one of my guy best friends, someone ive known for years, accidentally left his phone unlocked and i saw one of his hidden folders... **TLDR: turns out hes been jerking off to me for months, looking and saving my pics and even some old bikini photos.**

honestly at first i was a bit weirded out, but thinking about it.... i got insanely turned on by the idea of my friend stroking their cock to me... i told some of my friends and apparently they all knew he had a crush on me but rumor has it his dick game is GOOOD so i wanted to see for myself.

a couple days later i was at his place and i confronted him and he told me he used to fantasize about fucking me but nothing more and he doesnt do it anymore... but things escalated a bit.

we were alone at his place and i basically jumped him. i pushed him onto his bed and we started making out, went down and pulled his cock out AND WOW HIS DICK WAS BIGGER THAN I THOUGHT.

his dick was rock hard and throbbing in my mouth. i suc... continue reading

Life can surprise you sometimes. Then, it can hit you with some shit you never saw coming. My name is David and I am a married, mid-50-year-old. I love my wife, but life decided that our bedroom time ended when the wife went the "The Change". I took it really hard. Depression and dark thoughts were my constant companions during that first year after our sex life ended.

Eventually, the wife got tired of watching me mope around the house every evening during the week and every weekend. So, she sat me down and told me that she understood that her menopause had hurt us and that she did not want to see me hurting anymore. I thought she was going to ask for a divorce. However, she surprised the shit out of me and told me that if I still wanted and needed sex, that I could go out and get it. She did set two ground rules. One, it could not be anyone we knew or that ran in our friends' group. And two, she never, ever wanted to know anything about it.

I wasn't sure if she was being serious at... continue reading

Mid-February was gray, chilly, and incredibly winter-weary. I longed for warmth not only for my body but also for my soul. So when Sasha suggested we escape for the weekend to a country spa complex with outdoor thermal pools, I agreed without hesitation. My bags were packed in half an hour: swimsuits, robes, and a sense of anticipation. We arrived after dark. The complex, illuminated in a warm gold glow, was bathed in clouds of steam rising from the hot pools straight into the frosty sky. The contrast between the biting February air and the promise of scalding water was intoxicating in itself. After quickly changing in our room—spacious, wood-paneled, and scented with eucalyptus—we threw on white terrycloth robes and set out to explore the property. Right from the start, we were advised to start with the hammam to warm up properly. We found a marble room with a warm stone in the center, lit only by a dim starburst of fiber optics on the ceiling. Someone was already inside: through t... continue reading

So I've been babysitting for the Carters since I started college. They're this couple in their late thirties who live three houses down from my parents, and I've known them since I was like fourteen. Mr. David Carter is this tall guy with these intense blue eyes and has this habit of wearing these fitted polo shirts that show off his arms. I've always thought he was hot in a dad way but I never let myself think about it too much because hello, he's married and has kids and I'm his babysitter.

Mrs. Carter is some kind of sales executive and she travels a lot for work. Like, she's gone two or three weeks a month. So I've been over there more often lately, putting the kids to bed and just hanging out until David gets home from work.

The first time I noticed something was different was like a month ago. I was wearing these little denim shorts and a tank top because it was hot as hell and when he walked in from work he just stared at me for a second too long before saying hello. His eye... continue reading

My wife (F45) and I (M46) have a modest RV up north from us about 2 hours away that we purchased 2 years ago from a neighbour. We couldn't comprend spending the money on an actual cottage so this suits us perfectly.

Over the long weekend here in Canada last week we planned on heading up and prepping the RV for the summer. I had been gettjng everything ready all week to take up with us, but what I didn't know is my wife's friend, Alyssa, was heading up with us. Apparently she was really wanting to get away for the weekend and this sounded like a perfect opportunity.

I didn't think much of at, in fact, having an extra set of hands would be beneficial.

On Sunday night, after spending Saturday and all afternoon that day getting things set up, we decided to fire up the grill and have a few drinks. The ladies made some side dishes and polished off a couple bottles of wine during the afternoon/early evening and were feeling so pain.

