Sometimes nice guys finish first… Or at least get to finish [FM]

Oh this sweet man. I still adore him.

So it’s kind of a long story why, but I’m barred in two places (as an attorney). They don’t have reciprocity so I had to travel out of state to take the second bar.

*Damn y’all! Can I write a sexy opening or what? Are you rock hard yet?*

So I was horribly broke at the time. I had had exactly four big girl paychecks then and was deeply in depth from my summer of studying. So I stayed at an AirBNB where I rented a room in a house with five dudes.

The first two days I completely ignored them. They were kind of annoying and I assumed younger than me (turns out they were all older). They did A LOT of cocaine and made a couple of comments about me when they thought I was out of earshot.

After I finished my exam, I honestly didn’t know anyone in the state so when they asked if I wanted a drink with them I accepted.

You learn a lot about people when they assume you’re not as smart as them.

[M24] I had a threesome with my g[F22] and her BF[F22]

I’ll call myself Gabe, my gf Ella, and my gf’s friend Kara.

When I started to date Ella, she gave me a fair warning that her bff Kara was usually with her. I didn’t mind, both Ella and kara had blonde hair, blue eyes, sexy bodies, and nice smiles. Ella and Kara were always together, which got to be annoying at times. When I would want to hang out with Ella, she was usually with Kara. When I invited Ella to my place (I had my own apartment), Ella would usually ask if it was okay for Kara to come along. At first I didn’t mind, but there were many times I wish Kara wasn’t there. After about 2 months, I confessed to Ella about Kara, saying she’s around too much when I just wanted to spend some time with just Ella. Ella told me Kara was going through a bad break-up and just didn’t want to be alone. But eventually, Ella understood and told Kara, then Ella and I got to spend more time together.

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[MF] A night to remember on the high seas.

me lurker, first-time contributor you could say, but reading the adventures of others on here makes me want to toss my hat in the ring. I’ve never really been much of a lothario. Long-term singledom, or long-term relationship seemed to be my wheelhouse, so when I was in a dry spell to rival the Sahara, a good friend of mine convinced me to go on a cruise with him. It took some convincing, but at the very least I’d see some cool places if debauchery on the high seas fizzed out.

I won’t go into detail about the cruise line or the itinerary other than to say that the Mediterranean is fabulous at most times of the year, but it was a colossal ship, a floating city really. Decks and decks of cabins, bars, and restaurants. You name it, they had it. I swear there was an ice sculpture somewhere near the laser tag and you could probably request someone to write a sonnet in your honour if you paid enough.

The Break and the Bestfriend, PT 7 [FF][Punish]

(I feel obligated to say…potential trigger warning. Read at your own discretion)

I slept in the next morning. I watched Red’s video countless times, but rather than feeling anger and betrayal like I had expected. I was only getting excited by the footage. There was no doubt in my mind that Red was with my boyfriend all night. She still had yet to come home. I’d be lying if I didn’t wonder if she was trying to take him from me. Was it her plan to have me fuck around to leave him wide open for the taking? I remembered her glee when texting with him. The look of pure bliss and affection. There was no doubt, Red was in love with my boyfriend. But was he in love with her? Did he still love me?

My mind was tormented at the considerations. There was no evidence to support how he was feeling, and I couldn’t be mad at him. I had given in to extreme lust in the short time we’d been separated. I needed to talk to him and Red. This needed to be sorted out.

He Choked And Whipped Me Into Submission

**And for the first time ever made me squirt!**

He’d suggested it casually, almost as a joke.
“Wouldn’t it be fun to try wearing a collar?”
I was intrigued.
“Sure,” I said, “I’ve never tried anything like that before.”
I’ve always loved raw, rough sex, especially doggy when the man is pinning me down and plowing between my legs, his hands round my neck.

Don’t Play with your Food Kitten (MF) [DM] [Alley Sex] [Blowjob] [Light Touches] [Arms Up]

Entrée

We’re in an alley and I have you pushed up against the wall. There is a well-lit street only a few feet away, with people passing by, but it’s night, and dark where we stand, no one can see us…

I hold your hands against the wall beside your head, and we kiss. Maybe I’ll fuck you here in this alley, maybe I’ll have you suck me off, but not just yet, right now we make love with our lips.

