Wikichan/TT-Kun
TT-Kun was a wikichan article about some bro.
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TT-Kun (Tables Turned-Kun) is a man who posted a ton of his sexual escapades on 4chan in the Postit Tits thread. Even though his stories were generally told to give examples, most of them were hot/interesting enough to derail the thread into "fuck your sister TT-kun tell more stories". His stories were so interesting that his thread lasted over 24 hours, filling up with more posts than a garden variety sticky.
TT-Kun's conquest
Posts inspired by TT-kun's conquests (posted by Anonymous on request)
The self-induced orgasm
Since I'm telling sex stories tonight, instead of preparing for finals or sleeping, I'll do a few more from my limited experiences.
By far one of the flat out sexiest things I have ever seen was a fully clothed woman bring herself to orgasm just by willing it. There was good mix of about six of us hanging out in the wee hours of the morning when everything sounds like a good idea, and we were talking about what special talents we had. So this girl says she can have an orgasm just by contracting her muscles and of course we all demand a demonstration right on the spot. Now Heather is this adorable person, just cute as can be, with a soft sort of voice that I find really attractive, and she's wearing this sexy outfit that shows some skin and was an odd mix of pinstripes and lace; so everyone in the room wants to see this, even the other girls.
She agrees to it without too much prompting from anyone. It had been one of those sorts of nights, I'd snorted shaving cream as a dare, someone else had tried to snort a nipple (doesn't work too well, but funny to watch), and basicly we'd all embarased ourselves anyway. So she lays down on the floor with her hands at her sides and she raises up her legs a little to get some muscle tension going.
All eyes are on her, and despite how much was left to the imagination it got really erotic really fast. No one made a sound, the only noise was quiet little noises she made as she lay there. She had this look of complete concentration on her face, and she slowly raised and lowered her legs just the littlest bit for stimulation.
No one moved at all besides her, and you could hear her breathing get faster as she pleasured herself. Just the tinyest grunts of concentration and lust, but it was really intense somehow. And finally after about five minutes of so of laying there barely moving, she let out this long slow sigh of contentment, and from the way she sort of shivered on the floor you could tell she was having an orgasm. Nothing faked or theatrical about it, it was private, strange, intimate, subtle, and above all sensual. Definetly one of the coolest things I've ever seen.
Drunken lesbian tits
The first girl who ever let me touch her breasts was a lesbian, or so she said anyway. She was tall and attractive in sort of a husky masculine way, but very charming none the less. She'd been flashing pretty much everyone all night, and it came out after a while that she wasn't wearing any panties under her denim skirt. I was extrodinarily drunk at this party, probably as drunk as I've been, and it became clear I was just going to have to stay the night because I'd get lost going home. Actually, now that I think about it I had my cat ears on again, hmm, how odd.
Anyway one by one people are leaving and I'm oblivious to it. I'm sitting in the kitchen with the hostess who is an old highschool friend of mine and this black kid named mike who I'd just met. Funny enough I'd seen his cock and her tits that night too; he'd been dared to show, and I'd been talking to her while she was changing. For reasons that elude me now I go back into the living room and there is the lesbian lying on the couch about to pass out. I ask her how its going, and she just smiles this completely sloshed smile and lifts up her shirt and then lowers it back teasingly. I gave her this really pouty face and she shows me her breasts again and this time I lean over and give them a nice long squeeze for like ten seconds. But like I said, I'm way too drunk at this point to think clearly, so despite there being a drunk lesbian on the couch who isn't wearing panties and who just let me grope her, I say goodnight and stumble back into the kitchen to resume whatever conversation we'd been having. I ended up sleeping on that couch about two hours later when I was just starting sober up, and I spent the whole night tossing and turning while I had dreams about going down on her. ;_;
Sci-fi convention
My first kiss was to a married woman. I was at a hotel room party at a sci-fi convention and she recruited me to help her go out into the crowd and advertise it with her. I was dressed in a cute pink and black outfit, with hooker pink nail polish and kitten ears and a tail on. What can I say, I'm a bit of a trap. Her nickname was Kitten, so we were Cat and Kitten. We had fun handing out gaudy beads with the party information on them and that's how we met. She was nearing middle aged, a little overweight but still attractive and she had a very fun personality. She was dressed in a tight leather corset that barely contained her boobs, and they were the real advertisment to most of the people we talked to.
I go off to do other stuff after we run out of bead and return to the party about an hour or so later. Things are in full swing, the room is full of smoke, and they are just getting into the good scotch. Kitten greets me at the door and she's changed the straps on her corset so her breasts are in full view now, nipples exposed to the world. Things go like parties do, and I get a little drunk on a few bottles of hard lemonade. She sends me off to the bathroom where they've got the beer in ice in the tub to fetch her a drink and when I hand it to her she surprises me with a kiss. It was just a friendly one, it just lasts a second, but it was still my first. We both kind of giggle about it and go back to socializing. Over the course of the night everytime we meet she gives me one of these sort of playful kisses, in full view of her husband I should add.
Its starting to get late and the party is winding down in a way. The casual people have left and everyone who is still there are people who know each other. The mood is different, there is a couple who are obviously fucking with their clothes on on the bed. The girl who had been sitting in my lap and flirting goes back to her boyfriend and I'm alone again. Kitten ends up catching me and kissing me again, still these short light kisses, but it feels a little more serious now. She gives me a big hug and I'm pressed against her bare breasts.
I'm startled as her husband comes up behind me, and suddenly I'm sandwiched between the two of them. He's got as much leather and metal on as her, but he's seriously not an attractive fellow. He jokes that if I keep it up like this they might just end up taking me home. I flirt back a little even though I didn't want anything to do with him. He tells me I'd be on the bottom and I feel him thrust behind me. I know his type, he's got collars, chains, restraints with him at the convention, and neither of them are terribly attractive anyway. Interesting, but not what I want for my first time. Besides, I have a concert to go to that I've been looking forward to all year. I decide that the game is over so I nimbly slide out from between the two of them, but not before running my palm ever so lightly over Kitten's nipples as I turn away. I flash her a grin, and she laughs and it all ends up good. But that's the story of my first kiss.