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Student Days

At university, I ended up sharing a house with three guys. I was being bullied in my previous Uni residence, so I had to move out. It was great being the only girl; they made a fuss of me and no more bitchiness. Although it was a little odd, I quickly grew to love my life in that house. They started treating me like their little sister and looked out for me; they also introduced me to some really cool people who became my friends.

It all changed one night when we all got hammered on a concoction of ‘substances’. I was having a fabulous time, and Greg asked me when I’d last seen any action? I had a long term boyfriend at school until I was sixteen, then he cheated blah blah. So Greg worked out, although it took him several attempts, that I’d not had any action for almost three years. As I said, we were all hammered, and I was horny; in front of the other two, I let Greg fuck me on the settee. I loved every minute of it too!! Then when he’d finished, I ended up fucking the other two as well. All used condoms though, I was hammered, not dumb.

After that, I went from the little sister of the house to, I suppose, the wife of the house. Over the next six months, I let the three guys have me whenever they wanted it. I even went back on the pill in the end just in case—so many funny memories from that time. I was studying in the front room on the floor with an iPad and a load of books. I was in the doggy position making notes. Simon then comes in, rolls my leggings down, and fucked me as I continued to study. When he’d finished, he wiped my pussy with tissue, kissed my ass, rolled my legging back up and said thank you. I would walk into my bedroom to find one of them waiting for me, having a bath, and one would come and join me, sunbathing in our secluded backyard I felt my shorts being pulled to the side. Once I’d been out to a party dressed as Hermione Granger from Harry Potter. I had hoped to attract a certain guy, but he pretty much ignored me for the night. When I got back home, the three guys were playing table tennis on the kitchen table. When they saw me dressed as a naughty schoolgirl, as they said (I may have missed the Granger look by a mile), they all set about me. In no time at all, I was on the kitchen table pantyhose and panties torn off, and instead of ping pongs, their balls were bouncing on the table. That was one of the few times all of them were at me together. Tits being sucked, cock after cock in my mouth and pussy. I loved every second of it with those special guys.

I was sorry when that year ended, the three guys were all in their final year, and that was that. I know some will call me a slag or a slut, but these guys gave me the biggest confidence boost ever. They changed me in so many ways; I was accepted, adored even loved. My life changed after that year; I had so much more confidence than pretty much any other girl I encountered. I loved sex and would sleep with somebody if I was in the mood. Girls sensed my confidence, and as such, the bullies steered well clear of me.

Night Visit

I want him to sneak into my room and fuck me. Pulling my nightgown off my body and straddling me. I would feel his body pressing against mine, when he start fucking me, his hand covering my lips so nobody would hear my screams.

I want him to fuck me hard, that I'll be sore the next day. I want him to make me longing impatiently untill he decides show up to fuck me again. I want him to make my mind recall every moment of night visit.

I want him.

Paid With Sex.

I used to mow yards in nearby neighborhoods for some cash in the summers when I was younger. My dad would let me use his riding mower and I just had to pay for its gas.

There was a woman I did some work for in a nearby neighborhood that always seemed very free and flirty. It was the first time I ever really knew an adult that I noticed acted very childish. I was 15 and she had to be in her 30's but I felt more mature than her. She was a brunette with a fake rack and was always super tan.

One time when I was done and she didn't have cash to pay me. It was about 11 am, she had a cocktail in her hand and already seemed to be drunk. I told her it was fine, and she could pay me back next week. She slurred out "no nooo I cant do that to you. Ill tell you what, I know at your age you can't stop thinking about sex. Ill help you release your sexual energy."

I was a Virgin still and assumed this had to be some kind of trap. I didn't know if she was married, but it seemed like she wouldn't be able to afford this house on her own, if she worked at all. My dick took over the thinking though and against all that could go wrong, I decided to go in and see what she had in mind.

"So where do you want me?" She slurred as she started to undress.

"Uhh, the couch is my favorite" i said trying to act like I've done this before. Next thing I know she is completely naked and laying on the couch. My heart was beating out of my chest and my body was shaking with excitement.

"So are you just going to watch, or are you going to get on me?" She asked.

"Shoot i dont have a condom." I said using it as an excuse for having frozen due to nerves. I started to undress and head to the couch.

