A 6 hrs night to remember [MF]

I was always unique kind of nerd or ambivert , who knew his stuff and what surrounded him but still lacked what it means to have a partner or I can say a sexual partner.

I met this girl Rachel during my second year of college during a fest and first sight I was intrigued by her beauty , quite taller than me, big dark eyes but I couldn’t reach out to her coz I had a belief that being average guy it would be quite impossible to make contact or even have sex. Still gathered my all strengths like Black Adam(comics fans would get this) I reached out to her and I can tell you whatever my mind prepared to talk to her , it was quite opposite and we started hanging out , chatting and stuff .

She had a boyfriend who wasnt that serious in relationship , coz he was kind of fuckboy who keeps wondering on girls, but I could not understand why she was still onto him. Months go by , I couldn’t initiate any move or sex chatting with her thinking that would make my things worse, then one day she tells me she and her bf took a break in relationship , this also I couldn’t understand.

[F]irst time exploring with a [F]riend

This happened the summer of 1997 shortly after HS graduation for reference.

The summer before college is truly a unique time in one’s life. You are on the cusp of being an “adult” but are still holding on to the the idea of being forever young. And I was taking stock of my experience before college. I was not a virgin, I had sucked more than a couple cocks, I had been eaten out. At this time I had not had group sex but was open to it and had never hooked up with a girl.

I ended up taking a job at a local sandwich shoppe. It was owned by a married couple and whereas the wife was clearly where the money came from (her maiden name was that of the wealthiest family in the area) but her misogynistic husband ran operations. I was one of 3 girls working there under the age of 40, and one of 2 girls working there under the age of 30 along with another recent HS graduate named Kristy. The two of us were the recipients of most of the sexual comments made by the owner. He would do things like make us retrieve things from the freezer so he could watch our nipples get hard. Whereas guys could wear what they wanted, we were encouraged to wear shorts or preferably skirts. So Kristy and I became fast work friends and support partners.

When I [F]inally Gave In To Te[M]ptation

This happened in the early part of second year of law school when I was 25 and had been married for about 18 months. So infidelity trigger warning.

Those who have read my stories before know I was and still am very sex positive. In my early to mid-20’s I was in the best shape of my life. I was down to a size 8 with full 34C boobs and very little jiggle left. My husband and I were going to the gym multiple times a week. At this point my workout regimen was producing better results than my husband and I was getting a lot of attention.

This particular September morning, my husband woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Every little thing was annoying him and he was being a dick. Before he headed out to work I reminded him I had a late class and a study group that night so I would not be home until late. He made a snide, hyperbolic comment about me never being home anymore, despite this only being one night per week. So he had me in a mood too before I left.

A Dish Best Served Hot [M/F][Cheating][Long Read] Part 4.99

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Two hours. That seems to be his limit.

Raissa and Victor laid on the bed, under their cum stained mess of a comforter. Their hair messy and sweat struck, standing on end or just completely frazzled.. Their chest rose and fell and Victor could barely lift an arm. Raissa realized that she is in a worse position as she had worked out earlier and her muscles were already a little sore, and while the pleasure that wracked her for the past two hours have helped her emotionally and mentally, the physical toll it took is something else. Still, she woul do this again. This two hour romp has caused her to become very hungry, and she cursed at herself for not ordering food when they were in the bar.

Victor, upon hearing Raissa’s stomach grumble loudly, laughed just a little too loud. Raissa’s hand weakly went to his mouth and tried to shut it.

“I am hungry, Querido,” she whined as she scooted closer to him and laid against his chest. She could hear his heart as it started to slow down back to normal.

“Room service, Sweets?” Victor offered which Raissa answered with a moan.

A Dish Best Served Hot [M/F][Cheating][Long Read] Part 4

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***V: I don’t fucking know man, she said she wanted to see you three. So just get your ass over to Oliveira in 109th.***

***G: You don’t think my fatass knows where the best restaurant is in?***

***K: Why does she want to see us anyway?***

***V: I just said I don’t know. Just be honest and be nice. I really like her.***

***W: Putang ina mo (fuck you -Tagalog-)! We’re always nice!***

***V: That’s the spirit.***

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Kaz, Wigs and Greg were lead towards the back of the restaurant and they were seated and water is served promptly.

Kaz leaned in close and the others did as well. “Don’t fill up on potatoes,” was all he said as he gave a knowing nod.

“Motherfucker, don’t tell me what to eat. I know what I’m about!” Greg snarled as he got up and made his way to the center of the restaurant where the sides, salads and charcuteries are kept.

“I heard this place has the best top sirloin,” Wigs started as he rubbed his hand in anticipation. Greg soon came back and sat, his plate has a large dollop of mashed potatoes and a few pieces of salami.

My Friends and their competitive fucking

To So this story happened at the end of my junior school year. school would end at the beginning of June. So on the last Friday of April, the 4 of us went to have lunch after school. At the restaurant, Sam would come up with an idea, she would say that since school would end in a month, she declared that she, Mallory and Julia play a game throughout the month of May. Now… because our group treats sex as a normal activity the 4 of us would do, it ended up making Mallory and Sam quite competitive. They would do things either with themselves, or with me to one up the other. Like this one time, they wore buttplugs the entire day to see who took it off first (Mallory lost that one) and another time they would play a game of Uno, and the winner of the game would get dicked down 2 out of 3 (Sam lost that 2-1).

