Date 2 gets goooood….

This is last of the installments – the next one will be the rest of date two (aka long) with all those toe-curling passionate details that I love. Enjoy!

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Dinner is fun and distracting passing much more quickly than I feared. Our friend groups seemed to vibe well…at least for this first time and that is a win as far as I’m concerned. I had ridden with Karly and when you realized that, you asked if you could take me home instead. “I was going to ask if you could…I wasn’t sure if you carpooled as well”, a silly grin spread across my face and I was powerless to stop it. Your eyes went slightly dark and I felt a delicious flutter in my low belly. Without another word to me, you turned and told Karly, “Hey, no need to go out of your way – I’ll take her home. I’ll get her home safe. She can call you later if you like”. I loved the polite take charge attitude and I slipped my hand in yours and waved goodbye to my friends and yours. As we left, we clearly overheard one of your friends say to another, “Well, that dude is spoken for for the rest of the weekend…” and I looked at you with a giggle as you winked at me.

She showed up wearing a catholic school girls outfit… because she was a catholic school girl [MF]

The last person I hooked up with on AdultFriendFinder — though not the last person I met or talked to — was a mistake. In fairness, as I have been typing up these stories many of them were mistakes and a wiser me would not have done the things I did. That said, this story deserves it’s rightful place among the others.

I was on the couples profile that I had with my active friend with benefits. Our intent was to find couples to swing or swap with, but I know she talked to a few single guys once in a while and I talked to a few single girls. Neither of us were opposed to inviting a single person to join us, but we were really picky about the guys and unicorns are rarely found in the wild.

One afternoon I was home — I had taken a sick day / mental health day — and was horny and looking for fun. There was a profile of an 18 year old girl that was relatively new, had a few blurry pics, and a little bit of information. I reached out to say hello and got a prompt reply. They were eager to talk to me, liked my photos, but told me they weren’t into girls and didn’t want to join a couple. She did say that she was interested in meeting up just with me though.

My first femdom part 9: role reversal [mf]

First 8 parts in my profile. Would recommend reading them first.

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I strained against my bonds. My balls were numb from being pulled away from me. My shoulders hurt from arching backwards in an attempt to alleviate the strain. Claire was seated just inches away from my face.

“Please, come a little closer,” I begged.

Claire let out a giggled and grabbed my by the hair, pulling me closer to her. The extra bit of tension was enough to increase the pain and strain on me immensely.

“The sooner you start licking, the sooner I’ll release you.”

I began eating Claire out like my life depended on it. Without her holding me in place, I wouldn’t have been able to reach.

After about a minute Claire released her hand from my hair, and slid herself back away from me, standing up and walking behind me. She released some of the tension on the rope attached to my balls, and a wave of relief came over me. My hips were still slightly suspended above the floor, but the strain was significantly less. I felt like I could breathe better and more fully since I had been taking shorter breaths before so my body wouldn’t move so much.

Being a receptionist has been lucrative for my stripping job [FM]

School wasn’t really my thing. After I graduated high school, I moved and went to college. But I only lasted a year before dropping out. Instead of moving back home, I just stayed and picked up some random jobs to pay for rent and live. You know waitressing, bartending, that sort of stuff. Eventually I went to a strip club, and became a stripper (family did not approve), but the money was so much better. I guess you can say that I’m pretty, and I’ve never been shy about my looks. So I guess it works out.

Where I lived and worked is kind of a smaller town. It’s not a mega city, and it’s not rural. Just like a normal town. So it’s not uncommon to run into someone you know, when you’re running errands or whatever. So when I’m dancing at the strip club, I would often see some regulars, or people I’ve run into around town. Over time, you get friendly with them, you know you have to talk about something when you’re half naked and grinding on a guy’s lap. The girls in the club could get away with anything, so I’ll admit that I’ve provided some ‘extras’ to the guy patrons, in the back rooms.

10k people watched us livestream while we fucked [MF]

My friend with benefits, Penny, and I had found a kink we were both into and wanted to explore it more. We had done several threeways MFM and MFF and were really enjoying our talks about swinging, swapping, and the “lifestyle.” We had been batting around the idea of going to an adults only sex retreat, hitting up the swingers clubs in our general area, and looking for other people to add to our play.

We had lucked out in the past by inviting people to join us that we thought would be fun — mostly because they “talked the talk” and it let us know they might be interested. We went around with our trusted group of friends and “talked the talk” as well, but no one else seemed interested and we got judged by a lot of friends for our choices. It was a risk we were willing to take and — for the most part — it didn’t have a huge impact on our core group. We lost a few friends who — mostly — decided that we were a threat to their relationship and we might “steal away” their respective partners.

