Hookup I met on Craigslist made me finally accept my bisexuality [MM]

So, back in 2013, I had already had some experiences with other guys. I’d jerked off with another guy, and I even sucked a guy with his wife in a really sexy threesome(which I plan to write a story for at some point). But, despite all of this, I wasn’t sure if I was truly bisexual yet. I hadn’t enjoyed it to a level that really made me want to take the title yet. But I kept occasionally looking, periodically jerking off to guys, and thinking that I’d try it again, IF the right guy came along.

In those days, Craigslist was still very much a thing. Sure, it was filled with sketchy people in search of nefarious and depraved sex, but it also had really fun and sexy people sprinkled in.

I had been horny to play with a guy for a few days, and I would peruse the site daily. Mostly, it was the same nasty guys posting daily. I think it’s safe to say that most of them were also looking to feed their drug habits. Some seemed legit, but were not looking for what I was looking for. Until I found Lucas’s post.

Putting on a Private Show *repost*

Kevin and Heather had known each other for years, crossing paths every so often, mostly when work required it and luck would have it. They were colleagues in their field but beyond an academic presence and collaboration in the lab they’d not spent any personal time with one another. Kevin had become a well known scientist and Heather always took advantage of his guest lecture appearances, as he consistently offered some of the brightest and most modern data in cell and molecular biology. It just so happened, Heather also found him rather handsome and intriguing beyond that of his intellectual mind, though she had never admitted this to him during any of their projects together. It seemed she had a sixth sense for fellow sexual deviants and could tell there was something there, just below the surface with Kevin. Heather recognized in others what she had discovered in herself, a need to no longer hide the darkest desires and the cravings, but rather to own them and revel in them. However, they still lived in a pretty conservative area and generally speaking taboo sex isn’t easily accepted by the status quo, otherwise it wouldn’t be considered taboo.

Primal Seduction

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“In the wild, predators and prey play a game. This is the game I want to play with you tonight. I’ve been watching you – spotted your tall handsome frame across the bar about an hour ago. You don’t even know it, but the game has already started.”

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The Promotion [MF] [Facesitting]

Ally was up for a big promotion at work. The weeks of interviews, meetings, and presentations had really drained her these last two weeks and she was exhausted and on edge every night of the week. Needless to say, it had been a long dry spell for us. Today was the day she expected to find out if she got the promotion. We figured she got the job because she was meeting the CEO for the third time and her male colleague who was up for the same promotion was not meeting the CEO.

The Festival of Shooting Stars [MF] [fantasy] [plot] [wholesome] [public] [long]

The three young men talking over their beers were merchants, foreigners from far away. You could obviously tell it by their looks, their clothes, and their accents – but also, by the excitement in their voices.

“Yeah, I mean, I’ve heard the stories, right, but you know the stories you hear in port towns…”

“All made up—”

“Yeah, yeah. So I was hoping that what I’ll see here will live up to a tenth of the hype, that would already be something… but no, this whole festival is really pretty much as they say!”

Their talk was loud enough to carry over the sunny inside of the inn. Two tables over Iden, his hand on a flagon of pear cider (blissfully cold thanks to those heroic blocks of ice that persisted in their straw-filled cellar even now in the dead of summer), smiled in an unexpected little surge of pride.

Kontaria tended to make a very deep impression on anyone who visited. It was a fairly small country, and at a glance an unassuming one – a mess of lakes and ancient woodland by a cool sea, dotted with villages and pasturelands, no stone cities or castles or anything impressive like that. Yet even so, it did have its definite claims to fame.

Redemption spelled G-O-D [Cheating] [MF]

Several years ago I bartended at a college club. It was nothing special but it was always a good time and I made decent enough money to survive while I was in school. The best part about it was the girls, though. Hot girls, slutty girls, co-workers, randos…it was a fun time.

This story in particular is about one girl named Jessica (22F). We started working together in 2015 and her and I are from the same small town so we bonded pretty quick. She had a bf back home that she had recently broken up with so I decided to shoot my shot and invite her on a date. We went to a traveling carnival and had a blast. This was October so it was a bit chilly but not too bad for where we live. We had a fun time, bit of flirting but mainly just enjoying each other’s company. We rode a ferris wheel and I put my arm around her…my shy ass was very proud of this move. As the night came to a close I drove her home and dropped her off without incident. I walked back down to my car and had an internal struggle. I was upset I didn’t make a move so I walk back up her apartment stairs and knock on the door. I tell her “I needed to do something” and go in for a kiss…she turns her face so I kiss her cheek lol. Very demoralizing but hey at least I went for it. She was a doll about it, though. I realize that she was just being nice and wanted to be friends…I think no problem, I can do that.

