A camping trip with my sister’s friends really opened me up part 1 [MF] [FF]

A couple weeks ago my sister (Liz) invited me to go camping with her a few of her friends. There was Danny, Jami, and Liz’s recent ex boyfriend Mike. They were still dating when the trip was planned. But they were still getting along okay so they both went on the trip.

My sister was kind of bringing me as backup because the friend group had kind of taken Mike’s side in the breakup. I didn’t know a lot of the details at the time.

The plan was three nights out in the woods. Two tents. Lots of booze and drugs.

I’m a senior in high school, named Alyse, 18 yo, and this was by far the most sexually charged experience I’ve ever been on. Every single person in this friend group very clearly wanted to fuck each other. Same sexes included. They were all 19 or 20, 1st or 2nd years at college.

I’m short, brunette, pretty boring looking in my opinion but honestly I do have huge tits and a big fat ass. I’m not overweight tho, I’ve been told I have good proportions. Only ever had sex with one guy before this story. And fooled around with a couple girls at a sleepover lol.

[MF] Unexpected Roadhead – Superior Wisconsin

This story happened to me when I was in college. I was visiting my parents in Duluth, and went out to a notorious club called Stargate across the border in Wisconsin. I went alone. Had an open relationship with my GF at the time, and was feeling bored and horny.

I paid my cover and went in, wandering about the dance floor for a while, trying to hit on a couple of young ladies before deciding to check out the upstairs. There, I noticed a beautiful woman dancing alone near the railing. I approached her, and made eye contact, before asking if 1) I could buy her a drink and 2) if she wanted to dance. She was down for both of these things, so I ran to the bar. Being a college aged dirtbag with poor money management skills, I wasn’t even sure if my debit card would work to order the drinks, but I gave it a shot. She wanted brandy (and I’m not going to buzz market the particular brand). Once my card was run successfully, I came over and brought her a drink.

(Not So) Silent Night [MF] [Oral] [Christmas]

Growing up, Nora Oliver-Winters was the kind of soft-spoken girl that few noticed. She was quiet, keeping to herself and rarely causing a raucous. Her high school sweetheart turned husband, Nicholas Winters, was the same. He was the kind of quiet, reserved boy that few gave a second thought.

When they got together, it seemed so fitting. Some of their friends said that they were the calmest, quietest couple of all time. Those same friends probably didn’t see them around the holidays. That was when they came out of their shell and made a little noise.

“I don’t know what gets into you during the holidays, but it’s really something,” Nora’s father used to tell her.

That was generous on her father’s part, but still accurate. As a kid, Nora was the kind of girl who would squeal with joy before sitting on Santa’s lap at the mall. As a teenager and adult, she would sing loudest whenever Christmas music came on or whenever holiday parties got rowdy. Fittingly enough, her husband was often the one who helped make them rowdy.

An ongoing fantasy of (M)ine

When I was between marriages, before I met my wife, I carried on an affair with married woman for over a year. Kim was early 40s, a former beauty queen that had gained a lot of weight when she was pregnant but still had awesome curves. Her husband was a very successful businessman that owned several tire shops around the area. He was also a fat slob, former all-American athlete, that had to lay down to get a blowjob, otherwise his gut hung over his dick and she couldn’t get to it. He was always hounding her for sex, but she found him disgusting and only fucked him enough to keep him from kicking her out. Their son was 16 and attended a private military school, only coming home on the weekends and during school breaks.

The following is an ongoing fantasy I have about Kim. The fantasy is set in current time although our affair was over 25 years ago. Cell phones were just coming out and most were so big they had to be mounted in a car. Anyway, on with the fantasy.

Smoking session turns into threesome [MFF]

The past few weeks I’ve been working nights at my job. It’s really messed up my sleeping schedule recently. By the time I get up most days it’s already the middle of the night.

Most nights I usually find a movie and smoke some weed to relax being that there isn’t much to do.

However, last Wednesday one of my friends that I knew from JR high school hit me up to catch up and shoot the shit. I didn’t mind at all being that she was really good company, not to mention she’s extremely attractive and smokes as well.

