A story about group masturbation [GROUP]

The summer after I graduated high school was one of the best periods of my life. I had an incredibly close group of friends. We were all good kids – we were in band together, took all the same AP and honors courses together, and hung out together pretty much every night. We didn’t do drugs or drink, so parents were cool with us hanging out in the basement of whoever wanted to host that night. We ended up at my house more often than not, just because my basement had a pool table and my parents kept the refrigerator full of snacks and sodas.

Something changed in the group after we graduated. We’d all been close for years, but after graduation people started hooking up. It was common to go to one of these hangouts and make out with someone new. It wasn’t a big deal – it was just something that happened, and no one seemed to think too much of it.

One night in Italy [MF]

This happened when I was a junior in college, studying abroad in Italy for a semester.

In my program, there were 20 other students from my school, and of course we interacted a bunch with other schools, but the 21 of us spent a lot of time all together and (for the most part) got pretty close. There were of course small groups of closer friends, but we generally had a good time whenever we were all together.

There were some pretty girls in our group, but one girl especially caught my eye, call her Emma. She was short, curly brown hair and very dark eyes. Due to her size, you’d think that perky would be the right word to describe her but I don’t think that does it justice. She wasn’t particularly slim, but also not fully “curvy”. She was just right in my book. She was super fun to be around, had an amazing sense of humor, and an adorable little giggle that always made me smile.

Our Kinky Friends, Our Perfect Foursome (Long) [Group]

This is a very long story, but I’ve promised to make it worth the read. You can skip to **the part where we all have sex** if uninterested in the background.

There’s a few people to keep track of here:

Me, Mr. Town, White, average/athletic runners build, some body hair, about six feet tall
My Wife, Mrs. Town, Jade,” mixed Asian/Native American, curvy figure (thick thighs and booty), intense green eyes, with small breasts and long black hair.
Our Friends, the ‘Bees’:
Mr. Bee, “Ryan”: White, average/athletic with some chest tattoos, shorter and a little stockier than me
Mrs. Bee, “Beatriz”: Ryan’s wife, mixed Latina/Egyptian, petite and the shortest of all of us, with curly black hair, cute brown eyes, tattoos and small breasts.

About two years ago, my wife Jade and I became much more open with each other regarding our sexual desires.

We’d each had our limited respective experiences with multiple partners, but we’d not yet experimented together. It started by discussing fantasies, then one night, began seriously considering joining with a third or another couple. Frustrated by a lack of serious options available to us, we never pursued it further.

[MF] I seduce my clients, and I made this one embrace her slutty side. (kinda long)

This is my most recent seduction. I had a woman in one of my workshops that clearly fit in the girl next door category. However, she also acted like she would never even look at a cock, let alone admit that she aches to let her slutty side come out. The workshop was 8 days (M-R week 1 and then M-R week 2). I do a lot to get to know the participants in the beginning and I always integrate a ton of music and humor into my workshops. I could tell in the “get to know you section”, that despite acting very prim and proper, Sarah loved attention. She would drop in comments to other participants and was always smiling and giggling. As I found out later, she was 34 and had been divorced about a year. I am in my early forties and divorced. I immediately was curious about whether something was possible, and I decided to find out.

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 2, Part 5 – Zita [Maledom] [Male supremacy]

*The chapter to be concluded by the next part.*

**Zita**

I wish my textbook would burn!

The Four-winged Announcer of The New Androcentrism is the object we are instructed to cuddle like if it was our most trustworthy adviser and also bed warmer. Weatherby names all eight men who contributed to the text, not alluding to the presented ideas. He revels in underlining it´s central position in the sources of the new constitution. The content we are to experience in silent reading. I am not allowed to discuss a single statement. Class was safe from the pure disagreement.

The first quarter of the book was dedicated to the fact that in the case of human species, nature has created the duality of leading masculinity and the supportive feminity. This is manifested in physical and mental differences and people must accommodate to these roles. When they do, the reciprocal agreement and willingness to unquestioned division of duties will follow.

Bachelor party mile high club hopeful 29[M] 21[F]

Last Memorial Day weekend I was at a buddy’s bachelor party. Great weekend of boozing with some college buddies I rarely get to see anymore. The last day everyone put it into overdrive, seeing the finish line in sight. I (like a pro) scheduled my flight back home for the earliest flight I could find on memorial day, hoping to be back recovering in my own bed by noon.

I stayed up through the night with most of the guys and around 5 am I took off for the airport to catch my 7 am flight. Like any good bachelor party, everyone was bummed to see everyone else leave and I was the first of the bunch. Made it through security and boarded my first of two flights. First flight was an hour and I passed out like a baby. One more flight and I’ll be sleeping in my own bed in no time. While getting onto the flight I started to look at where I was sitting and to my displeasure I had a middle coach seat. As I got to my aisle, I out my bag in the overhead compartment and couldn’t help but notice the girl who was sitting in the window seat checking me out. At first I thought it may have just been a glance but it continued. She was good looking but as someone that was still in the clothes he went out in the night before and assuredly smelling of booze, weed and cigarettes, I didn’t think much of it.

