A girl blew me [M] in college after burning my sweater with her cig

I’ve been dying to tell this one for a while. And it goes to show how slutty college girls are.

It happened at a party one Saturday night. There was a group of us hanging out on the front porch of my friend’s house, drinking and having a good old time.

I was wearing a sweater that had longer sleeves, so they were past my wrist, basically to the start of my thumbs. I was standing there with a beer in one hand and the other hand hanging at my side when I felt something hot on my skin. I looked down and this girl’s cigarette, which she was holding at her side, was burning through my shirt. I was pissed.

I put my thumb into my sweater where the burn mark was and tried to scrape away the soot. She and one of her friends tried to join me. Then, all of a sudden, she took my hand and said, “Let me see if I can get it out this way.” And put my thumb into her mouth and sucked it like it was a nice, firm cock. Her friend then said, let me try, and did the same thing.

Hubs and I try adding a friend.. pt 1

My husband and I have a pretty active sex life that keeps us both pleased. At 30 years old we were pretty good at figuring out what got us going. However, we’d always talked and fantasized about adding another person or couple to the bedroom, never really expecting it to come up. It all changed one night when we decided to go out to the bar with some friends.

I’m a small woman, about 5’4 and 110 pounds. For being petite, I’m still curvy though. I’ve got perky tits and an ass that makes other girls of my stature jealous. I couldn’t have been more blessed, considering I’d also been born with emerald eyes and hair the color of copper. My husband, Zane was about six feet tall, muscular, and had dark hair and dark eyes. His hair was normally in a bun and he had an impressive beard. Ladies were always pining after him. He’d decided to wear a black button down and a nice pair of jeans, while I decided on a very short, sparkly, black dress that had spaghetti straps and some strappy black heels. I left my long copper hair down and curly and wore minimal makeup.

Judgmental Church-wife [F26/F33/M40] [Masturbation][Exhibitionism][Voyeurism]

Victor and I had already been married for several years at this point and fully committed ourselves to each other and the health and growth of our intimacy and connectedness. Of all our friends and family, we knew–with some sadness for the others–that we had the strongest relationship and a jealousy-inducing sexual life. We were, without a doubt, a power couple saturated with trust and true love. We liked it that way!

Lydia was an acquaintance of both of us; we’d all met briefly at a small church-sponsored event in our subdivision. Victor and I are far from atheists, but harbor a justified hatred for the contrived and pride-fueling traditions of religion. One of the many reasons for our distaste for organized religion was ironically captured by the frequent, yet silent, judgmental looks Lydia gave us at the event. She was obviously extremely displeased with our presence, but neither of us could really figure out why. Something, though, had set off Lydia’s judgment engine, and it was running on overdrive.

We didn’t mention it to each other at the event, assuming that Lydia just didn’t like one of us. So, neither of us knew the other was receiving the same judgmental looks. Lydia seemed careful to make sure both received them individually, and we certainly did.

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 6, Part 1 – Nicole [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [Threesome] [Public disgrace] [Dubcon] [Uncomfortable territory] [Plot heavy]

**Nicole**

In the all-pervading darkness, I pulled the blanket closer to me and took in the warmth of the two bodies surrounding mine. It must be my dad and brother.

Dreams and memories betrayed you!

You are in a women’s re-educational institution!

I inhaled through my nose. Pain is the house. One you can choose to exit. I don’t carry problems on my shoulders. I learned to examine them.

I haven’t solved the situation where I’m in bed with Peter and Carl, and my anus burns excrucia-tingly. God, which one of them did this to me?

It all started a few hours earlier. I spent the day in the infirmary. When the nurses healed my cut spots, and I absorbed the shock because I still didn’t know nearly everything, Peter took me to the cinema hall. He pitied me and was bitter about himself. Everyone was said to be talking too loudly or quietly, and he was almost as isolated as the Paladins.

The unharmed Heirs were meeting in the Holy Submission lounge. Thus Peter and I were told by the warden, coming in the middle of the movie. Carl wanted us to comfort him. I had no idea if it would be as bad as watching Metropolis.

How forgetting [M]y swim trunks led to a threesome [MFF]

I’ve posted this elsewhere before but figured this might be a good place to share. This happened a few years ago shortly after I had graduated college, and to this day remains the most surreal experience I’ve ever had. A friend of mine from high school was getting married and a bunch of us flew in from out of town for the wedding. We all stayed at the same hotel and when we got back from dinner on Friday night some of us decided to head down to the pool before we went out to the bars. I had neglected to bring swimming trunks but figured I’d put on some jogging shorts and dip my feet in the hot tub.

