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A new aquantence [MF]

Last night I had a tinder boy come over, it was our first meet. It was around 6 pm and I was having a child-free night. I was home, smoking a bowl and a rush hornyness came over me. I started scrolling through potential boys and saw the usual fuck boy options.

Then I saw him, I saw this awkward-looking 18-year-old, he looked young and fresh. He looked like the kind of guy that did not get many matches. I swiped on him and it was an instant match.

He messaged me quickly after that and we began talking. He was looking for a gf and to hang out. I told him I only wanted dick. That peaked his interest, but he said he had only gotten a bj from a gf in high school, he had never fucked.

He was over to my place within the hour where he found me in matching panties and my hair up. I had him get on the bed and removed his shorts. He revealed a very freshly shaven cut cock. He was already hard when I began sucking him, and his cum tasted sweet. Read more »

Personal Awakening [Mf] [insecurity] [sex therapy] [blowjob] [straight sex]

I was ashamed of my body. I was ashamed of sexual desires and wants. There was so much anxiety around exposing myself to someone else, even someone I loved. After a string of failed relationships I decided to seek out help. My last boyfriend had given me the name of a psychotherapist who specializes in intimacy trouble. I was, in all honesty, terrified of talking to this man about my hang ups with sex, sexual acts, nudity and even just kissing.

I didn’t feel as though I was asexual, I wanted sex, I enjoyed the thought of it. I just became horribly panicked if it looked like things were heading that way. It was uncomfortable to say the least. My last boyfriend had tried to help. He tried to be understanding about it, but he just got sick of the insecurities and hangups I had around sex. He wanted more and I was unwilling to seek treatment for the anxiety because it was ’embarrassing.’ Read more »

I got a blowjob from a bottle service girl in the back room of a nightclub. [FM]

I started DJing in high school and did it through Uni (as a way to make extra money under the table) and after coming back to the States I mostly bartended and DJ’d to make money until I could find a more stable 9-5. That never really happened for more than a short stretch, so I’ve worked as a tour and nightclub DJ now for a while (well, not for the last five months) and I’ve been fortunate enough to travel all over for the job. For a while, I worked with a rapper for a while who was moderately popular for some time (if you were in college in 2015, you definitely got drunk to his music). About five years ago, we toured the US and at one point played two shows in three nights in Arizona, with a night off in between where I secured a gig playing a bottle service club. When I showed up on Saturday (early as always), I introduced myself to the managers, security, bartenders, barbacks, and bottle girls just to be friendly, exchanging IG and Snap info with some of them, standard stuff to do so you can tag them in your posts. They had flier’d for the night touting me as the rapper’s DJ, so they had an opening DJ as well, who was cool. I got to talking to a few of the bottle service girls before we opened and snapped some pics for social media. One of them in particular, Amanda, was interested in the rapper and wanted to know all about him. She asked if I could put her and some friends on my guest list for the show the next night, and I told her sure. She was not really my type but was definitely attractive — platinum bleach blonde, ditzy, fake tits, nails, and lips, about 5’1″, and tons of makeup. She has something like 72k followers on IG for a reason, and it’s not because she gives great life advice (admittedly, I still follow her there). Read more »

[MF] It’s all about the blow job!!!

I will apologize now if some stereotypes are mentioned in this story. It is not about offending, but to be more accurate as I remembered how things played out 15 or so years ago.

Marguerite was of Chinese descent. She was an over achiever in every sense of the word. Though she grew up in the States, her family kept a strict Chinese household where excellence is expected in everything they did thus explaining Marguerite’s personality. But don’t get me wrong. She was not uptight or nerdy. Actually quite the opposite. She was friendly, charming, witty and very approachable.

She was a very good friend and I was part of her inner circle which means… I was one of the guys that she practiced her blow job techniques on. But I am getting ahead of myself.

When Marguerite was in high school, a boyfriend told her that she was terrible at giving head. Instead of taking offense, she actually made it a goal to learn about giving the best head possible. I am not talking about practicing on a carrot like “Fast Times at Ridgemont High” or “Old School”. She actually read books and watched videos on how to improve her technique to achieve the best possible result. Her approach was very scientific, even going so far as to writing papers about it. She is the only woman I know that actually paid money to learn how to give a better blow job. Read more »

Nude Photoshoot [OC][MF]

I knew Ava from my freshman year of college. We got along well because we shared a love of anime and old science fiction movies. Admittedly, she was a little more open about her love of nerd-culture, whereas I was a little more withdrawn because I was into sports, and with that came the ridiculous stigma of, “football players don’t watch Japanese cartoons”. Even though I ran with a kind of ‘in-between’ crowd in school, youthful naivity kept my love of all things nerdy closeted. I had an irrational fear of being socially ‘outed’ because I didn’t know anybody else like me.

