I made my German friend wet at the beach. How did I know? She told me. [MF]

I have a friend since High School, she arrived from Germany and she blew everyone’s mind. Everyone tried to hit on her, I never did because to be honest I didn’t have the confidence to do so.

Because I knew I wasn’t coming from that angle, it was easy for me to talk to her and we became really good friends. After High School we would hang out all the time, and I’d tell her all my stories of the girls I would go out with or sleep with. I went into a lot of detail and we spoke comfortably, being German she was quite liberal sexually.

We lost touch at age maybe 23 but have reconnected again recently, she looks just as smoking hot as ever. But married with 2 kids.

Her hubby is a Real Estate agent, lovely guy but not a very manly man. And it’s obvious that she is unfulfilled in the bedroom.

I took my kids to the beach and she came along with her kids and they all played together and had a blast, while they played her and I caught up in conversation and the topic turned towards married sex.

Amnesia Was The Best Thing To Happen To My GF [M/F] Part 25

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That wasn’t the most ideal conclusion, and I’m not going to count that as our first “one-on-one”. Alana has apologized to me profusely, and I’ve made it known that I should’ve said something. I didn’t know that something like that was going to trigger bad, poisoned memories and I didn’t know my reaction could be so unexpected. Bella finally came back and she hugged me really tight, kissing my forehead and rubbing my back.

“Mom, I’m fine,” I joked and she kind of gave a laugh-cry reply. She took Alana aside, and when they came back after a few minutes of discussion, Alana apologized again.

“Let’s just move forward, alright?” I offered and Alana nodded as she hugged me and gave me a kiss.

The weekend went by without much of a fuss. Bella and Alana kind of gave me a day off in terms of intercourse, though I think it has more to do to allow me to get back into my usual heaspace. I didn’t think it was possible to love two women, yet here I am doing just that.

[M]y first and last “anal” with my then g[F]

First and Last “Anal” with my then GF

My first time writing a long one. Comments are much appreciated. This actually happened with me when I was younger.

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A few years ago, probably almost 2 decades ago, I had a GF and she was horny as hell. I has a freshman in a local college and she was on her senior year in High School. I was left alone at home most of the time and we hang out and fucked at home. already heard issues with older people I know that my GF then was going to my house and we were together most of the time and says that we might end up doing something we might regret in the long run as we were still studying. But then again, we still had fun and fucked each other. She was my first and I’m not sure if I were her first because when we fucked the first time, she didn’t bleed or something.

back when I was 21 (M) and a virgin during deployment but not after

this was many years ago as I am not 21 now. But I served in the Marines and deployed in 2007. I returned in fall of that year. Up until that time I had sex, I had gotten a few blowjobs and eaten out a few women but no full sex. So When I am home on leave, two of my friends from high school took me out for some drinks. A female friend of their’s came shortly after we started drinking. She was short and thick in every place I loved. At closing time we’re leaving next thing we know she is making out if one friend in the parking lot and followed by me. We all get in the car and drive back to my friends place. My friends and I triple team her even at one point one friend of mine and I are spiltroasted her in my friends backyard. Sadly I was the only one who didnt cum, so after she was taken home by one of my friends and the other passed out, I went into the bathroom to finish off

Vacation with Mommy. Part 1.

I had just turned 18 and graduated from high school. My mom let me know that she had a big surprise for me for my graduation gift before I went off to college.

I was hoping it was a new car. I had been driving a beat up Xterra and would love a new car. My mom was independently rich so it wasn’t a far fetched idea but she believed in me earning my own things. Especially since my older sister became kind of a fuck up.

Anyways. Mom let me know that I would find out about my gift when I got home. I couldn’t wait.

I pulled up and saw no new car in the driveway so I figured that wasn’t going to happen. I came inside and mom was sitting on the couch.

She smiled and got up and hugged me.

“Are you ready!?”

“Yes!!” I exclaimed.

She ordered me to close my eyes. When I opened them she had an envelope in her hands.

“Open it up!” She said.

