[rjstclair] Threesome with a Married Couple & other short stories

[lamythefirst]

"Threesome with a Married Couple" by rjstclair:

While I've had a pretty fun sex life, it hasn't been incredibly wild. This is my least vanilla experience and the furthest from straight sex I've ever gone.

Years ago when I was in university I was watching hockey with my friends at a local bar; I wasn't the biggest fan of hockey but I did enjoy drinking draught beer (as my grades would attest). By the third period it was a blowout against our local team so my friends decided to head home, I was just starting a new pint so I decided to stay a little longer. While I was finishing my beer an older couple (probably in their 40s, close to the age I am now) came and sat at the bar next to me.

She was a thickly built woman, my preferred body type, with nice round hips and a large ass hidden under a tight black skirt. Her large tits were testing the durability of her red sweater which matched her painted lips. Her husband looked like the type of guy who sees the inside of a gym a few days a week, fit with just a slight paunch demonstrating his age. He had a neatly trimmed van dyke style beard and light brown hair - both with grey creeping in.

The husband seemed upset as they settled in and the wife teased him, "Aren't you glad we went to my concert instead of the game?"

He looked at me, "Was it at least exciting?"

I laughed, "nah, it was an early blow out."

The three of us started chatting, myself, Jim and Kathy, they were in town for just the weekend and apparently he had lost a bet which led to her getting to pick their plans. After another round of drinks Jim looked at me and said "Paying bar prices is for suckers - want to join us in our hotel room? We have a couple bottles of wine."

With the naiveté of youth I didn't understand the implications of what I was being asked and agreed. As a poor university student I wouldn't turn down a free drink and despite our age gap I had fun talking to them. We went back to their walking distance hotel and Jim poured three glasses of wine in those pre-wrapped hotel bathroom glasses while Kathy excused herself to the bathroom to freshen up.

As we drank Jim looked at me and said "You know there's one more part of the bet Kathy won."

"Oh yeah?" I asked.

Kathy opened the bathroom door wearing only her bra and panties, "Yeah, Jim promised me we could pick up a guy at the bar and bring him back."

Being a moderately experienced young man, I gulped down the rest of my wine. "This will be my first threesome." I said.

"Don't worry," Kathy laughed, "It's not ours and we'll walk you through it."

She came over and started kissing me deeply and while I was not incredibly experienced I knew to put my hands on her body. Caressing her sides, hips, and ass as our tongues danced in each others mouth. I reached around to unhook her bra and let it drop to the floor, as we continued to make out I caressed and groped at her tits. I noticed Jim had undressed and started eating his wife from behind as the two of us made out. She moaned softly in my ear and told me to pinch her nipples.

As I groped and pinched at her nipples I started kissing down her neck and her husband's tongue worked on her pussy lips. She pulled away and smiled at me, "You're overdressed."

I took off my clothes in record time, my hard cock bobbing in the air.

"Mmm," she said as she got onto her knees and took me into her mouth. I closed my eyes and moaned, she gave an amazing blowjob. Her tongue working over the head of my cock before she engulfed me all the way in her mouth. She bobbed up and down on my cock, making my knees shake. She started kissing back up my body when I felt a mouth on my manhood again. I opened my eyes to see Jim sucking my cock.

Kathy whispered in my ear “you don’t mind do you?” To my surprise I shook my head no and she smiled and called me a good boy. She kissed my ear and ran her hand down my chest before grabbing her husband’s head and roughly making me fuck his mouth which caused me to moan.

She lay back on the bed and spread her legs, I got between them and started to run my tongue over her pussy lips. I heard a muffled moan and looked up to see Jim’s cock sliding into her mouth. My tongue worked over her pussy lips before stroking her clit. I let my lips wrap around her clit and suckled gently while I slid two fingers deep into her soaking pussy.

I heard Jim audibly grunt and he pumped his load into Kathy’s mouth, she struggled to keep up but didn’t spill a single drop. I kept worshipping her cunt as she looked down and said “he can never last long in my mouth.”

I smiled and kissed her clit “I guess this is all mine.”

“For now.” Jim said with a wink.

As Kathy moaned and gasped at my fingers and tongue I pulled away. I reached into my pocket for my emergency condom. As I rolled it on she said “Yes, fuck me while my husband watches.”

