Heads up: this is not as kinky or dirty as you might think. It’s actually.. wholesome. Idk where to post it but don’t want to just forget about the experience.

I stayed over last Sunday at my “friend’s” place (we are seeing each other). I finished showering before dinner, and wrapped a towel around my body. I walked out and went to the room.

My friend knocked on my door and asked what should we have for dinner, and I jokingly said “I’ll think about it after I masturbate”. We laughed it off and he sad “can I help?”. I smiled and said “only if you are good with instruction”

So I dropped my towel off and laid down on the bed. I spread my legs, naked, and put my clit sucker on. He was laying on my left side, watching me and used his hand to play with my left nipple. I told him to kiss me and we made out as I moan louder in his mouth and he pinched my nipple harder and harder.

After around 10 minutes, I squirted a lot and he was obviously really hard. But he was so cute, he didn’t even... continue reading

So I (m47) am a pretty recently divorced dad. Was married for 23 years and have a 22-year-old daughter, and my marriage went downhill a long time ago, but we finalized our divorce last summer. (June 2025). It’s been pretty cool. I feel free. I have really dedicated myself to the gym and have made some pretty amazing gains in 7 months of hardcore lifting and putting the right things in my body. I’ve always been a pretty handsome guy, but I feel I look the best in my life. I’m 6’3”, 215 pounds, give or take 5 pounds, and I have a nice apartment, and it’s been fun.

I’ve gone on a few dates, and they have gone pretty well. The only problem is I have gone on dates with women in my age range. Within 40/45, and they all want serious relationships. It is so obvious. The sex is so vanilla, and they clearly just want to get married because they feel they are running out of time. Which made me someone who was married for half my life. I kind of want to enjoy being single and having fun. So fast... continue reading

I’m a 32 year old guy from Australia, just out of a long relationship that fizzled out. Booked a solo trip to Bali to clear my head. Beaches, sun, no schedule. Landed, rented a scooter, settled in Seminyak at a decent villa near the good spots.

A few nights later I went to Potato Head Beach Club for sunset drinks. Crowd was lively, music thumping softly, everyone in swimwear. I was at the bar when she walked past. Tall, long dark hair, golden skin, sharp beautiful features that hinted at mixed background. She moved with real confidence. Sheer cover-up over a black bikini, and I spotted some sexy tattoos right away: a delicate cherry blossom sleeve winding up one arm, small geometric lines along her ribs, and a serpent curving down her hip and disappearing under the fabric. Stunning.

She ordered next to me, caught me looking, smiled and said something like “You look like you’re taking it all in.” Soft accent, warm and teasing. Her name was Maya. Brazilian dad, Japanese mum, freelance... continue reading

Since we’ve been experimenting with a couple of my wife’s friends. She’s been getting hornier and hornier. And it showed up when I least expected it.

She has this friend named Rebecca. She’s been single for years as she’s tired of settling for bad dudes. She’s also a little more religious so that’s a requirement as well.

She’s been coming over to our place for years for movie nights and game nights or just to talk to my wife. We’ve gotten closer as well. She’s very sweet and sure if I’m being honest she’s really cute. She’s got short red hair cut just below her jaw. Blue eyes. And if I’m being really, really honest, the juiciest fat ass I’ve personally seen in my life. She’s got an hourglass figure. An average waist and then these incredible hips holding up this absolute dump truck. I have stared at it every chance I’ve gotten.

But I’ve never really thought it was a possibility. Even after my wife and I started to open our marriage to two of our other friends. I never thought Rebecc... continue reading

Okay, so for somebody who is usually a massive tease, this one wasn't intentional... To begin with.

In the moment, I couldn't resist acting the way I did.

First of all, I had an internet installation booked this morning. My old router was in my lounge, which in my apartment is closest to the street with the strongest signal. In my kitchen, furthest away, I had no internet.

He suggested installing the new internet in the middle room to cover the whole apartment. This is my bedroom.

The problem is, I completely forgot... I didn't even anticipate him coming into my bedroom. Greeting him at the door, admittedly, I scanned for a ring, and saw none. Rugged, charming and probably early 30s, I thought he was attractive.

I was in my casual sweatpants and top, having just got back from the gym and quickly got changed into something.

