Breaking all of the rules [MF] – [long, virginity]

Hey all, thanks so much for reading this story; this is my first time writing. This all happened a few years ago, and I’ve tweaked some of the details for anonymity.

Sex at the ***

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It started at the tournament. A nerd tournament that is – a debating tournament for high schoolers. I’d been involved in debating throughout University, and this year; nearing the end of my law degree, would be the last one I helped out at. Since I’d started Uni I’d been volunteering to help run these tournaments. Adjudicating the debate, booking the venues, and getting the awards sorted. And up till now I’d always been in a relationship. In my first year I’d been flirted with at the tournament by a senior student, but I’d done my best to diffuse the situation. But now, it was my final year, and I was single. I wasn’t seeking out to break the rules. But I wasn’t watching myself either.

Of course, it went against basically every rule in the book to become involved with the students. People had been kicked out in the past for such an offence, and I certainly wasn’t looking to tarnish my reputation. Plus, the half your age plus seven rule and all that.

After Class [mf]

Hello there! This is my first submission: I’ve been told by friends I have a knack for writing erotica, but I’d like the internet’s greater opinion. Here’s a piece I wrote a few months ago. I’ve deliberately decided to write my smut in a first person perspective, as I believe it makes the scene more “intimate” for the reader. I welcome all your feedback, both positive and constructive criticism!

The grade on your test has a big, red F emblazoned on the front, large enough that even your classmates sitting next to you can notice. Underneath, in unnecessarily bold text are the words “SEE ME AFTER CLASS.” The bright red marker is almost like a brand, somehow making you feel like you stick out. You can see other student’s papers, and none of them seem to have such loud red markings.

As the last student leaves, you’re left with your desk in the middle of the room, and at the front I sit, looking down at you from my larger desk. You can feel my stare pierce through you, as though I’m seeing straight into your most personal thoughts and desires.

Marcus with the big dick [MM]

So I’m bi.

I wasn’t always bi. In fact, for most of my life, I considered myself totally straight. In fact, I still consider myself MOSTLY straight. But in my early 20’s, beginning with an unusual attraction toward a good male friend of mine, and culminating in this story, I’ve gradually pushed the boundaries of my sexuality, so that today I’d say I’m equally attracted to attractive men and women, although I find far fewer men attractive than I do women.

I had had two lackluster experiences with Grindr guys before. We didn’t match personality-wise at all. But I was browsing again, bored and horny; and I get a message from this guy named Marcus.

“What’s up man? You’re cute ;)” he says.

I flirt back, and we exchange pictures. I like what I see – nice abs, smooth coffee-colored skin, a really cute firm butt (I don’t know what it is about cute butts but they’re maybe my favorite feature on both sexes). And an above-average-sized penis. It made my mouth water.

[FM] My weekend as a Buckle Bunny. Pt. 2

Small towns. If idle hands are the devil’s playground, then a town with a significant number of latchkey kids who are home alone all summer and country kids who have a lot of free time between morning and afternoon chores must be his version of Disneyland. With decent internet speeds only in the town proper, and slow or no service in the countryside, kids keep themselves busy with activities ranging from wholesome to debaucherous. Many in the same day. Kids start exploring the town and each other early, at least in my hometown, both as a way to experience a thrill and relieve the boredom.

So, what I did with Keith the cowboy in the bathroom wasn’t necessarily out of character for me, but it was enough that I’d shocked myself. My best friend/co-worker/partner in crime Madi thought it was hilarious and agreed to tag along with me in hopes she could rope a cowboy of her own. The rest of our shift went quickly and as soon as the clock hit 7pm we were out of there.

[FM] Third date with the Tinder guy.

I’ve had plenty of fun Tinder escapades, from the girl who I gave her first orgasm to, to my first threesome, and lots of fun wild nights bar hopping with different cute guys, but this past weekend was by far my favorite Tinder experience I’ve ever had!

First, a bit about me… This is me: http://imgur.com/a/64zjO and so is this: http://imgur.com/a/CPs6h sorry I really don’t understand formatting. I have short-medium dark curly hair, super green eyes, and I’m tan with some random stupid tattoos. 21, 5’8″, 32D, 120 lbs.

I’ve been living in the city now for a couple of months. I’ve given Tinder a chance and met up with 5 or so guys since moving here, of which I slept with 2 and was pretty unfulfilled, unfortunately. I have a really hard time coming and of all my partners, only 2 had sent me over the edge and it’s been about a year since anyone got me there. So I’m a little thirsty. I was browsing Tinder on my iPad at school, when I saw that this guy L had super liked me. Whenever I get super likes it always grabs my attention, so I browsed through his pics and saw he was an awesome photographer. I dig it. He’s also fine as hell. So I swipe right back and shoot him my phone number, soon forgetting about the interaction.

