[M]y success[F]ul Tinder Match

*Author’s Note: Here’s Part 1 of 2 of an old story. Enjoy, and as always DMmeYOURpussies!*

**- Heather and I: Part 1 -**

Years ago, having recently come out the other side of a long and complicated breakup, I was ready to get back on the proverbial horse. I entered said relationship before Tinder was a thing, but boy was it in full swing by the time I was ready to date again. I was in my late 20s and not trying to find true love. I wanted to date but I was also not the type of guy that was just looking to match then smash for an evening. I created my profile as such and had minimal early success in matches that I wanted to actually meet in person. Over the next month or so I had a few dates that were awkward and it was painfully clear there was no sexual chemistry. That was until I matched with Heather.

Sex Ed

Class
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“Class! Pay attention! Sex ed is important!” Jane roared in another pointless attempt to assert some kind of control over the horde of unruly seniors.

However for all the good that it did her she might as well have spit into the wind. This close to the end of the day, not to mention this close to graduation, the class was just not in any mood to listen to her.

“How am I going to reach these kids?” she thought to herself. She had tried everything she could think of to get them interested.

To her sex ed was the most important thing she could think of. These kids were already fucking each other like bunnies, she had no chance of her changing that, she just wanted to help them see how dangerous it could be to not practice safe sex. If she could give these kids at least a chance not to end up pregnant or riddled with diseases maybe they could make something of their future. Jane was tired of seeing kids through their lives away by getting knocked up and keeping a baby they would resent for the rest of their lives, it was not good for the parent or the child.

[F22] Before Shopping.

I am a girl who really enjoys sex,
One afternoon I was with a guy in the car having several moments of hot kisses, but the desire was stronger when we didn’t mind staying in the parking lot of a pharmacy, his hands opened my shirt taking out my breasts and I lowered his pants taking out his penis , with my incredible desire to devour him, I put him in my mouth giving him a fantastic oral, I grabbed my breasts and my hair, the more he heated me up until I felt his semen in my mouth and my tongue tasted it, I loved swallowing it all, I cleaned myself , we got ready and got out of the car to do the shopping.

first time anal

The first time I had anal sex was 6 years ago with my now husband. It was his birthday and we went out with a bunch of friends. We both got fairly intoxicated that night and on the way home I was grabbing as sucking on his cock.

When we got home, the clothes hit the floor the second we got inside. He was in rare form and felt on top of the world.

I started sucking his cock right away in the doorway of our apartment. He takes me by the hand and we take it to the room.

We had a long 30 minute oral session before we started to fuck. We skipped the slow fucking and straight into rough. I held my ankles back and let him plow me as hard as he could. With each pump into my pussy, I could feel myself getting more and more wet.

After 30 minutes of fucking, he started realizing he could not cum. He tore the condom off and started eating my wet pussy out, letting me cum in his mouth. He then had me spit on his hard cock and started easing into my ass.

You can be with her if you share (FFM) – part II

Continued from the story I shared [last weekend](https://www.reddit.com/user/MissKath96/comments/tpwekc/you_can_be_with_her_if_you_share_with_me_ffm/).

When I left off, Louise had made me make out with her, with Johnny’s cock in between. Double blowjob, porn style. He was rock hard and throbbing, and ready to go. Playing the good hostess to our guest, I told Johnny to fuck her brains out. We moved to the bedroom, and he was on top of her immediately. Doing her missionary style, he was too excited and came too soon. He hadn’t even fucked me yet!

Louise and I got back at it, wiped his cum off her stomach and started making out again. I began fingering her, and asked if she wanted to move on to oral. She had never eaten pussy before, but she gave it a try. It wasn’t the best I’ve had, but it was fun seeing her try it for the first time. We changed places and I gave her my best. She really seemed to enjoy my licking her. When Johnny began getting ready again, he came over and grabbed me by the hips, lifted my ass up, so I was eating out Louise, while being in a perfect position for doggy. As he began by rubbing his cock on my ass, I could feel him getting harder, and then he began fucking me. After a little while, Louise moved over and got into position next to me so he could take turns fucking us both.

The story of how you’d get to fuck your best friend’s wife. #Cheating #Bet #Blowjob #Impreg

You contrived a plan. What would seem spontaneous was perhaps actually quite planned, or perhaps it all happened as you realized just what an opportunity you had in the moment.

Her husband, a good friend of yours had been away and hadn’t returned yet when you dropped by. You might just walk in as good friends do, calling out his name to annouce your arrival, only to be greeted by her and told he wasn’t home.

