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Getting a blowjob from the girl I hate [MF]

So this is the story of Marie, the long time best friend of my friend Sharon. Also important to the story is Sharon was dating my best friend Justin at the time. So two pairs of best friends.

Before I ever met Marie, I always thought she was extremely hot based on Facebook photos… tall, blonde, thin… always dressed really nice. Eventually in college I built up the courage to comment on one of her photos (tagged with Sharon) with a joke. I got the best response imaginable (“lmfaooooo”). After that we added each other, with more playfully teasing comments ensuing.

I was feeling pretty good about the situation until one time she responded with: “Do you not have anything better to do than comment on all my pics?” Needless to say it felt pretty harsh, especially since it was done publicly. Channeling my inner 16 year old girl I removed her as a friend and fumed about it the next couple of days. Fuck her.

Fast forward a couple months and I’m back home for break, same town as Marie and Sharon. Justin and I are staying at my dad’s house for the summer. The first day we’re back Sharon invites both of us to come see a middle school play… starring Marie’s little sister. Read more »

Avery’s night [group) (humiliation] [anal] [femdom] [submission] [creampie]

“ok avery you’ve got this” she said to herself looking into the mirror. Avery was preparing for her blind date in 30 minutes. Her sex life had been stagnant since her long term boyfriend had left her a year ago and she hadn’t been with a man since, she hadn’t really been with him much either in all the years they had dated they had only had sex three times. Finally her friend from work had goaded her into a blind date with someone she knew.
She was nervous as could be she had gone all out to prepare for this date. She had gone to the salon, went shopping for a dress, put on her nicest jewelry, everything to make a good impression. She was in a dark red silk dress that clung tight to her ample breast with a deep v going down in between her breasts fitting tight to her flat abs and flaring out with her ample ass, toned from years of squats, the fabric flowed down her beautiful long legs paired with red high heels. She was wearing a pearl necklace that ppaired nicely with her tan skin and blonde hair that reached down to her lower back. She picked up her phone and sent a text to her date, the only thing she knew about him was that his name was ayden “look or me I’ll be the tall girl in the red dress”
She left her rundown apartment and got into her 1995 towncar and headed to the restaurant they had agreed to go to, giamatti’s Italian kitchen, fine dining for a fine lady. She arrived early by about five minutes. Nervous and excited she wondered what type of man her date was, was he a tall suave businessman or maybe an artist! She had always had a soft spot for painters. In truth she was already a little wet at the prospect of seeing a man, she had always felt weird playing with herself and couldn’t do it and her drought was really weighing down on her mentally it was always so hard being 6’2 finding the right guy was a chore. The clock reached 7 and her date hadn’t arrived yet. She looked around the room and only saw an older couple in the corner. The door opened and she excitedly looked with her crystal smile that makes any man in the vicinity have a heart flutter, and then her face dropped. It couldn’t be him. It was a 5’6 120 pound man. He had a bad spout of acne on his face filled with white heads wearing cargo pants and a phedora. But to her dismay he laid eyes on her and smiled real wide with a goofy grin and walked over “hey avery right! Im ayden!” Avery mumbled a response already seething in her mind at Kathy for insulting her with this obvious virgin. He took a seat across the table and asked the waiter for a mountain dew. Avery promptly ordered an entire bottle of wine, to get through this dinner.
Ayden droned on and on about his video games and his katana collection as avery offered curt replies to the pimply manchild downing glass after glass of wine. Avery, 3/4th of the way through the bottle simply picked up the bottle and downed the rest. She looked up at him, still wearing that god awful phedora. She weighed her options on her mind on one hand she had no way of getting home drunk as she was and on the other she sure as hell wasn’t going to his house after. She came to a decision. She leaned forward her long beautiful blonde hair draping over the table and the cloth around her breasts falling forward giving a hint of what was underneath. “If you drive me home ill let you see my tits.”. pimpleton as she was now calling him in her head jolted and knocked over his glass of mountain dew. “ Absolutely!” Avery stood up shakily and meandered out of the restaurant, unsteady on her high heels. Pimpleton rushed out of the restaurant excited for his first pair of tits. She opened the door and had a controlled fall onto the bench seat up front as pimpleton turned the car on. Her head was laying ever close to his lap and she decided to tease him a bit as he drove her home. She brushed her hair to the side and brought her beautiful face and lay it sideways across his lap her mouth breathing drunkenly overy the spot on his lap where his cock lay. Her refined pink lips could feel the tip of his cock harden like a rock. She didn’t go any further the thought of touching the cock of a weakling like him discugusted her. The car pulled into her parking spot and she lazily got up took off her dress right in front of him she revealed her pink nipples on her perfect tits and her red thong. Pimpleton’s jaw dropped and he started unzipping his pants but all avery did was ask for the keys take off her heels and get out of the car. Pimpleton jumped out of the car. *click* the car door locked. “walk home” avery said and walked into her apartment. The pitiful pimpletons face dropped and he slowly walked off. Avery stumbled into her room and put on her bedtime tanktop that clung to her body and fell on her bed and looked up at the ceiling
“ god damnit god damnit god damnit!” “That fucking bitch” she expelled a stream of curses. Home at Friday night at 9 pm just as boring as her life had been for the past year, nothing had changed. Her face soured and she sulked for 2 hours stairing at the ceiling sobering up. “ I guess I’ll go for a drive” she muttered to no one in particular and got out of bed still in her red thong and tank top and wandered out the door and got in her car. Avery often went for drives when she was upset and it had taken a toll on her gas tank and her wallet.
She drove and drove , all her fantasizing earlier had gotten her horny and she had no release. She pulled into a parking lot leaned back and looked at the ceiling. she wanted to be used she wanted someone to take control she was tired of sobeing the lead she stayed that way for awhile before sitting up she looked in front of her and saw a rundown dive bar with half the lightbulbs working and had a thought. She looked in her back seat and saw her dry erase board and marker and smiled as she scribbled on the board. She opened her car door and stepped out of the car.
Her bare slightly pink feet on the pavement, her thong going right up between her firm cheeks dripping with juices and her white tanktop riding halfway up her abs marker and board in her hand. she walked into the dive bar. Every mans eye’s were on her and men started hooting and hollering. Yet she didn’t look at them. She walked towards the men’s bathroom and paused at the threshold bent over hands on her knees and a man spanked her ass. Her heart was pumping so loudly she thought it would explode, she was confident until this point she was so nervous she was shaking and her mind was racing “is this a good idea” “I know I want excitement in my life but This is….” But that tiny voice in the back of her head egged her on and pushed her through that door heart thumping she walked into the bathroom and for now no one followed. Her hands shaking and her legs wobbling she couldn’t believe she was doing this. This is crazy. Her nervous hands tried to prop up the sign but it kept falling over and over again but eventually she got it to stick. It said.
Rule 1: must use a condom.
Rule 2: my panties must stay on.
Rule 3: after cumming put a tally mark on my lower back.
Happy fucking<3
She walked towards the dirty toilet and her stomach lurched but her heart beat even faster and her pussy got wetter. The exhilaration! This was the craziest thing she had ever done but all it did was make her wetter the more she thought about it. . It had piss all over the seat. Drunken men can’t aim as it turns out. She straddled in front of the toilet her unblemished pink feet touching sticky yellow stains on the lenolium floor. She placed her hands on the backside of the toilet tank and her long straight hair drooped down onto the dirty floor still speckled with drops from whoever was in the bathroom before. Read more »

