Me and my wild streak. [MF]

Long time lurker, decided to start sharing. ( 25 now)

At 21, I’d recently survived a two year long-distance relationship that collapsed. Around this time, I moved in a few houses down from a few friends of mine that shared a house. We are all artists, hippies, degenerates, and overall just plain fucking wild. I’d maintained some sort of fortitude through my long distance relationship, and had had a few girlfriends in my teen years, but never one as serious as that. I’d forgotten what it was like to have a wild time, and follow wherever my dick led me.

I’m 6’1″, 165lbs. Not athletic, but plenty of lean farm-boy muscle. I’m not the best looking guy, but I get a good amount of attention. I’m a poet, and I’ve had a few books published, but for obvious reasons I will not reveal who I am.

Around June in 2016, after a music festival, I was sitting alone in my apartment and decided I was going to start my conquest. I’d been sleeping with this hippie girl in my friend group orbit, but the sex was terrible, so I needed to re-evaluate my sex life.

[F][group] The time I accidentally started a group masturbation session

My first time posting, so please go easy on me!

A few years ago, I was in my late 20’s and backpacking around Europe. I’ve travelled quite a bit over the past ten years and this was an exciting one in the fact it was almost a year long one.

It was also about six months into a trip with not much action beyond a few hook ups here and there. Partially because I find one night stands to usually be pretty lame and partially because I’m a bit older than most backpackers. But by this point, I was open for some fun.

I was in Eastern Europe. Honestly I can’t remember exactly where now, but I’m pretty sure it was in Poland. I had spent the day travelling and arrived at my hostel around 5 at night. Checked into a shared 4 bunk room, so 8 beds total. I usually don’t opt to spend the extra few euros to get the female only rooms, because I actually find, other than bad smells and maybe some snoring, guys are usually better to share a room with.

ACCIDENTAL PORNO [mffff] [oral] [squirt] [facial] [mast]

A few days ago, I was taking out the trash when I froze, paralyzed by shock and confusion. There was a young woman carrying a bag of trash to the Dumpster wearing nothing but flip flops, a g-string, and a tank top. Was this really happening? As I stood there, watching, I heard a fit of giggles from an apartment overlooking the alley. Suddenly, it all made sense. A bet was lost. The neighbor had to take out the trash in her panties. Her roomies stood, filming, laughing, pointing the camera to me and their roomie.

Finally, the roomie turned around and realized I was standing there, watching.

“If I had known we were allowed to take out the trash in our panties, I would have kept my pants off,” I said.

“Oh, you totally can,” she said with a smirk.

“In that case,” I said, putting my bag of trash on the ground …

Her roomies watched, laughing and cheering hysterically as I kicked my pants off. I took the trash to the Dumpster in my neon green boxer briefs and introduced myself.

[FMF] Watching my BF with another woman turns me on part 1.

I’ve been with my boyfriend since high school. We’re both in our late 20s and honestly I think that we’re inseparable. At the start our relationship wasn’t very steady as we were on and off a lot. I’ve been with other guys but I’ve never had as much passion or obsession as I have with him and him with me. We’re literally crazy for each other and its like my boyfriend said we’re addicted to each other. It doesn’t matter how bad the break up/fight is or how long we’re apart from each other or who we’re with, we both won’t be able to stop thinking about each other.

I know its very strange and unhealthy but I don’t really “live” unless I’m with him. Without him my life just feels bland and emotions just aren’t as strong. Feelings of love, anger, happiness, sadness, arousal, are just muted. I’ve come to terms with it and stopped trying to run from it because I know that I’ll never feel this way with anyone else. And I know its the same for him as well.

Poles and Holes [fiction] [MMMfffffff] [group] [strippers] [toys] [straight] [prostitution] [human trafficking]

There is no minimum age for strippers in the Eastern European state of Slutvia. While that seemed to be the case in most places they had been to, Stenner and Axel, accompanied by Klaug, one of the locals they had befriended, wanted to see if this country was as liberal with the sexualisation of their women as they had heard.

Klaug took them to a strip bar on the edge of the city. Most of the streets and buildings here were run-down, deserted, catering only to the homeless and utterly desperate. The bar, in contrast, looked well-kept and had a garish neon sign spelling out the name, which was too long and weird for the two Canadians to care about.

