We've been best friends since college, over 15 years. Shared everything: breakups, bad dates, late-night vents.

There was always this underlying tension, little flirty comments we'd laugh off, lingering hugs that lasted a second too long. But we never acted on it. She got married young, I dated around, life happened.

Fast forward to last year. Her marriage imploded – guy cheated, the works. Divorce finalized a few months ago. She's been a wreck, but strong as hell. I've been her rock: endless texts, takeout nights on her couch, listening to her cry it out. I'd crash on her sofa sometimes after too many wines, wake up to her making coffee in those tiny shorts and tank tops.

I'd catch myself staring at her curves, those full hips, perfect ass, the way her tits strained against the fabric when she reached for something high. But I kept it locked down. She's my best friend.

It started small. One night she was complaining about feeling unattractive. I looked her dead in the eye and s... continue reading

Due to my job I've been living in a different city than my wife for the past six months. It's a college-dense area and I'm taking advantage of the opportunity to fuck as many young women as possible. But family is family and of course I made plans to come home for the holidays...

On the morning of my flight home, I wake up to a 19-year old public health major (hereafter known as PH) licking my cock and looking into my eyes. I glance at my phone thinking I've overslept and realize with relief I have another before I need to get out of bed.

So I grip PH's head by her disheveled blonde hair and start pumping her face up and down on my cock. She makes a happy, sloppy, gurgling sound. (Our sexual dynamic had been established the night before: she enjoys being used.) I pick up the pace, she relaxes her throat, basically in fucktoy mode. This continues for a bit until I pull her head off my cock and cum on her face. She's grinning. She's a happy little camper.

She snuggles up for a bit, a... continue reading

There's a darkness within each of us. For some, it's thicker, while for others, it's a barely perceptible, yet still dirty, cloud. Some hide their dark side from society, while others are mostly pure and bright, but somewhere deep within them lie hidden actions that are best left unseen. This story centers on an ordinary married couple. The husband, let's call him Nikolai, the wife, let's call her Nina, and a son and daughter, whose names are of no use to us. And then something happened in their lives that could tear the family apart. His loving and beloved wife, in every sense, was recovering from her second childbirth, and Kolya couldn't be happier. She was becoming more beautiful, and most importantly, the spark that had once attracted him was rekindled. Nina was regaining her usual self-confidence, her easy smile with or without reason, and her love of sex. The latter had been difficult for a long time. Before the children arrived, she was an uncontrollab... continue reading

My wife and I (both 25 currently) were visiting her younger sister in college for the weekend. Rather than staying at a hotel, we decided to stay with the sister at her college house and my wife would sleep in the bed with her and I would sleep on the floor. My wife was 5’7 with amazing 32dd boobs and a great ass. Now the SIL was similar to wife but shorter and more fit. 5’4 with 32dd boobs and an even better ass with perfect hips.

Now about the weekend, we got there on friday and all went out to drink that night. Safe to say we all had our fair share to drink and were all pretty drunk. I had noticed my SIL was being extra flirty with me but i dismissed it to just being the alcohol plus her outgoing personality. Around midnight, we decided to head back to the house. When we got there we all chilled on the couch for a nightcap. My wife passed out and fell asleep. I decided to go shower and fall asleep as well. I headed to my SIL’s bathroom and stripped down for a shower. Mid shower i t... continue reading

his story takes place almost 15 years ago when my wife and I were living in a more busy part of Southern California. At the time, I was daily driving my motorcycle to and from work/graduate school through SoCal traffic. All of the saddle time resulted in me being incredibly stiff and sore in the shoulders, back and hips.

The commute was terrible and only made slightly tolerable because I was able to cut my commute time in half. I was spending 45min-1hr commuting each way and if I were to drive a car, it would have taken me over 1.5 hrs during rush hour times. I had heard of stories of happy endings at sketchy massage parlors and after doing some research on Rubmaps, I decided on a fairly high rated parlor on my route home.

As I entered the facility, I was greeted by an older asian woman asking 30 min or 1 hr. I said 30 min and she replied, "$30." I handed her $30, which I thought was a pretty damn good deal for a 30 min massage. She guided me into a room with dim lights and classic z... continue reading

So every year my wife and I jave this tradition where we get drunk and wrap gifts. Its funny because by the end they're pretty horrible. We sort gifts and give each girl about 3 different wrapping papers to wrap thier gifts, then we have them open little cards that show 1 of thier wrapping papers. This is how we keep them guessing till Christmas. We dont label any gifts.

