Ok so I am 37/F. Single,never been in a real relationship,all I had was a lousy sex encounter when I was 22. I was overweight in my teens up until my early 30's when I finally decided to pay attention to my physical appearance,I am much leaner now but would not say I look like a model,too old for that.I am a manager of a branch of a retail store. I admit it gets lonely sometimes and it is really hard for me to go out there and meet people. Lets just call this guy Ivan. He started working for the store 4 months ago.He is 19 and in college,he is from an Eastern European family but he was born and raised here. He is just working 2-3 days a week to have money for partying or whatever kids these days are up to. We got along and I admit I found him real attractive,really fit and he said he played rugby. But to me he was just another young one who comes and goes,someone who will quit once he gets bored by the repetitive nature of the job. We were cordial and we could consider each other as "work friends" up until this incident. He was looking unusually down at work it was 10pm.He said he was just stressed with midterms,then we chatted for a bit while walking down to the parking lot (he has a car and so do I) .I opened up about my lack of experience with men,he talked about his past girlfriends.He suddenly asked me " *****, are you attracted to me ?" I tried to change the the topic but he kept pushing it. Needless to say I ended up giving him a blowjob in his car. My first sex act with the opposite sex after 15 years We agreed to never speak of it again but who was I kidding. He texted me a week later if I wanted to "hang out" ,we ended up having sex at my place. 3 days after I could not help myself I asked if we could meet after work and we had sex in my place again. His parents were out of town last Saturday and he had me come over to their house and I spent my entire Saturday off just having sex with him. Lately I am getting dangerously attached to him. I am questioning myself. Is this right? I am only 5 years younger than his mother. He is only probably only into me for the sex . Days go by without me hearing from him(except if he is working) until he gets into the mood again. But I cannot help it at this point. I just crave being with him. Even if it is just sitting on his penis and leaving after.
Tag: BJ
An evening of pleasure [mf][anal][oral]
Standing on the deck…
…Harold couldn't imagine how any of this had begun. A few dates and yet here she was, the most beatiful woman he had ever met. They clicked. LIke they had known each other for decades. The sound of the water and the feel of the cold air against his face was sobering. Sliding the screen door quietly he stepped back into the quiet of the house.
Mara was sprawled out in a tangle of blankets. Naked, asleep, her body curled next to the indentation where his form had been. He could never really sleep after sex. Perhaps it was the energy of the act, it woke him like coffee or cigarettes never could. When the body was depleted, the mind regained control. Pensive he stood, naked himself, admiring her form, her lines. He went back to the bedroom, the bed still made, the sheets and covers taught over the bed. Quietly he picked out a pair of shorts and then went back to the floor. Staring up at the ceiling, he replayed the events in his mind…
Bitter and on the rebound, but lucked onto a winner [M29, F31]
It started as bitterness on my part. I had had yet another relationship crash and burn and was feeling like taking my frustration out on the entire female gender. Not physically, but mentally. Emotionally. And even though I wanted to do this, I knew how wrong it was to let my anger at previous girls taint future relationships, so I figured posting some rant-type diatribes on Craigslist would be a fun (and safe…and not particularly malevolent) way of going about it.
So I wrote a series of posts, sort of "Open Letters To The Women of Southern California", and put them on CL in the M4W section. Summed up every shitty relationship I've had since I was 14. Got a LOT of hate mail. A little more "God loves you" mail. A few "right on, brah!" type messages from dudes. And a VERY few e-mails from women telling me that as much as they hated me for being such an asshole, they did admired my writing.
I struck up a number of e-mail dialogues with the women of this last category, and after a period of online stalking via MySpace, Friendster, and Facebook (this was several years ago…), discovered that all but one of them were fat ugly single mom divorcee English teachers. But there was that one…Charlotte.
[F]inding [m]y oral soulmate
I had so much fun recounting the last story that I thought I had to come with another one. I hope you enjoy it.
This is from a few years ago when I was living in Scandinavia. On this particular night I'd been out on a big bender. I'd just finished with the girl in the last story and wanted to cut loose. Well cut loose I did! Around 0230 when all the bars has closed, I was making my way home when I came across a group of people who were talking English. I decided to join in asked where the next party was. They were actually all saying goodbye to each other but one of the girls, wasn't ready to go home yet.
She lived a bit further out of town and I lived right in the middle of the city, so it was a pretty easy decision. Plus I had lots to drink at home too. She was a little shorter than me (I'm 6'2" / 188cm) and she was around 5'10". She had a petite / slim build with short dark brown hair and glasses. She was very cute. At this point, I was incredibly hammered, so picking someone up was the last thing on my mind.
A quiet corner, a wandering hand
After a few hours of sleep having finally drifted off thinking of my adventures that day (http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/36xm02/a_fair_cop_at_the_convention/), I woke up early for my second day at the convention, and with another new outfit to wear. After a long shower and disgusting hotel room coffee to wake me up, I dried myself off and spent some time changing into my outfit for the day – Ranka Lee from Macross Frontier, in probably the most cute and innocent-looking outfit I have, with a top, frilly skirt and knee-high socks with red shoes and slightly high heels.