"Thats ok, just cum on my tummy." She replied. I got naked and positioned myself between her legs. I poked around for a minute and then finally found the hole and went to slide in but it kinda hurt and there was much more friction than I expected. It was just our dry sticky skin caught on eachother. She stopped me and spit into her hand, and then rubbed it onto my dick. "Now try" she said.

This time it slid it much nicer. I started to get into a bit of a rhythm thrusting into her. At first I was staring at her tits but then they started bouncing up and down and that almost made me blow my load so I looked up. I couldn't stop thinking about them so I pulled out because I thought I was going to cum. I didn't and once I composed myself I plunged back in. This time she started moaning and that sparked the gunpowder keg in my nuts. I pulled out and aimed at her body, she looked down and the first shot up to her chin. She like out an excited and giggly "woah" as she recoiled her head back. The next 2 spurts went just as far starting to pool on her upper chest and neck. Pulse after pulse i started to glaze her chest and stomach with ropes of cum. When I was finally drained I made the joke that "you should forget to have cash more often. She laughed and said she wouldn't go to the bank the rest of the summer."

In hindsight she may have been blackout drunk because it was never so much as mentioned again, and she always had cash again after that. I still jerk off frequently thinking about that day. None of my friends ever believed me at school either

The Station Platform Experience

I am married but its complicated, I had an affair and got found but it was an exciting time while it lasted.

This is a true story and came from a bucket list that the girl I had the affair had. She wanted to have some form of sex in a public space, so we batted it around for a while and came up with a scenario that we though may work. We were realistic to know that full sex would never work but where there is a will there is a way.

She came prepared dress in a long coat and a skirt with no underwear and we met for coffee at a coffee shop on the station platform. The buildup was pretty intense, and both our senses were on fire, I don’t think we really even tasted our coffee but we didn’t want to rush into it, the energy we created whilst holding back just added to the intensity. Eventually, we decided it was time, we walked hand in hand onto the platform which was busy with people waiting for trains. We found a space and turned face to face and kissed, just 2 lovers saying goodbye… it was a kiss full of passion, all the intensity of the buildup led to a deep kiss with tongues probing as our lips were planted firmly together... then as I pulled away and looked her in the eye my hands made the most of the long coat, running up her naked thigh I sensed her body shiver as her eyes gleamed with desire, my fingers caress her skin as I worked higher, she opened her legs and as I suspected I found her very ready, the arousal so evident, with my first touch she shuddered and held me tighter, I could feel her body shake as my finger gently explored and she clung so tightly to me, it didn’t take long and really proves that the buildup or foreplay is the most important part of bringing a girl to orgasm, she came quietly, but shook intensely, tears in her eyes as she pulled away and we kissed again, more softly but I could feel her still shaking as my fingers continued, only stopping when she pulled away… we kissed again and then went for another coffee… I have no idea what people thought or if they suspected what was happening but it was an incredible feeling.

The deal was that she had to return the favour, in another public setting, I'll save that for another day..

I lived in my Fraternity's House on frat row on campus all four years of my undergrad.

The best part of the house was the attic. There wasn't much in the attic other than a mini bar with all kinds of liquor, a tv, a couples sofas and some chairs. We called it the 'Grand Central' because that was where we pulled trains on girls on the weekends.

We threw some bomb ass parties every weekend and there were always at least a couple chicks so stay back to "help with the clean up". Usually whores from a specific sorority who tended to go overboard with their alcohol and drug consumption for the night.

Pretty much all the brothers would hop on the train except for a few who were too whipped by their bitches. We'd just go round robin all night and keep pounding away until everyone was done.

Those were the good days.

Living In Oslo

While studying music in Oslo I went to the opera house and sat on a bench by the train station, a man asked me what was wrong. I told him my backpack had been stolen. He offered to buy me something to eat. I told him that my passport, money, laptop, phone were all in the backpack.

He walked me to my student apartment and I opened the door with my key in my pocket. After checking around the apartment which was one room and a bathroom, he said he wanted to be nice to me and if I wanted him to be nice. He was looking at me in a way that I knew what he meant by nice. He offered me five hundred kroner, and asked me to take my top off, putting the money on the bed. Taking my top off felt both bad and good, his band on my breast felt good. I let him pull my pants down, to touch me. He took his shoes and pants off and stood over me and I laid back for him. He was like most men, it was over quickly. I put the money in the drawer, stayed undressed, gave him tea. He wanted to be nice again, he had three hundred kroner, better eight hundred so I gave him lots of attention.