The BIG problem. No pun..

When I invited him into the bedroom to start the installation, my room was all good, OTHER than the fact that on the side, closest t... continue reading

I turned on the shower and opened my phone. The photos were definitely there. I couldn’t believe it. Paula with her wet tits out, Paula with my cock on her face, Paula with my cum on her face, Paula with….. wait. The video was way longer than I expected. I opened it up and sure enough, when it dropped to the floor it caught everything. My cock sliding in, the moans, the thrusts, the shaking of her legs, the big finish. The angle was not what I would expect for a sex tape, but it was hot. I felt myself get hard again, but I held myself back. I was supposed to get lunch with my parents and I was running late.

At lunch I was surprised to see that my brother made it but not Paula. Turns out her hair needed more time to get ready for the afternoon after getting it wet. It was probably for the best. Eventually, I did see her again when we got to the ceremony, and seemed things had gone relatively back to normal. Almost like this morning never happened.

Then at the reception things got int... continue reading

That trip to the forest to pick berries hung over me from the very beginning, like a heavy premonition. Summer, heat, mosquitoes, and company: me, my wife Katya, her mother Irina Vitalyevna, and my brother-in-law, her younger brother Andrei. My mother-in-law always treated me... peculiarly. Not hostile, no. Too intently. Her dark eyes seemed to probe me, and her smile was always slightly ambiguous. At forty-five, she looked her best, but in a good way: a curvy figure that she didn't particularly hide, thick chestnut hair pulled back into a casual bun, and that way of dressing—summer dresses a little too tight, a little too short. We arrived at the edge of the forest and parked the car. The air smelled of pine needles, rotting leaves, and freedom. Katya, my sweet, naive Katya, immediately became captivated by blueberry picking. She'd always loved it. "Pash, let's split up, it's faster!" she suggested, handing us each a plastic container. "I'll go over... continue reading

A little bit of back story on this one. I have been the PTO president at my kids' school now for the past 5 years, with an extra 2 years before that as just a parent volunteer. In this spot, the staff at the school view me as an honorary staff member since I am there so much and generally do a vast majority of the fundraising by myself.

The nice thing is, that I have gotten super close with some of the teachers there, including Megan, who is now pretty much my best friend. We generally get together just the two of us a couple times a month and do a couples night out with our husbands maybe once every one or two months. Megan's husband Dave is also a teacher at the school, but he and my husband get along really well.

This last Friday, Dave was having a poker night in his basement with some friends (not including my husband), so Megan asked if I wanted to come keep her company while they played. I never need an excuse to go hang out with her and drink wine, so I of course said yes.... continue reading

A while back me and my girlfriend were at her house with some friends. We were all drinking and having a good time. I was playing poker with one of my girlfriend's friends, Stacy. I was playing terribly and after a while, I owed her $100. My girlfriend was a little drunk when she casually said, "How about he fucks you and then you'll be even." Everybody laughed. Stacy got real serious and said OK. I looked at my girlfriend, wondering if this planned, because she can be very cunning. Then she called me a whore. Everybody laughed at that. I did too, because it was true.

I asked Stacy if she wanted to go to a bedroom, but she wanted to fuck in front of everyone. So she was as much an exhibitionist as I was. I loved that. We both stood up and walked over to the couch. We got each other naked. Neither one of us wanted oral, so she just laid down on the couch. I got on top of her and started pounding her so hard.

Everyone was watching us and that was such a turn on. We both started moaning... continue reading

My son is 19 years old and still live with me. I'm divorced and single and I have a very active sex life.

The other night I invited this 21 year old that I met on Tinder to come over to my place. I've been dating him for some time now and it was the first time I brought him to come over and I made sure that my son wasn't home to witness it. I'd be embarrassed to be honest, because I'm probably old enough to be his mom.

Needless to say, the sex was absolutely amazing. He is ferocious, energetic and his cock is amazing. He made me cum multiple times. I was extremely vocal. I moaned, groaned, and several times I even screamed. He was spanking me, choking me, grabbing my hair, pinching my nipples, gnarling on my breasts with his teeth. And when he was not brutalizing me, he was talking dirty to me, calling me all kinds of nasty names. He also made me humiliate myself for him by calling myself his whore, slut, cum dump, etc.

