spontaneous sex with my cool geeky roommate [MF]

first time writing here, hope i do the story justice.

so i am 20M, college student, and i live in an apartment with two other roommates – one male and the other 19F. Me and the female roommate have become really good friends over time, partly due to our third roommate only coming to the apartment to sleep and spends almost every weekend at his parents house, leaving us alone in the apartment. So when i write “my roommate” from now on i only mean my female roommate.

So my roommate is quite a character. She is a bit geeky in the classical sense – plays D&D, reads tons of fantasy novels and talks about them a lot. But she is also extremely open and confident regarding almost everything in her life. she has tons of casual sex which i was surprised to learn when i met her. when I first moved in to the apartment 10 months ago i had a girlfriend, but about 6 months ago we broke up. it was then that my roommate and i began to get close and eventually became really good friends.

The perfect way to wake up

I wake up to see you sleeping right next to me with my hand down your underwear given how last night ended.
Admiring the way you look and how perfect you seem to me, I decide to wake you up the way you like.
I run my fingers inside your top and slowly start to circle your nipples to get them hard. This wakes you up with a smile on your face.
I grab your body and put you on top of me.

My hands moving between running through your hair and squeezing your butt. I start spanking you and with every slap on your ass, your smile gets wider and I begin to bite your lips. You take my hand and we get off the bed.
Throwing me against the wall, you launch yourself at me and I find myself buried into passionate kisses.
With one hand on the back of my neck, your other hand starts to move down my chest and onto my crotch.

“Really dude? Just cum in my mouth…” [MF] [Oral]

Hello folks! I decided to delve deeper into my experiences and try a different style of writing. I have a blowjob fetish, so this is obviously going to be about a blowjob experience.

It became pretty obvious that this story was the one to share, especially how it ended. This story is inspired by true events. The name has been changed as well as a few details. Some details have been entirely left out, others a little embellished, but the main meat is still there.

Without further ado, please enjoy!

***”Really dude? Just cum in my mouth…”***

I’m not gonna lie, I was a nervous wreck. I hadn’t scored a date in months and Michelle was one hell of a catch.

She was about 5’5, long brown hair, brown eyes, and curvy in all the right spots. She could have a great personality: spontaneous, feisty and a jokester. But sometimes she came off as a little arrogant or rude. She liked to drink, and was known to go a little wild when she did.

Believe it or not… I had sex with my biological brother a week ago. I don’t regret it. [MF]

*First time posting here, long time lurker, etc, you know the drill. :)*

First off, I can predict how many of you are gonna read this and think that it’s bullshit, because ‘incest is only in porn and never happens in real life’. Well, you can believe it or not believe it while you read lol, I don’t really mind, just hope you enjoy this bizarre story anyway.

Anyway, I’m a 5’6, 18 year old, dirty blonde, white gal. To describe myself for you pervs out there (*wink*) I guess I’m somewhat a 7 or 8 out of 10, being realistic. I was part of the volleyball and swimming team while I was in high school not long ago and so I have a pretty nice looking little six pack from the physical exercise. My ex boyfriends have always complimented my ass, saying its ’round and bubbly’ and I’m a size 34B on the chest. I look pretty good in a bikini and for that reason I’ve got a decent followage on all my social media, lol. For reference, more than one guy has compared me to Lizzy Caplan the actor, though I’m pretty sure they are solely compliments just to get in my pants, lmao.

The big butt hottie from the diner [MF] (long)

The hostess lead me to my seat, a small 2 person “date booth” with a single seat on either side, positioned just slightly out of the way of the rest of the diner between a doorway to the outside seating area and the pathway to the restrooms to my rear. Last night’s shift was brutal; 12 overtime hours in the factory with temperatures climbing over 110 degrees as I clocked out. I didn’t envy the day shift, as I knew it would be even hotter for them as the day carried on. I sunk into my seat, the old leather groaning and aging springs of the bench creaking and squeaking as I sunk in and stared blankly at my table. My brain power was at its minimum. My body felt weak. My stomach craved something, anything to fill it. A glance at my phone said it was now 11:28am; my last meal was at 3:15 this morning. Why was I continuing to work this hellish job? They don’t care about me there. I’m replaceable. The pay isn’t bad, but-

My thought was interrupted by a voice. I break from my trance and look up from the stained table to see my waitress. As more of a habit than an actual question, I blurt out a confused “huh… What?”

[MF] all over her back

Sometimes after the wife and I have good sex, I write about it and text it to her or send it to her in email. Here’s what I sent last Wednesday. The sex was a few days prior.

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You knew it was coming. It’d been too long, I’d been sexting you. You dressed slutty for work that day, just like I had asked. You even asked me later if your outfit was acceptable.

