How a company Christmas party lead to me [F] having sex with my co-worker…

So a little about me. I’m 24, about 5’4’’ , athletic build, blonde hair, green eyes, more of a bubble butt… and I’ve never been with a girl before.

Why post here… well I’m engaged to a man. I can’t tell me friends, I’ve spoke about it with my fiancé, but I kinda just want to excitedly talk about it!

So I work for a fitness company in a major city. Before that I went to a small catholic college, catholic high school, and catholic grade school. By now you get the picture lol.

I’ve never really been attracted to women, with that being said I have this co-worker names Alyxx who is super cute. Not cute as an I want to sleep with you way, but more of a “Damn, I wish I looked that good” kind of way lol.

Alyxx is openly Bi, and would flirt with me here and there. Now, I’m not innocent, I would playfully respond on occasion. But not in a sexual way.

My first threesome with my BF and a friend [pics inside][FMM]

I thought you all might like this from my GF’s point of view.

Hello everybody so I wanted to share with you all my first ever threesome with an other guy. Some of you may know me from my previous stories and post. If not I will start by a quick summary of who my BF and I are and what are kinks are and then proceed to tell the story.

So my BF is 25, I’m 24, we’re both students in Paris. We have been together for more than 5 years and have started at an early stage to get some kinks. First of all, we recorded ourselves after only a few months. Then we decided to post a few videos just for fun online and we finally took the initiative 2 years ago to post them all (and we keep on posting) on our pornhub webpage as pornhub verified amateurs. To prevent questions about where these videos are, I’ll link directly to them. You can find my profile here: [www.pornhub.com/users/homemadehornygirl](http://www.pornhub.com/users/homemadehornygirl). We have started talking about threesomes about 2 years ago and it grew a lot in the past few months. Here is how it all started.

Getting wet in the storm [MF]

The dark grey clouds finally set in and rain poured from the sky. I was halfway through my run, still 20 minutes from home, and I was going to get drenched. It was stupid of me to go out during the brief break in the storm. I raced to the nearest shelter I saw, a large willow tree, but I couldn’t stand here forever. I was already cold and dripping wet. My white workout shirt was now see through from the sudden downpour, and it clung to my chest revealing my pink sports bra underneath. My nipples were hard and cold, poking through the fabric and exposing me. I crossed my arms to cover them. My tight black running shorts clung even tighter to my skin, and I could feel a camel toe forming in the tight fabric. I cringed. This was a nice neighborhood, and my wet and exposed body would stick out like a sore thumb. I glanced down the street, trying to find where else I could seek shelter on my way home. I started to calculate how long it would take me when I suddenly heard my name behind me “Stacey?”.

[FF] Fucking my best friend

So this is my first time writing and posting a story like this, so sorry in advance for any writing mistakes and anything of that nature. I’ve been on this subreddit for a bit, and decided to make this account and add my own personal story for people to enjoy.

So for a bit of info of myself, I’m 20 (was 19 at the time), 5’4, with brown curly hair. Brown eyes and i’m a bit on the thicker side, with big D breasts. I’ve been told i’m cute by a lot of people. My friend, lets call her Emma, She’s the same age as me, is 5’3, long straight brown hair, great athletic type body, with perky C breasts and a smaller, yet also perky butt. She’s got a beautiful, cute face. The kind of girl that you would want your mom to meet, but at the same time want to throw her in bed with you, that kind of look. Me and Emma have known each other since we were around 5, and have been best friends ever since.

[M]y ex Ellie [F] on my couch

My favorite posts on here are the ones with some awkward bits that let me know they’re real. Sometimes I’m reading along and enjoying myself, only to find myself wondering – Wait a minute. Is she really so voluptuous and perma-horny, or so petite and perky and perma-horny? Is he really 6’3″ and chiseled with a dong the length and width of a Pringles can? Erotic fiction can be great, but I like it when I know a story actually happened. Here’s one.

Ellie was intense. Always got straight As, usually got her way, and was so paranoid I couldn’t quite believe she was serious. Like she’d say things like, “I don’t want you to sit with her. You’ll fall in love.” Like that was a normal conversation starter. Made for the kind of drama that almost seemed worth it when neither of us knew any better, but it got old pretty fast. She had a slightly rounded face that glowed when she smiled and looked pretty scary when her blue eyes stared at you, which was too often. She had full hips that I loved but that reminded her too much of her mom. Great, full breasts that were a little too sensitive for me to really play with. Her circulation wasn’t good, so her jiggly parts were usually cold. I liked to try to warm her up.

