[MF] Exotic Bluff

Recapping an evening from the summer that brings a smile to this young man’s face, as I start hammering away on this keyboard.

To frame things, I was home for the summer between junior and senior years at a popular state university, living with my parents, working hard to make as much money as possible to offset the cost of school and negate the need for student loans. My parents were kind enough to provide half of the cost of school, so the other half was on me, as it had been for my older sisters. The job I worked with a residential construction company put me behind the wheel of their flatbed delivery truck, working as many hours as I could get in a week, allowing me the luxury to work less during the school year. I was fortunate in that my efforts paid off, and the foremen and crews treated me well. I’d earned their trust the previous summers working as a laborer, and they helped make the hard work enjoyable. I averaged 50 to 55 hours per week, and the overtime pay padded my wallet nicely.

[MF] My Wife’s College Affair, with a Professor

My wife and I are very comfortable and have always been able to talk about out past. I have been a long time lurker and felt it was time to contribute. Here is one of my favorites she has ever told me, it was about an affair with a professor while she was in college. I always have her write these up for me when I am on travel (I travel a lot for my job) so this is from her perspective (an email). (Obviously removed personal info) Scroll down for “Good part”

I was a senior in some advanced psychology courses and I had been asked to be a RA for my applied psychology professor.  I worked collecting and recording data for the grad students research.  About twice a month we would all meet to go over the progress of the research and any changes that were going to be made.  Frequently these meetings would go late and when the building closed up for the night we would often finish up our work ( there we about 5 grad students, the professor, me and one other RA) at the Professor’s home

Fucking an 18 year old soon to be college freshman I met at a bong shop [MF]

Typed out on mobile so I apologize for any spelling errors I may have missed.

This summer started off very lonely. My girl friend of 3 years dumped me a night before my 21st birthday and my best friend moved far far away to a prestigious university in a different region of the country. Most of my friends went back home for the summer and there’s only 2 people I ever really hang out with. My family come visit me every now and then but not often as they recently moved on the far end of the state to enjoy retirement. The majority of June was solely lost to in me drinking and smoking away my sorrows and being miserable. One night got so bad I ended up trashing my apartment in a fit of rage and mental distress my current situation until I pass out on my kitchen floor.

I awaken the next day and survey the damage. It wasn’t bad as I remembered it to me. Mainly just some plates and beer bottles I had, although my main loss was one of my favorite dab rigs (shout out to all my legal state peeps!). I gather myself up and prepare to do some shopping today both for new plates and a newer rig. I just say fuck it on the plates and bought the first thing I saw at WalMart before I drove across town to hit up my favorite glass shop in town.

Getting a BJ in the back of a 7 passenger van….with 8 people in it [MF] +18

My first time posting so excuse my lack of writing skills, I will do my best though!

So a little bit about me, 5,9 brown hair and eyes, normal build, fairly attractive male. This story begins on a 4th of July weekend, I was living in Texas at the time, a couple hours from Dallas, and me and a group of my friends were wanting to go to Dallas for the weekend to celebrate the 4th and have a good time. At the time me and one of the girls in the groups, we will call her Bailey, were kinda talking. Nothing serious, just a lot of heavy flirting and sexting, but we had not done anything yet, so the sexual tension was intense to say the least. Bailey is around 5’4 dirty blonde hair cut just past her shoulders, crazy blue/green eyes, and the fattest ass I’ve ever seen in person. This thing was the perfect amount of size, perkiness, and jiggle, and she loved showing it to me.

[Group] An Asian slut joins us, and Other Tales

*All information and links to participants have been approved*

“I do have to admit I’ve seen your postings once or twice and it has intrigued me both times. I skimmed the rest of your posts just now and you’re a good writer, I just don’t have the time to fully enjoy your stories yet. A little about me: I’m 21, 4’9″, 97lbs, and Asian. I’m recently single and very new to the whole group sex thing. I’ve only had a short threesome experience a couple months ago. I consider myself pansexual and very interested in playing with other women. I’m very sure I’m DDF and am willing to get tested again because I’m sure all of our safety is important to all of us. Hopefully we can chat more! Also, happy fourth :)”

u/Asian_Babyslut sent this direct chat to me on July 4th, which is why I missed it—I never check for IMs. I saw the message on the 6th, a few days after I had posted on behalf of u/Fun_in_love (Sam and Aly) and myself for a second female to join us to celebrate the holiday.