After eating they asked if I would make us a fire ou... continue reading

When I was in my early 20s, I did a lot of online dating. I believe when I was 22, I met this cute 19year old woman online that I ended up hitting it off with. We decided to meet up for a date and had a great time. She even told me later about some of the subtle things I did that turned her on (just little moments and touches that she liked). We ended up dating for a while, but things didn’t exactly work out and we both agreed to split, but stay friends since we did really get along.

I was dating off and on for a few years after, still occasionally talking to her, and maybe meeting up for some fun every once in a while during a dry spell, but nothing consistent. One day, she messages me and asks if we can meet up asap. It seemed she was really upset and needed to talk. I told her to come by my place and we talked about her relationship issues and that she needed to move out. I offered her a spare room in my apartment and she agreed to stay with me.

Things started off normal, we wer... continue reading

Okay, so men who adore burying their head between a woman’s legs and not coming up until the job’s done, hey, you may understand this.

A guy friend of mine, we’ve known each other a long time, he’s officially hit a drought of 6 months. The thing he misses the most, apparently, is giving head.

In the car on the way to go shopping and to meet with other friends, he was outright with it.

“I’ve clearly found you on a very horny day.” I grinned.

That’s when my pussy started streaming wet. He went into detail about going without and how he’s not even bothered about a BJ in return.

My response was, “if a guy went down on me, he’s getting his dick swallowed. He’s likely getting his cum swallowed too.”

I could see the horny cogs working in his sex crazed brain. The conversation carried on. He went into the scent, the taste, the arching of hips when you get them close.

We then got out of the car. I was SO wet and feeling kinda needy for a hard working tongue.

So I kept that thought handy... continue reading

My college friend, Lera, invited me out for the weekend—her husband, Sasha, and his friends had rented a large cottage by the lake to celebrate his birthday. I'd recently broken up with my boyfriend and agreed right away: I wanted to unwind, get away from it all. Lera said it would be a small group, seven or eight people, all close friends, and I got ready without a care in the world. I had to take the train, then a taxi. I put on my favorite sundress—a lightweight one with thin straps, white with tiny blue flowers, and mid-thigh length. I only wore a swimsuit underneath, because Lera had promised a sauna and a dip in the lake. The sundress was slightly see-through in the sun, but that added to the feeling of summer freedom. The cottage turned out to be large, wooden, with a terrace and a barbecue in the yard. When I arrived, Lera happily hugged me and introduced me to the guests. The group included: the birthday boy himself, Sasha; his colleague Denis, a large, bearded man of a... continue reading

I was nineteen and in college, still living with my dad and my stepmom, Abella, who’d baked every birthday cake since I turned eleven. We were close, and I’d had fantasies about her I didn’t want to admit.

When I reached the door, I stood there on the doormat, listening. That’s because I heard Abella’s voice, which, even through the wall, was easy to recognize since it was so sweet.

“…No, Josh hasn’t touched me since his big promotion. I swear, if I didn’t have my toys, I’d forget what an orgasm felt like.” Laughter, then the chair scraping against tile. “No, I’m not joking. Honestly? I miss getting creampied. Like, the actual mess, you know?”

My fingers froze around the doorknob. I wanted to believe I misheard her, but Abella didn’t really do euphemisms. She never had. My brain short-circuited. Was it a cooking thing? My birthday was next week. Maybe she was talking about baking. It had to be about baking.

Through the window, I saw her in the kitchen, wireless earbuds plugged in,... continue reading

I still catch this guy pitching a tent whenever we have to work the same shift now. The whole goal was to ruin him for other girls, and I hope I came pretty close to it.

So this happened a few months ago. We were closing up the coffee shop we work at. He’s this younger, super quiet guy who started recently. I always noticed him sneaking looks at my chest. I definitely didn't make it easy for him since I always unbutton my work shirt pretty low the second the manager leaves for the night.

We were sitting in the back room doing inventory on our phones. I went to show him a funny video on my screen, but when I unlocked it, my browser was still open to my absolute filth from my morning solo session. I snatched it back super quick and was like "Uh, just use your phone to log the cups." He pulls his phone out, opens Safari, and boom he’s got a hub tab right there open to "petite POV." or some shit like that. Total degenerate, but I love it.