Picture a thick caramel toned milf about 5’4 in height with full lips and short thick curly hair. We will call her Nina for whatever reason.

Anyways, she wanted to smoke and catch up but it was too cold and too late to hangout at a park or something so I suggested we link up with one of my other friends because we could smoke in her apartment.

It was kind of a risk being that there was a chance that both of these females would hate each other but I was so mentally invested into the idea that I didn’t even think about it at the moment.

I Taught Her How to Masturbate [FF]

This story is about my college friend who confided in me, she had never masturbated before. I, being the best friend ever, had to show her what she was missing out on.

I masturbate daily and when she first told me she had never touched her self until orgasm I was shocked. We both left a super religious environments to a free one. That bonded us together from the start. We both hid in our dorms the first few nights fearing what Sodom and Gomorrah would be like. She seemed to be more stressed about being social than our school work. I tried lightening her mood by joking a bit.

“Listen, we don’t have to go party and fuck guys. We can easily fuck ourselves and get to hell that way”

She snorted and confess “I guess I’m not going to Hell. I still have done either,”

“We both haven’t! Sure, college has its books but it’s about adult life. Parties and fucking boys are still on my list”

“No, I mean I’ve never touched myself”

“Excuse me?”

By this time “Sara” was looking at her reflection through her hanging mirror. I saw she was serious.

