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first flame reignited [m/f] [cheat]

Liz and I lost our virginity to each other freshman year in college. We were both 18. We dated for a year until she started working at a restaurant where the distractions were too much and she broke up with me to basically fuck a few fellow employees and the manager of the restaurant, or so I was told.

 

My Good Girl [m/f]

I met Laurie when we both visited a shisha bar together with a good friend of ours. I’d exercised with him for a few years, and she was attending university with him at the time. That first night we just chatted and got on really well, discussing travelling and whatever else the haze of shisha smoke got us thinking about. She was as tall as me, about 6 foot, had a lithe body and the most piercing eyes.

Chaotic Kink on a First Date [M/F]

In the winter, he told me he was into me. Of course, both being polyamorous, it took about 6 months before we actually went on one. We were both dating the same girl, and when she started telling him how much she enjoyed seeing me, he became curious. By the time we actually went out, he had read a lot of my writing and significant portions of my (half porn, half discourse) tumblr. We discussed this on our first date, him asking about books I'd read and it was strange to talk to someone who knew details of my life from the internet, without me ever telling him directly.

Bisexual Friend Fucks Me Hard [FF]

Hello again. I know I’m a little bit bisexual. 80% into guys, 20% into girls. Probably a 2 on the Kinsey scale. While I love to fuck the cock, I have a particular type of woman that I can be attracted to sexually. Now until college, my experiences with other women were mostly experimenting: making out, light petting, maybe some touching over the panties. I had a threesome with a guy and his girlfriend once, but she and I didn’t really do anything to each other. We just took turns with him. This story is about my first true lesbian experience and what followed.

 

Lollipop [Mf][bdsm]

Though it may seem like I’m constantly in a submissive headspace, I can maintain my focus and composure in a vanilla setting. But a single text message with instructions to write on my body or masturbate in public sends me into a trance.

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