Helping Out at School [MF] [Part 1]

Hello all,

This is the first part of my first ever story, so any and all feedback is welcome; I would love to improve my skills! Just a heads up, it is a bit wordy especially at the beginning, but it is worth it if you want context. If you don’t care about the context, feel free to skip to where the *asterisks* are. Enjoy! Also, if there is anything you guys want to see in my future work, please let me know!

During the winter break of my second year at college, I went back home to live with my dad and stepmom because our break was over a month long and I didn’t feel like living alone in my dorm since my roommate also went back to his home over break. My dad’s two conditions over break were that I had to have a job and that I had to get along with my stepmom, Alicia. He always made sure to tell me to get along with Alicia since we didn’t really get off on the best foot when my dad first brought her home, but that was six years ago, and I had matured a lot since then. Finding a job would be a lot harder. In my hometown, there weren’t a lot of places that would just hire me knowing that I would only be able to work for a month. Also, since I was on break, I didn’t want a job that would force me to work every day. I wanted to have some time to relax.

Touchdown, Kenner: Part 1

TOUCHDOWN, KENNER! LUKE KENNER!!!”

The crowd roared as I scored my 5th touchdown of the game against our fiercest rival. Out of breath, I trotted back to our sideline in hopes for a rest break. I was swarmed by my excited teammates.

“ATTA BOY LUKE!”
“YEAH BABY!”
“WHOO HOOO!”

My coach ran over to me.

“GREAT JOB KENNER! TAKE YOUR HELMET OFF, YOYRE DONE FOR THE NIGHT! I CANT ASK ANYMORE FROM YOU!”

I collapsed onto the bench and leaned back. I glanced at the scoreboard.

Pine Hill: 35
Long Creek: 0

I was tired, but felt good. Little did I know that night had just begun….

I exited the locker room and was met by a crowd of parents, students, and other Pine Hill fans. They cheered and high fived me as I walked through them.

Daisy and Claude in France (full series yet unnamed) [MF][HJ]

    I enjoyed the feeling of the summer breeze on my legs as I walked down the narrow avenue, lined with quaint bistros and inviting bookstores that sold the kind of books I’d never quite get around to reading. Almost self-consciously, I drew the fabric of my billowing white skirt so it laid flat as I walked. I was in love with the delicate eyelet pattern and the pristine ivory of the dress. It made me feel fashionable, artistic, and utterly European—even though I was none of those things. In my too-expensive boots and designer sunglasses, I knew I was capable of turning heads, but that’s not why I went overboard on the shopping.

    It was nice, being someone else for a while. I didn’t feel like my plain, often-awkward self as I strolled down the Cours Mirabeau. I had only been in France for two days, but I was already in love. Aix-en-Provence was not Paris or Marseilles, but had a little bit of a quiet country feel that made me feel right at home. Growing up in a small town in Kentucky, I’d never dreamed I’d look out on a world that was so beautiful, but the South of France had me speechless.

How I grew to love all things anal [MF]

If you’ve seen any of my pics, a good deal of them show me with a buttplug. It’s no secret, I spend a lot of time plugged. I carry on a good deal of my daily activities plugged. My husband indulges my love of all things anal. It makes me feel complete.

My first experience with anal wasn’t all that great. My boyfriend back in high school wanted to try anal about a year into our relationship. We were young, inexperienced (I was his first, he was my second) and completely and utterly clueless. Sex shops were 18+, we weren’t legal, so no porn or toys (yes, this was BEFORE the Internet). Attempts consisted of him trying to stick his dick in my ass and getting nowhere. Every so often, he would try to lube up with Vaseline. Results weren’t too much better. But, bless his heart, he kept trying over the course of our relationship. And then, on one acid fueled night, it happened. I have no real recollection as to what he did differently, but I don’t recall it being particularly painful, nor particularly memorable. After years of trying, it was very anticlimactic. We did wind up doing it a few more times, but it was never all that great. We wound up breaking up in college and going our separate ways.

