[F]inally Getting [H]im Alone

When I met Josh, I was 17 and just about to graduate from high school. He worked at a coffee shop I frequented at that time, and we would talk for way longer than was probably allowed for employees to talk to customers. At the time of this story, I had long brown hair and a cute little body. My stomach was tight and I had a killer ass (still do). My tits were perky, too. I was thin and cute. I’m short and I have this really fiery personality, so fucking me is fun. ;)

Before I get into this story, let me say this: for me, this was a long play. Josh was 6 years my senior and knew my age. He was never explicitly flirty with me until I was a few months past 18. He was a great guy who I had my eye on for quite some time.

The time I fucked my [M] coworker at a carwash

Hey All,

Long time lurker and first time posting here. Using a throwaway account for obvious reasons, but here’s my story of when I was 16(F) and I fucked my freshly 18 co-worker in the equipment room of a car wash.

For the sake of the story, we will call him Matt. I had just started my freshman year of high school when I got my first job working at the car wash in town, where I eventually would meet Matt and let me tell you, my 16 year old self instantly had a metaphorical hard on for this guy. Matt was a senior and I had remembered seeing him from time to time during the first few weeks of high school, and to top it all off he was the quarterback for the football team. I was infatuated with him, he was gorgeous, tall and he spent a lot of his time working out so as you could imagine, he was pretty massive for an 18 year old. I immediately wanted to fuck this guy, and I was determined.

College girl f***s virgin computer repair guy

It was a quiet, quaint evening at the coffee shop in the corner.

Meg, a slim yet curvaceous, exotic brunette happened to be sitting at a table by herself in the midst of the place and sipped her warm, smooth macchiato, delicately holding the cup with her dainty fingers, and nibbling at a little glazed scone.

She wore a loose chiffon puff sleeved blouse with a white tank top under it, with a lacy white skirt, and white knee highs along with black Mary Jane shoes. Her hair was wavy and medium length, with a little sparkly butterfly clip in her side part.

She glanced over her pc, occasionally clicking articles that caught her interest. She should had been working on her essay for her professor’s project, but was too distracted to. It was mostly finished but needed some added touches.

A sudden whirr and a clicking sound. Her PC crashed.

“Fuck, I have to get this fixed quickly or else I can’t get this essay turned in on time”

She closed her PC and unlocked her phone, looking to see if there were any computer repair shops in the area.

I [F] give a happy ending to a young virgin [M]

It was a couple years ago. I had just checked into my shift, with no appointments so far in the day. I hung out in the lounge in the front of the parlor, leaning back in a chair reading a magazine, in my usual “uniform” of a tank top, shorts and bare feet while two of my colleagues chatted it up with the owner.

A young man entered the room. He walked up to the desk where the owner sat.
“Uh, hello. I’d like a massage. Anyone available?”

“Absolutely!” said the owner, and she motioned to the three of us in the room. “How long and who would you like?”

He looked around and paused. “The one in the blue tank top.” he muttered. I heard it. He chose me.

I jumped up. “Alright!” I called out. “I’m *my name*” and I’ll meet you in room 1. The owner rung him up and IDed him. We had an obviously minimum age of 18…and he did look quite young.

[MF] The Crush [sexy, not graphic; married woman, single coworker; feedback welcome]

[I’ve drafted more to this story but am not quite happy with the product yet. You can read part 2 and 3 if you’re anxious at /r/HotwifeInOregon. Warning: We still haven’t had sex by the end of part 3!]

Let’s start with the basics.

You’re 35, 6’3“, 210lbs, not overly muscular but strong. Strong from real life, not gym workouts. You haven’t spent your life inside this cubicle farm we’re stuck in now.

I know bits and pieces from your life – picked up in break room conversations and through careful eavesdropping.

You never graduated high school. You love going camping and fishing and spending time outside. There’s always a project at home you’re working on. Building a server or building a deck – seems like you can do it all. You earn a six-figure salary, and we work for a large IT company. I run the project. You run the servers.

We’ve spent many a night in a late-night work chats, side-texting as we watch the deployment happen.

[Mf] Revenge on my high school bully part 2 [Blowjob] [teaching]

Nicole was staring blankly into her bathroom mirror. She was reliving everything that happen. She had kissed Matthew and he had spanked her. It felt like he was taking her. Owning her. She was applying fresh makeup. After Matthew had left, after she master bated, her lipstick was on her chin, her mascara was running. Her cheeks were sweaty and pasty.

