[MF] My ‘first’ time in college….

I did not, by any means, have the most exciting time in college. In particular, my freshman, junior, and senior years were characterized much more by studying and school anxiety than they were with parties, belligerence, and especially encounters with the female gender. Freshman year I lived in a ‘pod’ with three other guys, two of whom would go on to become some of my best friends. By the time we all left to go home for that first christmas break we had cemented ourselves as a social group that would persist (plus or minus a few people over time) through graduation.

None of us were especially ‘cool’ by popular standards. We enjoyed video games (FIFA), playing music together, and occasionally sneaking Jack Daniel into the dorms to spice up our Friday nights. By the end of freshman year we were finally beginning to break into the off-campus party scene. I don’t think we really fit in with many of the others at these parties, but as a group we enjoyed playing (and often winning) at the beer pong table and then venturing off into the forest behind campus for drunken adventures. That was just what we did and we were happy with it.

Sharing the Love at the pool party, Part 1 &2 [MF]

So, I wrote this for a fellow Redditor, but he have me permission to post here. First time posting here, so please give me feedback! Basically, a story that ends in a threesome. Here’s part 1 and 2. Part 3 is also here

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Part 1:

It was one of those hot days in New York City. The temperate was around 90 degrees, and the air conditioning in Alfred’s home was broken. Wearing just boxers and a tank top to beat the heat, he was looking down at his phone. Alfred had been home alone for the first time in weeks. He missed his girlfriend Kim, who just got back from a business trip. As a surprise, he was just getting ready to send a picture of his big 6 inch cock to her. They hadn’t been physical in weeks. Suddenly, he got a text from his friend John.

“Holding pool party at 2, bring beer and ur hot gf please.”

Alfred laughed. His friend always was a horndog, and always had a sexual obsession with his girlfriend Kim. He couldn’t blame him. Kim was hot. She wasn’t your typical Asian girl. Her ass was thick, and her breasts were so huge, they’d burst out of any bra she was wearing. She was perfect and she was almost certainly horny anytime you saw her.

The time I shared my girlfriend with my best friend [MFM] Spoiler: He loses his virginity

First of all I want to say that english isn’t my main language so I am sorry if it is poorly written. This happening has basically changed my life for the better so I had to write it.

So here we go:

We were on a school trip with the entire class which consisted of about 30 students. Because we were a smaller school and only had one class pro year everyone knew each other very well and got along pretty good. Of course there were some dramas but all in all it was a very nice atmosphere in the class. My gf (who I am still together with) was in the same class as me and we had been together for about a year before this trip.

We went to the countryside and lived in small houses in the woods for one week and did activities during the day, like walking in the woods, doing competitions or some quiz. We also had luck with the weather so we could swim alot in the nearby lake. We grilled every day and had a good time. But because we were in the late teens we also had a interest in drinking and partying. Most of the evenings me and my classmates drank a little bit of the alcohol we succesfully smuggled with us. It was fun, we listened to some music and laughed a lot but never exaggerated and usually went to bed at midnight.

[MF] Caught in the Spider’s Web

If you caught my previous story, you may have inferred that my ex (Anna) and I had an interesting, and hella fun relationship – by which I mean one that was kinky and perverted as fuck.

Often, the topic of ‘revenge’ would come up. Whether it be in response to being too annoying, too whiny, or just being plain difficult with each other. On this occasion I can’t quite recall what I did to earn my ex’s ire, but I can certainly remember the punishment.

She’d laid the groundwork early, messaging me during the week to let me know that she’d placed an ‘order’. An order for what exactly I couldn’t get an answer for, only that I’d be the first to try it out – which both excited and terrified me. Toys and restraints were a big part of our sex life, and whilst Anna had been a relatively innocent girl when we’d started dating – months of experimentation had made her… inventive.

When I arrived at her apartment that weekend, she met me downstairs to buzz me in. She leaned in for a quick kiss before leading me back upstairs, where, as I trailed her I caught the first hint of what lay ahead.

My gf (f20) saved us by sucking off 3 guys on meth

This happened last winter on my birthday. Back then we were renting a room in an apartment. Our neighbor in the next room was a police academy student who’s already started working as a policeman every other night.
Me and my gf are occasional tweakers, we like to smoke meth every other week and fuck for 10 hours straight. And since it was my birthday, we (surprise surprise!) decided to do a fuckton of it.  
4 hours into our meth-fuelled fuck marathon, we hear the front door open. We thought our neighbor wasn’t t going to come home today, but apparently that was not the case. Even worse, he brought two of his friends with him and they’re all shitface drunk. We stopped fucking, I get to the hallway to ask them what’s up, we exchange a few words and they proceed to their room.

