[M/TF] My first time with a Girl Cock

TLDR: My tinder date had more than I expected, I didn’t stop.

–This is my story from college last year. I’m reposting because I don’t have access to my old account, I want all the people who followed me to be able to find me!–

Hello everyone, I am 24 and not exactly sure what I’m into. I always thought I was straight into cis women exclusively then I met a beautiful woman who happened to be trans a few years ago. I had no idea which to me at the time was surprising, I always thought you could tell, either from the body type or the way of speech. This experience really confirmed to me that trans people are the sex they identify as. Anyway, the date went really great! We went ice skating and to dinner and had a great time talking. Definitely my best tinder date ever haha.

After dinner we were holding hands walking back to my car and when I opened the door for her instead of getting in she turned to look at me, tell tale kiss me sign, so I did. And we were heavily making out in a maggianos parking lot lol. She broke off the kiss and asked to get into the car so we could talk. I assumed she wanted to go to one of our places to have sex.. I was right but that’s not what she said.

“Patton’s Drive”

After splitting with Tracy, Patton found a rental deal with five people he managed at the Rip’s Billiard Room & Bar in Pasadena. This rental was a mansion at the top of the hills in East Los Angeles. Two female bartenders, a waitress, a chef, and his best bouncer – shared the main house.

Patton rented the basement servant’s quarters. It was a large, basic apartment with everything he would need. Full kitchen, full bath, and a separate bedroom – a bedroom with closet that smelled of mildew. Damned thing seeped every time it rained.

“Good thing I’m in L.A.” If I lived in Seattle, I’d have to buy a fucking canoe.” he told his best friend Charlie.

Patton was a beautiful specimen. Twenty-five and striking. Soft blue eyes framed by high cheek bones, a square jaw, and a thick head of hair which was black as night. Six foot tall, one seventy – he projected innocence and strength all at once.

Birthday Double Blowjob for my Friend’s Boyfriend. (28f) [FFM]

“Alice, you find Luke attractive, don’t you?”

An innocuous enough question on the face of it, but for a few crucial factors;

Firstly, Luke was an incredibly handsome guy. Irritatingly so. If you were to draw ‘chiseled’, you’d draw Luke. This rendered it something of a rhetorical question. Of course I found Luke attractive. There couldn’t be many who wouldn’t. Which meant it was obviously a question leading somewhere.

Secondly, Luke was not a single man. Indeed, he was in a relationship of several years. Not that there’s any harm in finding a partnered up man attractive – but it did frame the question in a slightly loaded fashion.

Thirdly and perhaps most significantly; the question was being asked to me *by* his girlfriend. The very same girlfriend whom I’d been close friends with myself for longer than the pair of them had been an item. A dear friend who I knew didn’t pose highly loaded and leading questions purely for the sake of being hypothetical.

Little did I know at the time – though I do feel I immediately did suspect on some innate level – that it would ultimately lead to one of the most arse-clenchingly awkward encounters in my short but colourful life thus far.

late night in public (mm) (teen) (gay)

he was a guy i’d met a couple of years prior, and also my ex boyfriend. we had decided to become friends with benefits of sorts over the summer, and this ensued in many a drunken, high adventure through our pathetic suburbia.

after stopping at the only open store; a run down 7’11 with a crusty naked mole rat resembling cashier, we biked over to the pool. upon arriving we hopped the fence and walked into the empty pool. we sat down at the deepest point of the pool (around 12ft) and ate our gummy worms and slurpees that we had just bought prior.

on our way out of the pool, we started making out. stumbling, high, slipping our tongues into each other’s mouths and grabbing every part of each other bodies. i felt myself begin to be pushed against the rough wall of the pool as he and i continued to passionately kiss. he groped my ass roughly as i played with his curls a bit, letting my hand rest on the nape of his neck.

One Time Offer – Part 1

***So I took a short break from my ‘Victoria’s Secret’ series because I was given a great chance to write stories for a new website. This is going to be my ‘sample’ for them, and hopefully I’ll continue it alongside Victoria’s Secret if it gets enough love. I’ve never written as a female before, so hope you all like it!***

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Emma had been a personal assistant for a few years now, and since leaving college she had worked for Mr Hughes in a small city office. He was never strict with her, because he was too busy enjoying her outfits. She had worked it all out, what he liked to see, and how to get the most out of him. She wore patent black stilettos every day, usually paired with black tights, a tight skirt, and a slightly see through blouse. She could drive him wild by fixing her hair or makeup, and even if she spent an hour of company time doing it, rather than complain, he would compliment her look. If she was in need of a day off, she would simply enter his office with an extra button open on her blouse and ‘accidentally’ flash him a glimpse of cleavage, and she loved knowing the effect this had on him. Mr Hughes had always seemed to be a bit of a push-over, and when it came to his wife he was the same. Her name was Stephanie, and whenever she was in the office she would call him ‘Richie’ which he hated, and she knew it. He liked to be called Mr Hughes, or if you were REALLY good friends, Richard.

