Losing my virginity as a college freshman Part 3/3 [MF]

*Time for me to finally fuck Carly*

I’m startled awake by something crawling across my chest. My eyes shoot open and I instinctively bring my hand up to brush off whatever it is….

A hand?? And when did I get a ceiling fan? And….

Oh yeah! I spent the night at Carly’s last night. Man, I must’ve been in some kind of deep sleep to forget that amazing blowjob she gave me. I don’t think either of us even moved last night if her head is still on my chest.

I look down to see Carly is still sleeping. The covers have been pulled down a bit, exposing her bare breast slightly, her nipples poking out from under the white sheet. There goes my cock again, stiffening up at the sight of her and the memory of me inside her mouth. Just as I start to think of a way to convince her that we should fuck when she wakes up, she suddenly awakes. She opens her eyes and tickles my chest for a second before sitting up.

She rubs her eyes, still completely topless as I look her over.

A curious chat with the opposite sex – 36 [MF]

I’ve had the good fortune to have partners who were both comfortable and open enough with me to answer some of my more personal and intimate questions. But, not everyone has been totally open and I never run out of questions. So, with the anonymity of reddit I’m wondering: what have you always wanted to ask a member of the opposite sex? What have you wondered about erections, ejaculation, orgasms, sex…whatever?

And are you up for answering some of my questions? Things like how you found your g-spot, or how often you orgasmed with other guys. What you tell their friends after a hookup or what’s surprised you about a past partner.

I’m 36, tall, slim and fit with a particular weakness for petite women, but open to chatting with anyone. If this seems interesting to you, send me a message or chat and let me know what caught your eye in this post.

Adults only please.

college love [MF]

This is the first time I’m venturing outside my comfort zone of reading from the sideline to writing my story.  I started writing and it was longer than I thought, so if you think its any good, I can finish the memory.  This is from many years ago but is still a 24 hrs that I remember fondly.

My gf Izzy (21F) and I (23M) were in an LDR. My new job had me training a few hours away and she was in college.  We would visit each other as often as we could but because of different things it had been almost 3 or so months since we were together.  We would sext and have phone sex pretty regularly but its not the same.  We finally had our weekend!  

I left for her apartment after work on a Friday and it was about a 5 hour drive. I was excited to spend some time with her, her family and friends, and our special alone time.  3+ months felt like years and all I could think about was our morning sex routine that I STILL think about years later.

[MF] A lesbian/queer girl falls in love with her male childhood best friend….[PART TWO] The Condom Quest and My First Ever Creampies.

Hey everyone. Allie here again! Here with another dumb adventure. If you haven’t read my previous posts here’s a quick recap. In the first part, I drunkenly exposed myself to my best friend over webcam, convinced him to fly back to Canada from California, USA. The power of pussy and love I guess. So…when we met up. We cried together. Talked about feelings, kissed, had passionate sex. I also got my first ever blast of cum in my eyes. Fun stuff. Very painful. This episode I go on a quest for condoms and get my first ever cream pies. Yup, kinda backwards. This takes place the following morning after we shared our first night together when my best friend returned back to Canada. I spent a bit more time writing this than the last hope it came out better. Sorry it took so long for the second part. I had a pretty big hang-up writing my own orgasm. It … was interesting. It’s pretty long but I hope you can come with me on this journey ;)

Monday Morning:

From church mouse to free use slut. Part 2 of 2. [gangbang, free use, oral]

[Read part 1 here]([https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/v2l4ty/from_church_mouse_to_free_use_slut_part_1_of_2/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/v2l4ty/from_church_mouse_to_free_use_slut_part_1_of_2/))

Madison knew that the free use crowd was different than the gangbang crowd. For one, they could be a lot rougher. She also had to be okay with them cumming in her. It might happen or it might not. She was fine with all of that. She placed ads online. She posted where she did before and to some fetish sites.

In her ad she stated the date that her house would become available for free use. She knew there were risks posting her address, but she thought the rewards outweighed the risks. She also mentioned that there would be a man in the house to act as a safety if she needed it. If there was a yellow smiley face in the front window anyone was welcome to come in and fuck regardless of what she was doing.

Madison woke up excited. Today she would try free use fucking. She got out of bed. She took her time in the bathroom getting ready. She made sure that she was very clean everywhere. She had recently experimented with anal with Marcus. It wasn’t her favourite, but she understood that some of the people that came by today might want that.

I’m addicted to [f]ucking [m]y tinder hook up part 1

My first time with N: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/usbmgj/casual_tinder_hookup_turned_into_the_best_some_of/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3

Other N stories: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/utm3sd/casual_tinder_hookup_turned_into_the_best_some_of/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3

I’m 28, 5”5, white and slim but still have a rounded butt (you can see on my profile). I have dark blonde hair, blue eyes and B cup breasts.