[MM] Cheating on my gf with my roommate

Originally posted about my experience in r/gaystoriesgonewild, someone suggested I should post here.

I was a freshman in college. I always thought I was straight. I was into girls, I fantasized about girls, I dated girls. Specifically, at the time, I was dating someone I knew from high school, call her Kate obviously a fake name). She was in the same friend group since freshman year, and we started dating junior year. We were both studios and were accepted to the same state university–not that surprising since state uni accepts ~40% instate students.

Anyways, first day of college, we drove with each of our families to uni, we unpacked, each had dinner with our family, and met up and explored the campus. Because we had come so early, I had not met my roommate yet. When I came back, it was night, and he had already unpacked his stuffs.

I was surprised when I first met him, let’s call him John. We couldn’t have been any more different. I was moderately tall (5’8) with blondish hair, and slender frame with a boyish look. He was maybe 6’3, with ragged brown hair and beard, with a muscular frame. I felt small in front of him. When we shook hands, I noticed how bigger, and rougher his hands were to my smooth hands. Read more »

A trip to the mall [Mast][FemSolo][Apocalyptic]

Of all the things Jenny had imagined about a society crashing before it actually happened what she had expected least was the degree to which she enjoyed it.
She had fought, shot and killed people, stolen food and supplies and now she was sitting in the back of an almost empty supermarket and masturbated because she damn well could, and frankly Jenny wasn’t sure which of those felt best.

The survivor’s guilt she had read so much about was more of a survivor’s pleasure, the pain and grieve where there, but felt more like challenge and motivation to keep going.
And that was what she did, day after day and sometimes even night, the urge to stay up to date on business news long replaced by the urge to stay on top of the competition, more alive and better armed and hidden stashes of supplies giving her the room of movement she needed to survive instead of statistics and numbers giving her the opportunity to stay employed in a job she had never liked to begin with. Read more »

Saturday night’s sex party: unexpected directions (pics included) [f][m][group]

At Saturday night’s sex party, logistical challenges mean things start late, which is not the world’s sexiest first sentence but it is true and explains a little of what’s to follow. Guests begin arriving at 8, and for a long time only our friend Yvette is truly in the party mood: [she wears a diaphanous black “dress” that shows her nipples and bright red g-string](http://i.imgur.com/bGfWdLp.jpg).

