Our weekend away.

Just a short story on our weekend away about 2 weeks ago where my gf 21 experienced anal for the first time, and so did I. I was told to write this up by my gf.

We both needed a day to just let loose, to relax and do whatever we wanted so I said I would spoil my girl with a night away. Hotel, dinner, drinks everything would be paid for. I knew she intended on getting drunk, flirting with guys in front of me, dancing and grinding in front of my eyes while they felt her body because my girl loves to tease me so that I punish her.

Fast forward to us arriving into our hotel, we unpack and get straight down to a good hard fuck which was badly needed. Once we get the first fuck out of our systems we decide to have a shower, get dressed and head for our meal.

I got to Sit down and watch my stunning girlfriend get dressed knowing that tonight I will really have a lot of fun.

[First FMM] How I ended up with a cock in my ass and another in my mouth. ;)

This is the first story I’m posting after getting turned on to this sub by a special redditor ;) So let me know what you think!

This is the story of my first MMF threesome…it took place last November when Evan, Josh, and I were all 20. I’m a really short bisexual brunette, but a softball player too so I’m pretty toned throughout. I’m also a bit of a freak sexually, and that was common knowledge for Evan and Josh even before this. They’re two good friends of mine, and each other’s roommates at the time of the story. I met them freshman year and we’ve been drinking/watching football buddies ever since. This particular night was rainy and I should have known that getting wet on the walk over was a sign of things to come. Let’s begin… ;)

I walk across the street in awkward steps, holding an umbrella and trying to avoid puddles as I come up to Josh’s apartment. He buzzes me in and I take the elevator up to the third floor apartment where Josh greets me and lets me into his apartment.

“Hey Maddie, what’s up?” Evan calls out from the couch, already with a beer in hand.

Update: The Innocent Girl [m/f]

A few months ago I wrote a few stories about a woman I met and dated while I was in grad school:

Making her beg/Making her squirt/Eating her out/Introduing her to anal

My relationship with her had been, quite simply, the most satisfying string of sexual encounters of either of our lives. Sadly a job pulled me to the opposite coast after graduation, and we did what we thought was the mature thing by breaking up.

Fast forward 3 years, to last weekend. I'd recently accepted an offer back in the city where I went to school and have been working my ass off. This past Friday, some buddies and I decide to blow off some steam and head out to a nice leather-sofa, scotch-on-the-rocks bar in my neighborhood, which had become one of our regular spots over the last few months. It was the sort of place a grad student might take a girl he really liked– in fact I'd taken Caitlin there 4 years ago on one of our first dates before we realized that we were much happier drinking a 6-pack and fucking the night away in my apartment.

[mf] A Growing Desire, Part II [mast, anal, oral]

This installation is told from Jake's perspective. I recommend reading Part I, but the two stories can stand alone. Most of this series is inspired by real events, though parts of it are fictionalized — thus why it is here, and not on GWS. Thanks for reading.

Christmas had come and gone. The warmth and merriness of the holidays had disappeared into the cold chill of winter. It was nearing ten at night. A Tuesday. I couldn't study anymore. I stood up from my desk, stretched out the soreness, and made my way over to my bed. I turned on the TV, and realized I was bored. Brett was off doing something — I couldn't remember what. I hadn't heard from her in awhile. My roommate was, as usual, at his girl's place. I contemplated video games, but even that sounded dull. The longer winter goes on, the more I uninteresting everything seems to become. In the winter, you split your life between a dorm and a library and a classroom. The snow or ice eliminates that easy freedom of open air and space.

Husband (f)inally unlocks the (m)agical doorway to a better world. There is hope for us all!

First time storyteller, but I'm too fucking excited not to share it all.

Background: my wife and I have been married for ten years this summer (after 3 years dating in college). I am an average build 6foot 32year old brown haired white guy; 175lbs and average fitness for a professional office worker. My wife is about 5'10, red head, elementary school teacher about 135lbs with a decent exercise routine and a hot mom body for having 3 kids.

I have been the more sexually adventurous one, always pushing the boundaries where I can, but for the most part being shamed back in my corner. My wife is very conservative and has always said she wants to "do sex differently", but for the most part that means more candles lit and a different section of the bed. My wife has NEVER seen porn (so of course it has been my duty to consume enough to fulfill both our quotas), gets mad at the mention of anything different than vanilla sex, hates sex toys (I tried), and well we can just sum it all up here by saying that she has never masterbated and refuses to even touch herself while we have sex.