The Extremely Random Night I was Invited into Threesome with my Neighbors [MFM]

I had been going through a rough time in my life, my relationship with my girlfriend had just ended, and this day had been the day she moved out of our place. It was bittersweet because the relationship was definitely over, but I knew that I was going to miss certain parts, especially the sex that we used to have. But that is life, we deal with it, and we move on. It was a Friday night and my friends had taken me out to help me “celebrate” being single again and to help me forget about it. I was having a great time with them, which meant by last call I was drunk and ready to go home and either jerk off or pass out…or both. The Uber driver dropped me off at my apartment building front door and I got on the elevator with a group of people that had also just finished up and was heading to one of the apartments to continue the party. There was one guy in there that I knew as a fellow dog-walking owner and we had seen each other out and about on our walks. He invited me to come have a drink at this other guy’s apartment (where they were all going). I figured this would be a good chance to meet some new people and I felt like the night was still young and could keep it up (the drinking) a bit longer. We got to the apartment and got a few drinks made and were all just hanging out, telling jokes, normal late-night conversation. After an hour the crowd started to thin out, except for the guy that invited me up (Rob), the guy whose apartment we were in (Danny), Danny’s girlfriend (Cindy), and me. Danny came up to me and asked me if I was gay, which kind of surprised me, but I tell him no. Apparently, Rob is gay and had invited me up because he was interested in me and that is why Rob hadn’t left their apartment yet. I decided that it was probably time for me to leave and was making my rounds saying goodbye and notice that Rob had already left for the night. Turns out that Danny had told him that I was a “no go” and left. I guess I ruined Rob’s night, sorry man!

I [m]ade out with a great singer at a karaoke bar and we savagely [f]ucked later

I had to open a bottle of wine for this one as I sit alone with my thoughts and the four walls during quarantine, which has undoubtedly lead my mind to some of the hottest sex I’ve had recently. If you just want to get to the sexy stuff, scroll down to this bit ******************…

A bit about me, I’m early 30’s, single, white, 6’2”, long brown hair, blue eyes, and in decent shape from a climbing habit I’ve had the past five years. I’ve posted photos once or twice on this account if you feel like sleuthing.

Montana is mid-20’s, an olive-skinned mulatto with large D breasts, wild frilly hair that went all over the place, a full set of lips, and a delectably fat ass. I’m typically attracted to women on the more petite side, and Montana was a thiccer woman than my previous girlfriends, but I was really turned on by something in her gaze.

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It was a Saturday when a buddy had called and invited me out to celebrate his birthday. I’d occupied the day by getting work done, then climbing, and was planning to spend the evening home, smoking bowls and watching Netflix or Hulu.

[Group] That time I went to a gangbang wedding.

This happened two years ago (give or take a week,) and I’ve been meaning to write about it ever since. I had the presence of mind to take notes immediately after it happened, so this should be pretty accurate in terms of what happened.

In recent years, I have been lucky enough to make the acquaintance of a gentleman who hosts adult parties. His house has a pool, spa, dungeon, a couple of small play rooms (one of which has glory holes,) a massage table and most importantly, a large play room with multiple beds, a swing and a barber’s chair. Throughout the course of an average week, he’ll host regular swingers parties, BDSM parties and of course gangbangs. This is how I found him, and while I do occasionally attend other parties and events there, I mostly go for the gangbangs.

Two years ago he sent out an invite for a gangbang wedding. A couple he knew were getting married, and the bride-to-be had requested this. The invitation was for men only. The only women attending were the bride and bridesmaid, who was there as a fluffer, to help guys get ready for the bride (though I do believe she had a chance to get properly fucked later on) and the celebrant, who was involved with the lifestyle, so this was to be an actual legal wedding. I RSVP’d, because how the hell do you not? This was likely to be a once in a lifetime experience.

My [f]riend’s sister – my [f]irst time with a woman

This is long. I’ve included the back story partly because I think the context adds to it, and partly because I just enjoyed remembering it!
I put some dashes before the sexy stuff, for those of you who just want to get turned on ;)

A few months back I sent a message to a guy from a fb group I’m in. Nothing unusual there, I struggle to have conversations in the thread style as I find it a bit overwhelming with blocks of text and lots of people (esp. strangers. Currently undergoing diagnosis for autism/ADHD/whatever the hell is going on in there…)

Anyway we got on well, he works in a book store which I think great, he’s a big non-fiction reader and knows a lot of stuff, and I’m a big leaner, I love asking questions! So we always have stuff to talk about.
One of our early conversations was on family. His sister has a PhD in theology, which I’m ashamed to say instantly led me to make assumptions about her. I’m normally really good at not being sucked in by stereotypes. I asked whether he was religious too, and he said none of his family are, his sister studies religion in the context of archaeology. E.g. comparing the fabrics used in specific periods in the Bible with tools from the weaving methods from those times found in archaeological digs (or something like that). I was instantly in awe of this woman, I’m the sort of person who asks for sources on posts all the time. But researching specifics from the Bible, this is the ultimate example of ‘source please?’