Un/planned Sex with a twist. [MMF]

This was a few years back. I was still in college, living life as a college guy should. My girlfriend at the time (we will call her Jes) was absolute perfection. It took me weeks just to convince her to give me her number. I tried everything. She came from an ultraconservative family and would not stray from those beliefs. She finally started talking back to me and eventually we started dating After about three months, Jes told me she was ready. Like the big READY! She said she loved me and wanted for her first time to be with me.

So we talked about it and decided that weekend we would go out for a nice romantic evening then back to my place. I told my roommate I needed the room to myself for that night, which is something he requested from me often so he knew what was going on. Everything was planned out perfectly. I was finally going to have sex with Jes. The girl of my dreams, walking perfection that weekend. I was so excited.

Business or Pleasure? Part 3 – What happens in Paris, stays in Paris [MF | Cheating | Rough | Facial]

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After several days in Paris, John had begun to burnout. The constant back-to-back meetings were one thing; but the fact that his young associate Sarah had been constantly teasing him during the conference was almost unbearable. John had been able to resist her flirting for as long as they had worked together, but during this assignment everything had changed.

Their second night in the city, John and Sarah had gone out for drinks after their first round of presentations and networking events. While at a small club near the Eiffel Tower, the pair had several drinks, and with their inhibitions lowered, they had a passion fuelled night together. While the next night they were unable to spend it together due to their excessive schedule, Sarah had begun regularly sending him photos of her half naked, or descriptive messages about what they would be doing the last night in Paris.

John had rarely received any attention from women, but starting on their flight to Europe and a random encounter with the beautiful, French, blonde woman he had met; Elyse, it had become almost non-stop. This wouldn’t have been a problem for John considering he was single, but Sarah had a boyfriend back in Toronto who was waiting patiently for her return. She even called him at least once per day, generally right before sending John the photos or texts.

Hot springs – Chapter 4 [FF] [Lesbian]

Sorry! This chapter is coming out kinda late because I ended up writing and rewriting it several times. But anyway – here it is :)

Yua woke up. She was lying on the right side of the bed, curled up in a fetal position, her hands pulled up to her chin and her knees bent slightly. Her head was on a thick, white, feathered pillow – which her long, dark hair was messily strewn across – and she was draped in a thin cotton duvet that, despite this, seemed to keep the heat in excellently. She finally came to her senses, opening her eyes slightly. As her other senses returned, she suddenly felt Asahi’s body, pressed against hers from behind: her hands wrapped around Yua’s abdomen; her legs pressing against the back of hers; her butt sitting nestled, touching, in front of Asahi’s crotch; Asahi’s breasts, her nipples, pressed tightly against her back; Asahi’s breath gently running over her neck with each gentle sigh.

She yawned, stretching as best she could without disturbing Asahi, before snuggling back up, waiting for her to wake. She thought about last night and could hardly help feeling her face glow red, but it wasn’t embarrassment as much as it was a burning passion for the person snuggled up behind her.

Story 2 – When I left my worn underwear on my bedroom floor approx 2014 (written 30/07/2020)

So I purposely kept taking my underwear off and leaving them on my bedroom floor right by the entrance of the door, I did this for about 3 days before chucking them in the wash so there was a pile of 3 used panties spread out on the floor. I was downstairs and my brother walked past, I asked him If he could go to my room and grab me my headphones as I ‘wanted’ to listen to music. He said sure and wondered off… he was gone about 5 minutes when it should have taken him like 60 seconds at most. He returned with red cheeks, I asked him what took him so long as I was quite suspicious of his activities. He looked surprised and struggled to answer me, he just handed me the headphones and continued doing whatever he was doing. I started smirking when his back was facing me, quite intrigued with his reaction as that was what I was secretly hoping for. I left it about 5 minutes before going back to my room, and I was astonished to find that my underwear location had definitely been relocated slightly as if someone had picked them up and tried to place them back down on the floor in the same location, clearly not doing a very good job of it but at least he tried. My job here was done, and this was a clear indication that maybe he actually is interested in his little sister.