So a close male friend of mine and I have both gone through recent breakups – I broke up with a girlfriend (I’m bisexual) and he broke up with his longtime girlfriend. We were out drinking the other week and he told me the reason they had broken up: they had a dead bedroom for the past year or so ( her fault, he was miserable) and it just wasn’t working out. I, being sort of a sex pest, and having just gotten out of a lesbian relationship, was craving some dick and in a moment of drunken foolishness, I leaned in close and offered to make up for the years of low or no sex he’d suffered through on his birthday. He was surprised and thought I was bullshitting him at first, but eventually I managed to convince him I was really offering and into it and we agreed to take that full Saturday to hang out at his place and have some fun.
Tag: Straight
[MF] Fun with Mel behind the shed [kissing] [groping] [oral] [fingering]
This is a true story. I changed the names of all and many details to disguise the identities of those in this story. The dialogues are to the best of my memory. It happened more than 40 years ago so I hope you will cut me some slack.
When this happened Mel was in her mid-40s; I was 28.
The sex stuff starts after the —— line.
In June of 1979 I had been dating Mira for a more than a year. We were not a couple; I was seeing a few other women from time to time. I was pretty sure Mira was also seeing another guy. (I was right, she was.) But that will probably be the subject of a post in the future.
**It’s a party**
Mira worked for a computer consulting company owned by Stu and his wife Mel. Stu and Mel loved people and had a party almost every month at their big house in a suburb of Washington D. C. Lots of people, lots of alcohol, lots of dancing at those parties. Dance partners changed frequently at these parties. I enjoyed dancing with Mira but, Lord, dancing with some of these suburban women was fun.
Fucking My Childhood Crush [M20/F21] (Oral) (Big Cock)
This is the story of how I was able to finally fuck my childhood crush.
Growing up, I had a close friend who I hung out with all the time, typically at his house. His cousin (my crush) was only a year older than us but with how our birthdays lined up, she was ahead of us in school by 2 years, so aside from us all hanging out in the summer, I never really saw her much. Even as a younger kid, I always had a crush on her, but with our social circles being so different with school, we never really explored the option of hooking up when we were in high school.
Her name was Katie, and she matured quicker than most other girls her age. By the time she was 18 and a senior in high school, she was already fully developed. Dark brown hair, on the taller side, around 5’7”. Toned, fit, beautiful ass and big but perky tits, probably a big C or smaller D cup. The best way I can describe her is she basically had Jennifer Lawrence’s body. Nice tits, great ass, and toned midsection. She was athletic, a great volleyball player and also really nice and funny, although she never quite bought into the popular crowd. She was her own person and was comfortable being so, which also really attracted me to her.
[F] 21 I gave a blow job during a job interview
After graduating college I really struggled to find work in my chosen field. I was sending off application after application but only got a few interviews, all of which ended in a no. Eventually I was offered a final interview by a great firm, and got the name of my interviewer – a senior partner.
I checked him out online, and eventually found his Insta. He was an older guy and obviously not too tech savvy as he clearly didn’t realise people could see who he was following – which in his case were mostly glamour models, OF girls and porn pages.
I know I’m attractive – I’m 5’2, brunette, tiny waist, nice ass and fairly big tits. So I thought since my job hunt was not going too well I’d use this to my advantage.
I wore a skin tight bodycon low-cut black dress with nude high heels, which showed off my ass, cleavage and legs. I did my hair, got bright red nails and my best makeup with some seductive red lipstick.
Undoing the Shy – a cuckold story
A year ago it would have seemed odd to Jay that his brother Drew wanted to come round tonight. They had only just seen each other at the weekend after all. Georgia had made mexican food and they had all sat and watched the game together with beers and delicious over stuffed burritos. Yet Drew was asking to come round on his own tonight to Jay’s place.
Jay gave his response a second and third thought, his thumb hovering over the keypad of his phone. They were getting along much better now and he didn’t want to ruin it by blowing him off with a lame excuse.
Sure. What time? I’ll be home after seven.
I’ll swing by at half eight. Make sure you’ve got some cold ones in the fridge.
Lolz. Will do. See you then.
It was a hot one on the building site today. Jay worked himself to the bone, sweating and panting as he carried lumber and other building materials up and down the scaffolding. By the time he got home, his powerful muscles were sore and his skin slightly more than tanned as he had taken his shirt off part way through the day. When he got through the door just after seven, he flopped onto the couch immediately with a cold one in hand. He knew he smelled bad but he just could not move another inch just yet. His shower would have to wait.