I climbed on top and kissed her deeply, she was so wet I gave one hard thrust to fill her. Moving down to bite and suckle on her nipples I fucked her hard but slow, each deep thrust made her gasp. I started speeding up found a rhythm as he pushed back to meet my thrusts making sure my cock filled her completely.

After everything that had happened I was embarrassingly close to cumming and told her so. She reached for Jim and pulled him towards her. He reached down to stroke her clit as I fucked her to make sure she finished too.

Kathy let out a scream so loud I figured we’d get a noise complaint as she came. That put me over the edge and I filled the condom with hot cum as I lost control and collapsed on top of her.

After laying for a few moments she excused herself to clean up and I checked the time. It was nearly 1 am so I got ready to leave. Jim threw on his underwear and saw me to the door thanking me for a fun evening.

We did exchange phone numbers and met a couple of more times before I stopped hearing from them.

© 2026 rjstclair

 

[lamythefirst]

"Trapped in the Closet" by rjstclair:

Ken Reid was hiding in the closet, not in the figurative way a queer individual hiding their identity would use it but in a very literal sense. He was sitting in his closet trying to find a spot comfortable for his arthritic 62-year old knees, his gray hair and weathered face further reflected his age as he finally got himself set up to catch his wife cheating.

Cheating, he thought to himself, it had cost him his first two marriages and was on the brink of costing a third. Although in his first two marriages he was the cheater and if he was completely honest he hadn’t exactly stayed loyal to this marriage either. He was a career salesman, selling oilfield equipment across North America and even as far as the Middle East and he never learned to keep his dick in his pants. He had been successful enough that despite his history with alimony and child support payments he could still afford a nice home in his Houston suburb and his natural charm allowed him to land his third wife Vivian just 4 years ago.

Vivian now was 40 and Ken had considered her his trophy wife when they had first married. She had natural red hair, bright green eyes, a pale freckled complexion. When they had first met she had a curvy figure, large double D breasts and an hourglass figure. Since they had married he hated how she had let herself go, gaining 10 or 15 pounds, blaming it on her birth control since he refused to wear condoms. He would give her a pity fuck every month or so but mostly he found what he needed on his frequent business trips.

Ken didn’t think she’d be able to cheat on him as gross as she had gotten, must be some fat old man, he thought ignoring how his own stomach had a paunch to it and his 62 years looked way worse on him than her 40 did on her. He had discovered some messages on her phone a couple of weeks ago that showed she had been messaging her boss with a lot of non-work conversations. Nothing too salacious until he saw they had plans to have lunch at a nearby restaurant while he was scheduled to be in Denver; he had rearranged his plans to catch her in the act so that this divorce would be on his terms. It was only Saturday and he planned to fly out today to have some out of office time with an intern at their Midwest office, but he didn’t need to be there until Monday so he changed his flight, cancelled his hook up and left as if he was flying out to give them the house to themselves as she had so obviously planned.

So there he sat, in his closet waiting for her to come home.

Vivian Reid fidgeted with her wedding band as she sat in the car next to her coworker Calvin; they had met for lunch at a local gastropub and he had driven her home. Over the past few years she had felt ignored at home and having moved to Houston to be with her husband Ken, isolated with few friends and no family to turn to. Calvin had joined her firm a few months ago and had been a breath of fresh air; their office skewed older and even though he was only 30 their personalities just clicked. It was nice to have a friend but after having a few beers she was feeling something else about Calvin, his warm smile and friendly demeanor a welcome change from her critical and cold husband.

As they parked she took a deep breath to steel her resolve and said “Calvin, would you like to come in for a glass of wine?”

“Absolutely,” replied Calvin.

As they entered the home Vivian and Ken shared, Calvin complimented it.

“Thanks,” Vivian acknowledged with a laugh, “Ken owned it before we got married but I did a lot of redecorating to make it feel more homey and less like a Sharper Image catalogue.”

“He’s a lucky man,” Calvin said as he felt his eyes drift down to Vivian's beautiful ass, wrapped nicely in her light blue sundress. He immediately pulled his eyes back to a respectful place in admiring the home rather than the homeowner. He enjoyed Vivian’s company but didn’t want to read into something that could ruin their friendship.

