We went to a wedding where my wife and I shared a hotel room with her friend and her husband. We were all getting dressed before the wedding and I caught a glimpse of her friend naked. No one else saw but her friend caught me, smirked and wiggled her sexy ass at me. I embarrassingly smiled and looked away.

Later that night when we all had a bit to drink wifes friend starts talking to me about what had happened earlier and asked if I enjoyed what I saw. I told her yes and she told me that I was a very bad boy and I shouldn’t be looking at her like that. I responded in saying that I’ve been even badder than she knows and she questioned me why. I told her that I’ve jerked off to her several times and find her extremely sexy. I could see her melt from the thought of me jerking if to her.

She said we should go somewhere quiet and she’d give me a show. We left the reception and found a small conference room within the hotel. She pushed me down on a chair and straddled me, pulled her tits... continue reading

The beach was crowded. On this day, as luck would have it, the sun was merciless, forcing my friend and I to bury ourselves in the sand to avoid direct sunlight on our tender, youthful bodies. Vova and I were inseparable, so wherever he went, I went too. It was the same this time. Having suggested we take a stroll to the beach, I agreed without hesitation to what I considered a rash and ill-timed excursion. But there was no time to whine about it, as I was intrigued by the girls in bathing suits who seemed drawn to stroll by our lounge chair. I was certainly happy with the situation, but I wanted more. And I wanted instant, uncontrollable sex with these long-legged, busty furies. But this remained just an unrealizable fantasy, considerably overheated by the hot, parching sun. Having stopped dreaming of the impossible, I turned my attention to the next group of girls walking along the sand, deftly twisting their buns, inflaming in me the desire to make full use of their asses. "G... continue reading

I'm 24, I have been dating my boyfriend for two years and in a long distance relationship for about six months. We get together once or twice a month and try to make the most of it when we visit each other. He brought up he wouldn't mind me hooking up with other people as long as he knew about it and I'd show him what happened. I wasn't actively looking for someone online to hook up with and decided to just let it happen if it comes along.

I went on a work trip with my older coworker. He's in his thirties and married. Rumor was him and his wife were swingers and I heard from this of all people, someone in HR when her friend almost hooked up with him and his wife. During our trip, we had some drinks at the hotel bar. I was getting really buzzed and tried to be flirty with him. I would put my hand on his knee or lean my head on his arm when he said something funny. There was a pause, and I mumbled if he wanted to come back to my room while I rubbed my foot on his shin.

He looked at me... continue reading

So my coworker Jenny, and I have been flirty for about a few years now. It went from office jokes to admitting attraction one office gala party more recently. She looked stunning in her dress and I couldn't stop staring at her sexy legs. We talked and got very very flirty and suggestive. Afterwards I walked with her back to her hotel room (we were on the same floor). As I said good night she asked if I wanted to come in. I smiled and hesitated, considering if it was a good idea. But I'm not making good decisions so I went in. She pulled me into a corner and asked if I was kinky. I smiled and told her I'm probably more than she could imagine. My hands caressed her ass and I turned her around and began feeling up her and down her front. I lightly blew on her neck and told her I was going to help undress her and then say goodnight. I helped unzip the back of her dress. I undid her bra, running my fingers lightly up and down her back along her spine. I slowly pulled it down until it was ar... continue reading

Separation [f]40 sister in law

After my sister in laws Birthday things had gotten weird between her and Arnie. They were arguing a lot and they ended up getting separated a few months back.

Melinda was heartbroken and pissed off everytime we came over. Maintenance work was also continued being done by me.

A couple of weeks ago I had a some training being done in town for a week and I was driving back and forth an hour away where I lived and the city where she lives. After 2 days my wife asked why I didn't just stay with Melinda so I wouldn't have to drive back so late since we were working and training 12 hr shifts. Melinda told me I was welcome to stay.

