A college camping trip with my friend from class turns into unexpected sex. (MF 21) part 4

After dinner and having some beers by a bonfire on the beach, Amy and I went back to my tent. It was cold out again. Amy put a big hooded sweatshirt and just some panties on to sleep. We got in my sleeping bag.

We started making out of course. I had my hand in her panties, fingering her and rubbing her clit. I said, “I can’t believe you were a virgin until you were 18.” She said, “I wouldn’t have been if the guys weren’t such dicks to me. I wanted to have sex, but not with them.” “So, that story you were telling me about your boyfriend earlier – did you lose your virginity to him?”, I said.

Amy said, “How do you know I was not a virgin when you fucked me last night?” with a grin. She said, “You were the first dick I put in my little virgin pussy. It hurt so bad with your big dick”, in her fake innocent voice, looking at me with her fake innocent expression. “Ha ha”, I said, “come on, tell me the truth.” She said, “Fine, if you want to hear about me getting banged by some other dude, I will tell you.” “I like your stories”, I said.

I’m an Educator: Abby

You’d be surprised how few people think about the future until it’s too late. All of us have goals, whether they’re something measurable, like saving and staying on track for retirement, or something broader, like having a big family. The trick is identifying these goals early, since our number one asset we all have earlier in our lives, is time.

That’s one of the things I’m passionate about and why my primary job is serving as a financial planner for my clients. I find fulfillment in helping people understand early in life that if we start planning and acting now, it will make future goals so much easier to obtain.

This is also one of the reasons I took on a second job a year ago, teaching personal finance to undergraduates at our local university. I’ve always seen myself as an educator and if I can engrain these skills into them early on, then I can rest better about the future of that next generation.

It’s so great being back on campus. I graduated nine years ago and some of my best years came from the experiences (and mistakes) I made as a student. But aside from nostalgia, there’s another reason I took this job, as it better aligned with one of my true passions, college-aged women.

How I [F20] discovered humiliation is a turn-on for me, during a cruise [MF] – Part 2

Find part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/ocunbb/how_i_f19_discovered_humiliation_is_a_turnon_for/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

I was soo late for dinner. My parents were pissed. They wanted to know why I’ve been late and so out of breath, so i told them I lost track of time at the gym.

I obviously weren’t going to tell them, that their innocent daughter just got cum all over her in a public spa and even worse, liked it.

Dinner was nice and I got to learn about next days plan. Apparently we were visiting Tallinn the next day and were having a seaday right after. This meant I had a full day with no programme and nothing to do, stuck on a cruise ship.

At first sight this kinda sucked because I really liked the trips to different cities during the day. Then it made me realise, this would also mean i would probably be able to track down the guy from earlier. This Greek God lookalike.

After dinner my parents left to our room. I decided to leave them some space and roamed around the ship. In the evening it was much calmer than during the afternoon. I liked it. I got myself something to drink and sat down somewhere on deck on one of those large couches.

MMMMMF Employee Retention Hole 3/x

Jane took Sunday off. or she meant to. She got a text from Joe:

“So, I understand you need your workforce back. I can organize it. not one at a time, all at once. Meet up in the office tonight. I’ll bring the guys. ”

Jane called him right away. “what is it with you nerds and texting? If you need to talk about something like this, you /call/ – you understand? texts are too easy to search. Yeah. ” she sighed. In for a penny… “How many? Really? at once? …. yeah, I guess that would save time. Yeah, Ok, I’ll be there. And you’ll delete that photo, right? yeah, ok, sure”

Jane hung up. Joe was going to bring 10 of the guys who left into the office; they were going to meet up in the conference room, and she was going to offer them ‘retention bonuses’ – all at once.

Ugh. Ok. She had better go get there early, to prepare the paperwork. this will all be for nothing, otherwise.

Dacryphilia [m/f][fsub]

“I want you to brag about your cunt.” His hand is on his cock, and I’m naked, my legs spread open towards him with my fingers inside me.

As a slave in sex and a Nice Girl in life, bragging is not something I’m used to doing. It’s better for me not to overthink, so I ask for guidance. “I don’t know how. When guys brag about their cocks, they talk about how big they are. I guess girls would brag about tightness? Can you give me some lines?”

“Say, ‘I’m proud of my strength.'”