Well this year both my stepdaughter are in college and graduated at different levels, because of this my wife and I went all out on Christmas for them, we also got ourselves some gifts. One of these wasI cloned my cock, which my wife loves as I well fortunately blessed with a large cock. Amongst our drinking, wrapping, and fucking session i lost track of this gift. I had it narrowed down to a handful of gifts that I was going to unwrap and check.

This morning I got home and found the pile I had made was gone and everything was under the tree. As there were many gifts and my wife and neatly stack and shuffled them I w... continue reading

Backstory, my gf (now ex) Katie and I go on a trip to Vegas with her best friend Michelle and her boyfriend. We are all broke college kids at the time and decided to share a room to save money. Both Katie and Michelle are very attractive, petite with very athletic bodies. They have been friends for years, way before Katie and I started dating. So we had been in Vegas a couple days, nothing out of the ordinary had happened just the usual gambling, drinking and spending time at the pool.

It was the third night where things got more fun, we had been out all day and had gotten in bed ready to pass out, then right before I pass out, I hear soft moaning coming from the other bed. Katie and I look at each other and laugh, it gets louder and now we can definitely tell they are fucking. I’m definitely getting turned on at this point, wasn’t sure if Katie was feeling the same until I feel her hand slide into my shorts and grab my hard cock. She kisses me as she continues to stroke me, the moan... continue reading

First time posting a story here, and it’s a good one lol.

This happened relatively recently back in November. It was the weekend before my campus’ Thanksgiving break, so me and about five friends decided to do some bar hopping. Helped that I finished up all my classes this semester so they wanted to hold it in my honor, lol.

Anyway, among them was my one friend, I’ll call her H. She’s a year younger than me, and we were close but never super close (at least before this 😉). She’s super cute but I never thought of her more than a friend, plus she has a boyfriend in the military.

After a few hours we all walk back to the dorms. Both of us are definitely not drunk, maybe just a bit tipsy at this point so I just have my arm on her shoulders to keep her steady. We fall a little behind as she’s talking about how much she’ll miss me next semester. Eventually I feel her hand reach down and full on just grab my crotch while saying how she always thought I was cute, and always wanted me at her... continue reading

My sister dumped him three weeks ago after catching him texting other girls. He’s been blowing up her phone ever since, but tonight at 2 a.m. the doorbell rings.

I’m the only one home, in tiny sleep shorts and a tank, no bra. Peek through the peephole: it’s him.

I should ignore it. Instead I open the door a crack.

“I just need to talk to her,” he slurs, with a voice crack.

“She’s not here.”

He looks at me, really looks, eyes dropping to my hard nipples, then back up. “Fuck… you look just like her when she’s pissed.”

I should shut the door. Instead I step aside. “Come in.”

He stumbles to the couch, I pour him water. Sits too close, hand on my bare thigh “for balance.”

One touch and the air changes.

He kisses me sudden, desperate, tasting like cigarets and regret. I kiss back harder.

Clothes gone in seconds: my shorts ripped off, his jeans around his ankles. He pushes me onto the living room rug, spreads my legs wide, thick, rock hard, rubs the head through my lips once, finds... continue reading

Let me start with my age. I'm 54. I recently went to the countryside to get some heating installed at our dacha. They put me up with an old lady who lived next door. She was an ordinary old lady, and very easy to talk to. She often used swear words in conversation, making jokes. Her jokes were often below the belt. She was pleasant-looking, plump, with a huge ass and seven-cup breasts. Her name was Anna Semyonovna. I arrived at the site in the late afternoon. When we sat down to dinner, she poured me a shot and shared it with me. I thanked her for the treat and went to bed. The next morning, my hostess woke me to the clatter of dishes as she bustled about in the kitchen. A light breakfast and I was already at the site, which was located on the neighboring property. I worked all day, breaking only for lunch. “And I’m following you,” I heard Anna Semyonovna’s voice as I was installing the fasteners. “What is it?” I responded. "Okay, it's time for lunch. War is war, but lun... continue reading

So I'm a teacher at a school in the eastern part of the United States. I'm one of the few male teachers at this particular school but have made some very good friends over the years, most of them female. A few weeks ago, one of those female teacher friends and I went out after work for drinks (not uncommon), which then led to dinner and, of course, more drinks. Anyway, as we're leaving the restaurant we notice a mom of a student in our school having a drink over at the bar. While we don't really know her, we knew that she had been going through a divorce. We were also pretty sure that she at least knew we were teachers at the school. We're getting our coats on and we hear, "hey, don't you guys work at ____school?"

