That time the trophy girl [F] picked ME [M] up

More back in college stuff, this is the 60’s and the world was changing real fast. Wife is gone, I am bored and it’s raining, so I am jotting down memories.

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I had bought this 1956 Chevy 4 door used in about 1961, it came with a little 265″ engine, 2 barrel, kind of sickly so I had to do something about that. My Dad had found a 1958 Chevy Nomad that had been wrecked, he was going to make a work rig out of it but never got around to it, so he gave me the engine. I took it apart, in town was a shop that had a boring bar, so we opened the 283″ up to 292″, and the guy sold me a set of 12.5 to one compression pistons for $25, left over from another job stuff. A 4 barrel carb and a neat cam grind and 56 the chevy was peppy.

Fast forward a year or two later. The world had become flower children, someone invented a pill for women, there were protests over some war somewhere and I was learning stuff. There was one hell of a lot more of the world out there than the Oregon coast I was used to and the paper mill to work in.

[FM] Pool party weekend turns into my first [FMF]

This story is from this past summer. If you want a little back history on me you can check out my profile. I’m 27 and live in the Midwest. I’m currently single and not big into the dating scene. I just like to do as I please.

So this summer a friend told me that a family friend asked her to house sit for her. This lady was loaded. She manages one of the biggest companies in the city I live in. She said she could have a few friends over and drink what we wanted. It just so happened that my air conditioning broke on the hottest weekend of the year so I packed a bag and went to stay with her in this incredible house with a pool.

[FM] I fucked a client in his house after he nearly shot me

I’ll preface this by saying I am not an experienced writer and don’t have any talents in this area, so I hope y’all enjoy the story as it happened, without any props and metaphors.

My one hard rule is to never mix business with play. Over the years, I’ve had numerous occasions to, from clients and associates, but always turned them down. Until now. For context, I work as a real estate broker and had this couple selling their house. We scheduled a day and time for an open house. As usual, I showed up 1 hour before the event (as agreed) to prep the place. I texted the owner 30 mins in advance reminding them I’ll be there, but no response was received. I arrived, parked my car, and let myself in using the eKey since per our agreement, everyone was supposed to be out of the house. I begin spreading around the flyers, setting the water bottles, etc. when I hear steps upstairs. Given that I am a female that oftentimes goes into people’s houses and stuff, I always carry a gun for protection. I reached into my purse but didn’t take the gun out yet. I’m debating whether to say something to whoever was upstairs or just wait. I decide to remain in the kitchen while the steps continued to come downstairs. Eventually, I see the barrel of a small handgun popping from around the corner. I freak out and freeze. Five long seconds later, I see the gun holder and recognize him as my client, the damn home owner who was supposed to be out of the house!

A Morning Fuck with My Sister [MF] [BS] [Incest] [Creampie]

It was a frigid winter morning, and I had just awakened in one of the guest rooms at my mother’s house. I had come to visit and help with some chores are around the house before the holidays. Unfortunately, because the holidays were coming up, my wife wasn’t able to get off from work, so I had come alone. I climbed out of bed and headed to the kitchen to get a cup of coffee.

As I walked down the hall I noticed the other guest room door was closed. “Huh, I guess Laura and Mark must have gotten in last night…” I thought to myself. My younger sister Laura and her husband Mark lived a good three hours away and had been iffy about coming down to help with the various chores we had to tackle. I was relieved to think they’d be here today, as I was planning to patch a leak in the roof and figured it would be easier with help. I continued to the kitchen.

Innocent conversation leads to some parking lot antics [cheating][public][MFM]

Hello all. First let me apologize because the tag is probably incorrect, it was MFM then MMF and then who the f knows.

Let me say that when I travel for business I have only two rules from my wife, don’t get someone pregnant, don’t bring anything home, don’t talk about it. This goes both ways for her when I’m gone. So here I am telling you…

Was traveling for stuffed shirt boring meetings and took a quick smoke break to get away from corporate dick shaking. Ran into a girl that works for a company in the same building, not for us. She was super cute, laid back and had amazing eyes. Not a knockout or anything, just fun to talk to and sexy in her own way. We both ended up taking a lot of extra time just shooting the shit. She did however notice the wedding ring and later I learned was constrained in what she was going to suggest at the time.

The Great Exchange [MF] [oral] [creampie] [supernatural]

In every involving demons, devils, angels, and saints, there was a common theme. Anyone who dared make a deal with them often paid a high price. It didn’t always involve their soul, either. The moral of those stories was clear. Do things the “right” way and the right people got rewarded. Do things in a selfish, short-sighted way only led to loss and misery.

