[FMM] Latino tag-team at the office

There are a few layers of backstory to this. So bear with me, if you don’t mind.

First, let me preface with this: I’m attracted to all kinds of guys. White, black, brown guys, Asian guys, European guys, Middle Eastern guys–whatever. Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses; as long as they’re hung, I’ll let them enter.

So in that sense, it seems a bit misleading to say I prefer one over the other. …But, that being said, I definitely have a thing for Latino guys.

For me, it’s not a weird “BBC fucks innocent white woman” thing; they just tend to have a combination of physical traits that I like. There’s something about tan skin, dark hair, and dark eyes that gives me that *gut punch* feeling; that lizard-brain-motivated “I need that man to knock me up” feeling. Pair that with a defined nose, nice lips, angled eyebrows, or maybe even little beauty marks here and there–I’m *done*.

And if you’ll allow me to indulge a little bit: a tan cock, especially one that’s darker than the rest of the body, with a pinkish head, maybe a little bit of foreskin, maybe another little beauty mark or two: that’s perfection as far as I’m concerned.

The Tent (MFF)

Day four of Country Jam 2017 was by far the best! The shows ended with Toby Keith and then lots of drinking! I was drunk, but not too trunk to walk. Apparently too drunk to remember where my tent was though, albeit it was very dark. 3:00 AM and I had had to pee, but now I was lost. Up ahead I finally saw my tent, and went and climbed into my double sleeping bag next to my sleeping girlfriend. She stirred and rolled into me, and I felt that she was naked, a change from when I had left. Then I felt her hands on me as she started pulling up my shirt, and I figured that she had gotten horny while I was gone and was wanting to pick up where we had left off earlier, much to my enjoyment. Soon I was naked too and she was on top of me, my penis easily sliding into her smooth cunt. As she rode me in the darkness I reached up to grasp her breasts and I instantly started. The woman on top of me had pierced nipples. My girlfriend didn’t, I would know as I was sucking on them several hours before. I was now wide awake, and in the darkness it became obvious to me that I was in the wrong tent fucking a complete stranger. She sensed me tense up and seemed to know what I was thinking, whispering in my ear that everything would be OK and that Janet would be back soon. I had no idea who Janet was, but I figured that this mystery women thought that I was there for Janet and had ended up with her by accident. While she whispered this, she continued to ride me, her naked form barely visible in the darkness. A breast was at my mouth, and I opened and let it in, sucking for the first time on a pierced nipple, my tongue playing with the metal stud. She was good, and she managed to keep me on the brink of almost being ready to come. I finally felt the build up start when I heard the tent zipper.

Weekend Trip with an Old Friend [MF] [cum] [anal] [oral] [mast] [creampie] [squirt] [facefuck] [pee]

Jenna and Phil had known each other since childhood. The sexual tension was INSANE, but other than one time when they made out in 9th grade, they never touched each other. Perhaps because they were too scared of the powerful attraction they shared.

But we all know how life is and things happen. Relationships change. Life interrupts. Next thing we know, we’re finishing college, looking for a job, moving, dating, settling down, getting married, etc. etc.

Predictably, these life altering events happened to Jenna. As a result, her friendship with Phil faded and faded until they barely spoke until Jenna’s husband asked for a divorce. She was stunned. The news came out of nowhere. She called up her girlfriends, but they weren’t as supportive as she’d wanted.

Then, it occurred to her. She needed Phil. She needed her old friend. She dug up his number and gave him a call. They spoke for hours. Phil had also gone through a rough breakup recently and the two friends found themselves picking up just where they left off.

“Let’s go away this weekend,” he said. “We can rent a house on AirBNB or something.”

[MF] Sharing stories of the girls I’ve been with (26M)

You know, before now I’ve never actually gone over, in detail my sexual history with anyone!

I’d like to go over girls I’ve had sex with, it turns me on sharing details and I’ve never actually sat down and gone over it all with anyone before! I’d love to hear your stories in response, I always like some interaction. Feel free to ask questions and comments about my experiences!

I’m trying to keep it realistic, I don’t like huge lists of bragadocoious, unrealistic sexploits and this is not supposed to be one of them. We aren’t all porn stars here.

That being said, I was in a fraternity and on the football team so I did have plenty of encounters. There’s stereotyping for a reason haha. And for the record I measure 6in long by 6in girth, for some girls that’s nothing for other’s it can be a bit much!

Kira –

The first girl I ever had sex with, she was a year+ older than me, which in highschool was a big deal! She was my female best friend’s, best friend. She had a reputation for getting around but actually talking with her she is the nicest girl who is just truly interested in life.

Sex with Teacher in Cuba

When I was a senior in high school, a trip to Cuba was arranged for everyone in AP History – about 60 students in all. I didn’t overly care about Cuba, but I appreciated the chance to get away to a hot climate and to have a break from school and my family. Most importantly, my favorite teacher — the one I had a crush on, lusted after, and frequently masturbated to, Ms. Gordon — was going to be there. We actually had a great rapport in class, and I looked forward to the prospect of bantering with her as we toured and dined in a hot foreign country where, I hoped, she might wear some clothes that showed off her large breasts.

Deep down, as much as I joked with my friends about how hot she was, this was just a fantasy. I had a loving girlfriend, Rebecca, that I was committed to. Besides, I was only 18 – I wouldn’t know what to do with a grown woman if I had her. Ms. Gordon I knew had just turned 40, and had dark hair, very full breasts, and a slightly curvy figure without being at all fat. She was authoritative, but if she liked you and you didn’t give her problems you’d find out that she was really cool and had a sharp sense of humor. History was my last class of the day, and I’d often hang around and chat with her about TV shows or whatever else. She was the first adult I ever met that I could relate to.

