My [F] first time trying Tinder and my first black cock. But definitely not the last for either. [FM][Long]

It’s been a while since I posted a story, so I thought I’d write out the adventure I had just the other night. A night of many first, including the first time I’ve ever used Tinder, the first black cock I’ve ever had, and an orgasm that seemed to last forever! It’s a long read, I love the details ?

After arriving to the hotel I’m staying at for a short time while visiting family, I spent some time working out at the gym and then dinner with some of the family.

Afterwards, while laying in bed bored, I decided to see if there was any fun I could get up to.

I went down to the lobby bar and it was pretty slow, just a few couples. I text a bit with a friend and she recommended I try Tinder.

“What’s the worst that could happen? You spend a few hours looking at some hot guys and go back to your room alone. But you never know, you might get a fun night out of it”

So I figured, what the hell, why not? Downloaded the app, put a few photos up and put a short blurb about what I was looking for and starting swiping.

Can my roommate hear me? Part 3 [mf] [squirting] [masturbation] [sex]

Still reeling from how hard I just came, I lie down next to her. We’re both panting hard, our eyes are locked. I feel drained after cumming inside her, but she looks determined and hungry for mor. Desperate. I want to help her but I need a break before I can go again.

*My whole body is still buzzing with sexual tension that I still can’t seem to release. I feel a blazing heat all over my body and the heat of the sun between my legs. My shirt is stuck to my body with sweat, so I slip it off, revealing my dripping, sweaty body to him, my hair wet and sticking to my breasts and back with my perspiration. He looks like he’s out for the count… I’m not done with him though…*

Now she’s naked beside me, her body dripping with sweat, she looks incredible. A drop of sweat rolls down the side of her face and slowly down across her chin and down her neck. Instinctively, my mind wanders to wanting to feel her soft, wet skin on mine, our bodies sliding against each other rhythmically.

Roommates: A Short Service Interruption

There wasn’t much to do at the apartment in the first place. My roommate and I just sat around all day and watched reruns of sitcoms together. Then, the television broke. See, this is normally a simple fix. Just get a new fucking TV right? Wrong. We’re dirt poor. We can barely scrape by month to month. Now, on top of the dread of upcoming rent and subsequent bills, we had no distraction. What a fucking bummer. Neither of us handled the situation well. There was me, the 21 year old guy who was barely fumbling his way through adulthood. To counteract the lack of cable I took up jogging… For maybe a week. It didn’t last long at all, I hated it. It made me sweaty, wheezy, and all the pedestrians always gave me weird looks when I hobbled by them. My roommate, 20 year old chick with a knact for knitting but not much else. She could knit you a sweater, a hat, a cactus, gloves, hell, even a squid, and you bet your ass she Knitted each one of those items and an abundance of others during the great television outage. Eventually, though, she ran out of things to knit, and I grew tired of jogging. Then? The apartment was silent. It started to grate at me, peel away at my sanity. I could tell it had an effect on her, too, she’d pace around the apartment, seemingly going nowhere. One day, shortly thereafter, we both found ourselves slumped on an old couch in front of a broke ground television without a clue what to do. Well, I didn’t know what to do. She casually brushed her hand over my cock and I looked at her, her eyebrow raised. Alright, okay, yeah. She wasted no time getting onto her knees and quickly pulling down my gym shorts. My cock lazily flipped put and it went straight into her mouth. The head and most of the tip of my shaft stayed in her mouth but she used her hand to twist the bottom half. It was over quicker than I had liked, honestly, but I was left completely satisfied. And her? She fell back onto the carpet, gargling my cum with amusement. I don’t think I mind not having a television.

The time I fucked my girlfriend while my crush watched [MFF] [long]

This story happened a couple years ago, during the summer between my sophomore and junior years of college.

At the time I was in a long-term relationship with a girl named Lindsay. Lindsay was about 5’7”, she had a thin, athletic build with curves in the places where it counted. Her hair was straight and brown, usually with a colored streak running down it (at the time, the color happened to be purple). She had adorable, perky B-cup breasts, and hazel eyes. Lindsay usually wore large-framed glasses which had a sexy librarian type vibe (which absolutely drove me crazy when I first met her). Simply put, she was cute. She was usually dressed in oversized flannels or sweaters and yoga pants (classic college girl attire) and she had a certain innocence about her (at least she did at first). She was always near the top of her class in school, and she was the type of girl who had all sorts of guy friends following her around that clearly wanted something more from her, but she was always too nice to tell them to go away altogether. She was also bisexual.

“Using Todd For Her Own Pleasure” [m/f] [anal]

“Using Todd For Her Own Pleasure”
“I’m 20, 104 lbs., 5’1” tall, with dirty blonde hair. A few years ago, when I was 16, and naive, I was dating a guy that was, well, a jerk. He treated me like crap. He was popular. He was always cool to his friends, but treated me like garbage. I honestly don’t know why I stayed with him.