Vivian pulled a bottle of red wine and 2 glasses out of the cupboard and directed Calvin to the table, as she poured two healthy servings of wine and joined him. She smiled slightly as his eyes drifted down to her cleavage, her sizable now F cup tits were definitely on display, and quickly returned to meet her gaze. She could tell he was attracted to her but doing his best to remain respectful and she couldn’t help but feel flattered that he enjoyed her company as well as he body. It was more than she had been getting from her husband for the past several years.

Upstairs, sitting in his closet, Ken fumed. This guy must be a real loser, he thought, I’d have already closed the deal and be on the way home. He had heard them enter and twenty minutes later nothing, he could still hear their muted voices through the vents but had no idea what they could be talking about. He knew his wife had nothing interesting to say so why was it taking this guy so long to get her into bed?

Downstairs Calvin and Vivian were approaching the end of their bottle of wine, laughing at some inside joke from work. As Calvin took the final sip from his glass he laughed and said “I’ll need to call an Uber and come get my car tomorrow.”

Vivian finished her wine and full of liquid courage decided to do something bold, she reached for his hand, “You could always stay…”

Finally Ken heard the sound of the door open just as his legs were starting to cramp, he stood up and stretched, while his wife and her lover entered the bedroom. He opened the closet door a crack and hid behind her dresses so he could spy while not being seen although he doubted they would have noticed him with how focused they were on each other. He gasped slightly as he saw the man she was with; he was clearly younger than her, had a fit toned body, full head of light brown hair and was very conventionally attractive. What could he see in Vivian? Ken wondered.

Calvin followed Vivian into her bedroom, she turned on a single lamp casting some light into the darkening room and stood to face him.

“So…” she said.

“So…” he replied bashfully, “What about your husband?”

There it was, the question that had been on both of their minds all day. Vivian bit her lip and considered her words carefully.

“Fuck my husband,” She said, years of neglect and verbal abuse finally weighing her down, “He hasn’t been interested in years and I know he’s been fucking other women since we’ve been married, he’s probably balls deep in some tramp right now.”The words stung Ken but for the wrong reasons, I would be if you weren’t such a slut, he thought not realizing the irony.

“Look, I’ve wanted you for a while now, you’re sweet and funny and kind and listen to me when no one else does.” Vivian continued, “I get if you don’t want to fuck me because I’m old and fat, but don’t let my husband decide what we do.”

“You are beautiful,” Calvin replied with a smile, “But I don’t want to fuck you.” Vivian’s face fell before Calvin could quickly add, “I want to make love to you.”

He leaned in and kissed her, Vivian felt an electricity she hadn’t felt for a long time as Calvin pulled her close and embraced her. One kiss turned to another, turned to another until they were making out like teenagers. Their tongues exploring each other’s mouths, their hands roaming each others’ bodies. Vivian couldn’t get enough of Calvin’s exploring lips and tongue, gentle yet firm, the way she longed to be kissed. She felt his hands move down over her ass and caress her cheeks over her dress, she reached down and he pulled away expecting her to ask him to stop but instead she lifted her dress inviting his hands to caress her ass under the dress.

Calvin obliged, feeling her bare ass, the thong she was wearing was being eaten by her ample ass leaving her cheeks free to his roaming hands. He suckled on her earlobe gently as he whispered how sexy she looked into her ear which caused Vivian to blush, her husband’s criticisms had left her feeling undesirable and now this younger man was making her feel not just wanted but needed. Calvin’s lips brushed down her neck and over the parts of her chest exposed by her sundress, sending sparks of pleasure through her body. She moaned softly, causing Calvin to smile as he continued planting kisses and kneading her beautiful ass.

In his hiding spot, Ken found his cock stiffening at watching this stranger with his wife. It struck him as odd as he didn’t find her attractive anymore but he couldn’t deny the eroticism of secretly watching these two lovers fuck. All thoughts of recording and divorce proceedings left his head as he unzipped his pants and let his hardon breathe, slowly stroking it while he watched.

Calvin’s fingers slipped down over Vivian’s ass and between her legs, slightly stroking her pussy lips through the thin fabric of her thong. His mouth kissed across her shoulder and his free hand tugged the straps of her sundress down over her shoulder baring more of her soft skin to his mouth. As Vivian gasped and moaned she suddenly broke away, Calvin couldn’t hide the disappointment from his face until she smiled and said “I want to see all of you.”