There was just one glaring problem with those stories.

They only ever told stories with a certain outcome, namely the one that helped ignorant idealists idealist sleep better at night.

Delilah Davidson had heard all those stories too. Growing up in a small, conservative town full of uptight, traditional people, she knew most of them by heart. Nobody ever questioned them. Everyone just assumed they were simple, right, and true. Then, she dared to defy every one of those stories when she made a deal with a demon…a real, non-metaphorical, full-fledged demon.

“I’m willing to pay that price. I’m willing to take that chance.”

Those were Delilah’s exact words when she made that fateful decision years ago. She told them to the reflection of her 17-year-old self that appeared in a dirty mirror at a cheap motel. It seemed like a lifetime ago, but she still remembered that day vividly.

My [M] story of the time I got flashed [F] delivering pizza

Neat story I read here today brought up a memory. Wife is in Boston, I am in Oregon and we have some kind of an impasse. So, I am jotting a few things down as I remember them, keeps me out of the bars. I am 76, (really, in 5 days anyway) and have lots and LOTS of memories, some of which I haven’t even remembered yet.

Back in college in California, between jobs, I delivered pizza and other foods for a few months. The place sold rolls, drinks, french fries, hamburgers, and a few pizzas. There really weren’t very many places that even did that and delivered, the outfit I worked for was trying something that was a new idea at the time. Nothing much ever happened, pay was good and with tips and paying me for the gas was almost $6 an hour.

It was a strange setup, since the deal was I used my 1956 Chevy hot rod instead of a company rig, I added up the miles and they also paid me for the gas. Probably not that great of a deal now that I think about it but I was young. Probably it cost more to run my own car than the 5-6 gallons they paid me for every day.

[MMF] My first bisexual experience with Lisa and Rob

This story may end up being a little disjointed because it happened a long time ago, but I wanted to recount my first experience where I discovered I was bisexual.

I was on a business trip down to Florida and bored in my hotel room. I was married at the time, and bored out of my mind, so my business trips often ended up with me looking around online for some encounters. I found Lisa on yahoo messenger back when you could easily search profiles, and I started chatting with her. She was married and in an open relationship. They liked meeting and fucking new people and sharing the experience with each other and of course they also liked to play as a couple.

At this point, I was interested in getting any kind of female interaction available because I was drawing quite the blank on my searching, and Lisa was the closest I came to a hit. I was in the air force at the time, and in decent shape, so she warned me she was a bigger girl, and I was ok with that. So we made the arrangements, and there was a little trepidation in my voice when she told me her husband will be there, but he’ll leave us alone if we go to play. Whatever, I said…it could be fun either way, and worse case scenario, we hang out and just be friends for the evening. If I had only known…

Viewing the stars [MF]

I have enjoyed this forum for years and have decided to add some of my stories.

This happened while my wife and I were still swapping partners.

Tom was married to Lisa.

I had told Lisa that one of my fantasies was getting blown while having a rum & Coke and enjoying the night sky.

Lisa came up to me one evening, handed me a rum & Coke and said, “Let’s go up to the roof.”

I followed her to the roof to where she had set up a chair. She unbuckled by belt and opened my jeans, and told me to have a seat, sip the drink, and enjoy the stars.

She proceeded to kneel infront of me and took my cock in her mouth and started to give me a nice slow blow job.

I was enjoying the drink, the stars, and the blow job and after about 5 minutes Tom came up on the roof. He did not see his wife sucking on my cock.

Tom and I talked about the beautiful night sky and some other subjects and then if I had seen Lisa recently.

[F] My adventures as an exhibitionist Pizza Delivery Girl

So when I was 18 I got a job as a delivery girl to earn extra money for college. It sucked as much as you would imagine. You would think being surrounded by pizza would be the best job in the world but surprisingly it got old quick.

The only thing that made it get interesting again was after one delivery where I knocked on the door and had a girl answer it completely naked. I reacted kinda how you would expect. There were a couple of the woman’s friends inside both guys and girls (all naked too) who seemed to think it was pretty funny. They were hanging out and playing strip poker or truth or dare or a mix of them both it seemed and made her answer the door naked to get the food. I talked to them for about five minutes and they mentioned how they do that kinda stuff a lot and had even gone to a nudist beach about an hour away from me a couple days before.

Anyway though, I got a pretty nice tip and an idea from one of them who jokingly suggested after I said no one had answered the door naked before that maybe I should be the one to come to the door and do deliveries naked.