[MF] my fist christmas party.

Ok, so I’m 18, had a good job and moved out of the house. Didn’t have a great place, a very small house. Had some used furniture, not many groceries ever, But usually plenty of beer. My buddy moved into the spare bedroom to spilt the rent. Well, he had a gf and I didn’t, the noises they made on some nights she was there made me crazy. Ugh. Well, we would drink a lot when we could get it.

It was late November and we didn’t really have a large friend group. Just out of high school, some went to college most just got jobs. We were not college kind of guys. We didn’t really want to hang with our families, we were out on our own. Had plenty of money and decided to have a Christmas party. Hey we were our own men now. Got the world by the ass. We made really good money and went all out. No food but dang we got a lot of booze.

I had Frat Party Gangbang [FM]

I’m really missing group sex, so I’ve been reminiscing about my wildest times.

I went to a frat party, it didn’t start out extra rowdy or anything, and I didn’t expect what happened to happen, but I’m glad it did.

I hit it off with a guy and we were flirting pretty hard, and towards the end of the night we decide to head up to his room. Obviously, stuff happens and I end up naked on my hands and knees. While he’s fucking me doggy style, another guy opens the door. The guy fucking me stops, and we just kind of stay there in position for a minute before the guy in the door jokingly asks if there’s room for one more.

Being the lil whore I am, I tell him sure. The guy behind me gets back to work, and the new guy steps up and drops his pants. I start sucking on him, getting spit roasted for a bit before #1 blows in my pussy while the party starts to die down. The first guy gets dressed while I’m still sucking his friend.

The Art of Sucking Dick [FM] [FFM]

My apologies I haven’t written in a while. I am indeed a real attorney which unfortunately gets in the way of my online sex life (and IRL but that’s a different story).

Anyway, I’d like to take a break from my regular storytelling to talk about a subject that’s very dear to me: sucking dick. I have an intricate history with this experience that I feel is worthy of its own post.Why do I love sucking dick? Because I’m fucking great at it. I realize everyone THINKS they’re great at head, but there are reasons I hold this special talent which I promise is about to become clear.

I grew up very religious and convinced myself that while my soul would be damned if I fucked before marriage, head was a righteous loophole. My first boyfriend and I started dating when I was fourteen and for four straight years partook in this practice without actual penetration…. Because God. I don’t want to get too much into underage shenanigans, but we did this several times a week so you can do the math of how much practice I had by the time I turned eighteen and we went our separate ways.

I 20 [M] got with the bar lady 51 [F] at our sports club – part 5

I could’ve made this 20 pages long, but I had to make this as concise as I can. So hope you guys enjoy reading it!

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Having spoken about our sexual fantasies a fair few times, my main one stemming from my exhibitionist side is male stripping type stuff. My ideal would be like the dancing bear porn every lad has seen.

Well a couple weeks later, having shagged Jenny a few times during the week, we are back at the club. Just Jenny and I talking by the bar and she asks me if I’ve worked behind a bar before. I haven’t though I have done some cocktail mixing stuff for some parties my parents have thrown, I usually am the go to man for a nice drink I can’t lie. Im just not that big of a fan of beer to be honest!

Well the reason she actually asked was because she was having a bunch of her girlfriends over for a party and wondered if I would do some cocktail mixing for her, she made sure that she will make it worth my time. So I obliged…

[MF] My GF [F18] and I [M18] Fucked on the 50-Yard Line of Our High School Football Field on a Dare. [exhibitionism] [long]

This happened while my wife and I were still dating and in our senior year of high school. Please forgive me for any minor details / dialog that I’ve forgotten or had to change for privacy. Skip to the ************ page break for the sexy part

I had been dating Alexandra for a couple of months, and things had been going great. I was a lucky bastard as she was a funny, sharp, and smoking hot 5’4”, 115 lb redhead. Things were hot and heavy as always at home, but we had learned to control our impulses a little bit while we were at school. The close call in the broadcasting studio from a previous story made us rethink diddling each other’s naughty bits while at school. I can’t truthfully say we didn’t do it at all anymore, we were just much more discreet about it.

The one thing that incident did bring to light for both of us, is that we were into exhibitionism. During our younger years in college, we had lots and lots of sexual experiences in public and semi-public places. Fucking in public was so fucking hot that it became our go-to kink early on. We have since stopped the public stuff since camera phones became a common thing… and we have zero interest in being caught by some rando on their phone. The Internet is forever, friends.