As I’m sitting on the edge of the hot tub one of my more flirtatious lady friends that I had known from high school, Anna, starts splashing me like a teenager trying to get me in the water. Eventually I’m soaked enough that it didn’t matter so I say fuck it and hop in. We spend a short while in the tub before it’s time to get changed and head to the bars. Now, I’m a pretty big shower when soft which is why I hadn’t wanted to get wet. Those shorts were going to cling to me and everyone would be able to see full-on dick. I’m not embarrassed by any means, I just hadn’t seen these people in a while and some of them I’m meeting for the first time so I thought it impolite to put my penis on display like that, so I wanted to avoid what was about to happen.

[MMMF][noncon, dubcon] New girl at the Computer Club Chapter 2

This is a work of fiction. All characters are over the age of 18.

A lady joins a geeky computer club that meets after closing time in the second story of a book store.

Chapter one:

[MMMMF][Oral] New girl at the Computer Club from BiStoriesGoneWild

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Sarah really was a great addition to the group. She was a bit shy at first but once she opened up she was a welcome addition to the group. She dressed better, she was witty, she was smart. She also was very talented and sucking dick and didn’t seem to mind swallowing cum at all.

Granted, after that first night it was hard to coax her into doing it again. But she would do it from time to time. I think she made it seem like she was “one of the guys”. I also think she had low self esteem or body issues or whatever. Which only made her fit into the group because none of us had a very high conception of ourselves. That’s why our social group was meeting in a cramped room on top of a book store.

Becoming known around campus for the first blowjob I ever gave [FM]

Before college I was a total mouse. I’m a petite, shy, quiet girl. 100 lbs, very little tits, barely an ass. I looked like Winona Ryder’s plainer little sister. I wasn’t allowed to watch MTV and had a parental block on my websites I could visit.

The only boyfriend I had in high school only wanted to kiss, he’d even knock my hand away if I tried to touch his bulge in his pants. So yeah, turns out he was gay. He told me at our prom and we danced to a Faith Hill song while he cried.

I couldn’t wait to get to college.

I had big plans for my independence. My roommate was a party girl, lucky for me, and she found a group of second years with a handle of coconut rum on our third night there. Coconut rum made me drunk enough to tell everyone I wish I had x-ray vision just because I want to see everyone naked.

“I want to see all those nice bouncing cocks and tits that are around me all the time!”

One guy really liked that and he took me back to his room.

My double Eskimo sister [FM]

So this was a first for me.

There is exactly one thing in this world I love more than sex, and that’s reading. I think I average about 70 books a year.

*This is indeed a humble brag, and not a very humble one at that. I like that I read. I think it’s one of the more wholesome and interesting parts of my personality.*

Like a true bisexual, I’ve never settled on a specific genre. I read everything.

*Idk, maybe I just haven’t found the RIGHT sci-fi book to turn me on to that genre forever.*

I’ve never really met anyone who has the exact reading taste I do because I love all genres… Until recently anyway.

So, I’m still friends with a dude I fucked way back in the day. For clarity sake, I’m going to name him Abe. There was never much between us except a mutual attraction, but we do have a genuine affection for each other and a wholesome friendship.

My dominant turned me into an art project [F 22] [Gangbang, Oral, CNC]

Hello, I’m sapphire, and a few days ago, my dominant and I had an adventure I believe must be shared.

Recently my dom has been addicted to art and creating scenes from virtually nothing. Well, being his property, it was only sensible that eventually, he asked me if I’d like to be one of his projects. At first, I didn’t think much of it because he only drew roses with thorns wrapped around them. Though edgy, I thought there could be no harm in saying yes, not that I had a choice.

After our conversation, he immediately began making phone calls and fixing the house. It was like a cleaning frenzy. He was blasting around the place, making it look perfect, so naturally, I expected guests. Maybe he’d forgotten about the art thing and was about to hang out with friends.

I [F] made the mistake of going to a concert with a group of college boys [MMMMMMM]

It was no secret at my school after some previous events that I was very dtf. There was a large concert at the football stadium one weekend and a guy friend of mine asked if I wanted to go, he had an extra ticket, so I jumped at the chance. I met him at his dorm room the night of the show and walked in to a group of 7 guys all drinking and talking quietly.

“Am I the only girl going?” I asked as I walked in. “Yup!” My friend said as the group stopped talking and all looked at me, smiling and one of the guys handed me a beer. I have to admit it made me tingle a little. We pre-gamed for a little while and headed out.

We get to the show and its awesome. We ended up near the stage in the mosh pit and we’re having a blast. I wasn’t too dressed up, I was wearing a tshirt and running shorts. It was so packed that it was body on body of jumping teenagers. I was in the middle of this group of guys. It started with hands around my waist and on my shoulders. Then on my ass, then on my chest. I didn’t really care I was having so much fun and was very buzzed. It was nice to be the center of attention in such an electric environment.