We stop, turn, and acknowledge and she tells us to stay for a drink, on her, for helping to make her kids school as nice as it is. Not wanting to be rude, we oblige. Turns out she's super sweet, super fun, and super sexy. She buys a second round and it's clear she's hitting... continue reading

TL;DR: Had an orgy with my single mom friends, dressed as Santa and brought a special gift for them to enjoy resulting in numerous orgasms.

Since my wife's passing and being inducted into the secretive single moms' club, I've made it a yearly tradition to treat them to a flirty Christmas party that usually devolves into some sexual fun. The tricky part is finding time when we can get babysitters for our kids, but when we do, things happen on a moment's notice. Unlike in the summer, when I'd host them out at my wedding venue, for nights like this, I invite them over to my house, which makes it easier to stay warm.

Another part of the tradition is getting to play Santa for all of them. Initially, the agreement was that I'd help them get toys for their kids, and vice versa. What I didn't tell them was that I also got gifts for them. It's never anything special, usually some makeup, perfume and maybe a sex toy. Anyway, we had our fun on the 21st. I got a couple of food platters and dre... continue reading

When I was in university, my group of friends and I were super close. We partied hard, hit the beach in summer, and went skiing in winter. Things sometimes got flirty after a few drinks, and I’d ended up giving blowjobs to a couple of the guys or even hooking up with one. It felt naughty but exciting.

Last summer, we were heading to the beach, just a quick 1-1.5 hour drive. Usually we’d take two cars, but one was in the shop, so we crammed into one. There were six of us, and the only other girl (my best friend) was driving.

Since I’m the petite one, the guys decided I’d sit on one of their laps in the back. I grumbled about it, saying we’d switch halfway so I could drive and she could rest. It was a scorching hot day, so I wore this tiny summer dress. I felt a little shy sitting on his lap like that, but we all squeezed in. It wasn’t too bad at first, though my dress was so short that when I tried tugging it down under my butt, it barely helped. I ended up with my bare ass right on h... continue reading

It's been 3 weeks since I last saw Chris, my son's good friend. He had just finished fucking me when I told him that my husband knew what was going on. He’s been texting me relentlessly wanting the chance to fuck me again. I’ve been playing it coy, sometimes answering right back, and sometimes waiting a few days to reply.

Chris lives in town, but has been avoiding coming by the house because he is concerned about seeing my husband. This has been the subject of many of our texts. But still, he is being persistent about needing to fuck me again. I’ve been playing in to it, telling him everything with my husband SHOULD be fine and not to worry about it. My husband is a rather large man, so he is right to be a little concerned.

With the holiday coming, and my kids coming home, I knew I would be seeing him Saturday night, so I sent him a video of me playing with myself, just to get things stirred up a bit. It worked, as you can imagine. He has been texting me non-stop.

My son arrived hom... continue reading

My mom was the eldest of five. Jill (that’s Mom), Uncle Ian, Aunt Annie, Uncle Nick and Aunt Theresa. The cousins and I used the acronym JIANT to remember the order, and we’d always sound it out at family reunions and holidays, our aunts and uncles gamely standing up or pointing to themselves when their letter was called.

“It’s a good thing Mom and Dad had their little accident,” Mom used to say, cruelly, about her sister Theresa, who came unexpectedly when Mom was 10. “You kids would never remember JIAN.”

As the years rolled by, family holidays became fewer and fewer. Kids grew up, had their own schedules. But Christmas was always at grandma’s house. Every year, we’d all descend on the ancestral Nelson family home, getting together with our aunts and uncles and cousins to exchange gifts, play games and watch Home Alone movies.

One year, I noticed someone was missing.

“Mom,” I asked. “Where’s Aunt Theresa?”

