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That field by the airport (first post)

So I just found this subreddit... and my lover is away today and I can't stop thinking about him so I wanted to post about our "first time".

Gf asked me to rape her for real (MF, warning)

I met Erin through a failed threesome. One chick left, the other stayed, later became my girlfriend for several months. Erin wanted attention. Erin needed attention. Anyone who showed her attention she welcomed with open arms. But she friend zoned a lot of guys who chased after her, so I think the only reason she dated me was because of my status in the pack. She knew many many women wanted me and that there was very real competition for time on my dick. Erin was happy to fill that time up doing just about anything vanilla that I wanted her to do.

Got Her Boyfriend to Pay for The Birth Control (MF)

I met Julia at a party at her new house with her college roomates. Everyone was getting pretty drunk and migrating around the house, eventually I wound up outside with Julia. Julia had a smoking hot little white girl body, a sharp wit and tongue, and could drink like a sailor. She could also talk shit like one too, and had a tendency to always compete about everything. Little did I know all of this as I said the next few lines to her.

Fucking Her in the Boss' House

Happened several years ago, before I met my wife.

I met Ashley while working for a company in a nearby city. This company was owned by a total douche and dumbass, who will be referred to as "Shiny". Ashley was a freak, willing to do anything I asked her to do sexually. Suck on my balls while I work on the computer? No problem. Fuck for hours, roughly, without getting sore or complaining? No problem. Never dodged a rope of my come either, but she was a little crazy. Ok, alotta crazy.

[M/F] Parts 1 and 2 of a story inspired by something from my past. (x-post from r/dirtypenpals)

You and I worked together for a few years. You were brilliant but comported yourself like some teenage TAG-kid-turned-class-slut. I didn't like you much at first.

You were the dirtiest woman I'd ever known or heard of. A dizzying sexual wizardess of words and deeds. You dressed inappropriately, even for our creative field. You flirted without false subtlety. You made it clear you had no sexual boundaries. Your libidinous sincerity scared people. Me too.

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