[FMM] Stereotypical preacher’s daughter [18 at time of story]

I grew up in a small southern town, and spent every Sunday morning sitting in the pews at church while my daddy preached to his congregation.

I developed early and had an insane appetite, so I started acting out.
I used to hook up with the local boys on the football team and let them use me for a good time.

One Sunday the summer before college, I was sitting in the back of the church with my two guy friends on either side of me. We had been outside drinking behind the chapel beforehand and I was starting to get a little frisky. While my dad was talking about some dumb verse I’d heard a million times, I slowly opened my legs and pulled my dress up my thighs.

My crush at the time was sitting to my left and he looked down and smirked at me, sliding his fingers in between my legs.

I put my head back against the pew and closed my eyes, trying not to make any noise. Honestly, my daddy was usually so busy trying to save everybody he rarely even looked at me.

[F] Delivery Driver!

had to share this somewhere because I’ve just had the hottest experience of my life.

I have an avid sex life – i use swinger sites etc to meet men, women, couples etc and just have a good time (im female btw!) and I love risky little endeavours and I have quite a few fetish’s. So last night I was getting ready to attend a adult club, I thought I’d better have something to eat first! I ordered some chips etc from a local takeaway and continued to get ready.

Time passes, the door knocks and I answer without really paying attention to what I’m wearing. The delivery driver looked me up and down and smiled – handed me my food and said ‘you look amazing, onlyfans?’ I laughed and said ‘no, I’m going to an adult club’ She looked a little confused for a moment and said ‘adult? Like strippers?’ Again i laughed and said no, I explained I was really open with my sex life and that I went to basically swingers clubs to hook up. She told me she’d always wanted to go to something like that but didn’t know where to go or start. She asked if she could come inside quickly to ask me some questions about it, take the address for the club etc.

[Group] I am 22F, from a conservative Pakistani Muslim family and used to be in tears at the thought of sex outside marriage. I had my dream gangbang last night.

When in Pakistan I was always considered beautiful but used to dress in a modest and “dignified” way to hide my huge tits and ass and protect myself from the Muslim male gaze which is so incredibly lustful due to their sexual frustration. I thought of myself as pure, angel-like, as the women in my family had taught me to perceive myself as.

At 14 I had started dating someone from my school who wanted to have sex with me but I was too religious to even imagine that. He eventually asked me to get married to him so we could consummate the relationship in a halal way. He basically made a friend murmur some Quranic verses in the presence of witnesses just to shoddily convince me that we were married now, and later had sex with me. A few years later he broke up with me and said the marriage didn’t matter since it was not on paper. I felt betrayed. And it coincided with a bunch of other things that made me question my faith, one of them being multiple Islamiyat teachers molesting me.

I fucked my girlfriend while her best friend watched, but my girlfriend didn’t know we had an audience…(Part II) [MF] [long]

TW: Cheating, but on the person I was with. I have no regrets, hence the flair.

For those of you who need to be brought up to speed, here’s Part I.

Skip to *** for the good stuff.

Diving right in with the key players and their descriptions:

OP: 6′ 6″, 215 and fit, brown hair with blue/brown eyes, and a decent 6.5-7″ dick depending on cardiac output during fun times

Eliza: Girlfriend-now-wife, 5’6″ and 115lb of blue-eyed bottle blonde, bouncing B-cup tits with a thick runner’s ass and Reese Whitherspoon chin.

Kristin: Girlfriend’s friend, sandy brown hair with some curls, pale skin, Irish freckles, and the most gorgeous pale green eyes I’ve seen on a girl. 130lb of fit, gentle four-pack abs, and perfect innie pussy that, let me say now, looked so good spread around my dick. Watched my cum in my girlfriend while jilling off in the corner.

Set-up:

[Group] We went to Oasis in Toronto. Guess what? We loved it.

We went on a date with this couple a while ago but after that the schedules didn’t really work and they live 2h away from the city so it was a hassle. Recently, they texted us saying they are coming to the city to go to a sex club asked if we would join them.

We’ve always wanted to go to Oasis but never had the opportunity so agreed. We are experienced with couples but never been to a club before.

We were there around the agreed time. The staff gave us some introductions about the rules and the club. We’ve already done our research and knew the rules anyways. (We said yes for a tour but it was extremely long so that’s one mistake.) We saw them at the bar in the entrance, said hi and told them that we would find them in the pool.

Meanwhile, we went up and changed. She was wearing a red bikini bottoms (w very small coverage) and I didn’t even bring anything to wear. I love how I look naked, so nudity wasn’t an issue for me. (Not the fittest or anything but there is a look that I want to have and I’m very close to it.)

