How I [F] met the most alpha-male ever (long) [F] [FFM]

As this is my first story on here (or the first time I write anything like this down in general), let me give you a brief introduction about myself. Back when all this happened I was in my second year of studying engineering. Living in a city with just an engineering university, us girls were outnumbered by 5 to 1 by guys. This made life for a girl easy; I rarely had to pay for drinks, guys always act like true gentlemen, and if I was horny I could get a guy to get down with in the blink of an eye.

I needed quite some adjusting to this in the beginning as I never had too many friends in high school, and my average appearance meant guys were never fighting over me. Needless to say, when I got accustomed to this new reality, I enjoyed it to the fullest. I was at parties at least three nights a week and hooking up with a new guy almost as often. My studying however suffered from my partying, but being a girl always meant I could someone kind enough to be my partner for projects. This meant that during the day I was spending time with nerdy guys (actually studying – to their greatest frustration), and at night with guys in bars. Nevertheless, my mediocre studying performance meant that I had to retake several first year courses in my second year.

Cheating While on Honeymoon

I was on my honeymoon with my husband. We had just married, both at 18. We dated for all of high school. We knew we were ready, and I knew he was the one.

We had a hotel on the beach, we didn’t have a view of the ocean from our window, but we didn’t care. We were together, that is all that matters.

My new husband, Owen, was in the shower. We had so much sex, he could barely get hard anymore. The shower will give him some time to recover.

I had drank a lot of wine throughout the day. Feeling carefree, I slipped on a tight white t-shirt and a white g-string bikini. I didn’t bother finding a bra. My nipples could be seen through my shirt. I put on my ring, grabbed a glass, and I walked barefoot to the ice machine.

*We’re on vacation, who cares if a stranger sees me? No one from home will see me looking all slutty.*

I [M] 22 had sex with my boss’s pregnant wife when he invited me to his home

First off let me tell all of you that I am an enlisted soldier in the US Army. I enlisted straight out of high school. So after my advanced training (infantry) I was sent to Fort Drum, New York. I was assigned to the 10th mountain. So here I report to my first platoon. To those who don’t know a platoon has about 30 soldiers. Most of them enlisted except for one who is the officer (Lieutenant) called the platoon commander. At that time my platoon had only about 20 soldiers. Most of them married and the ones who weren’t had gfs. So that left me and a couple of other guys. As I had just joined the unit, I really had a lot of work to do. My body still did not quite adapt to the needs of an active duty platoon. I was tired and also the youngest guy there. (Note: I am much better now).

I [M] (21) lost my virginity watching Mary Poppins with [F] (18)

First time poster here (since this was my first time lol)!

This was this past weekend. So I’m a 21 year old college student, white, 6’4”, skinny but not the twig I used to be in high school. I’ve wanted to have sex for a long time, but had zero luck. My HS girlfriend was Catholic, so I bet you can imagine how much sexual frustration brewed inside me. A couple years removed from that relationship, and in an even longer dry spell, I put myself out there and joined a few dating apps.
I go to a pretty small school, so the dating pool is limited, and I reached the point where the few matches I got either ghosted me, or there wasn’t much chemistry. Things changed with Hannah (name changed). She’s a redhead, slightly thicc with a nice smile. She’s got freckles and wears glasses. Not totally my type, but I still found her to be really pretty. So I shot my shot.

Things went pretty well, and after week or so of Tinder, moving to Snap, we decided to hang out Friday night and watch some movies. It was a nice evening, talking, with a little bit of cuddling. Best part of it all, we live in the same dorm hall, so the trip over was super easy.

Chapter 2: Passing Grades [OC]

In case you need to know how we got here [Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/lvegaz/school_daze_or_whos_in_charge_part_1_of_a_series/).

The evening finally ran its course. Having brushed my teeth, washed my face, and pulled on my comfy flannel pajama pants, I was ready to settle into our evening ritual. Since our wedding night, Anne, the widow of a deceased Army Ranger Captain, and I have made it our habit to snuggle in bed and talk through the events of our respective days before reading or playing ourselves to sleep. Anne is finishing her daily debrief with her 18-year-old daughter, Honey, who is a senior at a private all-girls high school. While I waited, I picked up the paper and turned to the crosswords.

