiss my way up your thighs, then back down as i slip you panties down past you ankles, dropping it to the floor as i start to kiss my way back up your thighs, stopping for a second and kissing you pussy with a peck of my lips. my hands slide up your legs, feeling you soft smooth skin and and hips, lifting you skirt up past you tummy, exposing yourself completely to me, i hear you laugh a bit nervously as you hand slides through my hair as i slide my tongue into you pussy, slide up and down, feeling my tongue push you lips apart, hearing you moan softly and whisper baby you dont need to do this as i move my tongue up and down enjoying the taste of you. i humm hmmmhmmmm in a deep low vibrating humm and you arch your head back in silent agreement. i slide my tongue up to you clit, teasing it gently with the tip of my tongue, moving it side to side then flicking the tip of my tongue back and forth over it as i slide my finger in you, slipping in pefectly as you gets wetter, sliding my finger back and forth in and out of you pussy, slow deep strokes as i wrap my lips around you clit sucking in ever so gently and playing you clit with my tongue, i slide my other hand up under you shirt, grabbing you breast in my free hand, taking you nipple in between my thumb and forefinger, gently playing with them as they harden in my hand. moving both of my hands to you hips, i lower my mouth a bit and start to move my tongue in slow circles on the edge of you pussy, before slipping it in, curving my tongue up trying to reach you gspot. you moans softly and lifts you hips a bit and i rise with you, moving my tongue up and down inside of you, loving every bit of you.. you whisper again louder 'baby, you don't have to do this' and with that I push my tongue deeper, lifting my hands to you, holding your arms down letting you know you is not going to let you go. I slip my tongue back out and start to move it up and down between you clit and pussy, long slow strokes moving my tongue side to side as I go up, then down then back up again, taking my time, listening to you as you let out a soft moan, lifting your legs, and arching your back as you feels my tongue playing with you. You hips rise and lower as you feelsthe energy flow through you body. I wrap my lips around you clit again and play with you, tossing it back forth gently side to side up and down, the tip of my tongue circiling it as I hear you breath heaver, whimper and shudder as you gets closer and closer as I hummmmm again with pleasure loving listening to you get closer with each stroke of my tongue, each flick of you clit. I feel you arms starting to fight back but i hold them down as you hips start to move up and down, you head leaning far back then forward, your eyes clenched whispering yes yes yes please please dont stop over and over. feeling you so close, I slow down a bit and let your clit loose, and slowly slide my tongue back and forth in slow, wide strokes hoping to draw you out, I want to hold off, make you need it and when you go it all cums out. I let go of you hands as i slide my hands under you shirt taking you breasts in my hands, squeezing them firmly. as I you starts to breath hard short bursts of breath then lets out a long loud slow moan as i feel your body quiver as i slide my tongue back into you hot wet pussy, and i feel you body tighten and you moans yes dont stop please please please dont stop and I flick my tongue up and down in you, slowly loving listening to you as you start to cum, feeling you body contort and tighten as the orgasm overtakes you before you collapses back, letting go of and moaning loudly, letting out long breaths, as it starts to come down.. I stop. gently kiss you soaking pussy and let go of you and slowly kiss my way up you, leaning as I rise over you, looking down at you eyes, smiling back at me.
[mf] College Crush, on the professor’s desk.
Her class had just let out and I usually mulled around in the hallway, trying to look inconspicuous while I waited to catch a glimpse of her leaving her classroom. I waited and while I watched many heads walk past, I didn’t see her bright blond. I paced for a moment, wondering if I had missed seeing her. She probably wasn’t here today, but it couldn’t hurt to peek into the classroom to double check.
She was sitting in a desk, chewing on a pen and reading a piece of paper. I stared at her, taking in her beautiful form while she didn’t know I was looking. After a moment, she put down the paper. Spotting me in the doorway, she curled her fingers up and down in an abbreviated form of a wave and her feminine tones rang across the room, “Can I help you?”
My heart thumped in my chest and my mind blanked as I panicked about what to say back.
She tilted her head and said, “I can’t help but notice that you were staring at me. Do you need help with something? I don’t recognize you from class.”
“Um, you’re taking this class.”