[F] That time I serviced an anonymous gloryhole, to impress my friends

When I started at Uni, I was 18, still pretty vanilla (my most slutty experience was a drunk threesome, or sleeping with a married older guy), and super out of my element. New town miles away from home, new people, new places.

I’d started to make friends with a group of girls who had been here a few more years than I had, and had *a lot* to show for it. They would tell me wild stories about their sexual history – seducing professors, sugar daddies, gangfucks, all sorts. I believed… 70% of it. But still, I felt a little intimidated. I wanted to prove myself to these girls, that I could be one of them. They weren’t expecting me to, I don’t think they cared that much in hindsight, but that didn’t stop me.

So it happened when we were at a bar near campus. A kind of skeevy, hard to find pub with lots of neon lights and local bands. I’d heard a rumour about this place, about one of the bathroom stalls, and decided tonight was the night I’d be one of the girls.

[FFFF] Exploring my deepest desires in the steamy darkness of a Russian sauna

Hey y’all! Thanks so much for all the love from the last story; I really appreciate the feedback, and glad you are enjoying the writing! Here’s another one for ya – part 1. The sexy stuff is mostly in part 2, but I think this’ll get your imagination going just fine…

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I met Anya at the women’s only spa in town, in the dry sauna. I noticed her immediately; I always came on the same days, the same times, and had not seen her before. I would learn later that she usually arrived after I’d gone home. This day had been a fluke. I saw her first when she had passed me a few times in the hall between the sauna and the soaking tubs, a flash of dark, curly hair and breasts that draped down her body elegantly. Her brown nipples stared at me as we passed, our bare shoulders nearly grazing each other. The soft hair on her arms bristled against mine. I shivered, despite the humidity. She was on her way to the dry sauna, and I was on my way to the cold tub. After I saw her swish into the dry sauna, I changed my mind, opting instead for a cold dunk from the bucket shower.

The Time of Cherries (Part 2) [MFF] [BDSM]

Lauren, Purvee and I arrived at Bordeaux Saint-Jean station in the early afternoon. Lauren climbed in the front passenger seat of a white taxi while Purvee and I sat together in the back seat as we drove out of the city. We took narrow, winding roads through the French countryside to a tiny cottage that I had rented for five days.

After checking in, we received a brief tour from the property manager. There was a beautifully landscaped garden situated alongside a river, with rolling farmlands and vineyards in all directions. The cottage was tastefully decorated in a French countryside tan and white, with exposed stone walls. Fresh lemons and oranges were laid on a blue porcelain plate in the middle of the dining room table. There was a bedroom loft overlooking the living room with a sofa and fireplace, with exposed timber beams.

“You guys can have the bedroom,” I offered, “I’ll take the couch in the living room.”

“You’ve got to be kidding,” Lauren interjected, “you rented this whole place for yourself and then are going to sleep on the couch?” No way. You and Purvee can sleep together in the bedroom, I’ll take the couch.”

Greek Princess Helena’s First Orgy [group] [fiction] [ffmm] [squirt]

Part 5

Hello! These parts can be read without reading the others, but if you want to start at the beginning the link is in the comments.

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Helena returned to the festivities after her activities with Polydora. She went to find Ophelia before anyone saw the dishevelled state she was in.

Helena found Ophelia dancing with some of the other servants away from the main gathering. It was immediately clear to Ophelia that something had happened to the Princess. Helena’s face was glistening with sweat, her forehead and the hair around her neck wet with it. Her face was bright red and she was still panting.

“Is everything okay Helena?” Ophelia asked. She gestured to a nearby tent, “lets get you cleaned up in here, how much have you been drinking?”

“I haven’t been drinking… much” Helena admitted, “I may have been enjoying myself a bit too much in other ways though” she whispered to Ophelia.

Ophelia raised her eyebrow. “Achilles decided to make a woman of you?” She asked excitedly. “You have to tell me what does it feel like to have a man inside you? Was it big? Did it feel good?”

REAL LESBIAN EXPERIENCE – FUCKING A GIRL WHILE OUR FRIEND SLEPT NEXT TO US IN THE SAME BED

So I had just gotten out of a long relationship, and I hadn’t fucked anyone else for a hot minute. After we broke up, I met a girl at a party who was a friend of a friend. She was a couple of years older than me, a final year student at the time. Short, wavy, shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes, quite petite like me. We got talking, exchanged numbers and arranged to go out some time. We had been out a few times but never on a proper “date”. We had a lot of mutual friends so we were always in a group setting, but we were fucking CONSTANTLY. It’s basically all we did. I would go round to her house after a night out or after work, we’d have sex all night, and I’d leave the next morning. Pretty casual. I liked that though after coming out of a long relationship.

The Time of Cherries (Part Two)

Lauren, Purvee and I arrived at Bordeaux Saint-Jean station in the early afternoon. Lauren climbed in the front passenger seat of a white taxi while Purvee and I sat together in the back seat as we drove out of the city. We took narrow, winding roads through the French countryside to a tiny cottage that I had rented for five days.

