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Losing my V-Card [MF]

When Jackie and I first started dating I was upfront about my status of being a late term virgin. Besides one short moment of doubt, she was very understanding. We progressed from making out, to manual stimulation, to oral pretty quickly with me usually being the aggressor, but this is the story of the first time we went the full distance.

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“Hey, do you want to go to Jennifer’s going away party tonight? She said she’s breaking out the good booze.” Jackie texted.

On my way home from a business trip, I was eager to do anything with Jackie. The past few weeks since we started dating had been a whirlwind of exploration and new experiences. “Sure, I’ll come straight to your place from the airport, but I’ll need to freshen up.” Read more »

[M]elissa and I had [F]un

While working at a gym, i saw a lot of beautiful, gorgeous beings. Skinny, fat, gay, straight, tall, short, you name it. A little background, I used to work the front desk at a popular gym, at various times of the day, and we are located near some of the major banking centers so a lot of professionals come in directly after work (25-40). We’re 24 hours, and I worked the rush hour, people scanning in left and right coming from work, still in their suits and dresses (eventually you’ll catch on to where). So we offer a massage chair service for members with an upgraded service, which people don’t take seriously. Every day, this brown skin, caramel Goddess, who, I’ll name Melissa, is an eligble member. Usually she comes in with a coworkr/friend, PAWG, the loud mouth slutty type, ghetto as ever and can’t keep her shit together but got soul. So every once in a while we’d just lock eyes as i check her in, and man, her eyes were like the perfect shade of brown, don’t stare too long or you’ll get hypnotized. Checking her in was the moment i always look forward to working there after we met each other. Read more »

“Pull my hair and call me a slut!” [mf] [oral] [mast] [cum] [rough] [facefuck] [oral creampie] [swallow]

Becky was super into the whole #metoo feminist movement — the way she’d post on Facebook, you’d think she’d be the biggest prude on the planet. But I couldn’t resist. She was thick, beautiful. Curvy in all the right places and had long blonde hair and blue eyes.

I sent her a cautious message, not wanting to appear too masculine or pushy, lest I be turned into one of those angry feminist posts about men who just ASSUME you’ll want to date them, etc. etc.

“Wanna grab dinner?” I asked via messenger.

“Sure! How about Friday?” She responded almost instantly.

We made texted throughout the week to confirm plans and pick a place to meet. Dinner went WAY better than expected. Even feminists have needs and sometimes want to be dominated.

Becky was that type of chick. When I walked in (a few minutes late), I found her at the bar about to place an order for a cocktail.

“Oh,” she said. “You’re here. You can buy me a drink!”

I laughed and said, “Whoa whoa I see all sorts of feminist stuff on your Facebook page. Shouldn’t you be buying ME a drink?” Read more »

Get on the bus. (mf, exhibitionism, hand, oral)

My girlfriend is sitting beside me on the bus. At the next stop two hot girls get on. A blonde and a redhead. Petite and athletic They are talking and looking at their phones. Both of them are wearing white tee shirts and grey tights that show every curve of their firm little bodies. They both sit on bench seats directly opposite ours. They are paying attention to each other and their phones so I can keep looking at their bodies. My gf knows I’m staring at them and she leans over and whispers,

“you horny fucker. You want to fuck both of them don’t you?”

I smile and just keep staring but my cock got hard when she let on that she saw me staring and knew what I wanted. Then I feel her hand slide across my lap and start touching my cock through my pants. It’s rock hard now. My heart is pounding and I start gentle thrusts because I just can’t help it. She’s stroking my cock through my pants and the two girls are right there.

“What if they look and see your cock all hard? I’m not stopping!” Read more »

Playing with things that are not mine [MF]

I first came to know Lily through Twitter. (It’s one of my weird abilities in life to convert “online interaction” into “woke up next to her.”) In her case, she was friends with another play partner of mine that I had spent a marvelous weekend in the Reeperbahn district. Although my history with her friend was never REALLY made explicit, we kind of knew what was up. Lily, however, was married, and in a very conservative religious community. While I was trying to be circumspect about who I chose as partners at the time, and avoid the drama of an angry spouse hunting me down, there was a chemistry there I couldn’t ignore. Especially after seeing her get involved with a second-rate character in an online-only thing, I kind of felt that stupid male competitiveness thing kick in.

So I finally decided to parlay the online chemistry into a date, which turned out to be a very easy proposition, as she was even more interested than me. We picked a weekend her husband would be away, which he was on a regular basis, and I booked a hotel room in her city but a different neighborhood. Although traffic wasn’t my friend, I made it there within a reasonable time of my target, and she was waiting in the lobby, her hair neatly tucked under her hat, dressed conservatively. She was short, about 5’2, with dark hair and pale skin. I’m about 6’4”, so the difference in height was really noticeable. Read more »

After the party [MF] [piv, bd, oral]

After a night of flirtatious glances across the room, and the party beginning to wind down, I follow you into the cloak room, the lock making a loud click as I shut the door behind us. Striding across the room, I grab your wrists, pushing you against the wall, kissing you along your collarbones and up your neck, whispering in your ear, “I want you. Now.” Giving you a nibble on your earlobe and biting down your neck, I raise your arms and grasp both wrists in my hand, the musky scent of my cologne filling your nostrils.

