The time I 22 [M] shot jizz like Old Faithful with my best friend’s ex girlfriend 23 [F]

All of this happened all the way back in 2008. Looking back, I wouldn’t have done what I am about to tell you about. At the time, I couldn’t help but go for it with this girl, and I’d be lying if I said I haven’t jerked off for years thinking about this encounter. I hope you won’t judge me too harshly. I was one horny fucking college student. Here goes (names are changed for privacy).

I heard about Becca the first day of rush in our freshman year. Everybody knew about her. She was talked about by every girl and every guy anywhere near the Greek system. The girls wanted to be her, and every guy wanted to be with her. I even overheard a gay couple I was friends with say, “we might both be totally gay, but we would at least try pussy out if she wanted to let us.”

Trauma or Pleasure? I just don’t know anymore

Perhaps I can use this platform as a way to finally move forward and tell my story while servicing the sexual indulgence of others. I’ve seen what’s offered online, I’m fully aware of every fantasy man and woman may be in tuned to. There are things I’ve seen, things I’ve done, and things I’ve been subjected to. A particular sexual and traumatic experience has left me searching for similar situations such as the one I encountered on July 11, 1990. I suppose it had opened something inside me that was never meant to be opened. I’ll always remember this day; it was then that I learned so much in so little time. This was a time before the internet, a time where children such as I were lucky to find Dad’s Playboy magazine hiding somewhere. Now; today a teenager is privilege to any dark and twisted fantasy he or she can think of, as easy as a click of a button. In 1990, I didn’t ask for this, but none the less it had befallen me.

Maid to Order

Being almost broke, and being told by her landlord to pay up fast, or lose her apartment, Susan Chambers was desperate for a job. In the classifieds, she found an ad and decided to at least apply, it sounded like it wouldn’t be that tough a job if she could land it.

“Wanted, a young, attractive female for maid service. Apply to Lady Elizabeth Wentworth, 19 Hudson street. Please apply in person only, no mail-in resumes or telephone calls.”

She imagined what a maid would do, dusting, cleaning, serving tea, shouldn’t be too hard a job. Susan soon found herself at the appointed address, 19 Hudson street turned out to be a mansion, and she soon found herself in the sitting room, and Lady Wentworth was giving her an interview.

She noticed Lady Wentworth eyeing her closely, Susan was certainly attractive enough, being all of 22, with short blonde hair, full rosebud lips, nicely shaped grapefruit-sized breasts, and a nice curvy waist with a little extra flare to her hips. Oh yes, Susan would do very nicely.

Embrace of the Goddess Part 1 [FF] [Fantasy] [BDSM] [Dark] [Masturbation]

**Chapter 1: Reflections**

“That’s the third expulsion this week.”

“I know, High Priestess, but -”

“No,” said Iriel, standing up and moving from behind her desk. The elven woman stretched as she stood, her back sore from sitting in meetings all day. “The Order of Azora is not a large order, and do you know why?”

The sniveling dwarven headmistress started to nod an answer but thought better and shook her head. When Iriel didn’t provide an answer, simply waiting calmly and staring the older woman down, Kasha ventured a guess. “Our oaths?”

Orilana, the tall dark elf in plate armor, shuffled her feet back and forth. It was obviously the wrong answer. Orilana’s long black hair was in a bun to keep it away from her silver armor with gold lining. The silver was the classic color of Azora’s order. The gold was a sign of her high rank.

“No,” said Iriel. She smoothed out her robes. “Not at all.” She took a deep breath, working to keep her temper in check. “It is our standards. Any applicant to the Abbey must be interviewed, multiple times. Her family history is checked. Her friends are interrogated.” Iriel pointed to Orilana. “They are followed and watched the closer they get to acceptance.”

I checked my wife’s browser history (m) masturbation, cuckold, sph, cheating

My wife’s ever growing sex drive has been incredibly beneficial for my sexual diet. I have been eating her pussy on the regular for weeks and every time she has climaxed hard on my face.

All this oral fun has been excellent for my self confidence, but we haven’t had penetrative sex for a couple of weeks. She just loves to recieve head, every day. After she has had one, sometimes two or even three repeated orgasms from oral sex and a sex toy or two she immediately falls asleep. She tells me I’m welcome to empty my load all over her chest, tummy or bush and then fall asleep before I get there.

It was incredibly sexy the first few times but now it’s a bit of a chore!

I’ve been well aware of her frequent masturbating for a couple of months and I get off to it frequently… I decided to take a risk today while she was at work. I opened up her tablet and went into Safari. I was both equal parts shocked and not surprised at all by what I found.

I get my first taste of dick [MM] [MFM]

In my early 20s, not having anything better to do, I moved to a resort area in the Caribbean. I meant to stay a couple months, but ended up being there several years. It was beautiful, the weather was fantastic after years of brutal New England winters, and the people I met were cool. And I was getting laid a lot.

When I first got there, one of the things I did to support myself was crew on charter sailboats and other boat-related work. I became a pretty good sailor in just a few months. It didn’t pay much, but I loved sailing and could get work doing this very easily.