This is a fantastic outfit for answering the door, promising as it does danger and pleasure; eventually I lose my shirt to join her in solidarity. I get less attention. This seems fair. As guests arrive and mingle I play host. As often happens, many of the guests know few others. I introduce many of the guests to C; [both women and men continually undress C to see her lingerie](http://i.imgur.com/YG0YNzE.jpg) and fondle her tits. The attention builds C’s desire, but she doesn’t like to be first, and our usual friend Zena is missing. I shoot a few (consensual) photos. You can see some of the fruits of those photos here. Others will never leave my hard drive. The low natural light makes me wish for a more substantial camera, but I still love the shots. Read more »

Bangla Road and Brazilian lovers…

This story and now one of the highlights of mine and my best friends friendship came about on our 3 week holiday to Thailand in 2014. We were two single 19 year old girls.

we got all dressed up for our night out drinking our gin and red bulls (YUCK) and we made our first stop at a bar called Apples. The drinks were flowing and the older man with the younger Thai girls started to become less and less weird. Apples was the life of the party, she was letting us making our own drinks and was even doing our hair for the night ahead!

As finally got to Bangla Road there was lights flashing everywhere and music playing real loud. We got dragged into a ping pong show we were not impressed but when we entered my best friend and I were in awe of the talent these girls had. We couldn’t believe the things she had up there as well as how it all came out! We cheered and the night does become a little blurry from there. Read more »

[MF] Fulfilling high school fantasies with an old crush.

*Get comfy. This is a long one.*

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So it’s been a while since I’ve posted, but it’s been a while since I’ve experienced anything worth posting. This story isn’t going to be as kinky as some of my other ones, but it’s been a wet dream of mine since high school, so I’d figure I’d share it anyway.

This starts back in junior year of high school when I met V. She and I shared a class together–I don’t even remember what class–and she slowly came into my friend group. I had a pretty big crush on her right away, but she fell for my best friend, and he and she dated for about a year, so I let my feelings go. By the time he and she broke up, I was dating another girl, so again, things never developed between V and I. But that doesn’t mean I didn’t think about her.

V was about 5’6″ with hazel brown eyes and curly black hair. And by curly black hair I mean **curly** black hair. Like, basically-a-fro curly hair. She was a little on the thick side with perky tits and a big ass. We always teased her that Apple Bottom Jeans were meant for her. Read more »

A Private Dance [FFM]

While it is somewhat fresh in my mind, I invited you to a night in Vegas that turned a fantasy into a reality. Join me on this erotic adventure.

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Now let me assure you the details of this tale are all true. I know that penthouse letters have let to skepticism in the erotic genre, especially coming from amateurs. But I digress.
My wife and I have recently been sexually exploitative sexually from posting on different NSFW subreddits to live streaming sex online but outside that there was really nothing more. My wife and I are fit for the first time in our lives, I being 325 lbs and her being 220 lbs at our heaviest and just unhealthy, we took a turn for the better and now are in a place where we are both confident and mostly attractive, especially her. But let’s get to it.

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I had mentioned that a strip club would be a fun way to spend our last night in Vegas, somewhat in jest but mostly to gauge her sexual temperature on the matter. Her eyes lit up with excitement at the notion of heading to a gentleman’s club and I matched her feelings. So I booked us a “Couples Experience” online which consisted of a man who had smoked at least a pound of weed before picking us up in a limo and cover and some drink tickets. Read more »

[MF] First time meeting then fucking a Reggae loving hottie

This story started a few months ago at the end of 2016. Like a lot of the other stories here, I will include the *** where the full sex part starts. For details about me. I am 6’4’’, medium-high attractive and keep myself in good shape from the gym. Think six pack when there is a good downward light but not shredded.

On this first night, I went out with a few very drunk friends to a well known Reggae DJ that was on in my city. I love this type of music and at these events I’m usually not “on the hunt” for girls. However, this night since I was way behind my friends on the drunk scale, I thought I’d look around. The crowd was made up with a lot of people from France, Spain and Italy so there were some really good looking people in view. I tried chatting to a couple of them but the music was good and neither responded to my approach. I chatted with my friends a little bit and kept my eyes open for someone interesting. My usual type is dark haired girls so when I caught eyes with this blonde, tall girl (around 6 feet) a few times I didn’t think anything of it. Read more »

My highschool GF and our long-distance relationship in college [Group] [MDMA] [cheating]

This is the continuation of the story of an ex of mine…there’s more that went on before this but this is the particular part involving mdma. I also added a part about how I think about it now.

My gf I’d gotten together with in high school and I had been experimenting with an “open” relationship for a few weeks after I went to college. The deal was we could see other people but we had to share everything with each other. She was about to graduate high school and wanted to go to a festival that weekend. I guess a yearly music thing was coming through and this was the first year she could go.

Her friends all got tickets together and they had some artists they really wanted to see. She told me she didn’t know any of them so she was just going to kind of tag along. This was when “EDM” was starting to get popular though so when I looked at who the headliners were it was like Deadmau5 and/or Skrillex. Read more »