Hey Baby Its the Telephone man (last part)

So with her giving me the go ahead I held her head in my hands and began to kiss her all around her mouth and her sexy neck. She smelled amazing and I was shaking with excitement. I tried to go slow and easy but she just grabbed my head and pressed her mouth against me so hard. She opened her lips and we practically ate each others face. She was a wild one. Very hungry, insanely turned on. She started to mutter stuff like "I wanted you when you walked in the door the first time and why the fuck did you take so long to come on to me…" etc.

I told her I wasn't sure if she was fucking with me… she seemed to think that was hot cuz she grabbed for my ass and started to moan in my mouth. She had a great tongue and she was a friggin hot kisser. I started to feel more relaxed since she was so into it so I just went for it…. Years of MILF fantasies poured into my head and I didn't know where to start first.

[f/m/m/m/m] Four blowjobs, a bitch, and one finished relationship

Someone asked me in a PM how my weekend was and I ended up writing enough to make a mild-ish story for you all. Sorry the writing's kinda shitty, I didn't mean for this to be posted here and now i'm too lazy to fix it. Well, here's my weekend:

I just hit up a few friends for some fun on Sat. night. I went to a friend's house to watch a movie. There was him and 3 other guys there, and one of them had his girlfriend with him. Something in the movie got us talking about blowjobs for some reason and one of the guys said he never had one before. The guy with the girlfriend said he had some good ones before, and his gf flipped the fuck out. Apparently she never would blow him, and the only other girl he dated was a friend of hers, who told her she never did suck his dick. But now the guy's saying his last girl sucked it all the time and she was good at it.

My first night as a prostitute

As an introduction: I was 19, in my first year of college and got a part-time job at a hotel reception. After a while I noticed the regular girls entertaining guests there and ended up chatting with my manager about it. He told me that these things are tolerated and he told me jokingly that if I want he can get me into it. I just laughed but I though about it later, kinda intrigued me.

Later when he brought it up again I kept a window open on the subject, told him I was curious on how much a girl makes and he shared the details. He even told me that at least 2-3 guests noticed me and asked about my availability. That made me feel wanted and really got me interested, I just blushed and told him that he should tell me next time that happens.

A week later he came to me one night and told me that he wants to talk but we need to keep things on a serious tone now. He has a gentleman that wants company and thought about me, he knows that he's a great guy and I should not worry. He needed an honest and quick answer because the man didn't want to wait. I was basically stunned then but he reassured me and told me to just do a one time try and see how things will go.

I [M] was used for sex last night by a woman and it was incredible.

Stereotypes pave the way of men to be thought of as the ones who pick up a girl, use her for sex, and send her packing. Typically their pleasure is all that's on their mind instead of the girl's.

I got to experience the other side of that for the first time last night and it makes me feel so used and dirty that I can't stop thinking about it. But in a good way. A really hot way.

So I went to a friend's birthday dinner last night. We ate, had some drinks, and relocated to a hookah bar for more drinks and some hookah, clearly.

A friend of his wasn't able to make dinner, but came to the hookah bar. I'd never met her before but when she walked in I was floored. Incredibly sexy brunette, in a short shirt with a killer body. Her ass was a thing of beauty, and she has curves in all the right places. Think Adrianne Palicki. Damn.

Anyway, I had an empty chair next to me so she sat there.

We flirted through the night, we bought each other a drink and as the night wound down we drunkenly started telling each other dirty things.

Our First House Party

Certain things in life come and go but true love can, and should, last a lifetime. The same goes for true passion. Any husband should love and hold his wife up on a pedestal so high that only he can reach. And any wife should cherish the love he shows, return the same emotions, and understand the needs of her man. In this particular case, she DEFINITELY understands the needs of her man.

It’s been nearly 4 years since their first sexual exploration at the club but rarely a dull moment since. In fact, there have been some developments in her willingness to try new things. Skipping past the time she had her first girl-girl experience in the hot tub, and skipping past the night in the club where he was licking her pussy while another girl was sucking her tits. Those stories will come later, maybe as a flashback. For now, this will be a flash forward.

The Best Drunken Mistake I’ve Made- Part 2

(If you haven’t read the first part of my story the here is the link. Sorry it took so long for me to write this. I got nervous at how many people liked it and almost didn’t post this. I’m glad I am now tho.)