The Massage Wand Tester – part 2/3 (F- solo, exhib, voy, con)

“From the bakery across the street. We provide this to all our participants. Wait till you try the bagels – they’re to die for!”

Marsha must have noticed her expression of distrust.

“Well I’m going to tuck in – early lunch for me! Join me at your leisure.”

Eventually the lure of the delicious smells got the better of her, and she joined Marsha in the feast. The bagels were chewy and fresh; the croissants melt in the mouth. By the time she was full she had forgotten the reason for being there in the first place, especially as she and Marsha had gotten onto the subject of acting. As it turned out, her son was in the business and was about her age.

“You should meet him, he’s got so many connections. He was in an Alan Bennett play last year and things just kind of took off for him after that. You never know when you might get your big break.”

“That’s why I’m so desperate to go to this audition next week. I just have a really good feeling about this part.”

“Of course! Great things are gonna happen for you, I know it.”

[MF] How the camel statue got [M]e laid

I realize this is a little long winded but I think the set up deserves just as much attention than the dirty bits, so here you go.

“Where the FUCK is Gary?!”

Now although this may seem like a simple question with a simple answer, it was anything but.

First off, I’m about 5’9” and 210 pounds, got a little extra cushion here and there, and a half decent beard. Classic dad bod with a respectable amount of hair. I’ve always been in ok shape but nothing to write home about, same for my downstairs: grower not a shower, 7 inches and a little thicker at the head then base.

When the penultimate question was posed I was standing on the lanai of the house me and 2 high school friends were renting as we all attended a nearby university. The neighborhood surrounding the house was well known as a college student haven. Low rent and lower standards were the norm. I had recently started a graveyard shift job to help pay for school. The question of Gary’s whereabouts was posed to me as I arrived home from a shift, it was early morning and the sun had just peeked up above the horizon.

Being a bad friend[Cheating][MF]

This story took place in my mid 20s. Me and Joey were not best friends but we both liked to party and hung out in the same circles. We had been friends for a couple of years, and before him and his girlfriend started dating, we would go out with each other and drink and occasionally crashed at each others houses.

It was no secret in the group of friends about my size, Joey had even seen me naked a few times at the gym. So anytime he brought girls around and if we had even the smallest of connections he would get jealous and often drink so much he would black out.

Him and his girlfriend Adrienne who had been dating for a few months had hung out with me 3-4 times before that night with no problem. Adrienne was a little Hispanic girl with long dark hair down to butt. In the few times we hung out I never sensed a connection but was honestly not looking for one.

Out of my shell (oral, drunk, reluctant, domme, party)

“Kara it’s good to see you! So glad you came!” Jenny greeted me at the door with a hug.

“Thanks for inviting me!” I replied as we moved our way inside. “What’s going on?” I asked curiously. Jenny had invited me to a study group for our midterm, but there was quite the party going on it seemed. Jenny told me her boyfriend Tom had invited a bunch of his teammates to hang out, we’d be studying in her room while they did their thing. I caught sight of the living room when we walked past, and wow, it was packed. Half the school’s football team was probably there. I hoped they would be quiet enough for us to study.

We made our way upstairs and huddled in Jenny’s room. The two us were joined by Beth and Mindy, who I simply knew as two of Jenny’s friends from class.

We got right to work and things were going great, we studied, chatted a bit, and generally had a pretty good time. After about half an hour Tom popped his head in.

Molly and Brayden: My long distance cuckolding relationship. (Part 3: Their first fuck) [M/F]

So if you’ve been following my last posts (which I would recommend at least skimming prior to reading this), you’d know that my girlfriend Molly and I were in a long-distance relationship shortly after college. After sharing fantasies with her, she eventually started fooling around with her friend Brayden. So far, she had given him head and he came on her tits. Then on a separate day, she sucked him off again and he came in her mouth. Then he went down on her and made her cum. They came close to fucking, but didn’t. Afterward, the three of us decided to plan it for the following weekend. So this is the story of the first time that Molly fucked Brayden.

The week leading up to it, Molly and Brayden made a commitment to not see each other. They knew if they did, temptation might get the better of them. Plus, the anticipation would make it all the hotter when they did sleep together.

Molly gave me Brayden’s number the Tuesday of that week. It just made sense, given that we all recognized the importance of communication and so I could have an ongoing conversation with both parties to help navigate the fetish and set boundaries.