How my roommate gave me my [FF]irst orgasm

Hello everyone. If you read my previous posts, “Fucking my best friend (1-7)” you’ll remember that I, Nate, ended up with a girl named Kim who I love very much. She was really happy for me that I was able to get that story off my chest and we both appreciated the kind words from all of you in the comments and messages!

We also received a few messages that were, less wholesome…

Notably, to the couple that sent us a video of them masturbating each other while reading my story out loud… well… Kim and I fucked like animals watching that, so thank you ;)

These… less wholesome messages… inspired Kim to orate a few of her stories to me that she wanted to share. Unlike “Fucking my best friend” this story and any future stories are not for catharsis, but just a recounting of what Kim thinks about when fingering herself. Anyway, on to the story, which I will be writing from her perspective here on out.

“Hey babe, can I borrow that black top you have with the one sleeve cutoff tonight?”

Alone at night [f] [solo masturbation] [short story]

It’s late at night as I lay in bed unable to sleep.

My husband is out, probably looking for a pretty little mouth to stick his cock in. But he’s not who I’m thinking of. It’s been months since I’ve been under you, but you sent me a message asking me to sneak out and I know you want me. I wish I could answer your beckon call, but the children are too young to be left alone. But ever since seeing your message I’ve felt a longing that I know won’t be satisfied easily. If I’m good wife, I’ll stay home. My husband will make me forget about this feeling in a day or two, but he’s not here and I can’t go to you.

[F] Masturbation Stories

Hi! Here’s another story.

Anyway, I masturbate a lot. A minimum of three times per day.

I will literally masturbate anywhere. One example was when I did it in th middle of a math class. I was feeling hot and wet, so I reached down to finger my clit. Not wanting to get caught, I decided to put something else there instead. I took my pen, stuffed it in my pussy, and quietly squirmed around on it the whole class. Right when the teacher called me to the board, I came. I answered the math problem in front with my own juices running down my leg.

There was one time when my mom was visiting. We were watching Netflix in the same bed when I felt that familiar wetness in my pussy. I grabbed a pillow and placed it under my thighs. I did my best not to moan as my stiff clit was repeatedly nudged by the edge of the pillow. The sheer naughtiness of it excited me so much that I came within minutes.

Anyway, this is a shorter post than usual. I just wanted to say that I’ll be posting nudes later! Which should I post first? Tits, ass or pussy?

The bathtub [Mf] [Str8] [Mast] [One look is enough]

It’s been a long day. First I had to come in to work an extra shift at the bookstore, only to find that my other colleague didn’t finish restocking the shelves. My muscles ache as I bend forward to turn on the taps for the bathtub. After almost 9 hours of hard work I feel like I could spoil myself tonight, and by spoiling I mean a superhot soapy and foamy bath that hopefully would make my muscles ache less.

I pour some tangerine bath oil into the hot water before I step out into the small combined living room/kitchen. I open the fridge and take a bottle of ice cold beer. Just what I need, something to make me relax. I open it against the edge of the sink and take a mouthful. My eyes close for a second, letting the cold beer soothe me. I take of my glasses off and throw them on the counter. I put the bottle down and pull the sweatshirt over my head letting my t-shirt and my training bra follow. I carelessly drop them to the floor unbuttoning my jeans.

Practical Sex-Ed, Ch 1 & 2

# Chapter 1

In her first couple years teaching the senior high honors Human Sexuality class Katie Callahan taught the curriculum exactly as it had been taught for some twenty or thirty years, showing the appropriate videos from the eighties and powerpoints provided by the school board to the students. The few pictures of actual anatomy were grainy pictures of the ugliest genitals to ever pose for a camera. The resources were obviously lacking. The videos never went into specific details of safe sex and intercourse. Rather, it explained the scientific reasons for sex. The male sperm enters the ovary to create a fetus and so on.

The students always had an abundance of questions after the presentation and Ms. Callahan always found it hard to answer these questions.

For instance when she did the class for the tenth grade a student asked “Why do people ever need to wear condoms like the video said? I thought the whole reason for sex was to make babies. I don’t understand?” Her name was Annalee and she was from an oddly conservative family for California, church-going types, and so Ms. Callahan wasn’t surprised that she was the one to ask the question. It was now two years later and Ms. Callahan was once again her teacher, this time for senior year. Most families were like Annalee’s at Angel Grove High. The school had been founded by hard conservative Christians as a private school wanting to protect their children from the evils of the world. It was a miracle that condoms were even mentioned in the older videos.

