This is my first attempt at writing down some of my experiences two years ago while I was a British student studying abroad in the US. While I was there, I started a passionate affair with a gorgeous American girl called Natasha. I say affair because, unfortunately, it involved her cheating on her long-distance Spanish boyfriend, whom I never met. I also had a girlfriend when I first met Natasha, but I decided to end the relationship before things got physical with Natasha as I didn’t want to cheat. I feel bad that Natasha didn’t do this – but I didn’t question her decisions, and I think her boyfriend had cheated on her before (not that this makes it any better, of course). Still, our affair was probably the hottest sexual experience I’ve ever had, so I hope you’ll enjoy reading about it. What made it particularly exciting was that it suddenly escalated from a very close friendship to an extremely sexual relationship.
Tag: Porn
[MF] Fun with the bartender…
A bit of an introduction first. I am a 27/M, 5’11”, 180 lbs. I have short, dark hair, and an athletic physique. Years of playing baseball got me into the habit of working out regularly, and I have done my best to keep up with that. I am not in the shape I was in college, but working on getting back there. My line of work requires me to travel for about two weeks every month, on average. Normally I am accompanied by anywhere from 2-5 co-workers per trip, and together we handle marketing and public relations for various special events. It is the perfect job for a single man like myself. I get to be home for a while, but also get to go to new places, meet new people, and rack up frequent flyer miles and hotel points.
This past October was a particularly busy month. In a three-week span, I was in six different states. I was sick of airplanes and hotels by the end of the month, which anyone in sales or a similar travel-heavy field can relate to. But I get paid nicely, so I can’t complain.
[MF] Technical support call
So I’ve made a few attempts at this story, and as one person put it, I need to be aware of where I’m posting this and get to the point where I ended up getting fucked in the arse so hard I could barely walk after, as quickly as possible without any superfluous detail.
I’ve been struggling to describe this incident in a coherent way, so here’s my second attempt, I’m still trying to decide what’s relevant and what’s not. So let me know.
Early on in my career I was working for a small firm that had a particular piece of equipment that was causing issues. It was a very niche item. It was old and had been modified extensively in its career, and whatever condition it had been when it was initially manufactured it wasn’t in that state now.
For a period of several months this piece of equipment had been causing ever escalating problems, and the company hierarchy was spending more and more time, in either getting a maintenance schedule put in place for it or finding a replacement. This had mixed results.
Tomorrow [Mf] [denial]
“Fucking no! Jesus, Nancy. How many times? That’s just … gross”.
Her eyes well up, “Gross, huh? Well how do you think I like it?”
“Oh come on, that’s not what I mean.”
She looks away, hot tears of frustration frosting her eyelashes. “You’re such an asshole, Ryan. Such a god damned asshole.”
I lose it, just completely lose my cool and I start shouting at her “Oh yeah? Well how many of your other friends are here every day to help you out and try to cheer you up, huh? And just because I don’t want to … do that with you, I’m the asshole here? What about you? Always taking taking taking, and never giving anything back, and when you don’t get what you want, then you’re *such* a bitch.”
Her eyes are wide open now, and I think maybe I’ve gone too far, but I’m in no mood for apologies so I storm out of her room and run down the stairs and out of the front door.
[MF] Technical support
I’ve been struggling to describe this incident in a coherent way, so here’s my first attempt, I’m still trying to decide what’s relevant and what’s not.
Early on in my career I was working for a small firm that had a particular piece of equipment that was causing issues. It was a very niche item. It was old and had been modified extensively in its career, and whatever condition it had been when it was initially manufactured it wasn’t in that state now.
For a period of several months this piece of equipment had been causing ever escalating problems, and the company hierarchy was spending more and more time, in either getting a maintenance schedule put in place for it or finding a replacement. This had mixed results.
I’d been at the company for a while, I actually had another job lined up for the medium to long term but I needed to build experiences in certain areas, and the company wasn’t being as accommodating as I hoped.
[M] Met a woman who cured my ED!
Don’t know if this is the right place, but I just wanted to went this out because this has been my personal demon for quite some time. But, I’m just so happy right now!!!!
