HIII FRIENDS ya girl is back with another story from this past weekend. It was unexpectedly HOT to me but I ALSO feel a bit guilty. Ok let’s get into it.

Last Saturday, it was my Friendsgiving. It was mostly my sorority sisters and I but there were also some guys there if enough of us knew them.

It was supposed to be a wholesome night. Good food, good company, and good vibes. Alcohol and drugs were also involved.

I only intended on drinking, but the vibes were vibing ANDDD my sorority sis (we’ll call her Kim) surprisingly brought ORANGE TESLAS (ecstasy). Fuck… those are the best.

Sooo ya girl got peer pressured into taking them along with maybe seven other people (including Kim and her crush).

It is now late (prob 1am) in this big ass Airbnb we rented out. Although the party was still going strong, I started to feel a bit floored from the strength of the entire pill (and maybe too much alcohol too). I decided to let the host (Kim) know that I’m gonna lay down. She assigned on... continue reading

For starters, my friend just got out of the military and has been staying with us while he gets his civilian life going again.

He and my wife have a sort of love/hate relationship, they’re always arguing or bickering with each other but not in a malicious way. They work out together alot too so i know it’s nothing mean.

We all usually watch a show at the end of the night, but I get up earlier than them so I usually go to bed first and leave them to finish together.

We have two couches. One couch fits one person but the other fits two. Sometimes I share it with my wife and other times sit on the single one by myself.

Earlier that day my wife was folding clothes and my friend was laughing and remarked that one of her thongs was ‘useless because it barely covers anything.’ My wife was like well it covers enough so no it’s not useless. It’s the same size as a bikini bottom in front so what’s the difference? My friend said okay if it’s the same as a bikini bottom then you should be... continue reading

I am a little inexperienced when it comes to, well, girls. It's harder to pick up girls. You flirt with them but they think you're just being nice. It's all kind of frustrating. I felt so misunderstood until I met Emily.

Emily was around five years older than me and shorter than me, strangely enough. She hit the gym a lot and seemed very very relaxed. When she hit me up I was surprised. She asked me if I wanted to go to her apartment and I had butterflies in my stomach the whole time.

When we got there she took me straight to the bedroom and laid me down on her bed. She eased my leggings off and pulled off my panties.

"Number one rule in my bed," she said. "You cum as many times as humanly possible."

I thought she was just talking a big game. Then she parted my thighs and moved to lick my pussy.

I had heard of stone cold tops before. Women who get off by getting others off. They don't ask for anything in return, it's the giving that gets them going. And jesus fucking christ did th... continue reading

A few nights ago, I stayed over at my girlfriend's house. We fucked a lot and then cuddled and fell asleep. It was a great night.

Late the next morning she woke up before me and left the bedroom. At some point she ran in the bedroom yelling, waking me up. She climbed on top of my chest facing me. Our friend Kim then came into the bedroom. She was completely naked. At this point, I knew that I was about to get fucked. gf was still in her underwear. I asked her if we were going to have a threesome and she said no. She said Kim was feeling selfish and didn't want to share me. Kim didn't have to worry about taking my clothes off since I slept naked. She grabbed my dick and started blowing me. Getting a blow job first thing in the morning is awesome.

After a few minutes, Kim climbed on top of me. She started fucking me reverse cowgirl. So gf was just on top of me so I wouldn't move. But then again I'm being fucked so why would I want to move?

Kim was fucking me so ha... continue reading

I love it when men talk about their dreams—the Beautiful Princess or Queen they want to serve. For many, this remains just a fantasy, but for me, this dream has become reality. I am a Mistress, and one man gave me seven years of his life—seven years of devotion, pain, trust, and submission that have become part of my soul, part of my world. Our acquaintance began timidly: he came to test himself, his limits, to understand how much he could trust a woman who takes complete control. In his gaze, I noticed a mixture of timidity and quiet delight, a desire to surrender, trembling and tension, but most importantly—a willingness to be mine. The first punishment was a test. I made him kneel before me and selected a whip, a belt, and a cane. "Lower your head," I ordered, and his voice trembled: "Yes, Mistress." Strike after strike fell on his skin, leaving stripes and marks. His breathing quickened, his body tensed, he fought back a scream but did not beg for mercy. "Say... continue reading

I swear my sister has a sixth sense for when things are going well for me. So spoiled and self-centered, she always made a point to turn the attention to herself. It’s bad enough that she’s objectively beautiful with a slim body and big tits. And I don’t know why I was even surprised when she walked into the house.

