The time I sucked my friend’s dick out of sheer boredom [f/m]

I have this friend, let’s call him Tim. He was one of the first people I met when I started university, and before long we were both part of a close group of friends. Right from the beginning, there was always a bit of an attraction between the two of us. In fact, at a Halloween party in our first year, we got drunk, made out a bit, and ended up back in his room. At the time, however, I was young and inexperienced and had recently broken up with my high school boyfriend, so when his hands started drifting below the waist, I panicked and made an excuse to leave.

We never really discussed what happened that night, and before long we both started dating other people. Tim and I remained close friends, though, and were always very flirtatious. There was a lot of cuddling, special nicknames, suggestive eyebrow-raising, that sort of thing. It probably didn’t help that our friend group was prone to making a lot of sexual jokes and innuendos. Not to mention that most of the guys, and some of the girls, tended to take their clothes off when they were drunk. There were several parties where it seemed like everyone was just couple drinks short of starting an orgy.

The time my best [f]riend and roommate jumped [m]e, and never spoke of it again

Growing up in high school, Nora and I were part of the same group of friends. We were never interested in each other but were always confidants to each other for relationship advice. We shared a lot of great memories and we both were literature and movie geeks. Many a lazy afternoon passed in the high school years with the two of us watching some obscure film that one of us (usually her) dug up, waiting to dissect it afterwards. Each of us went to different colleges in the same state, and we saw each other a few times per year. Usually this was in the context of getting back together with our friends from high school, but a couple of times she came to my college apartment (a couple hours away) with some indie movie, for old times sake.

She was a journalism major and after college she got a job writing for the newspaper in a major city. I got accepted to a PhD program in that city and we decided to share an apartment to split costs. We explicitly discussed that this would work out because neither of us was attracted to the other, and we had always been such great platonic friends. She was definitely extremely attractive, just not my type. Nora is short (probably 5′ 2″), Asian, small breasts, loooong black hair down to her ass. That ass though! The definition of the bubble butt. Usually accentuated by the yoga pants she always wore when she was hanging around the house.

College exploits: Snapchat resparks an old flame that never really lit [21M/21F]

Long time reader, decided it’s finally time to share one of my exploits. I’m gonna provide a little bit of background here but feel free to skip to the xxxx to get to the hot stuff.

I went to highschool with Lindsey. She and I were kind of in the same friend group but really we were on opposite ends of it. I’d see her at parties or at school and say hi but she wasn’t someone I actively hung out with. We both ended up going to school in the same state on opposite sides of the same city. We didn’t really talk at all (I didn’t even know she went to school in town) until I got a tinder my sophomore year following a bad breakup (there are some golden gws stories I could mine from there). Anyway as I’m sure you could imagine where this is going, we ended up matching on tinder. We laughed about it and agreed to meet up and catch up. I thought it was weird considering we never really knew each other well enough to catch up but I was down cause she was a cool familiar face and she looked even cuter than I remembered.

Short story o[f] a horny wife

My wife and I have read a few of the stories on here (me more than her) and get turned on at the prospect of many of the things you guys post about. We have posted a few pictures here and there of her, but I wanted to share a story that happened not too long ago.

A little background first: We have been to a swingers club but didn’t have a super great experience. We fantasy and dirty talk in bed, but have never actually acted out our MFM or FFM fantasies, nor have we gotten very far in planning anything. The swingers bar was just “to check out the lifestyle”. It was interesting night.

You can read the writeup here:

https://www.reddit.com/r/Swingers/comments/32297p/first_experience_trying_out_the_lifestyle/

My [28/M] wife [28/F] and I’s first threesome, with a beautiful girl [25/F] in Hawaii. Long but great read we promise.

So I’m not sure if people will enjoy this story or not, but it’s 100% true and is the hottest sexual experience of mine or my wife’s lives. I’m no big erotica writer but made it all the way through high school and college English so I’ll give it my best shot. Bear with me and enjoy…I promise it’ll pay off if you keep reading. (To skip to the good stuff ctrl+F to “Sabria”)

My wife Jess and I have been together on and off since college. I think we played it smart. We met at 19, fell in love hard and fast, but took things slow. We partied a lot in college, did our own thing when we felt like it, and didn’t put a lot of rules on each other.

We had the usual bumps in the road, including a few “breaks” that lasted a few months in duration and allowed us both to sow our wild oats and kind of “explore” other people.

But I always knew she was “the one.” And vice versa. We finally got engaged last year and married this April. We went on a nice 10 day trip to Hawaii for our honeymoon and had a fucking blast. We always have a blast with each other…it’s always been that way.