The 3rd day I brought my bags with me and left home at 5am and went to the plant where I was to work at. After I got off I got to her house at 630pm and went knocked on the door to her house. Melinda answered wearing some short shorts and a tshirt I had never seen her wear around me before. Her bra also seemed to be pad-less due... continue reading

Abeba is 23 years old. Black skin. If Latika's was chocolate brown, Abeba's was a dark brown. She has a big butt, large breasts, and is probably as tall as Manana, with large, full lips and dandelion-like hair like all African women. Her father was the African ambassador to our city, so when she came of age, he brought her here to study, especially since she had a passion for archaeology. There was much unexplored back home in Africa. I'd always had my eye on her; I liked that type of girl. It was probably because of Manana. Abeba spoke fluent Russian with a slight accent. This is probably my favorite story from my diary, I have never had sex like this with anyone, Manana and my aunt don’t count. So one day, when the higher mathematics lesson ended, the teacher asked me to stay a little longer. "Maxim, I have a task, or rather a request. I simply don't have time at work, let alone with tutoring at home. There's an African girl named Abeba in her second year;... continue reading

I was sitting on the couch with my wife at around 4:30 on a Friday afternoon. I worked from home and would usually "clock out" around 4 on Fridays. I was flipping through the options on Netflix while my lovely wife, Cassandra, was reading a book on the couch next to me.

"Hey, babe!" I called out to our daughter, Brittany, a moment after we heard her come in through the front door and set her bags down on the floor.

"Heyyy," she called out weakly in her usual awkward teenagerly way as she walked over to the living room where her mother and I were hanging out.

"How was school, honey?" Cassandra asked, setting her book down over her thigh.

"It was all right. Hey, can I ask you guys something?" Britt looked at us doubtfully.

"Anything, babe," I said absently, still flipping through options on Netflix.

"What's a... cumslut?" Brittany asked awkwardly.

I felt my wife grab my thigh. She had a funny look on her face, one eyebrow raised. I probably looked about the same.

"Hon," Cassandra... continue reading

Ali was my last appointment of the day. While I was waiting, another player came up to me and introduced herself as Millie, Ali's roommate. She said that Ali was getting extra practice in and would be a little late. I didn't mind waiting but I asked Millie if she wanted a quick stretch before Ali came out. She agreed.

Millie is a tall and slender player. She is the star pitcher for the team. Blond hair that is nearly white and very cute. A flat ass to go along with a flat chest but she had a super sexiness about her.

She said her pitching shoulder was sore and needed a good stretch. I asked which arm was bothering her and told her what I could do to help her. Once I started stretching Millie, I could tell where her problems were and I quickly helped her out. When I stepped away, she moved her arm around and smiled big.

"It feels great. You're amazing. I see why Ali requests you, plus you're cute. Do you do house visits?"

I was surprised by the flirting and was a bit speechless. Bef... continue reading

All characters are adults.

It’s a hard and fast rule. Don’t shit where you eat. Don’t fuck where you work. For one fall in my early twenties, I worked at a sports bar in town. Huge place, the kind that feels louder than it should, packed with televisions, regulars, and a rotating cast of colorful characters. One of them was Maya.

Maya is 5’1” and absolutely impossible to miss, all confidence and presence compressed into a compact frame. Her mocha toned skin glows against her short black hair, and her golden eyes are stunning, the kind that lock on and don’t let go once they find you. She has a big, generous body, full breasts, a pronounced, attention grabbing ass, giving her a bold, head turning silhouette. She’s the kind of 10 out of 10 beauty that doesn’t need to try because the effortlessness is part of the appeal. Loud in the best way, quick with jokes and trash talk, she radiates strong one of the boys energy while still flirting shamelessly, even when it’s clearly a little one... continue reading

I met Natasha through social media. We chatted about all sorts of nonsense—work, her husband, everyday matters. She seemed so trusting, so naive. I quickly feigned friendship while I got access to her phone. And that's where the gold emerged: intimate photos, videos with her husband, Igor. She looked so uninhibited and juicy in them. In short, it was prime blackmail material. I immediately realized this was what I needed. The game began. I told Natasha that I knew about her intimate life, and if she didn't do what I said, all the photos would go straight to her closest relatives—parents, colleagues, friends. The whole family would be in shambles. At first, she was shocked, crying in the chat, begging me not to do it. But I'm tough; if you don't do what I ask, I'll leak everything. I asked her to send me her husband, for sexual pleasure and to fulfill my dirty fantasies... But that bitch wouldn't agree at all... I had to involve my husband Igor, sending him sc... continue reading

After becoming a massage therapist, my first job was with the university I graduated from. I would be working with the athletic department, helping student athletes with their needs.

