[MF] [Str8] “Can I stay here tonight?”

A few months ago Emily had the idea of watching a movie at her place and invited me over to watch it together. I gladly agreed since I’ve had a small crush on her since the day we met. Emily is the type of girl who is friends with anyone and sees the inner worth of every person she meets. An absolutely lovely girl.

The evening that we arranged to meet I cycled to her place. It was a cold October night but I knew that I would be greeted warmly by her at my arrival. I parked my bike near the entrance of her flat and prepared for the six flights of stairs I had to climb to get to her front door. Slightly exhausted after the bike ride and the indoor hillwalk I knocked on her door to be, as expected, warmly greeted my Emily. Occasionally she’d wear a sundress and tonight was one of those nights.

Even in normal jeans and a shirt she would’ve looked great and she looked nothing but spectacular in her yellow sundress. She’s a busty girl that would always fill any top she was wearing. Her breasts created a teasing cleavage and with her perfect legs she created an image that was difficult for me to ignore.

[MF],[First Time] I Fucked My Girlfriend So Hard She Passed Out

This a story of my first time as a coming of age virgin. I always like to think of my first time story as a topper, but whoever thinks they have something better, feel free to tell me in the comments!

Let’s set the scene: I’m a young and inexperienced coming of age boy who’s had his first girlfriend for about 5-months. Prior to this, I’ve had no sexual experience whatsoever. I did at one point have a make-out sesh with an older girl who had taken an interest in me, but that was squashed pretty quick by my uncontrollable shaking when we started kissing, and my ensuing heavy embarrassment to ever be able to talk to the girl again.

This new girl I was with, well, she was no angel, and I was just naive and in whatever I thought was love at the time. She was doing everybody on the block, I mean my mom even thought she was giving my dad the eyes at one point or another, but god she was a freak. Ass fatter than any white girl in town, with a hip swing that could stop traffic. She was especially exotic to me because she died her hair in all these different colors, which looking back actually made her look terrible, but there was something about a girl with flaming red hair I couldn’t resist. Her just even touching my penis would instantly send chills up my spine and cause an almost immediate and involuntary nut bust to come, but I digress.

[FM] So I cheated on my boyfriend…

Kinda long, sorry!

Some boring context: I love my bf but things are complicated. We have been together since I was 14 and he was 15, and that was almost 9 years ago. Needless to say, I had no experience with relationships or sex except for with him. I was always really skinny as a teen and my bf was too, we were kinda nerdy and we were in love when we were just kids. Things have changed in the last few years though. It’s like now in the last couple years i have sort of blossomed physically, my braces came off and I developed curves and my body transformed, and I think it makes my bf uncomfortable. I like the attention I get from guys at school and stuff like that, even though I never acted on it before, but I have to admit it’s strange because I never used to get any attention from guys before… at all! Now I admit it does excite me when guys flirt with me. I know it’s wrong but I guess I’ve changed and I like the changes :). He isn’t really the same guy either: kinda chubby now and not in shape, doesn’t try, eats really bad food, and as for myself I work hard on my body to stay fit. I try to cook good meals for him but he snacks all night long. He also doesn’t work, stays home and smokes pot most of the time, makes some money from fixing computers and selling small amounts of weed but otherwise he isn’t really doing much with his life. I’m a junior in college and I work 20-30 hours a week to make ends meet for both of us and it’s exhausting. So in a way we are drifting apart and we both know it. The worst part of our relationship is that he won’t talk to me about anything anymore, he is depressed, and whenever I try to talk about things he gets angry. So for the past two years or so I’ve been feeling kinda down about us.

Seeing Sally Again (Or “She does do [M]ore than my Ex-G[f]”), [Blonde], [18], [Petite], [Short Girl], [BJ], [Facial], [Creampie], [Mf], [Long Story], [Surprises]

Disclaimer: This story is fiction and so far no part of it is real (though man oh man do I wish it was) unlike in the previous story (I’m not allowed to link here, so I will link in the comments). Also, this got WAY longer than I meant. I am sorry in advance. I hope that everyone does enjoy it none the less. Thank you for taking the time to read my latest tale.

Note: *Text in italics, will be a thought.* This is a change from using ~To denote a thought.~ “*Text in “Quotes” will be a text.*”

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My phone goes off for the 100th time that evening. Sally and I have been texting ever since Christmas, planning, sexting, flirting, getting to know each other again, with a different relationship that before. Tomorrow, January 2nd is the day I am moving back to town.

After that adventure on Christmas, I expedited the process of moving back. My job was transferred to my home town so I have it ready when I get there, and as of Friday the 30th of last month, the everything that wouldn’t fit in my truck was sent to my new house. Everything that will fit in my truck is in boxes by the door.