My First Time with a Cougar [30] [f] who Pried Me [m] [21] Out of My Bartending Shift

This story takes place a few years back. I was twenty one, in college and worked as a bartender at a sports bar just outside of downtown.

Although I lost my virginity in High School, and had a pretty consistent and solid sex life, I had always been girlfriends both in HS and College.

I had recently broken up with my girlfriend and just started to hook up with some of the girls at school who I knew and hung around with frequently.

That said, I’d never had a one night stand, nor had a hooked up with a customer from the bar and I had never been with an older woman.

Soon enough this would all change. Looking back on it, I was pretty naive about a lot of sexual things, but I digress.

The bar. It was a cool place. Private owner (non-corporate), great clientele, a handful of regulars and a solid staff. Most of us were in college or had recently graduated, it was very much the fun, vibrant grab-assy type of staff that I’m sure many of you who have bartended or worked in restaurants can relate to.

My first time with another woman [FF]

Since I first started touching myself, I knew I was sexually attracted to women. Maybe it all started when I was discovering my own body -I used to masturbate in front of a full body mirror, just looking at my curves, my breasts, my ass, my sex-, or maybe when I found my dad’s dirty magazines and got wet looking at all those beautiful, sexy women. I remember in those days I had to quickly touch myself and cum before anyone interrupted me, but guess that also made it fun and exciting… The same happened when I stayed up late to watch those really silly softcore “porn” movies on cable, where you could only see half naked women, but at that time, I still went crazy horny and had to touch myself and cum as soon as possible…

I [M] had sex with a former friend’s ex [F] secretly in front of her friends

(Repost on my new account. This is my first time posting so I apologize if it’s rambling but would love feedback).

So Arnie and I were friends in high school. Not the closest of friends in our group. I never really hung out with his girlfriend Samantha one on one but always thought she was absolutely stunning. Anyway, Arnie and I’s friendship seemed destined to fade during college even though we were going to the same place. They were going to do long distance in college so even if I did see her, it would be to visit him.

As luck would have it, she went to college with my best friend Chris. By junior year, I finally made it out there to visit Chris and we were going to go on an adventure to do some acid in the woods at the cabin a friend of his had access to.

[30F] I’m going to ask you to imagine something

Imagine this.

Imagine that you’re part of a friend group, a very close friend group, of two guys and three girls. Now imagine you’ve been close friends for maybe 15 years, since early high school, and imagine that this is just an incredibly normal, though somewhat nerdy and academically successful, group of friends.

Imagine that you’re the shyest, nerdiest guy in the group, and naturally, you’ve grown up maybe fantasizing about any – or all – of the three girls in the group on and off over a long period of friendship. That would be natural, right?

Now imagine there’s a fourth girl, who isn’t a part of the main group, but is very close friends with a few of you from the group, and very familiar with it. She occasionally joins you and hangs out as well. She and one of the main three girls in your group also have a best friend, a fifth girl, who also hangs out with you occasionally, but less commonly (she’s mainly friends with the two women separately). You know both of them very well.

I sucked his brother off & got caught. [mf]

Part 8. I know I took waaay too long to get this part out. Sorry! Link to part 7 below. Skip to the ………. for the sexy parts. This one is a doozy and is really long.
For context reasons: My name is Manny. It’s short for Manuela. Derek is Jace’s little brother. Jace was about to be 22. Derek and I were 18.

My Sex Only Arrangement [MF] from gonewildstories

After Jace & I were caught, hell broke loose. I was yanked out of the hotel room by my mom. She was sobbing. And my dad kept threatening to kill Jace. I think my cousin Abe was the only reason that didn’t happen.

When I got home, I was told to pack my belongings. My parents basically blasted to my entire extended family that I had been caught at a hotel with Jace and that I was no longer their daughter. Everyone was staying at my parents house since they were in town for my graduation.

My Aunt Lila & Aunt Mel were helping me mediate with my parents. They knew this was bad. They managed to convince my parents to let me buy the car they had gifted me from them. This basically cleaned my savings from the last 4+ years.