I loved AOL Instant Messenger back in the day, but ICQ will forever hold a special place in my heart. I was at college about 20 years ago and started a chat with a random girl on ICQ. I can’t remember the conversation all that well, but somehow it quickly developed into me telling her that I would love a blowjob. And her being such a sweet girl, said sure! We set up to meet at a nearby park. I went there and waited. And waited… came back to my dorm thinking of course it had been too good to be true. Hopped back on ICQ and chatted with her again and was like, WTF? She apologized and said let’s try to meet again. I said okay, but this time, come wearing no bra and no panties. I go back to the park. There is now a light snow falling. There’s a stage of some sort at the park and that’s where I’m waiting for her. All of the sudden, a girl appears and asks if I’m the guy from ICQ. I said, yep. We sit down and I ask if she is wearing a bra and she shows me her tits. I ask if she is wearing any panties and she shows me her nearly trimmed bush. We start making out and I ask her if I can get that blowjob. She says, only if you really really want it. I say, yes I really really want it! She starts thinking about what position she’s gonna get in and decides to lay down next to me and she pulls my cock out of my jeans and starts sucking. After a minute she said she needed the jeans down father so I wasted no time in pulling them down more! She kept sucking and even licked my balls a little. My hand is on her head going up and down as I cum and she swallows every last drop, opening her mouth to show me it’s all gone. I end up driving her home but we stop at McDonald’s on the way. The kid behind the counter sees her and says, “Will this be to go or to blow?” And she laughs. Clearly she had a reputation! But fuck it, was still an awesome college experience and to this day has been the only one that has swallowed. I am happily married today but to someone who won’t swallow. But I will never forget the day that someone did.
Tag: BJ
Cheated on my girlfriend with her stated I’m [M]
My girlfriend years ago had an older sister (only by a few years), who I always thought was incredibly hot.
My girlfriend was cute, petite, just over 5 feet tall. Small tits but a round ass.
Her sister was taller, slightly less skinny, but bigger tits and ass, and had the face and hairstyle you’d associate with a sexual goddess. (Or at least someone who knows their way around a dick).
Now while dating my girlfriend, I could never tell if her sister was flirting or just being silly with me. Things like slapping my ass, touching my chest randomly, right in front of my girlfriend no less.
One time we were all at group hangout, and we needed something from the store. My girlfriend was preoccupied so sent me and her sister. On the way there (don’t even remember the context), she tells me she has no gag reflex, and shows my by shoving her finger all the way to the back of her tongue.
She starts moving it around, audibly. I can her her fingers jostle the back of her tongue and throat, she’s really making it obvious that she has no gag reflex, and then looked over at me as I’m driving to show me the back of her throat.
The thrill of sucking cock in public (…and why I was banned from my local cinema) [FM]
Sex is great. It is, arguably, just about the most fun it’s possible to have. But there can come a time when, if you’re lucky enough to be getting it sufficiently frequently, it can start to feel like it’s losing its edge. Which is to say it’s still great, obviously – orgasms are rarely not worth your time – but it can start to lose a little of its shine. It becomes just that little bit more predictable. More pedestrian. More, dare I say it, *routine*.
Which is when, in my experience, you find yourself starting to explore other means of regaining that exciting buzz that was initially a default bolt-on to any sexual escapade. You take your first tentative steps – or in my case, jumping in fully, both feet first – into finding a way to recapture the thrill. Specifically seeking out something new and adventurous, rather than just happening upon it.
[MF] cheating with a slut at work
I work in a hospital and am also happily married. There is a nurse I see on occasion, that is incredibly sexy. It started as us flirting every now and then, to somehow getting her phone number and texting. Texting led to sexting, which led to her coming in during the weekend while I was on call. Unbeknownst to me, she was rolling on molly that weekend. I was in my office when she came in the door, and immediately straddled me in the chair and started making out. This making out turned very intense, very quick with me rubbing my hands all over her body, feeling her amazing ass and her tits while my cock got rock hard with her grinding on it. I then got up and pinned her up against the wall from behind and continued to kiss her on her neck while I slid my hands down her stomach into her panties. Her pussy was dripping wet. As I start rubbing her clit she reaches back to feel my hard cock that’s been pressing up against her ass, and immediately pulls it out of my pants to begin stroking it. She then turns around and gets on her knees and gives me the best blowjob I’ve ever had. Once I couldn’t take it anymore, I stood her up and bent her over the desk in our office and fucked her from behind, having to cover her mouth so the entire hospital didn’t hear her moaning. Once I got close, she turned around and got on her knees as I blew my load all down her throat, as she continued to suck my cock clean. This was the first time, of many. I have now been fucking her at work for the past year and a half, with many many more good stories, pictures, and videos to share.
