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Freshman Adventures: Spring Break, Part 3

I rested my head on Anjali's chest for a few moments thinking of what I'd do to get her screaming. As I pondered, she sat up and shifted forward and next thing I knew her mouth was around my cock, furiously sucking it while grabbing me by the waist as if I might escape. I nutted in her mouth in about three minutes and she tilted her head back, again, as if having done more coke, and swallowed three times. I stepped back and almost fell against her window. I felt so fucking good in that moment and shut my eyes. The next room over, I heard the door shut and Dirk and Anjali talking in whispers.

I began laughing. I heard her chuckle. I opened my eyes and burst out laughing and she burst out laughing also. Her cheeks were red and it looked almost as if she’d been crying. She sat up and looked down at her stomach, quickly, with an embarrassed grin, and back up at me with a grin that could not believed I had persuaded her in to this situation. Read more »

Got fucked for the first [T]ime over the holidays. He’s [M]arried, and it was his first time with a T. [Part I]

So in the past I've done a lot of playing with toys and chatting and flirting with men online, but never had quite built up the courage to take the dive into a real life experience. I had a lot of alone time over the holidays and kept thinking about what it would be like to be with a man–really be with a man. If I wasn't toying my ass, I was wearing a butt plug, and I was always thinking about cock, about finally being fucked. A few weeks ago, I finally reached the point where I couldn't take it anymore, and knew I just had to go through with it.

I got all dolled up, and posted an ad on Craigslist along with a few pictures. I showed off my smooth, slender body, my silky, toned legs, and my round, milky-white, girly butt. In my ad, I basically said I was looking for my first experience with the right kind of guy. That I wanted someone who knew what they wanted and would treat me like a girl. Read more »

Some new years party fun with a new friend (m)(f)

My wife Anna and I decided to attend a new years eve party with some friends. We have a very open relationship, and there were 2 women attending that I had played with previously. Given the hosts of the party were experienced swingers, we were prepared to hang out or hook up if the opportunity arose. We arrived and the massive top floor condo was already full of 20 people or so. Most of them I knew or at least knew of, so we spent the first little while having a drink and making the rounds getting to know some of those we had never met. I headed into the entertainment room to play some video games with some of the guys (I know, stupid move) and my wife went somewhere with the girls. They get crazy when they drink even if they aren't drunk, so usually i just let her do her thing. Read more »

NOT a sex story, a story of what ifs and characteristics of a shitty person (me)…

So to start of with, this is my second gonewild (not really) story. As I said in the title, I know I am a shitty person for even having thoughts like this, but hey I thought I would share it with yall and write something interesting, plus this is a throwaway anyways. So clearly I have no one else really to talk to about this, so you guys can comment whatever you like, or whatever you want to share. So basically I am just gonna let you know who these girls are and what I feel towards them. I have alot of gonewild stories of Taylor, and I will write a couple later, and yes they will involve actual sexual stuff. Read more »

Freshman Adventures: Spring Break

Spring Break is, ideally, a gigantic powwow of not-yet-adults baring their bodies and rubbing their skin together as it drips with clear ocean water like they are in a Gatorade commercial (and maybe they are), while muffled hip hop surrounds their souls like an ecstatic Stockholm Syndrome and colors flash in the sunlight that never goes away and beer cascades through the air in slow-motion.

But that isn’t what my spring break was, exactly. By the time my bud Dirk and I arrived at the beach in Miami, large swaths of it were closed off, most people had packed up and left, and it was colder than you’d ever think, all because our college lets out for spring about a week and a half later than everywhere else. By the time we got to the beach, we just stood there, staring. Dirk said; “Let’s go to the hotel.” We did, and we slept. Read more »

Wife put on quite the show for her blind friend [f] [m]

This blind man, an old friend of my wife’s, he was on his way to spend the night. His wife had died. So he was visiting the dead wife’s relatives in Connecticut. He called my wife from his in-law’s. Arrangements were made. He would come by train, a five-hour trip, and my wife would meet him at the station. She hadn’t seen him since she worked for him one summer in Seattle ten years ago. But she and the blind man had kept in touch. They made tapes and mailed them back and forth. I wasn’t enthusiastic about his visit. He was no one I knew. And his being blind bothered me. My idea of blindness came from the movies. In the movies, the blind moved slowly and never laughed. Sometimes they were led by seeing-eye dogs. A blind man in my house was not something I looked forward to. Read more »

Private Encounters [M] [F] [reluc] [mast]

He liked sucking her breasts. In some ways she reminded him of his mother and his first wife. Her breasts were what attracted her to him, but that’s not what kept them together. She tried to dump him several times. He was married and that’s not what she wanted at all. But in a moment of human compassion she succumbed to his sexual urges and he succumbed to hers and what started as a deep friendship ended up in bed. What do you expect from 2 love starved adults? It was good!

They were distant lovers, too far apart to continue a physical relationship, but they stayed close anyway. They read books together and engaged in deep philosophical conversations. Occasionally he would go off the deep end and she would get too sanctimonious and “holier than though”, so they would take a breather from each other for a time. She continued on with her life and he continued on with his, but they both stayed close to each other in an odd spiritual sort of way. Read more »

Crushed-velvet, crushed pussy: holiday party trouble (f/m)

Company holiday parties are a clichéd, sexual minefield… which is why I didn’t get into trouble ‘til the after party ;)

A bunch of us rolled up to a karaoke bar after the main event on the Thursday the week before Christmas – the younger employees; the single folk; the don’t-stop-until-close partiers. I was in a green, crushed-velvet skater dress, tights, and gold heels. Of course, my thick brown hair was curled and my lips were a bright red – all in all, a more conservative look for a company event.

As some of us were talking, one of the older guys brought me a drink. He’s in his mid-to-late forties, tall and broad (maybe 6’2), with that touch-of-gray hair that I always fall for. He’s still in a suit, albeit, the tie is loosened. Still handsome, but in a weathered way. I know he’s a coworker, but in my drunken state, I struggle to place him. I sipped my drink as we chatted – mostly about what we like to drink and what we do outside of work.

“I do yoga a few times a week,” I said.

“I can tell.” He winked. Read more »

(F)irst Ti(M)e with Beth

Reposting my old stories after I deleted

First Meeting Beth….

This was during the time I wanted to get back into photography, I’ve photographed a couple of ladies I use to know when I was in my prime, and got some really great images. I got so inspired, I wanted to photograph more. I am married with a 2 1/2 year old daughter, and my wife wanted me to calm that side down already. I couldn't seem to stop, I got in contact with a lot of the women I photographed years ago, got set up to do shoots again. My mentor had a photo studio set up again and I asked if I could use it for a couple shoots. I got on facebook, looking around asking for people to photograph, and I came across this one woman, great body, local girl from Hawaii, covered with some hot tattoos, and I wanted to see what could be done. She was already a dancer and a tattoo artist, so I thought I’d give it a shot. We got to chatting one day, and I told her about my old idea of a calendar, and she got all excited and wanted to revive the idea… A couple days go by, we’re still chatting, and I’m venting, my wife is already on my case about gaming, photographs, everything, and I couldn't take much more….

Beth : “Everything ok?” Read more »