[MF] The First Time I(19) Ever Got Handsy With a Girlfriend(18)

Hello. Fan of the subreddit, enjoy all your fun stories. I’m not a very sexually experienced person, mostly because I’m not very outgoing with new people. I need to just say screw it and put myself out there more.

Little Bit of Backstory

Anyways, although this story isn’t the juiciest, it happened back when I was brand new to the dating game. I was 18 going on 19 then (21 now) and usually just focused on gaming and school. Girls were of no concern since I had no mojo. Out of respect I’ll just refer to her as Chloe. She was a friend of a friend and just turned 18 (grade below me) at the time. High School lunch was fun, our little group always had each other cracking up. We’d even play Mario kart on my friend’s Switch.

Over a couple months of knowing we went from friends to having crushes on one another. At 18 I was like 5’8’’, bright blonde hair, dark glasses, not thin but not husky, slight muscle definition as I do work out. Chloe was a little taller than me, dark eyes, brown hair, big smile, luscious lips, tan skin, average bust, cute little butt. She almost always dressed in graphic t-shirts and usually no makeup. But she made sure she looked good, never felt like “one of the guys”, and had a wonderful sense of humor.

The Nice Guy [MF]

I was drinking in a bar alone on a Thursday night after a bad day of work reflecting on the past year of my life. After my girlfriend left me, I had been in a downward spiral and didn’t know when it would stop. I was working a dead end job and living in a shitty apartment. I liked this bar because it reflected how shitty I feel. It was a small dive bar that felt like an old time saloon. It was dim lit, had a single bar that ran the length of the room, and a few cocktail tables throughout. Most of the stools and decoration were falling apart and the carpet smelled like 20 years of cigarettes and beer.

I sat in my sorrows with my hat pulled down low, beard grown and scraggly, wearing an old t-shirt and jeans. As I sipped on a glass of bourbon, a group of twenty-something aged beautiful women walked up to the bar to order drinks. I didn’t bother attempting to be social given the state of my emotional health, but of course fate had other plans. The enthusiastic group brought energy and cheerfulness that I hadn’t seen in some time. Upon chatting and waiting for their drinks, a beautiful redhead woman wearing a tight white tank top, jeans, and brown heels bumped into me.

High School Study Group – Part 1 [M/F] [Shower] [masturbation] [anal play] [tease] [teen] [nsfw]

My phone shook in my fingers slightly as I typed out the words, “You going to study group? ?” and hit send.

As soon as I did, I had a sinking feeling in my stomach. The thought of him next to me always made my heart pound a little faster and my pussy ache little harder.

I had asked our teacher after class if I could be in the same study group as one of the other girls in biology class, but really it was DJ that I wanted to be grouped with. At least “DJ” was what we all called him. He was an exchange student from Ireland and his actual name was Deaglan Jack Cooney, but his close friends started calling him DJ and it just kind of stuck.

I’m not sure if it was just because he was foreign or some other reason, but the moment I saw him I was struck by his beauty. There was a deep intensity in his eyes, yet a playful softness in smile.

The Teachers Assistant [mf]

I was most likely going to be the only one who showed up out of my group. Probably because everyone else thought the final would be easy. I didn’t think I’d have any trouble with it either, but I’d take any excuse to be alone with her.

Walking through the library I saw it was mostly empty except for a few what I assumed to be seniors spread sporadically, nose deep in their textbooks. Their baggy sweatpants and sweatshirts gave them away.

Then there was her; nestled in a back corner, out of view of everything else, surrounded by shelves of books, wearing one of her yellow sundresses that I quickly noticed was on the shorter side.

“Hey, sorry I’m late.” I say as I put my things down next to the table. I go and stand against the wall with my hands in my pocket, trying not to look too excited.

“It’s okay, you’ll probably be the only one coming anyway.” she replies with a smirk.

As soon as I hear that my heart speeds up a little.

I Love [F]ucking [m]y partner in public

This happened this past weekend on a fun trip at the beach. We have had sex in public on multiple occasions and I might share those stories later. Just wanted to get this one out while it was fresh. We were visiting old friends of my boyfriend. We werent sure how or where but we both wanted to find somewhere to get down over the weekend. We are both young and attractive looking. He is 5’6″ very lean and cut muscles. He often goes without a shirt. I’m 5’5″ dark brown eyes and curly hair, yoga body. We are both in our 30’s with no kids (yet). There were a bunch of recent high school grads all over partying and we were often confused for seniors and carded due to our young looks.

I unfortunately hurt my foot playing in the water and had to rent a wheelchair to get around in order to be able to hang with the crew and still have fun. We spent time in a pool bar enjoying a couple piña coladas then discovered there was also an indoors jacuzzi. This was great for my foot pain. We went in with a friend and there were some families around. The hot tub was very romantic.

