First night at college ended with two cocks[M] in my[T(MtF)] mouth [Group]

Back in early college I was quite a party girl. Even though I started feeling and behaving like a girl early on in life, I was for the most part a closet gay crossdresser until high school. Being a short and super thin Asian boy with soft skin helped me pass off without the aid of hormones so I was relatively confident in my looks unlike most trans-girls that age. When I turned 15 I began transitioning but even before then I was always mistaken for a girl.

College was a fresh start and I totally embraced it! I could be me, the real me for the first time in my life and as such I was so ready to let myself experience men and the attraction I had for them that was always suppressed due to the fact that everyone in my small town knew I was not a cis girl. While I had dated guys in high school, we always had to keep it relatively secretive because well, it was high school in the late 2000’s and kids were jerks!

[22F]un at at work with [28M]y Co-worker. *Long* [Teasing/Build-up/Exhibitionism]

*Disclaimer: This is my first attempt at documenting a sexual exploit and I happen to be doing it on mobile, so please forgive any formatting errors or typos. This turned out a lot longer than I thought so I’m gonna break it up. This is basically all build up, but I’ve found anticipation is quite exciting and remembering the encounter has definitely a turn on so I’ll be posting the sex part in a little bit.*

This story takes place about a year ago; I’d recently gone through some serious life changes and had decided to move back home from the West coast to the South where I’m originally from.. while it was good for my mental state of being to be back home close to family and friends the whole ‘moving back in with the parents to get on my feet’ situation definitely didn’t endear itself to casual sex.. which basically led to me accepting the fact that masturbation was going to be the name of the game for a while.

The time my best [f]riend and roommate jumped [m]e, and never spoke of it again

Growing up in high school, Nora and I were part of the same group of friends. We were never interested in each other but were always confidants to each other for relationship advice. We shared a lot of great memories and we both were literature and movie geeks. Many a lazy afternoon passed in the high school years with the two of us watching some obscure film that one of us (usually her) dug up, waiting to dissect it afterwards. Each of us went to different colleges in the same state, and we saw each other a few times per year. Usually this was in the context of getting back together with our friends from high school, but a couple of times she came to my college apartment (a couple hours away) with some indie movie, for old times sake.

She was a journalism major and after college she got a job writing for the newspaper in a major city. I got accepted to a PhD program in that city and we decided to share an apartment to split costs. We explicitly discussed that this would work out because neither of us was attracted to the other, and we had always been such great platonic friends. She was definitely extremely attractive, just not my type. Nora is short (probably 5′ 2″), Asian, small breasts, loooong black hair down to her ass. That ass though! The definition of the bubble butt. Usually accentuated by the yoga pants she always wore when she was hanging around the house.

[M]y [F]riend Holly in the Hot Tub

As promised, this is the story of how my friend Holly became my one night stand Holly. She then became my FWB Holly, but those are other tales. In my previous story, I noted that Holly was my ex’s younger sister. Five years younger than my ex, and 7 years younger than me. I became something of a mentor to her – got her a job, helped her apply for college, etc. And she had also grown into a really beautiful young woman. Holly was thin and waify with few curves, prominent hip bones, and boobs a little bigger than you’d expect on a frame like that. A brunette with long straight hair and huge blue eyes; I’ve always been a big fan of that combination.

I’d visit Holly when I was back in town to see my parents. Or, she’d visit me at my parents house, which had a really sweet hot tub. I didn’t know then just how far a hot tub goes to setting the scene with a girl. It’s actually crazy.

How I lost my virginity [M/F]

This is an old story and my memory isn’t great but I think I got the story, for the most part.

The summer before my freshman year of high school my father had invested in his dreams and went into business for himself by buying a restaurant. The building was an apartment on top and the restaurant was below. It was beat to shit by the people who had it before hand (top and bottom) so there was a lot of work to be done. With me being helpful and my father never being shy with exploring child labor out of me, we got started.

It is important to note that my parents separated well before this and my father and I were together while my two older sisters and mother lived in Ohio. Over the summer, one sister, Danielle, had a falling out with my mother and was spending a few weeks with my father and me in our shitty upstairs apartment. My other sister, Ariana, drove her to New York to my father’s apartment.

My [28/M] wife [28/F] and I’s first threesome, with a beautiful girl [25/F] in Hawaii. Long but great read we promise.

So I’m not sure if people will enjoy this story or not, but it’s 100% true and is the hottest sexual experience of mine or my wife’s lives. I’m no big erotica writer but made it all the way through high school and college English so I’ll give it my best shot. Bear with me and enjoy…I promise it’ll pay off if you keep reading. (To skip to the good stuff ctrl+F to “Sabria”)

My wife Jess and I have been together on and off since college. I think we played it smart. We met at 19, fell in love hard and fast, but took things slow. We partied a lot in college, did our own thing when we felt like it, and didn’t put a lot of rules on each other.

