[M]y [F]orbidden fling in college

I had been a late bloomer as far as sex and with other things too. I didn’t even play on my varsity football team until I was a senior in high school. By then I was “man sized”. So that was why I ended up playing at a junior college before I couldn’t play anymore. Fortunately I had good enough grades and got an academic scholarship to a major university.

The university I attended has a lot of foreign students from all over the world. In one of my classes a girl caught my eye, but almost all semester she ignored me like I wasn’t alive. I had found out she was from a very conservative country that frowned upon guys like me, seeing us as inferior. But I had a plan. We got assigned at “random” to an assignment and wouldn’t you know, we were in the same group. After 2 weeks she finally agreed to meet up for coffee. Honestly I didn’t expect much but wanted to see how far this could go.

I [M] worked as a busboy at the hottest sorority [F] house on campus

During my junior year of college, a friend hooked me up with a job at a sorority house on my university’s campus. It was a busboy job — I had to clean dishes, tables and floors, as well as help the chef and “house mom” with whatever else they needed. From what I’d heard about the job, it was a great way to meet cute girls and get free food. At the very least, I’d get a few good meals and some easy money out of it, right? Little did I know that taking that job would lead me to some of the craziest and sexiest experiences of my life… This is the first post of many, so stay tuned as I recount my days as a sorority house busboy:

First, a little bit about me: I’m a slightly above-average looking Brazilian-American guy. I have a slim and athletic build from years of playing soccer, but I’m certainly no David Beckham. This is also relevant context for later on: I joined a fraternity my freshman year since I was from out of state and didn’t really know anyone. It was relatively new and mostly filled with chill and nerdy guys, so it also wasn’t something I really ever brought up when talking to girls.

Lapdance

Things were not great at home. Stress, almost dead bedroom. It was relatively early in the mass market internet era, but I’d already found that there was fap material on it..I found a group where guys talked about strip clubs. I hadn’t been to one in years, and didn’t know much about lapdances and the like. I was horny though and pervy, and read with interest.

There was a club about 30 minutes from my home that I was told had high mileage lap dances, and wasn’t scuzzy. Some guys said they went commando under sweatpants, so they could get a better experience. I didn’t have sweatpants, and suddenly buying them might have taken explaining to my wife.

On a day when I had free time I drove to the club. I stopped along the way at a fast food place, took off my underwear, so I was commando under my slacks.

When I got there I paid the cover charge. And took a table. Ordered a drink. First girl to come over was a tall blonde. Not necessarily my favorite look, but I was too nervous to be picky, and I agreed to buy dances from her. She got to work quickly, gyrating on my cock. She didn’t let me touch her titties, but I did feel the soft skin of her hips.

25 [F] Slight teasing during some zoom calls

Over the past months I’ve been having zoom meetings with a guy who is representing a government group that is providing funding for one of the projects the organization I work for is doing. Overall pretty boring stuff, I also slightly hate online meetings and working from home at this point

Anyways he’s a pretty handsome guy so I decided just for kicks I would try and do something flirty on our calls. i.e getting up to refill my coffee to let him check out my ass in my pj shorts or yoga pants and generally wearing more revealing stuff then you would expect at a meeting.

This week I decided to wear a button up plaid flannel with quite a few buttons undone. In a normal position it showed off some cleavage but when I motioned with my arms the shirt opened up showing off quite a bit of chest and some of my bra.

He didn’t say anything during but he did message me on instagram today saying it’s been great hearing about our project and that it would be nice to meet up sometime. So think I’m going to take him up on the offer, may bring in some more funding haha

An unexpected night at the bar with a friend’s ex [MF]

“Are you guys doing anything tonight? I’m going to be in town this weekend!” I hadn’t spoke to Jackie in at least six months. Dan said he didn’t care if we kept in touch with her but there was discouraging tone that came along with it. Their breakup wasn’t ugly or nasty. Two people who spent their entire college lives together that had different ideas of the future after graduation.

I always liked Jackie. She was “one of the guys.” Liked to drink, swear, watch sports, and was always willing to wingman for Dan’s friends. Sometimes I even wondered if she was bi-sexual with the way she would talk about other girls when out at the bar. There was a collective feeling of disappointment when Dan broke the news that the two of them were splitting and he was moving home.

Without giving it any thought, I quickly sent a text back. “We haven’t talked about plans but I’m sure the guys will be going out. I’ll get some details and let you know later.” To my surprise, the rest of the group felt like it was a betrayal to Dan if we were to meet up with Jackie. Despite my protests and reminders that he said he didn’t care, the guys wouldn’t budge.

