Tag: Group

When a roof overlooking ca[m]pus is the only place for a blowjob (my one cool moment upon going to college)

A little story on improvisation and the one cool moment I, Kevin, had in college. In high school, I got along with everybody but was never *really* a part of the cool crowd. I developed sexually and had those “first” experiences pretty early but never went to the awesome parties, etc. etc. I’m about 5’10, 165 pounds, athletic/normal build. Not the best-looking guy in the world, but I have my days. Above-average where it counts but nothing like a knee-knocker.

After not being able to explore some things that I wanted to in high school, college was everything I wanted it to be. Had an awesome group of immediate friends who lived on my floor in the dorm. We quickly started going to parties just off campus either at some regular houses or Frat houses for rush week. It was an incredible time in which I could open up and live like I hadn’t previously—drinking, making my own schedule, smoking weed, going to parties.

This was a few weeks into fall semester. Pretty chilly night, but we pregame in the dorms and then go out as a big group. We’re all drinking at this house party and having a good time. I’m really buzzed and feeling great. And then, nature calls, so I’m waiting in line for the one bathroom in the house. Read more »

[MF] the girl who loved anal… And ATM

There was this girl who was kind of a groupie of sorts back in the day. She was good friends with a band that my old band used to play with. She was 1 of 3 very close female friends that all went to the shows. I started fucking one of her friends first and I think based on their private conversations she decided she didn’t want to miss out. So we started talking and, very top secret from the friend, started fucking too. (As a side note: I also fucked the 3rd friend who I had to keep it a secret from both the other 2. The 3rd knew about 1 and 2. 2 knew about 1 and 1 didn’t know about 2 and 3. Sorry if that’s confusing) Anywhoo.

This girl was the hottest of the group. Straight black hair. Adorable smile. Handful size tits. Just slightly curvy. But one thing made her the best sexually.

She. Loved. Anal.

I am absolutely an ass man. No contest. I have loved anal for a long time. I have never met a girl like her before when it came to butt sex. Read more »

Teases and Touches [FM][Long][Str8]

If there was one thing Eric and Clara had in common it was their ability to play with fire without getting burned. In every other possible regard they differed, positioned firmly on opposing sides of their social circle and often enough on opposite sides of the room. It was a gap love could not bridge, and neither of them fell victim to any illusion in that regard.

But the bridge they had found was much more powerful, dangerous even in that they shared their love for destructive relationships. They needed the group to stay sane and fight loneliness, but in moments of clarity Eric realized they were really just using them to create a neutral zone in which they could play their game of bluffing and teasing, pulling each other close enough to push away.

At first Eric had found her boring, and on a normal level he still did. She was a weird person as a friend, kind of there without adding much to conversations he was interested in and he knew it had to feel just the same way for her. Too different were their lifestyles, their upbringing and plans in life for them to settle on any common ground a regular relationship could have been built on. Read more »

Teases and Touches [FM][Long][Str8]

If there was one thing Eric and Clara had in common it was their ability to play with fire without getting burned. In every other possible regard they differed, positioned firmly on opposing sides of their social circle and often enough on opposite sides of the room. It was a gap love could not bridge, and neither of them fell victim to any illusion in that regard.

But the bridge they had found was much more powerful, dangerous even in that they shared their love for destructive relationships. They needed the group to stay sane and fight loneliness, but in moments of clarity Eric realized they were really just using them to create a neutral zone in which they could play their game of bluffing and teasing, pulling each other close enough to push away.

At first Eric had found her boring, and on a normal level he still did. She was a weird person as a friend, kind of there without adding much to conversations he was interested in and he knew it had to feel just the same way for her. Too different were their lifestyles, their upbringing and plans in life for them to settle on any common ground a regular relationship could have been built on. Read more »

Teases and Touches [FM][Long][Str8]

If there was one thing Eric and Clara had in common it was their ability to play with fire without getting burned. In every other possible regard they differed, positioned firmly on opposing sides of their social circle and often enough on opposite sides of the room. It was a gap love could not bridge, and neither of them fell victim to any illusion in that regard.

But the bridge they had found was much more powerful, dangerous even in that they shared their love for destructive relationships. They needed the group to stay sane and fight loneliness, but in moments of clarity Eric realized they were really just using them to create a neutral zone in which they could play their game of bluffing and teasing, pulling each other close enough to push away.

At first Eric had found her boring, and on a normal level he still did. She was a weird person as a friend, kind of there without adding much to conversations he was interested in and he knew it had to feel just the same way for her. Too different were their lifestyles, their upbringing and plans in life for them to settle on any common ground a regular relationship could have been built on. Read more »

[Group] [FFM] What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Too bad [F] I lived there. Part 1/2

I was 19 years old. I identify as queer and love fucking EVERYONE. Sex is my favorite thing in the world. I have a history of fucking everyone who becomes my best friend. At the time, I was starting to get close to two fucking hot women. A was a gorgeous latina with the best ass. L was a sweet slutty blonde. Neither of them had had a lesbian sexual experience. I love the taste of pussy and wanted them BADLY. One night, we planned to spend the night at L’s house. PERFECT. Despite my flamboyant flirting things did not progress the way I wanted them to. I decided to suggest that old con – getting free drinks by flirting with older men. A new casino had just opened and most casinos have open bar areas where security didn’t check IDs. We got dolled up and headed there for victims.

