[FF] Had my first and only experience with another girl with my roommate during lockdown

This happened back in December. I live with a girl (I’ll call her Liz) who’s 5 years older than me and she is very much a lesbian, while I am very much straight

Because of the lockdown, we couldn’t go see our families like we normally do during the holidays, so we just mostly drank and watched bad movies. We ended up bonding a lot more than we probably would have due to having to be around each other all the time, so we started to get more personal with our conversation, especially when we’d been drinking. Mostly it was family stuff, people we hated, regrets, etc. But we’d also occasionally talk about sex, which was sort of nice…I’d never been comfortable talking about it with my other friends.

One night we were drinking, and we started talking about sex again, complaining about the impossibility of it during lockdown, etc. And I decided to make a stupid joke to Liz, saying it wasn’t bad for her since she just needed to try harder and turn me if she wanted to be licked so badly. I don’t remember the exact way I worded it, but I remember Liz was silent for a bit, and I stumbled and tried to explain my joke better…and then Liz got mad.

First time virginity taker [MF]

This story happened when I was 22, the summer immediately following my college graduation (4 years ago). I attended a pretty good school in Boston and, like many people in my stage of life, I was trying to figure out what to do next. I had a liberal arts degree that, while interesting, wasn’t the most practical in terms of finding a job. So, in the mean time, I had taken a temporary position in the public school system while I tried to figure my life out. I had an income, a nice apartment, and was enjoying bachelorhood. I had been in a semi-serious relationship over the last few months before graduating, but that had ended as school did so I was enjoying bachelorhood.

I had been using the usual gambit of dating apps to try and meet some new people (Tinder/Bumble, you know the deal). Anyone who has been in these situations knows that those apps can bring some amount of success, the occasional ONS or something along those lines. But it is far from a guarantee, as most conversations just die out over time.

[MF] How I [M24] had a steamy, unexpected night with a friend of a friend [F23]

Hi all, long time reader, first time poster. This was a pretty crazy time in my life shortly after moving out to the big city with a housemate who was never around. but I’m sure you’re not here for a history lesson! I have other stories to share but starting with this one. This ended up being quite long but I hope you enjoy this post.

(Disclaimer: names have been changed for respect of privacy)

–Intro–

When I was in my 20’s I lived in an apartment located in a major city situated on top of a Cafe. It was a handy spot to have parties or pre-drinks with friends before heading out to experience the nightlife. It was also handy after a big night out rolling down the stairs for a morning after hangover coffee!

Anyway to the point – On this particular evening I was drinking with some friends I knew from my high school days, plus one of my guy friends (James) was visiting from out of town and wanted to crash at my place with his girlfriend (Amber) and her best friend (Sarah). James was a pretty loose unit and Amber was a bit reserved but also a bit wild at times. This was the second time I’d partied with Amber and I had never met Sarah before.

[M]y gf gave me a bj to make me feel better

I am currently dealing with the fun of allergies. It reminded me of a now ex gf that use to live with me. She didn’t have a job at the time and felt bad I had to work even though I felt like crap. After a few days of work, hot baths so I could breath and sleep my gf was horny. We normally had sex at least once a day and that didn’t include oral we would do on each other.

I came out of my bath and she had a dildo up her pussy. She pumped it in and out of her very wet pussy while fingering her asshole. We didn’t have anal but she did like getting fingered.

I felt like a balloon was in my head but the other head liked what it saw. I was hard enough you could have hung cloths on my dick. I got into bed and tried to help her with the dildo. She slapped my hand away and started licking my balls. Both of her hands were busy so I stroked my dick while she licked my balls and dick.

A Story of DD/LG Harmony [MF] [DDLG] [Oral] [Spanking]

“It’s too much!” she says to herself, feeling the weight of everything crashing down on her suddenly. She just finished her presentation for work, the one she would have to present to her company’s largest client on Monday. This could be a huge windfall for her company…and her. Everything is riding on her. “Ugh, two more days.” she sighs, as she lays back against the pillows on her bed and looks out the window. It’s such a drab and dreary Saturday. The weather just seems to make everything feel heavier. She feels her anxiety beginning to well up inside. “I’m not going to make it till Monday” she thinks, “why am I like this?”

“Baby, what’s wrong?” she hears, as she notices him poking his head in the doorway.

“I feel like I’m never going to amount to anything. I can’t lead this thing at work. I’m not strong enough.” she blurts out.

“Oh, but you are.” he says as he enters the room, moving toward her on the bed. “You’ve got a great plan, your presentation is solid.” He takes her hand in reassurance. “You own this, and you know it. You can do this and so much more.”