The Story Of How I Pissed Myself On A First Date and Got Lucky Anyways [MF]

So this is going to be a bit different from my normal posts as the sex isn’t really central to the story. I mean it is a story about sex but I’ve shared various versions of this story with plenty of friends / other dates without the sex part. This is first and foremost a funny story that happened to me a while back and am finally typing it out because it’s a goddamn good story. I am going to be graphic about pissing myself because that’s part of the humor in my mind but if you tryna get off let this be a warning that you should read another story. Come read this one after, you won’t regret it, but I’d say it’s prudent to finish up somewhere else.

So this all started when I was out to dinner with a friend. I had gotten up to go to the bathroom and noticed a woman sitting a couple tables away that I saw and thought “Damn she’s cute”. Dinner continues but as we’re finishing up my friend leaves to go to the bathroom and I think to myself that I’m going to try something I’ve never done before. I quickly decide to rip off a part of my receipt and write my number on it.

The time I plowed through a bachelorette party for a weekend [Group]

So in 2017 I was travelling alone for a few weeks and in one of the bigger cities I stayed I went out on a Friday evening. At a bar I bumped into a bachelorette party from the same country that I am from. We had fun talking with each other, they were only four girls because the two others that were set to come with them got ill IIRC. The women were a few years older than me (I was 20, they were all in their late 20s at the time) but partly because of the alcohol we had kind of a connection and had a great time. It was already a bit flirty, for example they dared me to kiss the bride to be, but all in all still very innocent.

The Kindergarten Teacher’s son [M] 44 or, The Biggest Cock I’ve [F] 37 Ever Seen

Some things are off limits. Some things are not to be touched. So when you find yourself with your head back, screaming, so full with a cock that you couldn’t believe would fit inside you, it’s not like your “life flashes before your eyes”, but you certainly do wonder how the hell a sequence of events brought you here.

I don’t like blond guys. So plain, so boring. Predictable. Burn in the slightest blink of daylight. Mayonnaise as a substitute for personality. At least, that’s how l felt the winter I turned 18. I was extremely judgmental. I would pay for it later.

I didn’t meet Bryn right away. I first met his mother.

Backing up, his mother, “Mrs. K”, was a kindergarten teacher, and she was really great at her job. She hadn’t been my kindergarten teacher, (thank goodness). She didn’t even teach at my old school. I met her through volunteering, and twice a week I would help out in her class, helping adorable little kindergarteners with their letters, and gluing cotton balls to milk cartons to make little “sheep” during “arts and crafts”…far too wholesome for where this story goes.

Wren’s Virginity Part II: The Fallout from the Bullies [FM]

It was the start of summer 2013 and the first time the whole group had been together since school began last fall. As had often been the case in the past, we gathered at Ben’s for a pool party. His older brother who just graduated bought beer and liquor for his “baby brother” because “what else is there to do in a small town?”

I was curious to see how, if at all, the old group had changed. New places, new faces…surely their outlook and demeanor would have changed. Right? Well, apparently teen movies are more accurate than you’d hope and most of them hadn’t progressed past high school. I was never down with these comments, but sadly only four others had changed being away. We shared looks of discomfort and disgust as they ripped on the “queers and weirdos.”

Especially Ben. He and his brother were spoiled. The only time he didn’t get what he wanted was me, and that’s mostly because I saw no redeeming qualities in him. Plus, he was the lead when it came to bullying and the most obsessed with my virginity.

The Accidental Dick Pic Pt. 05 [F30/F52/M32/M62] [Anal] [Hand Job] [Femdom]

*I really advice you to read the previous parts first.* [*They are over there*](https://www.reddit.com/r/dirty_boy69/comments/vkqa1k/the_accidental_dick_pic/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)*. Enjoy your read.*

The days flew by. My workdays went over fast. My workmates were still talking behind my back, because they figured out, that I had something up and running with someone from far far higher up. After work, I went shopping. I bought myself some new clothes, a new watch and a new, fancy looking suitcase. In other words, I did as I was told.

It didn’t took long then it was Saturday. I got up relatively early. I went to the bathroom, took a shower, shaved myself and then I put my last items into my brand new suitcase. Then I had some breakfast, some coffee and then I went downstairs. Waiting to be picked up and brought to the airport.

Five minutes earlier as scheduled a big black car drove around the corner. I immediately knew that it was my pick up, because cars like that, not common at all in the part of town I lived in. I got my confirmation when the car stopped in front of me. The driver got out and asked me for my suitcase. I handed it over to him. He stowed it away in the trunk. Then he opened the back door of the car.