Lycanthropy: A Love Song
When I got the save-the-date card in the mail, I remember thinking how well an autumn wedding would complement my sister- with her long auburn hair and New England Chic sensibilities- and by the ocean, no less, where she might as well be a vision of Aphrodite emerging from the sea foam. As I studied the folded stationary more closely, I realized the tricolored artwork adorning the embossed front cover wasn’t a sunset, as I had originally thought. Rather, it depicted a moonrise over the ocean, with its ghostly light fading in the ripples of the water.
A familiar chill ran down my spine, as the smile quickly faded from my face. I turned to the hi-tech clairvoyance of my iPhone before giving myself over completely to the mounting panic. It had been years since I last had to look up the lunar calendar, but I still had it bookmarked vigilantly in my browser, as a precautionary measure, just in case. I cupped a trembling hand over my mouth when I ultimately confirmed my worst fear: My sister would be married on the harvest moon!
Revenge sex is the best sex [mf]
I [m23] had just broken up with a my girlfriend. I was cheated on and angry about the situation, she thought she could make it better and we could get past it. We were beyond the point of no return. I had been tipped off by her best friend, she felt guilty and felt I should know, I already had my suspicions. My now ex’s first actions were to go to social media to post stuff with a new guy, I opted to take the high road on social media.
A few days after the breakup, my ex’s best friend texted me just to check in. She complained about what her friend was doing and I just had a feeling she wanted something more than to see how I was doing. They had an odd friendship, seemed like they were always fighting about something but always made up eventually.
[MF] How my married office co-worker (41) and I (24) fell into a hot summer fling (very real & detailed)
****** denotes when the action starts
Before I was a bull, before I even knew what a bull was, what cuckolding or hotwifing was, back when I was naive about married women, I had a fling with a married wife (though I’m pretty sure this was her one and only time stepping out). Although I now avoid that kind of set-up, this was a pretty interesting one…
Years ago I accepted a pretty good position at a company you’ve definitely heard of that has around 11,000 employees–although in the headquarters there are less of us, maybe 300-400. We also had traveling representatives for the company who don’t work primarily at the headquarters but do have a role that requires them to spend about a week each month in our office. I’d been with the company for a month and a half when we had a four-day out-of-town conference/presentation in Chicago that about 15 of us from the office attended and about 5 of the traveling reps, none of which I’d ever met before.
DreamScape Room: Mei [overwatch][M22/F31][titjob][rule34][doggy style][librarian][glasses][hypersexual]
It’s been a couple weeks since the DreamScape room was installed in my basement. I’ve used it a couple times to experience things that I normally wouldn’t have. The peaks of Mt.Everest, flying through the grand canyon, anything I wanted to live through. Me and my mom even managed to talk to each other a bit more. She’s working on a faster than light ship in Sudan, an engine to go faster than anything currently on earth.
I was just heading home from a meeting with a pharmaceutical conglomerate’s president. He wanted me to invest in some type of medicine to treat one thing or another, I wasn’t really interested. Meetings had become something of a formal transaction of time, I got out of the house for a few hours, the exec’s got to jerk themselves off for a few hours. That wasn’t to say I never invested into anything, I had a finger in every pie I could see being a promising company. There were just too many to give every Tom Dick and Jane a few million.
[MM] I (M35) like jerking off with other guys. Here’s the story of the second guy I got off with, and how it went a little farther than I thought it would.
About a year and a half after the first time I jerked off with another dude I got the itch to do it again. I ran into some really hot porn of a guy who brought home another dude with a significantly larger dick for his girlfriend and she LOVED it. I wanted to be that guy, but I was also dating a woman who was not cool with me fucking other women and I didn’t want to breach that. Hers was the only pussy for my 7.75in intact cock, at least at that time.
So what does a guy do in that situation? Jerk off to Craigslist ads (yes, this was a while back) looking for people like me, of course! I came across ads for tons of guys that wanted a bigger cock for their wife or GF and I usually just ended up swapping a few cock pics with them and then the emails would die out once I asked to talk to her. I would have flaked had any actually been legit, but my GF didn’t have any problem with flirting so I figured at the least it could be hot.