Even now, ecstasy led to the best sex in [M]y li[F]e (Long)

This is going back to my freshman college days, but still to this day 20 years later I peg this as the most incredible night of sex of my life. I was thinking about this last night, so I decided to write it down. Since its long, I marked the sex start. Hope you all enjoy!

I had found ecstasy during the summer before my freshman year in college. For someone who had only drank a handful of times, and smoked even less, it was a mind opening experience. I was instantly hooked. I had rolled a couple of times over the summer, both times without the GF. I found myself incredibly horny (more than normal for 18 year old male) but was concerned about the totally ridiculous rumor that sex while rolling would cause you to never cum again without it. However, that fall, my GF had been down on herself about some things going on and wanted an escape one night. So we planned to roll that weekend when she visited me.
For those that need some descriptions: I was 6’0″, 175lbs, fit but not bulky, and an average cock that I knew how to use and a tongue that was even better. Angie was 5’6″, long dark hair, thin, firm ass, and a great set of tits for an 18 year old.

Get Down With The Thiccness Part 1 [Exhibitionism] [Masturbation] [Huge Cock]

Here is my second series! I know that Uni erotica is common but its a new topic which I have yet to tackle which I hope readers will enjoy. University life is something I am familiar with as I recently finished my 3 years there! Soon I will write some of my own experiences over those years but for now please enjoy the first part of Get Down With The Thiccness.

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Lord Romeo University is where this story of love, sex and drama takes place. A university for anyone who is motivated enough to become the best that they could ever hope to become. The campus takes up miles and miles of land, containing the huge Victorian building where lecture halls and smaller classrooms are contained within. Surrounding the huge white stone structure are more modern buildings, where the social areas are placed. Mostly made of glass and black metal frames the contrast between old and new architecture made this place very unique and highly sought out for spots for new students to study and embrace adult life. From the main site, the main road slit into three which lead to the separate accommodation buildings. 

[FFM] Touristas making trouble!

Hi! Before I even start that story, I want to tell you that it has taken me almost 8 months to write it so please be kind because I am not a very good writer. This is a bit of a long story so thank you in advance for taking the time to read it, it’s not the most amazing story compare to other one on here but I hope you enjoy. ✌✌✌

I am from a large island in Philippines (won’t say what one, but Pinoy will know it right away!) where for our people we are consider a little bit “different”. We are much more isolate from Manila, not so much tourists go visit our place. Everybody we know its from our town or the next town, and we travel by plane to visit Manila or another city. I am 23 and I spend most of my life in my town not counting 2.5 years for my studies.

Broke, Fat, Black, and Ugly. Ch. 7 [nc, rape, oral, interracial, rough, MF, Mf, mdom, cuck]

Broke, Fat, Black, and Ugly

Chapter 7

Terry had arrived before Stace returned from school, waiting for her at the front door.

“Don’t run, slut spawn.” He cautioned in a mild voice when Stace spied him. “And if you call the police, I’ll say you’re just a racist white girl hating on a poor black man down on his luck.”

“Get – out of here!” She stammered.

“I will. As soon as I get my due.”

“Mamma’s at work.”

“I can wait until then.” He grinned and pulled a worn, faded Rubik’s cube from his pocket.

“Get away from our door.” Stacy ordered, calming somewhat.

“Nope. I’m sticking right here, until your mamma gives what she owes me.”

Stace drew on her well tended pluck. “Don’t move.” She plucked keys from her jacket and ignored the fat black man while she unlocked the door.

“You’re as stupid as she is.” Terry pushed his way into our home, catching my daughter up in his wake. He shut the door behind him.

Stace ran to the end of the short hall. It was as far as she could get from her mother’s rapist. “Daddy! Help me!”

[MFF] High school was weird

I don’t want this to come off as me being all braggadocios and alpha because I’m not in any way an alpha but back to the confession.

I’m a male 19 just out of my first year of college and every time I have sex now I feel like it wasn’t as good as it was in high school. In high school I thought it was fun and hot to have sex with as many people as I can but now I just feel like an old man wanting to settle down at frickin 19 when just last year I got passed around the girls in my high school so much I got a pornstar nickname out of it. I don’t even understand why It happened so much but apearently I was the only male in my entire class that could give a girl an orgasm. I have a lot of stories but the one I got my nickname from
It was at a house party of some neighboring school and me being the delinquent I was a brought an 8 ball of Mexican marching powder (I’ve cleaned up since) for some people to share and I ended up doing just a little under half of it and ended up fingering 11 different girls in one night. Two of them where at the same time and one girl (Jane for privacy purposes) wanted the stick of death so I ended the night with her and passed out about 15-20 minutes into it before I could cum and she just ended up using me in my sleep for repeated orgasms. We ended up dating for a couple months but I found out she was cheating/using me for drugs but that’s what drove me to clean up so you win some you lose some I guess!

