Okay… so heres the story. I had been texting this girl, we will call her Emily, for a week or so. I’ve known Emily for a good year now. Basically I use to date a friend of hers last winter. Mind you it was only for a few months. But me and Emily have ALWAYS had some tension between us. By that I mean sexual tension since we first met. I believe she wanted to fuck me as much as I wanted to fuck her Not a big deal. It happens. Anyways Emily is freshly 18. A freshmen in college, 5’10 and about 120 pounds, she has the most beautiful long, black hair, nice tight body… she is in no question a strong 10. Now me… I’m 21 years old and a diesel mechanic by trade and work my full 40 hours a week. I’m also about 6’3 200 pounds and I’ve trained mixed martial arts my whole life, so I’m in great shape with a broad muscular frame. Basically a swimmers body with some buff to it. And I have blonde medium length curly hair and brown eyes. Long story short im not a bad looking guy.
Tag: BJ
I am a horrible boyfriend. [MF] [Cheating]
Me and Deneese have been friends through highschool, though we were never really close during school days, we often chatted or texted one another all day long. I guess you could say we weren’t comfortable being physically together. We were obviously different people, she was a cynic, I was an optimist. I was the avid gamer, she was the intrepid bookworm. But the thing was, she was always, how you say, available. Just being able to have someone to constantly talk to was enough for me back then, a fixed point.
She had a boyfriend by the last couple of years of highschool, though they never really did it, on account of the conservatism of the guy, I assumed that that was the reason they broke up by the end, and probably the reason why we got together not long after.
It started with the pressure of highschool soon being over, and she wanted to at least experience it before heading off to college. It started with a simple question, then a simple agreement, and then it became a lot more.
Chocolate [f]un in Amsterda[m]!
The other day I was going out in Amsterdam (I’m a local BTW) at a club in the famous gay street. More about me. I’m a black dude and have been said to look handsome/cute. I’m a bit of an introvert, so am not always into going out. Now i’ m not gay by any means, but it’s just a great and super flirty environment. For people interested in the hot stuff, just skip the buildup.
Okay so on with the evening. I was getting looks from both women and men. Then suddenly I see this dropdead gorgeous blonde dancing with her male best friend. Her gay friend! Game on!!
**The Build up**
Sexy dancing blonde sees me, and instantly moves even more to the beat, just luring me in…tempting me into her seductive aura. I don’t budge and do my own thing. The more i ignore her the more she starts doing more to grab my attention. I keep on having fun in my own space and strike up random conversations with men and women who kept coming into my space to say something. Every now and again girls comment me on my style. ( Always a good thing!)
Our [f]irst time to the sound track of the biggest cover-up in a[m]erican history, and the worst shower sex ever.
Let me tell you about Savannah. When I first met her, two things stood out for me, her height, and her unbelievable beauty. We were both seniors in high school when we first
met, both 18. I looked it, she…well..she was born both short and having a young face. At first glance she looks 14. As you can imagine, I was called a pedo a lot by my
friends. We got off pretty well, and later on I would learn a few things about her that i wouldn’t of known during the first few months. Like how shes submissive, and likes
to be pinned against the wall and fucked, or how she would tease me during sex about the pedo thing, dirty talking as a innocent young girl. These things, I would not learn
tell later though. Tonight, was the first night either of us have ever even seen each other naked.
It was 7:00 when she came over, I sent her the stereotypical, “Netflix and chill” text, at the time, we had been dating for 6 months. I also felt like the truth was important
Our first threesome (FFM)
I came into the parts store twice last week and bought stuff I didn’t need just to see you. I just can’t help myself; your curves and your cute little southern accent keep bringing me back time after time. Every time I come in you flirt with me, but I don’t think you realize how much I want you. I come in today and spend another $30 that will go straight into the trash can when I get home. As you hand me my receipt I ask if you want to join me for lunch. You start blushing a little bit but our eyes lock and you whisper a soft “I’d love to”.
We walk down the road to that popular Italian restaurant everyone has been talking about. Even though it’s February it’s pretty warm in Georgia, and the heat between us is making it apparent that the electricity that I’ve been feeling is mutual. We sit down and start making small talk. I feel your foot brush against my leg as we are ordering. I glance under the table and see that your right hand has wandered down between your legs and you are lightly rubbing yourself through your pants. For such a composed woman, I can’t believe you are already horny. Who I am to argue though? After the waitress walks away I stand up, take your hand, and walk right out of the restaurant. I no longer want pasta for lunch, I want you.
I also (F)ound (M)yself the recipient of an anonymous blowjob
It’s not as long of a story as u/Udontknomee but as his story reminded me of a time, I thought I’d write it out.