Will you teach me about sex

‘Will you teach me about sex?’
‘WHAT THE FUCK?’ my mind screamed as I looked across the breakroom table and away from my email to see Meghan looking directly into my eyes.
‘Ummm excuse me what exactly did you say?’ I asked.
Meghan obviously embarrassed and nervous said again ‘Will you teach me about sex?’.
Now I’m really confused. Here’s this barely 18 year old extremely attractive young girl asking me a question I have absolutely zero reference to.
A little back story on me. I’m ‘fuck you ‘rich. I had a couple of lucky breaks in life such as investing in Google heavily early pretty much on a dare and coming up with a design program that revolutionized the industry I was in. I got tired of the rat race and moved to a very small town and decided to live simple and not ‘show off’ my wealth and, in fact, make it look like I was a poor working class guy so I didn’t have to deal with putting on airs or running with the rich and shameless. I’d had enough of that in my late 20’s and just wanted to chill out for the most part in my day to day life. For my ‘fun’ times I had a slew of contacts in the high end swinging community (I craved the simple life but I wasn’t dead yet). So on my weekends off from my ‘job’ I’d head into the big city and hang with my swinger friends seeing what kind of trouble I could get into. It was a fun dichotomy of life. Now why was I slinging groceries for a minimum wage job? Well pretty simple really. A couple of years of pretty much doing nothing other than surfing the internet, going to parties on the weekends, and long hours of solitude and I was bored. I needed to do SOMETHING to get out and interact with people. Quite frankly I was bored, soft, and had reached the end of the internet. I needed human interaction with real people so I got a job at the local grocery store. It was physical enough to keep me fit and just getting to know and work with real people was actually fun to me.
‘Teach you what Meghan?’ I asked.
‘Teach me about sex’ she said chewing on her lower lip.
I looked around the break room. We were alone and nobody was coming and I had no idea where she was going with this so I asked ‘Don’t they teach you that in high school?’.
‘Well yes’ she said ‘but it’s all books and how not to get pregnant or how to not catch a disease. I need to know what real sex is all about’.
‘Meghan I don’t know what I can do about that’ I said ‘I guess you’re going to just learn the old fashioned way. Frankly I don’t think this conversation is appropriate between you and I’.
‘Stop it please. I’m 100% serious here’ she hissed ‘I’m going off to college next year, I’m a virgin, and I’m scared to death about what I know is eventually going to happen no matter what. I don’t want to learn on my own with a bunch of fumble fingered boys that are just trying to get their rocks off. I want to learn about sex and how to be good at it so I can actually enjoy it instead of being a cum dump for a local jerk’ . Her eyes were shimmering with tears now. ‘You’re always so nice to everyone even us young kids and with your stories about traveling and your club life I figured you would know more about it than anybody. I want you to teach me about sex. Real sex not just books and talk’.
Was I hearing her right? Was this young girl who was barely 18 actually asking me to fuck her? This absolutely had to be a set up and I have to admit I had enjoyed a passing fantasy or two about her. But that would be normal for any heterosexual guy. Honey blonde hair to her waist, large B or small C cups, an angelic face with full pouty lips, a thin waist and flat tummy that flared out to great hips and a tight little butt. Ya I had considered it. I had to think fast because if this blew up in my face I was finished in this town and I loved my life the way it was. Fortunately I was always a quick thinker and the basis of a plan formed in my mind.
‘Meghan’ I said a bit sternly ‘if you’re serious about this I think you need to talk to a friend of mine. She’s very open and very understanding. If, after you’ve talked to her, you are serious then we can talk and see where that goes but I really think you should talk to her. Here’s her address. I’m going to call her and tell her you’ll be there shortly after you get off this afternoon. Go see her and talk to her. She’s a friend and very discrete. Let me know how it goes’.
Of course the address I gave her was mine. We were definitely going to have a talk away from work. While I didn’t want to manipulate this girl I did want to help her and it was an opportunity I was going to have a very hard time passing up.
Over the next four hours I did a lot of thinking and came up with a plan to keep both of us safe and discrete but, if she was 100% serious, I would teach her about sex. All aspects of it. And how to always enjoy it no matter what.
I got home, took a quick shower, tossed on a pair of sweats and a t shirt and waited. My driveway was very long, gravel, and couldn’t be accessed without a gate code (which I had written down for her) so I wasn’t worried about random people showing up.
About 30 minutes after I got out of the shower I heard the ‘beep’ that announced that the gate had been activated. I checked my cameras and it showed Meghan pulling up the driveway alone with no cars on the main road so I was pretty sure she was alone. Boy was she in for a surprise.
I watched carefully as she walked up to the door to be 100% sure she was alone. Then I heard her knock. Of course my dogs went nuts and I had to quietly hustle them out back then I walked to the front door and opened it.
The look on her face when she saw me was one of confusion and surprise which was my intent. I wanted to keep her a little off balance for the coming conversation so I could trip her up if this was some kind of teenage set up.
‘Meghan’ I said with a smile ‘come in’.
She stepped into the hallway and I ushered her to the living room offering her a seat on the couch. I asked her if she wanted a drink and she wanted a bottle of water, understandable. She was obviously nervous and very confused so I decided to start the conversation.