A woman I knew asked me if I wanted to help her boyfriend with a job he’d been offered. Someone had bought a sailboat that was in pretty poor shape. It had been anchored in a bay on the next island over for a while and needed some clean-up before sailing it back to a boatyard. The new owner would pay us pretty well to take care of it. So Scott and I planned on taking the ferry over with the gear we’d need early one morning, spending the day cleaning the boat up, and then sailing it back the following day.

Gianna (Ch 2/8) “Masturbation and Blue Balls” (ASMR 3rd Person Story)

Hellllo everyone, check out Chapter 2 of my latest story… Goddess Gianna Punishes the Jehovah’s Witness. Chapter 2 official title is “Gianna Masturbates to a Boy’s Blue Balls”. Apparently Amazon Kindle did not like the title so it was released on Kindle as Gianna’s Cockteasing Ballbusting Adventures which is also just as accurate of a title. Check out the Amazon Kindle link below. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01N7MEVEQ EXCERPT FROM CHAPTER 2 You just can’t put a pair of sore blue balls through a demanding ejaculation and expect it not to hurt a little. Nothing made Gianna’s pussy drip more than the thought of sending another “limper” home to blow his messy load all over himself, desperate to relieve himself of the tension she instilled in him. She really worked this particular boy up too. He simply could not deal with the sexual tension. She toyed with him all night long, occasionally throwing him some really provocative “fuck me” eyes from across the club. And, every so often, she’d find her way back to him, bend at the waist in front of him, and give his stiff cock some nice hard slaps with her tight ass. His cock stayed sprung up under the top button of his jeans all night long, dabbing his preppy dress shirt with stains of precum as his scrotum knotted up tighter and tighter and his balls turned blue as a tourniquet. He looked so funny to Gianna. She couldn’t help but giggle every time she looked back at him to see his hard cock bulging helplessly up out of the top of his tight blue jeans. She loved that he couldn’t do anything about it. He just had to live with the fact that there was no room for his cock inside his pants. He had to deal with it poking out and dripping under his shirt… all night long.

Masturbating with my older sister’s panties [FF] [Incest] [Masturbation] [Panty Fetish]

Panty Fetish Anthology, Chapter One: Harper’s Curiousity.

Harper got out of her bed with her long brown hair disheveled, she had fair skin and a very optimistic smile. She felt really tired and hungry so she dressed in sports shorts and went straight to the kitchen to have some breakfast, and there was her sister Leah getting ready for work.

Leah was different than Harper in many ways, she was more mature, responsible and taller, she’s 21 and already knows everything she’s going to do, she studies and works very hard everyday, she’s smart, gentle and beautiful, while Harper is 18 years old, lazy, immature, and doesn’t really know what to do with her life. On top of that, Leah also had a more developed body than her younger sister, and that always made her feel less.

“Good morning little sleepyhead, it’s late so don’t eat much breakfast” Leah said

Harper was still very sleepy so she barely nodded. “Are you going to work?”

“Yeah, i have to go in half an hour, do you need anything?”

“No, it’s okay, i’ll go back to my bedroom, good luck” Harper smiled

“Thanks sweetie” She smiled back

Mardi Gras (AKA the start of the best sex of my life) [MF]

In my mind this started at a wedding. Two of my friends from high school were getting married and had a big outdoor wedding. That meant that everyone was going to be there and the party was going to be insane — which it absolutely was. One of the highlights was late that night after 95% of the guests had left and just the wedding party and a few really close friends / stragglers stayed behind. There was a lot of flirting and general sexual tension between just about everyone. We were in our early 20s, most of us drunk, and all having known each other when we were awkward kids seeing each other for the first time in ages in the heat of our respective “glow-ups.”

One of the friends that remained, lets call her Penny, was someone I had been off-and-on friends with for years. She had moved away at some point and we had lost touch. She was really good friends with the groom though — he had the biggest crush on her throughout high school and… well, still did to that day — despite that he had just gotten married. She was really cute, 5’5”, curly dark hair, big blue eyes, genuine smile, and lovable personality. In high school she had been incredibly skinny with a firm backside and small breasts. In the years that followed she had put on some weight but in all the right places. He B cups had filled out to Cs and her hips were a little wider and very inviting.

The Blowjob that Really Sucked [MF]

I was in the middle of a year of abstaining from sex — not masturbation, making out, or trading oral — just abstaining from sex. In truth, I think if the right person had shown up during that year I would have caved for sure. Fortunately, or unfortunately, for me all the people I dated that year either understood my solemn vow or just cut me off and walked away knowing that I wasn’t going to be as much fun as they wanted.

Interestingly, the first 3 – 6 months were the hardest because in that early stage of the game I was still meeting a lot of new people and they seemed very interested in me. As my lack of sex-life became evident to others my confidence — and their interest — began to wane. By the latter-half of that year I went on zero dates and had no obvious prospects.

Then, one day, about eight months into my year of abstaining, I met a girl online. She was cute, petite, had a fun personality, and wanted to meet me. We went out one weekend afternoon and drove around town to get to know each other. She was feisty and fun and I enjoyed her company. She was in the US Marine Corp, had just gotten home from boot camp, and was only around for a short while before shipping off to train in her MOS.