After working with several people, both men and women, I started working with a softball girl, Ali. Ali is a 22yr old senior catcher for the team. She's an All American and the best player on the team. During fall workouts, she was having hamstring issues. My job is to get her back to normal by the time the season starts in a few months.

Ali is a very hard working lady. She is determined to get better than before the injury. She pushes me almost as hard as I push her. She is determined but also fun to work with.

Ali doesn't have much of a filter. She would tell me to work the shit out of her and didn't give a fuck how hard I am on her. Hell, she would even fart like a man and just laugh about it.

Ali is a short and stocky blond. She's a plain girl that doesn't wear makeup and has that, girl next doo... continue reading

To start, I’m a man who enjoys a decent backstory, so if you’d like to skip right to the dirt, find the line.Back in my sophomore year of college, I had recently been dumped by my first and only girlfriend. It was a high school thing that didn’t survive the college experience as so many don’t. This left me with three things: a bruised ego, a starving cock, and an over abundance of time on my hands. The first two I simply tried to remedy with frequent nights out at the bar, but the excess time left me a bit listless.I was studying STEM but had always had a passion for writing, so I decided to submit a short-story to a college sponsored contest and somehow ended up as one of the finalists. Next thing I know I’m receiving information about some event I’m supposed to attend in which I will meet other finalists and read a portion of the story in front of a crowd. Not exactly my scene, but fuck it, my ego could use the boost.The night goes by without much excitement. I read my stuff along w... continue reading

For all of our lives, my sister and I were homeschooled by our mom.

We live in a rural area, just me, my mom, and my twin sister Julia. My name's Robert. Not Robert California, not Robert New York, just Robert.

Mom and Dad got divorced so long ago that I can't even remember when it happened, and Dad had gradually faded from our lives. Our parents had split their seemingly vast fortune, which left our mom with more than enough resources to spend the majority of her time being our teacher. She was really into it; she developed lesson plans, decorated the classroom for holidays, gave reading assignments, the whole shebang. She had even found a couple of those combination chair-desks, complete with the little metal basket under the chair.

It's not that there wasn't a public school system that we could have attended, but Mom had gone there when she had grown up, and she didn't want to send us there.

"I don't want you guys to go through what I went through at the schools around here. It'... continue reading

Last week, I ran the Valencia Marathon in Spain, one of the world’s fastest courses. I’d trained for months to break the 3-hour barrier, and was deep in the pain cave by mile 22 when I noticed her.

She was a few strides ahead. Slim, athletic, in matching shorts and a sports bra. But it was her ponytail that caught me, the way it bounced, tied with a pink ribbon, hypnotizing. She looked strong, but something in her stride told me she was fading.

I caught up and said softly, “You’re doing great. Stick with me.”

She gave a tired nod, totally spent. But she stayed. For the next 4 miles, we gritted it out together, step by step, lungs burning, legs screaming.

We both crossed the finish line under 3 hours.

At the finish, she hugged me tight, medal swinging against my chest.

“Thank you,” she said, breathless. “I couldn’t have done it without you. I wish I had a way to return the favor.”

We smiled, exhausted, and like so many race-day connections, drifted apart in the crowd.

Hours late... continue reading

The first year I was married my wife and I went to a local bar by our house with a group of friends. It was close enough we were able to walk there.

As the night wore on we all got quite drunk and her best friend asked if she could crash out our place so we all walked home together. The friend crashed on our couch and my wife and I went into our room and began loudly fucking. After we finished we both rolled over and went to sleep. Or so I assumed.

I woke up a little later to noises in the living room and came out to find her friend on her knees mouth deep in my wife's pussy as she sat on the couch. Her friend had her pants and panties pulled down and was rubbing herself as she fingered and licked my wife. I stood there and watched them as I started getting very hard again.

My wife saw me, winked, and motioned to her friend. I moved across the room, knelt down and grabbed her friend by the ass as my cock tip left a trail of precum on her ass. Her friend was surprised but moaned and... continue reading

So lately I've been getting messages from people I both talk to here and there, and random people hitting me up out of the blue asking why I havent posted to this sub in so long. So figured I'd come back and share the slutty things I have been up to over the last year or so.