He turned so red and started aggressively swipin... continue reading

This past Saturday, there was a mysterious beeping in the kitchen. It took us like 30 minutes to find it and when we did it was the little display inside the fridge, flashing "H1". Well crap. So I know you all feel me when I say times are tight, a new fridge isn't in our budget, without having to dip into the emergency fund, and that's always a last resort.

Luckily, my husband, the awesome guy he is, knew what to do. He googled the code, read a bunch of articles and watched some videos and ordered the parts. Free shipping had them arriving yesterday.

Hubs gets home before, had a coffee and got to work. New parts in place, error code gone, just had to wait for it to cool down. Oh yeah, he changed the water filter too.

So by the time I got off work, picked up youngest daughter, took her to a after school thing and picked up dinner, it was almost 9:00 by the time I got home.

We chatted about odds and ends while he got up from his chair at the table and goes to the fridge, I hadn't... continue reading

This happened in my art class during my(18F) art class last year and i wanted to share it. Okay so I needed extra credit for my art elective so when the professor asked for a volunteer model for the figure drawing session I stupidly raised my hand without thinking.

I thought I would just sit there in clothes. Nope but instead they wanted nude.

When I got to the studio there were like 12 students already set up with their easels. My heart was pounding so hard, the professor gave me a robe and told me I could keep it on until I was ready. I went behind the screen, took everything off and literally stood there shaking for a minute. I kept thinking “Melanie you idiot, everyone is going to see you naked.”

I finally dropped the robe and got on the platform. The first pose was sitting on a stool with legs crossed. I felt so exposed then the professor asked me to do a lying pose on my side…that’s when it got crazy.

One of the students was this guy named James. He’s a senior who is really... continue reading

For my birthday. I booked an all inclusive trip to Mexico. I took a few of my friends to join the celebration. I specifically booked my own room. I wasn’t trying to save money by sharing a room, I wanted my own space in case I met someone and wanted to bring them back.

I went down to the pool and saw that it had a swim up bar. Do I walk slowly towards it? Swim towards it? Who cares. I just wanted a drink.

“Give me a shot of tequila and then make me a margarita,” I said. I tipped a dollar and waited. (It’s all inclusive, you don’t pay for drinks at the bar. But tipping after every drink gets you service quicker. A dollar a drink, two dollars, who cares. They just want you drunk and tipping haha”

A blond lady with big tits swims up and takes a seat two stools besides me. The swim up bar had stools. They were cemented to the ground. She left an open stool in between us. Why? There were so many spots. Maybe she thought it’d be easier for the bartender to serve us both.

I was feeling... continue reading

My name is Seryoga. My partner, Dimon, and I work at a 24-hour supermarket on the outskirts. I'm a security guard, he's a loader. It's a night shift, from ten to eight. The job isn't particularly grim: you only get a couple of drunks a night, but you can grab something from the shelves in peace while no one's watching and spend some time on your phone. The only downside is the cameras, but we know the blind spots by heart. Our administrator's name is Vika. She's about twenty-five, and has a stunning figure. She always wears a tight skirt that falls just below her butt, a blouse a couple of buttons unbuttoned, and underneath, she wears obviously expensive lace lingerie, which Dimon and I noticed a couple of times when she bent over. She has slender legs in heels, and plump lips painted scarlet. Her hair is dark, shoulder-length. We called her "Star" among ourselves. Because for us, ordinary working people, such a woman would never be in our future.... continue reading

This story happened twenty years ago, when I was 20 and home from college for the summer. My younger sister, Jane, who was 18 at the time, had been dating a local guy named Matt for a few months. I’d gone to school with him, but I barely knew him until he started seeing her. Matt was tall, athletic, dark-haired, and effortlessly handsome — the kind of guy who naturally drew attention.

To be honest, Jane was stunning. She had the kind of beauty people openly talked about: tall, long-legged, perfectly proportioned, with gorgeous features and flowing dark hair. She was also an exceptional athlete, especially in gymnastics, and would later earn a prestigious scholarship because of it.

I was attractive too, just in a different way. I was shorter, with a tight ass and beautiful perky boobs and a pretty face. But next to Jane, I often felt invisible. At family events, everyone would gush about how beautiful she was, while I rarely received the same attention. It could be frustrating and hur... continue reading

I was dating a college student, and her family invited me to her house out of state for Thanksgiving. Her dad didn’t want to let us sleep in the same room, so my gf went to her bedroom, I got the little sister’s bed, and lil sis got sent to the couch.

