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[MF] (30M) Craving for a Taste of Pussy – Mia (23F) First Time Meeting in Chicago

This is my first story on Reddit, but definitely not the only one. I have plenty of share so you can expect a great deal more stories soon. All are real experiences that I hope you will enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed them. My name is Sebastian, I am 30 years old and an educated business professional who enjoys an adventurous lifestyle, like many of you fellow Redditors do as well. I have blond hair, blue eyes, and I also like exercise regularly to maintain a [fit body](https://imgur.com/szx0dhv); 165 lbs. and 5’9”. For those of you who are curious, I am definitely well-endowed but you can determine whether you consider it small, average, or big since everyone has different opinions on size: it is 7” inches, thick, and uncut. Well, here goes the story of my recent experience with Mia.

The weekend was long and exhausting! Projects kept on piling up at work and it was also the first day of class on Wednesday, August 14. When the weekend came around, I was frustrated and horny since it was about a month since I was with a girl. I wanted sex then and knew what I had to do. I could go out to a bar later that night, but why wait? Honestly, I did not feel like going out to a bar in downtown Chicago later at night, I was craving the scent and taste of pussy at the moment. Read more »

[M]y girl[f]riend and I had [f]un with [m]y coworker and his SO [couples]

To get right to the point, this happened back in college and neither of us (me or my friend from work) are still with the people it happened with. Still, names are changed and compromising details omitted to protect everyone involved.

A coworker and I (both males in our twenties) became friends like people do when they work together. We ended hanging out enough outside of work that my girlfriend and his wife eventually formed a friendship of their own. In fact, it was their friendship that got a few increasingly interesting evenings started. Or at the very least their relationship ended up making several different nights a lot of fun. I’ll tell the story of the first one here. If it gathers interest, I’ll write up the other ones and post them soon.

There were evenings that led up to the one I’m about to describe. I think there was a game of strip poker one night at their place that had the usual awkwardness where, despite the alcohol involved, there were a lot of handbras by the women and some ass was only seen when one of them had to go to bathroom. A few weeks later came a game of truth-or-dare-without-the-truth at my apartment. That’s the night the girls eventually loosened up and some tits ended up being seen by the end of the night. The dining room table we were playing at was glass but was just tinted enough that you couldn’t make out everything, although it was nice to see the torso and legs of my friend’s wife. Read more »

Truth or Dare Update [Group]

Hope you don’t mind a pretty long story…

So, my cousin, we will call her Hannah, was always a little crazy. She was smart, but had a wild side. She got into some bad stuff when we were in our twenties, but always knew how to make a group of teens have fun and crazy times when we would all be at her house. It was usually her starting the truth or dare games.

Hannah had dark skin, dark hair, and an athletic body. She played softball and volleyball. Her breasts were pretty average in size, but she had a great ass. All the guys that hung out with us had crushes on her, and I think she loved it. That’s why she would always initiate these games. She loved the attention she got. She would always playfully protest, but you could tell she was happy to flash everyone under water, or reach out and touch the occasional dick. Read more »

He left marks everywhere on me. [FM]

Boring. It had been such a boring day at the guesthouse where I was staying. There was no one around except for a huge group of school kids and their teachers. There was a ping pong table and a foosball table and not even one single person to play with.

Tinder matches had been boring. After a few very useless conversations, I had found a pretty young local guy who lived just a few kilometers away. He had said we could meet up the next night. Nice. He had asked me what I wanted to do. I had said we could go for some beers first. I know a place where they have great beer not far from there. He had said he actually wanted to know what I liked doing. If I liked anal. I was quite taken aback, because we had not had much of a conversation yet, but I said yes, I love it. He had asked if we could meet in the room where I was staying, but I was sleeping in a dorm so this was not possible. I had asked if we could go to his place, but he was living with his parents. He had said anyway it would have been a quickie as he would have been done fucking me after half an hour or so, so he had said we can do it anywhere in the bushes just outside the village, but I had said I am not interested in a guy who can’t last longer than half an hour, so I had unmatched him and moved on. Later on, I had found another guy with whom I had started an interesting conversation, but he was one hour away from me and there was no way we would be able to meet up that week. We would continue chatting for a month or two without being able to meet up. But that’s for another (not so sexual) story. Read more »

Truth or Dare fun. [MF] [MFMF]

I just posted this as a comment in an AskReddit post, but thought it might below here. I can go into details about these events if anyone would like that…

I actually have a few Truth or Dare stories.

When I was in HS, I’d always go to my cousin’s house to swim in her pool. A few friends from her neighborhood and church would always come too. We were all in high school, and horny as hell. We always ended up playing truth or dare.

