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[M]y first encounter

Long time lurker here, finally doing my first post. Kinda nervous about it but I hope ya guys enjoy hahah (I’ll mark when the spice starts).

This happened 3 years ago when I was 19, and just starting out at Uni. In the UK, the first few weeks are always heavily party focused (probably all the nightclubs doubling down on making us regulars), so there’s always something going on every evening. It was just into my second week, and I had finally settled down. Some guys at a society i had recently joined were inviting new members out on a bar crawl, and naturally, eager to prove I could consume copious amounts of alcohol with the best of them, I tagged along, £80 in my wallet and happy to finally be socialising like a normal student. Read more »

I got set up with a sexy Brazilian Phd. and the sex was amazing. [MF]

I had been single for a few months, though I did have the occasional hook up, and I was sleeping with a married polyamorous woman who was in an open relationship occasionally. None of my friends knew that though, I was keeping that low profile given the circumstances. Well, my being unattached — when that was not a common thing for me — prompted one of my friends to try to set me up. I didn’t realize that was what was happening at the time, but it was very thoughtful, if not entirely the wrong person for me.

Here is the setup. One my friends from Brazil, Juliana, sent me a message one night asking me to meet her at a bar near her apartment. This wasn’t an entirely abnormal request and I had no real plans so I told her I’d be there in a little while. I assumed she was there with her husband and maybe a few other mutual friends — she and I never hung out 1:1 — so I took my time getting ready before meeting her at the bar. It turns out it was just her and her friend who I will call Fernanda who I hadn’t met before. Read more »

Week away for new job [MF]

First post, long time reader. Thought id try and share a story to see if i enjoy it as much as reading them.

A few years ago i started my first ever proper professional job. I got sent to head office in the capital city for a week of orientation with a number of new starters. Ranged from entry level to management (I was a graduate so one of the youngest there).

First day at work was quite slow. At night everyone went for a drink after work but a few of us younger ones stayed on and had some food. One of the girls, Carly was cute enough but had a great body (I love it when girls with curves know how to dress with business attire). She was about average height, brunette, a few years older and i remember slightly bigger than normal nose. We got along but no better than anyone else. We all called it a night fairly early.

The next day at work having broke the ice everyone was alot more friendly. Work took us out to dinner and afterwards the same group decided to go get some drinks and carry on to a few bars. we all drank quite abit and the crowd thinned out until there was only Carly, myself and 2 others who were off talking to each other in a booth. Read more »

Out of Place – [MF] [D/S] [Mental Dominance] [Slow] the woman at the party.

Once again, phone written so excuse errors. As an additional note, the build up in this little piece of writing is far too lengthy, but I felt it was neccessary for context. This is a very slow story, so if you are seeking physical action, it may not be of interest to you.

I still refer to her as “the woman at the party,” despite having learnt her name in the days that followed. I’ve chosen to write up this experience not for what it was, but what it wasn’t.

Fantasy often relates to things which could not happen or we don’t truly want to happen. We treat it as the less serious, the less real, the hollow dream. But occassionally moments of fantasy are not for exploring the less real, they’re for seeing the MORE real. By that I mean our imaginations can strip away shallow worldly things in a given moment, allowing us to experience a more “real” version of ourselves and others, free of the riff-raff and boring surrounds, even if it never comes to physical fruition. I find this ability of our imagination to fantasise the “more real” utterly delightful, and it is exactly what occurred between me and the woman at the party. Read more »

[MF] The Confessions of Eli Austin: Chapter 4.03 | The voyeur from the party

*Author’s Note: As I intend to compile all of these stories into one eventual document, I’m not going to describe myself within the body of each story. Instead, I’ve decided to include a description of myself at the top of each story.*

__The Confessions of Eli Austin: Chapter 4.03 | The voyeur from the party__

My Age During This Chapter: ~21 years old

My Description: A 6’2, 220 lbs., white American male. At this age, I was participating in a collegiate sports program and was fairly muscular. I have broad shoulders, a light tan, large hands, blue eyes, and (at this time) dark brown hair that is styled in a crew cut.

Setting: An urban college campus in the early 2000’s.

