So back in high school I use to work at the local McDonald’s… my family was a little poor so I had to work all the hours I could to pay for my car and cellphone so I closed down the restaurant most nights… there’s always three closers a front cashier and two grill workers and at the time I was one of the grill workers… the other was brian, a new guy who came from a rich family who was cocky and full of himself and basically everything I wasn’t… don’t get me wrong I had friends and wasn’t shy and lost my v card already but that was the only time I had had the sex and that had been months before… the closer up front was Jen and my god she had the biggest set of tits on her!! A little chubby but held it well… she was in her 30’s at the time and had two kids and husband at home…
Tag: High School
The trashiest sex I’ve ever had… pun intended lol [m] [f]
So back in high school I use to work at the local McDonald’s… my family was a little poor so I had to work all the hours I could to pay for my car and cellphone so I closed down the restaurant most nights… there’s always three closers a front cashier and two grill workers and at the time I was one of the grill workers… the other was brian, a new guy who came from a rich family who was cocky and full of himself and basically everything I wasn’t… don’t get me wrong I had friends and wasn’t shy and lost my v card already but that was the only time I had had the sex and that had been months before… the closer up front was Jen and my god she had the biggest set of tits on her!! A little chubby but held it well… she was in her 30’s at the time and had two kids and husband at home…
[MF] My first time being cucked (Part 1 of 5)
Also posted at [r/cuckoldstories](https://www.reddit.com/r/cuckoldstories/), but I figured it might be enjoyed here too.
This story is mostly true. It is a composite of a three separate of events, but makes for a better story when told together. There are also some embellishments and names are changed, but is honest otherwise. This first post is mostly setup, but it’s non-stop after that. Enjoy!
Steph and I had been dating for just over two years. Steph is a stunning, 22-year-old 5’4″ brunette with a great body. She’s curvy and looks stunning with E cup tits that are great for her body.
We met in college and hit it off straight away, and the two years of our relationship up to now have been good, despite the odd argument. Everything was going fine up until a few months ago. Recently we’d both been stressed with work and grad school, and our sex life had been struggling as we were less focused on each other. Having opposite work schedules where I work nights and she works days, with only one night a week together, made it worse. This, teamed with the excitement that comes with a new relationship wearing off, resulted in us only having sex about once a week instead of once a day like we used to. I think that part of the problem we were having was that Steph wanted me to take charge and take the initiative, which I struggled with.
[F]un with [F]riends on weekend visits ho[M]e. (Full story)
I (then 18/M) started dating K (18/F)
towards the end of my senior year of high school. We knew the “long distance” of me going away to college (about 1.5 hours drive) in the fall & her staying back home was going to be hard, but we knew we could make it work.
One weekend around midterms that spring, I was unable to make my weekend trip home because of being swamped with assignments and needing to study. K asked me if we were okay and if the reason for me not coming home was truly being overloaded with work. Once I assured her we were great and that it was just the work holding be back that weekend, she let the flood gates open on a little secret of hers.
Her big secret was that she had been developing a sort of crush on two of her two female friends and that she thinks she is Bi. K had been hanging out with A (18/F) & P (18/f) more while I was away at school. The crush got a little stronger after the three started trading bedroom stories. K asked me what I thought about her secret and if she could approach A or P with her secret. Depending on how they reacted, her plan was ask them to play with us.
[F]un with [F]riends on weekend visits ho[M]e. 1:3
Part 1 of 3:
I (then 18/M) started dating K (18/F) towards the end of our senior year of high school. We knew the “long distance” of me going away to college (about 1.5 hours drive) in the fall & her staying back home was going to be hard, but we knew we could make it work.
One weekend around midterms that spring, I was unable to make my weekend trip home because of being swamped with assignments and needing to study. K asked me if we were okay and if the reason for me not coming home was truly being overloaded with work. Once I assured her we were great and that it was just the work holding be back that weekend, she let the flood gates open on a little secret of hers.
Her big secret was that she had been developing a sort of crush on two of her two female friends and that she thinks she is Bi. K had been hanging out with A (18/F) & P (18/F) more while I was away at school. The crush got a little stronger after the three started trading bedroom stories. K asked me what I thought about her secret and if she could approach A or P with her secret. Depending on how they reacted, her plan was ask them to play with us.
