Krossroads Inn Part 1 [Ghost story, masturbation]

Built in 1803 by pagan settlers, Krossroads Inn has been responsible for over ten thousand untimely deaths. Rated the number one haunted location in the world, according to the spirit guides. Rumor has it, that the consequences of spending one night at the Krossroads Inn will result in death or even worse.

She read the pamphlet again and again as the Greyhound bus hissed through the pre-dawn darkness.

Laura had always been obsessed with ghosts, ghost stories, and the supernatural. Growing up with that obsession made her an outcast in school and as a result, she didn’t have many friends growing up. When she graduated high school she was relieved. When she moved away to college she was excited for a chance at a new start.

As she thought back to the events that lead to this trip her eyes drifted from the pamphlet to the window and she watched the road pass. It was her first week at school and she was still getting used to dorm life. He roommate Mayra was a nice girl from Texas with an accent Laura found cute. Mayra was quiet and shy, much like Laura, and they had a lot of other things in common as well. Laura imagined they would get along great and looked forward to getting to know her new friend. It was as she was lost in thoughts of the fun things she and Mayra could do together in the coming year when the bright green flyer posted on the bulletin board in the dorm hallway caught her eye.

I Fucked my Fuck Buddy’s Brother Unknowingly Using Two Different Dating Apps! [TM]

So the last couple of months I’ve been having a casual fuck buddy that I had met on Grindr. He was 28 and pretty good in bed and it was really just a FWB relationship with no strings attached. I like wasn’t really interested in him but at the same time it was nice to have a regular good looking guy to hookup with when I was horny. We never really went out on dates or anything. It was always just back at his apartment and get straight to business. It ended rather abruptly when he found another guy he wanted to hook up with more than me which you know… pride hurt :c but like I wasn’t heartbroken or anything.

A week or so after we cut things off I started swiping right on Tinder again after laying low for a bit. Usually my tinder is pretty annoying since I have to filter through so many randoms and Grindr is easier, but I was kinda tired of Grindr guys and needed a change of pace. One night I swiped on a guy named Antwan I thought was pretty hot and we decided to go out. I put on one of my summer “night out” outfits which is basically a crop top and ripped up denim shorts [like any good Cali Girl ?] and we had a fun night out at a hookah bar.

The first time I was paid to have sex [FM]

For the last three years I’ve been working as a sex worker in my hometown. It all started my first year of college. I got to college as a pretty prude girl who had only had sex with my one boyfriend at that point. After a little exploration and meeting fun people, I quickly opened up and was having a blast. I went from only having quick, lights-off missionary sex with my high school boyfriend to threesomes and all kinds of crazy stuff.

Christmas break was coming up and I was talking about plans with my roommate, who we had gotten pretty close, and she told me she was going to stay around campus and work to save money. Up to that point all I knew about her work was it was at night and she’d come home around like 2am – I assumed she was a bartender and didn’t want to talk about it.

[F] ukced a guy [M] uch older then me

So I 20 year old female had sex with a 54 year old guy.

You might ask, how, why, etc. well I’m here to answer those!

My high school sweetheart and I had been dating from our senior year till now, going into our junior year of college. I sacrificed a lot for him, as I considered he was going to be the one I married. I had a really good scholarship from a better university but I turned it down so we could attend the same school.

The past 3-4 months have been very bad. He was becoming more and more distant I could feel, less talkative and overall checked out. Fast forward to 3 weeks ago, out of the blue we go out to lunch and he tells me he doesn’t want the relationship anymore. His reason is he just wants to experience college as single but we can still be friends. I told him no and best of luck.

Blowing my ex in the cinema [FM]

Jack (25M) and I (25F) dated for a little over a year in high school. He broke up with me before leaving for university.

7 years later, Jack moved to my city to work. We recently reconnected, and he seemed keen on rekindling whatever connection we had last time. We started going for dinner, drinks, movies, on little “dates”. He looked the same after all these years. 6′, lanky, geeky in a cute way with his messy hair and glasses. For anyone interested, I’m 5′ 5″, slim-ish with perky tits.

Jack was flirting a little, a casual brush here and there after a few drinks, a bit more touchy feely after more drinks. We’d never so much as gone past light petting while we were dating, so this was new territory for us. We were taking it slow.

I’d recently broken up with my fuck buddy, so I’ve not had much action in a while. One night, after I’ve had a couple of drinks in me, I was horny as fuck, and reeeeally needed to get it out of my system. So, I asked Jack out for a movie. 

Helen in High Heels Part IV [MF] [Long]

I transferred out.