Mighty MILF – Chapter One – Part One [Public], [Humiliation], [Rough], [MF]

Michelle Williams had been surprised when she’d received the call to action. While it was true that she had once been one of the world’s greatest and most popular heroes, she had given up that life nearly two decades prior. Surely, she thought, there must have been others more suited to rise to the occasion, but America’s Hero Society was off-world, and the situation was too tense to bring in foreign powers. With great reluctance, she resigned herself to her fate and prepared herself for the battle ahead.

Her career had begun when she was only twelve, a short time after discovering her powers. In those days, she had been known as Mighty Girl, and had been the first apprentice taken on by the countries greatest, Mighty Man. Pretty, confident, a perfect ideal for which your girls could strive, she skyrocketed in popularity faster than any heroine before her. It was no surprise that even twenty years later, her rise to prominence was seen as the perfect characterization of the transition from the bronze age into the silver age.

A Nationwide Drought Means Family Bath Time [Part 3] [Incest][M/F][F/F]

**Emily hushed Claire as she giggled**. They were currently sneaking into my room. It was late and Mom was already asleep, so we definitely wouldn’t want to wake her up to catch us messing around. I was sitting on my bed in just my boxers when they opened the door.

“So, think you’ll be ready?” Claire asked. Emily and her had made plans for me. She was in nothing but a t-shirt, her legs crossed, showing off her cute pussy. Emily in nothing but her panties, crawled over closer to us, her tits swinging. My sister and I hardly wore anything in the house now, our time together in the tub had made us very comfortable with each other’s bodies.

“Yeah, I- I guess so.” I spoke up.

“You want to, don’t you? I mean, she *is* sexy.” Claire said. “If *I* had a dick, I know I’d want to.”

“Have you had sex before?” Emily asked quietly. “L-like, will you be losing your virginity to her?”

“Emily! Of course he’s had sex before.” She rolled her eyes at her question. “Just look at him, and look at this.”

[FM] I fucked my neighbor on our rooftop while his friends watched

I suppose this is a kind of origin story.

I was in my mid-20s and a year into an open relationship with my boyfriend of 6 years. Being open was my idea – I told him from the jump that I wanted to have sex with other people. He asked for time. I was patient until I couldn’t be patient anymore.

Opening a relationship after 5 years of being monogamous is very, very hard. You make every mistake you can think of, and a bunch of ones you can’t. We were still figuring out the rules – do we text if we think we’re about to hook up with someone? Do we need to give each other permission? Are we allowed to fall in love with other people?

One of the first people I dated when we opened our relationship was a local artist. He turned out to be shitty, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy my brief experience being a muse, and I got to attend a bunch of art shows and was exposed to a whole new crowd of people I wouldn’t normally interact with.

in a deep dark wet wood.

It was so innocent starting. That’s how it always is, isn’t it? Every little decision no matter how small takes you to where you are right now. As I’m writing this note I’m standing in the middle of a patch of woods in the Appalachian wilderness. The night is going to fall, and by morning I will either meet her again, or I will no longer stand.

My name is Colt Whitman, I was a geologist studying at Duke University, and for my final project, I decided to go to the Appalachian mountains to do a study on the rock formations and geography there. Me and a small group of ten students, led by a faculty member, went hiking into the woods almost ten years ago. This is the story of how N’yala changed me, stripped me of my humanity. Nature can be scary.

It was a sunny fall day, I finished packing my backpack and started to head out to the charter bus. My phone rang. The caller ID was my dad.

“Hey, Dad, what’s up?”

“Just checking on you,” his warm voice came through the speaker. “About to go on that trip?”

My [F]irst time giving road head

I had always been a very innocent girl before I left for college. I didn’t experiment at all in high school, only having just lost my virginity the summer before (a rather anticlimactic event), so when I left for school out of state, I was dedicated to filling my life with new experiences.

It was a few months into my freshman year. I was living in a shared suite with three other girls.
Two of them had a habit of smoking weed every so often (mean, hey, it’s college – isn’t that what you’re supposed to do?). I partook once or twice, but I was never too into it because my tolerance was super low.

Whenever they would run out, however, I was always the one who volunteered to “pick up.” My roommates were all slightly afraid of the guy who we bought from; he had this tall and imposing figure and whenever you wanted to buy from him, he’d pick you up in his truck and drive a bit before the deal. They were worried that he was secretly a murderer and would drive girls off into the wilderness to murder.