Taking Claire’s innocence [PART 1] [MF]

To start off, this is my first post so it might be rough. But that’s been said enough already.

This story is looking back on one of my best memories and I thought I would have to share. This happened in my senior year of highschool. I had long brown hair and a decent body and, I’ll admit it, no drive to do anything but drink, get high, and ignore school. Around the end of first quarter I had enrolled in a class for students struggling, sort of like academic support. And that’s when I first met her.

Claire was what seemed like a ten to me at the time, and still might be. To describe her in purely a physical way is almost a challenge. She had supple breasts, creamy soft skin, big round eyes, and a smile with dimples that was adorable. She had a perfect hourglass shape and her ass and legs were perfectly fit together, perfectly proportional to make the perfect body. She was a year below me, in 11th grade and she was 16. I was 17 and I knew that Claire had to be mine.

[FMM] After my BF dumped me, I went to the party and… (F/23)

I have been with a guy for almost two years and as always, there were good times and bad times. One day, after a particularly nasty fight, he decided that was it, he’s had enough and it’s time for us to go our separate ways. To be honest, I cried my eyes out – I know it wasn’t great lately, but he has taken me completely by surprise.

It took me a month to get myself back together and after I have been set up straight by my best friend, I have decided to go out. But not just to a regular party, I needed to feel like I was the star of the show…

[M]y first college one-night stand that happened be[f]ore I even got to college. [m/f] [long]

GWS seemed to enjoy my first post, so I’ll gladly keep contributing some of my favorite experiences, especially the ones from my college days. I’m settled down now with a long-term girlfriend, and while we still have plenty of fun (and some stories definitely worth sharing with her), I’ve also got ones from before I met her. This happened about six months after my last post, which you can find [here](https://redd.it/5c44q1).

(If you don’t want the backstory, skip to “———” for when the sexy part starts!)

[MF] 5 years later, I fucked the prom queen.

I want to tell you all about the time that I fucked the prom queen from my graduating class in high school. First, a little backstory.
I played baseball and basketball all 4 years of high school, but despite that, I wasn’t super popular. I mostly stuck to a small group of friends I had prior to high school. However, I became friends with Danielle during senior year. Friends in the sense that we would sit next to, and talk to each other during the two classes we had that year, but not talk outside of those classes, much less hang out together. Yes, this story is about Dani.

[MF] Unaware I was the Prey

During my friends sophomore year of college I planned to visit one fine fall weekend. I drove up on a Friday night and decided to start partying as soon as I got to their apartment. I met my friend Robert and his roommate Gary. Gary had his friend John from home visiting along with John’s girlfriend Nikki. Nikki was 5’2 blonde fair skinned freshman with a petite curves. Nikki went to an all girls catholic high school before starting college that year and she let everyone know she was a good girl.

I didn’t think much of John or Nikki and wanted to party. It was your typical pregaming with shitty booze and way too much of it. By 9 we decided to leave the apartment for a house party across campus. We took the campus bus which was packed with everyone heading out to their party spots. Once we arrived to the party the group split up with John and Nikki heading off. Gary, Robert and I went to find more mixed drinks and fun.

damp foot [m][f][m]

You may recall our friend Zena from “[Hosting our first sex party](http://seattle255.tumblr.com/post/129165396939/hosting-our-first-sex-party);” she was recently perusing our Tumblr and wrote, “I WANT MY BOOBS ON YOUR TUMBLR WTF I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS.” Totally fair and we have been negligent. As of last night’s sex party, consider that tragic situation rectified.

Another fun moment from that party: James, [from this group sex story](http://seattle255.tumblr.com/post/147732845099/whatever-happened-to-saturday-night), and I sandwiched this girl and started kissing both sides of her neck. Girls LOVE this and not surprisingly soon our hands followed. She closed her eyes and rolled with the pleasure. We had lots of foreplay, kissing, and so forth, and then I slowly, slowly, slowly unzipped the back of her dress. Before actually slipping it off, James and I slipped our hands in and began touching her nipples and ass. She loves it and keeps grinding against me.

The House of Babes [F]

This is a story about how I came on the dance floor of a lesbian club.

So I’m gonna start this out with: I’m not a very good writer, I’m on mobile and I just really wanna share this story.

Now that that’s out of the way, I’ll begin with describing myself. I am a fit African American female with 32D tits a splendid ass and dreads with the sides shaved (you can take a look at my post history).

So I was in San Francisco this past June celebrating pride month with my friends. This was my first time attending a pride event and I was super excited to meet people, make friends and maybe even get laid. I decided to wear a white romper with blue and red patterns at the ends. This romper let my ass hang out a bit and was very form fitting. Through out the day we were drinking, smoking and having a great time. We were pregaming befor we went to this place called The House of Babes which was this collective of female dj’s that would be playing at a warehouse. As the evening went on, we walked, had pizza and finally made it to our destination.

She’s my best friends girl [m] [f]

Ok first off I want to start this by saying me and my wife are swingers but she is only comfortable swinging with our good friends and it has been great and it’s not all the time it’s a special thing that happens maybe once every 9-12 months

Now having said that I enjoy having sex with one of the girls a lot and we both know it’s just sex but the sex is great so we had always texted each other as friends but the texting got more and more flirty and more and more sexually charged until we both kinda admitted what we both wanted now these are friends we hang out with a lot close to every weekend or every other so it went from texts to copping feels when we got a chance

We Went All Out For Our First Swinging Vacation (PART 6)

[PART 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/5bh721/we_went_all_out_for_our_first_swinging_vacation/)

PART 6

Only about 15 minutes into the big game and here was a challenge that I didn’t expect to have to face. The viewers of our party had requested that Nicole give Gary and i handjobs, which was a recreation of a drunken night about 7 years ago. Only, instead of just Bob watching (We didn’t let him join in at the time because he had a girlfriend who wasn’t there) … now all of the internet and my friends would be watching … including my wife.

The tip jar had reached close to $1000 with the latest request coming in that Nicole finish both of us. We said we’d do our best but couldn’t make any guarantees. Hell, I myself had already came 3 times earlier that day so i had no idea how my little guy would react to such pressure.

Gary and I sat on an open couch as far away from each other as possible. Not really because we were homophobic or anything, but to give Nicole plenty of room to work. Gary and I looked at each other as Nicole and Bob approached with him holding his phone. There was a camera pointed in the general direction of the couch but Bob was there to provide a more intimate feel.

Secretly [F]ingering myself on a train while watching a young [M] getting a hand job from his [F]riend.

The other day I had an errand to run in the morning and my boss had agreed I could just come to work late and make up my time after hours. It was a pain to be late home but I looked on the bright side in the knowledge the train would be quite empty rather than the usual packed squabble for a seat and in the heat of the summer that would be a God send.

Once on the train I settled down in a window seat with the notion I could rest my head against the window and catch a power nap. There were even less people on the train than I expected. Perhaps many were pulling a sickie to make the most of the hot sun. There was just myself, a group of people at the other end of the carriage who were busy chatting and a couple on the opposite side and facing me but a few rows back. They were mostly obscured by the seats but I could see a bit through the gap.