Eight day date with frat guy [m/f]

This happened two weeks ago, I wasn't going to post this but a lot of people who PM me asked for the full story … so here goes :)

I accepted a date with a guy from my english class, I knew he was in a frat and I didn't care. I love cocktail dresses and fishnets so that's what I wore. We had a great date. It starts to rain when we get finished with dinner and we are in his car. I told him to wait for it to stop. I was really into him. We sat in his car and talked for a bit and after sex came up like the third time that night, I went down on him. When we were done, I asked to go back to his place. I didn't know he lived in the frat house. It was still raining so no one was outside, he snuck me into his room from the window.

[fm] A Growing Desire, Part 1

Typically, I post to Literotica. But I've decided to share a few stories here. Enjoy.

I kept having the same dream. Not that that's anything new. I'll have recurring dreams about losing my makeup, missing a flight, failing out of school. But I usually don't have these types of dreams. The ones where I wake up in the middle of the night feeling guilty, ashamed, and incredibly wet. Guilty because my boyfriend would be gently asleep next to me, unaware what filled my dreams. Ashamed because, well, I love sex. I love the way it feels when my boyfriend pushes deep inside of me, the way he touches me, kisses me, and whispers how much he loves me. I love it when he spanks me. I love it when he takes control of me.

Asian MILF: A Walk In The Park [Str8, mF, anal, bukkake, oral]

I waited on a bench in the middle of the dark park. I checked the time on my phone.

"10:00 p.m., where the hell is she", I muttered to myself.

Almost like beetle juice, I heard foot steps. I looked over and saw Mrs. Done walking towards me. But she wasn't in any ordinary attire for tonight, she walked here wearing only her bra and panties. We had been texting back and forth planning what are next sex filled night was going to be like. What started as a joking suggestion to fuck in the park at night soon spiraled into an actual event. My parents were gone on a cruise and Mrs. Done said that her husband was going to be gone again for business, so tonight was a good night for both of us. We then discussed the attire for tonight. Since I had to go through so much trouble to get her home last time, I encouraged her to wear nothing at all. Mrs. Done respectfully declined, but did say she would wear something revealing.

The Ecstasy of Being Destroyed by The Girl You Love [MmF, anal, fdom, huml, nc, feminization, love]

Christie and Steven were two of my best friends. I eventually told Christie I couldn't come to the wedding because I was in love with her. We'd all met at an architecture program in Wisconsin. I ended up dropping out and becoming an accountant but not before we'd all had an incredible two years together. I was older because I'd spent some time out of school and then tried to go back. Anyway, that was four years ago. I'd just turned thirty two–they're both twenty six–and I felt like my life was over.

I thought I'd live some grand adventure. I always thought life would be like the movies. But I was just too soft, too lazy, to ever do anything remarkable. I wasn't a complete slob or vagrant. Nothing obvious. I would just sit around and collapse after a day of work. I'd binge watch TV instead of practicing some difficult art. I'd exhaust myself on pornography instead of exercising or chasing true love. As I went to talk to Christie, to shrug out of her wedding, I could see my whole life toiling out ahead of me, locked-in on a boring path all the way to the grave.

Initiations: Part 1 (fffmmm) (anal) (huml) (reluc)

(A series of university hazer tales, where girls are made to complete "special" tasks, in order to enter an elite party university, guaranteeing all the best sex, parties and alcohol that they could ever desire) Part 1: Rock Bottom In order to enter the social group and parties at St Mounten's university, you had to prove that you could live up to the social life. This was a social life which every student dreamed of. You were guaranteed the ultimate uni life if you made it. All the sex you ever wanted, you could have it. All the alcohol you wanted, you could have it. All the partying you wanted, you could have it. For boys, it was a lot simpler to get in, there was no point in them proving themselves, it was known they'd do anything, so you just needed connections. For girls however, this was unfairly different. You needed to complete an initiation in front of the whole group (which would comprise of at least 30-40 people), these initiations were set to prove that you were wild enough to deserve this hedonistic haven, that you could do anything for the sake of a good time. Different tasks were set by the elite, a group of 5 randomly selected individuals in the group for each initiation. The Elite were not merciful, often choosing extreme tasks set to put the affectionately named "sluts" to their limits. There would often be a different leader of the committee for each initiation, who would tell the hopefuls what they needed to do and impose any extra measures they saw fit. In this initiation, hopefuls Sophie (petite, with curly brunette hair and a slim body) , Izzie (larger, with dark blonde hair, and a medium build, tanned body) and Kelsey (a tall brunette with a slim toned body) face a challenge set from leader Elle, outside on a nearby field.