Crimes of Opportunity [Home Invasion][Forced]

The well to do community of Carmine is an easy place to like and a great place to live. The neighborhoods were old enough for the houses to be made of more the plywood and sheetrock. With a little elbow grease, a home in Carmine made great place to raise a family. Parks and other public gathering places were designed with the future in mind. Public pools, community center and hiking trails all were amenities the people of Carmine enjoyed and took pride in. The safety of Carmine was also something that the people took pride in, three times being names one of the best places to live in the United States. A big article was also released in the early 2000’s that showed that Carmine is one of the few cities in the world to have never had a murder occur within its’ city limits.

The Greene’s, Richard & Margret, and their daughter Eliza were 4th generation Carmine residents. Eliza being a 5th generation resident. Born and raised in Carmine with all of the expectations that entailed. Eliza was well out of high school but like many of the people raised in Carmine, she stayed in touch with many of the friends she grew up with. A tightly knit group that had known each other since kindergarten and it helped Eliza to know one day she would come back to Carmine for good. With her own family and start the saga of families raised the Carmine way.

[FM] Homecoming facial

My husbands been in Syria since May 19th. Needless to say, we fucked like it was our job before he left. I’ve been compensating with toys and some video chatting while he’s gone, but my mind has been rampant with memories about everything sex. I absolutely could not wait to feel him inside of me. The last week or so I would catch myself grinding my teeth thinking about him and, most likely, how sore I’ll be the following morning. Worth it.

My hands and knees were trembling when he landed. His plane landed at 2 in the morning July 29th, he didn’t get to me until 3:15. I didn’t bother getting all dolled up. I prepared for a night, or in this case morning, of intense sex that didn’t happen. I completely spaced on the time difference and jet lag. Poor baby was worn out when he got in our car. We talked on the way and when we got home, he initiated. I was jittery and nervous like I was a teenage girl with a high school crush. It felt good to experience that again. We’re in our bedroom, locked together kissing, his hands are all over me, but I feel this sense of restraint. So I ask if everything’s ok and he says “baby I’m so sorry but I’ve been awake for almost 30 hours. I don’t even think I could get hard right now.” I’m an adult, I totally understand that it’s not up to him. The body doesn’t work like that so we got in bed and cuddled until he fell asleep 45 seconds later. Out like he was in a coma.

[F/MMMMM] Freshman Hazing (College)

I’ve always been talented and athletic for my age. Because of this, I’ve been playing volleyball at a high level as long as I can remember. In middle school, I played for the local high school’s varsity team. In high school, I was the only ranked player on my team nationally.

One of the social side effects to being talented, is jealousy from my peers. Coaches always held me on a higher plane than the rest of my teams throughout high school, and because of this, I was never really embraced by the team as a friend off the court.

The girls on my team talked constantly behind my back, and because of this, I rarely got any attention from the guys at my school. I spent my time practicing and doing homework, so between that and the talking, I was never sexually active. I rarely even had time to pleasure myself.

I thought this would change when I chose to go to a small, division-one college. Nobody knew me, and the talent level was higher.

I was wrong.

12 Years and A Few Continents Later, I [M] Finally Hooked Up With My High School Crush [F]

Way back when, I met Amelia in my first week of high school. She was pretty, sweet, and grew up about 20 minutes from school whereas I moved to the area from an entirely different country. I had never met a girl like her before because, well, I’d never been around Americans before. She had light brown hair, kind eyes, and an infectious laugh that made YOU want to laugh with her, even if it was about nothing. I didn’t have a shot.

I fawned over her for a few years and we were always friendly, once even staying up to talk all night before sleeping over at the school during our Senior year for Bonfire Night (build a pyre, light it up, let the fire die down, sleep by the smoldering ruins, smell like smoke forever). I’d always harbored a major crush on her but being shy, foreign, and a big ‘ol comic book dork, it would be incredibly brazen of me to try to make a move on Amelia. By the time we graduated, she’d been crowned captain of several of the sports teams she played, was named to the student governing body, and was one of the popular (but not mean) girls. I cherished our friendship and we added each other over Facebook, where we would maintain a decade-long back-and-forth digital relationship of birthday posts, “How’s it goings”, and Pokes (remember that shit?)

[F] I played the bratty fuckdoll for my older neighbor after a bad date

When I graduated high school, I decided to take a gap year before going to college. I was working at a good paying job in my hometown and felt just too burnt out from high school to immediately jump into college. My father was not happy, but we ended up making an okay compromise. I would move out and get my own apartment with some friends and would go to college when I was ready. I think he was just worried about me not taking on “adult things” like living on my own and whatnot so this deal worked out. I moved out to an apartment complex near my home and continued working and enjoying my break. As soon as I moved, I met Brandon.

