[MF] My first time with a stranger.

I had recently had a big breakup at my job and was feeling lonely and wanted something to do, so I signed up for a meetup of a local meetup group. The meetup was at a popular club, but there were a lot of other meetups happening all over town. I was planning to drink in the afternoon, go to the bar and get a few shots and then get a cab to my boyfriend’s place and sleep over.

I decided to go in the late afternoon and the meetup was going to be at the club from around 8. The club was already packed and I just wanted to go in, have a few drinks and leave around 11. It was hot outside and I was wearing a short skirt, so I was able to take it off with some difficulty. I didn’t get much attention from other people on my way in.

I was sitting in the corner, waiting for a cab when a guy came up to me and introduced himself as Ben. He was an older, balding man, but his wife looked much younger. She was very attractive, but he was talking to me more than I was paying attention to her. I was enjoying the conversation and the conversation was making me horny. I noticed they were getting very close, but I was still not ready to have sex with them yet.

[MF] A little trail and some houses.

Hey male and female sluts,

Don’t know where to start. But I have a confession to make and a story to share. It has been some years since that happened, but I still think about that night.

I was 22 and my former girlfriend 20. We had a great evening with a lot of friends in a bar. We laughed and drank, played some pool and drank more. We had been together at that time for almost 4 years. And the sex was always great. But we have never done anything anywhere but inside our bedroom.
It happened that night. And it changed our sex life for the next year to come.

So we were partying, drinking and just having a good time. The bar was within walking distance to our flat. Due to that we decided to walk there and maybe take a taxi for the way back. At around 2 am we left and headed home. But we decided not to take a taxi but to walk to clear our head a little.

[M]e and [M]y girlfriend [F]ucking our friend to make him feel better

I haven’t posted much (rather anything) since my last post but now that I have some time and it seems like people enjoyed my last story I figged I’d share more of mine and Rose’s sex adventures. As I said in my previous story Rose (she was my gf at this time) was about 5’5, white with blonde hair, C borderline D cups with a nice ass. I am 5’8, tan, fairly toned and about a 7 inch dick. Me and rose have had a lot of fun but this story is about one of our first MMF threesomes.

Having some fun with [M]y g[F]‘s new lingerie

I’m an 18 year old guy, about 5’10, 5.5 inch circumcised cock, white, brown hair, glasses. My gf is also 18 (just turned 18 a few months ago!), about 5’5, C cup breasts, curvy ass, Indian (as in from the country India, not Native American), black hair, and glasses just like mine. We’ve done some very hot stuff before we turned 18, but I am unfortunately not allowed to discuss that on this subreddit. PMs are again open if you wanna talk about those times.

My girlfriend and I are almost done with school, but sadly, due to the pandemic, our school isn’t having a graduation ceremony. Considering this, before her parents left to play tennis yesterday, they told us that they left a graduation gift in her room, “more for her, but a bit for both of us”. When they left, the two of us ventured up to her room, and on her bed was a cardboard box. I told her to “do the honors”, and she opened the box and removed its contents. Inside the box was white lingerie, with a bra, panties, stockings, and a garter belt. I know a bunch of you might think that parents buying lingerie for their child is weird, but my gf’s parents are super open and chill when it comes to our sex life.

The Roommates, Part 15 [NSFW]

It had been about a month since I moved into the rental home and I was loving it. I don’t know why I lived with Brock for so long—I told myself it was to save money but I think it was just a fear of being alone. But Kelly and I were now exclusive, her IG was flooded with photos of us and it felt good. I told my parents I was dating Brock’s girlfriend and they didn’t understand and I can’t say they do yet. What was I supposed to do—tell my parents she won be over by masturbating in front of me? Not quite. Instead I asked them two things: to give her a chance and to realize that when you have a real connection with someone you can’t deny yourself. They agreed and we set up a day for them to come see the rental house and meet Kelly. In all the years I lived with Brock, they’d not actually met Kelly yet. I wasn’t nervous because even though I loved my parents, I didn’t give a shit what they thought. I was happy and they’d learn to get over it if they couldn’t immediately be happy for me.

Cleaning cum from my best friends pussy [FF]

This is my first post so I thought it right to start with an early favourite of mine. About me: 21 at the time, 5’7, slim, 34D, tanned skin, long blonde hair, blue eyes. About her: the girl every guy and girl wants, 5’7, slim, 32B, dark curly hair, green eyes. Beautiful and smiley. Both of us had boyfriends at the time. We had never been together but both of us had been with other girls.