I counted in my book, he was number sixteen since I arrived in Oslo. I had enough for the rent but I didn't want him to go, I showed him my backpack under my bed, and got in his arms. That was one Saturday night. I see my guest of that afternoon and night and he us my friend.

Wing-woman Gets The Action

My single friend asked me to go along with her to meet a new guy she met online. When we get to the bar, he had also showed up with a friend named Matt. I actually sort of liked the guy and Matt and we all made flirty small talk for a long time until my friend went out to the dance floor with her new man.

I left the table to go to the bathroom and just as I came out of the bathroom there was Matt. He says "enough talk" and pulls me toward him by placing his hands on my butt. He pulls me in and we start kissing, his one hand on my butt and the other holding my head. I finally break the kiss and say "Whoa, I'm married!" He replies, "This is me not caring." He pulls up the back of my dress (it was fairly short) and begins cupping my bare ass cheeks (I had on a thong) and goes for another kiss.

I eventually pull down my dress, pushing his hand away. "OK stop, people can see and I'm married!" I said. He took my hand and led me back into the bar area. My friend and her new guy were still dancing. Matt says, "follow me" and leads me outside.

Without talking, we walk around the corner which is actually an alley between the two buildings. We pass two couples who must have been from the bar, both making out. Matt takes me just past them, still holding my hand. He spins me slightly and we kiss again. Then he suddenly spins me again so I'm facing the wall. He pulls my dress up again to just above my butt and I hear his fly unzip. "What are you doing?" I ask and he replies "What do you think?" He pressed my back down slightly with one hand, then with the other he pulls my thong out of my crack and pulls it to the side. I quick say, "No, wait, I can't, no please". While I'm talking he spits in his hand, rubs his spit on his dick, and pushes it against me. All of a sudden he penetrates me. He pushes about half way in and I say "please no" one more time. He begins rocking my hip with his hand to get me to ride back and forth a couple of times until he's all the way in. Finally I say, "Ok, just go fast!" He starts quickly pounding me.

It lasted a few minutes. At first I just left him pound me, but as he continues it starts feeling pretty good. I start rocking my hips to match his rhythm. I feel him take one hand off my hip and for a second it's gone. Suddenly, I feel his wet thumb shoving into my ass. He puts his thumb in and starts making small circular motions in my ass. This sends me over the edge a little. I know at some point I said "Oh yes, that's so good." Finally he sort of pushes his thumb in my butt and holds it there. I feel the first jet as he begins to go. "No, no, pull out!" I pleaded. No condom, just an IUD. I knew I probably wouldn't get pregnant, but still I had this flash of him getting me pregnant. Plus all I knew was his first name and he's in me bareback.
He pushed hard into me and just kept going.

Eventually it ended. He lets me stand up as I tug my thong back into position and pull the back of my dress down. "See, easy." he says. That's it. He gives me a quick peck on the cheek and takes my hand, leading me back into the bar. As we pass the couples in the alley, one girl looks back at me, smiles and winks!

We get back in the bar and find our friends. My friend looks at me wide-eyed seeing us come in from outside, Matt leading me by the hand. We make small talk for a while, with Matt even asking me about my kids! We call it a night and as my friend and I walk alone she begins to ask "What happened?" I say to her "I don't want to talk about it." We walk a few more feet and she asks, "just tell me, if I think what happened actually happened, was he big and did you enjoy it?" I replied, "He was average and I think I did. Please can we change the topic?" We started window shopping as we walk to the train. The rest of the way home I sat in so much discomfort knowing Matt's stuff was in me and thinking how I'd hide it.

I knew my husband was looking forward to me getting back because he said I looked hot when I dressed to leave and he was looking forward to sex. It was late enough that he was already half asleep on the sofa when I got home. I quickly went to him before he fully woke and pulled his waistband down as far as I could. I just started sucking, getting him hard as he woke from his nap. "Hey, that's a nice Hello." He said. "I'm so horny and wet for you" I said, "Let me ride you". He quickly slid off his shorts as I pulled my thong to the side for the second time. I kept him locked in a kiss as I lowered myself onto him. I was nervous he'd feel the slime on my thong trapped between us but he was more interested in the kiss and me humping him. "Wow, you ARE wet." he goes. I just kiss him again and begin riding him hard and fast until he unloads. If he felt anything unusual, he didn't say anything and I hope he somehow thought I was really horny and wet, though I don't know how.