Good God I’m in a Hentai Now!

I have told you about my two fuck buddies, Mallory and Samantha. But they aren’t my only friends in the school, there’s a third. This story began the same week I met Mallory, but the steamy parts happened after I started fucking Sam, so its another long story.

So around the same week where I would meet my first Friend with Benefits, Mallory, I decided to join the school’s anime club. I enjoy anime so obviously I would go there to spend my Fridays. The first two weeks it was pretty normal, people watched anime, talked about it etc. The Thursday after however, I noticed there was a girl sitting reading a manga while everyone was watching a show. I saw it was Miss Kobayashi’s Dragon Maid, so I sat beside her to spark a conversation. She was a cute Asian girl, and she engaged in the conversation well. She would introduce herself (Lets call her Julia), and we would have a pretty lively conversation. She was wearing pretty baggy clothing, track pants and a loose hoodie. We ended up becoming friends that day, and I would also find out that we were in the same AP English Class. This was around the time Mallory and I were hanging out normally, such as going to the gym together.

(M)y School’s Cheerleader Squad hid a Gem. Part 2

Another week after that, another Pep Rally was announced on Friday of that week where the school would give the 8th Graders a tour of the school, and then welcome them into the school for next year. I wanted to hangout with Mallory and Sam after because we were gonna have a three day weekend, so I decided to wait at the cafeteria for them. Mallory said she needed to do some after school work so she went to do that. After about 20 minutes of waiting, I was approached by Sam, she was wearing her cheerleader outfit, and seeing it up close, I could tell her fat white tits were spilling out of her bra. She asked me what I was doing, I told her I was waiting for her and Mallory, but that Mallory is busy. She then told me that she wasn’t feeling well so she asked to not attend the Pep Rally, so she asked if I wanted to hangout with her, and of course, I said yes. We walked around the school, and with her beside me, I could smell the perfume she was wearing, but all that was in my mind were the constant jiggling of her massive milkers within that tight cheerleader outfit. She then told me excitedly, “I found something really cool in the gymnasium building, I wanna show you”. Walking around the gymnasium building I noticed it was definitely older than the rest of the school. She took me to this old bathroom that’s not used, and then took me into a stall. She then told me that Mallory kept talking about mine and her sexual experiences together after the day she told her we were fuck buddies… and then the words that shocked me, “I want in” said Samantha. And to be honest, I could not take it anymore, I said yes please without hesitation because I’ve wanted to fuck this fat assed white girl since the day I met her. And as soon as I agreed, she took off her cheerleader uniform top, where I finally got to see her small bra trying its best to hold her heavy honkers trying to spill out, my cock could not stop throbbing, as it just wanted her more than anything. Sam then pulled my jeans down and slowly started stroking my cock. I leaked so much on her hands she stopped to lick it off then started sucking while caressing my balls. I hope Mallory doesn’t see this but at the time I thought Sam sucked better (They used to compete a lot). What made me glad at that time is that Mallory didn’t come to school the day before and she didn’t have the time to suck me off in the morning that day either, so my fat balls were absolutely full and blue, and with Sam’s sucking and ball squeezing, I could definitely feel I was on the verge of really cumming.

(M)y first Sexual Experience back in Highschool

This ones a bit long and the sex comes pretty late so i apologise.

During the second half of my Junior year in highschool (that’s Grade 11 for people living outside the US) I transferred to a new school. Obviously being an introvert, I wouldn’t really approach and talk to people, so for the first few days I wouldn’t make that many friends. I just went on with classes normally and went on my way.

However, around my 2nd week in school, during our history class, we were given a group project, and we would be in teams of two. And I got grouped with this Latina girl (Let’s call her Mallory). She was definitely pretty, and we didn’t talk much on our first day but we did our introductions and she seemed like a nice girl. But on the second day we met, I saw that Mallory was wearing a tight shirt and I noticed that her tits were absolutely massive (She said she was a 34F). I had no idea that she was hiding all of that because she was wearing a pretty loose top the first day we met. Throughout the day I couldn’t stop staring at them, and it was hard to sit near her due to my hard-on. And because the group project was a two week long ordeal (and this was an AP class so a lot of work) I could not wear jeans, and decided to wear loose track pants to give my dick more room.

Night Out [MF] [BDSM] [public/group sex]

I’m fidgeting in my seat, thighs sticking to the vinyl bench. I peel one off leg then the other, gingerly – I know I will be repeating the process in five minutes. I curse my choice of skirt this evening; I froze in the line outside the club but once inside my legs melded with the furniture. The slit that looked alluring while I was standing up, showing a generous flash of thigh, became a bit of a problem once I was seated. The stretchy material keeps creeping higher and to the side as we huddle in our booth. I eye you across the table as I shift again, losing yet another layer of skin on the backs of my legs.

You’re nervous, not sure where to look so your eyes keep darting around the room behind your mask. “What if I stare at someone and they think it’s an invitation?!” You had hissed n a near-panic before having the wristband system explained by the front desk clerk in a thick Québécois accent. We giggled as the paper bands were affixed to our wrists, but the unease wasn’t entirely fake. It was our first time at this particular type of club, and we were both excited and nervous. So nervous, in fact, that despite the available local options we had waited until a conference in far-off Montreal provided us with the option to explore without running into anyone we knew. Canada is full of “big little cities” and the idea of recognizing an acquaintance was enough to give us both pause.