When I was 17, I wasn’t like most people I got into sex pretty late and didn’t even date anyone during high school. I was heartbroken so I started hooking up trying to move on. I blew a whole bunch of guys. I think in total I blew 18 guys. Out of the 18 I think I swallowed about 10 of them. I had sex with 12 guys. 5 were raw dogging. Only 3 of the 5 creampied me. I only orgasmed 1 time during sex. I blew and had sex with multiple guys back to back that happened twice.
Tag: High School
[M]y first time with my beautiful coworker [F], now the love of my life
“Do you want to share an alarm clock?” I reread the draft text for the tenth time, knowing that I was on the edge of a potentially life changing decision. It was such a cheesy line too, but it was the best I could come up with after she asked me for a wake up call. I decided to veer off my perfectly planned life path into the unknown and hit send. Waiting for a reply was torture.
She was my best friend at work. Smart. Beautiful. Funny. Damn good at her job. A latin woman who loves salsa dancing and hot, sticky weather. She was fit but incredibly curvy, with breasts that stretched the buttons on her dress shirts and an ass that filled dress pants no matter how conservatively they were cut. She always wore high heels, and was stunningly gorgeous without seeming delicate or high maintenance.
I had been so excited that we had unknowingly scheduled business trips to the same site in France at the same time. She suggested we stay at the same hotels and share the same car. I jumped at the suggestion. We booked our flights with first class tickets next to each other and watched movies together on the way over, syncing up the movies so we could experience it together, even though we had both seen it before.
Virgin [f]riend becomes a friend with benefits [MF] [long]
There is a fair amount of backstory and set up to this story. I hope you’ll read it but if you want to skip to the naughty part scroll down until you see ##########.
When I was 25 I went through a really tough break up. I had been with my ex for about 8 months and I was head over heels in love when out of the blue (to me at least) she dumped me. Her name was Natalie. She was very religious and I am not. She was very fit and a vegan and I am a bit of a chubby nerd with self esteem issues who at the time didn’t even know how to cook. Now that I type it out… I probably should’ve seen it coming.
The love that I felt probably had more to do with the fact that sex with Natalie was the best sex I’d ever had. We met through a dating app and she was the most conventionally physically attractive girlfriend I’d probably ever had except for maybe my high school girlfriend. She was really fit with short blonde hair and perky little A cup titties and a round athletic ass.
The hardest 48 hours of my life [FM]
So one thing folks don’t talk about with rough sex is that the physical realities create barriers. When I was regularly having rough sex my family was pretty concerned for me, and my injuries were a little hard to explain.
*”Don’t worry, Dad. I just broke my nose during rough sex,” doesn’t roll off the tongue.”*
Breaks are also pretty essential, but that’s easier said than done. When you’re screwing constantly and living with someone you’re attracted to, it’s hard to take an honest break for physical recovery.
Once we had been fucking like crazy and when he pulled out I heard him say, “Oh fuck.”
“What?” I asked. I was still in post-orgasm haze.
“You’re bleeding.”
“That’s impossible.”
I realize the natural conclusion is I had just started my period, but I did not have a cycle at the time.
*I wasn’t eating enough. Don’t be like young V. That’s very unhealthy.*
As it turns out, it was possible. He had literally fucked me until I was bleeding. He felt HORRIBLE about it too, even though it was clearly not his fault.
She taught me oral [MF]
So I was DM’ing with a follower who has been chatting with me for a while. She was complimenting the retelling of my adventures with Beth many years ago, and she remarked on my particular success with oral sex with Beth. Frankly, I’ve always thought oral was a skill set in which I excel, and it’s because of the experience I had early on, thanks to one particular girl, Stephanie. So I thought I’d share that experience. This is the story of how Steph taught me to eat pussy.
So I was 18, just started my senior year in high school. I’d lost my virginity a couple years before that but didn’t exactly have a line of girls outside my door. I was a bit of a nerd and somewhat introverted, but I was fairly self-confident.
Steph was the older sister of my friend Troy. She was 19 going on 20 and in her sophomore year of college. I’d known her for a long time, since we had grown up in the same town. We had gone to the same elementary and middle schools, although I had moved away for my first two years of high school and then moved back – since she was two years ahead of me in school, we never went to the same high school together.
In the Closet, Chapter 1 [mm] [Incest] [Brother/Brother] [Gay] [Sissification] [Humiliation]
*Author’s note: This story is part of the Family Morsel series. If you want to start at the beginning, please read* [*Having Some Brie*](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/htj7i0/having_some_brie_chapter_1_fm_incest_brothersister/)*. This is your spoiler warning. Viewer discretion is advised.*
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I didn’t even recognize myself anymore.
