Kinkiest real life experiences

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My roommate and I were very comfortable with each other so we often went around the apartment we had nude, underwear and such. During parties or with people over I usually was dressed. She would always start peeling layers off as she drunk. It was very common for her to be down to underwear or lingerie by the end of parties.

They got to that point months after I entered their lives - and into their kitchen LOL. We didn't throw parties much, since one was pre-Law, another Biology/Pre-Med and needed to study, usually had some friends over for wine, beer, and food (I provided from the Italian joint where I worked). I was a nudist, so maybe I wore clothes, maybe not.
 
They got to that point months after I entered their lives - and into their kitchen LOL. We didn't throw parties much, since one was pre-Law, another Biology/Pre-Med and needed to study, usually had some friends over for wine, beer, and food (I provided from the Italian joint where I worked). I was a nudist, so maybe I wore clothes, maybe not.

I was a computer science major but also worked at the IT lab for the college so I did a lot of my homework then and during the week. My roommate was an education major and did most of hers at school as well.
 
I was a computer science major but also worked at the IT lab for the college so I did a lot of my homework then and during the week. My roommate was an education major and did most of hers at school as well.

Computer Science major as well! I worked at the restaurant so I could have spending money, the free food the owner's mother gave to me for us was a very welcomed benefit LOL Downstairs neighbors were a divorced mom with two daughters, and they were quiet, thank GOD! Except when I brought home half cakes and pies. It was like they knew, they all knew LOL
 
Computer Science major as well! I worked at the restaurant so I could have spending money, the free food the owner's mother gave to me for us was a very welcomed benefit LOL Downstairs neighbors were a divorced mom with two daughters, and they were quiet, thank GOD! Except when I brought home half cakes and pies. It was like they knew, they all knew LOL

Our building was all college students so on the weekend all the doors were usually open and people just went from apartment to apartment.
 
Our building was all college students so on the weekend all the doors were usually open and people just went from apartment to apartment.

We had the top floor flat of an old building in upstate NY, across from the 4-year-school where the roommates attended, I was at the community college except for an American History class. Rent was cheap, thanks to it being 1982-83 and Pell grants.
 
We had the top floor flat of an old building in upstate NY, across from the 4-year-school where the roommates attended, I was at the community college except for an American History class. Rent was cheap, thanks to it being 1982-83 and Pell grants.

Our rent was income based and if you worked work study or on campus they didn't consider that to be part of income so I paid $25 a month.
 
Our rent was income based and if you worked work study or on campus they didn't consider that to be part of income so I paid $25 a month.

Lucky shit!
Mine was $125, that included cable, so we got Skinemax! LOL
Federal government paid for it, through Pell grants and my parents being dirt poor.
 
Lucky shit!
Mine was $125, that included cable, so we got Skinemax! LOL
Federal government paid for it, through Pell grants and my parents being dirt poor.

I paid for the cable in our apartment since it was like $50 a month at the time and my roommate was a waitress so she was paying close to $200 a month in rent.
 
I paid for the cable in our apartment since it was like $50 a month at the time and my roommate was a waitress so she was paying close to $200 a month in rent.

I miss those days: Doing my Pre-Calc homework in the "dining room" and having the roommates in the living area in my hockey jerseys and nothing else *sigh*

We all paid the same, landlord was a nice guy, afraid of his wife who set the rent amount LOL
 
I miss those days: Doing my Pre-Calc homework in the "dining room" and having the roommates in the living area in my hockey jerseys and nothing else *sigh*

We all paid the same, landlord was a nice guy, afraid of his wife who set the rent amount LOL

Our apartment was college owned.
 
Our apartment was college owned.

Again, lucky!

This was in the early '80s, schools didn't think like that, plus the community colleges in the State University of New York system had no dorms, so it was looking for an empty room near the 4-year-school in the city.

It was closer to my job - 3 blocks - than to my school - half mile. But as an athlete, it felt like a quarter mile.
 
Again, lucky!

This was in the early '80s, schools didn't think like that, plus the community colleges in the State University of New York system had no dorms, so it was looking for an empty room near the 4-year-school in the city.

It was closer to my job - 3 blocks - than to my school - half mile. But as an athlete, it felt like a quarter mile.

Ours you came in the front door and were in the living room which opened to a small dining room/kitchen. There was one hall off of the living room that went to the two bedrooms and the bathroom.
 
Ours you came in the front door and were in the living room which opened to a small dining room/kitchen. There was one hall off of the living room that went to the two bedrooms and the bathroom.

We had the door to the left, locked, then up stairs to an anteroom - boots and wet shit went there - open the door and you're in the dining/living area. Three bedrooms on a hall to the kitchen, mine was off the kitchen. An old fashioned, early 20th century flat. Creaked in the wind. Haunted. Quiet. And the stories it would tell of two BBWs, a curvy Pre-Law student, and myself ;)
 
We had the door to the left, locked, then up stairs to an anteroom - boots and wet shit went there - open the door and you're in the dining/living area. Three bedrooms on a hall to the kitchen, mine was off the kitchen. An old fashioned, early 20th century flat. Creaked in the wind. Haunted. Quiet. And the stories it would tell of two BBWs, a curvy Pre-Law student, and myself ;)

I think a lot of college apartments and dorm could tell some crazy stories.
 
Would be fun to read I am sure.

Would be, if you're into half naked women watching Skinemax softcore porn - porn with plots LOL - and trying not to be noticed as they touch themselves ;)

Or the "Truth or Dare" games.
 
Looking back, my college years were a bit kinky. A lot of fun with some free spirits that help me come out of my shell.
 
I first cheated will h a guy I knew from highschool. I met up with him at the gym. He groppinng me our entire workout. After I work out he asked if I can really let him grab my tits.
I drove and behind the gym and lifted up my sports bra. He started going nuts on me, and it ended up with him bending me over on my hood. We were caught because if how loud I was by 20 people from our gym. They all knew us. It was great.
 
I first cheated will h a guy I knew from highschool. I met up with him at the gym. He groppinng me our entire workout. After I work out he asked if I can really let him grab my tits.
I drove and behind the gym and lifted up my sports bra. He started going nuts on me, and it ended up with him bending me over on my hood. We were caught because if how loud I was by 20 people from our gym. They all knew us. It was great.

I would start gong to the gym if I knew that was going to happen...
 
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