It wasn’t all about Helen. I just realized that I didn’t really like my school. Besides Helen, I had made no other friends. The big city college style wasn’t working out for me. So I transferred out. I did my last two years in a small all boys college in a suburban town near the city. It was great. Small class sizes, knew my professors. It was very reminiscent of high school. It was a setting I was comfortable with, and I thrived. I did well in classes. I made friends. I even dated a couple of girls from the nearby girls college. It went great.

When I graduated, I went job hunting and found a mid-level job in my field but it was 3 states away. In July, I packed everything in my car and drove over.

It took me a while to get settled in my new setting and my new job. But by November, I was familiar and somewhat comfortable. It was honestly getting the hang of being an adult. I even asked a girl out on a date from the office, Jenna.

[F] ucked [M] y Ex at a Party

My friend, Jenna, often has parties at her ranch style home. I’ve known her since freshman year of high school and it was her graduation party. She just got her RN BSN. I went to the party with my fiancé, Alan, as we have several other times. We pulled up her long driveway and parked. He saw his friends outside and joined them for a cigarette.

I walked inside and everyone greeted me, giving me hugs, and asked how I was doing. Then I saw him. My ex-boyfriend, Kyle, who I met at this very house during a Halloween party 3 years ago. We locked eyes. I saw him walking towards me and looked around for Alan. He wasn’t there. I walked upstairs and saw Kyle following me. No one was upstairs so I walked into the bathroom leaving the door open.

As I expected, Kyle walked in a few seconds later.

“Where have you been?” I asked him.

“In Denver for the last few months, missing you,” he answered.

Blessed are the Bad Girls (true story, x-post from r/sluttyconfessions)

Volumes have been written about the relative anonymity of the internet, for both good and bad.

One thing’s for sure: A lot of people out there have a lot of hidden kinks, fantasies and stories they can share online but wouldn’t dare tell the people they know in realspace.

(Present company included, not to put too fine a point on it.)

Every once in a while, back when Craigslist had real personals, I’d post an ad asking people — okay, fine, women — to tell me their five dirtiest fantasies. I got a few responses from men who couldn’t read categories, but I also got a fair number of responses from the target sample group.

A lot of them had to do with bosses, friends, even fathers-in-law or brothers-in-law. Those, I couldn’t do anything about. Others had to do with going to sex clubs or being involved in a gangbang. The former, I might do but not around here. The latter, not my thing. Probably won’t ever be my thing.

But there was one response, that only had one fantasy on its list, that grabbed me from the outset. That came — I’m guessing here — in 2001, making me 48.

[MF] My first time getting nudes and doing a hook up.

Hello everyone, just found out about this subreddit and I read a few posts, which reminded me of a story that I would like to share with all of you. The story is about my first experience doing sexual things with a girl. This happened a month ago. And I wish I could go back to that day everyday. I will not put the real girl’s name in the story because I feel wrong in doing so without telling her about this, and she was very nice to me so I respect that.

A little background before the juicy story:

About me – Before this encounter that I had, I never been the best with girls, and I think that still stands correct lol. Back in early freshman and sophomore year of high school, I had a “girlfriend” but we never did anything except hug and kiss. The only real action I had, prior to my first sexual experience with a girl, was with my hand and good ol’ porn. I come from a household where my parents really never gave me “the talk” and they always told me never to have sex until I was married. I never have smoked or have drank either, so you can see what type of household I was raised in. **I was 18 when this story happened.** I am a white guy with black hair. Very fit and athletic. I just graduated high school when this story took place. I am the typical nice guy.

[F]irst Time Camming

*Timeline: 2013-2014*

I started camming partly for money but more importantly for the experience, weird I know.

You see, I am from a smallish city in a state that doesn’t matter. When I say small I mean like, you have to ask “who’s your grandma” before fucking someone. For me, the likelihood a guy was related to me was even higher because my grandma birthed damn near half the town. For example, the cute boy who ushers near the pulpit on youth Sundays; he’s my cousin. That dreamy guy who helps with landscaping at school; he’s my uncle’s cousin. If that wasn’t enough to fuck over my sex life I was given one more “fuck you” from life. I am also the minister’s daughter.

Now, don’t get me wrong; the saying about church girls is pretty spot on. Church girls are some of the freakiest girls out but in my case, there was no one I could experiment with. My dad knew all the men and boys in our town. I had a double whammy. I had no choice but to wait for the opportunity to present its self. It was the waiting that turned me so rotten. All that time I spent rubbing off under sheets and fucking shower heads just drove me deeper into lust. By the time I was able to graduate and go away to college I was a soaking horny mess.