[M]y [F]irst hookup

I finished school in spring of 2016 and now wrapping up my second year at my first job. It turned out the job I wanted did not align with my major. So, with few options, I got stuck in a small town in the country a couple hours from my alma mater, and my then girlfriend of 2 years. After 6 months of doing distance, I decided I would rather wallow in my misery by myself than drag her down with me. Don’t get me wrong though, I love my job, but that is the only thing I like about this place. I found my only consolation in my new city by playing a lot of sports. I am 5’11” with lean runners body and a dark complexion.

Fast forward to this past weekend. My vacation days are set up to expire on my hire date so I have some to use up. Using one Friday, I went down to visit the few friends I had left, and partied Thursday and Friday night. The story begins on my third night of partying, Saturday. I hadn’t been with anyone since my break up over a year and half ago, and my friends were trying to lift me out of my slump and set me up with someone.

[MMF] [F28]Just had first heterosex orgasm, but with regret (2 edited pics)

This is embarrassing to admit, but I am 28 years old, and until recently I had never climaxed with a guy, and it was starting to bother me. I’ve been having orgasms since I was 15 or so, first with another girl, then by myself. But no matter how much I was in to the guy, or how much he tried, I’ve never been able to get there with just a guy. I’ve studied this a bit, and I guess it’s a pattern with rape victims. Lots of girls who were raped young can only climax with a guy if they are the one on top during sex, never missionary. But even being on top didn’t work for me. I was starting to think it was something I would never experience.

I happened to be scrolling through Reddit posts one night, and I came across one by u/maydoporn, which led me to another by u/smallandtan and one by u/dancinggal1980. They each described experiences they had at a place called “Club Secret” in Vegas where they were gangbanged in public for a lot of money. I wasn’t as much interested in the insane amount of money they got paid as I was how, even with a group of strangers, they apparently had these great, fulfilling orgasms just through heterosex. I wondered if they had used some sort of drugs or something to help them along, but they assured me it was just the raw sex that worked. I started to wonder if maybe a similar experience would work for me.

Sex with my ex [MM] [Gay]

Never again. I promised myself that I wouldn’t be seen with him again, no matter how much I wanted to be near him. He was impatient and lazy and very frustrating. Why would we get back together again?

But there I was, making out with him in a hotel room.

A little background before we begin. My name is Ryuu Yamamoto. I’m a Japanese immigrant who has been living in the U.S. for 10 years. I’m 20 years old. I’m in college. And it’s my spring break.

I had plans to spend my spring break at my house relaxing, but my mom already made plans for me and her to spend a night in the state capital with a friend of hers and her son to go shopping. I didn’t like the idea, but I didn’t talk back. I’m quite the mommas boy you see, so I pretty much always obey my mom.

So we drove there the next day to met with my moms friend at the hotel. It was all and good fun for the most part. That is until I found out my moms friend was the birth giver of my ex boyfriend, Radu Dalca. As you can expect from two people who had their relationship ruined by arguing, we didn’t speak to each other at all (though my mom did make me shake his hand to be polite).

I can see you [anal][cheating][slut wife][voy][cuck][FM/FM][Fsub][Mdom] (x-post)

I knew Candice was fucking someone else. I had had my suspicions for a while now. She had been acting a bit… odd. And she had started waking me up in the morning. I’m sure most would say that isn’t too weird – a spouse waking the other up so that party is not late for work? Well, I was prone to sleeping in quite a bit since I had flexible work hours, and she never woke me up because it was “not her job”. True. But recently she had begun helping me get up in the morning. Getting woken up by her gorgeous face and lovely smell of freshly brewed coffee was great. But like I said, she was acting odd and seemed to **need** to make sure I was off to work ‘on time’.

Lucky for me, technology is about as far away from her field of expertise as can be. So after being in a suspicious mindset for a while, I decided to set up logging on the firewall for every URL associated with dating or hooking up. Her phone and her computer used the WiFi, so I knew that if she visited any of those sites or services through either device when she was at home, I’d know about it.

[M]y [F]irst time (Cheating) with a Former Employee part 2

Sorry about the delay in getting part 2 out, I had it mostly done and lost it, fuck! Anyways without any further delays, here is part 2.

As much as I enjoyed looking at Ashley in her sexy black thong, I was on a mission to get it out of the way and finally see the pussy that I’ve been dreaming of for more than a decade.

I removed her jeans and tossed them into the corner of the room. I lowered my face inches from her crotch and inhaled deeply. There was a damp, musky smell that excited me even more, if that was actually possible.