Roughly stroking your cheek, tracing my thumb over your mouth and down your chin to your neck, circling your breasts, caressing the bottoms and sides while I kiss you deeply, my tongue wetting your lips before parting them and massaging your tongue with mine, my hand moving lower, stroking your side and over your hip. Read more »

Down in the park [MF] [exhib, bd, oral, piv]

Arriving at the dog park late one spring evening, you bring your pup through the double gates and unhook her lead. As soon as the clip is released, she scampers off like a shot, kicking up dust in her path as she weaves through the trees, barking her introduction to the other dog sniffing around in the grass at the far end. You gather the leash in your hand, taking a seat on the slatted bench across from the entrance.

I toss a tennis ball to my dog and let her return it, scratching her head when she drops it and then launching it back into the grass, watching the dogs chase and tumble through the gravel. Your dog pounces on it as it bounces and guards it, growling when mine comes near. I leave the dogs to play and rinse my hands by the spigot for the large metal bowls filled with water for the animals. I stride over to you with a smile and take a seat on the bench next to you. Read more »

A single stop in a nowhere town, Part 1 [straight, oral, strangers, public]

Tanner knew he probably shouldn’t stop, but it was just five minutes to grab a snack and a drink before he finished the last two hours drive home to his wife. Besides, this town was in the middle of nowhere, what could happen?

He pulled into the parking lot, and saw a few girls hanging out along the side. They gave him a look that was playful, and yet incredibly unfriendly. Tanner walked inside, and grabbed a few snacks and an energy drink while the incredibly bored teenage cashier watched him. It looked like no one else had been in all night.

Tanner cashed out, and as he walked back to his car, the girls called over to him. “Hey big guy,” the redhead said, “Can you help us out?” With her were a blonde girl and a girl who looked like she might be goth or emo, or just a punk rocker.

Normally, he would have ignored them completely. Tiredness from the road, or maybe the curve of the alt girl’s ass, made him stop and listen. Walking over to them, he replied, “What’s up?” Read more »

The office visit [MF] [job, bd, oral, piv, exhib]

As you finish another seemingly interminable phone call, the last in a long line of frustrations, your arms are suddenly restrained, the receiver clattering to the desk. You exhale sharply as two strong hands cup your breasts, thumbs rubbing your nipples as the fingers gently lift and squeeze your full bosom. As your body is enveloped by the figure behind you, your hands fall to your sides and your breathing quickens in anticipation. The hands working over your breasts, sliding up your chest and across your collarbones, thick fingers gently squeezing your nipples as they stiffen from the attention through your bra. As they slip down your chest again, your shirt is parted around your shoulders and tucked under your bra, exposing the sheer black fabric. The hands caressing you move up your neck, to your to your chin, to your jawline, behind your ears and grasp your flowing hair, giving a forceful tug. Fingers trace your back, finding the clasp, unfastening your bra as your breasts relax and spill further out of your top. A few of your coworkers notice your increasing state of undress and arousal, as your moans, quiet at first become more audible over the murmur of the office. Some of your coworkers are watching from afar, in curiosity or shock. You look up and see their gaze transfix on your increasingly naked form, as your bra lifts over your head and falls to the floor. The cool office air causes your nipples to tighten, becoming hard nubs on your soft, supple breasts. Young and old, the crowd increases as the men duck behind cubicles and the women shift uncomfortably, wetness forming between their legs. Moist fingers pull on your nipples and release, letting your breasts fall, jiggling and tugging on the surrounding skin. The hands moving from pawing at your chest to spread your legs, opening them forcefully, causing your skirt to ride up and display the damp spot in your panties to the crowd . Then, as one arm supports your breasts, the other would rub your thighs, making sure your legs stay open for everyone to see. Two fingers massaging your slit through the thin fabric, making you even wetter as it pushes the material between your lips. Another tug on your hair snapping your head back so I could kiss you, running my tongue over your lips before forcing its way inside and circling your tongue, a faint clicking of my piercing against teeth seeming to echo inside your mind. Lifting your skirt, my hand sliding between fabric and flesh, a finger entering your soaking cunt, bulging against the lacy cloth as I built a rhythm, slipping in and out of you, rubbing your spot as i lift your shirt to your bicep, until it was just a band under your heaving breasts, holding your arms to your sides. My palm traveling down your chest, between your cleavage then to the bottom of your breast, up the front, then crossing over and down the other side, giving both breasts the attention they crave. Swirling my finger inside of you, the steady back and forth replaced by small circles against the top, causing you to tingle as your muscles tense and a flood of cum soaks your underwear. Spinning your chair around and dropping the back, I’d kneel, lifting your legs over my shoulder while removing your skirt and underwear, tossing them to the gathering crowd to fight over. Lowering the chair, my zipper traveling down with you, letting my hard cock spring free and let you start to stroke the shaft, rubbing your thumb over the top to coat it in my juices. Your shirt tightening, lifting your breasts higher, brushing them against the tip of my stiff shaft, slapping the head against your soft flesh then rubbing the tip on your nipples in tight circles, causing a sticky rope of precum to stretch like a chain between them. My hand moving to your neck, pulling your head closer to my thick, throbbing cock, which you readily devour. Sliding your hot, wet lips down my shaft, pressing against the bottom with your tongue. Tasting my desire, sending you into a frenzy, bobbing your head back and forth as your suck on me, your hands rubbing the stickiness on your tits into your skin and pulling them with your whole hand. Grabbing my waist, pulling me closer so you could get nearly the entire length into your mouth, causing the men in the crowd to cheer for your wanton abandon. Pulling my throbbing cock out of your hot, wet mouth, circling the head with the tip of your tongue, feeling your hot breath over wet skin, I then watch you lick from the base up to the tip before wrapping your mouth around my shaft and drawing me into your mouth again. Alternating between these motions until my cock was swollen, almost too large to fit in your mouth. Looking up at me, demanding, “Fuck Me.” Read more »