“The Camping Trip” [MF]

*Requested by u/komodo_ravager on my [prompt post](https://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/6qmppy/meta_pick_a_girl_give_me_a_prompt/) .*

Erik looked over at Tim as they waited at the bar for their next round. “I don’t know man. Sounds kinda weird being in a club.”

“There’s nothing weird about it!” Tim retorted.

Tim had been one of Erik’s best friends since high school and Erik was glad he had agreed to meet that night. Erik was fresh off a mean fight with his ex and had needed someone to bitch to. Tim had always been good at at least appearing to be outraged on the behalf of his friends. Plus, they always had a good time. Lately however, whenever they met up Tim would bring up the men’s club he belonged to.

“Look, it’s basically just shooting the shit and drinking some beer.” Tim continued.

Their own beers arrived. Erik grabbed his and took a gulp. “That’s it?”

Tim shrugged. “We do other shit, go on trips and stuff. But we still usually get drunk.” He chuckled.

“Trips?” Erik asked.

“Usually nothing big, like this weekend we’re going camping.” Tim took a swig of his beer. “You should come.”

[MF] Blast from the past, cumslut opens her mouth to me Part 2

This is part two of a wild Saturday I had with a legit cumslut nympho. Part One can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6q6sh8/mf_blast_from_the_last_cumslut_opens_her_mouth_to/)

 

So after Sarah released my cock from her mouth and asked me if I liked that I’ll be honest and say it got a little awkward…. I knew what just happened was bad, and to top it off I am not Mr. Porn Star Sex-Stud. I have a “solid” cock as Sarah would say, not massive but not small, and my sex drive is normal. The only thing I have going for me, if anything, is the size of my cumshots. I usually have big cum loads that are thick/gooey/white and not watery/runny/clear. Some girls have found it a little too much/gross, and some have loved that about me (Sarah).

 

The moment afterwards was awkward mostly because I was at a loss for words. I have never witnessed a girl behave like that to me, her almost drunk like stare/gaze was a little unnerving. Her determination and aggression threw me off a bit as well. I lost all game haha. It’s one thing to sext dirty and aggressive messages, it’s a whole other ballgame acting that way in person!

TailOfGirls[MF]: #1 How I lost my virginity to a random girl at a party

Disclaimer: I am a 26 years old guy living in Europe and I keep a list of every girl I had every had sexual interaction with and I’ will share with you all of them in the next couple of weeks (~20). I call everything sexual interaction when either a cock or a pussy is touched – so dancing on the floor and kissing is no, but fingering in the woods is yes. This means that the stories will be different, from fucking each others brain out to just starting rubbing my dick under the blanket. Everything I wrote is 100% true. If you like the stories I’ll try to share the rest of them too – let me know if you guys liked them.

An affair to remember…asians are the best drug! [MF]

Back story

“I’m back, just flew into town, don’t want to text Matt for weed because his new girl will get pissy, will you do it for me”

That’s how it all started…. again. Val and I had a history and it wasn’t a pretty one. It was made up of cheating, lying, drugs, alcohol, and a few sex romps. And with that one text I could tell history was about to repeat but I was helpless/willing.

God didn’t make many like her. And they don’t last long which makes them even more scarce. I would deacon her as bohemian personality with a hippy streak. She was a sexy and delicate Korean girl and yet she could party just as hard as any man and wasn’t afraid to get dirty. She had dark hair and brown, seductive Asian eyes. She was a tiny thing maybe 5 feet tall, light brown skin, and under 100lbs. Val was fire and she always burned hot.

For reference I’m 6′ 180 lbs I have always lifted weights and ran so I was and am pretty muscular. I also have dark brown hair and hazel/blue eyes.

Friends For Fun [mf] [oral]

You’ve thought I was cute since you met me, and I’ve felt the same way about you. From the night of that party, you’re the only girl I could think about.

After giving it a lot of thought, I decide to text you again. It’s been a couple days since we last texted. “Hey cutie” pops up on your phone and you can’t help but smile when you realize it’s from me. You respond with “hi” followed shortly after with a “how are you?”

We text back and forth for a while, and it seems extra flirty to me. Soon, I ask you if you’ve ever been turned on just from reading something. It’s pretty forward coming from me, but you like the boldness. I follow that text with another, offering up a bet. “I bet that I can turn you on with one message”.

We agree on terms for the bet: the loser has to tell the winner the craziest thing they’ve done during sex. I decide that to build the anticipation, I will make you wait a few extra minutes before sending my message. After 18 minutes, I finally send you the very first story that I ever wrote.