My first kiss with Amber [MF]

A few years ago I had a friend suggest to me that I get out of my normal social circles and date people outside my league. I thought she was full of crap but I gave it a try and made some new friends outside my normal group. When I was in the fire academy, some people were idiot savants with rope – I was just an idiot. I can barely tie my shoes on a daily basis and I had a really rough time getting all my knots figured out. There are six I was required to know by state law and I had figured out maybe two of them.

That’s when Lisa offered to help me. I didn’t know this but Lisa is totally into rope. Like…..sexually. With her help I got all the state knots figured out and then some. She taught me how to tie up women and little did I know, WOMEN APPARENTLY LIKE THIS SORT OF THING! Like our mutual friend Amber. It’s been a few years since I started talking to Amber and I have been too shy to say anything other than hey and sup but recently things changed a bit. She’s always laughed at my jokes even though I didn’t think they were too funny she’s said over and over that she thinks I’m cute and I smile and think she’s being nice.

First Threesome [FMM]

Of course. I finally find a prospect for the threesome I’ve wanted for a while now and it’s one of my employees. I can’t become involved with someone when I’m their boss, yet there I was finding myself much past involved. I was never a very confident flirt, but I guess there’s always exceptions. I felt like I *needed* this. I guess maybe I did. Either way it happened and honestly I don’t regret it at all.

I remember being introduced to the new guy at work ages ago. He was “new,” as in he had worked there before me and left for a while. I was annoyed at the pointless introduction. “Hey, come meet Derek.” Ugh. I said hi and wandered off to ignore the guy. I wasn’t interested in meeting new people. As a manager maybe I should have been a bit more friendly, but it just wasn’t my thing. Eventually, Derek and I ended up being friends though. Things were pretty simple between us. We gamed online after work sometimes. He gave me rides to work when needed. It was nice to have an easy friendship for once.

[MF] The one where the cute, go-getter student rocked the kinky professor’s world

I’m a professor at a university. At 29, I’m a bit on the young side for that but I had some nice breaks in my research career. So here I am: upstanding, involved with students and constantly worried about the makeup of my future tenure committee. I’ve been teaching since I was an upperclassman in undergrad and I never would have thought of being inappropriate with a student. Until I met Lisa.

Lisa came to me in October ’15 to ask for a spot in my spring semester class because she wanted the course content on her transcripts before her graduation in May. I was immediately impressed by her go-getter attitude. Contrary to popular belief, most college students are not all that engaged with their academics. Mostly they’re doing what their parents told them to. I was also not blind to the fact that Lisa was gorgeous: just 21, 5’3″ and petite, with perky little B-cup-on-a-good-day breasts but surprisingly striking, shapely legs for someone her height. She had green-gray eyes, not emeralds at all, but still arresting. And her long brown hair was salary held up with barrettes or pushed back with a headband or ribbon. The other thing that caught my eye was that she was dressed to the nines in a purple vintage-looking A-line dress, tights and oxford pumps. If it seems like I noticed a lot about her clothes, well, that will be clear later.

How I lost my virginity to a college threesome. [MFM]

I lost my virginity my freshman year of college. It happened in the spring semester, early February, 2011. To this day, it was probably one, if not the best, college experiences I had. Not only did I lose my virginity, I lost in in a threesome with multiple rounds of raw sex. It was a Friday night and I was out looking for a house-party with my roommate Jay. We found one that was pretty legitimate, but nothing too crazy. After a few beers each we started chatting with these two girls our age that were from a dorm building across campus. We hit it off immediately, and I was surprised at myself for carrying on a carefree conversation with this cute girl Kylie. The other girl’s name was Taylor. After a while of talking, the four of us, Taylor saw some other friends and went over to them. It was just me, Jay and Kylie hitting it off, and she was getting kind of playful and flirty. Just as we were finishing off our second beers and feeling good but not drunk, cops showed up because of noise complaints.

Emily – A Depraved Slut 1 [Mf] [anal] [impreg] [reluc]

**Emily: A Depraved Slut – Part 1**

My father just passed away about a month ago, and I am still trying to get over the fact that I am along now. My father was an only parent as my mother passed away during child birth. He was also a wealthy man, and now I am going to inherit everything, I just can’t wrap my mind around it. I was his only living relative and in his will he left everything to me. I just turned 18 two months ago and now I am a multimillionaire.

I inherited the house, the money, everything. I won’t need to go to college or ever work in my life. It is a liberating feeling, but right now I am feeling a bit lost in the world. I’m not sure how to procees on my own, I had just graduated from Private school and was on summer break and didn’t know what the future held. I had not applied to any colleges yet, because my father was going to get me in at an ivy league college.

How The Inch Stole XXXmas

Every Fuck Down in Fucksville Liked XXXmas a lot…

But the Inch ,Who lived just north of Fucksville, Did NOT!

The Inch hated XXXmas! The whole XXXmas season!

Now, please don’t ask why. No one quite knows the reason.