My second time with Jennie, now involving her friend [MFF] [CFNM]
Having spent the summer with Jennie at the lake house, I had started hanging out with her and her friends every now and then. I never forgot how we had climaxed together that time at the lake. Being careful not to come off needy, I had never made any more advances. It didn’t hurt that I had my downtown apartment where the girls liked to hang out.
This one evening we were hanging out in my new apartment. Jennie and her friend Elsa had just come back from their workout, looking to go out for drinks later. We were playing music as they were getting ready to go out. They were putting on makeup and occasionally changing clothes. They were not very shy around me, and I tried not to stare as I caught glimpses of them in bra and panties.
Cream & Coco, Chapter 9 [Fm] [Incest] [Mother/Son]
[Chapter 8](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/jt9eao/cream_coco_chapter_8_fm_incest_motherson/)
I woke up next to Drew, tucked into bed facing him. For entire minutes, I forgot where I was, what had happened, and what I wasn’t wearing. I just watched him sleep, his face in the most peaceful expression I’d seen in a long while. I smiled blissfully, thanking all the powers that be that he was mine. He stirred with a groan and peeked out of one eye, the hazel looking like liquid gold.
“Good morning, baby,” I murmured. His voice rumbled with his pleasure, and he blinked slowly, basking in his drowsiness.
“Morning, mom,” he replied. Lifting his head off the pillow, he leaned in for a kiss, and for the first time I realized I was topless and leaking milk onto his bedsheets. And he was about to kiss me on the lips in broad daylight.
With a yelp, I jerked back and flew out of bed, clutching an arm across my breasts as I scooped my shirt off the floor. “I’m gonna make breakfast!” I stammered, and hurried out the door and back to my bathroom.
[M/M, dubcon] CockSlut – Part 1
First off, I’m not giving you my name. Not going to happen. It doesn’t matter what it is anyway. Call me Ishmael, just like in the book. Ask and I won’t tell you, bug me about it and I won’t post any more of my story. I’m sorry to be blunt, but that’s how it has to be. I’m not giving any other names either, for hopefully-obvious reasons. No names, no companies. Probably not even dates or times or locations either, just to be safe. You never know who’s reading this, and who might be really good at following breadcrumbs. Honestly, I wouldn’t be saying anything at all, except that it excites me to no end to share this. I’m getting hard thinking about it.
Sex with a [M]IL[F] at a Charity Gala: Part 2
Since a few people have asked for what happened in the morning, here is part 2 of “Sex with a MILF at a charity gala.” A quick recap though: I have a MILF FWB Erin who is 44; she is a lawyer, and I went to a charity event with her where we had a quickie in an empty room of her country club before going back to her house where we had sex again. I stayed the night and woke up the next morning to a note on the door that read: “Come on downstairs, I’m out back in the hot tub if you want to join.” That’s where this picks up.
Amelia Nurses Me Part 2 [MF]
I couldn’t stop thinking about the way things turned out at Amelia’s apartment. Her surprise blowjob was constantly on my mind the next few days that I found it difficult to concentrate on work. My hand was healing up and I had removed the gauze and put a large bandaid on it.
Several days went by where I was stuck in front of my desk and would go home extremely drained. I had no energy to go for a run even though I desperately wanted to see Amelia again. I chided myself for not getting her phone number. Even though I knew where she lived, I wasn’t about to show up at her door asking for sex. That was super creepy.
I decided to call in sick from work and go to the park and see if Amelia was there. I knew it seemed like a silly thing to do but I wanted to see her again. Also, I must admit that I wanted to fuck her.
Fucking away those summer blues [f18/m19] [MF] (long)
*This is a true story. At the request of the fucked, the names have been changed. Out of respect for the masturbators, the rest has been told exactly as it occurred.*
Cross the —line— for the good stuff.
Growing up I had a best friend, Sam, who I considered a brother for much of my life. That is until part way into high school when he started dating Sara and our paths diverged. Whereas I was obsessed with movies and memes, they were obsessed with each other and soon fell into hard drugs and other dangerous life choices. For my sanity I made the difficult choice to cut him out of my life.
A year after graduating high school I was home from college and got a shitty job at the local theater since I couldn’t get my shit together to get any internship. Most of my friends stayed in their respective college towns so I was pretty bored. I downloaded tinder out of a way to get some social interaction and cure my general debilitating horniness.