The Rugby Player. Part I [f/m]

Longtime lurker, first time poster. I was recounting the short version of this to a friend yesterday and remembered that I'd been meaning to post the long version here, for all of you lovelies. It took place over 3 consecutive days so I'll tell it in three parts.

DISCLAIMER – everything is true but I've changed names and some location details for privacy. Also, this first part isn't very sexy. But it's background for the next two steamier parts. You can skip this if you're just skimming for the sex ;)


One year during grad school I took a summer internship in a completely different city. I'd recently broken up with a long-term boyfriend and intended to use that summer to really "find myself" in all the best and worst ways. The city I was moving to for the summer is about 15 hours drive from my home so a good friend of mine and I packed up the car and set out for a crazy summer. We made plans to stop and stay for a night at my uncle's house which was about 2/3 of the way there so we wouldn't have to drive straight through. We had so much fun we ended up staying for two nights before heading off to our destination. But that stopover is where the story begins.

Near miss(ish) with my friend’s gf

I had a small, but tight, group of friends back in college. As you probably know, in situations like this, couples tend to get "recycled", and you can't really hold it against a buddy for getting together with your ex. That said, if a couple was still dating, no matter how rocky, you were expected to back off.

Alyssa pushed that one to the brink for me.

She was dating a good friend of mine, Chad. Alyssa and Chad (obviously not their real names) had been together for as long as I'd known them. Sure, they'd break up from time to time, or cheat on one another (usually instigated by Chad and then Alyssa for balance), but they'd been together almost three years.

On the night of this story, Chad was out of town to visit "friends", which inevitably meant he was getting drunk and picking up some floozie in a bar a few towns over. Alyssa knew this and was having her own private party in her dorm room with a cheap bottle of vodka. That's when I got her drunken call.

"DJ, you've got to come over! Right now!" she slurred into the phone.

[M]y older sister and I “shared” her female best friend [M/F/F threesome]

This story includes some marginal incest between consenting adult siblings. If you don't like that, don't read ahead…

I originally posted this story in /r/incest 2.5 years ago, in Dec 2012. A new Reddit friend who read my post history suggested I post here. So here goes:


I'm male, aged 32. The event described in the title happened in 2005. But first, some back-story:

  • My sister (I shall call her Carly) is my half-sister; same mother, different fathers. She is 7 years and 6 weeks older than me. Her friend (I'll call her Kyla) is only one month younger than her, making Kyla 7 years and 2 weeks older than me.

  • Kyla and I started fooling around one day while she was visiting our place. Our mum had gone out and my sister was taking a nap. Kyla did NOT force me, I was the one who initiated it, and it took some convincing on my part before she gave in. It progressed slowly over several years after that. My sister was suspicious, but never knew for sure (and I found out later she didn't really mind too much). I was hitting puberty, they were late teens when this started in the 1990s. Then it kinda stopped for a few years.

A hot play [mfm] [exh, Fdom, mast, oral, Bi] Part 1 of 2

I tried to write a little fiction about my girlfriend Kitty (K in the story), a guy named Francis (F) and me, Johny (J). Hope you like it! :)

It was a hot day of June, one of those that anticipates the imminent summer. In our flat there wasn't the air conditioner so we had to please ourselves with a little fan that could refresh just a little corner of the room. Around 3 pm the bell rang. I was laying on the bed since half an hour and I wasn't going to lift a finger.

<Honey! The door!> I said to J, my boyfriend, while wiping the sweat from my forehead.

The bell rang again as J was approaching the door. <Comin', comin'> He opened the door and welcomed our friend F. <Hi J. What a hot day! 45 minutes standing up on bus to get here. I'm melting!> As they walked through the hallway near my bedroom I yelled “Hi” to F and he turned back greeting me beyond the opened door. His eyes were starring at me since I was wearing a tight pair of blue shorts and a pinky low-necked tank, without bra, half revealing my nipples shape.

[M]et a very cute [f]ellow redditor yesterday.

We just had sex again for the third time in 12 hours since we met. I'm still exhausted from all the partying and sex from last night, but one thing still lingers on my mind: My god she gives great head. Slow, methodical, teasing. Her lips lightly grip my cock head as she torturously slides the entire length of my cock into her mouth, hilt-deep. Definitely top 3 on my list.

I didn't expect anything coming into this. We were both part of a organized reddit hangout where we all met for the first time. I was surprised at how cool everyone was, despite being internet strangers from Reddit. I was expecting at least a few socially awkward types. Nope! it was a really awesome group that didn't end until 3am.

Anna and I briefly talked on our app group chat before meeting up. (what we were doing in the city, where we were from, etc.) Going through all her photos, she was a definite cutie. Pale skin, brunette, and a face slightly resembling Kirsten Dunst.

New workout regimen, or, “I lived close to her job, and she had an hour every day for lunch… it was convenience, really.” [M/f]

I met Veronica at a friend's house party. She was pretty, but not stunningly hot. She had some curves, but she wasn't fat. She asked a lot of questions that most of us guys thought were funny, but she wasn't stupid. I guess you could say she was average. She introduced herself as Vera (and that's what her friends called her), but I always called her by her full name because I thought Veronica sounded better. Shallow? Perhaps. We hit it off at the party, and I ended up stealing her phone as a prank. I texted myself from her phone while she giggled and tried half-heartedly to grab it back from me. Later in the night a group of people wanted food from the local, late-night Mexican joint, and I was mostly sober, so I offered to drive. Veronica quickly volunteered to go with me. She was a little tipsy, so I used the opportunity to get her to open up and talk about sex. Basic stuff — what's your favorite position, have you ever done this, etc. Nothing else happened that night. We got back to the party and then I left about an hour later when things wound down. We had each other's numbers now, though, and started texting over a couple days.

