A sleepover none of us bargained for [ffff]

We are all settled in for the night, at our impromptu sleepover. It feels like we are back in high school, all camped out in the lounge room. We even have the scary movies playing and the snacks ready to be eaten.

Stacey is up on the couch, spread out across the whole thing under a doona, Laura is on one of the recliners next to her, and Sarah and I are sharing a mattress on the floor. We’ve all gotten ourselves positioned and I hit play on the DVD, the movie has started.

About half an hour into the movie Sarah slightly moves back towards me and pulls my arm over her side, so we are spooning.

“I fucking hate scary movies” she says “Cuddle me so I don’t freak out”. 

I laugh a little thinking she is being a wuss, but move in behind her and wrap my arm over her waist. As the movie goes on, I can feel her jumping and grabbing my hand harder each time. Every time a scary part appears on screen she ducks her head down so she doesn’t have to watch, and each time she does this she moves our joined hands up a bit, until they are resting just below her chest. Each time she takes a breath, our hands ever so lightly graze the underside of her breasts. 

college bicurous story. please lmk if you like it and what i should write about next.

blake and ari’s new relationship

Ari was a normal guy. He liked sports. played video games, kept in shape, and had a sexy girlfriend named Blake. They met in high school, and now being at the same college, living in the same dorm complex. Their relationship was going great, hanging out almost everyday since junior year, going on dates, sleeping at each other’s houses. But, Ari wanted to have sex with Blake, and Blake made it clear she wanted to wait till marriage. Ari being a virgin as well made it easy for Blake to convince him that they should wait together. Ari accepted it, as he was a chronic masturbator, jerking and cumming multiple ticks each day when he wasn’t with Blake. He loved to watch porn and stroke all day during the summer when Blake had to work. As they both packed up and moved into their dorms, they were happy that Blake’s was right about Ari’s. Ari’s being on the 5th, and Blake’s being on the top floor, the 6th, made it easy for them to see each other. They couldn’t wait for the year to begin.

I [f]ucked the one that got away, [m]any years later (LONG)

Names and identifying details changed to protect the not so innocent. Good stuff starts at ~*********~

I met Kellan in high school through – suspend your disbelief for just a moment – French club. Oddly enough this was the basis for what remains to this day one of my most intimate friendships. In high school, every emotional experience is technicolor, loud, world-consuming. Baring your soul to your best friend at 16 is all the more vulnerable because you haven’t yet learned all the reasons you need to hide it.

When we started dating we were absolutely smitten. As time went on – you know, the breathless pace of a high school year – I was increasingly frustrated that he wouldn’t mirror our emotional intimacy with the physical. He worshipped my body, let me suck him dry in the darkness of his car in the driveway, but couldn’t get over his Catholic guilt to consummate it with me. We got so close over and over again, and every time I went home dejected and unsatisfied. So, out of frustration and pent-up sexual tension, I fucked his best friend on prom night and that was that, or so I thought.

Getting-over-her-sex [MF] leads to college group sex [FMF] PART 1 of ?

This is the (part 1 of X) story about my first (and by far the most unexpected) group sex in college. Sexual reading starts under the solid line.

I’m a 5’10 lean-muscle athletic build with green/blue eyes and tanned-olive skin. American by birth but my family is Spanish/French. I’ve been told by girls my best feature is my strong jawline and shit-eating grin but I’ve never eaten shit a day in my life.

I (21M) had just broken up with my girlfriend of 2 years for cheating during a long-distance relationship while we were at separate colleges. She was attractive but very plain in bed and not adventurous at all. Naturally, after trying to get over her in a healthy way, I downloaded tinder during my internship over the summer and happened to match with an ex-girlfriend, Jane (19). We picked back up where we left off and soon realized we were both single with a summer full of possibilities.

