My [F] first time ever giving a blowjob, to my crush [M]

Written on mobile so apologies for any poor formatting!!

After I last posted I got a few requests to write about an experience that happened about a week ago – giving my first blowjob. I’m pretty nervous to post this so I hope it’s okay!!

It’s a bit long so I’m really truly sorry/I’ve tried to cut it down.

My high school crush Finn and I were staying with friends at his beach house. We are both 20 and study at university. Throughout the trip we started to show more feelings for each other and we are currently dating. I’m a virgin and he’s inexperienced also. There’s more info on my last story describing us if you need it hahaha.

It had been a few days since I had orgasmed by grinding on his thigh, and we had been inseparable ever since. It was around 10:30 and I was wearing one of his soft button down shirts and panties and he changed into just boxers, and we were lying down in his bed.

We cuddled for a long time, just chatting and kissing each other a little. I gave him lots of head scratches and played with his hair (he went crazy for this which made my heart explode).

Another story with my girlfriend’s younger sister [MF]

Several of my past stories have involved some of the fun times I have gotten into with my lifelong friend and then girlfriend Liz. I wanted to follow-up one of the prior stories I wrote that ended up with Liz and I having sex while Leah was laying in bed in the same room as us. As you may recall, the morning after, Liz gave me a blowjob in bed while Leah slept in a bed right next to us. Of course, nothing happened between Leah and I and really nothing was mentioned amongst the three of us about that night (or morning after). Eventually, Liz had to move away for an amazing job offer, although we remain close friends and still have fun together when she comes back to visit home.

Leah went off to college the following fall at a nearby university. As I mentioned in my last story, Leah could have somewhat of a bitchy attitude, something that worked out for her in the popular crowd in high school, but then caused some issues making friends when she first got to school. Right before the holiday break, Leah was going to a holiday formal with a guy she had recently met. Around midnight that night, I received a call from Liz. Leah had called her in tears – apparently she went to an after party with her date and he ended up bailing on her. Knowing I lived only about 10-15 minutes from where the after party was, Liz asked if I could go pick her up and bring her back to her dorm.

The time I [f]ucked my student.

I’m a college professor by day and a submissive wife at night (well, I’m submissive all the time but you know what I mean).

For context, my husband not only allows me to fuck other people, he insists on it. We’ve become a free use household and he really enjoys it when I make the first move on other men.

Anyhow, I was at work one day last year, and was in my office when a graduating student came in and asked to speak with me. He closed and locked the door behind him, which I thought was odd but I totally expected a serious conversation.

“Hi Professor. I have a very serious request and please don’t say no,” he said.

“Ok…. go on”

“As we both know I am the top student in your class, and with that comes a social stigma that I haven’t been able to break. I’m not good with women, and I’m still a virgin. I know you seem very fun and adventurous (I often talk about my escapades in class but they are usually PG-13 rated), and please take my virginity.”

The Gardener, chapter 2 – In which Stephanie keeps herself busy before eventually approaching Tom again (MFMF)

When Stephanie left her apartments in the morning, she felt dreamy, detached from reality. She walked through the streets unable to focus, taking wrong turns and tracing back on her steps. It was a feeling not dissimilar from when she had first kissed a boy, so many years ago, or when she gave her virginity to the Duke of Falwell during her summer studies.

She and Tom had spent the entire night fucking. After the first of many orgasms, she urged Tom to take her again and again, and the Gardener complied. He was as tireless as she was insatiable, and she discovered an unsuspected, bottomless well of lust and desire and need inside her.

I [M] fucked my friend’s mom [F50’s] the day I met her

This goes back a number of years to just after college, when I was 23. One of my friends from college moved back to LA after we graduated (I was in SF), and the following Memorial Day he invited me to spend the long weekend with him and his (divorced) mom and sister in Palm Springs, where his mom lived. Memorial Day in Palm Springs is one giant party so I totally agreed. Let’s call him Mike, and his mom Brenda.

I flew to LA and met Mike, and we drove out to Palm Springs to his mom’s house. When we got there, his sister and her friend were already there. I’d never met Brenda before–she was petite, about 5’nothing and in great shape, short blond hair and a tight little ass. The plan was for all of us (except Brenda) to go out partying in Palm Springs. The dagger in that plan came in the form of some really potent weed that Brenda had for us all when we got there. We spent the afternoon smoking and chatting, with me reclining on the sofa and Brenda sitting on the opposite side under my feet. Nothing overtly sexual going on…just a little incidental contact with my feet.