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__The Confessions of Eli Austin: Chapter 4.03 | The voyeur from the party__

School had only been back in session for a few weeks when I was invited to a friend’s house to watch the football team play a road game. We hadn’t hung out a whole lot but I thought a change of scenery could be just the thing I needed after a rough start to the semester. Justine was gone, Leena and I weren’t on the same page, and all the girls from my old dorm now lived elsewhere on campus. Read more »

[MF] Caught masturbating by my friend’s sister

This happened a few years ago. I was 22 at the and had just gone out for my best friend Ben’s 22nd birthday. Ben and I shared an apartment near the college we both went to and his sister (20) was spending the weekend with us. She went to a college in the same state so she would come hangout with us from time to time. Let’s call her Jess. Jess was short at about 5’2 with a cute face and long dark hair. She’s probably about a B cup but her ass and legs are what makes me really attracted to her. Thick thighs and a fat ass (probably from working out so much).
While we were out Jess and i had danced a bit. She was always a little flirty with me and i reciprocated right back at her but it was always playful. This night, however, she was much more direct. She was wearing a tight fitting dress that really showed off how great her body was, and every guy at the club would turn to see her ass as she walked by. Im not much of a dancer but i was doing my best dancing with our group of friends when she turned and started dancing on me. Her ass was pressed up against me and she was showing me how well she could move. i was mesmerized. It didn’t take long for me to start to get hard and she could definitely feel it. She looked back at me with a smirk on her face and said “not bad”. We danced for a bit but that was it for now.
So we get back to our place and we all change into comfortable clothes and eat some food before bed. Im still rock hard and i know I’ll have to take care of that before i go to sleep. We all felt the need to shower since we were all sweaty messes from all the dancing. Ben went first and then went to his room. I was a gentleman and let Jess go next. She came out of the shower and decided to wrap herself in the smallest towel we had to tease me (she knew what she was doing to me). “Your turn…goodnight!” she said as she walked passed me on her way to the couch. I took a long relaxing shower. I was probably in there for an hour. At this point it’s about 4 am. I can hear Ben snoring and i assumed Jess was asleep at this point so i decided now would be a good time to jerk off. I didn’t even bother going to my room, i couldn’t wait anymore. Since Jess is the one that got me hard i decided i would pull up her instagram and jerk off to her pictures. She had a bunch of pics showing off her figure in bikinis, tight dressings, leggings, you name it. I find one of her showing off her ass and start stroking. I was probably jerking off for a few minutes when i heard Jess knock on the door and start to turn the handle “are you okay in there?”. Fuck, i guess i didn’t lock the door. I panicked and froze, phone in one hand, my dick in the other. She stuck her head inside and saw me sitting there. At first she looked shocked but she didn’t look away or leave Read more »

Jacking It With the Dallas Cowboys!

In a period of fifteen years, from three naked young women in a cabinon Vancouver Island, British Columbia, the Sacred Followers of RoscoeForthright grew in size. After a full year of planning, most of theFollowers traveled to Dallas, Texas for a group ceremony, far largerthan any previous ceremony, more than ten times larger than thelargest meeting on the zoom-platform Oneness2.80,000 Followers, a capacity crowd, joyfully filled the DallasCowboys Stadium.A stage rose on the fifty-yard, with seating on the fake grass,matrix turf with helix technology. The Masters of each Sacred Lodgeformed these first rows of Followers, seated fifteen yards away fromthe stage. Roscoe sat on a raised dais, on a cream-colored love-seat.(Some film fans will recognize this love-seat from Roscoe’s film,Sex Rituals, and other short videos. A favorite piece offurniture on which Roscoe boinks Amber, Beth, Rosalee and Gina.)The girls, Amber and Gina, Rosalee and Beth sit on either side ofRoscoe, reclining on wide circular futons, in bright colors, red,lime green, orange and royal blue. The girls are naked. Roscoe innaked beneath his favorite dark green robe, with golden rune symbolson his chest, and vine, stem and leaf pattern embroidery around hiswide shoulders. All this we see in close-up on the large stadiumview-screens. The erect nipple on Amber’s left breast is seen as anobject one-foot wide! As sitar music is heard over the sound-system,the loud audience noise diminish to a whisper, everyone expectant,eager to heard Roscoe’s first words.“Hello,” Roscoe smiles. “Welcome to our Festival. I will notspoil any surprises. I will simply say, each one of you will betransformed, be transformed by a spiritual metamorphosis, and leave adifferent person than when you arrived. I will direct your attentionto the air, forty feet above my head.”As he said this, a spherical cloud appeared, and grew from a fewinches to a swirling globe twenty feet wide within a few seconds. Theswirling colors were streaks of white and gold. Soon the entireglobe began to pulse with single colors, colors rotating in a series,lime, purple,turquoise, forest green, orange, golden yellow, shimmering silver,and dark red. It took a full minute for the orb to cycle throughthese color changes. The sound of ocean wind accompanied these colorchanges. It was obvious to all, the ocean sounds were coming fromthe swirling sphere, not from the stadium sound-system. The audiencecould also feel wind on their faces and smell salty air.From the center ofthe swirling sphere, the Tibetan God, Chakrasamvara steps forth. Hecarried in is arms, his naked consort, Vajravarahi. Read more »

