[M/F] Kathy was 30 Years My Elder, Part I

This story took place about 6 years ago, but I’ll never forget it. A solid preface is that this is how I ended up having sex with a 52 year old woman when I was 22 years old.

I was in college at the time, and it was a Friday night. I was on Facebook with nothing going on. I had been friends with Kathy for quite a while, but never really interacted. She had a young son who I’d taught guitar lessons to, but we only ever really talked about Led Zeppelin or other small talk when I’d be at her house. This particular Friday, she happened to message me. “What’s up?” I replied something to the tune of ‘absolutely nothing, how about you’ or some other mundane response. Instead of coming back with an answer, she proceded to joke about how lame it was that I was staying in on a Friday while in college, and that I should be out chasing girls or partying. I told her I had plans for the next night anyways, and was glad to just stay in. What she came back with kicked off an extremely erotic note. “Don’t worry, all those college girls don’t know what they’re doing.” I paused and didn’t respond immediately, but she quickly clarified- “sexually, lol.” I didn’t know what to say to that, but she made it very clear what she wanted to hear. “If you ever need some proper treatment, I can help you out.” I tried my best to play it cool, just in case this was some mistake or joke… “I might have to take you up on that one of these days, haha.” Not my finest work, but I was caught extremely off guard by the proposition. I said goodnight and signed off shortly thereafter. I couldn’t believe what had just happened, but it made me pretty goddamn nervous, and pretty goddamn turned on.

Exploring my best friend. First encounter of many. F4F

Her name is Nora and she is my best friend. She is small and blonde with the most pert bottom you will probably ever see. Its impossible for most eyes in any room she walks in to, to avoid noticing and appreciating her figure. She is 22F and she exerts an inner confidence that most women in their thirties would be jealous of. I have never quite met anyone like her and I believe she is the sexiest woman I have ever met. She oozes sex appeal in all aspects of her personality, including the way she talks, exaggerating everything with her hands and even the clothes she wears. I have noticed many of our male friends appreciate her with their wandering eyes.

I am a 25F, taller and also blonde. I am the one with the wild side, the instigator in all things naughty. The one that likes to drink on week nights and liven up most parties but I lack the obvious sex appeal that Nora has. I would consider myself good looking but in a different way to Nora.

MFm – Exhibitionistic mutual masturbation at the nude beach

(Originally written in two parts)

Part I

(A mostly-true story, one or two things changed to make it read better. I’m bi, this was a straight encounter. Part 1)

It was a hot June afternoon. I was walking along the nude beach to meet Them, so nervous I wasn’t sure I would be able to get my cock hard. We met online, both of us cruising the want ads for sexy nude beach friends. We only spoke a little, and unsure what to expect my nerves were running away. I was electrified with anxiety and anticipation when I read his text a few minutes before –“hurry up, Tess is already naked lol”. My balls pulled up tightly despite the warm breeze caressing them as I left hurried footprints in the damp sand along the shore, passing one moaning couple in an intimate embrace and then another laying face-down in the sand. I wondered if they were Them, but looking at her lusciously large ass I knew it didn’t match the picture They had sent me. I kept walking until a voice called out my name.

Hot sun, Warm cum, and Cool sand – [MFm mast exh voy cum] [str8]

(Part II, maybe final maybe of 3-5. True story, mostly straight, very minor bi overtones. Includes a cumshot.)

We were all on the nude beach, warm in the sun and sprawled comfortably across the damp sand in the shade of the trees. Tess had just rolled over, still in the afterglow of the orgasm my hands had brought her to. When her soft hands enveloped my achingly hard cock I shuddered with pleasure and she laughed softly.

“Not so in control now, are you?”

“Careful Tess, if you finish him off too soon you won’t get what you really want” Geoff told her.

“And what do you really want?” I asked, voice quivering under her silky caress of my member.

“You to cum for me. A lot”

I moaned and leaned back as she slowly massaged my shaft, feeling ready to release all my sexual energies for her. For being almost strangers our sexual connection felt strong and intimate, like lovers who know how to elicit the strongest responses, to tease and deny and satisfy each other.

(F/M) – How a Predator Stalks Her Pray

Robert and I dated a while back. We were your typical naive twenty-something couple who enjoyed copious amounts of crazy sex whenever we got the opportunity. Ah to be young again, and enjoy the accompanying sex drive.

We eventually went our own separate ways, but I’ll never forget that sex. He was easily the best partner I’ve ever had, and that is even counting my amazing husband. Don’t get me wrong, we enjoy a very hot bedroom, but we are lovers. What I had with Robert was.. Primal. It was pure fucking. Animal lust, if you will. So imagine my surprise when I bumped into Robert ten years removed from when I last saw him, and at a trade show none the less.