Losing [M] My Virginity to a [F] Dirty Girl
Retired (early) fellow here, sharing stories about fun and wild escapades. Long story but please stick with me.
I was awkward around girls in high school and had a couple of dates, but I was still a virgin when I graduated. So off I went to a small college that fall, enrolling in a rigorous liberal arts program that required you to live in a dorm your first two years. All of the freshman and sophomore students, as well as a few upperclassmen, lived in a cluster of four dorms and shared the same dining hall. Many of the classes were held in rooms in the dorms, and the social atmosphere was strong. While the dorms were same sex, rules about visiting were not enforced except if campus security caught you, which was a rarity. So as you see, it was a tight-knit environment, and it engendered a lot of hanky-panky.
Jennie or “I’ll Have the Short Stack, Please.” [MF]
*These are my sexual memoirs. Public reflections on a time in my life when I unapologetically fucked absolutely everyone I could. And I do mean everyone.
I often break the fourth wall, because why shouldn’t you be a part of the fun, Dear Reader? Whenever I share my inner monologue as I write these depraved records, it will be set in parentheses (Like so).
I’ll also tag each post with the gender of the subjects, both in accordance with the rules and so you can avoid experiences that make your incredibly masculine and totally never curious penis feel a bit strange and tingly.
Oh, and everyone was 18 years of age or older at the time these events occurred. And I don’t mean in the technical sense either. That cat girl with the vag-dick apparatus is not nine-hundred years old, stop lying to yourself.*
ONE AND ONLY DISCLAIMER OVER
An Ozarks Thanksgiving Miracle [MM] [LONG]
I met Brett my first year of college when we were both placed on a recruiting team that would travel each weekend to different locations throughout the midwest and mid-Atlantic regions. My first impression of him was that he was certainly easy on the eyes and had a pleasing personality to match. Since our recruiting team was musical, I discovered that he had a great tenor voice that paired nicely with my own baritone. During our rehearsals, I gleaned much information about him — information that I hoped would be useful in the future that school year. He was as straight as an arrow, and I was a closeted gay who passed for straight.
The Haunting of Palmer Mansion Chapter 6.5 [MF] [inc] [cheat]
*I’ve written this story through chapter 23. All chapters are available on my website. You can find the link in my Reddit profile if you’re interested. If you prefer to wait, I’ll post about a chapter a month here. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!*
Previous Chapters:
[Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/e4j43f/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_1_mf_inc/)
[Chapter 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/e50w0w/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_2_mf_inc/)
[Chapter 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/e98v9l/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_3_mf_inc/)
[Chapter 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ebh0qr/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_4_mf_inc/)
[Chapter 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ej3wo1/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_5_mf_inc/)
[Chapter 5.5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ej3xo4/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_55_mf_inc/)
[Chapter 6](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ewqsoi/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_6_mf_inc/)
Daniel burst in the front door after school. His sister still trudged up the front walk behind him. “Mom?” He walked into the entry room and looked around. Something caught his eye to the left. Something white on the floor outside the locked door. He walked over to it and looked down. Drawn on the floor in white power was a crude bird with an arrow in its claw.
“What’s that?” Brittney walked up next to her brother and looked down.
“That will rid us of our little ghost, problem. Supposedly.” George descended the stairs and looked down at his kids. “There’s a few of those symbols around the house. Don’t disturb them or face the wrath of your mother.”
The curious tale of Nina [MF]
There are very few people that I’ve met in my life that I would consider spiritual. Most people are full of shit, using any word they could to add depth to their character.
However, there are some people that the ability to live up to certain words. Nina was one of those kinds of people.
When I think about her, even to this day she’s a free spirit, completely transparent and one of the biggest freaks I’ve ever had.
It wasn’t excessively nasty or anything particular it was just the passion she exuded.
We went to JR high school together, didn’t really associate with each other but found each other on social media while we were both in college.
By then, she had a kid and was working her way out of a toxic situation with the father of her child.
She had pictures of her kid plastered anywhere she could’ve posted them, so I figured out her situation fairly quickly.
When I found her, I DM’d her and we started talking almost daily for about 2 weeks. She was funnier and smarter than I anticipated, pleasantly surprised I was eager to set something up where we could hang out in person.