The next morning was more comfortable than I ever could have imagined. You would’ve thought Davey, Scott and I had been having sex for years. They both were completely unafraid to talk about it and there was absolutely no shame being thrown around at all. When Kyle finally came out from his tent from his tent the first Davey immediately yelled across the whole camp ground “DUDE, KYLE! We totally got fucked up and had a three way last night!”. We all started laughing uncontrollably. “No way!? That makes so much sense! We could totally hear you guys and had no fucking idea what was going on!”. The fact that our entire group was able to laugh about such an intense experience goes to show how open and carefree this group was. Not only that, but on the first night the tone was set that anything could happen on this trip, and you were going to be greeted with laughter instead of judgment.

Going to the dick exchange – Part 1: testing the waters (f/M and other people)

First off: some parts of this might come off as a little braggy. Let me assure that that's not what this is about, it's just how that experience came to be.

So this is about my wife and me and how we started swinging. We are in our early 30s, have been together for well over 10 years and are both presentable looking people but no models. She has long red hair, is quite busty (D cups) and has curves in all the right places. I am a worker, so muscles but not very defined, sadly.

We have a good thing going on in the bedroom (among other places), we know what the other likes, dislikes and outright refuses to do and we respect each other. But as the years go by, things start to slow down and even the most fun part of our relationship became quite the routine.

So we both start talking about it. I'd like to spice things up with other positions, places and techniques, she also has her wishes. "I'd like to have a really rough fuck one day!" was one of the more blunt statements issued during one of out post coital talks. "I can to that, you naughty little thing!" – "Well, there's the problem: YOU can't."

Hey Baby Its the Telephone Man Part 2 (just the lead up to the sex)

I would love to tell you all that she jumped me and we screwed like crazy and all that… but we didn't. Not yet!

I know now that if I had the balls to make a move she would have jumped in with both feet. But I was too stupid to know that.

So she was very flirty and I flirted back and she knew that I was checking her out like crazy. I tossed a couple soft compliments her way and she blushed a little and said thanks … but I told her I had to get going and she said ok… seemed a bit disappointed and walked me to the door. Suddenly her face lit up and she said hey, the pics from my vacation will be in soon, you should stop by and I can show them to you. (I had told her I had never been to the Bahamas but really wanted to go there). I was like "Yeah that would be great!"

So I gave her my pager number (yes pager, I told you it happened a long time ago).

Hilly and Ben – Their First Date 1 [mf][mast]

Click on my name for the first part of the story: The Choir Trip


Hilly tossed her bags from the choir trip on her bed and looked around her room. There were posters on the walls for bands she didn't listen to anymore. The furniture was still the curvy white and pink bedroom set her parents had bought when she was five. It was covered with stickers from cartoons and games she'd once loved. Even though she'd only been gone for three days, it felt like a stranger's room.

"So tell me all about Ben," Rose said as she quietly shut the door. The tone in her mother's voice was a mix of excitement and fear. When Hilly didn't answer right away, Rose studied her face more closely.

"He's a nice guy from choir who's going to tutor me in algebra."

Rose didn't look like she bought it. "When I was your age there was an older guy I was head over heels for. We dated for a while, but he wanted to do things I wasn't ready to do."

"I'm ready to understand algebra, Mom." Hilly tried hard to keep the impatience out of her voice.

Driving down the highway! {F/M}

This will be a quick little story for all you pervs, as there isn't much build up. This memory just popped in my head so I thought I'd share real quick.

I was "18" at the time and my first boyfriend and I got united to stay a week at my dads house, who happened to live 3 states away.

So we go down there and of course my dad made us sleep in separate rooms. No boy was going to defile his little girl under his roof. Guess he didn't realize that I'd been getting fucked almost daily for the past year.

The week went by and my boyfriend and I never found a chance even for a quickie. We snuck away once in the backyard and he finger banged me for about 2 minutes, but we almost got caught. That was all the action I had for the entire time.

When we finally left for home, I was in a state of frustration that I hadn't had since I started having sex. We had a long 8 hour drive ahead, and I couldn't wait to get back because as soon as we got to my house, I was going to make sure he fucked me before he went home.