“Not coming,” she said. “I think the holidays are hard for her, Tommy.”... continue reading

After work I was watering the plants on the deck. The MILF next door, Barb was on her deck suntanning. She had her straps off doing her back. I yelled “hey hot stuff! How’s it going?” Then I sprayed cold water over the fence on her. Of course she sat up with her tits hanging out. She said “asshole!” Then laughed. “You jerk”. I always thought Barb was a good looking woman. She was a single mom, son moved out a few years ago and the dad never was in their life. She worked out and golfed and her job let her travel. She had money.

She asked where my wife Deb was. I told her she left this morning to hand deliver Christmas presents to her family and was spending the night. She said “you might as well come for supper then!” I said “sure. I’ve got nothing in the fridge that appeals to me”

She said well, “we can order in if nothing I have looks good. Come over in an hour. Bring a bottle of wine, red please”.

It’s hot in Tucson this time of year. I showed up and she had a short one piece dre... continue reading

This story takes place a couple of years ago. I was working in Europe and, being an expat and not having many friends in place, I started bouldering as a way to make new friends. I would usually climb on the same days every week, and as expected, see some regulars.

Among the people I met, there was Alice. Alice was a very pretty Irish-French girl : white skin, freckles and an angelic face. She was on the petite side and had a very toned body from bouldering and volleyball.

I think we quickly became friends as we were one of the few English-speaking climbers in the gym. I never asked her age at the time, I only knew that she was in the last year of high school and clearly off limits for me.

Knowing this, I’d do my best to not look at her body… but sometimes my horny mind wouldn’t resist, and I would end up peeking, especially when she was wearing shorts.

Anyway, a couple of months after our friendship started, my company wanted to move me to London, and I wasn’t saying no s... continue reading

The small party had been going on for a couple of hours, and everyone was starting to get a bit tipsy. My wife, Sarah, and her best friend, Emily, were in high spirits as they giggled and clinked their glasses together. I could see that they were both enjoying themselves immensely.

As the night wore on, the alcohol began to take effect. Sarah and Emily started to get a bit more flirtatious with each other, playfully grabbing each other's asses and whispering in each other's ears. It was clear that they had always had a deep connection, and the alcohol was bringing it to the surface.

Suddenly, Sarah turned to me and said, "Honey, why don't you have some fun with Emily tonight?" Her eyes were wide, and there was a mischievous grin on her face. I was taken aback by the suggestion, but I couldn't deny the lustful look in Emily's eyes.

"Are you sure you want me to do that?" I asked, hesitating.

"Oh yes!" they both giggled in unison, their bodies pressed against each other.

With a deep... continue reading

Remember Mark, my sugar daddy who catfished me on Hinge, ditched me at a Miami swinger club to get used by strangers, used my little sister Ashley (18f) for a night, and got me to sleep with his son Tim when his wife came home early? Yeah, that asshole.

Last week, he texted me out of nowhere: “Kayla, sorry, but this isn’t working. You’re just too much for me. I need something more exclusive and stable.”

I laughed so hard I almost choked. Too much? From the man who got off watching cum leak out of me while his friends took turns on me? Yeah, sure, he's most likely just stressed his wife is on us and getting suspicious. Well, I still had his son’s number. Tim had been sending me “hey” texts with blushing emojis ever since that night I spent with him, clearly dying for more. So I hit him back: “Hey cutie 😉 Your dad and I are done. Wanna come over to my place tonight and hang out?”

Instant reply: “Omg yes please.”

He showed up an hour later, looking shocked when I opened the door in my... continue reading

My wife's friend, Sarah, had recently gotten divorced. She was around 35, and after the divorce, she complained to my wife that she hadn't been with a man properly in six months   her ex was selfish in bed, always came quickly, and never cared about her pleasure. My wife, knowing we have an open marriage and that I love these kinds of adventures, once joked: "Listen, my husband is a master at this. He can lick and fuck for hours until a woman goes crazy from orgasms. If you want, I can lend him to you for an evening."

At first, Sarah laughed it off, but a couple of days later she messaged my wife: "Seriously though? I'm really dying for it. Just sex, no strings attached." My wife showed me the chat and asked if I was up for it. I'd always found Sarah attractive   a tall blonde with big, full breasts, a firm ass, and long legs. Of course I agreed. It felt like a gift.

The plan was simple: Sarah would come over on Friday evening under the pretense of a "girls' night"   watching movies... continue reading