Calvin couldn’t get undressed fast enough, he quickly pulled off his polo shirt revealing his firm, muscular chest and stomach. He dropped his khaki shorts and boxers allowing his circumcised cock to spring free, Vivian gulped when she saw its size, looking to be around 8 inches long and thicker than a toilet paper roll. His shaved pubes and balls made it look all the much bigger.

Calvin caught her wide-eyed stare, “Bigger than you thought?”

Vivian could only nod, “Way bigger than my husband…”Ken frowned at that, while stroking his just under 6-inch cock which he knew was on the high side of average but still she didn’t need to compare.

Vivian grasped the base of his cock and started tracing his glans with her tongue, gathering the precum from the tip and taking it into her mouth. Then she kissed the head of Calvin’s cock moving down his shaft and back up again, Calvin moaned, feeling her lips all over his manhood. Vivian opened her mouth and took him inside of her, getting halfway down his cock before her gag reflex stopped her. She swirled her tongue over his shaft and head as she moved her face up and down him. Calvin’s hand found her hair and caressed it as Vivian sucked, licked, and pleasured his cock.

“So fucking good,” He moaned softly.

Vivian’s eyes practically welled up with tears at the single compliment, no one should feel so happy at being encouraged while sucking cock, but it had been so long since her husband had been so kind with his words. She pulled Calvin’s cock from her mouth and again traced the head with her tongue, flicking against the underside of his cock.

Calvin pulled his cock away from her, “I need to see all of you now,” he said with a devilish grin.

Vivian blushed and bashfully started to pull up her sundress, she felt self-conscious about her weight gain over the past couple of years thanks to Ken and was worried about Calvin’s reaction. As her dress hit the floor and she stood in front of him in her bra and panties, her tummy rolls on full display Calvin smiled broadly at her beautiful form. He came in close and started kissing her neck and chest again as he reached around to unclasp her bra himself. Vivian’s large tits hung with weight and age and her cheeks burned again with embarrassment, Calvin didn’t notice as he brought one to his mouth and suckled on her nipple, taking it deep into his mouth and swirling his tongue around it.

Vivian moaned at the attention and felt moisture gather on her panties as this beautiful, handsome man suckled on her tits.

Calvin suckled one nipple, then the other, kissing the space between her nipples as his mouth roamed all over her massive tits like a drowning man seeking air. He kissed back up her collarbone and neck and whispered in her ear to lay on the bed. As Vivian lay down Calvin grabbed her thong and pulled it off, revealing her hairy pussy. Vivian put her hand down to block his view, she used to take great pride in her grooming but her ignorant husband put an end to all that.

Calvin looked up at Vivian, “Please move your hand.”

“No,” She begged off, “I’m too gross.”

Calvin shook his head, “No you’re not, I want to see you, to smell you, to taste you, please…” he nearly begged.

Reluctantly, Vivian pulled her hand away from her now soaking pussy, and Calvin took his opportunity to pounce; pressing his lips against her labia and letting his tongue swipe up across her pussy lips. He moaned loudly, loving the taste of her juices as they flooded his tongue. Vivian again had to keep tears out of her eyes, it was so validated being with a man who wanted to be with her. Calvin’s tongue traced her clit and quickly flicked across it as his hands reached to grasp hers, showing her the gentle affection she needed while he drank down her pussy juices.

Ken grimaced in disgust while still stroking his hard cock, who could stomach that fat hairy pussy?

Calvin’s hands moved from Vivian’s and moved down to hold her hips as her quivering and thrusting from pleasure threatened to pull her vagina away from his hungry mouth. He kissed and suckled on her pussy lips, moving up and down her labia before kissing and suckling her clit. Vivian moaned loudly at his expert pussy eating grabbing his hair and making sure he couldn’t move his head away, not that he wanted to. He drank her juices, moaning himself the vibrations from the moans sending shivers through Vivian’s body.

Calvin went to add a finger inside of Vivian and she gasped “No.”

He looked at her quizzically, she smiled “The only thing I want inside of me right now is your hard cock.”

Calvin climbed on top of Vivian and looked her deeply in the eyes, “Ready?” he asked and she nodded in response. He placed the tip of his fat cock at the entrance of her soaking, quivering pussy and slowly filled her tight needy pussy. They both groaned loudly at the intrusion; Vivian at the feeling of her pussy being stretched this much for the first time in years and Calvin at the tight grip her pussy had on his cock. He leaned in and kissed her as he slowly added inch after inch of his cock inside of her.