So the night’s already kinda ruined since we’re high as fuck and obviously too paranoid to continue fucking in fear of our cop neighbor discovering us. With nothing better to do, we decided to smoke more.

An Unexpected Night (MFF, FF, MF)

Words have power. They have meaning. The way that you write matters. Can you draw the reader in? Can you make them imagine as though they are right there? Can you make them feel the anticipation, the doubt, the passion, the pure pleasure? Below, you’ll find the first few chapters of a book I am writing. Read it. Enjoy it. Provide feedback ?

***An Unexpected Night***

**Chapter 1: The Meeting**

Charlie had just arrived home from work on a Friday night when he received a text from his friend Sam inviting him to grab some drinks at their favorite bar. Charlie had nothing better to do so he asked what time. He quickly showered and got dressed in a button-down shirt with a nice pair of jeans He didn’t live too far from the train so he hopped on the next train and then walked to the bar.

Strip Magic: Tangle Wire [lesbian][bondage]

“So, how does Strip Magic work?” I asked him.

Me and my girlfriend Ava were about to start playing a… game.

“You start with forty life, like usual. If you lose the game or all your clothes, I get to tie you up and vice versa. What do you say, babe?”

“It’s on. Photos and video allowed?” I ask, getting a nod. I was gonna win this.

We each pulled out our commander decks, and we set up. My Mizzix deck for me, an Atraxa deck for her.

As we’re drawing, I realize something.

“What makes us lose clothes?” I asked, mildly concerned, realizing I should have picked a different deck.

“Counterspells, board wipes, infinite mana. That stuff.” Ava says, not noticing my commander. “Stuff that gets tedious. Why do you—” She starts to ask, before seeing my commander.

She laughed at me.

“Too late to change, but you can have a free mulligan.” She says, and we start to play.

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She agreed that each turn she proliferated three or more things she took something off.

To even things out.

The night I became a Sugar Baby & had my first threesome [MFF] [long]

This just happened yesterday and I can’t stop thinking about it so I thought I’d share so maybe it can be on your mind too.

I wanted to paint a decent mental picture so there’s an intro to our appearances and a brief backstory. If you want to skip ahead to the meat of the story, just scroll further down.

*—-Intro:
Just a disclaimer, all names are fake.
I’m Robyn and I’m in my late twenties. I’m 5’5″ and have an athletic but curvy build. I have great legs (these calves could put your dick to shame with how hard they are), a nice ass, and C cup tits. I have very short dark hair and tattoos. I’d say I’m on the attractive side.
My girlfriend is Lucy and she’s in her late twenties. She’s 5’9″ and slim with curves in the right places. She has an ass that could make you weep with how juicy it is and perfect, perky, bouncy B cup tits. She has long black hair, a gorgeous striking face, and style that makes heads turn when we are in public.
Finally, we have John. He’s in his early forties. He’s 6′ and has an athletic, fit dad bod. He has early 2000s George Clooney salt-and-pepper hair with a short dark, well-kept beard. He has thick, strong arms and an average but thick cock. Imagine a younger Jeffrey Dean Morgan.

The time he [32M] followed me [18F] to my car because he just hadn’t had enough of me [MF]

I’ve been texting a lot with an old FWB who lives in my hometown. It reminds me of when we first started fucking, way back when I was only 18 (now 21, he’s now 35). Thinking about these times still makes me wet, to this day.

I used to have a lot of threesomes with him and his beautiful, [26F] long-time girlfriend. But most of the time, we focused all our attention on her. I loved eating her pussy while he was fucking her mouth, or sucking on her tits while he was fucking her pussy. Really, anything where she was moaning and screaming made both of us very happy. We had just finished one of our legendary threesome sessions, and I decided to go home since I had an early shift the next day. He offered to walk me to my car, so I kissed the girl goodbye.

I [M] Just got my hair cut, and so much more, from the cute young hairdresser [F] at the local chain

The following is 100% true, and I’m still having a hard time believing my luck. I am a lawyer, [33m], permanently separated from my wife of 6 years, and I got out of court earlier than expected. I didn’t feel like heading into the office. I decided to work from home and stop for a much needed haircut on the way. I am not very picky about my hair, I just like it short and cleaned up. So instead of spending tons of money at a fancy high-end male salon, I go to the chain places for a $15 haircut. It ends up looking the same for what I want.