[FM] Friend’s first blowjob

Foreword: I’ve posted a story here before on my main account and deleted it, this is a different story but I wanted it to not be tied to my main. This is also only my second time ever writing, so sorry if I’m bad at explaining or over explain like im doing now lol.

Anyways, so this took place my freshman year of college. I was 18, shoulder length hair, 5’4, small boobs, firm butt (my last story involved my time as a yoga teacher) and kinda socially awkward, while also on a quest to fuck anyone that was interested. So, I made some friends by this time in college, we hung out every weekend together and slowly added people to our friend group. Eventually, it became pretty crowded when we hang out, so we would get drunk in someone’s dorm room, then lounge in a common area together. One weekend, our friend Rick has his roommate, Eric, come hang as he went through a bad breakup. Eric was a bit bulky muscular, with a hint of a Southern accent, and the loudest laugh I’ve ever heard that made me laugh everytime I heard it. I mostly stay quiet and just listen to everything going on. I overhear Eric tell someone that his ex was very controlling and while he was sad, he was happy to finally have fun again. We made eye contact for a split second and I realized I was nodding and staring at him while he told his story. Embarrassed, I looked away and started a conversation with someone else.

[M] Sexual encounter with my married [F] girlfriend. Ladies you may like this story.

I’ve read some of the stories on this subreddit occasionally and thought this would be a good place to share one of mine. This happened a few years ago, but I have never shared this until now. Awhile back I was in a serious long-term relationship that ended unexpectedly and roughly. I was heartbroken and was not looking for anything serious. I was just looking to fuck and I did a lot of it for a few years after. Right after the breakup I happened to fall into a friend with benefits relationship with a married woman I worked with. It happened unexpectantly and to be honest I don’t remember how it started, but it lasted for about three years. I dated other women, but she (let’s call her Sara…I always liked that name) was a regular sexual partner. So, if you like this story, I have several more that I can share.

St. Patrick’s Day House Party. My Husband and His Best Friend. [MMF]

How this arrangement came to be is an even longer story, involving a birthday, my husband, his best friend, the Fiancée, their roommate, and yours truly. It takes place in a sleepy southwest college town in the dead of winter. Maybe I’ll write it down one day, but that’s a long one. This is me [https://imgur.com/I5nS3FG](https://imgur.com/I5nS3FG)

It was St. Patty’s Day. I clocked out late and my adrenaline was high from one of my patient’s crashing on me at the end of my shift, I texted my husband that I was finally on my way. No reply, that was a good sign then, the party was in full swing. I’d be showing up in the middle of it (again). The hosts had told us to stay in a spare bedroom since I’d be coming late anyway, so I packed my bag the night before.

Exposing Jessica [MF] [exhibitionism]

This is from back when I was in college. I’ve been thinking about it a lot recently and thought a few of you might like it.

Jessica was quiet. Shoulder length, straight black hair, caramel eyes—she was pretty, but often overlooked in a crowd. We had been friends since freshman year, and like most everyone else it had never occurred to me to look at Jessica as anything other than a friend. She had a small apartment off campus, and after class we’d often hang out there.

One night we were on her couch watching some show when two of her girlfriends showed up unexpectedly. When they came into the room, everything changed. They were drunk, flirty, and one of them, I don’t remember her name, was showing off her new digital camera. This was the early 2000’s, and at least at my school, digital cameras were rare. I remember being a little annoyed when they first showed up, but in retrospect, they were the cause of one of the best nights of my life.

I was mixing drinks in the kitchen. The two friends were on the couch taking pictures of their cleavage and Jessica, as always, was sitting in the big armchair in the corner quietly watching it all.

How I Finally Fucked an Old Acquaintance [MF] [Cheating]

(All names have been changed, because y’all pervs) :)

Right after I graduated college I met Megan one warm summer evening at a drunken music festival. At first glance, I kinda thought she was a little bit stockier than I normally go for and didn’t really take too much notice of her. But as the night went on and we got to drinking and talking I slowly started getting drawn to her playful smile, sharp wit and mostly, her sense of innocence that seemed genuine yet unbelievable at the same time. As the night progressed, and more beers we’re downed Megan and I ended up drinking a bit too much, and we moved from conversing to getting handsy with each other and giggling like school kids with crushes.