After he was done with me, I was laying on my bed soaked with s... continue reading

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I read the text from Tasha:

“Bingo. I just moved back. Where can I find you?”

I smiled, and typed, “At dinner tomorrow, obviously.”

I met Tasha the next day at an upscale restaurant a few neighborhoods over from me.

Tasha looked… somehow better than when I first saw her. She greeted me with a smile, a big hug, and a gentle kiss on the cheek.

We spent a lovely dinner talking about our lives since we last saw each other. It had been nearly ten years, and so much had happened. She went to law school. A little about losing her mom, too. About the work she was doing now at her firm. She asked me about my work, my moves all over the country, how I was feeling well and settled back in the city where we both went to college.

We both dated people, sometimes longer than we would have liked to, and they didn’t work out.

The entire conversation, she never took her eyes off of me, and I never took my eyes off of her. At one point, I reached out to hold her hand for a moment and she gri... continue reading

I was gonna do an ama but I suppose I don’t have the karma… feel free to ask here though, as for my story, this is my favorite

About 6 months into this job I was doing my monthly night shift duties as the general manager. The place is usually quiet but I do have a few regulars that come in to use the porn booths. Good people, I’ve gotten to know them by name. There is one guy I’ll call Steve who is an older man maybe 65 or so and Steve and I like to chit chat after he cums.

We talk about random things, cars, jobs, how things were better when he was 20 etc. His love life came up a few times and I found out he never actually had sex with a woman… he’s always been to socially awkward to ask a woman for romance! Unbelievable! That was the night I showed him a titty and let him touch it.

Anyway, I’m in the booths cleaning and sanitizing, listening to the porn moans. I know someone is in the stall next to me so I try to be quiet and let them concentrate when I see a quite massive cock e... continue reading

My head was buzzing like a beehive. The apartment was filled with the ringing deafness that comes after a noisy party, when the guests have left and you're left alone with mountains of dirty dishes. Ira, my wife, her best friend Lena, and I were sitting on the couch, completely stunned. We'd had a fair amount to drink. Lena is a perpetual motion machine, loud, with a hoarse laugh and a look that always seems to be looking for adventure. She and Ira have been friends for a long time, and I've gotten used to her: loud, bright, sometimes a little brazen. Ira was already nodding off, leaning her elbows on the pillow. "That's it, guys, I can't make it," Lena said, sprawled on the couch, her feet propped up on the coffee table. She was wearing a short black dress that had long since slipped up, revealing her thighs. "I'll sleep it off at your place, okay?" Ira, without opening her eyes, muttered blearily, "Sure, sleep here. Just move your feet,... continue reading

It's weird. I'm a professional, I am in a healthy relationship. I am where I'd thought I'd be but when I look at my friends, they are now getting married, getting engaged, having kids. I am not ready for that yet and luckily my boyfriend isn't either. We are long distance now and have recently started to open up our relationship again.

I was asked to be a bridesmaid for one of my friend's weddings. My boyfriend couldn't make it so I flew solo. It meant a very very hectic and stressful day for all of us but I'd do anything for her so I was very happy to do it. But by the time it was the ceremony, I was exhausted. I was helping manage guests and to keep track of who was coming in when I saw an old friend from university show up. There was never a spark between us just to be clear but I don't know if it was the magic of weddings and my exhaustion but when we made eye contact, something triggered. He was attractive, dressed really well and we had a very brief but flirty encounter. It was... continue reading

I was on vacation last month for a wedding weekend. It was a family friend, so I spent most of the time hanging out with my older brother and his wife, Paula. She and I get along really well. She always likes to hang out with me at family functions; maybe it’s because we’re the same age. Paula is very attractive, and she knows it. She’s a skinny, curly-haired brunette with a small waist and endless legs, but despite her size, her breasts have this full and natural shape that seemed to defy gravity. I am always enamored by her when we go to fancy events because she likes to accentuate her body. Most of all, her green eyes pierce the soul. It’s kind of impossible not to fall in love with her immediately. She uses that to her advantage in life. I try not to treat her any differently, and maybe that’s why she likes me. This weekend in particular, she was trouble.

