My experience with a cumslut [MF]

During my 4th year of college, a friend of mine moved into an apartment complex that seemed to be teeming with 2nd year girls. On one side of him lived Jocelyn and Shawna. Jocelyn was about 5’0″, curvy with dark hair and eyes. She had put on the freshman 15 quite obviously, which ballooned her tits to at least a D cup. She was a bit immature, which wasn’t my type, so I wasn’t super interested. Shawna was taller and thinner than Jocelyn, and thus less curves. She was gorgeous though with dark hair and huge hazel eyes. She also had this sexy voice that drove me nuts. My friend had a huge crush on her, so she was off limits.

One of the other side of my friend lived Kelsey and Sharon. Kelsey was a bit of an enigma. She was above average in looks, breasts, ass, personality, etc. but we never really clicked. Come to find out, she came out as a lesbian years later. Go figure. Sharon on the other hand was just my type. She was 5’10”, thin, blonde hair, green eyes, freckles on her nose, cheeks and shoulders. She had perky B-cup tits, a tight little bubble butt, and legs that went on for days. I immediately gravitated towards her, and committed to getting her in bed. Read more »

Take Control Of The Night [M/F] [Domination] [Teasing]

“You cannot touch me.”

His eyebrow raised up at my comment, lips curled in that sexy smirk as he sat quietly on the leather armchair waiting for me to continue.

“You have to stay perfectly still and let me do whatever I want to you. If I feel your hands on me at any time, this will stop. Got it?”

He slid further down on the chair, legs spread slightly as he raised his hand up a little. When I told him to wear something comfortable, I did not expect the black silk pajama bottoms he currently had on. Incredibly soft to the touch from the look of them as they sat dangerously low on his hips, showing off every delicious inch of tanned skin and those beautifully toned abs.

I sighed and cocked my head to the side. Why does he have to do this to me? “Yes?”

“Am I able to speak?”

The smirk on his face widened to a grin and the fleeting thought of leaving him with the biggest case of blue balls was becoming more and more prominent in my mind. Read more »

The time a rainstorm led to [M]e and my [F] Tinder date getting wet.

This story comes from my more fruitful days a few years back when I was very active on various dating apps. This particular story involves a tinder date named Hannah. We matched, hit it off and over a few days started getting progressively more sexual/flirty in our texts. She sent a few really sexy pics. We were primed and ready to go before we ever met.

We went to a brewery one weeknight after work for our date. The sexual tension was thick. She was about 5’6, slender build overall with perky tits and a nice round ass, with a hipster style, really knew how to dress and very much interested in her appearance. She wore this cute flowery romper and white strappy heel-sandal things. Read more »

[MF] Bad church kids -virgins

Let me set the scene. I’m [M] a senior in high school in a small town, dating a girl that was a mature sophomore. I was your good kid that didn’t do anything wrong. I was very active at church and was still a virgin. Of course I had seen porn but making out was as far as I had been since it was with other christian girls.

I have a friend, she was a junior and was dating a good friend of my girlfriend, he was also a sophomore. She started coming to church and became a regular. We got to know each other just by being in the same group of friends and from church.

She did not have a car. I did and I conveniently lived pretty close to her apartment. On our Christmas break we spent a lot of late nights out with friends. At the end of the night I would give her a ride home, drop her off and say bye. Over the days/weeks we began to get closer and flirt a little. Before I knew it we were getting in my truck and holding hands, still dating other people. Read more »

My first threesome [MFM]

So I finally took the plunge and shared a story here yesterday… and I have to say it got a really nice response, and a bunch of people asked me to share more of my stories. I guess I should probably take it a bit slower but well, here is a story about one of the sluttiest things I’ve ever done (although it really depends on how you define slutty)… my first MFM.

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I was at this party in college. I was a bit tipsy and I had gone with some friends that I couldn’t find, so I was a bit annoyed. I was on the dance floor and I met this guy. We were dancing…we went for some drinks and after a while ended up making out on the dance floor. About an hour later I ended up going to his room.

I thought we were going to have some privacy, but his roommate was there playing video games. Read more »

How I got where I am [MF], [MM]

It started with her new vibrator. The old one had finally died, and so off I went to the adult store to replace it. Just a simple, metallic blue toy, about 6 inches long and about the width of a big permanent marker. Returning home, she took it out of the packaging and looked it over. A little thinner than I expected, she said. Hell, I bet it could go in you pretty easily!

That caught me off guard, I have to say. I had known a few gay guys, and understood that anal play was a thing, but beyond a stray finger brushing against me back there during foreplay, I hadn’t considered it. But… I was intrigued. Read more »

A Tinder tale pt3 [MFM]

Evan stood and removed his clothes.  His powerfully muscular body was already owning my cunt from across the room.  

It was his snake that quickened my breath.  It hung between his legs, dangling down an easy 8 inches.  My pussy twitched in anticipation.

“Get back over here.” I obediently moved in front of him and began gently pressing against him as I ran my hands down his swollen arms.

“What are you going to do now?” I heard my husband ask from across the room.

“Buddy, I’m gonna do whatever the fuck I want with your little whore wife here.” 

Evan put a commanding hand on the top of my head and put me on my knees.  His other hand grabbed his thickening hose and stretched my lips around its fat, purple head.

“Suck it hard, little girl.” I was told.  He kept his palm resting heavily on my skull, but I did all the work.

I could feel my husband’s gaze pressing against my back as I nursed Evan’s bitch stick.  Suddenly, it firmly filled that back of my throught and I pulled back back to gag. Read more »

Catholic Guilt [MF]

Church halls are always draughty, and they always have the same smell. That smell of disinfectant and elderly mops; the smell of hard work and communal graft. Also farts. Somebody always farts.

There’s a middle aged lady sat to my left. I don’t remember her name. She’s talking about how she used to get ploughed by the mailman. When that got boring she convinced him to bring his teenaged colleague along with him in the mornings and she’d satisfy them both before breakfast each day. I don’t want to speak tonight, but I know that I will. It’s important to my recovery. She’s droning on about how, before she came in, she was placing home delivery orders with six or seven different grocery stores, and buying paperclips on Amazon Prime so that she could fuck the delivery men. All day long, a steady stream of men coming to her house and screwing her senseless up against the wall in the hallway of her suburban McMansion where they could watch themselves in the full-length mirror. She says that by the end, just the sound of a delivery van would set her juices flowing. The moment a truck pulled up outside her house, her pussy would be drooling like one of Pavlov’s dogs. Read more »

[M]y claim to [F]ame, my [F]irst threesome

College is a wonderful time for exploration and to push the limits of what you thought possible. I was recently reminded of a particular time due to reminiscing over the holidays and thought I’d share.

It was my freshman year of college, spring semester in fact. I had just pledged a fraternity (I can hear the groans from Reddit already) and was becoming more comfortable in the college setting. There was a rough transition originally and I think that is what honestly led me to the fraternity. I went from being a shark in a pond of guppies in high school to a proverbial fish out of water on campus.

As with most Greek organizations, there’s a lot of comingling and everyone knows, or knows of, everyone. I was the rare exception. I was given a bid to join at the eleventh hour and only by one organization. They were going out on a limb due to a strong recommendation from another brother (who I count as one of my best friends to this day).

I graciously accepted and our small community was a little abuzz about me, for a short period. Clean cut, all American type guy. Worked out religiously (wish I still did), on the baseball and football teams, fairly smart, not terrible looking. Read more »