[F4MM] The Best Drunkin Mistake Ive Ever Made

The summer of my freshman year of college I was a full fledged wild woman. I had a long term boyfriend for 3 years and once that ended I really started to come out of my shell. I've always had a very free spirited personality, and I truly felt that having casual sex was just a way of getting to love someone for a short while. I don't believe in the term "slut". As long as your safe when your doing it, I don't know why anyone should care.

My friends from High school and I decided that we were going to do a fun week long camping trip to the Sand Dunes. We've done this pretty consistently over the years and its always a blast. This trip ended up being a little bit smaller. It was my my neighbor (and one of my best friends) Scott, His best friend Davey, this kid kyle from chicago, kyles new slutty foreign exchange student lola, and me. Two of my girl friends were supposed to come as well, but the bailed last minute on me.

Banging a hot girl while on a foreign exchange trip! [HS]

So it started this week… I was on a foreign exchange trip in Spain for High School. The dude I was staying with told me to get ready for some action, because supposedly the Spanish girls love hooking up with American guys. I was still a virgin, and was ready!

We went to a club on Friday night; everyone who was involved with the exchange program. And of course, there were other Spaniards in the club. So we walk up, I'm sober, and get in, and I get to experience what clubs are like in Spain. This is no real club, it's directed at high schoolers and some college kids, but it was still great. Boy, let me tell ya, the myths that Spanish chicks have great asset is no myth! Almost all of the girls I saw when I walked in were smokin hot! All wearin yoga pants or super short jean shorts, and a few had tight skirts. And they weren't ugly girls with big butts, they were sexy af and had perfect asses and tits, great faces too.

The Day I Discovered I Was Bisexual [M/M]

This is my first story here. I hope it satisfies. There’s a part 2, which I’ll include if you like this one enough. I've now posted.

I was 18 at the time, and was exploring my sexuality. I had often fantasized about other guys: what it would be like to kiss another guy, to give a blowjob, etc. I watched gay porn once or twice. I was definitely bi-curious.

During the summer after I graduated high school, I was still living at home. I didn't have a car, so if I wanted to go out, it was usually either take the bus or catch a ride with a friend.

I happened to need a ride to work one day. A good friend of mine, I'll call him James, offered to drive me. James was openly bisexual, though leaned more toward men than women. He was never shy about telling me that he found me attractive, and often said that if I ever wanted to "test the waters," he'd be happy to be my first. I always brushed it off as friendly joking.

I [M]et my [f]abulous DirtyPenPal.

Hey GWS folks. This story is coming to you in two parts, don’t worry it’s not one of those lame, “If you like it I’ll write the rest” posts. This story was written in two parts The first section is before the meeting and the second covers the actual meeting. You will get both parts in one post if I can fit it all in. This was at the suggestion of my dirty penpal, since we thought it would be fun to share our story here.

I have been a writer in /r/dirtypenpals for a while and have had a lot of fun creating stories and occasionally getting to know interesting writing partners. One writing partner in particular knew how to get my blood going and vice versa. We wrote a story over many months and when we completed the story, found ourselves getting to know each other. Not full disclosure just little pieces. General areas we were from, what we liked about stories, etc. Then came the question, “Ever met anyone from the sub?” She had but it hadn’t gone anywhere. She had met other folks from other places and had some fun with that. I hadn’t met anyone from the sub and hadn’t met anyone online for a while but for some reason I felt she might be a breakthrough in both areas for me.

[F]oreign exchange student wakes me up with a blowjob in [m]y mom’s house.. (prologue)

LA summers can be pretty unbearable. The sedative summer heat had lulled me asleep on the couch when I wake up to Jaclyn kissing me with tiny pecks on the lips. Jaclyn is a petite 5' 2" Taiwanese girl with a slim physique and modest breasts (B-cups? I don't really know breast sizes). She also loved wearing these Abercrombie cotton shorts that stopped right where her ass curved, showing off her amazing legs. She was also 18 and in high school.

I finally reach full alertness and deeply kiss her back. I'm getting really turned on by what she's doing so I press her lips against mine. Her elbow brushes against my growing erection. She notices, immediately stops kissing me, and pulls down my pants. Her mouth dives in, lips ready. That sneaky bastard, so this was her plan all along. Yet somehow I'm not too offended by it.

She never once broke eye contact with me. Her expression conveyed determined lust–"I'm horny and you're going to fuck me."

Double Headed Dildo Drama (Follow-up to the Alyssa story) [m/f]

So after that one night with Alyssa things pretty much went back to normal. Neither of us mentioned what happened, and if she seemed to ignore me a little more than before in social settings no one really noticed. I just figured that in the clear, sober light of day she realized what happened and thought it was a mistake. And while I felt a bit dejected, I couldn't really blame her. I guess when you've been facialized by a friend you've never really had feelings for, you can feel a bit awkward about social interactions with them.

