“Perky”
That’s the nickname I had growing up. I am absolutely in love with that nickname now, but as a teen it gave me utter anxiety when I heard that name being said around the halls at school. Knowing what I know now, I am realizing that the only reason that most of the boys tormented me is because they knew I would NEVER let them hit. But back then, it’s all that I ever complained about to my friends.
One day after school my entire life changed. It was senior year and my best friend Cate and I were getting ready for my 18th birthday dinner.
“Ugh, I love this dress but I can’t wear a bra with it or else my straps will show” I uttered aloud.
“Bitch, don’t wear a bra! You don’t even have to. I wish my tits sat up like yours. Mine are giant and the boys love them, but I’d kill to have your perky tits. Such a great size and no back problems. AND you don’t have to wear a bra like I do. So shut the fuck up” nagged Cate.
Cate was my best friend in the entire world, but damn did she know how to get on my nerves. How could she be so dumb.. And slutty! I didn’t want everyone to look at my very high set boobs bouncing around as I laughed or as I ran to go greet my friends. Her on the other hand.. She loved the attention her big breasts got her.
“Cate, you’re such a slut. I know you like it when the boys go gaga over your gigantic titties! They are freaking beautiful and perfect don’t get me wrong, but I am just more shy than you, ok?!”
“Awww… Perks.. You really think my monster tits are gorgeous?! I feel the same about yours” Cate whimpered as a small tear came to her eye.
The gold tequila I stole from my dad’s bar mixed with pineapple juice made fresh by my mom was giving me and Cate a buzz! Gold tequila either makes you cry or horny… sometimes both. In this case both. I looked at Cate. First I looked her in the eyes and then my eyes couldn’t help but to wander downwards towards her boobs. They were so big and juicy! Her caramel skin was just glistening over those mounds. I had a craving I had never had before.
“Perks… why are you staring at my titties like a horny boy right now?! And most importantly why is it turning me on???” Cate said in a very sexy and breathy voice.
“I don’t know, maybe it’s the tequila but I really want to see those tits right now” I said shyly as my eyes quickly looked away in embarrassment.
Cate slowly walked over to me without a word. I am sitting doing my makeup and she stands behind me in the mirror. She slowly raises her shirt and peels it off. Now she’s just in her bra. Her bra wasn’t that sexy because she needed something strong to hold up those massive jugs. Unfortunately, lacey dainty bras can only be worn by girls like me but that’s no matter. We lock eyes through the mirror. I still want to see more and I can tell she desperately wants to show me.
“Take it off” I commanded as I chugged the last of my drink.
Cate spins my chair around so that I am facing her. I am eye level with those giant tits. She reaches around the back and unlatches her heavy duty boulder holder and my mouth began to water. I stare at them, then look at her and then look at those titties again and I start to feel my girlhood tremble.
“You like my monster tits, perks?” Cate asked.
“Yes.. I-I-I love them… Can I touch them?” I stuttered.
“Sure..But you should know that my nipples are very sensitive so I may get turned on” Cate teased.
Tag: Straight
Bisex First for me [MMF]
I had seen these two around town before, two good looking guys, and I had flirted with them before, but nothing serious. Today it got serious.
I was hanging outside a coffee shop doing some work in the nice sunshine. These two walked by and I locked eyes with the taller one. I can usually draw guys in if I can lock eyes. I said hello as they got close enough and of course they stopped.
We chit chatted for a few moments, Tom the shorter one, went in and got us a round of coffee. We talked about the area, where they lived, roommates about 4 blocks from here. I shared my travels and finally Mike asked if I would like to see their house. Of course. It was usually harder for me to get guys to ask me something like that, I usually have to imply way to hard to get them to understand.
[FM] Watching myself get fucked in the ass
*I usually post my “sex diary” stuff at a different sub, but a certain person suggested I try this one. So here’s a recent post that I made; hope someone enjoys* ?
*(And a little disclaimer: I use pseudonyms for the people I write about.)*
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Nothing too crazy; just a fun experience that I had with my boyfriend recently.
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Mariano and I are lying in bed together, cuddling and goofing off as some show plays on the TV to the left of us. He’s in full-on lazy mode: he’s wearing the same clothes that he went to work in, but his belt has been unbuckled, his pants unzipped, and his shirt untucked. Not that I’m in any position to judge: my hair is a mess and the only thing I’m wearing is an oversize band shirt that I stole from his dresser.
The bottom of his button-down shirt has spread open and I can see that sexy trail of hair leading from his bellybutton to the band of his underwear. I trace it with my fingers and tell him how much I like it. With a straight face, he says “I like yours too” and traces an imaginary beard across my jaw. “Jerk!” I hit him softly; “I don’t have a beard!”
Fucking our AirBnB renter [FMM]
Hi Y’all,
We recently converted our basement into a single bedroom apartment so we could rent it on AirBnB. We figure there are a lot of people PCS’ing in and out of JBLM or visiting for TDY that it might make some much needed money for us. It’s a nice space as it has it’s own small kitchen, a living area and a bedroom. It also has a separate entrance. The only thing it shares with the rest of the house is the laundry room. I made it look very nicely decorated so it would appeal to a single guy or girl or a very small family. My husband and I worked hard all last weekend to make it ready.
We had no problem finding our first guest who it turned out to be a guy my husband worked with and was transferring out of JBLM and back to Charleston, SC. It was yesterday and I was just finishing up picking up the kids after driving for Uber all day. As I was finishing my husband Erick called me and asked if it was ok to ask our AirBnB renter Dave up for dinner.