“Well hello there stranger. A long time no see.” I said as I snuck up behind him.

“That voice. That accent. There is no mistaking it for anyone else’s. Serena?” He spoke as he turned around to face me.

Valentine’s Day (MF) First guy

Yesterday I had two Valentines. The first Valentine, I’ll call him “T”, was a friend that has a thick cock. The second was the guy that has huge balls from a past story, I’ll call him “B”.

T came over to my apartment about 8:00 pm. We went straight up to my room. I walked him over to my bed and told him, “sit down”. He sat down on my bed and said, “Damn Sarah, I like this”. I took off my mini-dress and stood in front of him in my new dark red bra and dark red thong. T said, “Oh my god Sarah, you are so sexy in that”. I walked up to him and whispered in his ear, “Call me ‘cocksucker’ or ‘slut’ ” then I started kissing his neck. This caused him to moan and sit back. I leaned on him and put my leg up on his leg. He reached down and jiggled my ass as we made out some more.

Hot sun, warm cum, and cool sand – [MFm] [mast] [exh] [str8]

(A mostly-true story, one or two things changed to make it read better. I’m bi, this was a straight encounter. Part 1)

It was a hot June afternoon. I was walking along the nude beach to meet Them, so nervous I wasn’t sure I would be able to get my cock hard. We met online, both of us cruising the want ads for sexy nude beach friends. We only spoke a little, and unsure what to expect my nerves were running away. I was electrified with anxiety and anticipation when I read his text a few minutes before –“hurry up, Tess is already naked lol”. My balls pulled up tightly despite the warm breeze caressing them as I left hurried footprints in the damp sand along the shore, passing one moaning couple in an intimate embrace and then another laying face-down in the sand. I wondered if they were Them, but looking at her lusciously large ass I knew it didn’t match the picture They had sent me. I kept walking until a voice called out my name.

They looked, well, normal. He was in his early 30’s, wearing only short running shorts and speaking in a slight Australian accent. She was American or Canadian, 27 or 28, and layed out fully nude before me, on her stomach.

My new year trip to a new city turns out the craziest due to my sexy host!!!

So, I was traveling to a new city during the new winter break and I am a student so wanted to save money. I asked my friends to host me but all of them were either with family or going away for the new year. Not that I had many in the city. Finally one of my friends introduced me to a friend who was going to be in the city around the time I was supposed to visit. She gave me her number and we talked a couple of times about my plans and she also wanted to get comfortable before hosting me. She was around 6-7 years older than me. I arrived in the city on Afternoon of 30th and went around sight seeing. The girl who was hosting me was working and I could go there only around 7-8 PM. So after walking around for some time I take a cab and reach her home. She has invited a guy who came over with his girlfriend.

In the bathroom at the bar [M35ish/F22ish]

Resubmitted because I something seemed to go wrong last time. With writing my last, first post, I’ve realized writing up sexual memories is quite fun (but it’s harder than I thought to put your experiences and emotions into words). The overall positive feedback certainly helps, thank you for that. This happened two years back, and turned out shorter (it all happened in the space of a couple of hours).

I have an old friend that I studied with, who is pursuing a big-money career in London. Every time he visits back “home” inevitably means a night out with the old gang, those essentially being the only occasions I see anyone in that group. It’s nice to see them, but there’s a fine line between talking about what’s going on in your life and bragging, especially among guys In their 30s.

[MF] At the movies with the ol’ ball and chain [free movie!] [under-the-cover public] [in memoriam?] [ministry of vice and virtue involved] [get out of jail card!]

This happened a bit more than 4 years ago. My late wife somehow scored free tickets to Mr. Popper’s Penguins; she was working for a radio-station conglomerate, and probably got it as part of a trade packet (the cinema company gets air time in exchange for a number of tickets).

Now, these tickets aren’t anything to sneeze at. They were for Premiere Class seating; for the equivalent of about USD50.00, you’re given a *full-size leather love-seat, complete with holders and privacy screens, feet of space between seats, and six seats in a fully-decked-out mini-theater*. You also had the rare option of either engaging the catering service or taking outside food in.. we chose the latter option, and you have *not* lived until you’ve brought in a full Chili’s food package into a theater.

We both knew the movie would suck balls (we didn’t have choice of movie, alas), but one reason why I married my wife was because she had her head screwed on the same way I did.. if you could bring in outside food, what’ll stop you from bringing in a blanket and some small pillows?