‘Meghan’ I said ‘I lied to you. I didn’t want you to know you were coming to my place just in case you got a case of the teenage blabs. I don’t invite people here because I value my privacy and my solitude but I wanted to continue the conversation away from work and potentially prying eyes and ears. So I want you to repeat what you asked me today. If you have changed your mind we can talk about what made you say it. If you are serious we can discuss how to proceed. I want you to know that I’m going to record our conversation for my protection and yours because this is quite possibly the most serious decision you’ve made in your life to date. So do you want to repeat what you told me at work today or do you just need an older and more experienced friend to talk to?’
She sat there for a minute thinking things over and I think gathering her courage then she said ‘I want you to teach me about sex. I’m going to college this fall and I’ve never so much as let a boy touch me. I’ve been thinking and feeling more and more about going ahead and doing it but I don’t want to be bad at it and I don’t want to learn about it in the back seat of some clumsy guy that will run around town the next day bragging about it’.
‘Fair enough but why me? I’m old enough to practically be your grandfather and I’m not particularly good looking. I’m sure there are plenty of college aged or even 30 year old guys in town that if you acted interested would both have sex with you and are mature enough to be reasonably discreet about it’.
‘Because you’re you. You’re always so nice to everyone but there’s something about you that’s different. The guys I go to school you work with told me about your past like it’s a legend or something. You were a somewhat famous DJ, you traveled all over the country, you’ve met stars, raised a child on your own. They all look up to you. Then there’s the way you treat all of us girls at work. Not like an uncle or a father but you make us feel safe when you walk us to our cars at night and look out for us. Every girl there has a little bit of a crush on you but you never flirt or hit on us like every other guy of all ages there at least try to do. You’re different and I bet you’ve had lots of sex so you probably know a lot about it. We all wonder why you’re not married or ever seem to date but you never even crack the door for anyone to explore. I have to admit I’ve thought about you sometimes when I’m, um, alone and horny and that fantasy has built up. I know you’d never hurt me and would protect me so over the last few months I built up my courage and today it just came flying out when we were finally totally alone. I’m so embarrassed and please don’t think bad of me. I just want to learn and I want you to teach me’.
I sat as if considering but of course I’d already made up my mind so I reached for my phone and the script I’d written for her but before handing it to her I wanted to push one more time to be sure she was 100% serious and could keep her mouth shut.
‘I’m inclined to help you Meghan but I want you to understand the ground rules. I will teach you all about sex. The theoretical, the practical, and the philosophical. But I want you to understand that you will be doing things you’ve never thought you’d do. If we agree to this you are not allowed to say ‘no’ or hesitate at any time. Whatever I arrange for you to do you will do. Now there’s a reason I want you to give me this kind of control. If I’m going to teach you about sex I am going to push your limits. You’re young and some of the things that you may think are ‘icky’ or ‘gross’ now will be things you’ll want to try later in life and may not have the opportunity. The reasons vary. You may marry a guy that is set that he doesn’t want to help you with a fantasy because he thinks it’s ‘icky’ or ‘gross’. You may have kids that you can’t let yourself go around. The reasons for why I need total control vary but those are the basics. If we do this you’re going to get a good all around education about sex and all of the different things people do. I will never hurt you nor allow you to be hurt. I will be discrete and protect your privacy. I will be stern but kind to you. Think of me as one of your soccer coaches. They push you beyond the limits you think you have to make you a better player. If you cooperate with me fully when you go to college and you decide to have sex with some guy you’ll wind up making him your bitch. Do you agree to all of what I’ve just said?’
She sat there thinking and absorbing my words for a few minutes then looked up at me straight into my eyes and said ‘yes. Please Mr. Q I want you to teach me all about sex. Theoretical, philosophical, and practical. I’m 100% sure I want to do this’.
I stared into her blue green eyes for a minute then handed her the script I had written and the instructions for how she was to deliver it. She read it, blushed quite a bit, re read it and nodded. I put my camera on record and pointed it at her and said ‘you can start whenever you want’.
She took a deep breath and said ‘I am Meghan Johnson. I am 18 years old and I have asked Mr. Q to teach me all about sex. I’m 100% serious and I swear I’m doing this of my own accord. Mr. Q has in no way coerced, drugged, or pressured me. I’m doing this because I want to learn the right way with someone with experience instead of figuring it out on my own with boys who don’t know what they’re doing. To prove that this statement is true and accurate please watch further’.
She stood then hands shaking a bit and pulled her t-shirt up over her head exposing a lacy white bra that barely contained her breasts. Next she bent down and took her shorts to the floor stepping out of them and her cute spanky panties were in view. She reached behind her and unclasped her bra letting it fall down her arms exposing her almost perfect breasts. Round, firm, with dark dime sized nipples that were already erect. Then with a slight hesitation she pushed her panties to the floor blushing fully now in her first time being totally nude before a man. She looked at me, sat down on the couch, and with a slight hesitation she opened her legs and started fingering her pussy. I let her go for a few minutes because I wanted her excited but a bit frustrated. As her breathing started to get deeper and I could tell she was really getting into it I said ‘Stop’.
She stopped obviously a little frustrated and edgy and looked at me wondering.
‘Okay you can get dressed’ I said ‘and we’ll talk some more’.
She got dressed a little jerkily then sat down and looked at me still blushing furiously.
‘I bet you’re wondering why I had you do that aren’t you?’