[FFM] 3some with my Bi school friend and her lesbian Gf! True story part 1!

So this happened back in my early 20s when I still had no ties and could fuck who and when I liked, within reason of course. It’s a pretty long one so I’ve decided to split it into 2 parts. Hope you enjoy as much as I did 😊

It was the weekend so me and my group of mates had gone to our local for some beers and banter as we did on a Saturday night. Wasn’t planning on it being a mad one so just get pissed and no doubt head back to someone’s for a few more after closing.

This night though, a girl I had gone to school with, we will call her Jen, was in the pub with a slightly older girl who I didn’t recognise. I hadn’t seen her in a few years so I went to say hi and have a bit of a catch up. Usual kinda stuff, how’s life, what you doing for work, who do you still see from school etc. She introduced her “girlfriend” as Sarah. Me being me I was like “ohhhhh ok, I didn’t see that one coming”. She went on to explain that she had come out as bi a couple years earlier. This is where it got a little blurry as she also told me she had a boyfriend but I don’t recall whether the bf was aware and was ok with it or if he was unaware, nonetheless she had both a bf and gf.

Meeting up with my high school sweetheart years later [MF]

In high school I had a semi-girlfriend named Kelly who I was crazy about. Puppy love. We never really went out technically. I was too shy and timid and kind of chickened out of formally going out with her. We both knew we liked each other a ton, and flirted all the time, but other than one week of walking around school holding hands, we never went anywhere with it, but we were always very good friends.

She was a year younger than me, so when I went to college we slowly drifted apart. An email here or there, but we mostly lost contact as the years went by. After having not seen each other for 4 years, she emailed me telling me she was coming into town to visit a university she was considering for her masters. She was staying at a hotel nearby and asked if I wanted to meet up for dinner. I jumped at the opportunity.

I’d be lying if I said I didn’t still have feelings for her. In my mind she was always my high school puppy love that was a big “what if?” in my head. But we were just meeting up as old friends, so I never let my hopes get up.

My Wife, The Professional Whore-PT. 1

Three years ago, my wife, Melissa, decided that she needed a career change. For many years, she served as a nanny for several neighborhood children, but once they aged out, she decided that she wanted to go into business for herself. She was 33 and wanted to have a career that she loved and that didn’t feel like work. Now if you know my wife, it would be no secret- to even the most casual of acquaintances- that she loves to fuck. Men or women, young or old, strangers, friends, and even family members have experienced first hand her eternal desire to constantly have her holes full of cock- big or small, real or fake- and being a nanny really hindered her sexual appetite. I fuck her as much as I can, but I knew very early on that I couldn’t possibly keep up with her sexually. Hell, the first time I met her she was sucking off an elderly man in a grocery store parking lot! That’s only the first of many times I have caught her attempting to quell her burning desire for cock.

Free Use Husband [M/F]

I exist only for her.

I’ve been poor my entire life. I don’t know my parents, I believe they abandoned me shortly after birth, and I spent my entire childhood in an orphanage. No one wanted me. As soon as I turned eighteen I was released into the world with barely any money, my paperwork, a high school education, and a few change of clothes. I was homeless for a time, living off the kindness of strangers. Eventually I landed a job as a dishwasher and a busboy for an Italian restaurant. The owner, Rosa, was kind to me and she let me sleep in the back. I saved enough money to buy some clothes and shoes to look like a proper person. I thought about buying a phone but who am I going to call? Who’s going to call me?

That restaurant saved my life and that same restaurant is where I met my wife, Lanie. She was older than me by a year, her being 20 and I had just turned 19, but I was clearing some tables and she bid me to sit with her. I think her date ditched her, she never said and I never asked, but she looked sad that night.

Ugg [MFFFF]

To say that I was excited that I would have a chance to hang out with Stacey and her friends was an understatement. I was giddy the morning of, and it lasted until I arrived at her house. It was huge, as I had imagined, and she had great taste. There was a clear theme with the decor, which was pure white contrasted by a distinct purple. When I arrived, I was greeted with a flute full of booze and a cheer from the girls.

“Allison came, yay!” Claire said. She bounced on the balls of her feet and wrapped her arms around me tight.

The other girls surrounded me and they all said their hellos. There was four total. Claire, Destiny, Lily, and of course, Stacey. They led me into the house and we sat down at the dining room table and we chatted about a multitude of topics. It was fun. The girls had an aura of elegance but it also felt down to earth, and at times very relaxed. After a while Lily even took her shoes off and propped them up on the couch she was sitting at. I sat there quietly and took it all in, twirling my hair between my forefinger and thumb and going over what I would say if called on in my head so I was prepared.