I supposed, in this case, that was a good thing. A very good thing. I turned this way and that in front of my mirror, admiring my handiwork. Looking back at me was the quintessential gamer girl, complete with a spaghetti strap tank top that I had cropped to show my midriff, black miniskirt, thigh highs, and of course the all-important pink wig topped with gaming headphones. Despite the lack of boobs to fill out the top and really sell the streamer slut look, I felt I looked… pretty good.
While I was still riding that positivity, I snapped a few selfies in the mirror. I found that studying them helped improve my technique, and it felt good seeing how I looked. Clutching my flat chest, I frowned. Should I get breast forms? I doubted I even had enough money left. Between all the clothes, the skincare products, and the makeup – which were a killer, by the way – I didn’t have much wiggle room to wing a good pair of tits. Besides, I could go without boobs. There were plenty of girls lacking in assets up top. In fact, it seemed that smaller or flatter girls were becoming more popular, which was fortunate for me if I wanted to look passable.
[MF] I accidently picked up a hooker and ended up sucking on her tits
**Context:** I am a 21 y/o virgin living at college right now. I have always had issues socially because I have high-functioning autism. Then I went to an all-boys high school. This taught me how to make friends with guys, but it left me even more socially inept when it comes to women. I have never even asked a girl out, let alone date one, and the only two times I kissed a girl were both truth-or-dare games when I was in elementary school. So basically, I have no game whatsoever. This also made me a very straight-laced kid, waiting until I was 21 to smoke weed and drink so it would be legal.
Last night, I went to a party a frat was hosting at their house near campus. I smoked weed and drank, then left the party at 2am when I was sobered enough to drive. I stopped at a Speedway on the way back to my dorm for some Monsters. As I got back into my truck, a black woman (Late 20’s to early 30’s) walked up and asked for a ride home to a really ghetto area a ways away. Just wanting to help her out (and still being autistic) I let her get in and I drove for a long while as she directed me further into a real ghetto part of the city. We made some idle conversation along the way: What I had been doing “I was at a party”, what I did “I go to the University nearby”, how old I am “I’m 21”.
Had sex in a corn maze.. [M]
In my town we have a well known pumpkin patch where every year they go absolutely nuts when it comes to corn mazes. I’m talking like top 5 most detailed / hard in the Midwest..
Anyway, today I ran into a girl, we will call her Lauren, who I’ve know the past 12 ish years (ironically she blew me once in high school my senior year her junior year). She was with her boyfriend (who I faintly know from HS) & a small group of their friends, we chatted a bit then I went in the corn maze with my friends and they did their own thing.
Fast forward about 30 minutes I get separated from my group because my dumbass wasn’t paying attention and it was dark, as I’m casually just walking aimlessly I find Lauren in the same boat as me, alone and lost. Now mind you this corn maze isn’t small town kid friendly shit, it’s legit like if you don’t pay attention and turn without looking you’re absolutely fucked.
No longer your teacher
I had a Spanish teacher in high school. She isn’t the typical hot teacher you might be envisioning, but she was definitely not below average in the looks department. During my years in the school she got pregnant. Twice. So that probably contributed to the student not having a crush on her. Including me. Our student teacher relationship was fine. I was very much above average in her subject, but not the best and definitely not the most hard working. But I guess I am kinda gifted with relationships. Plus over the years I found out I have the kind of personality that teaches like while not being a teacher’s pet.
Well anyway, I graduated this year and ended up at the university in my hometown. One day as I was walking home I met her and her 2 kids. We talked a little. She asked about university. We chatted a bit about her kids (who were unsettlingly grown btw). As I said goodbye she told me that since she wasn’t my teacher anymore I could drop the formal tone with her. It was strange, but pleasant.
Life Lessons: Chapter One: 21+ [F30/M34] [Straight Sex] [Busty] [Huge Boobs] [Implants] [Sex Worker] [Cheating]
Chapter One: Introductions
For as long as I can remember, I have always liked cocks. It started on my seventeenth birthday when I caught my older sister April bobbing her head up and down in the back of her boyfriend’s car.
I didn’t see anything other than her head going up and down repeatedly because the moment I started getting closer, she spotted me and shooed me away.
April is eight years older than me, and between her and my older brother Clive, they raised me. My parents died in a car accident when I was nine. Clive had to step up and be the so-called man of the house at twenty-two.
The two of them raised me to be different than they were. They always told me our parents were reckless and parented by the seat of their pants.
It was why Clive dropped out of high school, and April had so many after-school activities. Neither of them wanted to be around our parents.
I learned quickly that my parents died the way they lived, doing things they weren’t supposed to, namely drinking and driving. A tree stopped them both from doing that ever again.