Truth or dare

We had been for an Industrial Visit to Goa, and I have talked about one anecdote from the trip in one of my previous answer, but this one is much more than that.

So, it was all going great, and after the adult supervision had left to sleep, it was probably 10–12 people in my room, and it was a riot. We had to keep the volume down, but there was certainly music in the room, and loads of alcohol, and I had gotten pretty drunk. It was a bunch of 5–6 girls and 6–7 guys, and it was all fun, and we had decided to play truth and dare. Everybody had turns, and by this time, all of us were very drunk, and things were chaos. So, the turn came to me, and I had taken enough “truths” so I took a dare this time, and this girl asked me to take off my panty and sit commando. She said, “You don’t like wearing undergarments anyway, so do it”. I did, and the very next turn, it came again on me, and this time, they asked me to take off my bra. So, without taking off my dress, I took off my bra (Yes guys, it is possible to do that with certain dresses) and threw it in the air. I remember seeing one guy who had both my bra and panty, and he was sniffing it. Gross, I know, but some guys do have a fetish.

Freeuse Holidays. Halloween.

Late October was always a rather cold and damp time in the town of Freeuse, Ohio. The trees were all but stripped from their leaves, and the first autumn drizzles had made their appearance.

Becky Anderson shuddered, standing in her Halloween costume in the middle of Main Street.

It was supposed to be a witch costume, but in reality it was just a flimsy excuse to show off as much flesh as possible. Not that she minded, of course. She always loved showing off her supple young body, and her curves, the curves that had every man turn and take notice of them. Especially now, being on display like that.

Jonah was standing three feet away, pointing his camera at her. He didn’t seem to be having any troubling hoisting the big and bulky piece of equipment up, but she knew from experience exactly how strong he could be.

In her ear, she was hearing Brock Simmons’s voice, but it wasn’t her he was talking to. He was addressing his television audience, and she was just waiting for her cue.

[MF] More Tales from the Sexy Pizza Palace

A few people have requested a follow-up to my original story posted here: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8y39tt/mf_the_pizzeria_slut/

I figured since the monthly contest is for stories in the workplace, now would be a good time to share another tale from the Sexy Pizza Palace! This happened several months after my story with Nichole, enjoy.

About a year into my employment tenure at the prestigious Sexy Pizza Palace, I’d find myself getting laid yet again at work. Nichole and I hooked up a few times after our night in the prep area and sort of dated for a couple months, but were never official. She ended up quitting the pizzeria and we didn’t really stay in contact after an awkward break up of a more “friends with benefits” type of relationship. Regardless, I was 100% single and my younger and very horny self was looking for action.

It was a Saturday morning and I was scheduled to prep and open with Melissa, a girl who usually worked evenings. There was typically enough prep left over from Friday night that you could get away with one person on Saturday mornings. So, the store manager would usually schedule me with someone who would work the front once the store opened and help out in back between customers.

[MF] [Fiction] Man wakes to a nice surprise from the cleaning girl. C&C welcome

Mike sat in his home office, staring at a spreadsheet on the screen and rubbing his temples. This headache just would not quit. It was a mix of stress and lack of sleep, he’d been called around 1 last night about an emergency at one of the company’s remote sites. He begrudgingly got on the conference line and helped the on site personnel fix the issue, though it had taken hours. His boss told him to take whatever time he needed in the morning, and Mike replied that he’d be on time, but working from home. Now, however, he was about to text his boss to call it a day. Just as he reached for it, his phone dinged with a new message. “Kelly Huerta” popped up on the screen and he smiled.

There’s Something in the Water Chapter 2

*I’ve written this story through chapter 13. All chapters are available on my website. You can find the link in my Reddit profile if you’re interested. If you prefer to wait, I’ll post about a chapter a month here. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!*

*Previous Chapters:*

[Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/eyrpth/theres_something_in_the_water_chapter_1/)

Cool morning sunlight streamed through Patrick’s open bedroom window. He stretched, climbed out of bed, and walked over to the window. Was this still a dream? He wasn’t sure. Patrick opened the window and let the cold air blow in.

Clothes were so constricting. Patrick pulled off his pajama tops, bottoms, and underwear. He stood in the middle of his room, letting his new equipment hang free. The air felt so good on his naked body. He looked between his skinny legs at his soft monster and dangling balls. My goodness, he’d really put on a lot of mass down there. The rest of his body hadn’t changed, just his gadgets. This had to be a dream. There’s no way his little dick could really have grown like it had in such a short time. This was all a dream, he thought. He rubbed at his eyes.