I came in my Tinder date twice after she claimed “I’m not gonna fuck you” [MF]

Long time lurker, first time poster! I legit struggle with brevity so bear with me – will try to keep this short as possible.

BACKGROUND (jump to *** for sexy times)

I’m not drop dead gorgeous but reasonably attractive. I don’t work out anymore but have one of those bodies that naturally stays in shape. I belong to a minority race so that tends to work against me a little but I get a fair deal of attention on dating apps. I matched with this girl on Tinder and hit it off immediately – we’ll call her Vicky. Vicky is a Swede of Lithuanian descent. She’s a straight up 9/10 in pictures. Blonde, blueish-green eyes, great lips and a button nose. She is neither skinny nor plump. Bonus: she practices pole dance for fun, which means she can bend into all kinds of shapes (i knew this since before we met).

Human Anatomy and Sexuality 101 – Part Two [MF] [Exhib] [HandJob] [Oral]

Week Two – The Human Body

I got to class 20 minutes early the next week, and Kate and Rachel were already there. Rachel looked like I felt – nervous, queasy, excited (horny?). After exchanging pleasantries, Kate led us into a back room that was used for storage of old books and other supplies. There were two bath robes hanging on a hook on one of the walls next to some empty shelves. “We’re going to jump right in,” Kate started. “You two will strip completely naked, you can put your clothes here”, she indicated to the shelves. “Put on the robes, and wait for me to come and get you. Any questions?”

I knew this was coming, but I was hoping maybe we would ease into it a little…apparently I was wrong. “Kate,” I said quietly, almost hoping Rachel wouldn’t hear me, even though she was standing right next to us, “I have a, um, question. This is kind of awkward,” of course Rachel was hanging on every word, “but what if I get an erection?” Both ladies’ eyes went automatically to my crotch, where there was already a bulge forming in my pants, and then quickly back up to my face. Rachel giggled nervously, but Kate was nonplussed.

My first flight [MF]

After training for the last 20 months I finally got my wings.
I woke up kissed my wife good morning and we had our usual hot shower together where we usually engage in mutual masturbation. This morning it was special she allowed me to go down on her ,it was the first time in days I craved her …so much and as i am down there she beings to say “more more oh daddy ”
It was the first time she called me that and I was really turned on by this.

The alarm rang, I was late for my filght and I quickly put on my clothes and got to my car .

I arrive at the airport head to the airline office and have my first pre-flight briefing. The captain, Capt T
Is busy looking trough, not the charts but the list of stwedesses on the fight..
He remarks “all girls ,apart from the gay”
Sorry sir?
The filght “it’s all women and the gay man”
Ignoring his ….description of the male steward.

They should be here by now

It’s your first day right,?,its usual but they’re not too late.

A perfect storm! The story of King & Queen’s first [MFM] threesome

This story can be as short or as long as the reader likes. For those with ADD who want to skip ahead, this is the sexy story of how I first shared my Queen with a friend of mine. The jist: After fucking Queen while she was gagging on my friend’s cock, he busted one of the biggest loads ever on her tits and I immediately followed by spraying all over her pussy and stomach. But don’t you want to know more of the juicy build up and details?!

Now for those of you still here with the patience to get to the good stuff, let’s take our time and dive into how this all started off. Let me tell you, it didn’t just happen over night. This ended up being the perfect storm after years of fantasizing. Maybe you can learn something from this process we went through to finding ourselves in our first threesome and maybe you can teach us something!! We’d love to hear your feedback!

The Camgirl Part LVIII: Not Enough? Or Too Much? [Fsolo] [mast] [MF-ish]

**LVIII: Blake**

Blake sighed, leaning back against the shower wall as the hot water cascaded down her head to warm the rest of her body. She breathed in deep the steamy air as it began to rise, eyes closed. Her pussy still tingled from the night’s show, but it wanted more. Tonight, she was inclined to give it some.

Once her body was thoroughly wet with hot water, the air sufficiently thick with steam, Blake grabbed the shampoo, squirting a little more than she normally did. Products that worked with her hair were expensive, but Blake wanted to be extra sudsy today for some reason. She lathered up her hands, then tangled soapy fingers in her hair, closing her eyes again, imagining Liam’s hands in her hair.

As it usually did since that night, the memory of Marie massaging Blake’s scalp floated through her mind. Blake didn’t dwell on that but tried not to feel bad about it anymore. *Those* situations hadn’t been the bad ones. They’d just led to her fuck-up.

Thinking about that, however, brought up thoughts of Marie. Blake tried to push those thoughts from her mind, but her curiosity worked against her.