Tales from the Candy Shop, part 1 [MF]

I shared a fantasy about [a sexy coworker](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/9xd7ke/i_want_to_fuck_my_coworker/?st=JOIXRRE3&sh=ad27955e) in an earlier post. While I enjoy the feedback, I must make it clear that it’s just a fantasy, and not one I ever intend to act on.

Still, while I’m here, I might as well tell you about the times I *did* shag a coworker, shouldn’t I?

In my early 20s, I worked as a barista at a place I’ll call the Candy Shop. It was here that I met two of the sweetest lovers I ever had. And now that we’ve got that bad joke out of the way, let’s begin.

It was a regular day in the Shop, when a group of new trainees came in. They walked past us, and I took little note of them as I wasn’t having a particularly good day that day. On their way out, however, one of the women, a bubbly, short-haired specimen of black femininity named Ann, marched right up to me and suggested I should smile. Taken aback, I could really do little more than scowl and respond harshly (told you I was having a bad day), but as I saw more of her, and she got to know everyone in the place, I started to look at Ann a bit differently. As you may have guessed, we exchanged numbers and I asked her out.

[MF] One night stand with a guy from my university.

I’m a long time lurker and fan of this channel. I figured I’d write my first story. This is the true story of a hot one night stand.

So, it was a Saturday night, about 18 months ago. I was out with friends, drinks first, then dancing. We went to our student union bar. It’s shit, but the drinks are cheap and the music is sometimes quite good for cheesy drunken dancing. So who cares if the floors are sticky and there’s piss all over the floor of the ladies loo?

It was a good night. I was in the mood for having some fun, after weeks of revision and stress – I’d finished one set of exams and I was ready to let my hair down, ideally by getting shitfaced on cheep lager and dancing like a freak.

A group of lads were tagging along with us. Some were friends with some of our group, plus some of their other mates and housemates. It was a friendly crowd.

Walking from the pub back to the union, I got chatting to a guy I’d seen around but never spoken to before. Medium height, ginger hair and freckles, he had a nice face and a friendly smile, and with a few drinks inside us both, conversation and laughter flowed easily.

[MF] “I have no gag reflex”, she said to me.

I was out with some friends for a night of celebration and general catchup. We were celebrating one of our friends moving away and it was good opportunity to see all of my closest friends.

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We were at a bar, one of those Irish pubs which aren’t really Irish but still loads of fun. My friends had set up off to the side, a couple had brought a girlfriends/wives but it was a good bunch.

At one point I was at the bar just taking a time out, I’d ordered a scotch and was in my own little world. Right next to me a girl comes up to the bar to buy herself and her friends some drinks. She was a blonde/brunette mix, early 20s, extremely cute but she was a big girl. Not ssbbw levels but one of those bigger girls that had really nice curves but you knew she was overweight. Still, she was cute and had a nice smile.

Finally fucking my friend’s insanely hot, younger brother at her wedding [FM]

First, a bit of background. I have a close group of girlfriends from college, one of whom was recently married. I’ve always joked about how much I’d love to bed her very handsome, slightly younger brother, Kyle. I also had it on good authority that he had a little bit of a crush on me ever since we were introduced. My friends and I met him for an early dinner while passing through his city on our way back from an away football game during our junior year. Up until this point, I’d only seen pictures of him. I knew he was good looking, but in real life, I could barely keep my eyes off him. Imagine a 6’1”, dark haired Adonis with clear blue eyes, a chiseled jawline, and washboard abs. Lord have mercy. I decided right then that if I ever had the chance, I would most definitely bang him.

Weeks of teasing lead to the hottest quickie I ever had in college [fm] [long]

I’ve shared stories in the past and felt like diving back into my college days for another fun memory. I tend to be long-winded so feel free to skip to the “————“ for the sexy part!

As a man in a long-term relationship, I occasionally reminisce about my single days back in undergrad. Recently single and moving into a freshman dorm at a school of over 30,000 undergrads, I knew that I’d have my opportunities for some luck with the ladies if I played my cards right. I figured my best chances would be to do the usual: go to football games and parties and try to meet girls the usual way. I didn’t expect to make anything happen with people I lived with in the dorms. My floor was uniquely close-knit and there was an agreement against the idea of “floorcest,” which would fuck up the fun dynamic if drama flared up from people getting involved with each other. I ended up breaking the cardinal rule pretty quickly thanks to a girl named Demi.