After we finish I quickly pull my thong back into place and sit next to him. He asks how the night was and how was the guy my friend was meeting. "Was it boring being the wing woman?" he asks at one point. He actually called it something different, but I'm changing it for this story. I never mentioned Matt was even there. As we talked, all I could think of was having two guys within a couple of hours and how wet my underwear was. I was so relieved to finally take off my dress and pull off that thong. I could barely sleep all night reliving the whole thing over and over.

Now I'm half upset for letting it happen, and half turned on because it happened. Whenever I wear that thong, I play with myself at work under my desk or while I'm sitting on the sofa at home thinking about that night. My friend never dated the guy again and never offered to hook me back up with Matt. We never exchanged any numbers or anything, so it's just something that happened. It's been a few months, but I can already tell that somehow I'm going to have to find another guy so I can have sex with two guys in the same day. I don't know how yet, but it's almost all I think about now.

Girl I Met

A few years ago, I was on an app before a lot of bots and scammers invaded. I was 26 at the time and browsed it often, talking to various women. I chatted with this one 17 year old girl, named Kim, for a bit till we decided to meet up one night. She was at the mall with her friend, but she wanted me to pick her up so we could hang out together for a bit.

It was dark and I picked her up and took her to a place that was just off the main street and near a hill where no one ever went to. We talked for a bit then we fucked. I took her back to the mall, where her friend was waiting. The friend knew we fucked, but she didn’t care.

A few weeks later, while I was at home, she texted me and said that her mom, stepdad, and little sister left to a relative’s house for the night and if I wanted to come by. I decided to head over to her place. Got inside and we sat on the couch just talking; some anime was the tv. I then pulled her onto me and pulled her shirt off; she had some big breasts for a 17 year old. We then went to her room and fucked. As I was fucking her, I couldn’t help but think about her mom and stepdad who were miles away not knowing that Kim had let an older man into their place and now she was getting fucked. I came on her breasts. She had wanted me to spend the night, telling me that her family wouldn’t be back till later the next day, but I had work the next morning so I left.

About a week later, she texted me and told me her family wasn’t there for the night again. I went over and fucked her ass on the living room floor. After we got dressed, we sat and talked for a bit. She wanted me to stay, but she didn’t know when her family would be back the next day.

We fucked a few more times after that. I even started talking to her friend that I had met at the mall that first time. She wanted me to fuck her, but we never got to do it. The next few months were wild. Kim enjoyed sex and would get fucked by other guys, even going as far as getting a train ran on her in a hotel room. She would send me pictures of her sucking her friend’s breasts. She would text me and tell me about a married guy she started fucking, even telling me that she wore a skirt to go see him, but his family was home so he told her to wait in the alley so she did and he came and fucked her behind the dumpsters, came in her, then went back to his family. And I remember texting her and she sent me a picture of her naked and lying on a couch. I asked her where she was and she said that her and her friend were at a guy’s house. Her friend was in the room with the guy getting fucked and she was waiting for her turn. After a while, she sent me a video of her pegging the guy’s ass.

She and I fucked a few more times after that. Once she turned 18, she got with an ex and we stopped talking as much. Occasionally, she’ll still text me, but she’s not as wild as she was before. She’s no longer friends with the other girl since she tried to get Kim’s stepdad to fuck her and he told his wife. Kim’s not as wild as before, but she and I still talk about getting together to fuck. Hasn’t happened with everything going on, but we’ll see where it goes.

Creampie Party

My friend's wife has recently become pregnant. He invited a group of his single male friends over and we were drinking and gaming a bit. He announced the news that his wife was expecting to us and we all drank even more in celebration for him.

We kept gaming and drinking and he brought up that his wife cant get more pregnant, so we could all cum in her and not worry about getting her pregnant. We though he was joking and laughed and kept gaming. We played for about another 10 minutes and then he said "Seriously, if anyone wants to cum in her, you can. She has always wanted to get gangbanged but was scared of getting pregnant." At this point we kinda started to think he was serious, but we all just laughed again and didnt make a move.

