[F] 22 How I became known as the university slut

This happened shortly after I started university in London and I began experimenting with sex and was figuring out having FWBs. I knew I started to love threesomes with multiple guys, strangers and giving blowjobs. When I started I was very worried that the people I slept with would get attached and think we were dating or something (myself included at least a little bit). So during this time period I tried to be overly clear that it was just sex, but I also still tended to hang out causally with the people after meetups: playing video games, getting food, watching a movie, etc.

This is what was happening after the first time I’d hooked up with anyone from my high school. I go to a pipeline uni so there are a lot of people from my high school class that attend. I’d been nervous setting it up with him as I had some weird stuff in highschool where people had basically turned to have a competition to sleep with me and it did weird things to my reputation. I actually liked the fact people wanted to sleep with me, it makes me feel happy and horny af. but he was a guy I’d always been into so when he showed interest at a party we were both at we started texting again. So I set up a time to meet. We’ll call him John.

Teaming up with [M]y awesome girl[F]riend to teach her borderline-virgin b[F]f how to fuck

SKIP TO **** FOR THE SEX

Hey all! For my first post on a newish account, I’m gonna share a bit about my girlfriend and the tale of my first threesome.

I’m an average-looking (imo) 25 year old white guy, on the taller side but with a stocky/heavyset build, brown hair, and a pretty average dick. Nothing special other then my high sex drive and luck in meeting my incredible girlfriend Billie.

Billie is a stunning 25 year old mixed race girl (Japanese/Irish tho she definitely looks more Japanese). I still don’t know how I was lucky enough to end up with her because I think she’s totally out of my league; a cute freckled face, wavy shoulder-length hair (black but at the time of the story she was dying it red), and a rocking curvy body capped with delicious 32DDD/F tits. She’s very confident, adventurous, upbeat, and sexually liberated; always teasing and making jokes, always looking for a good time, always passionate. She knows she’s hot and wants everyone to know it and I love it.

I hooked up with my ex GF after she basically broke up with my BF for me [FF]

I’ve been sitting on this story for a hot minute.

Someone asked me what the best sex was of my life the other day and I truly don’t know. I’ve had so many incredible experiences in so many different ways that it’s impossible for me to quantify.

However, the best buildup to sex? I think it’s this story…

I have written how much I hate my ex-boyfriend who started out as my boss. Really. I HATE him. I always give this disclaimer because it’s not just me being cute. He’s an ass.

This is the story of how he got fucking OWNED by my ex-girlfriend.

*She is my self-proclaimed “crazy ex.” I write about her in a way that you can sometimes see my frustration because she was a hard person to date, but I care deeply about her.*

So after EXBF and I broke up we regularly hooked up and I sometimes spent the night. One morning before work I was in the shower and I walk out to the sight of him holding my phone with a huge grin.

A little under the table [MF]ootjob

My college years were some time ago and it feels like I need to start writing out some of these stories if I don’t want to lose the memory of them completely. Every one of these stories is completely true to the best of my recollection. You will know they are true because sometimes what happens to me in these stories is just too ridiculous to be made up.

In my later college years I had an on-campus office job. It was easy work, it paid pretty well, but mostly it was fun to be working in an office setting with primarily older women. In the 1980s, office women wore great outfits, and usually this included blouses with shoulder pads and black pencil skirts with pantyhose. 

Why doesn’t anyone wear pantyhose anymore? Sigh.

Anyway, I’d flirt and joke and generally just be as fun to be around as possible, and the women in my office would sometimes flirt back. Even though I never really dated anyone at work, I managed to cultivate a reputation as a “ladies man,” a rep I can assure you was unearned. One of my roommates at that time worked in the next building over from mine, and he and I would get a group of our coworkers to go out drinking with us on Wednesday nights after work. We would go to our favorite bar, a little blues club near campus that had great dollar beers and potato skins, and usually blow the whole night just listening to music, getting drunk and trying to get lucky. 

I, a straight [M] had my first prostate orgasm a couple of days ago

English is not my first language. But I hope I can make myself understood fairly good.

So here’s the deal, I’m a male in my 20’s who is in a stable relationship with my girlfriend. We do have sex regularly, but never incorporated any anal play into it. My girlfriend is fairly vanilla and doesn’t want to experiment that much. However, I would absolutely love it, and once had a one night stand spit on her finger and ever so gently push it inside me as she sucked my cock. I remeber the orgasm to this day, even though this happened years ago. The way the orgasm kind of started in the stomach region, the way my balls tightened almost to the point that they dissapeared inside me. The ejaculation feeling like multiple orgasms. Her swallowing every single drop as I shot my heavy load in her mouth. And this was without prostate massage mind you.

Waiting for Dessert [M/F] [couple] [teasing] [blowjob] [comfy-self-inflicted-denial]

“Buy a house with an east-facing bedroom,” they said. “You’ll rise with the sun and your day will always start with brightness,” they said. “They were not night owls,” mused Clara as she pulled the covers over her head. Stretching her lazy muscles, she fondly remembered the evening she had with her boyfriend the day prior.