Night Work At The Theater Part 2

Grabbing the back of my head, Al pulled my head forward hard, until my face was pressed against his groin.
Followed by Al uttering, “Sweet baby, I’m cumming!!!
followed by his cum overflowing my mouth, and down my chin.

PART 2

The next evening, as I showed up for work, I was a little bit nervous.
What was Al going to think of me?
Last night I submitted myself to him on the spur of the moment.
I think I would be devastated if he sent me away because he was embarrassed by what had happened.
Well, I had to go up to the booth to find out.
So screwing up my courage, I walked up the stairs, and unlocked the door to the projectionist booth.

As I entered, Al greeted me with a hearty slap on the back, and a handshake.
It appears to me that there wasn’t a problem from Al’s point of view, this was a welcome relief.
“Frank, good to see you my boy, I had wondered if what happened last night might have put you off from coming back to work, I’m glad to see that my fears were misplaced.

[MM] First Guy BJ

I was 19 and my co-worker another guy but older in his 30s came to my house while parents were gone. I didn’t know he was gay at the time. We were drinking some and watching TV on the couches. I fell asleep and then was awoken by him saying hey, then rubbed my leg. I laid there pretending to be asleep and got a hard on. He started to brush my dick then took it out. Next thing was him giving me a blow job, I pretended to lay there but was like it is already done so let it continue. I thought about reaching for his, kind of did but it felt good. This was my first BJ by a guy, totally unexpected. I soon came as he took it all in and then gulped. He packaged it back up then went to his couch. The next day it was a little weird and we went on our ways. Still friends but didn’t push it. Still kind of think about it 20 years later but I enjoy women too much more. Sometimes I think about giving a blowjob in a 3/4 some but my time has passed.

My [f]irst story, my first post. I hope fetish stuff is allowed.

April 25th 2021

My best friend’s boyfriend is older and he DJ’s and he sometimes gets us into 21 and up clubs he’s playing. He’ll open up a back door for us, and once in a while we’ll go early and help him set up and then just stay and blend in. He used to sneak us into the 18 and up shows too but we both turned eighteen this spring.

Tonight he was playing a set downtown at a gay/drag bar and on Saturday nights they had “Fetish Nights”. It’s fun to dress up like that and be out around people. We’ve gone before and it was so much fun. The drag queens and gay guys are so sweet and they treat my friend and I like we’re goddesses.

We begged Adam to sneak us in again and he said he would. Same back door, 11PM.

My parents were at some dinner party or something so the house was empty. Ashley came over after dinner at her Grandma’s house and we got ready. She wore a little raver girl outfit. I put on a pair of tight blue jeans with heels and a shiny black corset I stole from my mom’s closet.

Birthday Present [MMF/BI]

Before my 45th birthday, my wife of nearly 20 years asked me what I wanted.  We were driving at the time, so I didn’t have to make eye contact with her.  After some back and forth and some cajoling, I finally admitted I wanted to be with a man, to have that experience.  She was understanding and maybe even a little aroused to know that my laces maybe weren’t as straight as she thought.  

The drive was a long one and after leaving the subject, she came back to it, to see if she could figure out my “type.”  Again, I was grateful to not have to make too much eye contact, but I was enjoying being honest about this.  I did have a type, even a specific man in mind, and as I gradually painted the picture for her, my cock stiffened in my pants. This was turning me on in a huge way.  

I’m 6′, 175 lbs and athletic. 7″ circumcised cock. I work out daily.  My type, though, was somewhat different.  As eliptically as I could, I described one of my wife’s coworkers, Tony: 35 YO, 5’7″, rolly-polly, Hawaiian-Filipino, gay man. 

The Amazons-Part Three

Marcus groaned and slowly opened his eyes. It had been many nights since his induction and he hadn’t done anything with anyone, and because of this he woke up with a very hard penis. The truth was he was nervous, he still barely knew how this society worked and didn’t want to ask the girls for sex, no matter how much he wanted too. So he sat in his hut, ate his food, did nothing all day, and then slept. A truly pitiful existence, it reminded him of high school. This is why Marcus decided to take matters into his own hands, literally. He began to envision the beautiful night he had with Anastasia and the women in the tribe. He sat on the edge of the bed, he was going fast when he heard a laugh from outside of his hut. He looked to his right and saw a green eye staring in at him through a hole in the weaving, they briefly made eye contact before the girl ran away. He fell out of the zone for a moment before becoming exhilarated and he began to increase his speed. He was going with deep concentration when Anastasia walked through the entrance of the shelter. “Marcus! What are you doing!” She stared at him, expecting a response, “You know we have all these beautiful women who would love to be with you. Why haven’t you been out at all this week? Your not gay, are you?” Marcus responded quickly, “No! No, of course not! To tell the truth… i’m kind of nervous. I don’t know anyone here and… i just don’t know how to do…any of this!” Anastasia looked deep into his eyes, “Oh, Marcus. That’s ok, we all felt the same way when we first arrived here, I know I did. Why don’t you come with me and I’ll show you what goes on, and introduce you to the sisters and the groups!” She then kissed Marcus on the cheek, took his hand, and led him outside the hut.