If they had been listening carefully they would have heard the muffled groan of Ken cumming on the closet floor as Calvin slid inside Vivian. He was shocked that he had cum so quickly at the sight of the stranger fucking his wife. With limited space he knew he’d have a hard time avoiding the smear of his cum on the carpet.

Calvin started slowly thrusting his cock inside of Vivian’s tight, married pussy, getting her accommodated to his girth as she moaned loudly at his thrusts into her felt like they touched her very soul. As Calvin started speeding up Vivian’s tits started bouncing with the force of his thrusts causing him to lean down and catch a nipple in his mouth, suckling deeply as he fucked her. The feeling of his tongue and lips on her nipple and his big cock resizing her tight pussy made her cry out so loud she worried the neighbors would hear but she didn’t care. This was more pleasure than she had felt since even before meeting Ken; her guilt at thinking about her husband was quickly washed away with the pleasure of Calvin’s cock inside of her.

Vivian looked down at her lover, latched onto her breast as he fucked her, she pulled his face back up to her so she could stare in his eyes. He smiled at her and met her gaze, his thrusts never losing their steady pace. She kissed him deeply as the pleasure built up in her and she, slightly embarrassingly, came all over his cock. She howled into his lips as her orgasm ripped through her body. He still pistoned in and out of her and she had to rasp “Stop.”

Calvin pulled out and looked at her in concern, “Are you okay?” he asked.

Vivian blushed, “I came.”

Calvin laughed and held her close, “So you’re more than okay.”

“I’m embarrassed I came and you didn’t,” She said with a slight pout.

Calvin looked in her eyes and she knew he was being honest as he said, “That’s okay, I still had fun.”

They continued to cuddle and Vivian decided to do something bold, she started kissing down his chest over his firm stomach. He started to tell her she didn’t need to do anything but she shushed him as her mouth made its way back to his cock. She stared at his penis, slick with her juices, she had never tasted herself off a man before but took him into her mouth. The taste of her juices on his cock was surprisingly pleasant, she thought as her mouth worked down his cock. Calvin moaned in appreciation and Vivian’s dedication to his needs.

Ken grimaced, Fucking whore, she’s never done that to me. He thought carelessly without considering if he ever deserved it.

After a few minutes of sucking on Calvin’s thick, veiny cock Vivian looked at him, while stroking, “I think I’m ready for more.”

Calvin smiled and said, “Ride me.”

“Are you sure?” she asked, suddenly self conscious about her chubby body, not wanting him to see her that way. “I want nothing more,” He said.

His cock was jutting straight up into the air and Vivian steadied herself before climbing on top of him and slowly dropping down onto his massive erection. They both moaned as she took his cock again, the feel of it stretching her post-orgasmic pussy overwhelming her body with pleasure. As Vivian’s body met Calvin’s she cried out in the pleasure of being completely full again. Calvin pulled her down to kiss her deeply as she allowed her pussy to get used to being stretched again, his lips and tongue meeting hers before she shifted and presented one of her large tits to his mouth. He suckled it like a newborn desperate for milk before taking the other one into his mouth and doing the same.

Vivian started moving her hips up and down, fucking herself on Calvin’s thick cock. Calvin moaned as he tried to keep her nipples in his mouth as they started to buck and move with her motions. Her pussy grabbed his dick like a perfectly-sized glove as she forced it into herself with every motion downward. Vivian screamed in pleasure as, surprisingly, another orgasm ripped through her body so soon after her last.

“Do you need to stop?” Calvin offered.

“No,” Vivian moaned and gasped, “Just cum for me.”

At that command Calvin gripped onto Vivian’s hips and started fucking up into her beautiful body, watching her big tits bounce and her chubby body jiggle as he focused on his needs for the first time that evening, but watching to make sure she could handle him. If Vivian thought she had felt pleasure before she was sorely mistaken, she needed every part of Calvin inside of her at this moment, her desires outweighing her physical capacity to handle him. Calvin continued to fuck her through her screams and cries until he felt his cum boiling inside of him ready to explode.

“I’m cumming!” he said in a deep moan before shooting spurt after spurt of cum deep inside of Vivian.