Fucking [m]y OkCupid date [f] in an Applebee’s parking lot

Let me start out with an important fact about me: I am very lucky when it comes to casual sex, and very unlucky when it comes to love. The unlucky in love is likely because I am overly focused on it, or overly particular. Or…well my friends have theories. But the sex thing – I have no idea. I am not some Adonis or anything. Not that I’m bad looking, but I’m not special either. Being 6 ft tall and Height-weight proportionate are probably my best features. My face is average, I have dark hair and brown eyes. At the time of this story I was 26. I am not rich, nor am I particularly charismatic or anything. I think i’ts just luck.

And while it’s fun, honestly I wished it were the other way around. This story starts about 4 months after I had broken up with my girlfriend of a little over a year. After a great honeymoon period, things just kind of fell apart. It was pretty amicable as break ups go, but it was still heartbreaking and I wasn’t in a great place after.

Just a story 20 [M] remembered about my girlfriend 18 [F]

it was summer break during high school. my gf and i went to a lake with two friends (guy and girl). we settled down at the beach and dressed down to our swim wear. while we were already all sitting down, my gf was still standing. the guy friend saw her crotch and asked “woah is that a cameltoe?” my gf rolled her eyes and said “yeah i have a pussy, deal with it. or is that a problem?” he responded “no i was just curious”

she sat down and when the tension eased up a bit, he pointed at her cameltoe again and asked if that’s what being tight meant. we all laughed at his cluelessness and she explained that being tight is more of an internal thing while gesturing around down there. he remarked that her finger between the two parts of the cameltoe looks like a hot dog in a bun and we all cracked up again. then he asked if that felt like anything. she paused for a second and said that it felt pretty nice actually, especially when it’s brushing up her clit and that she’d get wet if she continued. he kinda just wow’d and then we carried on with the day.

I was 19 [M] and thought my anal dream had come true but was actually hers 18 [F] [MF]

It’s long but I love a good back story.

All through my high school years I had a lot of friends. Not just acquaintances but life long friends and mostly girls I might add. Being a bit of a mummy’s boy growing up, I always found it an extremely easy task to talk to women then I did men. This resulted in me floating between tight nit groups; mostly girls, befriending nearly anyone I could.

I copped a fair bit of ridicule for this daily. Getting called gay, a faggot and what ever other “original” name they could come up with to try and hurt me. But I didn’t care, I was playing the long game not the short.

We graduated high school and although most of the girls sort of split from my main group of friends, the boys seemed to it hold together. Drinking, partying and hanging out was a frequent and regular occurrence on the weekends and this is where the girls in high school; from other social groups, noticed a vacancy due to original girls departing. They promptly asked if they could join in on our house party’s, in which we quickly obliged, growing our parting notoriety even further.

The Time My Ex (M22) Dominated Me (F20) [FM]

This is my first time writing like this, so please be kind :). This also occurred pre-covid and I haven’t told anyone about this encounter haha. Names have been changed for ~privacy reasons~. I’ll put a marker for where the sex starts! (This story is also a little long, so I apologize in advance).

Okay, so for a little bit of backstory, my ex (let’s call him Nate) and I dated in high school for about a year and he took my virginity on my 18th birthday (corny as all hell, I know). We were a year apart in school and broke up when Nate went to the east coast for college (we went to high school on the West Coast). After we broke up, we had very little contact – there wasn’t any animosity between the two of us (since we broke up due to distance), we just didn’t stay in touch apart from a couple coffee meet-ups over the summers and a few catch-up texts here and there.

High school sweethearts reconnect Part 1 [F] [MF]

It had been about 8 years since we had seen each other last. The last few times had been brief and didn’t have the same weight without the full weight of time between. Im going to call him Noah. If you’re a Notebook fan, yes this is after that character. That movie has always had a connection for my “Noah” and I.

The first time we saw each other, we were both so nervous. I came from out of state and was visiting my family. However, I packed a romper which honestly would be hard to take off but it showed off my boobs magically. I figured it’d force my to show constraint because it would not be easy to take just my pants off or anything.