When it was time to leave for college, I finally felt free to express myself when I met several like-minded people. Ava caught my eye immediately because she was tan and fit, with jet-black hair chopped at the shoulders. She had a pair of thick, wide hips with an ass and a pair of breasts to match. Despite her physique, she hadn’t been wildly likeable in school. She had run with the nerd-crowd and as a result, didn’t get the recognition she deserved and did not understand how hot she was. Come college-time, she had become full-figured gorgeous. Likewise, despite my sports career, I was equally shy and never hit it off with the ladies, let alone the ‘in-crowd’, and the two of us bonded over our awkwardness. When we first met freshman year of college, we dated for a few months before breaking up and going our separate ways. It was mutual. Read more »

How I [M] found out my innocent best friend [F] is a little slut.

Warning, this is a long post, but worth it.

So I met my friend via the internet, back in 2013. She followed me on twitter, I followed her back, and we regularly struck up conversation as we had a lot of the same interests, until eventually we were talking constantly on Kik. At the time, she was away at college, and on the reverse end, I was still at home while all my friends were away at college, so we were both pretty lonely, so we were both an outlet for each other to vent and talk, it was great. Straight away, I thought she was hot, and I mean an absolute 10. Even my irl friends used to insist she must be a bot because “there’s no way a girl that hot just happens to like everything that you like”, but nope, she was legit, we Skyped each other a lot and became really close. At the time, she was still dating a guy she’d been with since high school, but things weren’t great between them, in fact they’d recently taken a break at the time and had only just gotten back together a little while before we’d met. He even joined one of our video calls once, and I could tell he was a lot more into her than she was into him. Anyway, to cut this part of the story short, they broke up, and she went through a tough period mentally, until it got to a point where I was worried she may do something. Eventually, one night, she broke down and came out to me as bisexual. To me, this wasn’t a big deal, but as she lived in an extremely religious part of America, with family members and a local community that was incredibly homophobic, it was tough for her to deal with and she said she’d never come out to anyone before. I’d later find out that she actually had a female friend with benefits away at college. Read more »

Francis’s Audition

Finally the day had come: the worst evening of the semester. Might as well face it with dignity. I put on my green dress, two inch heels and some serious eyeliner. As an instructor I always dressed professionally, but giving auditions required an extra level of formality.

I drove to the high school apprehensively. It wasn’t the task itself, I loved music and being with a different set of students. The problem was the drama. A long night of unprepared kids getting all worked up over what chair they would sit in.

I sat down cross-legged. The first clarinet player came in and the monotony began. They Warm-up, then start recording. State the date and have the student say their name. Then scales. Then the required prepared piece. Then the optional piece. Then sight reading. Then the next student to do it all again..

I was bored before I started, and after two hours not much had changed. What made it even more tedius is that I could have used last semester’s auditions, the same kids didn’t practice. Read more »

My Best Friend’s Dad [Teen] [MF]

My family moved from California to Texas four years ago, during the summer before my freshman year. Entering high school was going to be hard enough, but to do it in a completely different town, a completely different state, I wasn’t so sure. Amanda made it easy. I met Amanda the day after we moved in. July, in Texas, is hot; the sun lives here, I swear. The doorbell rang, I opened the door, and there she was. Amanda. Wearing shorter shorts than we wear in Cali, a skimpy little tank top that halfway covered her bikini top. She was 14, same age as me. That afternoon she would become my first friend in my new home.

Freshman year breezed by, thanks to Amanda. We played together, studied together, talked about boys together. Our bodies became more developed, filling out our bikinis a bit more nicely. We were both on the volleyball team, skipping cheerleader tryouts, at least for freshman year. Sophomore year was more of the same. Amanda talked me into trying out for cheerleader. We both made it! More studying together and talking about boys, and practicing our cheers. My first kiss, my first real kiss, was with her. It wasn’t a lesbian type kiss or anything. Neither of us had ever kissed a boy, and Amanda had a huge crush on this guy, I don’t remember his name, but he asked her to Spring Fling. She was freaking out. Read more »

We meet again chapter 1

Introduction:

Tammy has been a friend since high school, we played around our senior year but became lovers much later in life. She was surprised the first time my wife told her to sleep with me. Now she looks forward to it when she comes to townI attended my high school reunion last month, it was nice to see every one again.Tammy was there looking just as beautiful as the last time I had seen her. She welcomed me again with her cheerful voice and a hug and kiss.”Where’s your wife” she asked looking around “she is down state”.Telling her she was watching my grandson while my daughter was having another baby.Well I am sorry I missed her ,

Do you think she would mind if I stayed over tonight, I am heading back home on Monday”Tammy asked.”I dont think she will mind at all, you know how she is. I sure do, I was hoping to get back with you before I leave. I am glad I was able to see you here”Tammy said giving my hand a squeeze.”Well I am going to make my rounds, I will talk back with you later”she said. I watched her walk away ,at 62 she still had a firm butt I couldn’t wait to get her naked again . Read more »