[MF] I fucked my gf’s roommate who was also her ex-gf (Part #4)

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Christmas morning came and to our collective disappointment, Santa Claus never showed up. It was all good though, because we shared a sexual experience just a few hours before. Or mutual masturbation triangle was really fun. I woke up first and I was still so excited about what had just happened between us all. I got up and took a shower. In there I thought about how to tell Sam that Nabila and I had fucked a couple times already or if I even should. This situation was confusing and the guilt was weighing on me. The more I didn’t tell Sam, the more I felt like a dirtbag.

I dried off and stepped into the living room to find Sam leaning over Nabila, kissing her slow but intensely. My feelings of guilt disappeared in an instant and I was feeling lustful. I started feeling my cock get hard. Sam saw me and smiled warmly. I smiled back and told them good morning. Sam got up and kissed me then went straight to the bathroom and ran the shower. Nabila got up and kissed me as well and grabbed my half hard dick.

The forbidden blowjob [F]

After first meeting him, I immediately had this fascination with this guy. I am just 22 and he is much older than me but has this incredible aura of self-consciousness about him. He is good looking too.

I can’t and wont really say who he is. But so much I can say, both of us could get in trouble for what we did.

For quite some time I thought I would never have a chance, that he did not even notice me. Barely caught him looking at me despite my … challenging outfits.

Some day in his office though, out of nowhere. He made a move. I could not believe myself. He looked me straight in the eye and said “I have seen your looks”. I did not no how to respond and just kept silent. He smiled with all the confidence that made me so weak. Then he cam a step closer. “I also noticed you dressing up for me.” I explained that I did not think he even looked at me. He just took my head in hin hands and kissed me. It was great although I was a bit confused also.

Sam [M/F]

Growing up, I’d always been the short, nerdy skinny kid so going away to University always held the hope of shedding that tag.

There were a few dalliances in my first year – one memorably on the first night where a pretty, curvy blonde girl dragged me off the dancefloor and into the corner of the bar and then home – but on the whole, underwhelming.

This all started changing in the second year, when I’d grown up a little, got more confidence and started to take a little more care over my appearance with regular gym workouts and less drinking.

I’d seen Sam (in the Uni bar I late September I think, talking to one of my friends) – she was about five foot four, and even in the relative darkness of the uni bar I could see that she was pretty, with wavy black hair down to her shoulders, an upturned nose and soft features.

She wore a tight black top and jeans, which clung to her figure – a narrow waist, curved bottom and large, firm-looking breasts – about an E cup, I thought.

training with a switch brings both pleasure and pain. [MF] A walk on a cold winter day.

it was a cold winter day and he had instructed me to dress warm. we were going for a hike, so I choose my leggings, jeans, layered shirts, and coat as I despised feeling the bitter wind against my skin. after a bit, we had stopped for a break along the trail. “On your knees,” he instructed, and his tone automatically incited butterflies in my stomach, half from excitement, half from anxiety.

my eyes flickered about the area as I did what I was told, looking for other people in proximity. we were alone on the trail, but that could change at any minute. the weekend visit to the state forest didn’t seem busy, but I’d greeted a few people along the way before we’d come to the current secluded spot. secluded, but public.

at least the spot he stopped us at was soft, albeit cold, against my knees and there weren’t tiny rocks digging into my skin (hard lessons learned from other occasions).

I eye the bulge that has now appeared in his pants, my attention half on it, and half listening for the snapping of twigs that would alert me to anyone else coming. I trusted he had picked a good spot, hidden by the bend of the trail, but anyone turning the corner would get a surprise.

I Fucked [M]y Best [F]riend After A Huge Music Festival

So my(25m) best friend(25f) of 6 years and I just got back from this massive music festival at the world’s most beautiful venue (bonus points if you can guess the venue and which festival it was). Basically it was 4 days of incredible music, people dressing in sexy clothing if they were wearing clothing at all, and non stop positivity with every kind of human being running around. My best friend (we’ll call her M) came on the last day and I couldn’t have asked for a better way to end the festival.