When they got past the twenty-strong group of security goons, Klaug said, “They get away with so many illegalities here, it’s funny and sometimes … not so funny,” he said, ending with a grave tone.

[MF] my friend ate me out while we were high

Me: 18F, white, 5’4”, “thick” 36DD, attractive face Him: 19, white, 5’10ish, “athletic but drinks a lot of beer” build, attractive

I was hanging out with my old high school friend group (10-15 people) for the first time since winter break, just talking and smoking and drinking and having a good time.

In the group is a guy that I have drunkenly hooked up with a few times over the past year. He’s sometimes a little bit of a dick but the sex has been good in the past so I usually end up fucking him when this group gets together like this. What can I say, I’m a little bit of a slut for him

It was towards the tail end of a night of drinking and playing drinking games in the backyard of his parents house. He changes seats to sit next to me on the patio couch. I know right away what his intentions are and we start having a very flirty conversation for about 10 minutes and then decide to light a joint. Most people have left at this point and we smoke half of it, getting high and more flirty and then we are interrupted by a few friends coming over to chat. We talk with them for a while and I am feeling pretty stoned and happy (and horny). I leave the group to go pee and then make myself another drink in the kitchen.

[Group][FM] 2 Glorious Nights in Bangkok

On my eighteenth birthday, my mom decided it would be fun for us to go backpacking around Thailand for a month. Our plan was to fly to Bangkok first, then backpack up the northwest side. The first 2 days in Bangkok, we spent adjusting to the time difference and eating as much as we could in the fancy hotel she booked for us. After that, we moved to a hostel just a 15 min walk from Silom Road (it transforms at night into a party hub).

The first day at the hostel, one of the workers there was kind enough to show us a few cool spots near us and we spent a good chunk of the day exploring the city. The second day was more or less the same thing, but when we got back to the hostel, a few people were planning on going to Silom Road as it was their last night in Thailand. My mom got really excited, saying she wanted to share my first “legal” drink. I’m not big on clubbing, but I relented so we all went on our merry way. It was a group of 5 of us: 3 women and 2 men. After about an hour of drinking, I really had to go to the washroom so I quickly told the group and left to find a restroom.

The Power of Suggestion [Str8][mf][dub-con][slow build]

I tend to win people over easily and making friends has never been an issue with me. All it takes is a little bit of conversation and things will go however I want. If I wanted to steer a conversation in a certain direction I can do it. I can calm down volatile situations with my words. I could sell a salt water to a whale and sand to a scorpion. So I became a salesman and it’s pretty easy. I sell residential and commercial security systems so the stuff practically sells itself anyway, but I can always convince a customer to buy a particular upgrade.

But I didn’t always have the gift of gab. It all started for me the summer before high school started when I did a summer abroad program in the U.K. and Ireland. There was a large group of us early teenagers getting some culture and international experience. Of course in our week and a half time spent in Ireland we had to visit the Blarney Stone.

My ex broke up with me while I was inside her!! [MF]

This happened around 8 years ago when I was dating Melissa. We had been together for 6 months and I honestly thought I was in love with her. She was beautiful, she had pale freckled skin, with black hair that stopped at her shoulders and gorgeous green eyes. Her body was a phenomenal hourglass shape and she had a nice pair of C cup tits.

As I said in my last story, I am decent looking with an athletic body, brown hair and brown eyes.

The story began when I was single, 2 months prior to meeting Melissa. I won quite a large amount of money betting on football (soccer) and being the good mate that I am, I paid for a lads holiday to Ibiza for me and my 3 best friends.

I thought things were going well with Melissa and I could see a future with her, so I decided that if the opportunity of a holiday romance was to arise, I’d stay faithful and turn it down.

Another story from one of my play parties [Group]

People have liked my story I told about the play parties (orgies) I attend so I decided to share another one. This story involves one of the guys I mentioned last time, Jason, who I play with regularly at these events, as well as a new girl, Jenna, and a new guy, Tanner, who he introduced me too.

The group I am involved with consists of about 50-60 members with on average 2-3 events a month, and each event will usually have between 20-30 attendees. This one took place six months ago and was one of the first ones I went to without my close friend Kat who I usually go with. Fortunately, I have come to meet and become acquainted with many of the members of the group. When I arrived at the venue, a smallish but very nice apartment, I encountered Jason in the kitchen and had a couple drinks.