I’m 23. During my late teens (15-20) I was very into sports and had little free time for girls. Thus I masturbating. And boy did I do it a lot. This of course, led me to deathgrip and porn induced ED. While I did cure my grip, I was unable to clear out my ED. Fought my personal demon for over a year with several partners.
Tried to work around by using Viagra, Cialis and learning how to be a good “eater”. And while it worked – it didn’t cure my problem. Although I’m glad I learned how to do cunnilingus, women just freaking melt when you do it properly.
The relationships were affected sadly. Worst part it wasn’t even about me – it was girls that took the blame. Do you know how hurtful it is to see someone blaming themselves for something they are not responsible for? No matter how well you try to explain that it’s not their fault – it. just. does. not. work!
Getting Over You By Getting Under Someone Else [m/f, SM, light fantasy]
**Unforgettable**
There are some things in life you will never forget.
For as long as you live, the black of Her eyes will color everything you see. Her voice, Her laugh, will echo in your quiet moments, a sound your ears will always strain to hear in a crowd. And Her touch.
Her touch.
How could anything compete with something you still can’t quite understand? How could the grip of Her hands, so tight and unforgiving on your wrists, on your ankles, on your throat, on your heart, feel both possessive and freeing at the same time? How could the bite of teeth, the lick of tongue, and the suck of Her mouth devour whole, while feeding something deep within? How could the dig of Her nails feel like they were tearing into skin to get to soul?
That’s not something easily left behind.
But, if the last year and a half have taught you anything, you must learn how or you will never move forward.
So answer the ad.
Tell yourself it’s just a joke—a fake, a dare—if you have to. Just do it.
All night long [MF]
Emily was a dirty whore.
And I don’t mean that in the “I was drunk, and she left me at the bar” kind of dirty whore. Nor in the “Oh you like that, you slut, you dirty whore” kind of dirty whore. I mean she turned tricks for money, and she wasn’t the kind of person one would call clean. A dirty whore. Literally.
But she happened to be one of the few people I’ve ever met whose libido matched mine.
This story starts late on a Wednesday night. I was bored, horny and at home. And being that it was nearing midnight, things were winding down for me so I could get some sleep before the next day. I was wasting time on my computer, surfing around, and looking at porn when I got an email.
EvilOrchid has sent you a message
I had sent her a message on a random dating site a few hours earlier. She looked really cute from her pictures. Spikey black hair cut short, cool tattoos and piercings, and a devilish grin. She liked my message/profile, and was wondering what I was up to. Obviously, I thought this girl was cute, but it was late, and was I really interested in having a first date with her? Of course I was.
River floating and a MILF-ish [mF] [public] [premature] [long]
This happened back in my early years of college when I went on a good ol’ float trip with a group of friends from school. In Texas (at least) when people ask you to go floating or tubing with them it always means getting your innertube ready and buying/drinking as much alcohol as humanly possible. Tubing is the best place to soak up the hot Texas summer sun as you lay back, drink and embark on a 3-4 hour float with your best friends and good music. Most of the time it’s usually one or two hours of drinking heavenly and one to two hours of being shit face plastered and trying not to drown.
On this trip it was 10-12 of us. Chase was there and at the time him and I were just becoming great friends so we still kept our cool around each other. Mostly trying to impress/not make living together as roommates a nightmare.
Can You Make Me High? [M/F] [Fsolo] [BDSM]
“I still want to know how our normal movie night turned into a ‘let’s watch porn on your laptop’ night?”
“You’re the one who couldn’t decide what movie to watch. And now here we are, in bed on a Tuesday night with popcorn, beer and my laptop loading porn in the background. Seems logical to me.” I stated as I set the big bowl of buttery popcorn on the bed, taking a piece and popping in my mouth, chewing it happily as I shrugged my shoulders at his question.
“It amazes me everyday that I’m dating someone like you.”
“Why? Because I’m a girl and I watch porn?”
“No, because I’m dating a girl who finds it perfectly normal to get into bed with her boyfriend and watch porn like they’re binging Netflix.”
“We could go in the living room and watch.”
“Clearly not the point.”
“Oh come on,” I scoffed, climbing up onto the king size bed and curling up into him. “You know you love it. Every guy secretly dreams of a girl that’s either okay with or indulges their ability to watch porn. Be excited you have a girlfriend that does exactly that.”