Taking the morning off [MF]

C. and I met again a couple of times after our first meeting. The spirit was the same : “Are you free? Wanna fool around?” In between, we talked very friendly and discussed how we were eager to get to the next time. She offered me to join her home one morning when she wasn’t working. I loved the idea and took a day off.

I woke up early, showered, put on a nice shirt and took the one hour drive to the other side of the border where she lived. Around 8:30 am I found her little house sandwiched between two other buildings and checked my phone. The front door was unlocked. There was no one in sight. Kind of an eerie feeling, coming into an unknown, empty house. I called, looked around and climbed the stairs to a narrow corridor. I saw a dim light peeking through an opened door and smiled as I entered the small dark bedroom. We were just under the roof. The window was sealed tight, the only lighting came from a little bedlamp on the nightstand. She was waiting for me, lying on her back, one hand resting under her blond hair, completely naked and smiling like a purring kitten. I loved that moment. It was 8 in the morning on a weekday, people were at work, I was feeling fresh and spry from the shower and coffee, and that woman was lying naked in front of me, longing for me to join and fuck her.

Daydreams at Work [MF][Oral][Kisses][Short]

You were on my mind today. Constantly. It’s a wonder I got any work done today.

*I thought of your kisses, on my lips and my skin. Trailing down my neck as you coaxed me into a giving mood. My mouth against yours as I pressed myself against you. Your hand sliding up into my hair, holding me still so you could ravage my mouth.*

*Your mouth against my breasts, teasing my nipples to hard little points with your tongue. Licking and sucking gently, then harder. Making me writhe beneath you as my fingers lace through your hair. Biting at them as your lust grows, making me cry out. My pussy getting slick with cunt honey as you torment me with your talented mouth.*

*Watching as you slide down to the floor and push my legs apart, grabbing my hips and pulling me towards you swiftly and expertly. Pushing my cunt lips open with your fingers, admiring my pink folds as you get a scent of my pussy. Growling with lust, you lean down and take a long, slow lick along the length of my slit.*

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A Piece of Our Dynamic [MF] [Rough] [BDSM] [Anal] [Oral]

You are exposed on your stomach, tied to the corners of the bed, ball-gagged and blindfolded. You hold in your right hand your red “safety” ball. He is kneeling between your spread legs, looking at your ass. He gently taps your tight hole with one finger. He pulls your cheeks apart with his thumbs, exposing your ass. You can only moan and wiggle under his scrutiny.

Pinch! He’s clipping clothespins to your ample ass. The sensations sink in slowly. By the time the tenth clothespin is applied, the first few are starting to really dig in. He squeezes your ass, kneading your cheeks. A clip pops off, and you jump. He pushes your head into the pillow and tells you to hold still.

He applies clips to the tender folds of your labia, two or three on each side. He struggles to grab hold, as you are dripping wet. You are breathless. He adds a couple to your inner thighs. You cannot hold still. To call it pain doesn’t do it justice. It’s an intense sensation that makes everything else fade in the background.

Just a girl getting her [F]ace fucked {Oral}

Just a girl giving a Blowjob [FM] {Oral}

We walked up the steps to his front door with carefully paced steps, forcing ourselves to be slow. He deftly unlocked the door, but it still felt like it took hours. I could feel the hot energy radiating off of us and underneath my skin was humming. As he held the door open, the porch light lit a path Into the otherwise dark home. I turned to walk past him and heard the door click into place followed by his heavy footsteps behind me. We stood in the entryway, my back to him, the hallway barely illuminated by the light coming in the small door window. I shrugged out of my jacket and he reached out to peel it down my shoulders. His touch was so light on my arms I’m not sure if I felt or imagined it. My jacket disappeared into the darkness with a thud.

Superhero Sex – Fucking at a costume party [FM]

Halloween. The glorious time of year when suddenly having a dressing up box is considered a boon and not a childish cry for help. The time when perceived wisdom has every female using the thinly veiled excuse to dress up as outrageously slutty as they can conceive, while guys make as minimal effort as possible to wear something that looks can barely be described as ‘dressing up’.

Thankfully though, the type of people I’ve tried to spend my life surrounded by don’t slip into the cliche of this perceived wisdom. Which isn’t to say myself and certain female friends don’t take the opportunity to make the most of exciting costume opportunities, but rather that we tend to mix with guys who actually do make an effort.

I realise this is two paragraphs of entirely non-arousing preamble, but fear not, it’ll eventually become clear. The tl;dr version of the above it that myself and friends are varying degrees of geeky at heart, and like our costumes to be accurate as well as arousing, and vastly prefer the type of guy who’s actually produced a costume of some merit, than worn a nice shirt and calls himself a cowboy.