The Life of the Party

I had always heard of women who could make an entire room stare, but before Ray’s party last Saturday I had never known of a girl that could single-handedly *seduce* an entire room…

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Tags/Kinks: Strong Build-Up, Male PoV, Group, Free-Use, FMMM+, Light Domination/Humiliation, Cum-Play, Anal-Play

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Ray had been an amazing friend of mine since we both went to the same college after finishing up high school together. He’s always been someone looking out for me, and these past months he’s been especially supportive. Getting your heart broken by the girl you had been dating since high school can be rough, but having solid friends to rely on made it easier to move on.

Ray had always been the more social one between the two of us, so he was always setting up events to go out, or throwing parties at his place. Today was an example of the latter, another Saturday night of hanging out with a group of people to drink and play games.

Sis Needs My Cock For Some Revenge Photos

My sister Joy looked pretty bummed out and pissed off when I walked into the living room. She was glaring at her phone and alternating nasty looks with some head shaking and teeth clamping, some guttural sounds and other signs of anger. She was older than me by two years, enrolled in community college in our town, while I was finishing my senior year of high school. Both of us lived with my parents, but didn’t see each other all that much because we had widely disparate schedules. I was gone early and out doing school and sports related stuff almost every single day, while she slept in and then was off to her part time job at the grocery store and then evening classes at the college.
Overall, the two of us were pretty close. I always though she was super cute, even if she was my sister. She was skinny but busty, like our mom, and had long brunette hair. Joy had a beautiful face, and had been a local model for some TV commercials at one point, based on her looking fine. Right now she wasn’t pretty though, as she frowned up at me.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, sitting down beside her.
“My boyfriend cheated on me with that whore Stephanie.” She said, glowering. “And he fucking had the nerve to tell me that she sucks his cock better than me.”
“That’s lame,” I said. “She’s a pig.”
“Oh, she totally is. She’s so fat. But I know what’s going on- she’ll suck him off whenever he asks, and she lets him fuck her ass too.”
“How do you know that?” I asked, a little perplexed.
“Because he always wanted to fuck my ass, and I wouldn’t let him,” said Joy, looking over at me with a “Duh” expression on her face. “He’s a fucking perv. I didn’t trust that he wouldn’t hurt me with his cock in my butt, so I told him no.”
“Um, that’s a little more than you need to tell me, Sis.” I said.
“Oh shut up. We talk about everything. You were telling me just yesterday how you jerked off in your car in the parking lot that one time.”
I chuckled. “Damn, I wish I hadn’t said that. But fine, feel free to tell me. Do you not like being fucked in the ass?”
My sis looked over at me. “I do like it, and that’s what’s totally whack about this. I would have let him put his cock in my ass if he had just been patient. And I was happy to suck his cock any time, if he just had the balls to ask. But he was just a fucking pussy, getting all shy around me. So he broke up and now he found a fat, ugly slut that doesn’t intimidate him, and will do anything he says.”
“Well, sounds like he’s getting what he deserves.” I said. “He’s a fucktard anyway. I think he ate paint chips when he was younger. You’ll find someone better.”
“I know, but I want him to fucking hurt,” said Joy, spitefully. “I was thinking about sending him some pictures of me, sexy ones, with a caption like ‘You gave this up for that fat cow.’”
“That would be funny,” I said. “Well, I need to get upstairs and start my homework.”
“Would you help me take the pictures?” Joy said. “That way it won’t be an obvious selfie.”
I shook my head, looking over at my sexy sister. “Don’t you think that would be weird and awkward?”
“No, I don’t.” she said. “It’s just posing some pictures. You won’t be in them, and if you see me naked, I don’t care. It’s not like you’re going to tell anyone, right?”
I shook my head. My cock was a little thicker in my pants. “Of course not. I’d keep the secret. But don’t you have another guy that can do this for you?”
Sis stood up. She was wearing a t-shirt and shorts, and her legs looked slim and smooth. “Nope,” she said. “I don’t have anyone else. And I don’t want a stranger looking at my tits and cunt.”
“Cunt?” I asked. “So you mean dirty pictures.”
“Come on, I’ll show you.” Joy grabbed my hand and led me down the hallway and into her bedroom. She locked the door behind us. She played with her smartphone a bit and handed it to me. The camera was on.