[M]y Story of the Cat[F]ishing Dom of NYC

I shared this story with a friend here on Reddit and decided to post it to this sub as well. It is probably equal parts humorous as it sexy… and I apologize in advance as this may be a bit long. You can scroll to the “===============” marker to jump straight to the naughty part.

A group of us were in NYC to cheer up a buddy who had recently gone through a divorce. It was a standard brotastic weekend, mostly harmless and filled with drunken laughs, machismo driven competition, and way too much food. At times, I can be an extreme introvert and knowing this, I had lied to the rest of the group and said I was actually departing about 12 hours earlier than actually scheduled – giving me a good excuse to turn in early on the last night of the trip. My plan was to get some good sleep while everyone was out on the town, wake up to leave early in the morning, and enjoy a full day to myself to just walk the city and maybe people watch while enjoying an audiobook.

Wife’s Corruption into a Biker Gang [Cheating] Part 2

*This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.*

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Day after day passed since that event at the mall in which she had come face to face with the motorcycle club out at the parking lot. There hadn’t been a moment at all throughout the days since then that the “what if” thought floated through her head, wondering just what would have happened had she decided to take the biker up on his offer and rode on his bike together with the rest of his group. Would she have just gave herself just like that to that dangerous man the moment the ride ended? Images of his large tattoo-ed body came to her mind as she imagined him on top of her, his muscled body pinning her down to the bed as he gave strong powerful thrusts into her tearing her womanhood apart. Shivers went up her spine and her pussy tingled as the fantasy in her mind was so vivid to her.

Hooked up with a random at the beach [FM]

I’m still in shock that this actually happened but here we go… skip to the ++++++ if you don’t want the backstory.

This past weekend a couple girlfriends and myself decided to have our first beach day of the year. The weather predictions kept changing (sunny/rain) and we didn’t know what to expect but we decided to make the best of it anyways.

The PLAN was to go to the beach, tan, swim, drink, eat, and chat. We did all of that but the day took a major turn.

It turned out because of all the uncertainty with the weather, the beach wasn’t super busy.

Mostly young families, but there was one big group of people our age towards the back corner of the beach that were drinking and partying as well.

At one point, I went to the bathroom to pass by and check them out, but only the girls were there; the guys were nowhere in sight.

When I got back to our set up, one of the girls asked me if I could help her with something. Without thinking I followed her assuming we were going to the car. It turns out the guys had the same idea and had walked by us trying to check us out so her plan was to cross paths with them.

Disabled guy here (33m). My friend-with-benefits (23f) invited two of her friends (25f & 19f) to join her in having their nipples worshipped by me! I came hands-free! [Group]

I (33m) am a disabled guy with Cerebral Palsy but I never let anything stop me!

Nipple worship is by far my favorite sexual activity. I could do it for hours! My friend-with-benefits (23f) even called me a “specialist”! In fact she was so impressed by my attentiveness to her nipples that she surprised me by inviting 2 of her friends (25f & 19f) to join her. I love surprises like that!

It was one of the best hours of my life – sucking, kissing, pinching, slapping and rubbing their nipples while they moaned!

I tried to pleasure all 3 at the same time whenever possible, or keep moving between them so they all received the same amount of attention. I didn’t want anything in return.

I was so turned on, I came hands-free – which was slightly embarrassing as I was still wearing clothes!! And they orgasmed multiple times.

The absolute best part was eating whipped cream off their nipples – delicious!

A friend [M] I studied abroad with and I [F] hooked up early in the semester [nsfw] [cheating] [true story]

We hadn’t been in the country long; most of us couldn’t name half of the other students in our study abroad group. I stuck close with the girls from my college, one ended up being my roommate, another wasn’t far away on the Metro. In a crash-course language program, I’d made friends with a girl from another small college elsewhere in our home country. The only other student from her college was Kevin, so he joined our group despite being the only guy. In retrospect, I think he liked it more than he let on. Kevin ended up within walking distance of my host family’s place, we quickly became thick as thieves during after-class adventures around our new city, especially since he and my roommate were taking courses at the same place this semester. Before any of us even had time to get to know our host families, all of them had taken off on a long-weekend destination wedding vacation for someone’s daughter. My little friend group wasted no time taking advantage of this country’s lowered drinking age; we stormed the nearest grocery store for a whopping eight bottles of wine, and returned to our place (my roommate and I played the “two of us already live here” card a lot for the rest of the semester; most of our gatherings took place around our host family’s kitchen table) to teach each other drinking games. I hadn’t been a drinker back home, so the smallest amount of wine made me goofy as all hell. After a few hours and disappearing at least six bottles of wine, I changed into my pajamas, and took off my makeup as a hint that I was tired and wanted the party to end.