The morning of the wedding, she knocked on my hotel room door, asking to go on a walk. She seemed a bit pissed about something,... continue reading

I know the other women at church like my husband.

I see them. The way they hold his gaze a beat too long. The way they find reasons to touch his arm when they talk. The way they laugh at things that aren't that funny. And I'm not a bit jealous. I married him. I get to take him home.

But Marcy is different.

Marcy practically drips. Slides right off the pew, she gets so wet.

She never wears a bra. She might not think she needs to, those tiny breasts barely making a shadow under her blouse, but wow. Her nipples are hard to miss. Little points pressing through cotton, through linen, through everything. And whenever Mark enters a room she just kind of... stops talking. Mid-sentence sometimes. Her eyes drift off and narrow as she focuses on him. Tracks him like a lab tracks a rabbit.

She's always laughing at his jokes. Always finding excuses to touch his arms. Her husband Darryl doesn't seem to notice, or maybe he's just decided not to.

I think it's kind of cute. I trust Mark. And Marc... continue reading

We are currently getting snow as such I have a snow blower and take care of a few neighbors walkways also.

My direct Nextdoor neighbor is a 20 yo single mom of two, she is a hot lil momma probably about 5’3” 120# I’d say b or c cups and a lil butt. Kate(the neighbor) always dresses kinda on edge showing off her young mombody.

Today as I was clearing her walk I saw her on the window watching, she then came to the door and motioned for me to come chat. I went to the door and she thanked me for keeping her walk clear.

I noticed immediately when seeing her through the glass she only had on shorts and a lil top , as she opened the door I could clearly see through her top, her nipples were huge, I thought she had shorts but it was actually lil panties.

As we chatted I told her she better get in as it’s cold out, she smiled and put her arm over her boobs and said definitely nippy out, I laughed and said “ I can see it is” she told me to come back over when I was done.

When I went back ov... continue reading

I always thought our family was a typical mix of old grudges and new habits, especially after my father married Helen. She was in her late thirties, with those curvaceous figures she didn't hesitate to accentuate with tight dresses, and eyes that I sometimes caught looking at myself when she thought I wasn't paying attention. I, a twenty-two-year-old guy, had just graduated from college, returned home for the summer, and there we were, all in the country house—my father, my mother, and I. Vacation, supposedly. My father would disappear all day fishing or into the garage with the car, leaving the two of us to hang around the house, and Helen would flirt with me so subtly that I couldn't believe it—she'd brush my hip as she passed, or smile out of the corner of her mouth when I helped with the dishes. That evening, after dinner, when my father was already snoring in front of the TV in the living room, she approached me in the kitchen. "Listen, Alex," she said q... continue reading

I'm at my neighbors wedding in a fancy hotel out in the countryside, fairy lights draped everywhere, drinks flowing, and the whole place buzzing with that forced cheer you only get at these things. The seating plan's brutal, all the singles herded onto one table at the back like unwanted, unloved leftovers. I'm in my suit, already on my second whiskey, making polite noise with the others at the table, when I look up and there she is, pulling out a chair and sitting directly across from me. Aoife. Fucking Aoife. The girl who lived rent-free in my head through all of secondary school, the queen bitch of the school who could make you feel two inches tall with one sideways glance. I hated how badly I wanted her, spent nights imagining pinning her down, making her pay for every time she walked past without a second look. Invisible. Always fucking invisible. I hated how much I wanted her, It turned obsession into something darker. I grew resentful but still couldn't help but get hard just a... continue reading

First of all, I would like to say that I am French, that my English is not perfect, but that I will try my best. So I apologize for any mistakes there may be in my text...

It was my girlfriend's birthday party, we were all gathered in a bar, and it was the first time I had met her childhood friends. The evening was going pretty well, even though I was very tired and quickly became a little drunk.

As I went outside to smoke, one of her friends came with me. She was a cute little alt girl, and we talked about this and that, and then I don't remember exactly how it came up, but she told me about her black lipstick, which unfortunately doesn't stay on very well.

Without thinking too much about it, drunk as I was, I replied that I would be very curious to see her demonstrate. A few seconds later, we were kissing in an alleyway right next to the bar.

We didn't say much at the time, but it was obvious to both of us that we wanted more. So I went to see my girlfriend, telling her that I wa... continue reading