“I’m proud of my strength.” Obedience is immediate, and so are the tears. “I’m proud of my strength.” It feels like a mindfuck. I’m pretty sure he’s talking about my articulated vaginal muscles, toned from the years of kegel exercises he’s ordered. But owning my own strength and self-esteem is something we actively work on in me, and it hits different when I’m fucking myself, when he’s fucking me.

My cunt and heart are directly connected.

“What are you thinking?” he asks as I continue to cry. My fingers pump slowly, feebly in and out as I’m overwhelmed with soul-deep spiritual understanding: I’m an ourobuoros, a self-containing cycle of generation and rebirth.

Missed flight leads to motel sex. [MF] [Age gap]

Jack met Cheryl in the most clichéd way possible. Their flight was delayed into Detroit, and they both missed their connection to Chicago. They met at the rental counter, where Cheryl was complaining to the Hertz lady about not being able to rent, but she was adamant about their policy: _no rentals under 25_. And..well, Cheryl was 22. No rental for you.

Jack, of course, had no problem getting a car. He was 42, for one, and Hertz Platinum, for another. He’d accrued something like a million airline miles over his lifetime.

“Uh, I heard you’re going to Chicago” he said. “I can drive you, I’m going there as well”.

The drive started easy enough. Introductions: Cheryl was 21, flying home from college, she would be graduating in a few months. Jack was an executive at an unnamed consulting firm in Chicago. He was pleasant and charming. She was sweet, although perhaps she spent a bit too much time on her phone, flipping from instagram to snapchat and typing out messages with a speed that Jack found, quite frankly, impressive. They got along.

How my affair with my MIL started. Part 3 (we finally fuck) [MF]

This will be the 3rd time I type this out, my phone deleted it the last 2 times. If it happens again, I may literally lose my mind!

After Laura left me on the couch, I get up and proceed to the shower. Part of me felt dirty after what had just transpired. (Side note; I lose all sense of morals throughout this affair. Looking back, I was a POS for it, I’ll be the first to admit it. Just like to reminisce on a wild part of my life)

[MMF] Spontaneous first time having a threesome with gay bff and girlfriend

Before I get into the actual story some background is needed. I’ve (heterosexual male) been friends with my gaybff (J) for a couple years. One day a couple years ago I was feeling sexually curious so I asked him if he wanted to come over for some experimentation and fun. He obliged, and I gave him a BJ and fucked his ass. I wanted to switch it around but it didn’t work out, due to a combination of my ass being too tight and his dick too big. No matter, still had fun. I needed straight porn to get hard and cum and it was definitely an interesting experience that satiated my curiosity, but nothing came of it. We still hang out as normal bros with zero sexual or romantic tension.

The forgotten laptop [MF]

Hey everyone, Jack back for another quick story about my girlfriend Abi and I. In the last 3 weeks Abi has moved into my house because her apartment lease was up. Let me tell you, I knew the woman had a high sex drive after it was repressed for so long (damn strict religion), but since we have moved in together it has been the most sex I have ever had. Normally it is sex in the morning before we head off to work, another round right after we both get home and normally one before we fall asleep. To say I am one happy man is an understatement, but this isn’t about one of those times, instead it was when she popped up at my work one day to drop something off that I forgot at home.

My girlfriend wants to be in control during sex – with her kegel muscles [MF]

My girlfriend is hot and athletic and we have a very loving, caring relationship. But sex is weird because she likes to control every step that happens. With other girlfriends I was more dominant, with her it’s the opposite and I struggle a bit. It’s her personality to be very efficient and practical. Sometimes, she is even a bit mean to me, not on purpose – I think – more out of routine or self-care for her.

In 9 of 10 of the cases, she prefers missionary.

**Our usual routine**

She gets ready on her back on the bed, opens her legs, a towel under her ass to catch the dripping creampie she will get. She always expects me to finish inside her.

During the first few minutes of sex, she relaxes her pussy muscles for me and rubs her clit. It feels good, warm, exciting, I have no problem lasting as long as I want – or as she likes. I fuck her, sometimes a little rougher and faster, it’s perfect, while she masturbates with her fingers on her clit. She praises me for how good and perfect my cock feels inside her. After two minutes she orgasms by rubbing her clit and moans loudly. When she comes back to her senses, she asks me, “Do you want to cum”?