An introduction, and our first time. [M/F]

This story, and all of the following stories, are 100% true, if not 100% accurate. Some of the minor details have faded over time, but overall, this is how things transpired, to the best of my recollection. We are married now, but our stories cover noteworthy encounters from our dating and engaged life, as well as our adventures since marriage. They will not be a mushy, romantic retelling of our courtship. That’s for us. These will be the hot, raunchy, dirty sex that we’ve had between us and with other people. There’s little to no set up, just the good parts. This story is told through the male half’s perspective, because I’m the narrator.

About us (At this moment. Each story will be prefaced by our approximate ages):
We live in a major city on the east coast. Outwardly, we are straight laced and hold professional jobs. Our family and friends know nothing about what goes on behind closed doors.
I (Brendan) – Early 30s, 5’10”, 185lbs and in great shape. Works out or runs 5 days a week. Brown hair, blue eyes, easy going.
Jenn – Late 20s, 5’6″, 125lbs, fit yoga enthusiast. Medium length brown hair, blue eyes, 34B with a cute little ass.

The time I(M/21) fuck an 18 year old (F)

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Hey guys, long time lurker here. I’ve been reading everyone’s stories and I’ve always wanted to sit down and write one of my many sexual exploits. I’ve been lucky enough to have a few good ones. Also, I don’t see a lot of stories involving my Hispanic brothers and sisters. That’s curious, especially when we are so damn horny all the time. I figured I would take the lead and try to rectify that with some good fuck stories involving Hispanics and our crazy horniness! Hahaha.

On a serious note, if you have any constructive criticism on my writing style, let me know. Thank you!

This story begins during high school on the South Texas coast. I worked at a marina for many years, the now defunct marina also had sister businesses, like a shitty motel and an RV park for Winter Texans (people from up north that come down to Texas for the winter). Important to note that locals also lived in the RV park.

New Glimpse of a New Short Story I’m Writing: No Title Yet

Alison has an extra little pep in her voice when she speaks into the microphone, “Mr. Murray here to see you, Dr. Clark,” she finishes on a high note. She must find him attractive. She always finishes on a high note when she’s attracted to someone.

“Let him come in,” I say back to her. A moment or two later, the door opens and in walks my first patient of the day. His shoulders are slouched low, he’s overdressed for a typical session, but his dark black hair and two day old scruff gives him a down to earth type of feel. He’s handsome and fit, a jaw bone that must have been carved from granite and a dimple the size of a thumb print in the middle of his chin.

“Hi, I’m Dr. Clark,” I greet him standing up and walking towards him with my arm outstretched. He shakes my hand firmly. Calluses rough as sandpaper grace my well moisturized palms and fingers.

“Dennis. Nice to meet you,” his voice is low and clear. He seems like a perfect gentleman. Nothing not to like and nothing on the surface that I would identify right away as a physical detriment to a sex life. Nothing at all.

[m/f] Playgirl Magazine photoshoot

So here’s some backstory: (sorry if this reads funny, I’m typing inside the text window here):
I knew Dayna from my freshmen year of college. We got along well because we were both kinda nerdy and liked skateboarding, anime and old sci-fi movies. She was a little more open about her love of Star Wars and everything geeky, whereas I was a little more withdrawn because I was into sports, and with that came the ridiculous stigma, “football players don’t watch Japanese cartoons”. In high school I was an athlete, and while I ran with a kind of ‘in-between’ crowd, youthful naivity kept my nerdiness closeted. I had an irriational fear of being socially ‘outed’ because nobody else was into that in my high school. College was great because I finally felt free to express myself and I met a ton of like-minded people. Dayna caught my eye immediately because she was tan, fit, had short black hair (pulled back into a ponytail…I don’t know what it is about girls with short hair that drive me wild, it just does) with a juicy ass and pair of breasts to match. Despite her physique, she hadn’t been wildly likeable in school. She had run with the ‘nerd’ crowd and as a result, didn’t know how hot she was. Come high school graduation, she had become full-figure gorgeous. Despite my sports career, I was equally shy and the two of us meshed well. We dated for a few months before we broke up and went out separate ways. It was mutual.

The time I gave a blowjob in public. Also when I lost my virginity. [M/F]

Yo guys, long time lurker, I decided to post my first story online. I’d love feedback on it. Feel free to message me for anything. :) Sex stuff starts under the cut.

Okay, so rewind about three years, I’m eighteen years old and in the second semester of my first year of college. I wasn’t super popular in high school, got teased a little bit until 11th grade. It’s only since I started college where I’ve really thrived – academically, socially, sexually, etc.

Before we go further, I’ll tell you lovely folks what I look like. I’m 5’3″, 36DD, pale, curvy but definitely not fat. I have blue eyes and long dark brown hair. Some people tell me I look like Zooey Deschanel but I don’t personally see it. So, not to sound big headed or anything, I know that I’m a good looking girl.

