Stress release [18m/20f] [college hookup] [interracial]

Stress Release

I had perhaps one of the craziest experiences in college concerning roommates. Most people in college were either best friends with their roommates or were worst enemies with each other. I was able to have the craziest claim which was that I fucked my roommate.

I went to a 4 year university some 6 hours of a road trip away from my hometown in a small city out in the middle of nowhere. I was just barely 18, young, horny, and full of testosterone. I wasn’t able to choose a roommate so I got someone unknown. As I carried my bags into the dorm, who was sitting at the desk in front of a laptop but an african american woman. Her name was Michele and she was a very friendly girl in her sophomore year with a massive rack, big ass, and short stature. We wondered if there was an issue in the computer database or in administration as I wasn’t aware of mixed sex roommates being allowed but we just ran with it as we both didn’t want to start any trouble in the university.

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The Knight part (1/2) [humiliation] [mf] [elope] [inspired by Game Of Thrones]

The Knight part (½)

I heard only just the previous night that I would be informed and required to be on special duty of peacekeeping in the public streets for a public shaming and probable circumcision. A woman had been charged for apparent solicitation of sex with the king. I was never one to get involved into people’s personal affairs but I believe the king has been cheating on his queen and I despise him for it.

The king is my uncle. He is an annoyance of a person. I’ve been subjected to his personal authoritative measures and he’s not too kind when it comes to those who serve him. His baristas, his servers, his army, and his guards. He was only given the power of the throne because of his family hierarchy when his father passed away and sense he was the oldest of three brothers, he received the throne. Many people do not like him. He charges way too high on tax rates, gives way too many benefits to governing officials, and began an oligarchy for the richest individuals, usually involved in the yearly carnival games and jousting matches. While he is disliked, the cruel public is in favor of his harsh punishments especially on a social matter.

Sex with my ex [MM] [Gay] Part two

Time for a little recap for those who don’t know the full story. Boy goes to hotel with mom and mom’s friend. Mom’s friend turns out the be the mother of the boy’s ex. Mom squad leaves for food. Boy and his ex watch a cheesy movie. Boy confessed his love for his ex. Now boy and ex are getting ready to fuck in a hotel room.

Good? Alright, back to the story!

We both preceded to take off our clothes. It’s been a while since I’ve seen him naked. We’ve only had sex once during our previous relationship, but, oh, it was pure eye candy seeing him naked.

However, Radu seemed a bit insecure about his looks. “So…is this okay? I don’t look bad do I?” He said in nervous tone of voice. I just gave him a quick smile before pinning him to the bed. “Don’t be silly, you look perfect.” I planted a gentle kiss on his lips. “Now,” I started to say. “, where is the most sensitive spot on your neck?” I whispered in his ear.

[FF]Khalida’s Pet

[Khalida’s Pet by Kamary Cherry](https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07CW3JBFG)

**Description:**

Meagan dies and gets a chance to live again. The only thing is that she has to do favors for Khalida, the woman who gives her this second chance. Will Meagan become happy in this second lifetime? Or will she remain the same?

**Preview:**

Meagan was walking home from the bus stop to her house when she felt a chill. She had stepped into the road while listening to her music as per usual. The young woman didn’t realize that she was even in the way as a car went towards her. She quickly froze and raised her arms up before the impact. As she stood there and waited she realized nothing was happening. She lowered her arms to see that the car had somehow swerved around her.

How surprising. But now there was an audience in front of the car. What were they looking at? She slowly stepped around the car and wondered who they had ended up hitting if not her. As she stepped toward the crowd she used her height as an advantage to peek over someone’s shoulder.

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Bridesmaids have fun with the groomsmen [Group]

It’s been a couple of years since I last posted, not much worth sharing here in that time. But oh my god, did that change this past weekend. (This is a little long.)

A good friend of mine got married on Saturday (this does not involve me fucking her or her husband, just as a heads up), and she asked me to be a bridesmaid. Another longtime friend, Veronica, was also a bridesmaid, so it was exciting to be part of the ceremony with her.

At the rehearsal on Friday we met the groom’s friends who were to be his groomsmen, including Michael who would be escorting me back down the aisle at the end of the ceremony, and Paul who would be escorting Veronica. We sat with them at the rehearsal dinner, and both of them were very friendly and funny, we were all cracking each other up at the dinner. Spoiler alert: Veronica and I fucked these two guys later.

my boyfriend was passed out, so I fucked his best friend [MF] [MFM]

It was one of those parties people used to have.

No agenda, not many people. Enough booze to get pretty wasted.