At some point during the night I was woken up by somebody rubbing my cock thru my shorts. I wasn’t overly shocked that my gf would sneak in to play around, we were very sexually active, horny people. When I started to get hard, she pulled it out of my shorts and started to suck me off. It was a nice wet passionate blowjob, and it didn’t take too long before she was swallowing every drop of my cum. She pulled my shorts back over my cock, gave it a little pat, and walked out of the room.

Next morning at breakfast, dad was cooking, little sister was at the table. My gf and her mom were still in bed. Dad asked me how I slept, and I told him good. When my gf walked into the room a couple minutes later he also asked her how she slept. She s... continue reading

I moved to the city for grad school a few months back and finally decided to get back out there after a massive three year breakup. I’d basically been a serial monogamist since I was a teenager, so the whole "hookup culture" thing was totally alien to me back then.

I’m on the shorter side, pretty fit from years of soccer and gym time. My drive has always been way higher than my ex could handle. My roommates eventually bullied me into downloading Hinge just to see what was out there.

That’s how I met Rob.

We’d been sending flirty texts for about two weeks because our schedules were a mess, but we finally linked up on a Thursday night at this crowded rooftop house party a friend of his was throwing. I wasn't expecting much, just some drinks and maybe a graceful exit if it was awkward lol

But the second I saw him leaning against the balcony railing, I knew I was in trouble. He had this messy dark hair, blue eyes that looked right through you, and a voice that was low and raspy in the... continue reading

This is from back in college but it still is one of my favorite stories. Let me set this up a little bit.

I loved college. My roommate John and I (Ben) were good friends. He had a very sexy gf, Jenna: light brown hair, 5’6, 135, 34D (I’d guess) and a nice round ass. Yes I noticed. You would too, trust me. And yes, John was clearly fucking “above his station” but good for him…he was pretty inexperienced before college. From the sounds of their antics in the bedroom, though, he was learning a lot from this girl. Damn. She didn’t shy away from being loud just because I was on the other side of the wall. Kinda hot for me too, honestly. I grew to have a little crush on Jenna. She was often in panties and a t-shirt in our place and yes I had jerked off and thought of her more than a few times.

So John tells me one night that he and Jenna are gonna be gone til after dinner the following day. He had class and then work and she had classes and then they were going out for food. Awesome. Thank... continue reading

My name is Oleg, I'm 34. I'm a clinical psychologist by training, but I've been doing field therapy for eight years now, leaving the office. I lead small groups into the mountains, the taiga, and sometimes even the Altai Mountains. I specialize in working with psychosomatics and body blocks. I've long noticed that when you take someone out of their usual context—without mirrors, makeup, or social media—something truly happens to them. Especially with women. Especially with those who've been carrying around a shell of "I'm not pretty enough," "I'm shy," and "nobody wants me" for years. The idea of creating an off-site intensive program has matured. Five days in the mountains of Karelia, offline, focusing on body acceptance and liberation. No offices, hotel rooms, or other frills. Just forests, lakes, tents, and a sauna on the shore. I called the program "Reboot." A month before the start, I launched an ad through my former... continue reading

I’m 34M, married to Sarah (32F) for 5 years. We’ve been together 8 total. Things at home are stable; good jobs, nice house, decent sex maybe once a week, but that spark we had in our 20s is mostly gone. Her best friend Aisha (31F) has been part of our circle the entire time. They met in college and are basically sisters. Aisha is gorgeous in that quiet, elegant way: tall, curvy hips, full chest, smooth olive skin, big expressive eyes, and long dark hair she always covers with a hijab in public. She dresses very modestly, long abayas, loose cardigans, high necklines, but you can still tell she’s built like a woman who turns heads when she walks.

Her husband is a decent guy, a bit older and pretty traditional. He travels a lot for work, sometimes weeks at a time. Aisha is the sweet, polite one in the group, always bringing food she cooked, remembering birthdays, the practicing Muslim who doesn’t drink but stays late laughing at our dumb jokes.

The first time I really noticed her differ... continue reading