From religion to hedonism: The erotic pinnacle of (m)y 30 year old li(f)e (LONG)

As we all have different experiences, my most erotic moment may differ greatly from what some others may find erotic – even seem quite tame to some on here. However I've found that eroticism is highly psychological, emotionally charged, and often borne of deep seated, underlying feelings. For me, it perfectly contrasted with a background I sought to combat, to dismantle, and to abandon. My life history created a long buildup to this, a step toward emancipation from certain emotional and sexual chains. Thus I've included some of this background here, lengthy as it may be. Much further down, the final sexual event begins after the line break.

I crave openness.

I crave freedom, pleasure, and the combination of the two.

I wasn't allowed to do anything growing up. Behind the bars of religious teachings I unfortunately believed, I sat and watched the rest of the world enjoy itself. Through my teenage years, I watched life happen from the outside. A party was happening? I wasn't allowed to go. The Super Bowl was on? I was supposed to be in church, again, even though I had already gone that morning. My girlfriend of nearly two years wanted sex? I wasn't allowed to say yes. I was wrong for even kissing her. My private fundamentalist Christian school required me to sign a contract that I wouldn't go to the movies or listen to music with a beat.

A hot play [mfm] [exh, Fdom, mast, oral, Bi]

I tried to write a little fiction about my girlfriend Kitty (K in the story), a guy named Francis (F) and me, Johny (J). Hope you like it! :)

It was a hot day of June, one of those that anticipates the imminent summer. In our flat there wasn't the air conditioner so we had to please ourselves with a little fan that could refresh just a little corner of the room. Around 3 pm the bell rang. I was laying on the bed since half an hour and I wasn't going to lift a finger.

<Honey! The door!> I said to J, my boyfriend, while wiping the sweat from my forehead.

The bell rang again as J was approaching the door. <Comin', comin'> He opened the door and welcomed our friend F. <Hi J. What a hot day! 45 minutes standing up on bus to get here. I'm melting!> As they walked through the hallway near my bedroom I yelled “Hi” to F and he turned back greeting me beyond the opened door. His eyes were starring at me since I was wearing a tight pair of blue shorts and a pinky low-necked tank, without bra, half revealing my nipples shape.

Jake Part XVII – Summer Sun [MF MMFF timestop oral mast reluc nc huml inc voy]

*Hey guys I'm sorry this update took so long. I have at least 3 more scenes on the immediate roadmap, so don't worry about it stopping!

As always, my inbox is open, as is the metapost, so don't be a stranger!*

“Daddy!” someone whined. “Wake uuuuup!”
Jake’s nostrils were filled with a familiar scent of strawberry bodywash. He inhaled deeply and smiled.
“I know you’re awake,” Petra complained.
“Shoosh,” Jake said, wrapping his arms around the girl who had woken him from his nap by straddling his lap. “Sleep time is now.”
Petra whined again, pushing her breasts in Jake’s face. He noticed that they were uncovered, and his eyes snapped open. “Petra, your mother-”
“She’s out,” Petra said, smiling down at him. “Cheryl picked her up for a girls’ night.”
Jake relaxed, kissing the soft skin that was still pressed to his face. “What time is it?”
“I dunno, half past noon?”
“And she’s already out? Huh. I was gonna ask her if she wanted to get lunch or something.” He slid his hands down to Petra’s ass and gave a firm squeeze. “You hungry, princess?”
Petra wriggled into his grp, rubbing down against his lap at the same time. “Bored, mostly.”
“Well why aren’t you out having fun with your new girlfriend, hm?”
Petra scoffed. “Yeah, right You know she’s in love with you. Anyway, her family went out for the weekend. You can tell on account of how she’s not hanging around here trying to get all up ons.
Jake smirked. “All what now?”
“Nevermind. Let’s go out and have fun!”
“Alright… what did you have in mind?”

Goin in on a Tuesday [M/F], [oral]

So this happened a couple of nights ago. I thought about submitting yesterday but was still hanging on a hangover but then woke up fresh today! Unfortunately, I can't say much about Tuesday. I was inebriated to an unhealthy degree. I only know that I thought about how horny I was all day and how I couldn't wait to fuck, let's call him Ken, that night. We had met via phone application and had spent about a month talking about meeting up, very tame stuff. I never took it very seriously and it was fun to just text him occasionally to tell him to come to the bar where I was or to my place, which I never expected him to do, and vice versa. I was in a dry spell, though, and figured I would just make my way to him, especially with how I was feeling that day.

I was going out with a birthday group and he, it sounded like, was staying in. We decided I'd end my night at his place and he sent me his address while I was at dinner. As the night progressed I got hornier and hornier. By the time I got in an uber to get to his place, though, I couldn't tell you up from down. I remember waiting outside the door to get in but it's pretty much black from there on out. What a waste!!