We had the usual bumps in the road, including a few “breaks” that lasted a few months in duration and allowed us both to sow our wild oats and kind of “explore” other people.

But I always knew she was “the one.” And vice versa. We finally got engaged last year and married this April. We went on a nice 10 day trip to Hawaii for our honeymoon and had a fucking blast. We always have a blast with each other…it’s always been that way.

Romantic dinner suddenly turned into rough sex [F/M]

How we met:

I met Jay at a coffee place / bar while I was out drinking with some friends. I’m not exactly sure how, but he somehow became part of our group that was hanging out even though he didn’t know anyone initially. He was friendly, cheerful, charismatic and confident (or drunk) enough to talk to strangers. We connect over some common interests and he buys me some drinks. I find out that he is a college student and only 21. At 25, I kind of set 22 as my lower limit age-wise for guys, so it made me less interested in him. I know “age is just a number blah blah blah” but I just didn’t want to deal with inexperience and immaturity. I actually straight up told him he’s out of my “range” in a humorous tone and he responded in a serious manner that he’ll be turning 22 soon. I find it funny and we continue to chat and drink. As we get more drunk, we somehow ended up talking about sex. The topic of slapping comes up. I tell him that I sometimes like getting slapped across the face and choked a little bit. And that I really, really enjoy getting spanked. Now the whole dynamic between us changes. I now sense that he has become extremely interested in
pursuing me. It was like it went from lighthearted chatting to getting zeroed in on. I felt like a target the way he was looking at me. I was wearing a tight fitting, somewhat short dress and heels. I felt his eyes on my chest, legs, everywhere. He was also making lustful comments. For example, that I looked so hot and slutty in that dress and that the glasses I wore make it even sluttier. While I would be a bit embarrassed to admit it to other people, the way he was looking at me and his comments made me super horny. Eventually, my friends were leaving and I followed them. He found me outside and got my number, making sure to squeeze my ass before he left. He also touched my underwear, right where my wet pussy is, as he was doing that.

A very unexpected drunken time with a housemate (F/M)

I’ve actually been really unsure as to whether to recount this story from last weekend – on reflection I feel really, REALLY guilty about it. But, at the same time, it was a surprising and weird but erotic encounter, so I don’t want to shy away from it. So, here goes!

I share a house with three other students, one other girl and a male gay couple who have been my friends for about eight years now. Although the two of them are inseparable, this past weekend was an exception – a holiday weekend where one of them was going home to visit parents while the other’s family were on holiday elsewhere, leaving him to stay in the house. Likewise, while my other housemate was also back home for the weekend I’d also decided to stick around – partly to avoid seeing my parents, partly just to keep my best friend company.

We hadn’t actually hung out as just the two of us for a long time, so we found ourselves planning a suitably fun nerdy weekend – long hours sat in front of video games while chatting and being silly for the most part. Come Sunday evening, and having exhausted anything much else to do, we’d decided to amass a variety of alcohol for a late night of drinking in front of whatever rubbish we wanted to watch or play.

The Better To Eat You With – [MF][BBW]

**Soft**

Greta Lockett stepped up to the line, behind a group of college-aged girls, waiting in front of the Haut Cafe counter. She eyed the menu and the glass display full of pastries and treats before checking her phone.

Okay, she had about fifteen minutes before the Cinky meeting started; just enough time to grab some pastries and get everything set up. She took a deep breath, the scent of freshly brewing coffee wafting to her and making her smile as she inhaled deeply.

God, she loved their coffee.

And their pastries.

And their help.

Greta tilted her head and watched the sweet-looking, long-haired guy behind the counter. He gave a lopsided, lazy grin to the group of girls while he handed out cups of coffee. Bryan Harlowe. He’d been working at Haut Cafe for a little over a year now, ever since he transferred from the local community college, making Greta look forward to her coffee break a little more ever since.

Sex at Summer Camp – pt.1 of 2 [f/m]

My boyfriend at the time had been going to the same summer camp since he was 7-8 years old and once he was too old to return as a camper, he decided to go back every summer as a counselor. The last day of camp is visitor’s day/pick up day, and since this place was such a major part of his life, he wanted me to go this year so he could show me all around his favorite place on earth.

After a 5 hour drive, I finally reach the camp grounds and am super anxious to find him. He’s been attending camp for 6 weeks and since it’s located miles out in the middle of no where, there is little to no cell service so we only got to talk every other night when he’d be off from counseling and get to go into town with his other counselor friends. After walking around aimlessly for a while, I find the cafeteria where all the campers are enjoying their last lunch before the parents all arrive to take them home and that’s when I see him a hundred yards or so away. I first notice it’s him because of his bright tie-dye camp tank, then his sexy long golden locks, and finally his glistening tan skin that had been soaking in the sun all summer long. God have I missed him.