Blowjob in an Uber pool [MF]

My ex and I decided to go to the bar one random Thursday. We started drinking and when we are drinking we got a little handsy. It was also getting late and we had to head to one of our apartments to sleep for the night as we both had work the next morning. We were both very horny but we overspent for our budget at the bar so we decided to take an Uber Pool.

(For those of you that do not know, an Uber Pool is when you share a ride with others and it helps you out money wise.)

The driver told us we were the first stop so we decided to hop into the third row of the SUV. It made it easier for the other people and made it less likely that the driver would try and talk with us.

We were both very horny still and we start making out in the third row. My hands start to run all over her body because it’s what naturally happens. She starts slapping my hand away because she noticed the driver was watching us.

Holiday sex [MF]

When I had not long turned 20, I was having the time of my life. I had a fun job, good friends and a thriving social life for the first time. It was with this backdrop that I agreed to go on my first ever girls holiday with some friends from the pub I worked at and a few people they knew from elsewhere. In total, there was 11 of us. I knew 6 from work and had met the other 4 but couldn’t claim to know them properly.

The group was primarily aged between 20 and 23 but Jackie (someone I didn’t really know) was 38. She was loud, crude and on the holiday to get over her divorce the previous year.

We all piled into two minibuses to take us to the airport and the silliness started straight away. The jokes continued when we got to the airport and it must have been clear to anyone within a mile of us what kind of holiday we were going on.

A Little Adventure [MF]

I enjoy writing erotica but had never really written non-fiction. When I met my current partner that all changed. This was the first story I wrote about us, our first time together…

To believe that life was fair would be a gross misstatement, it is without a doubt the luck of the draw. But to those of us who can be seen as having ‘normal’ lives, do we have the ability to carve our own luck?

I believe in karma. Not implicitly, more in theory. I believe that doing the right thing will in turn lead to more right things occurring. Naturally there are many, many examples of this not being true in life but that is why I said not implicitly. It works when it works, as they say.

In the past, I have found that the scales of happiness veered momentarily into the darkness before springing back to light. Since emerging from the darkness I have been renewed as a man who has, well, seen the light.

Simply put, I am happy.

And with happiness comes positivity.

And with positivity comes the confidence that you can make your own luck, you are invincible.

Confessions of a Waitress (Part 1) [MMFMM]

“You wanted this” I reminded myself. My life had changed so much in the past year that going to my waitressing job at the Halfway Home Pub made me feel grounded. I also enjoyed the opportunity to go out looking sexy and do some flirting. It had led to some pretty wild nights in the past, and wild nights are something I definitely still wanted in my life.

Things were uneventful until around 11:00 pm. With closing time less than two hours away, my mind was already tracking my upcoming tasks to complete. However, when a group of four men came in and took a table in my section, the throbbing in my pussy suggested the night may have some surprises in store. The first thing I noticed about them was the powerful ease with which they moved their bodies. They were dressed casually but were still polished in an effortlessly sexy way. I took them in one by one as I approached the table.

The Camgirl Part XIII: Lust-Drunk Frustration [FF] [anal] [exh] [Light fsub/FDom] [light huml]

**XIII: Blake**

Blake needed to get fucked. Hard. The ball of frustration she had suppressed all week had become almost unbearable, even more so with two shots she had taken warming her stomach and the plug in her ass.

The loud, thumping music of the club helped to drown out Blake’s thoughts as she walked toward the dance floor, but by the time she was among the mass of swaying, gyrating bodies, she could have sworn her pussy had started pounding with the bass.

For a moment, Blake looked around to try and find a partner, but remembering how well that had worked out last time, she just chose a group of girls to approach and swayed to the music, eyes closed.

Blake knew someone would approach her soon—she had made sure of that—and at a gay club, she felt a bit safer acting so brazen.

Blake had wanted to stand out tonight. She’d picked a short sparkling white dress that clung to her like a second skin and worn no bra or panties underneath. The matching heels she’d chosen made her ass and legs damn fine, and she’d pulled her hair back in a tight pony tail that lay over her shoulder. She wanted to go home with someone tonight and fuck until they passed out. She needed that.