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Fucked a strange teen girl I met on KIK [MF]

A few years back, Whisper was my go-to for finding anonymous sex. I would post or reply to posts in the area. We would chat for a minute on Whisper, move over to KIK, exchange details, etc. You know how it works. I was in a bit of a dry spell when one day my KIK goes off. I instantly thought it was spam but decided to open the message anyway. I didn't recognize the profile pic but it was of, what appeared to be, a pretty cute blonde girl. I still had my suspicions when all the message said was, "Hey." I was working at the time and it was a slow day so I played along.

Sneaking into the pool to find somewhere private [MF]

Here’s another story from college. This one was incredible as well, because it was just so not something I normally do. It was again at our rival school that I went to a lot to party. There was a huge day party in the late spring, when it was beautiful outside, and my friend Jess invited me to come and spend the day partying with her and her friends in her sorority.

[MF] Laundry day

This was just a few months ago, but I remembered it this morning.

One Saturday morning, my wife and I were getting some chores done. I brought a load of dirty laundry down from the bedroom, as she was moving a load to the dryer.

On top of the dirty basket was a few pairs of her panties. Before tossing them in the washer, I looked at her and took a big whiff, trying to be funny/creepy. I do love her smell, so I did get something out of it.

She just laughed and called me a weirdo, but then shook her ass at me in her yoga pants.

[MF] Some unexpected role play

This happened in 2014. My wife and I had been invited to an 80s themed party, and she had decided that part of her costume would be a neon pink pixie wig, a lot like Natalie Portman here.

The night before the party, I get home late from work to see her already in her outfit. Torn fish net stockings, a sleeveless Prince t-shirt, little sports bra, jean shorts, and the wig. She was hot, and much different than her usual jeans and t-shirt attire.

This is the story about a first date that turned into a hot tub adventure with a boy half my age [FM]

I met Darren after a meeting with a client in their San Francisco office. I was making idle chitchat about dead celebrities and upcoming music festivals when he walked by. He stopped to add in his two cents. I had never seen him before, as his department was unrelated to my visit. Darren was tall at 6'3", lean, stormy blue eyes, a slight facial scruff, and spoke with an incredibly thick Irish accent.

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