The story of my sex weekend… [FMM] + [FMF]

Anyone who’s chatted through private massaging with me knows this story, but i thought it was too good to not share and I wanted to go into some more, explicit detail. I’ve also listed this as part 1 as the story was getting a bit long, the rest will come soon!

So, this actually happened almost 2 years ago now, I was 19 and my boyfriend at the time was 25. We had a pretty adventurous sex life before, but he seemed infatuated with experiencing and experimenting more. I was equally as keen to explore our sex life together as well as my own sex life.

So he had this idea, a weekend away at a hotel, where we’d stay kooked up inside for the duration of the stay and have strangers meet us for sex. I thought it seemed pretty fun as long as he could arrange it safely and without too much trouble, which was surprisingly easy online (where we met all our potential partners for the weekend).

Cabin for the weekend. [mff] [preg]

I and my girlfriend arrived at the cabin that we rented for the weekend. It was only a short distance away from the slopes we could use for skiing, and some local restaurants were also near by, which is what we told our parents we would be visiting.

My girlfriend’s friend was going to be coming over in about two hours, but my girlfriend could not wait that long. When we walked in the cabin we didn’t even look around at the rooms, she was already too horny. We found the couch in the living room and she started to undress, first taking her boots off and then her winter hat and scarf. I took my boots off and started on my coat, but at the same time, I watched her undress herself. She took her coat off to reveal her T-shirt and her blue-jeans were still on. Her breasts were hanging in her shirt, resting in her light fitting elastic bra.

Failed anal adventures with Ava [MF]

When I was in college I studied abroad in Asia.

It was an incredible experience, and I recommend it to everyone who has the opportunity. But my time there was made truly special by my first real girlfriend: Ava.

Ava was the language partner of a friend of mine. For those who don’t know, this means a local in your city who wants to learn your language, and you want to learn theirs, so you informally hang out together. I met her at dinner with friends, and we hit it off. She had long silky black hair, a perfect slender frame, nice curled lips, pretty brown eyes, and a cute butt. She was also a year older than me, at 21 (I’ve always liked older women). After a few more times hanging out with friends, I asked her to take a walk with me around our university at night, and I kissed her beneath the pines trees in the warm night air.

We became pretty inseparable after that, dating officially, spending large amounts of time together, and just generally basking in the happiness of young summer love.

One problem we had, however, was sex.

[FM] [MF] [ANAL] [ORAL] [PEGGING] Unashamed Glutton: Foretaste

All the ingredients laid out on top of his quartz counter top. Like a rainbow, there were red peppers, green onions, purple shallots, yellow peppers and garlic. The rainbow was laid out on one side of the counter top while a heavy wooden cutting board took up the rest of the space. The pepper were julienned, the garlic smashed, the green onion finely chopped along with the purple shallots. Midway through, he stopped, something was missing he thought. Lemon grass. He opened the freezer and pulled out a long stalk. He chopped it into four equal pieces and dropped them into a wooden mortar and bruised it a wooden pestle.

Now, for the hero of the night’s dish: a heart. The veins retained much of the blood that it pumped three days ago.

A night to remember [MMFFF]

I’ve been writing stories like these for a while now, at least a few years. I’d only ever sent them to my wife, kind of a way to help with foreplay and get her motor running, but this was the exception. While TDY for a few months back in 2013, I wrote this over the span of a night. It’s turned into one of my wife’s favorites, and I’ve shared it with a few close friends since. While certain aspects of this story comes from past experiences my wife and I have had with a few friends, the story itself is original. All the names have been changed. Let me know what you think!

Sometimes you dream of a fantasy, and wake excited, the thoughts, images, and sometimes feelings transitioning between dream and reality. Sometimes it feels so real, you wake hard, or wet, wanting nothing more than for someone to relieve the pressure building between your legs. Sometimes these fantasies are things you have done, or things you’ve imagined doing. Maybe you’ve seen it in a film, or read it in a book, maybe seen it in a porno. For most, fantasies that you dream of will rarely come true, unless you actively pursue them, set things up to work out the dream. Sometimes things just naturally work out, and something you never expected to happen falls into your lap, and you just go with the flow. For a rare few, they have friends or a significant other that are open to helping them fulfil fantasy, to make a dream a reality.