Vivian collapsed on top of Calvin, his soft cock slipping out of her messy pussy. He realized she was sobbing and wrapped his arms around her.

“I’m sorry if that was too much,” He whispered.

“No…” she said between cries, “I don’t think I’ve ever felt that desired, that full of pleasure, it just overwhelmed me. ”He smiled to himself, “You deserve that,” he said and kissed the top of her head as they cuddled.

In his closet Ken realized he’d have to wait for Vivian and her lover to fall asleep before he could escape. He settled himself, his cum stain on the carpet smearing his pants slightly as he sat in the dark, alone.

© 2026 rjstclair

 

[lamythefirst]

"Losing my Virginity" by rjstclair:

I didn’t lose my virginity until my first year of university. I felt like a late bloomer even if 19 wasn’t that late - the combination of coming from a small town where 50% of my graduating class was married and expecting kids by 19 with being part of the “American Pie” generation certainly contributed to this feeling. I had girlfriends in 11th and 12th grade but in the parlance of Catholic High School students we did “everything but”.

It was close to the end of the first semester of university, I was living in the on-campus dorms which had mixed gender housing. There was an event space on the main floor that the Student Union occasionally used to throw fundraising “pub nights”. Cheap beer combined with students just legal enough to drink and free condoms (the resident advisors were given a budget to keep sex safe) generally meant wild nights for many of my peers.

Oddly enough, my night was wild because I wasn’t feeling into drinking (a rarity for me) and I left early and returned to my floor. It was quiet with most people out enjoying either the pub night or some other Friday night activity. In the common lounge Vanessa was sitting on the couch watching superhero cartoons (Justice League Unlimited), her study materials on the table being rightfully ignored. Vanessa was a cute, geeky, chubby girl with her light brown hair tied into an unassuming ponytail and wore an oversized University hoodie and sweats - the uniform of staying in and studying.

I, feeling bold, asked if I could sit with her and watch, she nodded and I sat a respectful distance away from her on the couch. I hadn’t watched superhero cartoons since I was a kid and was surprised to learn that the Batman Animated Series was still producing spinoffs in the mid-2000s. She was a bit of a nerd about it, explaining the characters' relationships and we watched a few episodes back-to-back while talking and getting to know each other before the channel started playing other shows (this was pre-streaming).

“I have the older Justice League series on DVD, I’d invite you over to watch but my roommate’s boyfriend is over.” She explained.

“I have a single room and a DVD player, if you can get the DVD without interrupting anything you can come over to my room and watch.” I offered, she smiled and said she’d be over in a couple of minutes. I rushed to my room - our dorms had these futon-ish beds that converted to couches so I quickly made the bed, tidied up, and switched the bed to couch mode so as to not seem so forward. A moment late Vanessa knocked on my door and came into my room.

As we sat on the couch watching TV, she leaned into me and I wrapped my arm around her. A few moments later I leaned in and kissed her cheek, she turned to face me and kissed my lips. If I had known children’s cartoons could be such an aphrodisiac I would have never stopped watching them. Our kisses evolved from gentle, exploratory pecks into deep lust filled kisses, our tongues dancing with each other as we held each other close. Feeling bold I slid my hand up her hoodie and started caressing her breasts over her bra, tracing a nipple with my fingers as she gasped in pleasure. She leaned in and gently bit my ear and the warmth of her breath on me made my cock jump in my pants.

She leaned back and pulled her sweater off, quickly followed by her bra. She was thick and beautiful, with large tits and pale ghostly nipples, chubby in a way that made her look like a renaissance painting. My shirt followed suit and I pulled her close again, feeling her tits press against my chest as I kissed first her lips then started working down her neck. She ran her hands up and down my back as my lips brushed gently down her neck and then over her shoulder. I leaned down and let my tongue trace one of her nipples then kissing it before moving to the other and giving it the same treatment.

“Suck them,” She whispered to me. Always a gentleman, I obliged; I took one into my mouth and suckled gently making her melt. I moved from one nipple to the other, suckling each with all the passion and desire my virgin body had to give. My hands reached down and started pulling her sweatpants off, we had to disengage so I could get them all the way off. I took a moment to drink in her form, she let her chubby pussy hair grow out naturally - the first woman I had been with to do so. I sat back down next to her and my face latched right onto her breasts again, while a hand wandered down to start stroking her already wet pussy.