Matthew was back at his house sitting on his bed. He was wearing a button shirt that was opened. He was in boxers holding his pants. He sniff the crotch area as Nicole had been grinding hard against him. Standing and grabbing his laptop. He sat at his desk and open a file on his home screen. Lists of Nicoles favorite things. If Nicole was going to contact him, he wanted to be ready.

As a group of girls that included Nicole are shouting and gossiping in a bedroom. Nicole is on her phone googling Matthew Houston.

“Nicole, babe, what the hell. You’re totally zoned out. Did something happen at home?” Kristen asked.

“Huh, oh, no. I’m fine. Just tired. All the extra drill at practice. Have a shot at being number one this year. I’m just going to use the bathroom. I’ll be back. Thanks for being a good friend.” Hugs Kristen.

I was the team slut for the weekend [F]

X/post from r/stupidslutsclub

Longtime lurker! First post let me know if you guys like it and want more!

I never thought I’d be here. I messed around with a few guys in high school, but nothing like this. After high school, I ended up taking a gap year with the hope to do some traveling and start making content for my YouTube channel full-time–not gonna link it bc I don’t want the world knowing how much of a hoe I am :)

Anywho during my best friends spring break a few years ago we went to cancun with our squad from high school. One the second day there I met this guy Nate and he was one of the most attractive men I ever laid my eyes upon. He saw me eyefucking him, came over, gave me his number, and told me to hit him up if he wanted to go do something. That night, I go to his room dressed in the shortest dress I had, and the second he saw my ass I noticed his dick growing in his pants. We start making out and as he starts to hike up my dress I already feel myself getting wet. I whispered into his ear “take me please”. Then he turned me around, lifted my ass in the air, pulled my hair, and slid his thick cock in my pussy. He then filled me up better than any of my exes had before. I came in 5 minutes, which never happens. As we’re switching positions so I can ride him, 2 of his friends come into the room. Nate tried to kick them out, but I told him they could stay.

Revenge on my high school bully [Mf] [oral] [masterbation] [spanking]

There’s a man looking over photos of young girls. Teens. 14 years old. Blondes and brunettes. Redheads. Girls with devoloping breast. Girls with small breast. Girls who looked like they were already 18. Finally, seeing the girl he wanted. Nicole. A cute brunette. Toned body from soccer. Nice developing breast. She likes to take selfies. Very confident girl in her photos.

“Finally, found you.” The man in the darkness says.

The next day. At the local coffee spot. It’s eleven am. Sunny and the coffee shop is bustling. Nicole is about to enter but is pushed backed by a random stranger with a hoodie on.

“Asshole.” She yells as she enters the establishment.

She hugs her friends and has some small talk then waits on line to order. She orders her extremely sugary and high caffeinated beverage. She looks for her wallet but it’s missing.

“No, I’m sorry. I have it. I swear. This can’t be happening again. No, no, no.” She panics.

The barista and the cashier look at her very sternly. This happening before.

“It’s okay, put it on me. “ a man who’s dressed casual in jeans and a white t shirt places a twenty dollar bill on the counter.

[MF] I Fucked My Uber Driver Three Weeks Ago

I had to check out of this sub. It was kind of fucking exhausting. However, I fucked my uber driver 3 weeks ago- and that was pretty neat. I know some of you only want the hot fucking action so you can skip down to ************** there to find it.

Alright. Here. We. Go. 

The week before Christmas I was flying back from Berlin, fucking hungover, and jet-lagged and pretty Berlined-out. The guy next to me on the last leg had alternated between falling asleep on me and then wanting to randomly talk about some dumb as fuck tattoo he had. No Jason I don’t care about your super sick tattoo of the chemical structure of MDMA. Weird, right?! I wondered if anyone had ever cared about Jason’s tattoo of MDMA, or the tattoo of the word for ‘peace’ in Sanskrit, because he felt like he “saw the entire universe in an instant” at some temple in dharmsala. I sure as fuck didn’t, but every 40 minutes Jason would lean over and say “Hey man I forgot to tell you about this one.” Fuck you Jason. Fuck you.

[FFM], When I was twenty two, I spent about a year as a financially compensated sex slave to a couple over twice my age. (Part 3)

*Note for anyone reading this*

If violence and sex aren’t your thing, then this probably isn’t going to be your cup of tea. Also, there’s some crying. However, even though it might seem like it to some, there was never any rape. Everyone involved were consenting adults. That’s not to say that everyone was enjoying everything that happened, but if I had wanted it to stop at any point all I ever had to do was to say that I didn’t want it. This point will be especially true for *Part 4*

Thank you for reading.

**Part 3**