We were on a few men’s laps as soon as we arrived. Everything was going as planned. I was flirting hard – whispering in ears, touching thighs and making my best poses. It was working! L went to the restroom and I almost followed her. Instead I spotted a pair of dark eyes watching me at the bar. I looked and he looked away. I kept my eyes on him and compelled him to look back. I smiled and pushed out my chest. After watching his eyes fall to my bust, I looked away. Read more »

Stacy’s Night Out Pt.1 (FF)

For the second time in the evening Stacy felt a hand on her knee. Her brain was a little fuzzy after downing a margarita and a beer within the first half hour of arriving at the bar but she needed something to strengthen her resolve. After some badgering she had accepted the invitation from the office cool kids for a night at their favorite watering hole.

Working with people that were 10 or even 20 years younger was taxing at times, sometimes Stacy felt like an anthropologist observing a strange new tribe. She had heard bits and pieces about their Friday outings around the office but she had dismissed it as youthful bragging and one-upmanship. “These kids have no idea the things I’ve seen,” she frequently thought to herself.

The first hand on her knee was from Vanessa, the queen bee of the group. Stacy had written it off as the overfamiliarity of the sorority girl type. It seemed to go along with the effusive greetings and constant hugging. The hand never went anywhere and Vanessa moved on soon to flit about some other beautiful person. Read more »

Playing with my professor and his wife. [FMF]/[FFM] (Part 2 of 2)

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Turning around to a surprised and sexy David, I leaned upward against him for a heated kiss too. For a few seconds we stood there, in our pajamas looking intently and excitedly at each other. The mood was electric and energized. David then said, “Jen, you don’t know how long I have wanted to do that.” I said, “What do you want to do now?” not knowing how to continue on from here. Tricia responded, “I need to know that you are choosing to do this, and that you don’t feel pressured.” I nodded my head enthusiastically. David followed up and said, “I think you should take your clothes off now, Jen. In fact, we are all overdressed right now.” He closed the door to the room and gave me a mischievous look, locking the knob in case Jessica woke up and tried to come in. He continued, “But first we need to talk shop. What is your birth control situation?” I told him I had a copper IUD. He then asked if I have slept with anybody recently and if we used condoms. This was all very normal to me, since I go through these types of questions with people before I am sexual with them too. I told him for the last few months I have been hooking up with this girl from one of my classes, and at the beginning of the semester I had a fling with two guys who were roomates at the same time, using condoms, also assuring them I was clean and had no symptoms of anything. Tricia told me I had nothing to worry about as they were asymptomatic, and they always used condoms when being with new partners during swinging sessions. David then said, “We trust you Jen, so it is up to you if you want me to use a condom.” Immediately, I said, “Let’s do it without! I want to feel everything.” Read more »

Playing with my professor and his wife. [FMF]/[FFM] (Part 1 of 2)

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This story has a lot of backstory and build-up, but I promise you it is worth it and will make it that much better and beautiful.

As I have written before, I have always been a sexually adventurous person. I started experimenting sexually at a young age with another girl I was close to. At the age of 15, I lost my virginity to a boy who was 18. I identify as bisexual and have always been that way I think. Both sexes turn me on pretty much equally. My parents raised me in a very open and free environment, but demanded responsibility and self-ownership. My mom was very sex-positive and educated me well on all things sex related. Interestingly, they were okay with me having boys and girls in my room privately, even overnight. I guess they figured that it was better if I was not sneaking around behind their back and felt safe and comfortable. Throughout middle school and high school, I had sexual relationships, which may appear abnormal, but it was not to me. Once I started college, I became involved in the group sex scene. You know, like orgies and swingers parties, often referred to as “the lifestyle.” One might think that such events are risky with disease and all, but these concerns are taken very seriously. At events, protection must always be used. Not that I would participate in group sex all the time, but I did very much enjoy it. I love meeting new people and exploring with them sexually, and making them feel good. Read more »

20 Man Bukkake [mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmf] [anal] [oral] [buk] [mast]

I was at the grocery store earlier this week and I kept bumping into this super tall, super skinny brunette. She was as cute as hell and had a nice, tight little butt and perky little tits. I wasn’t exactly following her around the store, but I also wasn’t … NOT following her.

After a few run ins, I said, “I think you’re following me.”

She smirked and said, “Funny. I was going to say the same about you.”

We spoke for a few minutes, exchanged numbers and said we’d grab a drink one night next week.

A few nights later, Melanie and I were sitting in a private corner of our neighborhood dive bar, chatting and having a good time. And then, she stopped me.

“I have to be up front about something. I’m not … looking for anything serious,” she said. “At least not now. I’m really just trying to have fun. Is that okay?”

I nodded and said it was fine.

“There’s something else, though … and this, you might not be okay with, so I’d rather get it out of the way early on than spring it on you a few weeks from now.” Read more »