“I’m going to strip and be sexy. I want you to snap away. And try to forget I’m your sister, ok? As far as you are concerned, I’m a slutty model that wants to take some dirty pictures.”
I gulped and nodded. “And take off your shirt at least,” Joy said. “If I’m getting naked, you should be bare chested.” I pulled off my own shirt, revealing my rippling pecs and six pack abs, features I worked hard to acquire through workouts and diet.
“Very nice,” Joy said. “Now me.” Without further ado, she pulled her t-shirt off over her head. Her large tits were in a pink bra, which she reached behind her back and unsnapped, and then her bra fell away, and those perfect large globes of flesh bounced free. Her nipples were dark and standing up. “Take pictures,” she said, lifting her hair up behind her head, and turning around, giving come hither looks at me. I snapped away, taking a dozen pictures of her full above-the waist, and then zooming down to capture a tit and nipple.
“Gimme your hand. Get this in the picture.” Said Joy, grabbing my left hand and pulling it against her tit. Her flesh filled my palm, so warm, and the nipple so hard against my grip. I squeezed it, then with a thumb and finger I rolled her nipple, and continued to snap away with the camera in my right hand. “Yes, “ said Joy. “I’ll bet that looks sexy.
Then Joy moved back to her bed, sat down on the edge, and pulled off her shorts. She had no panties on, which didn’t surprise me, and there was her beautiful pussy, with just a tuft of hair up above the top of a vertical pink slit. I snapped pictures, starting back a few feet away, and then zooming in to her pussy. “Very sexy,” I told her. “You have a nice cunt.”
“Watch this,” said Joy. She edged back on the bed, and spread her legs wide in a graceful move, and then with her fingers, pulled her pink cunt all the way open, showing the wet pink flesh inside. I kept snapping pictures. I must have made a 100 by this time.
“Ok, brother, don’t say no. I want you to get a picture of your fingers going into my hole.” Joy said, as she used one hand now to hold open her cunt, and her other one to rub on her clit. I nodded, and with my left hand, slowly set it on her pussy, continuing to take pictures. My cock was really hard in my pants now, and I know that Joy could see it.
My fingers just slid into her wet cunt, and I couldn’t believe how juicy she was. Joy moaned and humped against my hand, pushing the fingers farther into her. I snapped away picture after picture. “These are fucking hot,” I told her. Joy moaned and made a little crying sound, and then she was cumming, her body shuddering. A river of girl cum squirted out on my hand.
I stood back, snapping pictures of her whole body now, legs spread, cunt dripping, tits heaving, looking up at me. “OK, you have some hot pictures now, Sis.” I said.
“I want some with your cock in it. Don’t make me beg. Please just pull those pants down.”
She didn’t have to beg. I loosened my pants and let them drop. I was still snapping pictures with her phone as my long cock popped out of my pants. Joy sat up and clambered to the edge of the bed, smiling sexily and joyfully, opening her mouth, and then without even touching it with her hands, just impaling her mouth on my dick, taking me all the way into her throat, until her lips were touching my pubes. The whole time she kept her eyes open, looking up at me as I snapped pictures of this. Then Joy pulled back and began stroking me and licking at my balls like a slut, making a big production of a spit covered blowjob, stroking my cock, sucking on the head, juggling my balls, spitting on everything, moaning, begging with a slutty voice for my cum. You’ve seen blowjobs like that in porn movies, and my sister was giving one to me as I snapped pictures of it, knowing it was going to really piss off her ex.

[M] [f] [inc] [preg] “But dad”

The American Dream. A house too big in a suburb too peaceful. It was what prompted my family to leave Seattle and resettle right outside Kuna, Idaho. Now we lived on a 9,000 sq ft property, a 2,500 sq ft house, two floors, 5 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms. And with my sister gone to college, the house now felt too big, too empty. “Maybe we’ll rent one bedroom out in the summer, or AirBnb or something” my dad said a couple times.

I was in my last year of high school, ready to walk out the door and never look back. Sarah had already made her way to Portland, eager to go back to the buzzing thrill of city life, and I was excited to join her. Or maybe go back home to Seattle even. Why not? I definitely had no plans to stick around, or even go to school in Boise. “How about Montana State?” my mom kept asking, “you’d be so close to home”, as I kept pretending I hadn’t heard a word. But I digress.