N is 31, handsome and fit, and has an awesome smile. He’s white, but his exposed skin is tanned to a nice warm shade, thick blonde hair, blue eyes.

I hadn’t seen N for a whole 7 days, which is the longest we had gone without fucking since we met. I arrived in a navy blue polkadot dress, underneath were black thigh high stockings paired with a garter and a little lacy g string. I entered his bedroom, took off my jumper and shoes so I could curl up with him in the bed where he was laying.

He smelled so good, my mind immediately started to melt as I embraced the warmth of his body with mine. I couldn’t help but spoon and nuzzle myself against his left side recharging myself from the length of time spent apart. He pulled the blankets up over us and kissed my forehead. I kissed his neck and hooked my leg across his crotch and could feel he was already at least semi hard. I had sent him my collection of nude photos and videos prior to my arrival to get him excited.

Coffee Break

You stumble to the end of another meeting that should have been an email, muttering a weary “Thanks, everyone” at your equally annoyed coworkers before leaving the meeting and heaving a sigh.

How does a week feel so long, right at the beginning? You’ve tabbed back to your email to see who needs what when you hear my steps behind you, feel my hands on your shoulders.

“Coffee break.” I murmur, my hands slipping down the front of your shirt to your chest and teeth clamping softly onto your earlobe. Your breath catches as I start to unbutton your shirt, brushing away your protests with a low chuckle.

“None of that is urgent, and you know it.” I swivel your chair around towards me with a flick of my wrist, taking your chin between my thumb and forefinger and aiming your face up at me. You open your mouth, the same obligatory, people-pleasing, “but they want a response right away” speech ready to burst from your lips, but I fill it with my thumb.

My Morning Shower (F solo)

I close my eyes, letting the hot water cascade across my body. I feel on edge, a little out of control. The shower slowly loosens my muscles and I can feel myself relax. I’ve been thinking of you all morning; thinking about our last time together, of you waking me up in the middle of the night with your tongue.

My hand trails slowly down my body, thinking of you. My fingers trace my nipples, sliding down my stomach and across my hips. My skin is so smooth and my fingers travel quickly across my body. I brush across my clit and gasp out loud. I’m already on edge, wanting more. I circle my clit again, trying to draw out the sensations but I’m desperate and impatient.

My fingers circle my clit faster and faster; every so often running over it causing me to shudder under the spray of the shower. It’s not enough. I need more. Little whimpers slip past my lips. I am desperate to feel your hard body pressed against mine, pinning me against the wall, demanding more and more from my body. A whimper escapes just imagining you in the shower with me.

[M]e Watching Two Bisexual Women Fuck at a Festival. [voyeurism]

This is an account of voyeurism where the couple was having sex outside, and/or with open windows/doors. I never made eye contact (other than telling the “top” hello while walking pass once) or had any type of communication at all about the watching, but lots of other people were passing by during this mostly outdoor sex, and even 3 of their camp mates, while seated 20′ away around an ice chest or something, watched the most vigorous action that happened in front of a tent. The camp mates didn’t show much interest though (two pretty women and one handsome and likely gay guy wearing a rainbow tutu). The two women seeing the action seemed slightly surprised, yet also not offended. They just had to turn their neck a bit to see the action, but they didn’t always keep watching.

As for the couple having sex, I refer to them as bisexual in the title, but they very well could identify as queer or pansexual.

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Now, the happenings!

Fucking my fiancé (f 23) in a maid outfit and returning it to the sex shop.

I (m 23) live with my fiancé (f 23)in our apartment. It is fairly sized, with everything on the same level. My fiancé and I had our best couple friends over for the weekend (same ages as us). The girls decided to go out into town while I stayed at the apartment with my mate. Little did I know that the girls had planned to head straight for the local sex shop to get some supplies. While they were out, my mate needed to drive home to get overnight things so that they could stay over. I guessed that my fiancé had convinced them to stay over for drinks and games. While he was out, the girls both returned and were all giddy and giggling from their shop. I realised something was up, so I asked them what they had been up to. I was simply met with a dismissive but playful reply, while my fiancé game me a knowing look. At this point, I knew that she had something in store for me later on and the thoughts had me riled up. My fiancé is rather kinky, so there could have been all sorts of things in that shopping bag. They went into the bedroom and shut the door, sniggering as they went. More and more racy thoughts invaded my mind. Did they get some new underwear? New toys? Either way, I shifted my semi around my jeans to get more comfortable, but that only made things worse.