So it’s about February or March and I’m super stoned and drunk at this house party downtown. We’re listening to house music in the basement and somebody brings out glow sticks. We’re all drunk, having fun, cracking the glow sticks open, splattering the glow on the walls. No clue if this is safe or not but whatever.

[MF] Fucking in the Park [exhib., vanilla, big ass/tits]

This is the story of Julie.

Her figure was amazing – nice, big round ass, long legs, a hard, toned stomach, and at least E-cup tits.

I don’t remember exactly how it started, but Julie and I got to texting back and forth (and got rather steamy, too) and I asked her to go for a walk with me in the park to catch up. She said yes. It was a sunny day when Julie and I got together. She had a pair of light, tight jeans on and a loose-fitting blouse that was low cut enough to make the imagination run wild.

We walked along and talked for a little while, stopping off along the side of the path to make out every now and then. During one of our pit stops, I did what I’ve dreamed about since high school – I finally grabbed her tit. God, it was so soft in my hands. I looked around to see if anyone was watching and lifted the cup of her bra, letting her tit spill out. It was just as tan as the rest of her skin, topped off with a hard brown nipple. I sucked it deep, no longer caring who was watching. I wanted it for so long.

My First Uber Sex Experience [M/f] Oral

So I decided to drive Uber because I live in a college town. There are two colleges that are rivals within about 25 miles of each other so there is a lot of back and forth. Often times my nights are sitting near one of these colleges and driving drunken underage girls and guys around the block.

However, several local kids that go to the colleges stay around for the holidays and when their friends come home they have them come party and things get crazy.

My first experience with anything sexual while driving Uber was with this college girl names Jess. I picked up her friend and her at a house party early on the day before Thanksgiving. As many of you know that is one of the biggest party nights of the year. People are in town to celebrate with family and meet with old friends.

Jess’ friend was very drunk and they asked if I could take her friend home and then drop her back at her house where we picked them up. Of course I agreed and we were off.

First time seeing my long-distance girl [MF]

We’d been flirting online for months. We met on reddit, both looking for the same things – a distraction, a laugh, a connection, maybe even something physical. I certainly didn’t know where it would go – perhaps you didn’t, either.

We finally arranged a meeting: I’d lay over in your city for the afternoon. First date jitters, nervousness, it’s like I’m in high school again. You pick me up at the airport and you’re even more spectacular in person than in your pictures. Those lips, those curves, that smile I’ve only seen on my phone – you’ve come to life right here next to me. It’s all I can do not to just jump you in the car (don’t worry, dear reader, that’ll come later…)

We behave, though, and take it slow. Grab some food, grab a drink. The conversation flows even more easily than it did online. Before we know it, we only have a couple hours before my flight out, and all I’ve managed to do is put my arm around your waist while we walked.

“Oh my god best friend, we shouldn’t be doing this” How I [m] messed with my lesbian best friend [F].

This story is definitely a highlight in my sexual career. It’s one of my favorite stories but sadly I rarely get to share it for obvious reasons, so I thought i’d share it here.

A bit about Amy and I, Amy was around 18 when this happened, and I was 19. Amy is a very innocent looking asian girl, from a very deep vietnamese descent. Her face looked like many vietnamese models with high cheekbones and an overall whitish glow to her skin, yet Amy was much more Americanized.. She’s around 5’3, breasts not small but very proportioned for her size. Not a giant ass but a nice, firm grabable one. As for me, i’m around 5’5, not overweight, but also not very cut (at the time). Still a bit awkward from just barely graduating high school.

Amy and I had been friends for about 3-4 years at the time it happened. We became friends around sophomore year of high school, mainly because I had a massive crush on her. Overtime, after getting closer and older, Amy came out to be lesbian. Even knowing that she was lesbian, I still lusted for her, bad. After a while, I came to the settlement that nothing was ever going to happen between us. No big deal, I genuinely enjoyed being around her so I wasn’t too bothered by being just friends. We were so close, I saw her just as I would see any other male friend. In my eyes, we were the same gender.

How I [M] banged my high school valedictorian [F]

Recalling the following events in my life has made me truly appreciate the phrase “getting lucky.” Every time I think about it, I realize how lucky I am to have such a hot memory of this amazing girl.

I grew up in Colorado and went to a pretty big high school, with several hundred students in my class. The valedictorian, who gives the last speech at graduation, is determined by final (highest) GPA. During my senior year, we found out about a month before graduation that our valedictorian would be a girl named Valerie. I had never heard of her, but I found out she was a quiet Asian girl in my grade. Apparently most people weren’t surprised, as the people who knew her said she was brilliant.

Fast forward to graduation day:

I was sitting with my classmates (alphabetically seated) in the audience, waiting for my name to be called to walk across the stage. I was surprised to find that I actually had never seen or met a handful of the kids who were graduating with me. This was surprising, as I considered myself social (played varsity basketball and went to parties) and thought I had spoken to everyone at least once. Clearly I had thought wrong.