Seeing Sally Again (Or “She does do [M]ore than my Ex-G[f]”), [Blonde], [18], [Petite], [Short Girl], [BJ], [Facial], [Creampie], [Mf], [Long Story], [Surprises]

Disclaimer: This story is fiction and so far no part of it is real (though man oh man do I wish it was) unlike in the previous story. For those who missed it, the link will be posted below my disclaimer, before the story begins. Also, this got WAY longer than I meant. I am sorry in advance. I hope that everyone does enjoy it none the less. Thank you for taking the time to read my latest tale.

[Making it with My Ex’s Sister Finally] (https://www.reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/5kyhb3/making_it_with_my_exs_sister_finally_or_presents/)

Note: *Text in italics, will be a thought.* This is a change from using ~To denote a thought.~ “*Text in “Quotes” will be a text.*”

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My phone goes off for the 100th time that evening. Sally and I have been texting ever since Christmas, planning, sexting, flirting, getting to know each other again, with a different relationship that before. Tomorrow, January 2nd is the day I am moving back to town.

After that adventure on Christmas, I expedited the process of moving back. My job was transferred to my home town so I have it ready when I get there, and as of Friday the 30th of last month, the everything that wouldn’t fit in my truck was sent to my new house. Everything that will fit in my truck is in boxes by the door.

That one time in Vegas [MFM]

This Story Always Gets Me Going.

This is a story about how I made an innocent bedroom fantasy into a reality in Las Vegas.

My wife and I have been married now for 5 years. We are in our early 30s. She’s sexy 5’6 with double dd’s and an ass that literally swallows up her thongs/g-strings.

Anyways so we went to Las Vegas 2 years ago to celebrate her birthday. We have both expressed fantasies and scenarios about having a 3rd person join in but never thought it would actually happen.

On our 2nd night we went to this club called XS. She wore a super short black dress that would hike up when she sat down or crossed her legs. The dress also had these flimsy straps that barely kept her tits in place but nonetheless she looked smoking hot that night

We were drinking quite a bit while we got ready so that we didn’t have to spend a ton of money on drinks at the club. I was feeling bold and frisky so I dared my wife not to wear anything under her dress.

Guard tower blow job [MM]

It was the early years of post 9/11 Iraq War. I was 20 years old, headstrong and horny. My platoon was sent to a quiet, shitty corner of Boring, Iraq where we did a lot of non-combat related bullshit. However, the Army being the Army, we still had guard towers, perimeter guard and kept live ammo on us. But it was boring. I don’t even think the Iraqis knew we were there.

Anyway, my platoon was assigned a medic from battalion who stayed with us to treat the very rare and minor sickness/injury that would occasionally occur. My job was RTO (radio operator). No one else had any specialized job, so we were kinda oddballs in the platoon.

So one day I had an injury during PT in my groin area, and had the medic take a look because it was pretty painful. We had privacy during the exam, and he was very ambiguous with his semi-gay jokes.

Gay jokes/comments/actions are actually really common when it’s a bunch of dudes left alone, but it’s all in jest. No one is serious, and the understanding is that everyone is just kidding. So I really didn’t take the medic serious, even though he was laying it on kinda thick.

[MF] I slept with my ex wife’s best friend.

This happened about a year ago, and it’s 100% true. I’m not a writer so I apologize if I’m not as descriptive as other stories on here, but I just wanted to share the experience.

I was laying around at home watching tv as usual, when I got a text saying “is that you behind me?” From my ex wife’s friend, Rachel (we had divorced a few months before this, things were still kind of raw). Rachel likes to drive around country roads and drink and I guess she saw a pair of headlights that looked like my car, in hindsight she was obviously just trying to find a reason to text me. I reply “no, I’m at home.” And don’t think anything of it. She starts a conversation about what I’m up to and says she’s drinking. I tell her she shouldn’t be drinking and driving and the conversation eventually turns into her asking me if I want to drive her around since I’m sober. I agree and she picks me up a few minutes later. (She was in my neighborhood so that’s another sign she had this planned out.).

[mf] I had a sexual relationship with a teacher, and to this day we still keep in “touch”.

I’ve posted about it on reddit, but I had a 1 1/2 year sexual relationship with my botany teacher in 11 and 12th grade. It started out as romantic, then moved on to very passionate romance. Her and I were just absolutely into everything together. We loved plants, we loved the same music, we even would always see each other at the same films and our in the same stores.

About a month into my 11th grade year, She took me on as a Teaching assistant (I took the class the two years prior and I fit the reqs for my highschools aid program, essentially elective teachers could “intern” a student and it’d go towards their grade). I would have to stay after class with her and arrive early to school to help her set up.

One morning we (I shit you not) reached for the same folder and we kind of just eyed each other for a little bit. That afternoon we talked, kissed for a bit, made out for a bit more, then I made a move. I started sucking her neck and she got incredibly uncomfortable knowing her husband would see it. So told me I couldn’t ever do that again, no matter how much she wanted it.