The After Party [FF] [FFM]

*Jess is a long-term friend; we’ve known each other since school and grew up exploring our sexuality. We never formally dated but we’ve had lots of experiences together over the years, I guess these days you’d say we were fuck buddies back in the day. Since I’ve been married to John, my friendship with Jess has continued to develop but as part of a couple and she has shared our bed with us on many occasions. Below is a story from when Jess and I were in our late twenties and had just attended a gig in a nearby city. The story picks up as we returned to our hotel room after the gig, and after visiting a few bars.*

The door suddenly opened and we both fell through onto the hotel bedroom floor with a thump and immediately burst out laughing. A few seconds earlier Jess had my back pinned up against the door as her tongue explored my mouth and my hands grabbed her ass through the thin material of the maxi dress she was wearing. She had been trying to get the electronic key to work as we kissed, and apparently eventually had. As we lay on the floor in a fit of giggles the door closed itself behind us. We had really enjoyed the gig, and afterwards had gone searching for some bars with live music to continue the night; it was about 1am as we had returned to the hotel and made our way back up to the room. Read more »

What’s that on your back? [Cumsharking] [Woman’s POV] [M4F] [Public]

It’s a busy Saturday at your local Target. About 95 degrees outside in the middle of summer. Family’s walking up and down the isles looking at clothes and baby crap. Basic white bitches sucking on Starbucks and looking at the bikini’s.

You walk in. After deciding to go shopping, you did what most women do when they go out, dress up. This is not for some man somewhere or even for the men at target, no. This is because you woke up feeling yourself. That feeling you get when you think “damn, I’m sexy today”. So in true “feeling yourself” fashion, you dressed a little slutty.

Wearing wedges on your feet to tone out your wonderfully shaped ass, that happens to be just barley covered in your high wasted blue jean short shorts. With your top being a cute crop top that is struggling to hold your bust, and giving the impression that your tit’s would like to escape into the fresh summer air. Finished off with a cute cardigan in olive green that comes down to the back of your knees. Your long blonde hair cascading down to your lower back. Read more »

Karma! True Story about a Childhood Friend [MF}

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Here’s some background information on myself and a handful of my childhood friends. We all gathered on the corner of one of our neighborhood streets for approximately four years to wait for our school bus. Tiffany, Angie, a handful of other boys, myself, and Kim. Tiffany and Kim lived next door to each other, Angie a few houses away from the other girls, and I lived a few blocks away on the opposite side of the same street. Tiffany was a quiet young lady with a lovely smile, a kind demeanor, and a keen intellect. In middle school, we dated for a few months but nothing serious. Kim was a tall lanky freckled faced, flat chested teen with long red to blond hair pulled back into ponytails on each side of her head. All the boys made fun of her including me.

Kim handed me an envelop with numerous pages in it one day as I was waiting for the bus. I took it out of the envelope and began reading the first page. It was a love letter, after all. Kim had written a number of pages, but I don’t know how many. I ripped up all the pages without reading them and threw them down on the ground after reading the first few of paragraphs about how Kim thought I was so cute and she had a crush on me for years. Read more »