College JO Buds [MM] – Chapter 2

The next morning, I woke up around 8:00 with a slight hangover. I remember looking at the clock and wondering why the fuck I was awake already. I rolled over and tried to fall asleep again, but I couldn’t. After 10 min of tossing and turning I was starting to get frustrated and decided pull out my laptop to waste some time on the internet.

I started checking the news and last night’s hockey scores before eventually finding my way to reddit. As I was scrolling through reddit, I began to slowly play with my balls. Not masturbating, but just casually playing with my balls as I moved from one sub-reddit to the next. After a few minutes I was fully hard and decided to switch to my NSFW reddit account.

As I was looking at various gifs/pics I came across a gif of a girl getting spit-roasted. This immediately reminded me of last night; Joe and I sitting on the couch, stroking our hard cocks as we watch a slut take 2 cocks. Fuck, that was a ton of fun. I kept watching more and more MFM and gangbang gifs; every now and then imagining that it was Joe and I fucking the girl on screen.

College JO Buds [MM]

I went to a different college than most of my friends. I picked a random roommate and was really looking forward to meeting new people. The only downside was going to be figuring out how to jerk-off while sharing a room.

One benefit, was that my roommates schedule was very different than mine, so I was able to jerk-off when he was at class. The downside though was that I also like jerking off before going to sleep and he was always in bed before I got home.

My roommate and I did not hangout much outside of our room, we just had different friends. I spent most of my time hangout with a few guys from my math class and people in their dorm. Before long 4 of us began to hang out a lot, Steve, Joe, Brad, and myself. Steve and Joe were roommates and Brad lived down the hall from them. As the year moved on, we decided the four of us would room together next year. We were able to find a small four bedroom apartment off campus.

[FM] Seducing a much older man to get a job.

This was in college about ten years ago. I had good grades. I already knew I was going to an Ivy League school for an MBA after graduation. I’d already had a “serious” summer job where I got business and management experience. And I’d been in a competitive academic environment since I entered prep school in ninth grade.

I just wanted ONE fun job. I’d never worked retail or as a waitress. I was chasing any type of gig in music. Anything with concert promotion or a small label.

I got a couple of interviews that went nowhere. I was too young or inexperienced or, as one stoner hippie chick told me, “not just a good fit.” I always come off as this demure, Hispanic good girl. And I’m sure the private high school and college didn’t help around people who’d mostly gone to state college or just been in the industry forever without any schooling.

The funny thing is my boarding school experience was probably wilder then they could even fathom. I wasn’t ACTUALLY a good girl. Even at 21 I already had years of experimenting with sex and drugs under my belt. Just not rock and roll.

Spring break as a top [MM], first time

I had gone to college out of state and decided to come back home for spring break. I was broke and most of my friends would be around anyway.

But they weren’t around enough to keep me from getting bored. By early part of the week I found myself incredibly horny and with limited options to change that. I had already begun experimenting with men several months previously. Mostly oral stuff or hand jobs and honestly with men that were sketchy and sad. Being young and okay with older men meant it was easy to find and have the pick of almost anyone. My college was more secluded so now that I was home I finally had a big pool to choose from.

I was more picky in finding a guy that would actually make me feel comfortable. Hot gym rats were usually assholes and since I was fit but not all muscles I wasn’t their type. Which was fine. I didn’t seem to go for men my age at all. Most my life I would be with women younger than me. But the opposite direction with men.

[MF] “I’ll give you head on tap.” – a story about sexual encounter with an ex

This is a story about an encounter I had with an ex, who I shall call for this story “Vikki”.

Vikki was white, long brown hair, brown eyes, and a little on the bigger side, not that I minded though. She also genuinely loved sucking cock. Even after we had split up, every couple of months we would chat online and ending up meeting for secret blowjob sessions.

One particular time was different though. “Let’s go to a hotel. I’ll give you head on tap.

“On tap?” I replied, “what does that mean?”

“It means anytime you ask for it, I’ll give you head, as many times as you want.” My dick felt a jolt from reading the direct reply. I was staying with parents at the time, which was always an unpleasant experience for me. To get out of the house AND get my cock sucked? Sign me up.

I agreed to her idea, ending my text message with a “p.s. don’t wear any panties”. I thought it was a cute, sexy tag line to end with.