Romantic dinner suddenly turned into rough sex [F/M]

How we met:

I met Jay at a coffee place / bar while I was out drinking with some friends. I’m not exactly sure how, but he somehow became part of our group that was hanging out even though he didn’t know anyone initially. He was friendly, cheerful, charismatic and confident (or drunk) enough to talk to strangers. We connect over some common interests and he buys me some drinks. I find out that he is a college student and only 21. At 25, I kind of set 22 as my lower limit age-wise for guys, so it made me less interested in him. I know “age is just a number blah blah blah” but I just didn’t want to deal with inexperience and immaturity. I actually straight up told him he’s out of my “range” in a humorous tone and he responded in a serious manner that he’ll be turning 22 soon. I find it funny and we continue to chat and drink. As we get more drunk, we somehow ended up talking about sex. The topic of slapping comes up. I tell him that I sometimes like getting slapped across the face and choked a little bit. And that I really, really enjoy getting spanked. Now the whole dynamic between us changes. I now sense that he has become extremely interested in
pursuing me. It was like it went from lighthearted chatting to getting zeroed in on. I felt like a target the way he was looking at me. I was wearing a tight fitting, somewhat short dress and heels. I felt his eyes on my chest, legs, everywhere. He was also making lustful comments. For example, that I looked so hot and slutty in that dress and that the glasses I wore make it even sluttier. While I would be a bit embarrassed to admit it to other people, the way he was looking at me and his comments made me super horny. Eventually, my friends were leaving and I followed them. He found me outside and got my number, making sure to squeeze my ass before he left. He also touched my underwear, right where my wet pussy is, as he was doing that.

The Better To Eat You With – [MF][BBW]

**Soft**

Greta Lockett stepped up to the line, behind a group of college-aged girls, waiting in front of the Haut Cafe counter. She eyed the menu and the glass display full of pastries and treats before checking her phone.

Okay, she had about fifteen minutes before the Cinky meeting started; just enough time to grab some pastries and get everything set up. She took a deep breath, the scent of freshly brewing coffee wafting to her and making her smile as she inhaled deeply.

God, she loved their coffee.

And their pastries.

And their help.

Greta tilted her head and watched the sweet-looking, long-haired guy behind the counter. He gave a lopsided, lazy grin to the group of girls while he handed out cups of coffee. Bryan Harlowe. He’d been working at Haut Cafe for a little over a year now, ever since he transferred from the local community college, making Greta look forward to her coffee break a little more ever since.

How my mouth got used in a semi-public area [blowjob]

After writing the other story, I remembered that a similar thing actually happened a few years prior. This one happened in a somewhat public area so is probably better suited for this sub.

Anyways, here it goes:
There was this man I had a strange relationship with. We were close friends that also fucked a lot. A FWB. I am calling him a man instead of a guy because, being in his mid-thirties, he was also the oldest guy I ever fucked. We both always wanted more sex and would fuck as much as our available free time and location allowed – which ended up being about 3 times a day. I would give him everything he desired sexually and he would give me everything I desired sexually. We would cuddle closely all night and he would fill me with cum everyday.

Let’s Have a Study Break [M18, F23]

Despite the current trend of entering into college with a five year plan, majors decided upon, and internships three years out lined up in order to justify the enormous debt that we would all be accruing over the next four years, I started college with no plan, no major, and not even a thought of a possible internship. My thought process was that all of that would work itself out, and in the meantime, I would not be at home with my parents and sisters. This thought process led to me signing up for some of the more obscure general education classes. One of these courses was Theater History. In high school I had taken two years of drama to fulfill my vocational requirement, acted in a few plays, and even directed my own one act play. I was by no means a drama geek, but I enjoyed the theater and thought that it would be a nice change of pace from my math and science heavy schedule.

Stripping Nude and Masturbating on Stage at a Local After Hours Club [My Fantasy Realized]

I am a real stewardess and fly for a Major US Airline but you won’t see me like this on your flight or know that I am an admitted exhibitionist. Simply put, I enjoy masturbating for men while they watch. It’s my favorite way of sexually expressing and satisfying myself – my fantasy really. As an exhibitionist and a flight attendant, I take advantage of my travels to find men interested in helping me, whether it’s a pilot or a male flight attendant on a layover, maybe some guys on the hotel staff or even a group of strangers if I can arrange it. As long as someone is watching me, I get off to it.

My After Hours Club Experience

One of my male friends suggested I try performing my fantasy of stripping and masturbating on stage at a downtown after hours club. He knew about my fantasy and said he found something I should consider. So we visited a local After Hours Club he frequented in downtown San Antonio. He said he knew the manager and had told him about me. The manager said he was interested in meeting me. So that weekend I was introduced to him and we talked about my exhibitionist fantasy and how I had already performed for a group of friends several times and that I really enjoyed it.