Day = ruined.

She claimed to be in town to see friends. And seeing me with a man for the first time brought her to her old ways. It was bad enough to always hear “your sister is so hot,” but she was now actively trying to take a man away from me. I went from feeling like a goddess to the dejected girl.

It culminated when she came downstairs completely nude after her shower because she “forgot” to bring her clothes upstairs with her. As she made a point to show off her body to him, I moved to the kitchen to start prepping dinner. He joined me after she walked away to start peeling potatoes.

“What a self-centered bitch.” He muttered.

…

I hated needing reassurance, but it... continue reading

This happened last night. I made an r4r post last night looking for a FWB and got messaged by a woman. It simply said "I'm at <hotel>, come use me" with a sexy picture in the mirror in her night blouse. We exchanged pics and found each other hot. She was Asian, about 5'2, petite, amazing little stacked body with sexy tasteful tattoos across her body. I'm 6'0, bearded, athletic, about 190lb with a lumberjack build. We exchanged test results and safe words before I told her I'd be there within the hour. She said she wasn't on birth control and that I should cum in her ass.

I've done some crazy things in my life but I was definitely still a bit nervous driving over. I was collected by the time I got there and ran into a bit of a problem - the lobby worker wouldn't let me go up since there were no visitors allowed late. I messaged her and she called down saying I was her brother and that I'd be quick (lol). Meanwhile I previously told the worker I was here for a friend, but we had n... continue reading

Recently, my girlfriend and two of our female friends were over at my place. We were all drinking, playing truth or dare. it started off slow. We all kissed each other. All of the girls showed everybody their boobs. I was down to my underwear.

For one of my turns I chose dare. One of the friends dared me to pull out my dick so they could see how big it was. I pulled my underwear down. At this point, I was standing naked in front of everybody with a nice big hard on. Then gf got on her knees and started blowing me, which was a huge surprise. The two friends were shocked, cause they didn't expect that. I didn't expect it either. It was a nice sloppy blowjob. I lasted for a long time which really impressed the two friends. I was rubbing gf's head as it got more intense.

After a while, I let out a big moan and came in my girlfriend's mouth. She swallowed my load, then stood up and made out with me. At this point my dick was still hard. She grabbed my dick with her hand and said, "This... continue reading

So I’m still seeing Mark, the guy who kinda catfished me on Hinge. Said he's 45, divorced, hot pics. Ended up being 55 years old, the “married but separated” bullshit. Whatever. His dick is thick and he fucks good, so I kept answering his texts.

We usually meet in cheap hotels, but he finally asks me over for dinner and to stay the night at his house. I get excited and pack my sluttiest overnight stuff: tiny pink VS sheer babydoll gown that’s completely see-through, matching crotchless thong underneath.

I get there, he’s got dinner ready, we’re on the second bottle of wine and his hand is already between my legs. I’m so ready to get things rolling. One more minute and he would’ve been inside me right on the living room couch. Then the front door opens.

This woman walks in: “Mark, who the fuck is she?”

He freezes, then goes, “Hey babe, this is Kayla... huh... she’s Tim’s girlfriend. She’s staying over tonight and we're just chatting before they head to sleep.”

I almost spit my win... continue reading

But it isn’t what you think. But it IS slutty :)

All our kids are adults and came home this week. They overran our house and had friends over etc. I looked at my husband around lunch yesterday and said “I really need my ass fucked tonight and I don’t think that’s going to be possible now”.

He thought for a second and said “pack our shit, let’s go downtown”. So off we went…

Downtown early in the week is the right time. Very few people down here on a Monday, especially on a holiday week…we had our way with easy dinner reservations, walking into mostly empty bars. It’s wonderful.