She herself is quite healthy and fit; a sexy thing! A cute Asian girl of five-foot-two, with big cartoon eyes, a small chest and a nice round bottom; a body to kill for and the envy of many friends. Not the type to flirt or give way easily, still she knew you as being a bit of a playboy and generally knew how to keep you in line.Her husband being away provided you the perfect opportunity. A series of games would have her at your mercy, and what little mercy you’d have.

You could think of it as slowly making her into your **toy**, being able to manipulate her and tell her what to do; her losing the ability to make choices over her own body., giving away her innocence **one bit at a time**, until she’s wagered her body for a bet; double or nothing.

I’m the male half of an open marriage and I’d like to tell some true stories. PART 2.

This is kind of a therapy/kink thing for me, and I’m living sort of a secret life. I can’t talk to very many people about this stuff. My wife doesn’t like the gory details, even though we’re in an open marriage.

Names are changed to protect the slutty…

My first story was about meeting Kendra. This story is about my 2nd encounter with her. They were all kind of a blur, and took place within a couple months. I’d reach out to her every few weeks and we’d hook up. We both seemed to be in a good place and were into it.

She is a great woman, and we we could bounce stories and conversation off each other with ease. But at the end of the day, for me, it was all about the sex. She didn’t seem to have an issue with our arrangement, so we got together and mostly just fucked.

I [M] like to have women use me as their personal on-call oral servant. I have 4 current partners and have had 7 total in the last 2 years. (Long post ahead)

My favorite thing to do intimately is to eat pussy. A few years ago I stopped trying to find regular hookups on tinder and such and started looking for something more specific. I decided it would be fun to be used simply for their pleasure, on their terms. They get my number, and then they can text me any day they’d like and I go to their place and bury my head between their thighs until they tell me to stop. Then I leave. It’s as simple as that, and I love it. Or course, other things sometimes end up happening, but only if my partner is the one to initiate it. I never ask for anything more than lie between their legs and please them. Surprisingly, a lot of women are very interested in an offer like that opposed to a regular hookup and I’ve had a very positive reception from the women I’ve messaged, even if they aren’t interested for whatever their reason may be. I prefer them to show me an STD/STI test that is fairly recent (I offer to pay for one if they haven’t had a test recently) and then then fun can begin. I’ve had 7 different partners for this since I started doing it and I currently have 4 and they make a very diverse group of people. They all know that I have the same agreement with other women, but only two of them know each other (2 current ones)

I can’t say goodbye (female-pov, MF, nc, creampie, unwanted pregnancy)

Trigger Warning!

While entirely fantasy my NC stories often contain non-consensual scenes that can feel raw, or have realistic elements to them. I don’t want to upset anyone, so please use your discretion when choosing whether or not to read.

Thanks and enjoy! 😊

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“Hey Mark, you finally made it!” I waved and called to my good friend from the trailhead.

It was the closing days of summer, and I’d be leaving for college soon. Mark had been a friend of mine all through high school. He’d actually had a crush on me a couple of years ago, but the feeling wasn’t mutual. It was an awkward couple of months after I turned him down, but he moved on, dated other girls and we had managed to stay friends.

It helped that we had a common interest. We both did track and cross country for all these years and often went running together. With or without our other teammates, and no matter the weather. Now we were both planning on attending different colleges, and both had sports scholarships. So we had spent most of the summer training together. With just a couple weeks left until fall sports started these were some of our last few runs together. It was a bittersweet time for us.

For the last time! You have two girlfriends at home! [Incest][MFF]

[Originally a reply to this r/dirtywritingprompt post.](https://old.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/tq2011/wp_incest_mom_can_i_have_a_girlfriend_your_mom/)
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“Can I please have a girlfriend? Please?” I begged.

Mom huffed. This was my tenth time asking her this week. The only thing stopping me from dating was my overly protective mother.

She was an attractive woman, a little on the plumper side but I could never imagine men not finding her pleasing to the eye. Though for whatever reason she never remarried. The only man in her life was me.

“What do you need a girlfriend for?”

“It’ll be nice to have some female companionship.” I said.

“Mary!” She yelled, calling up to my sister.

Mary, my older sister, walked downstairs. She was thin and tall, taller than me. She had always had a skinny frame and long legs. They were only accentuated by her short-shorts.

“Whaaaat.” She moaned.

“Hang out with your brother, he’s bored. Be his girl friend.”

“Ugh.” She complained, standing next to me, arms crossed. “Well he’s boring *me.*”

“I mean- it’s a little more than being bored… A girlfriend will do things for me that a sister won’t.”