This summer I gave up on dating apps as a source of meeting random people to hook up with. I had watched a YT video about cultivating friendships so I wanted to spend more time with my friends and making sure those friendships were in a good place. Of course me being me and constantly horny it turned into something different.

So now I'm ready to get closer to my friends and I finally have my own place to host people whenever I want without someone complaining. I invite over my friend Jeremy to watch a baseball game. We are chilling out but with baseball there is a lot of time nothing exciting is happening.

Now I had read somewhere on reddit about "platonic blow jobs". So I turn to my friend and straight up ask h... continue reading

Hello everyone, I want to tell you a story from my life and how it all came to this. My name is Nikita, and my wife is Alina. Before I met my wife, I was a completely different person, but after meeting her, I became more domestic and calm, without the urge for adventure. We all have baggage from a past life, like all young people, alcohol, the occasional drug, but nothing more. Just for fun, as they say. Alina is a real treat, with 2.5 breasts and a big butt, weighing 70-75 kg. I like meaty women. Well, let's leave aside the life aspects, we are all gathered here for something else. Sex with my wife was amazing; we've been together for five years, and neither of us experienced any problems or loss of feelings in this regard. Until one day, I felt a wild desire, wondering what it would be like to have sex with two cocks at once, and thinking about this person being close to you, with whom you spend every day, solving family problems, and simply living life. But the thought a... continue reading

I am very lucky that I have always had platonic female friends. Not weird friend zone stuff just actual friends. I do have one friend from camp (Shira) that I've known for 20 years. We've never lived in the same state but we have known each other for so long that of course we've sent nudes and sexted and had phone sex, but only when we were both single.

My wife and I have a great sex life, every time we have sex it's just the best. We've always been on the same page and are just always horny. We've had a few MFF threesomes but have never tried to bring a friend into it because that's a line we didnt want to cross.

We live in a major metropolitan city and have a 2 bedroom apartment, so we host friends multiple times throughout the year. One of those times Shira came to stay with us. I knew what I wanted and I was pretty sure I knew how to get it.

My wife and Shira don't know eachother very well but have always had a nice rapport. My wife had no idea that Shira knew what my cock looks... continue reading

I shattered my ankle skateboarding three weeks ago full cast, crutches, can’t even pull my own pants off without help. My roommate (the one who’s been eye fucking me since move in day) volunteered to be my “nurse.”

Every night the routine: he helps me hobble to my room, sits me on the bed, carefully peels off my hoodie, then my leggings or sweats, always super respectful, eyes averted, hands gentle. I’ve been in just panties and a tank underneath, nipples hard every time because the tension is killing me.

Tonight I’m extra frustrated. pain meds wearing off, horny from boredom. He’s kneeling to slide my yoga pants down, fingers brushing my thighs more than necessary.

I catch his wrist when he gets to my hips.

“Look at me.”

He does. Eyes dark, breathing already heavier.

I let go, lean back on my elbows, spread my good leg a little.

“You can touch if you want.”

That’s all it takes.

He doesn’t ask twice. Pants off completely, panties hooked with his thumbs and yanked down slow. Ta... continue reading

My stepmom made me to have sex with her in front of her friends

Yeah ik this sounds like a fantasy and fake being written by a teenager and I again don’t blame you for thinking this is fake. This had only happened once and her friends are nice to me so I didn’t really mind this. My stepmom’s friends were over for their book club and were drinking wine. What I’ve learned from going through my stepmoms book collection is that some woman have very fucked up book selections. Anyways I was chilling in my room kinda waiting for her friends to leave cuz my stepmom promised to fuck me when they left. She called me downstairs and Selena Sarah and Pam are my stepmoms friends. Sarah asked me do you really have intercourse with your stepmother to satisfy her.

I looked at my stepmom and she said it’s ok I told them they don’t believe me. I said yeah. Pam said I won’t believe it till I see it. My stepmom looked at them and said we can have sex in front of you and you can keep ur shirt on if you wa... continue reading