But did she have feelings for me? Besides drunk and horny? Was there a reason she called me, or was I just available? Was it interest or luck?

I spent about a week with these thought churning through my head. It felt like high school awkwardness all over again. But after a little while, and no signs from Alyssa whatsoever, I was able to just chalk it up as a fun experience and a small boost to my ridiculously small self confidence.

Then a few months later, she called me again.

Should I[M] Pursue My Old High School Flame[F]?

She was my first real girlfriend (I’ll call her Sue). We started “dating” at the end of 8th grade, and her mother broke us up during our sophomore year. We never had intercourse, but I did feel, and suck, her breasts, and finger her too. Sue also put her hand down my pants and fondled my penis.

After we were broken up, we stayed friends, but began dating other people too. Sue started dating her eventual husband our senior year in high school, and they got married while we were all still in college. After that, I think I saw her twice in the next 30+ years.

Fast-forward to a couple of years ago: She’s now living overseas with her husband, and we become FB friends. We exchanged a few pleasantries over the months, until one day when she asks about my marriage, and I just totally vent about my wife (she was a year behind us in school, and Sue knows who she is). Well, it turned out that Sue and I share the same sexual frustrations with our spouses, and we also both still had a thing for each other. For example, she told me that after all these years, she’s only had sexual dreams about two men: her husband, and me!

How I started my affair with the church lady [M/F]

Before this happened, I'd already had one long-term affair and several dalliances a few years before. However, I'd been "good" for a least two years at the time this happen. Also, all of the other women had lived out of town, and we had no other connection other than fucking each other.

Well, Jean (not her name) and I attended the same church. She was friends with my wife and I was friends with her husband. She never struck me as a sexual and/or adventurous person up until that point. However, we became FB friends too and Jean posted a bunch of old pictures from high school going forward.

As I looked at the photos, two things struck me: 1. she had a really nice body (several bathing suit, and short shorts with tank-top photos); 2. she seemed to enjoy enjoying herself (often without her couch potato husband).

So, I was working late at the office one Friday night. I'd already jacked off once that evening when I noticed that Jean was online; I started a conversation with her. We were just chatting about non-sexual stuff and then I said that I'd been looking at her old photos and that she was a looker back in the day, not that she wasn't one now. She thanked me and said that she had always thought I was attractive too.

Fix the Car! [Mf, incest, huml, Fsub]

Nick slumped down on the couch with a heavy sigh. What a long ass day, he thought. He quickly checked his watch for the time, dreading how late it was.11:56pm. He would get only a couple hours of sleep before he had to get up, despite tomorrow being a Saturday. He had promised his daughter, Maria that he’d take her to get her car fixed first thing in the morning. She’d be headed back to her college classes on Monday and God knows how long her car might take. Sooner is better, Nick thought. With another heavy sigh he stood up and grabbed his glass of whiskey, a personal favorite. Despite how often he drank it, he still felt a little buzz after a glass or two without food. Smiling, he started up the stairs to lie next to his wife, Anna who would undoubted be asleep. I’d really like a blowjob right now. It’d help me relax, that’s for sure. He got to the top of the stairs and paused, thinking about a sloppy blowjob from his petite wife. They were both in their fifties now, but Anna held onto her youthful grace pretty damn well. I picked good. * He let the daydream continue on, thinking about Anna's lips wrapped around his cock. *I should wake her up and get a little play going, he smirked. But no, she’d never been that type. “Sorry, buddy” he drunkenly whispered to his now erect penis bulging in his pants. It’s been a while since Nick had gotten any action, even masturbation. He was always so damn busy and…Okay, fine. Five minutes, I’ll get off and go to bed. Maybe it was the alcohol, but his dick was desperate.

I [M] fucked my co-worker at a work party [F]

Some background. I work for a golf course, which in turns owns a few other courses around the city and the area. Each year, around August, we have a company party where pretty much anyone who wants who has worked there can come, get wasted, make some bad decisions, and start the school year or new jobs later in the week.

This story happened last year. At the time, was a 23-year-old manager at one of the area golf courses. I did the finances, the paperwork, the beer stocking, that whole drill. And I've always attracted a younger crowd of women. I have no idea why. I'm 6'2, 160 pounds. Blonde hair, blue eyes, played soccer in high school and college, and have maintained that sort of figure.

To the story. By boss, the owner of all these courses and businesses, has a HUGE house. One of the wealthier types in town. There are more than 100 or so employees, from ages 17 (the noobs) to a few 35 year olds. I, hanging out with the people my age that I worked with in the summers, am approached by Hannah.