Peter was my boyfriend. James was his best friend. James’ parents were away.

We were in our last year of sixth-form, which, I think, is what Americans call ‘High School’. The last year before we all went off to University, if we were smart enough, or if we weren’t, we wouldn’t.

James lived in a suburb of a suburb. Way out of town. It was May. It was a train ride there, and the trains ran every hour. At the end of the train ride, there was a lazy half-hour walk to James’ house. We – Peter and I – did the walk holding hands. A couple of his friends were there too, walking with us. In my memory you could hear crickets, and see lens-flares.

We were sweating a little when we arrived. James lived in a beautiful, identikit Barratt home: faux red brick and double-glazed windows. Indoors it was cool. I was wearing a short blue and white striped dress, and I could feel the leather of the sofa on my thighs when I sat down.

[FM] Laundromat turned fun with some grinding (caught)

So yesterday I was hanging out with my boyfriend and when we returned to my place, my Stepmom had two blankets that she needed washed. Her washing machine is too small, so she needed them done.

“Can you take these to the laundromat? I will give you money for it.”

“Really? I can do it tomorrow, I am not doing anything.”

She gave me that look that was like ‘please, but also you have to do it’. Fine. Grab everything and go out to drive to the place.

Once we get there we see three rows of washers, with dryers around the back. Its a pretty open space but with some spots that you can’t see behind as well. There were a few people coming in and out but they left. We figure out the washing machine and once I close it, I feel his hands squeezing my ass. It caught me off-guard, but the surprise was hot.

I was wearing a black tank top with high waisted capri leggings. I don’t mean to brag, but it showed all of my ass really nicely. That was definitely planned. Stared down at it, and fondled it, watching me try to keep quiet from light moaning.

The Hunt Pt. 1 [Free Use]

The desk woman stamped down onto the letter “Sylvia May!”

“Yes!”
She said as she walked to pick up her id badge. Sylvia walked to the middle of the lobby to wait

The orientation was a roaring success packed to the brim with new students.
Tall and anxious lanky boys alike, smushed between the occasionally stern and bulky athlete.The girls were mostly the same, mostly stark brunettes some quirky and short, others bright and bushy tailed, Sylvia being one of them. In general the UCET girls class usually outnumbered them by quite a bit at on the rural campus.They were packed tight,

A door opened with a loud smack and a flock of girls came in, loud and chatty, coffees in hand, two of them wearing graphic tees and levi shorts, others in leggings, seemed in awe at the lobby.

-Sydney stop being an attention whore!

Cassie yelled.

-He looks like my ex.

“Give me a break.” Sylvia said to herself as they walked past her.

Sylvia looked over and eyed the group.

“The out of state students always seemed to stick out, so dont feel left out.”

The Principal [FM] [Long]

*This is ridiculous*, she thought to herself, walking quickly down the hallway, struggling with her heavy backpack, towards Principal Bryson’s office. She paused in front of one of the water fountains and hoisted the pack higher up. *As if I have any time for this…*

Molly Piven didn’t even know exactly why she was being summoned. She had simply been stopped in the hallway on her way to AP chemistry by Ms Keans, the administrator, and told rather sternly that Principal Bryson wanted to see her.

That said, however, she did have a decent guess. The school had been cracking down on ‘inappropriate attire’ lately. No one knew why there had been such sudden attention paid to anyone’s outfits, but it had become a constant source of amusement to Molly and her friends.

The whole thing seemed to revolve around leggings. That is, the school had outlawed the wearing of leggings—including tights, ‘yoga pants,’ or similar items—without anything over top of them, such as a skirt or a dress. Administration had sent out an email to the student body and all parents detailing the new requirements just last week. Molly and her friend Lisa, who had been studying together at Molly’s house when the email was sent, had poured over it, reading it out loud to each other, laughing harder and harder each time.

[MM]idnight run

Out in the dark, standing by a college track area at midnight, I was wondering why in the Hell I was doing this again. And when Oliver turned up with barely anything on, I remembered the whole reason.

Oliver was a 19 year old tight bodied boy whose time in dance club had given him one of the best asses id ever come across. He had hit me up on grindr a few months back and we had settled into messing around every couple of weeks.

This had increased when Oliver discovered I enjoyed his kinks as was wanting to please him. After all, I’m a 31 year old bi male still working on self esteem and image issues. And my libido runs sky high.

So here we are again, meeting up to play a game Oliver loves. He steps down to a thong and running shoes, boldly bare on a cool summer’s night. And then he begins to lightly jog. As we had discussed, I begin to jog after him.