I teased her pussy lips with my finger, gathering her juices so that I could stroke her clit. Vanessa gasped at this and I looked up to see a look of pure pleasure on her face. I smiled to myself as I suckled and licked at her nipples and my finger explored her beautiful cunt. When I felt she was ready I took two fingers and slowly slid them inside of her making her cry out; I prayed the heavy concrete walls of the dorm would keep it from carrying too far.

“Please, fuck me.” She asked.

I stood her up, kissing her deeply and letting my hands reach around to grip her big ass. She reached down to unbutton my jeans and my hard cock was already poking out of my boxers. As we kissed she stroked me making sure I was rock hard for her. I converted the dorm futon back into a bed and she lay down on it. Dropping my boxers, my uncut cock bobbed in front of me, I grabbed a condom from my drawer and rolled it onto my throbbing cock. She spread her legs for me and laying on top of her I slowly pushed into her pussy, losing my virginity.

“It’s been so long,” she muttered as I filled her. Part of me wanted to joke that it had been longer for me but I didn’t want to ruin the moment. I started slowly, romantically fucking her, leaning down to kiss and suckle her pale tits. Slight marks were starting to form as I nipped across her breasts while filling her snug pussy. Watching her tits jiggle as I fucked her was the most erotic sight I could imagine, until I looked at her face contorted with pleasure.

I’d like to claim I was some sort of stud, making her cum with my cock after a long fuck, but within 10 minutes or so (although it felt like an eternity) I warned her I was going to cum. I started pulsing as I filled the condom with my sticky, hot cum. I took a moment laying next to her before I kissed my way down her body to bring my face down to her freshly fucked pussy. I started suckling on her clit the way one of my highschool girlfriends always enjoyed while sliding my two fingers back into her.

I was uncomfortable, half on the bed, half on the floor, but I was determined to make her cum. The taste of her sweet, wet pussy drove me wild as I lapped and suckled on her clit and rotated my fingers around and in and out.

“Oh yes, oh yes.” She cried out as her hips bucked and trembled making her beautiful body jiggle. I didn’t let up knowing she was close, the sounds of her juicy pussy getting finger fucked filled the room and she let out a scream as she came, convulsing against me. She asked me to stop once her orgasm subsided and I crawled onto the small dorm bed next to her and we cuddled and fell asleep exhausted and satisfied.

© 2026 rjstclair

 

[Buttercake]

Nice stories.

 

[lamythefirst]

Nice stories.

You're welcome, my friend.

 

[RodinParis]

"Losing my Virginity" by rjstclair:

I didn’t lose my virginity until my first year of university. I felt like a late bloomer even if 19 wasn’t that late - the combination of coming from a small town where 50% of my graduating class was married and expecting kids by 19 with being part of the “American Pie” generation certainly contributed to this feeling. I had girlfriends in 11th and 12th grade but in the parlance of Catholic High School students we did “everything but”.

It was close to the end of the first semester of university, I was living in the on-campus dorms which had mixed gender housing. There was an event space on the main floor that the Student Union occasionally used to throw fundraising “pub nights”. Cheap beer combined with students just legal enough to drink and free condoms (the resident advisors were given a budget to keep sex safe) generally meant wild nights for many of my peers.

Oddly enough, my night was wild because I wasn’t feeling into drinking (a rarity for me) and I left early and returned to my floor. It was quiet with most people out enjoying either the pub night or some other Friday night activity. In the common lounge Vanessa was sitting on the couch watching superhero cartoons (Justice League Unlimited), her study materials on the table being rightfully ignored. Vanessa was a cute, geeky, chubby girl with her light brown hair tied into an unassuming ponytail and wore an oversized University hoodie and sweats - the uniform of staying in and studying.

I, feeling bold, asked if I could sit with her and watch, she nodded and I sat a respectful distance away from her on the couch. I hadn’t watched superhero cartoons since I was a kid and was surprised to learn that the Batman Animated Series was still producing spinoffs in the mid-2000s. She was a bit of a nerd about it, explaining the characters' relationships and we watched a few episodes back-to-back while talking and getting to know each other before the channel started playing other shows (this was pre-streaming).

“I have the older Justice League series on DVD, I’d invite you over to watch but my roommate’s boyfriend is over.” She explained.