I wore really tight jeans (I have super strong legs) and red 4” heels with a blouse that had all my cleavage out. I had to use adhesive to keep my nipples from showing. My veins showed all night. My sexual energy was really high and the men watching knew it. My skinned was oiled and glowing…

I’m lying here now with a sore throat…he fucked my throat like it was my pussy…my asshole is not only sore (the go... continue reading

I live in a share house (3m 2f in our early 30s) with a backyard sauna. A few times a week you’ll find at least one of us in there at the end of the day, especially in the colder months. It’s a bit of a mixed bag for nudity: Saskia (the German) insists that the only true sauna is a nude one, and rarely covers up with a towel. I don’t like to wear anything but will keep a towel on to save embarrassment. The other girl, Marianna (the hotter of the two!) will usually go topless but keeps a towel around her most of the time, and her bikini bottoms underneath. I try not to be too obvious, but I always enjoy ogling some sweaty boobs while I relax.

This Sunday night I was having a steam after a tough week when I was joined by Mariana. She had been for a big charity bike ride the previous day and was complaining all weekend about how sore her legs and butt was. Once she had warmed up in the sauna she started stretching her legs to try to work out some of the tightness, meaning her towel kept... continue reading

I dated my ex, Lauren, all through high school. She came from a family of athletic people. Her father was a small time former gym owner. Her mother, Alexis, was a former personal trainer/sports trainer and her sister Jessie was a cross country participant. I was a lowly soccer/football player when we dated. Her family almost immediately welcomed me in and I began to train with them on the daily. Eventually Lauren's father died. Around that time I found out Lauren was cheating on me with a gym trainer named Chad. Chad was also on my rival sports team. He eneded up finishing my season early by breaking my right leg deliberately. Lauren also cut ties with her family and moved in with Chad.

Jessie and Alexis messaged me after my injury to see how I was going. They also offered to give me free upper arm workouts and rehab my leg while i was recovering.

After two weeks of lounging around my apartment bored, I messaged Jessie to ask if the training was still available. She said that it was... continue reading

Anya woke up in the morning; her husband was already at work. She lay in her white bed, wearing a black nightgown with thin straps, naked, her nipples protruding. Anya picked up her laptop, opened it, and went to the website of the café where she'd been married the day before yesterday. She opened a photo of herself kneeling in a white wedding dress, a white veil covering her head, surrounded by Caucasian men. She stared at the photo and recalled how this group of ten men had fucked her mouth, how she'd taken turns taking black cocks and sucking their heads. The girl's left hand moved down to her smoothly shaved pussy, and she placed her palm on her already wet pussy and began to caress her labia, brushing her clitoris with her index finger. With her right hand, she exposed her right breast, which lay over her black nightgown, and with two fingers began to squeeze her pink nipple, occasionally making circles with her fingers over her pink areola. The girl remembered how... continue reading

Where: My house during football game watch party with about 15 people - a random assortment of guys and girls. I lived with four roommates at the time.

When: I was 20, and a junior in college.

Who: Me and some random chick, I don't even remember her name. (I'll call her Mary because why not) I certainly remember what she looked like.

At this time in my life, I was working out about 5 times a week, in college, and things were coasting. I was 6'2", about 190 pounds, and in very good shape. I had visible abs, nice arms, and I regularly got attention from girls. I was also lucky, because I went to a smallish private college that was about 55% women.

Mary was hot. She was a freshman, and this was in the late fall semester, so she was relatively new to the school. She was 5'8", thin and athletic. Pretty face - beautiful eyes. Dark skin, but not ethnic - sort of olive. [Jessica Alba](https://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-14575751/Jessica-Alba-ripped-bikini-body-tropical-getaway-k... continue reading

My best friend invited me to her family’s lake cabin for the long weekend. Her dad has always been the hot, quiet, divorced type: tall, grey hair, always in flannel and jeans that fit way too well.

Saturday night everyone’s asleep by midnight except me. I sneak out in just an oversized hoodie and bikini bottoms, needing air. He’s already out there, beer in hand, fire pit glowing low.

He doesn’t say anything, just pats the lounge chair beside him. I sit. Two beers later his hand is on my bare thigh, thumb tracing higher and higher until he finds out I’m wearing nothing under the hoodie.

He leans in, voice rough: “You’ve been teasing me all weekend in that little bikini.”

I bite my lip, whisper back: “I was hoping you’d notice.”

Next thing I know he’s carrying me to where the hot tub is, hidden by shadows. Hoodie gone, bikini bottoms ripped off. He bends me over the railing, lake black and still below us.