[M]y college-era [F]WB, and first MILF

Hi readers, I’m a long time reader of this subreddit myself, but first time I decided to try and share a story myself. This is a story from my college days, up in the Midwest a-ways. I was about 23 at the time (I’m 30 now), studying heavily for a Computer Science degree. So I spent a lot of time coding, at coffee shops, on campus, and even out at the bars. There were a few choice places in this decently sized college town, for a young man to quietly enjoy a beer during long coding sessions. I made myself a little home at one of these bars, frequenting it often, getting to know the bartenders, who would have my favorite smoke and drink available when I walked in, especially during the winter months. It was a great place to be, I met a lot of good friends there, and on a couple lucky occasions, I got lucky enough to meet a girl here and take her home.

The Eighth Wonder of Reddit [MF]

This post is about Caitlin, the eighth Redditor I’ve hooked up with. It also details three encounters we’ve had, so you fine folks get a three-for-one. That’s the kinda guy I am.

**About me**

You can skip if you’ve read my other posts. If not, here’s a verbal snapshot of myself: 28 yo 6-ft, 195 lbs. Gym-goer, but average shape. I’ve lost 12 pounds since March though (woot woot!) Brown hair, (usually) green eyes. I’m hit on quite a bit, which is flattering. Though I do keep my slutty side private, and most friends would have no idea the sort of debauchery I’ve gotten into. Since college I’ve gone from one long relationship to the next. The most recent was an engagement that ended and finally found me embracing the bachelor life. I’ve always had an extremely high sex drive, but being antisocial found myself on Reddit as opposed to a hookup app, or at a bar.

I’ve recently been referred to (I choose to believe lovingly) as a fuckboy. I’m not a fan of the term, but there’s a point where you have to accept it. So sure: I am. I don’t like the word “bull” either, but I love fucking other fellas’ SO’s. So I guess I’m that too.

Outdoors Fall Fuck. [MF]

As we walked along the old dirt road I noticed the autumn trees lining it. The leaves were a mixture of orange, brown, and red. The smell was of cider, even through the smell came from old apples on the ground that have started to rot and smelled fermented. My girlfriend was wearing a wool scarf and beanie hat. Her clothes were tight fitting, but still fluffy enough to keep her warm. The blue jeans she wore framed her two cheeks like a picture, they stood out in their blue color against the brown ground.

We were hugging each other as we walked, and we came upon an old beaten wagon on the side of the dirt road. She sat on it and gave me a look to kiss her which I did. Our lips touched and our tounges started twisting at each other. I was standing between her legs, my penis was already erect but our clothes seemed like they were an impossible barrier between each other’s bodies.

Emma Watson and the Delusional Fan [MF] [Oral] [Short Story]

*Rather than sign autographs, female celebrities let fans give them facials. Originally a response to [this prompt](https://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/6uw328/wp_alternate_universe_where_female_celebrities/)*

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Emma took a seat on the cushioned fold out chair the convention organizers had provided. A few feet away, a long line of convention goers was queued up behind a rope stretched between two stanchions. It looked to be a busy day. Minutes later, a security guard let the rope down.

The first fan approached and Emma rolled her eyes. It was an adult male dressed in full Hogwarts uniform, robe and all.

“Hi.” She greeted him cheerfully, looking up as he stepped in front of her.

“Oh my god!” The fan seemed ready to burst with excitement. “I can’t believe I get to meet Hermione!”

A scowl flickered on Emma’s face before she smiled politely again. “Please, it’s Emma.” She said, undoing the man’s black pants.

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Passionate Rich Dick. [MF]

I left the office at 5 pm after hosting a meeting with managers of my company. I headed to the roof to my helicopter but I was thinking about my wife. We had an argument the night before, and she said she didn’t want to talk to me anymore, but I knew that was bullshit for two reasons: she liked my money, but she liked my dick more.

I got to the roof and opened the door to a bright blue sky, I didn’t care though, my wife’s chest was in my mind. I already wanted to grope and cup her boobs in my hands, but first I would need to keep my hands steady for the trip home.

After I hopped in my helicopter, rushed through my checklist, and started the engine. I gave a smooth call out of my intentions over the radio and started back home.

In the air, I got distracted again by my thoughts; she felt that I spent too much time at the office and that I should be there for her more. All she did all day was spend my money and give more to her girlfriends. If she wanted to be in a relationship with me she needed to contribute, but I knew none of that would matter after tonight; I was too horny and so was she, as always.