We spent a lot of time down in his parents game room. Hardly ever alone. Actually, never alone. His friends would always be over. Playing pool, air hockey, or watching a movie. I’d often sit and talk to his younger brother, Todd, who was around 14 at the time. He was real nice. He liked the same movies as me, he liked the way I dressed, he was very polite. Nothing like his older brother, my boyfriend.

[M]eant to be [F]riends until we weren’t…

We had only know each other about a week at this point. Various other small happenings had come about, you know..forehead kisses, holding hands, tequila shots in the bars, drunk giggles and so many unforgettable memories had been built in just a few days. The connection was instant the first night I had met him in Europe and only continued to grow over the next few days and nights we spent together touring Italy. He was sweet, kind caring and we never had to compromise on what we wanted to do, where to eat and where to go. It was insanely natural, at least on my end. But most fascinating of all was that he was the dom to my sub. The ying to my yang in every way of life, including my sexual appetite.

Anal Queen [MF]

Anal is an acquired taste for most women. It takes will and practice to train your body to accept having stuff up your butt. Luckily I became a Black Belt Slut years ago and so was fully prepared for this opportunity.

Enter: Craigslist Personals (R.I.P.). This encounter happened only a couple weeks before the legendary online platform was permanently discontinued. I was undergoing a sexual renaissance at the time and I had once again returned to Craigslist for sources of adventure. My ad specified that I was a slut in need of a good pounding. I got a response from a guy claiming he had a thick 8” for me. The pics seemed to verify this and once he passed all my filters, we moved to Kik. I invited him over for the following night.

[F] Giving [M]y religious, virgin friend his first hand job while our other friend is in the other bed. (very detailed)

This is the first time I’m writing so please bear with me.

A little bit of backstory first:
I am a [22f] agricultural engineering student who had a single dorm that had two beds close to eachother and Jake was an exchange [23M] masters student, he was Muslim and very religious so was still a virgin at that time (but had apparently masturbated before) .
Now something that you need to know about me is that I am fascinated by the human body and how it interprets sexual pleasure. And one thing I hate it people who don’t have any sexual education so I make it my goal to talk about it as much as I can and teach people how to pleasure others and themselves. So Jake got an intense course and knew most basic stuff by then but never had any practice.

Anyway.
We had to live for 6 months on a farm in the middle of nowhere. At first we weren’t attracted to each other nor were close friends. After a while, we started getting closer and closer and he started to really loosen up around me.
At one point we were always cuddling and his hands would always venture close to my boobs and between my legs but nothing would ever happen since I felt that he was scared of letting go of his beliefs.

My boyfriend made me late for work this morning. [FM]

I had just stepped out of the shower and was about to get dressed when i felt the towel pulled off of my body. I turned around to see him standing there with a cocky smirk on his face. The smirk that never fails to tingle my pussy.

I asked him what he was doing. He said he just wanted to get a quick workout in. Before I knew it, he had hus arms around my wet, naked body and we were kissing. His hands groped my breasts, my ass and soon his fingers ended up in my pussy. I stood there getting kissed and fingered when I should’ve been getting dressed for work. But obviously, neither of us gave a fuck in that moment.

His clothes also came off. As he put on a condom, I lay down right there on the floor, waiting with my legs spread. He looked at me and shook his head before flipping me over. I now had my ass up and his mouth on my asshole. He rimmed me for several amazing minutes, driving me crazy. After I had sufficiently begged him to fuck me already, his cock entered my ass. He wasn’t going to waste time with being gentle. He fucked my ass mercilessly like there was no tomorrow.

The Guarantee [MF][non-consensual]

Quick note: I wrote this for a new partner a few days after our first date (!) as our messaging revealed she was interested in getting closer to this kind of fantasy but didn’t know how to start thinking about it.

The story arc is pretty conventional, I think? But hopefully you enjoy it anyway.

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Imagine you’ve decided to line up a Tinder date with somebody new for Friday, and we match. On paper, I check all the right boxes for you, and you’re excited to see if the chemistry is there.

Our messaging goes really well — you like how I think and talk, so we start trading pictures. You love how into you and your sexuality I am, how much I seem to want to please you. And the pictures I send you… you like what you see. You’re excited to see how it all plays out in person. By Wednesday, you can feel yourself getting turned on by the thought of being with me, how my broad shoulders would make you feel so petite, how wrapping your arms around my back to pull me deeper inside you would bring you such ecstatic pleasure. You spend a fair bit of time Wednesday and Thursday getting yourself off in hot, mad anticipation…