[MF] That time a gay guy got me laid by a girl whose name I didn’t know

I live near a ski town that I’ve frequented since I was little. Many of my friends have cabins there. As we got older, we began using these cabins for cheap escapes since most of us had just started working and had little to no money. Free accommodations always made the trip better.

When I was 23, one of my buddies invited me up to a mutual friend’s cabin for his birthday. The first day was just guys and it was pretty fun. The family had asked if we could chop a tree down and we obliged. What we didn’t know was that the fucking tree was like 100′ tall. Took us like 12 hours, 140 beers, lunch and dinner, and god knows how many cigs and ounces of weed. But by the days end we were hammered, sore, and tired.

The guy with the cabin, call him Marco, is a chef. We woke up to a wonderful breakfast, all this with his birthday being the following day. Apparently, we’d saved the family quite a bit of money by chopping the tree down. Then he announced that 8 girls would be joining us in the day and staying the night in the cabin with us. This was a sweet deal since most of the bedrooms were occupied by us already.

College years: my bff’s younger bro [m] [f]

So, I could call this many things. Still my freshman year. I was dating a nice guy. Attractive, working, treated me well. I had to run home to pick up some documents and clothes…stuff like that. Well, anywho…I had some CDs and personal stuff I had left at my then bff’s so, on the way out of town, I thought I’d swing by and grab em. (No I didn’t call. No cell phone in the early 90s.)
Anyway, her car was there so, I pulled up and, because we were so tight, as usual, I just walked on in. Complete silence. I called out…nothing. well, I went to her room, and grabbed the CDs…plus a few extra…and went to the laundry room to grab my clothes. She said they were in a small basket so…off I went.
Well, when I got back there, I noticed a slight noise, like someone had really loud music on, with headphones. Her brothers room was in the garage. I guess he skipped that day. He was a junior (and yes, before I go on, had reached the age of consent. Plus, honestly, quite a male slut if even half the stories were true. Anyways….)

[MF] i have given 6 (and counting) guys a blowjob this week [22F]

Hey, been really horny recently and in one of my cock hungry moods. Sometimes i just need to consume as much as i can and will stop at nothing to be satisfied.

Ive only recently began talking to my casual bf (somewhere between fwb and actually dating) about how we define our relationship (hence we are “casually dating”) and he has given me permission to blow other guys and get with girls. His request is for pictures of my adventures, although dont ask im not sharing them.

Basically with the green light now i have gone a little crazy, my tinder account was in full swing and ive been going out with friends most nights with the intention of getting with guys. As i said, im in a cock hungry mood and when i get like this i just need to blow any cock i can.

Ill run through the list of bj ive given

Monday:

-My bf in morning, told him i wont see him till friday and ill show him all the work i got up too then.

-A old fwb who recently flew in from another state and gave him a quick one in the arfternoon.

A rando[m] encounter

Oh, God”. My thoughts were racing. This had been going on for 2 days and God damn, was I attracted to this girl.

“I want you to bend me over and fuck me from behind”. I read her text, the naked picture of her breast in the next tab. My hands were going at a furious rate, stroking myself. Hard and fast. I’d done this a few times, chat up a girl on reddit, then turn to sexting with her, only this time pics were not in the equation. I’d convinced her for one of her boobs and man, were they amazing.

“They look so bloody perfect. I wish I could be there with her and feel them”. I thought, my hands going at a furious pace. I knew I wouldn’t last much longer

“I’m so close, baby. I’m gonna cum”. I typed.

“Oh? Maybe this will help.” There was an instagram notification. It was a picture of both her breasts.

“Oh shit”. A few more strokes and I came, hard.

“Babe, you’re perfect. You just made me cum soo hard.”

A rando[M] encounter

Oh, God”. My thoughts were racing. This had been going on for 2 days and God damn, was I attracted to this girl.

“I want you to bend me over and fuck me from behind”. I read her text, the naked picture of her breast in the next tab. My hands were going at a furious rate, stroking myself. Hard and fast. I’d done this a few times, chat up a girl on reddit, then turn to sexting with her, only this time pics were not in the equation. I’d convinced her for one of her boobs and man, were they amazing.

“They look so bloody perfect. I wish I could be there with her and feel them”. I thought, my hands going at a furious pace. I knew I wouldn’t last much longer

“I’m so close, baby. I’m gonna cum”. I typed.

“Oh? Maybe this will help.” There was an instagram notification. It was a picture of both her breasts.

“Oh shit”. A few more strokes and I came, hard.

“Babe, you’re perfect. You just made me cum soo hard.”