Usually it started with the occasional feel on the outside. Then someone had to flash the others under water. If you had goggles, you’d get to go under and take a peek… I’ll list the three best things that happened to me below. Read more »

Showing Off the Slut [MF]

I walk into the kitchen where my fwb is talking with a group of his friends. Wrapping my arms around him, I whisper in his ear, “hi daddy”. He shakes his head, continuing his conversation, not paying attention to me. Frustrated by him ignoring my teasing, I whisper, “c’mon daddy, I thought you liked my attention,” kissing his neck quickly enough for no one to notice.

“I’m in the middle of something, slut, you’ll be fine for five minutes,” he whispers in response. Read more »

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I might have had my [f]irst one night stand [FM]

I have a reputation for being a bit of a slut. It’s not something I’m exactly proud of, but it doesn’t really bother me either. But while I’ve fucked my fair share of guys, and given numerous casual blowjobs, I’ve never had a one night stand before. For the most part all my fucks have been either boyfriends or long term fuck buddies that I had been hooking up with for a bit before hand. The one exception was a guy I had a fling with over spring break on year.

That might have changed today though.

There’s a local music festival going on in my city over the long weekend, and me and a few of my friends went out to check it out today. There were 5 of us; me, my best friend, two of our girl friends and my best friend’s boyfriend. It was a bit cloudy and windy, at least in the morning, and the festival wasn’t crazy or anything, but hey, we were just wanting to have some fun, so we were all dress just on the other side of slutty. I wore a sheer long sleeve white top over a red bra and a pair of black jean shorts. Read more »

[MF] Me [19] and my best friend [21F] finally making out (Part.2)

Feel free to check part 1 if you want more context to this story.

So Lola and I, after finally admitting that we were just striving to have sex with the other, yearning for each other’s touch saw our relationship totally change.

Oddly, the next day after what happened in part 1, things between her and I felt kinda awkward. We didn’t knew if we should have done it and also the “we really did it….” unreal feeling. So we eventually stopped having one on one time a little moment but only seeing each other during hang outs with our friendship group.

Both of us were feeling a bit afraid of the reaction of our friends if they found out. Not that they’re not open minded but we didn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings or create any jealousy. I’m suspecting another friend of mine to be having a crush on me for example.

So we’re going out to the bar next to the building we live in (we’re a few floors apart yup). She sits a bit away from me. I guess she just wanna talk with the other friends since she just spent a lot of time with me. I do the same and enjoy the night. As the beers rolls, the laughs, the conversations are getting greater. Everyone’s enjoying a lot the evening since we’re a bit tipsy. Read more »

Primal Ceremony [FM, Hedonistic)

“We just think you’d be happier there,” said my mother, my father standing next to her, looking anywhere but at me. It was an awkward subject.

“They have a ceremony there, they’re really interesting people…” She trailed off.

There’s no good way to say “you’ve fucked most of the village so we’re sending you away” but I understood what she meant. And after all, I was being sent to a tribe known for their hedonistic ways. I was bound to enjoy it, right? Elders would often blush when describing their behavior at clan meet ups. I was a bit nervous, but I felt that familiar pull at my core—the primal urge that led me to this situation.

It was a six day journey. I spent my time observing my new people. It was a small group. Two were lean and supple, their muscles rippling beneath chestnut colored skin. Another was stout, more barrel chested, and obviously strong. The women were thick, with muscular thighs and soft, full breasts. We exchanged glances, curious. They were much more blatant with their gaze. I would blush and look away, but they would hold steady. Read more »

That ti[m]e in Vegas, I met a girl in a gold dress [f]rom Ireland

It was my friend Dan’s birthday and he wanted to go to Vegas for the weekend. So on Friday morning we loaded up my car and made the drive from LA. When we got there we did what any exciting people would do and took a nap before we woke up around 5pm and went down and hit the bars.

Dan’s not the best at drinking too much and by 11pm he looked like he’d had enough. He was looking dizzy and bloated and was talking about going back to the room for a quick nap. I told him not to, that there was way more fun to be had, but he quit on me and made his way back. That left me drunk and very solo in Vegas at 11:30 at night.

I wandered around a bit, going from MGM to NYNY, sitting at their little casino bars and sipping my beer because I wasn’t sure how much more I could drink. Then my luck changed. As I was sitting at the circle bar in NYNY, a booth to myself, a group of Irish tourists asked if they could jam into the booth with me. It was 2 guys and 4 girls, so the odds were in my favor right? They were mostly in their 30s, and I could barely understand their thick accents. Read more »