We had the weekend organised for a while. A girls weekend in Brighton just as the summer was coming in. As we drove down in her car, she was telling me details of how she’d ended up straddling and kissing a girlfriend of hers a few weeks ago, and nothing more. Just the thought got me damp.

[M]e, My Girl[F]riend, and our roo[M]ate. Part 1

Hey all!

Some fun things have been happening in my life lately so I wanted to make this account to share.

A little backstory before we jump into it: I met my girlfriend last year over tinder, we had known each other vaguely through mutual acquaintances, but I hadn’t spoken much to her or anything. We’ll call her Clare

So anyway I met her and we hooked up and had fun so we agreed to do it again sometime, and while I was over her place I found out that the person who owned the house was an old coworker and friend of mine who I hadn’t talked to in awhile. Lets go with Tim for his name.

It was fun going over her place and hang out with Tim and hook up with Clare and generally a good time and whatnot.

So after a couple times of visiting her place Tim tells me that their other roommate, (who I didn’t know super well, she wasn’t there very often) was moving out and the room was available. I was pretty worried about moving in to the same house with with Clare since we hadn’t been hanging out for that long but I was also in desperate need of housing since my sublet was about to expire and the price was too good to pass up.

My [M35] memories of my old co-worker [F]

Memories of Brenda

Long Post with a lot of background. Hope you enjoy.

I am based in UAE and used to work for a boutique hotel some where in UAE. This is from over 12 years ago but the memories of this job and the thrills still excite me to this day. As a team leader I was responsible for a few sections. Since it was a small resort, we had 3 people in the reception, 10 in room service , and 1 operator. Brenda!?‍?

I had lost my job in the 2007 economic crisis and had taken this job instead of returning back home. So it was a few steps down for me position wise but still in hotels so I took it up. The team was amazing and it was always a lot of friendships that I made which last till today. I have been a shy introverted individual at work and in personal life. So an open minded and forward Filipina threw me off completely. Honest I have always had a bit of fascination about Filipina women, but that was limited to my fantasies only. I never made any attempts nor did I receive any proposals. As part of my supervisory duties most of my work was in the operations ensuring smooth guest experience from arrival to departure. But when ever I had to do any admin tasks I had to move to the back office which was where Brenda sat. In a quiet corner to avoid any background noise during the calls. As she used to be alone in the back office most of the time, she also would be the acting office admin. The back office was where we had the management offices and supervisors stations.

The Vacation – Part 6 [MMF] [oral] [exhibitionism] [hotwife]

Hello all. Here is part 6 to a story I’ve been doing here for awhile now. I look forward to any comments etc. Thanks!

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Despite me cumming deep in Jeff’s girlfriend earlier in the day, which was oddly enough also in front my best friend, the rest of the day itself seemed normal. Sure there was some staring at my crotch and a few winks from Ash, but the day carried on without further conversation from earlier in the day. Some beers were consumed, Ash made some awesome tacos for lunch and there was even time for a nap midday under the summer sun by the pool.

At night, we had tequila.

“Oh Jeff, tequila? Are you sure? You know those just make my pants come off” she said as she slinked out of her shorts and shirt, exposing a bikini that leaves little to the imagination. With a splash, she comes up, smooth back her now soaked her and took her drink. She adjusted her bikini top, which did not do much at all, her breasts spilling out the sides, barely containing her nipple.

The Text (Pt. 04) [mf, cheating]

“So, what’s it gonna be Sam.  You know I love you staying here and all, but you’re going to have to make a decision about Jason.  I know this limbo is killing you.  And I’m getting tired of Jason’s unending texts and calls.  He is freaking out,”  Anne said as she refilled my wine glass.  I had been staying at her place for almost a week.  I hadn’t seen or spoken to Jason the entire time, and he had been doing as I had asked by leaving me alone.  I had received one text from him three days after I had walked out.  I had told him I was with Anne and not to call me.  He hadn’t, but he was blowing up her phone trying to get expert advice from my best friend.  

“I don’t know.  I’m considering my options but can’t decide.  Do I forgive and forget?  I don’t think I can.  I’m still too pissed.  And he works with her, so it’s not like I can ask him to never see or speak to her again, and how could I trust him?  Another option would be to leave him.  Just get a divorce and try to move on.  But I still love him, Annie.  As pissed as I am right now, I still want him. And then there’s the whole question of why the hell I was so turned on by his affair?  I’m still confused about that.”  I sipped my wine and leaned back into the sofa, sighing.