Help Me Lose My Mind [M/F]

It wasn’t all that love at first sight, cupid and arrows bullshit that everyone said it would be. It’s kind of hard to describe the feeling or the moment when it all clicked, but our first encounter was more like…like a pot of water boiling over. Let me see if I can explain.

When we first met, it was at a mutual friend of a friend’s party. No special reason, the guy was just a big partier and threw huge ones every weekend at his townhouse about five minutes from campus. His parents were ridiculously loaded and not only poured a large amount of money into the university, they also poured a large amount into their son’s top rated education. Which, of course, he put the money to good use and not at all into being known for having the most insane parties, for having the most absurd amounts of alcohol, and surprisingly never getting in trouble for any of it.

After the breakup, I went on the prowl [mff] [cum] [piss] [golden shower] [mast] [ass play] [threesome] [oral] [reluc]

It happened two weeks ago and was sort of mutual. I could rant and rave about every issue, but at the core, we were just two different people who wanted different things out of life. You can waste your own time filling in the blanks — what those things were.

I moved in a hotel immediately after and looked at some short term rental properties to tide me over until I was ready to buy a place. I heard a quote once that said, “The best way to get over someone is to get under someone else,” so … I started hitting up all of my old connections.

There was this woman who used to work out next to me on the stairclimber. I messaged her with this line:

“Hey Jessie! Hope you’re doing well. I have a question for you and I’m gonna apologize ahead of time for being so forward. I recently broke up with my girlfriend of three years and am not interested in dating again for quite a while. However, I always thought you were beautiful and if you were interested in a NSA sort of set up, let me know.”

One failed plan leads to another [Mfm] [Long]

Hey everyone. After reading through some stories I thought I’d share one of our hottest experiences to date. My wife and I have been married for over 5 years now, and from the time we began dating we quickly realized that we both had an incredible sexual appetite and would fuck like rabbits nearly every night.

We have no inhibitions about sharing our kinks and fantasies, and very early on in our marriage we discussed our fantasies. Ive often fantasized about group sex and mostly about my partner recieving pleasure from multiple partners while I watched. I guess you could say its kind of a cuckold fetish but sans the humiliation aspect. I told her this one day and she responded by sharing her fantasies of being gangbanged, of being part of threesomes and exploring her bisexual curiosities with a female with large boobs and ass and watching me fuck that girl. Needless to say, it was an instant turn on learning of her dark secret desire to be fucked by multiple men and we dirty talked about these things for a few weeks straight while having sex. We often agreed that thinking about such deviancies is hot but actually doing them is an entirely different matter.

The Production Meeting

The production meeting progressed as usual, large dimly lit conference room of only 6 people all focused and attentive to the presentation on the wall. Debbie always sat next to me. Debbie was blonde, 54 years old, married, full figured and very large breasts that she proudly displayed, showing more cleavage that typically suitable for business. Debbie and I flirt occasionally and once in a while meet up for drinks after work and have very neutral conversation. I have made my intentions very clear on more than one occasion just shy of being inappropriate.

Two days ago, during a particularly boring meeting, Debbie caught me looking at her cleavage which from my position could see just a hint of her blue bra. She turned away with just a smirk as I looked down to see if my hard cock was visible; it was. Debbie leaned forward a little to pretend to be taking notes, making her blouse and blue bra buckle and open up a little more. I smoothly adjusted my position to get a better peek. I could see a good portion of her large breast gently held in place by her blue bra. She knew she had my full attention as she watched the presentation on the wall.

[M] (18) dirtiest thing you will read on here.

Pre-read: Innocent attempt, turns into my worst nightmare…but I kind of like it.

Kinks used: blowjobs, deepthroating, rim job, toilet play, toilet humiliation, foot fetish.

Story:

I’m usually into women. I’ve had a couple of girlfriends in the past. But there is a part of me that is attracted to men. This part of me comes out only once in a while. However, the last time it did, things got a little out of hand.