I grabbed both of Ashley’s asscheeks and lifted her up as my face went down. I started to kiss all over her covered pussy while massaging her ass. The wetness of her panties let me know that she was enjoying it as much as I was. As much as I loved what I was doing, I had to taste her pussy without any filter.

A Week Of Fantasy Island [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

I saw it advertised online. In clear black and white in the pages of an adult entertainment website. I was not sure what I was looking for, other than a release from the doldrums of a dire day to day existence. I had come out of a long term relationship rudderless, and the seemingly endless sea of porn and unfilled promises was doing my head in. The words read out like a beacon to my cock.

# Fantasy Island

Within the advertisement, was a promise of a week of heteroflexibility, where you would be one of many, ready to take part in a competition of sexual pleasure. I didn’t know what to make of it, at first. Heteroflexible? Admittedly, that was something that ended my relationship. I had dearly wanted my ex girlfriend to put toys in my ass and she wouldn’t. I started watching bisexual porn and became intrigued by the cocks of other men. Was it going to be worth the flight in Australia and the copious bits of paperwork required. Paperwork to attain consent, which would be verbally confirmed upon arrival.

I can see you [cheating][slut wife][cuck][fmm][dom/sub] (x-post)

I knew Candice was fucking someone else. I had had my suspicions for a while now. She had been acting a bit… odd. And she had started waking me up in the morning. I’m sure most would say that isn’t too weird – a spouse waking the other up so that party is not late for work? Well, I was prone to sleeping in quite a bit since I had flexible work hours, and she never woke me up because it was “not her job”. True. But recently she had begun helping me get up in the morning. Getting woken up by her gorgeous face and lovely smell of freshly brewed coffee was great. But like I said, she was acting odd and seemed to **need** to make sure I was off to work ‘on time’.

Lucky for me, technology is about as far away from her field of expertise as can be. So after being in a suspicious mindset for a while, I decided to set up logging on the firewall for every URL associated with dating or hooking up. Her phone and her computer used the WiFi, so I knew that if she visited any of those sites or services through either device when she was at home, I’d know about it.

Fantasy For a Day

**Fantasy for a Day**

I’m a writer, among other things. Though I find all the stereotypical things sexy that most men would find when it comes to being attracted to a woman, having sex, etc., I realize there are places where my high sex drive and artistic vision intersect that are not common to most men. Currently, I write literary erotica alongside my traditional literary work (though the erotic is almost always published under a nomb de plume), and will continue to do so, but I wanted to do something new and unique with my sex drive and artistic endeavors. That’s what this series, Fantasy for a Day, is all about.

I work in public a lot, writing and researching in places all over the Cleveland area. There are many beautiful women at the establishments I frequent, women that incessantly interrupt my work with the fantasies I can’t help but have about them. I want to share those fantasies with you, fantasies that arise in the places you are familiar with, fantasies about women you might know…perhaps fantasies about you.

My Weekend with Lily [MF]

This story is about my experience with a Redditor named Lily. I saw a comment she made on Reddit that wasn’t really about sex. The topic interests me, and I wanted to say hi. Before I did that, I checked out her Reddit profile, and it turns out she comments about sex all the time. She is an incredibly sexual person. So I messaged her about the first post, and to my surprise, she wrote back! After a few messages, we seemed to be getting along, and she asked my what is my SnapChat. I didn’t have one, but Lily wanted mine, so I got one. We started messaging a couple times a day.

I got the impression her SnapChat is highly sought after. She sometimes sends out sexy or nude pictures to the few people lucky enough to be on her list. I got a few too, and she is hot. Wow, what a body. She is also very interesting. She is really smart. She is sarcastic and funny. She has a great personality, and I am glad I got to know her.

[F]irst [F]uck to Led Zeppelin

I have been lurking on here awhile and finally have decided to share my stories, this is my first time writing about my sex life so proceed with caution!

I had met a girl from tinder while I was a freshman in college and we hit it off right away. Her name was Lauren. There was quite a bit of distance, but she finally had a free week to come stay at my dorm. I shared the dorm with my friend, but she had been spending most of her time in the library to study for finals. There had been a flea market on campus where Lauren had purchased “House of the Holy” by Led Zeppelin on vinyl for me. After spending the morning outside, we got back to my dorm and realized we had the next few hours alone. We popped the record on and we were both awkward as this was our first chance spending alone time together.

She looked at me with those sort of “fuck me” eyes and said; “It’s always been a high school dream of mine to have sex to this record.” As soon as she finished her sentence, I pushed her up against the desk in front of the window. It was midday, but we were much too focused to care if anyone was watching.