A little description of us: I’m roughly 6’1-6’2, slender (around 170lbs) but athletic (I’ve done track and soccer for almost a decade and a half). I have dark brown hair and hazel eyes that will sometimes lean toward dark brown or a deep green. I have short facial hair and people tend to say I remind them of wolverine (not my first pick but definitely not my last). M is a girl that gets a bit too much unwanted attention because of her features. She is maybe 5’2 barely 100 lbs. Beautiful reddish/brown hair that falls just below her shoulder blades. Big animated brown eyes that I could look into forever. She has DDD/E cups (depending on the brand of bra) and a slender waist that only works to accent her very plump bubble butt. Her legs fall perfectly from her ass and she is very in shape from being a former track athlete and she still will run 10 miles a day.

My girlfriend’s mum (Part 2 – true story)

Author’s note: Thank you all for the great response to Part 1, I really wasn’t expecting it. If you’ve not read Part 1 I’d highly recommend checking that out first; you can find it on my profile*
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Holy fuck. What on Earth had just happened? My mind was in overdrive running through the day’s events as I collapsed on the bed laying next to Amy. She told me she was just going to head to the bathroom to clean up, walking to the bedroom door, opening it slightly before making the quick dash down the hallway to the bathroom next door. I laid there, absolutely spent, cock still twinging from the thought of locking eyes with Paige as I fucked her daughter senseless. It wasn’t until Amy walked back into the room minutes later that I snapped out of my daze, heading to the bathroom to get cleaned up and then climbing into bed and falling deep asleep.

Catching Up: Part One [MF] [Straight Sex] [Interracial] [Cheating] [Busty] [Huge Boobs]

“He was always a light weight,” I laughed as I looked at my old college roommate.

Carl laid out on the couch passed out, from drinking and hanging out all day.

“Really?” Alicia asked as she stared at him. “The way he made it sound, the both of you were party buddies, and partied all night long.”

“Nah,” I smiled as I drank more beer. “After a game we would go out and party and Carl would be the first one to pass out.”

Alicia had reached out to me after hearing a lot about me from Carl, she had found me on social media, and it wasn’t long before Carl, and I started talking daily.

Carl had made it big financially. He had struck gold by playing the stock market, and now he bought and flipped houses out here in California.

In college, he was the kicker of the football team. He was no slouch back then, either. He went an entire season without missing a single attempt. I was the starting tight end. We roomed together for two years.

After that, we drifted apart, falling into different crowds. I was into the quieter groups while Carl wanted to party all the time.

I regualry get blowjobs fro[m] men who identifiy as straight in a conservative muslim country (bangladesh)

In Bangladesh, you cannot really bring girls to your house to have sex before marriage. If you are caught, there is a big possibility you will get beaten to death by taliban like men (your neighbors, your family). So to release my sexual tension i posted on Twitter that i want blowjobs from men. Surprisingly i got a lot of response. I get blowjobs both from men who identify as straight and from those who identify as gay. The straight guys who are sucking my dick, do so because that’s the closest they will come to sex until their parents find a girl for them (arranged marriage).

[FM] My [23M] formerly extremely sexually repressed girlfriend [22F] turned into a fucking dominatrix

So I’ve been through a hell of a lot these past 3 weeks, like going from thinking I’m 99% straight, to realizing I’m 100% pansexual, and down for anyone regardless of gender or physical sex AS LONG AS they are willing to make me their bitch. And I NEED people to fucking dominate me, and make me their slave. Like fucking need. (PM always open 😉)

So my girlfriend used to just be the fucking worst at sex. Now, she is the fucking best. All of her past trauma and insecurities she has been working through and its just unlocked this sex beast.

Now, she is one of the bossiest people I have ever met. Maybe, I was subconsciously attracted to it, despite outwardly hating it? I don’t know maybe.

Anyway, so, today, I was trying and failing to make myself cum, because I take anti depressants, which makes it hard if not outright impossible sometimes. So I’m jerking my dick off and she comes over to help me out, because she wants me to hurry up so I can study. We’ve been getting into the Dom sub shit, it switches around sometimes I Dom her, but as I say mostly me being the sub because… bossy. Anyway