They’d cooked together, moving easily around the kitchen after months of practice living together, listening to some jazz quartet or another. James used to be a musician but as his day job took over he had become an avid listener in the evening. She couldn’t always remember names though she had to admit he had good taste.

Every now and then, in a lull between his chopping and her stirring, James would turn her to face him and press her back into the counter. His hands would start at her waist and gently explore her, looking into her eyes with love until their lips were brushing each other and opened into a warm kiss. Clara’s arms would wrap comfortably around his neck and his wandering fingers would trace patterns on her back just under her lifted shirt, or stroke the back of her neck, or pull her up to sit on the counter by gripping her cheeks. They loved to kiss, whether it was slow, gentle, emotional, or fierce, heated, and wet. Wrapping her legs around him, or pulling him into her hips, she would always feel him harden at her kisses, fueling her passion for him. Even a few moments into a soft, sweet kiss, Clara could expect a hard, sweet gesture of his body’s reaction waiting for her attention.

One of my classier moments at the symphony [FM]

God damn it, I hate how many good sex stories I have with this asshole. I addressed this in my AMA, but I’m not being cute when I say I genuinely hated this man.

He was my boss when I was an intern and then we started officially dating after a few office hookups. However, even though he was ten years older than me, he was an insecure little bitch who didn’t quite know how to handle me.

*I swore off dating other lawyers after him.*

Anyway, one time we went to the symphony. It was one of the few times we genuinely had a nice time beforehand.

First off, I looked beautiful. I still remember that damn red dress and how long I took to actually do my full hair and makeup (I’m usually kind of a mess). He also wore this really hot suit that had me thinking dirty thoughts. Sometimes I forget he was actually hella attractive.

We went to dinner and were both just super giggly and cute. He could be sweet on occasion.

He tells me he used to take all his dates to this restaurant.

My girlfriends mom walked in on us and then…[M/F]

It was a Saturday in June and I was with my girlfriend, Alexa, at the time. We were hanging out at her house and had taken a dip in the pool while having a few drinks when her parents weren’t home. We had been dating for two years at the time. Her Dad worked weekends and her Mom had went to the store to get groceries and run a few other errands.

Alexa was a small girl with tan brown skin and long dark brown hair. She was tiny and thin with not much to brag about on her chest, but her ass was disproportionate to the rest of her body. Her ass was huge and she knew that was her best asset. I was her first boyfriend and she was always very shy and timid until I took her virginity and transformed her into my own personal little slut.

Alexa was wearing a tight pink two piece bikini that her ass dangled out of. I was mesmerized watching from my lounge chair while her big bubble butt jiggled around as she snagged some leaves from the water with the pool skimmer. Alexa placed the skimmer on the ground and walked over to me as I finished my spiked seltzer. She jumped and laid down on top of me on my stomach.

My friend tells me about her first sexual experience. Not what I expected [Les] [Ff] [seduction] [kissing] [groping] [oral] [fingering]

This is a long post. I considered doing it in parts but feel it is best told as a whole.

This is a true story as told to me by a young woman who eventually became my girlfriend for a few years. Her name and the other character’s name are fictitious. I changed some details to disguise where this happened. The person I call Mira is still alive and hopefully living a happy life. The dialog is from my memory of the story she told me more than 40 years ago. I did my best with it.

In early 1978 I started dating Mira a 31 year old woman who lived in Washington, D.C. She was born and raised in the Deep South. Mira was a tall drink of water standing six feet tall. She had beautiful blue eyes, honey blond hair, medium to small breasts with pert nipples. She had a very athletic build – wide shoulders, small waist and a small, tight muscular ass on top of a the best legs of any woman I have known. Mira was very smart, funny and successful at work. She had graduated with honors from an expensive Eastern all-girls school.

Trophy Wife to Homeless In Just 24 Hours. [MF][Cheating][MFF]

Stacy meet Brian at the law firm she was clerking for the summer before her sophomore year at college. Brian was a new Junior Partner for the firm and was doing his utmost to make a name for himself. Brian not only worked 60 to 80 hours a week, but he also mentored college kids who wanted to become lawyers. And that summer, Stacy was his mentor. Stacy instantly became infatuated with Brian. He was a smart dresser, had money and was on track to become full senior partner within 5 years. The only downside was that Brian was almost twice her age. In fact, he was only two years younger than her father.

Brian was very attracted to Stacy from the first day they were introduced. She was tall, blonde, had big tits and a very firm ass. Every Partner in the firm was eye fucking Stacy every morning as they walked past her desk. Since Stacy was paired up with Brian, it allowed them to become very close. That, of course, turned into fucking; and fucking turned into a relationship. Although Stacy wasn’t looking to become a trophy wife, that is exactly what happened. By the end of her Senior year, the two were wed. Stacy had to sign an prenup with an iron clad extra marital clause. However, she didn’t care. Stacy wanted for nothing. And Brian, gave his new bride every free minute he had after work each and every day. He was very much in love.