We start off with just soft little presses, mouth to mouth, rubbing, feeling the shape of each other, then nipping, sucking, licking as we lose ourselves in it.

I lick inside your top lip, then kiss/suck it, then bite your lower, pulling it out making you lean towards me, while you’re still held back by my hands pinned to the wall.

I suck your lip into my mouth, still softly biting, making you moan and grind yourself against me as I nibble it, aching to touch me, but loving the way I control your body at the same time.

I let go of your lip and unleash our lust, your head banging against the wall with the force of our mouths clashing, tongues tangling, bodies pressed together.

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[MF] Fucking Beauty

Names changed obviously. The intro is pretty long but important to the sex. There will be more about adventures with this person, too. If you like it, that is.

I almost married the most objectively beautiful woman I, or anyone around me, has ever met. Allie had the face and poise of prime 1980s Isabella Rossellini, the body of Scarlett Johansson during her Black Widow gigs, and the libido of Sasha Grey. She was an adrenaline junkie who was equally adventurous, curious, cultured and smart. All of this was wrapped with an aura of sensuality that mesmerized those that encountered her. It changed my life.

She always wanted to be recognized as the smartest person in the room instead of the most beautiful. This also happened to be her greatest flaw. Although smart, she wasn’t even the smartest person in her own home, and her incessant, relentless attempts to gain intellectual superiority over all others made her unlikeable by most who engaged with her. Although, she didn’t care.

During our three-year relationship, which ended in a broken engagement, she alienated all but only a couple of my friends, she barely had any friends of her own, and she didn’t notice.

I [24M]was seduced by a [21F] Muslim girl from a strict family for some of the hottest sex I’ve ever had [MF]

To preface this was from a few years ago. For context she was slim with about 5’5 with beautiful brown skin, curly hair and large breasts for her frame. I am 6’2, fair skinned and slim with short brown hair and a beard.

We met on bumble and after a bit of flirting she asked me what I wanted and then told me straight up that she wanted me “to fuck” her. I’d never had a someone be so forward on a dating app, and it quickly escalated to her asking me for pictures of my dick and telling me I had a beautiful cock that she wanted to “lick it like an ice cream cone” (a phrase which has stuck with me ever since).

We sexted for a few weeks before deciding to get an Airbnb near her university where we could finally meet in person. I had just started working my first corporate job and was living with my parents while I saved and she was still living in a strict Muslim household so we agreed that I would book an Airbnb and she would tell her parents she was staying with a friend to study for exams together.

Slutty Halloween [FM]

One of my favorite times of year approaches. Halloween. In honor of this approaching holiday let me tease you with a story of something that transpired just a few years ago.

I was all dressed up as Slutty Black Swan. How appropriate for the nights events, when I arrived to a party it was already in full swing so it was time for me to catch up. A few shots and shotguns later I was feeling VERY confident in my outfit. I wore a black velvet and lace top with a black tutu and fishnets. I looked very sexy if I do say so myself. As I scanned the crowd I noticed a sexy fireman standing around and so, in typical black swan fashion, I walked right up to him, placed my hand on his thigh, got on my tiptoes and whispered for him to follow me.

[MF] I’ve cum on her chest several times now…

I’ve been feeling a little down lately and, quite frankly, a little lonely. I tried apps, but just couldn’t break through the noise, I guess. So, I decided to hit up the local bar scene and go old fashioned. Most of the bars are sausage fests, so I won’t bore you with the failures. The money bar was a metal bar.

Now, I didn’t know it was a metal bar until I rolled in. By then it was too late. Just your average Joe, in a t-shirt and jeans, standing out in the sea of black leather. I decided “what the hell” and sat and got a whiskey triple with a beer back. As I sat and got well and drunk and apparently it was a live music night. They sent around this girl with dark lipstick let everyone know the show was about to start. She was flanked by a bouncer.

The crowd pushed towards the stage. More people showed up. Finally, the band came on, and the lights went down. I was good and toasty so I joined up with the crowd. Fist in the air. Head nodding. I was near a group of obvious friends, somewhat near my age. My eyes kept darting towards them. Mostly because of the woman with the huge chest.