Dressed up and ready to go, me and my hotel roommate headed out, met some more friends and went around a bunch of panels and events we wanted to see. As lunchtime rolled around I chose to excuse myself and break off from the group to find someone else I'd been talking to online, and quickly headed to the meeting place we'd agreed. I wasn't sure what to expect here – the guy in question was the same age as me, seemed very confident, and we got on quite well but we hadn't talked all that much since I'd sent him a message replying to an online ad.
Let me take your mind off of it [MF] [blowjob]
As you come through the door you see me standing at the end of the hall waiting for you, hands behind my back and naked as the day I was born save for a dogs collar around my neck. As soon as you step through the door I walk to you, taking your bag and jacket from you as you've trained me. Wordlessly I follow you through to the lounge, letting you sit in your armchair.
I kneel at your feet, the only other chairs in the room are for guests, male guests that is. You look down at me and nod, giving me permission. Quickly I unzip your fly and reach my dainty hand through your pants to find your already growing cock. You brush the hair out of my face and hold it behind my head as I lean down into your crotch, having already pulled your cock out.
As I begin to serve ice your cock that familiar tingle returns to my body, my pussy starts to wet as I'm used for my purpose. With my lips clasped tightly around your cock I look up at you as you relax back and sigh, letting the stress from your day out. Having trained me so well, to be so obedient to you're glad you made me yours. I was always there, begging to please you at the end of the day, no matter what you wanted from me.
(F/M)
Hello everyone ! :)
First of all, I'd like to apologize if my English is a bit bad, I'm from Spain and the best English teacher I ever had was the Internet ! My name's Ania, I am 20, the story I want to tell you about took place during last summer, my friends and I decided some really cool holidays. Most of us didn't have holidays for a while due to half-time jobs besides our studies, so we decided to save money every months to rent a house in the south of France (we wanted to go abroad because some of us still live with their parents, that way we couldn't be annoyed).
After almost a year saving a part of my small wage every month, we finally rented the house and took the road to France ! We were 3 girls and 4 guys, we all knew each other since high school, and in this little group, there is that guy named Adrian. He is the kind of guy who has no problem to pick up a girl, all he has to do is smile and say a bunch of bullshit and the girl nearly pray him to sleep with her. Basically, these girls are dumb bitches and I must say I'm as dumb as they are because even though I know how he behaves with girls, I fell in love with him. In fact we were rather close, I was in the friendzone, I knew it. I wasn't the kind of girl he's attracted to. I'm average sized, curvy, to his eyes, my only asset would be my large breast.
[F/M] my first time ever giving a blowjob thanks to reddit! (xpost /r/RAOBJ)
Someone PM'd me and suggested I post my encounter from /r/randomactsofblowjob to this subreddit, which I just found out about! It just kinda almost turns me on to hear people responding to this thing I've done. As it seems to be the norm here, I'll describe myself and my blowjob-receiver: I am 18 and Latina with very long brown hair. I am 5'7 and naturally pretty slender but over the last couple years I've been working on building muscle by playing soccer. The guy I chose is about 6'1 and 24. He has dirty blonde hair and has a bulky athletic build and lots of chest hair. This story ended up being really long so I marked off where the actual blowjob begins and ends with the little squiggles.
I'm super duper happy that this sub helped me do something like this! I'm not gonna lie…I was crazy nervous both before and after posting. After I posted I had so many PM's, and I started to chicken out and second guess what I was doing. Thankfully, I ended up not doing that because I finally made up my mind to do it with 100% enthusiasm since I wanted this really badly.
Wherein a Newlywed With Whom I Have a History Cheats for Me (m/f).
Long time, first time, whatever. I'm not particularly proud of this (okay, I am in a fucked up sort of way) but I know you guys will like the story, but probably not the writing (I always scored low on that part of the SAT). This happened when I was in college, but it's still fresh in my mind. There's a significant back story that'll I try to trim up, so skip ahead to the bold text for the actual dirty deeds. Apologies in advance for the length, it ended up a lot longer than expected. Let's introduce the Cast of Characters:
Me: The wisecracking jerk, short dark hair, longer on the top than on the sides that seems to be fashionable. About 6' on the money, around 190 of stout body. I play team sports, and enjoy outdoors adventure sports. I guess I have a pretty decent body. Not toned, but not fat. Clean shaven, blue eyes.
Her: We'll call her Marilyn, because I like that name. Skinny as a rail, blonde hair. Small boobs, tight stomach, and a very firm ass. Small boobs usually isn't my type, but she has an adorable country accent that makes me melt. She played tennis, I think. Blue eyes, maybe around 5'6".
Fuck me like you just bought me.
I saw this reaction gif yesterday, and it… inspired me. I tell you no lies when I say I woke up at two in the morning with the idea in my head and couldn't get back to sleep. So I jerked it, then sat down to write this for you. First-person for dat POV effect. And it's a short blowjob because I don't like blowjobs in my porn.
We'd had dinner half an hour ago and were on the couch, watching… something on Netflix. Companiable, sedate, kind of our style.
Since she'd walked in the door – it was my night to cook – I'd had my eye on her. I don't know what it was about the day. Maybe something in the water, or something someone said to me. But I wanted her.
We'd been married for ten years, and we'd fallen into a routine. Sex was almost always for the bedroom, and it was always slow, loving, focused on each other, a romantic affair with lots of eye contact. But tonight, she'd had her eye on me too. So, I though… why not go to bed early?