We kept drinking and then one of the guys was going to grab more beers and said "I am going to stop by your bedroom real quick and fuck (host's wifes name). The guy said "be my guest." We started talking in the room with the Xbox and discovered that our host was very sincere about offering his wife up to us, and that this was infact a dream of hers. At this point we were all very drunk and did end up running a train on her. At time time I was turned on by putting my dick in her cum filled pussy from the other guys, but ever since I have had mixed emotions of regret and horniness. I dont want to tell my other friends, but i also wanted to tell someone.

The Truth Is Out

For three years I met young guys in parks, a train, public toilets, outdoor spaces and occasionally at my home for sex.

My wife who's six years older than me, and I had stopped having sex. Her choice. And with my large cock and sexual appetite, I didn't want to stop enjoying the one thing I truly loved.

I'm not the best looking guy in the world, but with a nine inch cock I thought at first, I'd be able to charm lots of young women. And through a mate who introduced us, I was fucking a much younger very sexually unsatisfied married woman for a while. Only she wanted to run off and start a new life, with kids and a mortgage. Not for me at my age.

By pure chance walking a different way home from work, I cut through an old factory grounds. A young guy in his mid to late teens I guessed at the time, is stood masturbating and offers me a blow job. Its been nearly three months since the young married woman and I'm horny as fuck. Thinking to myself who'd know, I let the young guy give me what turns out to be one of the best blow jobs I've ever had.
Once I'd cum in his mouth after maybe ten minutes, he swallows my cum and just carries on sucking. It's another fifteen minutes before I blow my second load down his throat and by then I'm hooked.
We arrange to meet up again and for two months we meet up for gay sex. Although I never got to fuck him, then.

After the young man I just seemed to understand which guys were up for sex. And for three years I meet guys for blow jobs and or to fuck them. My first male fuck by the way, being on a train on my way back from Wales where I'd been working. He propositioned me in the toilets in the train station and after a quick suck in there, I ended up fucking him on the empty train before he got off.

Just before this latest lockdown I literally ran into the young man, Alex, from the old factory grounds. He's just turned twenty and he's walking through the park I'm jogging through, to meet a guy for sex. We say hello, then he explains why he's in the park. Knowing my wife's at her sisters and won't be home for at least another couple of hours, I let him know I wish we'd fucked when we were having sex.

Twenty minutes later, he's on his knees in my lounge sucking on my cock. Were both naked with me knowing he wants my cock up his arsehole.
Once my dick is leaking pre cum and its wanting his fuckhole, I get Alex to lean onto the couch. Putting on a condom and smearing lube over his hole, I begin to slowly slide my cock up his fun hole.
He moans a lot, but after some time backs onto my dick. And just as I begin to fuck him for real with my cock balls deep up his bum, the living room door opens.

My wife stands in the doorway, says hello to us both and walks past into the kitchen like its perfectly ok for me to be fucking a young guy in our home. I'm about to pull out, when I hear from behind us "Don't stop on my account. I've known for years".

We did stop, but only because Alex was embarrassed. As soon as my wife said what she did, I was perfectly prepared to fuck Alex right there in front of her.
She even made us both a coffee, as we sat in our underwear. Talking to us both she asked where we met, and after Alex replied my wife actually said "He's got a big cock hasn't he". Before we both stopped spluttering on our coffee, she told me to take Alex to the guest bedroom, if I wanted to finish off where we were.

Its the most bizarre and unusual conversation I've ever had. But I took Alex up to our guest room all the same, and fucked him well into the early hours. We fell asleep and I woke up to him sucking on my dick. We had a much slower more sensual missionary fuck after he'd enjoyed my cock for a good while.

Showering together we didn't have sex, but we did kiss for a long time. And when we got downstairs my wife had cooked us breakfast. Alex was still very shy until my wife broke the ice with "He used to fuck me with that huge cock of his. Wore my fanny out".
We all laughed and it loosened the mood completely.

Alex became a part of our lives after that, and still very much is. He's by no means solely my lover, as he now has a boyfriend his own age. However he was still visiting our home before the latest lockdown, for sex and to bake cakes with my wife.
I've also begun having sex with a neighbour. He's in his mid thirties and recently divorced.
My wife knows only too well I'm fucking him. She should do, as she semi drunkenly watched us fuck on Christmas day.