“Whew,” exhaled Anne as she whisked in and closed our bedroom door. “Let me out of these clothes so I can hear about your day.” She disappeared into the master bath. I heard her happily humming over the running water. After about 5 minutes, I heard the water turn off and she emerged from the bath with a “Ta-da!” She was wearing the barely-there white nighty I gave her for our wedding night. She is radiant as her garnet-colored hair reflected the soon to be extinguished overhead light. As she crossed the room to the switch, I couldn’t help studying her. Her firm muscles each flex as she swiftly crosses and flicks off the switch, leaving just the light shining outward from our nightstands. It made her almost ghost-like, but I could still see her amazing shape reflect through the sheer white fabric.

The Time of Cherries (Part One) [MFF]

As soon as I shut the door, we were kissing passionately and her clothes were off. She threw herself on my bed in just purple panties and a bra. I pulled my shirt over my head, pushed my pants and boxers to the floor, and crawled onto the bed after her, kissing her as she crawled backwards towards the pillows. It occurred to me at that moment that I had not even showered since having sex with Purvee, I could still smell the scent of her sex on my body. I’m sure Lauren could as well, but she didn’t hesitate.

It began in France in 2005.

I was sitting in a wicker chair in the cool air of an outdoor Parisian café reading a French newspaper when I first heard her voice, and her unmistakably feminine, American-accented English. I put my newspaper down on the small circular table for a moment, sipped my espresso, and glanced to my right to get a look at her.

She had a slender, petite figure and chin-length straight blonde hair parted down the middle. Her lips were thin and her mouth was parted wide in a broad smile. She wore a blue and white-striped long-sleeved shirt, a brown puffer vest, and a pair of skin-tight designer jeans tucked into knee-high black boots that reached almost to her knees.

Fucking my friends ex GF

I grew up with Phil and we have always competed in everything together. In high school he started getting special treatment because he became the starting QB as a sophomore.

He got a hot cheerleader junior (Lauren) as a GF and she was one of those catholic school girls who never do anything wrong. She WAS a virgin before they started dating and never got serious with anyone.

A few months into the school year Phil and I have a falling out. He started telling everyone a secret of mine so obviously I was pissed.

After football practice one day I’m walking back to my car and I see Lauren crying in hers. So I stopped by to see what was going on. That’s when I learned that her and Phil had broken up (Phil wanted to hook up with other girls).

I felt bad for her and just started talking for a couple of hours. It started to get around dinner time and our school was right next to a McDonald’s so I offer to drive us to get a quick meal before we headed our separate ways.

Just Lay Back, I’ll Do The Rest. [FF] [SubDom] [Intimate] [Long]

*Another request by u/big_gay27. I hope I did your imagination justice :)*

I met Jennifer when we were in 8th grade and we’ve been inseparable ever since. Instantly, we clicked and became the best of friends.

On my 17th birthday (I’m a little older than she is), she gave me our first kiss, as we liked each other for a while at this point. And on her 18th, I told her I loved her.

It’s almost July now. We just graduated high school, we’ve grown very close together, and my life with her was good.

I was pretty shy when it came to sexual stuff. I grew up in a guarded home where sex wasn’t talked about a lot, so I had no idea where to start. Like most teenagers, I got curious one day and looked up porn. That’s where I discovered masturbation and decided to try it for myself. It was good, don’t get me wrong. But among all of the videos I’ve watched, I’ve seen girls together and wanted to try it for myself. Masturbating just wasn’t the same. I wanted a girl in my arms to try all of this stuff with.

[FM] Friends with Oral Benefits – Part 1 (w/pics)

I came across some photos from several years ago while doing some Spring cleaning with the wife that brought back some good memories. She knows the stories behind them and wanted to share them with you. While these events are not about my wife, I have her blessing to share them. This happened way back in college, almost a year prior to us dating.

It was my second year as an RA (resident assistant) in college and one of my best friends was the RA of the floor above me. I’ve known Michelle since middle school and it was amazing to not only go to the same college together, but become RAs in the same dorm (side note, my wife was also an RA in the same building, but we didn’t know each other all that well outside being on the same staff).

https://imgur.com/a/fqZtfJx (Me and Michelle in 1997)

Michelle has always been a gorgeous girl with beautiful blonde hair, as well as a tight body from being a star soccer player in high school. I’ve always found her attractive, but our friendship started and blossomed over losing and grieving over siblings who committed suicide – her younger brother and my older sister. Don’t mean to be a downer, but it brought us closer to each other.