My ex-girlfriend gave me mind-blowing head during a roadtrip, but she had a hidden agenda. [MF]

Shadows filled my SUV, but in the glow of a distant street lamp, I saw Kristi’s head bobbing in my lap. “Mmmm…mmmm….” Her moans made my shaft vibrate. “…mmmm…*pop*” I slipped out of her lips with a suction-cup sound. Kristi caught her breath and tilted her head to lock eyes with me.

“Does that feel good?” she smiled.

“Oh, fuck,” I mumbled, reclining my seat.

“*Show me* how good it feels.”

I broke up with Kristi when I was 20, but I’ll always remember her mind-bending blowjobs. In hindsight, I think she enjoyed giving head because it gave her complete control over me.

On this particular night, I had pulled over on the side of a two-lane highway outside of Chicago. Another vehicle whooshed past us in the opposite side, casting high beams.

In the flash of bright light, I saw a strand of spit trailing from my cock to Kristi’s bottom lip. My tip was glistening with pre-cum, and she leaned forward to slurp it.

The 21-year-old was in a “Downward Dog” yoga pose with her knees on the edge of the passenger’s seat. Lingerie in the shape of a whale’s tail peeked out of her tight jeans. The hard nipples of her 36Ds brushed against my thighs.

[MM] Two friends get heated Pt.3

Hello all! I am writing the third installment of my previous story of me and my close friend hooking up. You can find the first two parts in my post history.

This picks up from going to sleep Saturday after an amazing day of hooking up, talking, and getting to know another side of my friend.

Sunday morning is much like saturday morning. Except im spooning Brad, my dick between those cute cheeks, (I don’t think I’ve mentioned it but I’m about 6 1/2 inches and have some good girth), and bracing him with my arms around his chest. When I open my eyes I kind of release from him, roll over on my back and just stare at the ceiling and think for a minute and try to process everything again. It’s really a new thing for me, I had never been with a guy at all. So for me to experience that is a little… eye opening. I actually enjoyed it. Almost as much as being with a girl. But girls are so different for obvious reasons. They’re softer, it takes more to please them, and women are just so beautiful. But Brad… Brad was different than other guys. He wasn’t a manly man, but he had a toughness about him. He really took care of himself. And his skin was a little lighter (which I love) and his hair was a beautiful red color. Pubes to match;) no facial hair. I liked his look.

The Delilah Experiments: A Devil’s Threeway [MFM]

Hey. It’s been a while since I’ve had time to write, but Delilah and I have continued to experiment and push our limits together. This is one of the more recent adventures, but far from the only one. Let us know what you think.

It started at a bar, like these things do. We’d been talking to Nick for a few weeks, and he seemed down to earth and honest enough to get drinks with. We all went into the bar expecting to talk, maybe flirt, but ready for it to break down at any point.

Four hours later, we were all at another bar, an arcade bar, a special type of bar for Delilah and I. Our first date was at an arcade bar, and much like this one, the chemistry was too much to deny. Over pointless and terrible arcade games, we flirted mercilessly, talked about our lives, jobs, relationships, and history with group activities.

Delilah and I had had a few threesomes with Darla after our first experience. They opened us up to more possibilities, and I’d always felt a little bad that we hadn’t had a mfm for Delilah. I’m straight, but not so much as to be uncomfortable next to another guy. And frankly, the idea of Delilah feeling like a kid in a candy store was too sexy an image not to pursue.

[MF][long] my lesbian roommate – part 1

This is the first GW story I write, although I’ve been thinking about writing for quite some time. I enjoyed a lot writing it, so I hope you enjoy reading it. Because it’s part 1, the introduction is long, I’ll try to make it shorter next time. Also note that English is not my native language, so any comments pointing mistakes will be appreciated :)

It was the first job I landed on my current field, and I was working there for about a year. The guy who trained me had left, and I was really busy on a project, so they hired Carol to help me.

Carol was a lightly tanned brunette, hair just below the shoulder. She had a very nice body for those who prefer above average sized girls, like I do. Carol was relatively tall, very large D cups, big butt, she was the definition of thick.

Carol was very nice. She had about the same experience time that I did, but with completely different backgrounds. This made work related conversation flowing easily, as we would share a lot, but we haven’t talked about much else.

Sugar High [M/F] [Exhibitionism/Voyeurism] [BDSM]

The ink black dahlia dress fit me like second skin, molding to my curves and made me feel like an otherworldly goddess. The red bob wig and black spiked red bottoms also aided in pulling off the funky futuristic look with the matching rhinestone choker and cuff adding a bit of faux modern elegance. I looked damn good…and I felt that way too.

I pulled out my favorite Ruby Woo lipstick from my clutch and gave my lips a slight touch up in the round backlit mirror as I swayed my hips to the sexy beat playing out of the wireless speakers. After a smack of the lips, I walked out of the ornate bathroom decorated in black tapestry wallpaper with silver and crystal accents.

A small group of girls walked down the long and narrow hallway splashed with midnight blue/dark purple ombre. They were in their own world, some texting as they all chatted about what the night held for them. One of the girls; a very tall and toned model type with long rose gold and blonde curls looked me up and down as I did the same to her.