After checking in, we received a brief tour from the property manager. There was a beautifully landscaped garden situated alongside a river, with rolling farmlands and vineyards in all directions. The cottage was tastefully decorated in a French countryside tan and white, with exposed stone walls. Fresh lemons and oranges were laid on a blue porcelain plate in the middle of the dining room table. There was a bedroom loft overlooking the living room with a sofa and fireplace, with exposed timber beams.

“You guys can have the bedroom,” I offered, “I’ll take the couch in the living room.”

“You’ve got to be kidding,” Lauren interjected, “you rented this whole place for yourself and then are going to sleep on the couch?” No way. You and Purvee can sleep together in the bedroom, I’ll take the couch.”

[mf] From Enemies, to Fuck Buddies, to Friends m25 f26

I was a dude slut until my early 30’s. Here are the stories. Few people know them.

I first met Kate at a Fourth of July party. To this day I still don’t know why, but she hated me from hello. We had no history whatsoever. We both got invited to the party by the hosts, who were mutual friends of ours.

For the next few months, it became a joke in our social circle: Kate hates NashVillage isn’t that hilarious?

At the time I was 26, she was 27. Kate is your classic hipster chick: dark eyes, long dark hair, almost always wears black, Doc Martens, and thick-framed glasses. She was definitely attractive but for whatever reason all the guys in her world treated her like a sister.

To be honest, her deciding that she didn’t like me for no reason started to get annoying after a while. But, I didn’t return the vibe. I thought she was pretty and, when she got drunk she’d back off and was actually kind of pleasant to be around.

[FFM] I (28F) fucked a couple (30M, 28F) before we spoke, then I made the guy eat his own cum.

Here’s a less recent but more exciting story than the others I’ve shared. As always, scroll to the dashes to get straight to the sex.

This is the story of one of the most enjoyable of the experiences I’ve had being a unicorn.

I was 28 when this story took place and had just gone through a divorce with my abusive ex husband. Being single was treating me well, but I was incredibly horny. So, as you do, I downloaded tinder during a slow morning at work. I matched and then got chatting to a handsome firefighter who I’ll call F. He was about 6’3″, with red hair and chiseled abs. He was polyamorous, which I liked because I am too. He seemed very nice and genuine.

As we were chatting, F mentioned that one of his partners, who I’ll call K, was raving about how beautiful I was and asking him to set us up. I made a threesome joke, but in truth, she was smoking hot, and I definitely felt horny enough to fuck two people. K was about 5’7″ and slender with a bubble butt. She had small, perky tits and short hair. She looked very queer, which I love. F started a group chat for the three of us. One thing led to another, and we ended up sexting a bit while they both sent me nudes. I was pleased to note that F had a nice cock. A touch above average, probably 6 inches long and quite thick.

University rivalry football match had her pinned down in the locker’s room bench [MF]

Today I felt like taking a dive down memory lane to write this up. I’ll start off with the standard disclaimer. It is a long and I mean a very long post. However, I broke it up to two parts(Story Part and Sex Part). I’ll leave it to you to read which part that tickles your fancy. Otherwise, take your time and enjoy the entire post and cheers to the weekend!

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Story Part

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I was in my late-teens time when this took place. I could be 18 or 19, hell maybe even 20 as I can’t really remember my exact age. I’ve joined my Uni football team or soccer for some of y’all. Just like every Uni out there, we have rivalry teams that usually end up in a fiery state. If you’re familiar with any sports rivalry matches, well basically apply that.

This was a group stage match and the goal was basically to finish as top 2 to qualify for the knockout rounds. My Uni and our rivalry opponent were guaranteed to qualify for the knockouts. However, this match was for pride and therefore, both teams were going to go all out to get a victory. We were the home team and they were the visiting team, you could imagine we gave them a nice warm welcome with jeers and insults.

Step Sister Corruption Part 83 – Day 44 Summer Listens (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

We sat in Dr. Braxter’s office…..again.

This time instead of just Kel and me. It was Kel, Summer and me.

And Dr. Braxter of course.

Dr.. Braxter sat there looking semi smug as she smirked at Kel and me like she was already thinking of what we could bring to her table with the offer she gave us.

Over the weekend the girl’s and I had talked about Dr. Braxter’s offer at full length trying to weigh all the pros and cons about this particular experiment.

Plus over the weekend I spent the majority of my time trying to find my birthday presents when the girl’s weren’t around and couldn’t find shit. Just found all the groceries, more supplements and goodies from Muschi, which I’m growing more and more accustomed seeing, and some new clothes for the girl’s.

I looked over at Summer and could tell she was a little pissed she didn’t get the same offer whereas Kel and I did.

Dr. Braxter spoke, “So why have you come here?”

Summer spoke, “Kelly and Gabe here told me about your little offer.”