I was about 27 and was a manager at Walmart. And although I was a manager, I was able to get away with wearing my normal clothes on occasion (usually when I was supposed to be “off” that day).
As I’m walking in the store one day, I see this cute girl outside smoking a cigarette. Looking to flirt a little, I walk over to her and ask if I can use her lighter (keeping mine in my pocket).
We talk for a few minutes, and then she asks me (very, very nervously) “So… do you know where I can get some pot?”
Now, I’m kinda stuck at the moment. I don’t want to tell this girl “sure, I have some in my glovebox” when we are literally sitting in front of my place of employment. But I don’t want her to go away either.
So I tell her “I might know someone, he lives up the road”. “Can you take me?” I kinda questioned what was going on, since this girl didn’t seem at all worried about getting into a car with a stranger. But she was cute, so…
[M]y [F]irst anonymous blowjob [LONG]
Curious what everyone will think of this, totally blew my mind. Pun intended.
About a year ago I got a text from a number I didn’t know. Obvious wrong number text, but I figured fuck it, I’ll play along and see what happens. For about 2 hours we go back and forth, by this time it’s turned into sexting, but without pictures. I’ve determined that it is in fact a female I’m talking to. I figure it’s getting time to end it and tell her she has the wrong number and send her on her way. She then asks, “so do you want one of my blowjobs you like so much?”. I respond “hell yeah I do, but btw, I’m not the person you meant to text. I’m actually a 38 year old guy in {town I live in}”. She’s all apologetic, I’m laughing my ass off and ask her if the blowjob offer is still on the table. She says yes, I totally don’t believe her. Hell, I don’t know her name or what she even looks like.
My mistress has completed her sub training and is now my cumslut [m/f]
I went to see my mistress this morning at 830am. She’s a college girl who goes to classes M,W,F. I usually see her on Tuesdays and Thursdays if I can. We met because I am also her landlord. So far I have cut her rent in half. We have been fucking for a few months and we discovered she has an interest in being submissive. We have been doing things here and there, but it wasn’t until this morning that she put it all together into the hottest roleplaying I’ve experienced.
I called her around 8 and asked if she was awake. She said she just woke up. I told her to hurry up and take a shower and make sure her hair is not wet. I told her I would be there around 830am and I would let myself in.
I parked around back and let myself in quickly so the other tenant in the duplex wouldn’t see me. I went to the bedroom and she was laying in bed, playing with her long brown hair hair, and had a hand in her lacy, pink panties. I asked her if she was going to be a submissive slut today and she said yes.
[First FFM] A Slut in Heaven
*Hiya GWS! I’ve got my second naughty story for y’all, and hopefully a fun way to tell it! Don’t be confused by the start, I’m a sinner and this story is plenty naughty ;)*
It had been a wonderful life, but my time had come, and after funeral let out, I found myself at the gates of heaven. I was second in line, I guess. Some guy was describing his time owning a family coffee shop to God, and when he was done the gates opened and God said, “Mister Jones, the one thing you wished to take with you to heaven was your Grandma’s coffee recipe.” God created a magical cup out of thin air and gave it to this so-called Mister Jones. “Here you are, sir. Enjoy the afterlife.”
I marveled at the glimpse of Mister Jones’s heaven, but not for long as the gates shut and I was called forward.
“Madeline…come to me,” God said, in his booming voice. I could now see that he was dressed in all white and looked suspiciously like Morgan Freeman in *Evan Almighty*.
“Okay,” I said quietly and stepped forward. “Ummm…what’s up?”
My drug addled experience with a sexy MILF
Context: this happened almost two years ago, when I had just turned eighteen. My friend’s mother (let’s call her Melissa) had been dropping some not so subtle hints that she wanted to fuck me since the first day she learned I was of age. My friend John was already doing her roommate, Anna, on a daily basis. He was my age, she was about almost thirty. At one point, he began staying over at Melissa’s house for well over a week straight while her husband was out of town, dropping acid, snorting xanax, smoking weed, and drinking alcohol everyday while screwing Anna’s incredible petite body. After a few days, Melissa was becoming obviously frisky without any action of her own. Enter me.
John invited me over, and just coming off my heavy drug use days, I decided to have one last hoorah. As soon as I walked in the door, I was offered a joint and a shot. I gleefully accepted and soon after snorted my very own xanax bar. After that, I was easy game for Melissa. She began tugging on my arm and whispering in my ear while we sat around the table passing a joint and bottle. Before long, John and Anna decided to head to her son’s room to have a little alone time. Melissa had stepped up her game at this point, and after I finished the joint, she pulled me over to an air mattress in the living room. We laid down beside each other and talked for a bit, she complimented me on my pillow talk, and I kissed her.