It could be that his testicles were hung up far too high.

It could be, perhaps, that his bladder was shy.

But I think that the most likely reason of all,

May have been that his cock was two sizes too small.

But who cares why? The guy was a schmuck,

He stood there on XXXmas Eve, hating the Fucks,

Staring down from his lair with swollen, blue balls,

At the radiantly light windows below in their halls.

For he knew that every Fuck down where he gazed,

Was busy now, having their pubic hair shaved.

“And they’re trying on their nighties!” he snarled with a sneer,

“Tomorrow is XXXmas! It’s practically here!”

Then he growled, with his Inch fingers nervously drumming,

“I MUST find some way to stop All those Fuckers from cumming!”

For Tomorrow, he knew, all the lusty studs and sluts,

How I lost my virginity to a college threesome. [MFM]

I lost my virginity my freshman year of college. It happened in the spring semester, like early February, 2011. To this day, it was probably one of the best college experiences I had. Not only did I lose my virginity, I lost in in a threesome with multiple rounds of raw sex. It was a Friday night and I was out looking for a house-party with my roommate Jay. We found one that was pretty legitimate, but nothing too crazy. After a few beers each we started chatting with these two girls our age that were from a dorm building across campus. We hit it off immediately, and I was surprised at myself for carrying on a carefree conversation with this cute girl Kylie. The other girl’s name was Taylor. After a while of talking, the four of us, Taylor saw some other friends and went over to them. It was just me, Jay and Kylie hitting it off, and she was getting kind of playful and flirty. Just as we were finishing off our second beers and feeling good but not drunk, cops showed up because of noise complaints.

After the Gym Pt. 1 [mm] [bi] [gay]

Steam from the shower room always hit’s like a vapor. This late at night there’s rarely anyone at the gym so I don’t feel too awkward staying in and showering. The alternative is to freeze my ass off at a bus stop at -20 degrees Celsius only too stew in my own sweat on the 30 minutes bus ride home.

 

Had it been a busier night, like on the weekend, I’d have taken the journey. During the week however, to many people working square in the morning usually leave the gym by 10, and those left are those of us working afternoons or not working at all. I was the latter, hopping from casual position to casual position and trying desperately to ward off boredom by filling my off time with anything. These things included gaming, jerking off constantly, and going to the gym.

 

Now, I’m hardly what you’d call a ‘gym rat.’ My whole life I’ve been blessed with a fast metabolism and a low competitive drive, so I’d never really been one for self improvement. Standing at 6’4″ as an adult, I was fairly slim but didn’t have a lot of muscle to me. After my last break up and seeing the guy my ex girlfriend had ended up with, I decided I needed to do something to boost my self-image and confidence. Filling out my figure ought to be the thing, I thought.

Playing with a box of toys [FM]

As I mentioned in my last post, Christmas was proving to be a frustrating time for me, with no time to myself compounded with looking in on my sister having a great time which only left me more irritable and horny and looking for a release. No surprise then that I found myself spending a bunch of time browsing Craigslist in the hope that something interesting might emerge to pique my interest… and eventually found something local that very much did that.

So, the following afternoon I headed out to the house “to see a friend” (telling said friend that she was a cover story, and where I was really going), borrowed one of the family cars and headed off onto the motorway. Not too much further down the road, I pulled off – not at a junction, but into a service area with a hotel attached to it. The car park was a nightmare – packed to the rafters – but I managed to find a space after a stressful few minutes and parked up. Pulling out my phone, I sent a text message, and after a brief wait got a room number in response. Sending a message to my friend to let her know I’d arrived, I hopped out of the car, headed into the hotel and into the lift to the second floor. After nearly heading the wrong way down the corridor I got my bearings, arrived at the door and knocked hesitantly on it. Initially there was no response, but as I was about to knock louder the door swung open and a face I recognised met my gaze. He was in his early-40s, balding and tall, with a somewhat stern gaze which cracked with a smile as he saw me.

The IT Guy Who Services Pussy [mF][pros.][oral]

I pulled up in front of the modest two story stucco home in an arid suburb south of Scottsdale’s city core and rechecked the given address before putting the car in park. Dressed inconspicuously in my Geek Squad type uniform of a navy blue polo shirt, khakis, and topsiders, and with my IT service bag in hand, I stepped out of my car into the blazing Arizona heat. I walked up a meandering pathway through a rock and cactus garden to the front door and rang the doorbell. I’ve never met Mrs. Pelley. Lord, I hope she’s fuckable.

The lock snapped open and a woman of average height who looked to be in her early 40’s opened the door. She had caramel brown hair with honey blonde highlights that framed her heart shaped face. Sultry green eyes, a pouty lower lip, dressed in a white tank top, pink sweat pants and bejeweled flip flops; yeah she was fuckable. She was curvy but toned with big boobs and a Botoxed face. Most of my clients have the same attributes as though having a Botox is a requirement to be a member of the same country club as their friend and my pimp, Suzanne Murphy.