I decided to give it a try and meet a man on here. I’m 18 so I wanted someone around my age. It was simpler than I thought, all I had to do was post on a few subreddits that I am looking for someone to try it out with. I got plenty of responses. At random, I picked one and begin talking. The guy seemed pretty interested and happy to see my post. We decided on a date and time and decided to do it at his place. It was clear in my head, I’ll go over, I’ll blow him, he’ll blow me, maybe try a bit more and we’ll never see each other again. Although, things turned out to be a bit different.

[M]y first full blowjob while at a Glory Hole…

My first full, (not just licking some guy’s tip) oral experience was with a guy who regularly hosts a Glory Hole (GH) with his partner that I enjoy going to on occasion. Honestly, I feel grateful that I was able to hook up with these two guys who host the GH. They’re a little older, around my age, divorced, very clean and respectful. BTW, the rule and expectation is discretion and respect. The GH is typically private, one guy at a time, unless the host knows that you don’t mind being there with others. I enjoy private attention as well as sharing the experience with another horny man.

When I first visited their GH (and still do) it was such a huge turn-on. They have a very nice home with a semi-private entrance that leads to the basement. You enter through the kitchen and go down the carpeted stairs. Although the basement is dimly lit, once your eyes adjust to the darkness it sets a perfect tone. It’s relatively quiet except for the sound of porn on the 60” TV screen, great view, not too loud, just right so that you can hear yourself moaning…or the moans of another guy getting head and cumming ahead of you.

Way too much [MM]

So my time with men started of pretty simple. Couple blowjobs, and kind of progressed as you would expect. Eventually bottomed, which is amazing for me and then it all started to snowball from there. Eventually I just kind of became addicted to the whole thing.

I started looking for places I thought I might be lucky finding a decent guy to mess around with. I stumbled on a gay gym in my area. I had driven past this place for a year and never knew it was there. I decided to go to see how the crowd was. Decent clientele, some working professionals, some college aged and of course a few older men. My first trip was pretty good. I worked out, hung in the sauna and kind of just maintained a fly on the wall mentality. I left, having not hooked up, but had a really good time. My second trip wouldn’t disappoint.

I pulled in and ended up awkwardly at the front door with a young college guy. As we were checking in we chatted for a quick minute. He was about 6’3” and was in great shape. He was black, which has recently become an addiction for me. I asked him what he was up to and he responded that he was just trying to relax and enjoy the gym.

The Lesbian [M] [F] [oral] [mast] [cum play] [anal] [cheat]

I was new to town. The first thing I needed to do: Join a gym. The gym is where I go to socialize and chat. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all business once the headphones go on, but before and after, I’m chatting up everybody.

That’s when I saw her. She was a fit chick, long brown hair. Nike shorts and an old ratty shirt. I had to talk to her.

A week passed and we happened to both be training legs. I walked over and asked if she was almost done with her machine. She said I could work in. I introduced myself and soon, we were gym buds.

Her name was Kara.

Over the course of the month, I found out we actually had a lot in common. Same hobbies, same workout mentality, same music taste.

“Hey, let’s grab a coffee one day,” I said.

“How about Thursday after the gym?”

We friended each other on Facebook and I immediately stalked her page. She was into bodybuilding and had done some swimsuit competitions. Kept me busy for a few nights.

Half hour into our date, Kara said, “My girlfriend and I just ate a this great new restaurant.”

KISSED BY FIRE [FM, Str8]

The train thunders past as I run to try and catch it, but in vain. “Fuck!” I yell out causing an old man with a stroller passing me to turn his head and give me a disapproving look. “Fuck you too grandpa!” I add with such anger he hastily scurries away. I realise there is absolutely no way for me to make it on time anymore. Defeated, I slide down the wall onto the platform and start to cry, or rather sob uncontrollably, you know, with snot ending up all over your face. Someone taps me on the shoulder. “Sorry miss, but are you okay? I know train tracks are a very common suicidal spot and it would hurt my heart seeing someone as beautiful as yourself jumping.” That’s probably the worst opening sentence I’ve ever heard, but despite everything it is the nicest thing someone has said to me in a long while. I look up.