“I have a single room and a DVD player, if you can get the DVD without interrupting anything you can come over to my room and watch.” I offered, she smiled and said she’d be over in a couple of minutes. I rushed to my room - our dorms had these futon-ish beds that converted to couches so I quickly made the bed, tidied up, and switched the bed to couch mode so as to not seem so forward. A moment late Vanessa knocked on my door and came into my room.

As we sat on the couch watching TV, she leaned into me and I wrapped my arm around her. A few moments later I leaned in and kissed her cheek, she turned to face me and kissed my lips. If I had known children’s cartoons could be such an aphrodisiac I would have never stopped watching them. Our kisses evolved from gentle, exploratory pecks into deep lust filled kisses, our tongues dancing with each other as we held each other close. Feeling bold I slid my hand up her hoodie and started caressing her breasts over her bra, tracing a nipple with my fingers as she gasped in pleasure. She leaned in and gently bit my ear and the warmth of her breath on me made my cock jump in my pants.

She leaned back and pulled her sweater off, quickly followed by her bra. She was thick and beautiful, with large tits and pale ghostly nipples, chubby in a way that made her look like a renaissance painting. My shirt followed suit and I pulled her close again, feeling her tits press against my chest as I kissed first her lips then started working down her neck. She ran her hands up and down my back as my lips brushed gently down her neck and then over her shoulder. I leaned down and let my tongue trace one of her nipples then kissing it before moving to the other and giving it the same treatment.

“Suck them,” She whispered to me. Always a gentleman, I obliged; I took one into my mouth and suckled gently making her melt. I moved from one nipple to the other, suckling each with all the passion and desire my virgin body had to give. My hands reached down and started pulling her sweatpants off, we had to disengage so I could get them all the way off. I took a moment to drink in her form, she let her chubby pussy hair grow out naturally - the first woman I had been with to do so. I sat back down next to her and my face latched right onto her breasts again, while a hand wandered down to start stroking her already wet pussy.

I teased her pussy lips with my finger, gathering her juices so that I could stroke her clit. Vanessa gasped at this and I looked up to see a look of pure pleasure on her face. I smiled to myself as I suckled and licked at her nipples and my finger explored her beautiful cunt. When I felt she was ready I took two fingers and slowly slid them inside of her making her cry out; I prayed the heavy concrete walls of the dorm would keep it from carrying too far.

“Please, fuck me.” She asked.

I stood her up, kissing her deeply and letting my hands reach around to grip her big ass. She reached down to unbutton my jeans and my hard cock was already poking out of my boxers. As we kissed she stroked me making sure I was rock hard for her. I converted the dorm futon back into a bed and she lay down on it. Dropping my boxers, my uncut cock bobbed in front of me, I grabbed a condom from my drawer and rolled it onto my throbbing cock. She spread her legs for me and laying on top of her I slowly pushed into her pussy, losing my virginity.

“It’s been so long,” she muttered as I filled her. Part of me wanted to joke that it had been longer for me but I didn’t want to ruin the moment. I started slowly, romantically fucking her, leaning down to kiss and suckle her pale tits. Slight marks were starting to form as I nipped across her breasts while filling her snug pussy. Watching her tits jiggle as I fucked her was the most erotic sight I could imagine, until I looked at her face contorted with pleasure.

I’d like to claim I was some sort of stud, making her cum with my cock after a long fuck, but within 10 minutes or so (although it felt like an eternity) I warned her I was going to cum. I started pulsing as I filled the condom with my sticky, hot cum. I took a moment laying next to her before I kissed my way down her body to bring my face down to her freshly fucked pussy. I started suckling on her clit the way one of my highschool girlfriends always enjoyed while sliding my two fingers back into her.

I was uncomfortable, half on the bed, half on the floor, but I was determined to make her cum. The taste of her sweet, wet pussy drove me wild as I lapped and suckled on her clit and rotated my fingers around and in and out.

“Oh yes, oh yes.” She cried out as her hips bucked and trembled making her beautiful body jiggle. I didn’t let up knowing she was close, the sounds of her juicy pussy getting finger fucked filled the room and she let out a scream as she came, convulsing against me. She asked me to stop once her orgasm subsided and I crawled onto the small dorm bed next to her and we cuddled and fell asleep exhausted and satisfied.

© 2026 rjstclair

So realistic - beautiful descriptive prose

 

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So realistic - beautiful descriptive prose

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