[F][STR] shy guy licks my pussy a second time
this is a true story. see [this post](https://www.reddit.com/r/nooneisnotaword/comments/7h58ku/archive/) for background (“shy guy series”). PMs welcome.
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SG texts me as I’m about to pull out of the parking lot at work on Friday. I haven’t planned to go out, but I haven’t any other plans, either. I tell him to expect me in a couple of hours, and then run a few errands before going home for a shower. While letting my hair dry, I experiment with positions for a photo I want to post later.
I pick a floor-length dress that’s little too small in the top. No bra, no panties. High-heeled Timberland boots in black, my favorites. My long coat keeps me decent until I get there.
I buzz in at his condo. He responds much faster this time than he did the first; I imagine he’s having fewer second thoughts, having been between my legs before.
He lets me into the apartment in the same way he did the first, hidden behind the door at first until I step inside. We say hello and I sit to unlace my boots. Before I’m finished, he goes into the bedroom and sits on the bed, watching me and waiting for me to join him. It’s not presumptuous, given our arrangement, but it still gives me a thrill because it’s such a stark reminder that this is all I’m here for.
[MF] shy guy licks my pussy a second time
see [this post](https://www.reddit.com/r/nooneisnotaword/comments/7h58ku/archive/) for background (“shy guy series”). PMs welcome, quick response not guaranteed.
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SG texts me as I’m about to pull out of the parking lot at work on Friday. I haven’t planned to go out, but I haven’t any other plans, either. I tell him to expect me in a couple of hours, and then run a few errands before going home for a shower. While letting my hair dry, I experiment with positions for a photo I want to post later.
I pick a floor-length dress that’s little too small in the top. No bra, no panties. High-heeled Timberland boots in black, my favorites. My long coat keeps me decent until I get there.
I buzz in at his condo. He responds much faster this time than he did the first; I imagine he’s having fewer second thoughts, having been between my legs before.
He lets me into the apartment in the same way he did the first, hidden behind the door at first until I step inside. We say hello and I sit to unlace my boots. Before I’m finished, he goes into the bedroom and sits on the bed, watching me and waiting for me to join him. It’s not presumptuous, given our arrangement, but it still gives me a thrill because it’s such a stark reminder that this is all I’m here for.
A birthday party should include group sex [m][f][m][group]
You may recall our friend Zena from “[Hosting our first sex party](https://medium.com/@testing78378_Seattle255/hosting-our-first-sex-party-9b6816e7c80);” she was recently perusing our Tumblr and texted, “I WANT MY BOOBS ON YOUR TUMBLR WTF I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS.” Totally fair and we have been negligent. Consider that tragic situation rectified. Eventually I also posted her ass, post-flogging, and said flogging happened at last night’s party.
Another fun moment from that party: James and I sandwiched this girl and started kissing both sides of her neck. Girls LOVE this and soon our hands followed our tongues to her body. She closed her eyes and rolled with the pleasure. We had lots of foreplay, kissing, and so forth, and then I slowly, slowly, slowly unzipped her dress. Before actually slipping it off, James and I slipped our hands in and began touching her nipples and ass. She loved it and kept grinding against me.
May Grows Up pt. 6 [MF, mF, Fm, mf, inc, oral]
Sarah didn’t miss the guilty looks on their faces or the clear outline of his dick in his pants, knowing full well that they had been up to something, but not sure as to just how far up to it they’d been. Sally was also aware,
but didn’t know how far they had gone either as Dan too noticed the bulging in his son’s trunks and was sure that something had been going on, assuming that Jack had probably screwed his cousin or had been about to, but wasn’t sure.
Sarah went to the kitchen and fixed a snack for them, then told them that it was time to hit the sack.
“Oh, boy, I guess I’ll have to change in that tiny little bathroom again,” Jack moaned.
“I don’t suppose there’s any reason to do that,” Sarah laughed. “I’m sure May is comfortable enough with us now not to be too embarrassed at a little skin.”
[MF] [BDSM] Right time, right parking place
It was definitely luck.
Looking back over the chat, I wasn’t really on my game. I asked polite questions, or at least polite for the world I lurk in. Questions about harnesses and tying up wrists and the last time she got laid.
Casual sex-positive conversation.
And then Monday night, it wasn’t even her that set me off.
It was a young woman in a bar, drunk, and working her inner slut. Daisy Duke shorts and a low-cut top, clinging to the edge of the bar and dipping her ass down to the ground, making every cock in the bar throb.
Her every motion was of a woman that needed to be fucked, and she knew she was going to be.
It was intoxicating to watch, even after her boyfriend showed up. Her hands constantly flowed over his ass and crotch. My friend and I kept waiting for her to drag him to a bathroom or outside, or in a drunken horny haze to just pull that cock out in front of us.
Special Screening
I rushed past the concession stand. Theater 6. That was where the movie was playing. Seat H10. This was a special screening of a horror movie I hadn’t heard of before. But having nothing better to do (and being a huge geek) I made a blind buy. Technically I had a good 15 minutes before the movie started, but I also liked to watch the trailers of upcoming films so I liked to be early. As I opened the door I start to worry if the room is packed. My seats were only held until the showtime (which was 5 minutes ago) and after that it would be free rain. I rushed to the front and looked back to see…no one. The whole place was empty. Not knowing whether I should be glad or mad, I made my way to my assigned seat. It was all in the was in the back. A few rows away from being under the projector room. A perfect seat.