Breakfast (Spying On My Sister, Part 2)

Jenna and James came up the stairs for breakfast in the morning. I was already on the counter drinking coffee and having toast. James just had on boxers, exposing his chest, which wasn’t muscular, but toned so you could see the outlines of his build. He was hairless for the most part. He wasn’t hot but he was definitely sexy. Jenna, I’m pretty sure, had on just an old school “Weezer” t-shirt; one of James’, no doubt. No bottoms, but the t shirt did go to her thighs. They both had nice bodies and were comfortable walking around like that. The main reason they walked around basically naked was easy access.

My sister and her boyfriend had an added bonus this week. Our parents were in Hawaii. We had the house to ourselves, which meant James was living there that week. And they were fucking a lot. It was like they were each other’s newly discovered drugs and they were on a binge. I could hear them every night; they were as loud as they could be, knowing they had no one who’d tell them to cut it out or keep it down. They knew I wouldn’t.

The Runaway [Mf, Rape.]

I wasn’t sure how long I had been walking. I could have measured the distance in how much my feet hurt. I had walked far enough that there were no longer any familiar streets. I only met strangers who couldn’t manage to spare more than a curious glance before their indifference took over and they hurried along with their own busy lives. That was a couple miles and a few blisters ago.

There were downsides to rash decision-making. That, at least, I had finally learned. Now there was time to think – to reflect on the past few months and how the decisions I had made weren’t the wisest. There was time, and the road, and the steady monotony of putting one foot in front of the other. Time to regret, I suppose. Regretting was hard, though, and I preferred to keep things like regret out of mind. There were more important things to think about, like how much my feet hurt or how hungry I was. Perhaps, if I had thought things out a bit more, I would have run away with a bit of money in my pocket.

The first time I knew I loved cock as much as I loved pussy…

So, this all happened November 1st of 2014. I was dating this girl who had been completely groovy with me being polyamorous. So much so that I’d messed around with her and a couple of her best friends on random evenings fueled by psychedelics or club drugs(more on that stuff another time.)

Anyway, a friend of my gf’s was having his annual halloween party that night. I was dressed as Green Man of IASIP fame. I’d gotten word from homegirl and her two friends I drove to the party that the likeliness of an orgy was whatever the opposite of zero was.

As we drove there I had my girl in the front seat sucking my pulsing cock, while her two friends were in the backseat in various stages of undressing and reaching up to give a hand when requested or on their own momentum.

We stopped to grab beers and condoms en route. I can still rememember, with a smile, homie behind the counter looking at me ringing up a large pack of condom while these three chicks were running their hands all over me. Fucking nirvana.

Broke, Fat, Black, and Ugly. Ch. 5-6 [nc, rape, oral, interracial, rough, mdom, cuck]

Chapter 5

“Mom. Mom!” Someone was pushing me. I opened my eyes. Stace hung over me. She must have covered me with a throw. I was warm under it. My naked body had been so cold all weekend! “Is he gone?” She looked even more frightened than yesterday. “I-I locked the door. Was that okay?”

“Oh, Sweetheart, it’s over.” I told her. At least, for now it was. Getting up, I wrapped the throw around me and went to my bedroom. Donald lay still on the bed.

“Honey.” I called softly.

“Hnngg?” He grunted and opened one eye.

“We have to get you to a hospital.”

“C-can’t afford it.” He croaked.

“I don’t care. There’s a reason he did this to you.”

“He hates white people.”

I didn’t think that was it. Honestly, I was surprised he hadn’t done something worse to Stace than tie her up and gag her.

“What’s this?” I noticed a corner of paper sticking out from under the pillow by Donald’s head.

“Nothing.” He groaned and tried to cover it with a hand.

MY PRIVATE SLUT, PT. 1 [Mf] [oral] [mast] [squirt] [facial]

Ella had fallen on hard times. She was working four jobs and taking care of her mother, who had fallen ill. There was no money. No savings. And no foreseeable end to Ella’s suffering. She was taking on debt, unable to save for her own future, and facing the grim reality that it might be time to turn to a career in porn.

Ella was stunning. She had naturally curly blonde hair, piercing green eyes, freckles, small, perky tits, a juicy little butt, and a flat stomach. She rocked a bikini wax with a thick, perfect bush. But it was her smile that really did it for Tucker.

They’d met at a bar one evening and became fast friends as they mulled over their similarly unhealthy relationships with their respective partners. They decided to take each other’s numbers so they could keep in touch. It didn’t take long for feelings to develop, but they respected the fact that they were both in relationships, and so they never slept together.

Over time, they drifted apart. A toxic relationship has a way of effecting friendships — but when Ella saw, via social media, that Tucker was newly single, she texted him …