Basement Bar, Upstairs Room [MF, spanking, biting]

We find our way to a quiet corner of the big house. Not that it was quiet anywhere, the bass thumping loudly from the basement bar. But up here, sitting on the dining room floor leaning on the wall, we can hear each other.

We sip our drinks, a beer for me, a plastic cup of Everclear kool-aid punch for her. She tells me about her art and design classes, I try to describe thermodynamics. Different worlds, but an attraction is there.

This is not the typical college party, not for me. The hosts are at a tiny private liberal arts school known for a good basketball team. To make the party bigger, they invited a couple dozen of us from the engineering school a few miles away, and put up posters at the fashion design school. It was a mixing bowl.

She’s a junior, a year ahead of me, and wants to design clothing. She’s pretty in that artsy way, a style I rarely saw in my hometown. Her hair is a dirty blonde, in a fashionable bob cut. She’s pale, with smoky blue eyes, and more lower lip than upper, giving her a natural pout. Her lipstick is dark, not at all right for her hair and eyes. She’s wearing a close fitting ribbon style necklace, black or a dark maroon, also wrong for her color. Her dress is a foresty, deep green, mid thigh covered, with half sleeves.

The time I [F] blew a random guy in his car for 2 hours.

This story happened last year. I was staying at my parents house for the night and I wanted to hook up, but I didn’t want to bring the guy over. My parents have really loud dogs, so trying to sneak a strange man over is no bueno.

I scrolled through my tinder matches and tried to cast a large enough net. Eventually me and one of my matches decide that he’s going to drive over and we’re gonna hook up in his car. When he arrived, I immediately noticed how tiny his car was. I’m petite myself, but I remembered how uncomfortable car sex was in high school and just decided we should stick to oral.

I want to blow him first cause I’m selfish and I just want to go straight to bed after getting off. That was a bad idea.

We start making out in the back seat. He’s an okay enough kisser. He starts playing with my tits and I’m getting really turned on. I’m talking dirty to him. I don’t remember exactly what I said, but I usually stick to a similar script that seems to work with all guys. “I can’t want to taste you.” “I want your cock in my mouth.” The usual.

Subway Slut [MF] public, humiliation, risky sex, dubcon, creampie

My morning commute is typically crowded, but this is ridiculous. The subway is absolutely packed to the brim – standing room only. I know I’ve only been going to college in the city for a couple months, but I’ve never seen it this bad. It looks like something you’d see in Japan or China – packed person to person with no room to even stick your elbows out, much less breathe. I feel like a sardine, squished tight against my fellow commuters, but I suppose it could be worse. I don’t mind it so long as nobody tries to steal shit out of my purse, I just want to get to class.

I amuse myself through the delay by watching a group of high school boys that are squished in front of me – separated only by an older lady in a pantsuit. They’re loudly complaining and discussing their school day, which keeps me moderately entertained when I can’t even move my arm far enough to scroll through reddit on my phone.

My hot “student” fuck. (Long) [mf]

This is my first time writing here. So forgive me if it’s not a “normal” format for GWS. Constructive criticism is always welcome!

So I’m just a normal dude who happens to be a pretty decent musician. I’ve played my instrument for around 20 years now even though I’m only 27. But it’s lead me to some very nice fucks over the years.

This one in particular was pretty recent. So I teach high school kids music after school as a hobby and to make a little (very little) extra cash. And since I’m not that bad looking I tend to get hit on some. Not a lot but some. And speaking of which, I’m about 6ft tall, 215lbs, white with medium brown hair. I’m not built but I’m certainly not far either. I also can hold my own in the size department at just over 7 inches long with a good girth.

Valentine’s Day Gift 27[M] 18[F]; Riding Me on the Hood of a Car

It’s Valentine’s Day, which means that Zara is particularly horny and we agreed to hold off on sex and masturbation until that night. It was torture. Especially when I saw Zara wearing a tight black skirt which hugged her slender body, along with thigh high stockings. When we were walking around the mall she teased me by bending over and if it weren’t for our agreement/challenge and the people around I would have jumped her, ripped off the dress and ravaged her on the concrete.

Zara and I headed to the mall where we ended up in a department store and looking at the jewelry case. Yep, I knew where this was going. Zara was staring at this golden butterfly necklace with an emerald encrusted in the center. It was really pretty, and I could tell she wanted it. What I wanted was to have it bouncing in my face as she rode me later that night. To grasp her sweet flesh as it bounced over me. But I knew that Zara’s a submissive girl and wouldn’t go on top like that.