[FM] How I actually ENJOYED losing my virginity to an older, married co-worker (Long, teasing, vanilla, but almost didn’t fit)

*[I’m in my mid-20’s now but this is about how I lost my virginity. I’m sure that’s never been done here before. I hope you guys find it interesting even though it’s all completely true so nothing too crazy happens. As long as you don’t think infidelity is crazy. I think I kept all references to it above the dividing line. If you get bored by the long set up, the action also starts after the long dividing line.]*

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Due to a combination of overly protective Catholic latino parents and having a relatively introverted personality, I made it all the way to 18 before I had sex. I’m aware it sounds conveniently like a porn. That’s just coincidence. The guilt from aforementioned Catholicism played a role too probably. I don’t know about other Catholic teenage girls but I never let it stop me from going right up to the edge of having sex with whatever boy I was attracted to when they took the initiative in trying to fuck me. I’d do anything except actually them. Soooo it was just very frustrating *(for them)* make out sessions and maybe oral for the one or two that I liked enough for it.

[F] Proving him wrong

Last night I decided to teach my bf a bit of a lesson. First a bit of a backstory, to set the scene a little better. We’ve been cuckolding for a while, it’s something we both enjoy, and helps me have a little fun whilst I’m away at uni. Seeing as we’re quite sexually open, it’s should come as no surprise that we watch a fair amount of porn. One of my favourite genres is interracial, however my partner isn’t the biggest fan. He will often say when watching how it’s all angles, and the old adage of black guys being bigger isn’t true. Anyway, back to last night.

I’ve been back at uni a few weeks, but haven’t really been out much, I always try and settle back in first and just get comfortable being away from home. Last night I went out with flat mates, just to a local bar. We met up with some friends of one of my flat mates, and just had the general kinda sporadic night out you’d expect from uni students. One of the guys from the other group and I got along quite well, and as drinks flowed the flirting started. I messaged my bf a pic of me and the guy in question together at the bar saying ‘maybe i’ll find out if the stereotype is true’ he replied with the expected response of telling me it wasn’t and to be ready for disappointment.

Caught Being Naughty [MF]

“I don’t even know you!” replied my wife Beth, mockingly aghast that I wanted to take a quick nap.

I had a regularly weekly outing on Wednesday nights which always went for several hours, but was feeling sleepy and wanted to be alert for the evening. But she was correct, I almost never napped, which is why I took my computer into the bedroom with me…in case I needed a little “help” falling asleep.

Secretly, I was hoping maybe she’d pick up on that and offer to lend a hand. She’s been having some health issues lately and hasn’t been very frisky, so I’m often on my own.

I got in bed, and opened up the computer to read through a few NSFW stories, using my knee to prop up the comforter to block the view of what I was doing (in case she did happen to come in). After I had what I needed, I finished the job and quickly fell asleep.

I woke suddenly, surprised that the alarm was going off, and not quite remembering why I was in bed at 7pm. The room was dark and quiet.

Married couple at a sex club [MF]

My wife, Meghan, and I have had a great sex life in all our years of marriage. After kids things didn’t stop, but there are quite a few barriers to everything we want to do. Traveling as a family is a lot of fun, but good sex requires a bit of creativity on the road when the whole family is confined in a van or hotel room for extended periods of time. Sex at home is a bit easier. We can’t have long sessions on the kitchen counter, backyard or anything, but locked bedroom doors kept us each able to satisfy the other without fear of interruption.

However, every once in a while we can negotiate with the grandparents and get a few days for a kid free vacation. Last year we were able to swing one of those trips. I was traveling to a new city for work and Meghan was going to come with me a few days early so we could have some fun together in a new place.

Bo and Me, Chapter 2 — School (f, mast, nosex)

*Turns out the reason these kept getting automatically deleted is because I derped and put links in the OP, lol. Link to Chapter 1 is in the comments.*

# Chapter 2 — School

I reach over and turn off the alarm. Six in the morning. I have to leave the house around seven, walk over to the station and take the train to school. Class starts at seven thirty.

I used to have my alarm set to six fifteen, which gave me enough time to roll around in bed for a bit before I’d have to get up, put on clothes and go downstairs for my bathroom routine. Usually I’d still have time for a mug of hot cocoa on the couch before leaving the house. Yet more often than not, lately I’ve been getting up an extra fifteen minutes early.

His tail is still tucked between my legs. I love waking up horny.

Shere Khan is a large plush tiger that lives on the side of my bed. His tail is covered with incredibly soft fur. Sometimes when I go to sleep, I pull down my pyjama pants, lie on my side and clamp my legs around his tail as I spoon him — like last night, for instance.