[MF] FWB Introduces a Kink that Pays Off With Wife 10 Years Later

My kink was introduced to me in the Summer of 2011. It was a wild and sex filled season for me. It was filled with pool parties, late night parties, and an entry level finance job that was no more than a way to pay for my fun times as 23yr old. I had the most sex I had ever had that summer with too many partners looking back but it was fun and I managed to escape without an STD or a kid. I managed to juggle 3 FWB but one stood out the most. She introduced me to a lot new experiences and ideas, and she had sex drive that was even higher than mine. After the first time we met in May and going through September there wasn’t one time that we hung out where one of us wasn’t cumming. Her name was Tiffany.

Amnesia Was The Best Thing To Happen To My GF [M/F/F/F] Part 33

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It’s been about a week since New Years. While fun, we decided to give Raissa and Victor a chance to come to terms with what they want with each other. I think me being in a polyamorous relationship gave Raissa the idea, but I don’t think Victor is into that kind of a relationship.

My vacation is over, and I have to go back to the office.

Lanie is a great boss. She is, but she has a tendency of hiring on a bias. The office is filled with very attractive women and men. They are all young but they are also fully capable of doing the things thats needed to be done. I don’t have a say on who gets hire, but I’m starting to think she has some sort of evil plan or something.

“Oh, I just like looking at attractive people,” she said when I confronted her. She and I have a great working relationship, and it’s kind of like a sibling relationship, “what? Don’t you like looking at people with nice, plump asses and thick breast? I do. Don’t you dare tell HR that or I’ll fire everyone!”

[MF] The other girls from the Bachelorette Party were all wingman-ing me at a Miami pool party!

(You can skip to the sex stuff after the ***** (it’s a bit long) but I think it’s a fun story! I took some liberties with details but here’s my best recollection of a memorable day at a Miami pool party!)

“I don’t know about you, but I’m getting laid tonight,” I told my friend/roommate for the week. Last night was a bust and there were seemingly infinite single girls at every turn in Miami begging to be swooped up by the eligible bachelors in town. I found one of those extremely “boujee” pool parties, you know, where everyone checks on Instagram and Snapchat to showoff that they’re at *that* pool party, and told my friend we should go.

An hour later, we were dressed in bathing suits and our uber dropped us off at the hotel hosting the pool party. The sun felt like it was tearing into our skin and I couldn’t wait to jump in the pool. There was a cover to get in but she sweet-talked the bouncer, and once he learned that we were from the same state, he let us in, allowing us the privilege of paying astronomical amounts of money for mixed drinks and glorified snacks, but hey, we were in and that’s all we cared about.

[MF] Good Samaritan. Bad Husband.

If you met me in the supermarket you would quickly forget me searching for the next item on your list. Im not that woke, nor that conservative. What few people know is one of my favorite ways to occasionally recalibrate is to go to a club and just ugly dance my ass off. I barely talk to ppl other than the bartender and thanking the DJ if given opportunity.

One night became different when I found myself quietly standing next to a curly haired red head. She was wearing a shirt and blazer, and dress pants. She looked about as out of place as me. I thought about starting a conversation but with the deafening music and since I enjoy the isolation of a crowd I left her be to go dance to a favorite song. When I came back to my favorite out of the way corner she was still there.
So I introduced myself. The club was packed and awkwardly standing next to her in silence seemed worse than forced conversation, at least that’s what the alcohol told me. Turns out the conversation wasn’t that forced, and after several minutes and another drink she joined me on the dance floor. The dancing was a little awkward I’m about 6 foot, she’s probably 5’5, we barely touched, and I loved every minute. Her outfit was collected and reserved. Her smile was honest and uninhibited.

My longtime friend blew me just minutes after her boyfriend broke up with her [MF]

Mia and I were friends since middle school. We didn’t hang much during our college years since we weren’t in town at the same time often, but after we graduated we lived nearby each other and reconnected. We shared some friends and would go out together as a group in the city often. I had a place with some roommates in the city and she lived in the suburbs not too far away. It was common for all of us to go back to my place after the bars closed to either continue the partying or to just crash and go home in the morning.

Mia was a really sweet girl. She was a bit of a hippy, had very dark hair and was on the skinner side. She had dark eyes to match. She didn’t have a huge ass or tits or anything but she never wore a bra, so it was common to see her nipples poking at her shirt. Her lips made up for it though as she had big, thick lips that would probably make any woman jealous.