He drops to his knees, spreads my cheeks, tongue circling my ass slow and del... continue reading

So this happened a few winters back during the holiday season.

I was back in my home city visiting family for the holidays, along with my sister. We both have moved away to different cities, so we like to get together with old friends when we are back.

One night, I had gotten back from a late gym session when my sister had a group of her friends over for some pre drinks before they went out. I said hello to everyone, and I could tell that they were already a few drinks in and having a good time. I didn't think much of it, and went to have a shower.

I'm doing my think in the shower when I hear a knock on the bathroom door, and a voice that sounded like my sisters friend Samantha.

"Hey, can I come in? I really have to pee, and I promise I won't look."

There were other bathrooms in the house, but she said they were occupied.

I agreed to let her in so that she could do her business. However, I was feeling a little cheeky. The shower was a walk in with a glass partition, so you could... continue reading

It's getting chilly here and I just love this time of year. Don't get me wrong, I like the heat and wearing next to nothing, but there is something about slipping into the covers and pulling up a  video on my phone and touching myself. Did you know women are more likely to orgasm if they're wearing socks during sex? Now you do.

So I put on my fuzzy socks and got into bed. I pulled up a video and started at it. My vibrator was pressed against my clit and yet I couldn't get myself to cum. I pulled out all my toys and bounced on my dildo but it was like my body knew it wasn't the real thing.

It was getting late and I was nowhere close to sleep or cumming. I groaned in frustration, tossed my phone and my toys aside and walked down the hall.

Max sleeps by himself down the hall, but I know his bed is big enough for two. I didn't bother knocking before throwing his door open and walking right in. I sat on the edge of the bed as he struggled to wake up.

"What's wrong?" he asked, still half... continue reading

DISCLAIMER: This is a repost of a post I made months ago. I have made tiny edits for clarity. Enjoy. ;)

A few months ago, I was supposed to go run some errands with my MIL. We had set a time early in the morning but things weren’t working out for her so she said she would call me when she was finally on her way.

So I just laid in bed cuddling my hubby. He was REALLY hard this morning. And although I really wanted to fuck him, I just played it cool and didn’t try to start anything since I would get that call at any moment.

Anyway, she calls and tells me she’s 10 mins away. So I rush out of bed. I’m just wearing a t-shirt and some VERY short shorts. I quickly take off the shirt and put on a bra. I dump out the clean laundry basket on the floor to try to find clothes to put on. I’m on the floor looking, when my hubby gets out of bed and goes over to where I am. I can see his super noticeable boner through his thin sleeping pants. No boxers. He gets to me and just whips out his cock, gr... continue reading

So this happened a few winters back during the holiday season.

I was back in my home city visiting family for the holidays, along with my sister. We both have moved away to different cities, so we like to get together with old friends when we are back.

One night, I had gotten back from a late gym session when my sister had a group of her friends over for some pre drinks before they went out. I said hello to everyone, and I could tell that they were already a few drinks in and having a good time. I didn't think much of it, and went to have a shower.

I'm doing my think in the shower when I hear a knock on the bathroom door, and a voice that sounded like my sisters friend Samantha.

"Hey, can I come in? I really have to pee, and I promise I won't look."

There were other bathrooms in the house, but she said they were occupied.

I agreed to let her in so that she could do her business. However, I was feeling a little cheeky. The shower was a walk in with a glass partition, so you could... continue reading

The story was written to order for my beloved reader and published with his approval. Background: The Perfect Cell Yana married Oleg at twenty-two. He was ten years older, confident, and as steady as a Swiss watch. He was the epitome of success: a burgeoning career, an expensive car, a spacious apartment in a prestigious neighborhood. For many of her friends, she had won the lottery of life. But after three years of marriage, Yana realized she'd won a ticket into a gilded cage, albeit a cage nonetheless. Their life was scheduled down to the minute: Oleg's work, his business dinners, their rare social outings where he'd talk business deals and she'd have to sit there, smile prettily, and nod. Her own life, her dreams of something more than decoration, were slowly fading. Oleg loved her, but he loved her as a valuable possession, as part of his successful image. He adored her beauty, but he took it for granted, like a pretty painting on the wall, something he could occ... continue reading