Kids in bed, lights out, we both crawl under the covers, and I, immediately on top of you. You wrapped your arms around my neck. Like I said, you were ready for me. My hands glide all over your body, my tongue finds your lips, then neck, then nipple. You pull me close with your legs, grinding my cock over your already swollen clit. Then you reach down to remove my boxes, and I do the same to your shorts. I hover above your, admiring your body, while you stroke my shaft, eventually guiding me into your pussy. Slow and steady at first, when I need a break, I shift my focus to your tits. Licking, kissing sucking and biting. Eventually I go down on you, spreading your pussy open open so I can taste you at your rawest. Your body squirms and you pull my hair when I touch you where you’re most sensitive. I slowly work my way down to your asshole. Your back arches with every flicker of my tongue.

What I’d like [voyeur][MMMF][cuck]

I don’t understand why it excites me. We have what I’d call, at best, a vanilla sex life. When it happens. We don’t sext each other. You’re not really into dirty talk. You’ve got a few erotic novels, but it would be a stretch to call them “porn”. There’s some toys gathering dust. The rest of our lives take all our time; work, kids, just living takes everything out of us. Perhaps it’s because of the unlikeliness of it? Perhaps it’s the distance from our everyday world?

Also, I’m an insanely jealous guy. When we briefly split decades ago, for the only time in my life I was brought to the point where I was ready to physically hurt another guy, multiple times, because of how he and you acted. I can’t stand the thought of another guy being by your side. Of someone else having you. It ignites a rage in me that I can’t rationally understand or control and that amplifies the frustration I feel in relation to it.

A beginning….[MF]

A little backstory. My wife and I have been together for 15+ years and have had our fair share of ups and downs as far as jealousy is concerned. It’s affected everything from our sex life to our relationship in general. It all came to a head about four years ago, when during another prolonged period of me not giving her the attention she deserved, she found it from someone else. Nothing physical happened, but I came to find out that she had been flirting explicitly with this guy for some time. Following a brief period of introspection, we both decided that it was time to attack our issues head on so we could save our relationship. Initially this involved some very light fantasizing, but over time it has increased in intensity, to the point that we quite regularly express how hot it would to be to experiment, such as threesomes, swinging etc…

Up to this point though the talk was almost exclusively reserved for fantasy during any sexual activity. And while our sex life, and our relationship for that matter, has really never been better/stronger, the fantasizing was just that and the talk would never extend outside the bedroom.

Ebony torture, Sexy Fantasy

Young and horny. One day, insolent teachers fill me up with disdain; thoroughly involuntarily. I’m just young and nonimpotent truly. Let me tell you a story; with chlorine it’s bitter. One day I attended at my charter school’s office. To get some work done, But the female mistress treated me with malevolence. Me full of anger; scampered at the restroom. Took off my pants and underwear, armed myself with a 9 millimeter glock. Got out saw my slave, my teacher whom looks like my nigger woman. She’s beautiful, I got a huge erection. I uttered out loud “fuck you nigger bitch. You’re mine”. I’m gonna make her do, what I want. I’m gonna kiss her neck and give her inordinate amounts of caresses. She’s my nigger woman, make her suck my dick or my naive penis, “ Suck my dick nigger bitch”. I uttered aloud while my glock is pointed at her fuckin head!! My dick dangles, soon after she frees it out of her mouth with a “POP”. ” You’re a nigger woman, you have a small penis or a clitoris. Which I will cut off so you’ll have less pleasure, for what I’m gonna do to you right now” I swatted her fuckin beautiful ebony face to make her weep for me some mercy. ” Tell me I’m your master and you’re my property”. I grabbed her wisp of hair, pulled it till her scalp burned, she weeps in mercy. Making me harder, bloods flowing through my system properly in a cascade, because I’m god; the king of the world. I’m powerful ……..[Adverserie](https://hechingerreport.org/school-not-plantation-five-ways-end-black-teachers-disengagement-classroom/)

College Experiences III: My [F] own version of “spin the bottle”

Have you ever given head while a Hitachi is strapped to your waist? This is the story of how I discovered the magic of Sex Toys.

At this point of my college life, Andrea and I were best friends. We did everything together. We loved spending time with each other and helping each other out in whatever shenanigan we got into. I must say, as boring as it may sound, my favorite time I spent with her was when we were studying or preparing for an exam. She knew exactly what to say to calm me down when I panicked. In a way, this is also a story of one of those times.

As it turns out, exams in Harvard are extremely difficult and demanding. They not only require that you study the material thoroughly but that you prepare yourself mentally and physically. The first part I had it under control. I knew the material almost perfectly. The latter was much more difficult. I wasn’t sleeping well nor eating properly. My diet consisted of Red Bulls, cigarettes, and Twinkies. I don’t know how I even made it alive past my sophomore year.