My wife has a condition sexsomnia that makes her have sex in her sleep not all the time usually after she’s been drinking or if she’s really tired and stressed

She usually has no recollection of what shes done or sometimes she comes to when shes orgasms

So many times i have woken up to her sucking on my dick or riding my face or masterbating herself and shes so turned on and slutty and acts completely different then normal so lustful and needing it soo bad

Shes very embarrassed about and is horrified of some of the slutty things she has done

One weekend we went camping and joined into having drinks with a group of young guys camp next door. We decided to retire early to tent as we were getting a bit drunk and she always worries

We both went to sleep, but sometimes during the night she must’ve went out and somehow ended up being fucked in there tent she started to come to she was on her hands and knees with a cock in her mouth and another guy fucking her from behind and she w... continue reading

i'm sure you guys are already well familiar with my best friend Josie and her boyfriend Josh. when i first met them Josie was all shy and timid and honestly i think ive been a bad influence on her cause now every time i spend the night at their place shes all "breed her, baby. i wanna watch you put it in her." that's the first thing josie said once we were all actually in the room and it kind of set the whole tone for the night, because from that point on she did not shut up and i did not want her to.

so it was the three of us again. i've told you about them, josie's my best friend and josh has been her boyfriend for years now, and somewhere along the way i became the girl who ends up on their bed with the both of them, and honestly the arrangement just works. this time though josie didn't want to be in it.

she wanted to watch. she got herself set up against the headboard with her legs already open and told josh she just wanted to see him fuck me, and i knew what that meant before sh... continue reading

Those were hard times, but charming in their own way. I was working at the time for a company that sold everything from Turkish knitwear to computer diskettes. There was money, but there were also plenty of headaches. That's how I found myself in a reserved seat carriage on the Moscow-Kurgan train with a briefcase stuffed with cash. An astronomical sum by those standards—about twenty thousand dollars, I think. I was taking it to a business associate with strict instructions: don't meet anyone, don't drink, and don't leave the carriage. I chose a reserved seat on purpose—to blend in among the common folk, rather than be seen in the sleeper car, where every Tambourine punk identifies business travelers by the scent of their cologne. I rode on the bottom berth, pretending to be a tired worker, and gazed out the window at the passing birch trees. The boring town of Kurgan was still about eighteen hours away. At one of the stations—somewhere beyond Murom, I think—SHE floa... continue reading

We had been partying all day yesterday and ended up back at our house around 2am. We invited his buddy over for after party at our place and it turned into all of us laying on our couch watching TV together. My bf was snuggling me on the couch and pulled my top up and started playing with my pierced nipples. It felt so good I just closed my eyes on got lost in it for a couple minutes.

I opened my eyes after a few and looked over at our friend and he was watching him play with my tits from the other end of the couch. I asked him if he liked what he saw and that seemed to turn my bf on. “This always gets her so wet when I play with her nipples like this.” He said to his friend.

“Can I play with them?” He asked.

My boyfriend asked me “do you want him to come over here and play with you too?” And I said yes.

This ended up with his friend coming down to our end of the couch and both of them each playing with one of my tits. Sucking on my nipples and getting me so turned on. After awhil... 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 al... continue reading

I was twenty years old, and it was summer break, but when Mom opened the door, I knew right away I was in trouble.

Mom’s best friend Tori stepped inside, her arms overloaded with designer luggage, and her massive ass stretching the limits of a white sundress that looked painted on. Tori’s hips moved like she had their own planetary gravity; every step a slow-motion wobble of thick, tanned thigh and ass that put half my porn search history to shame. She wore wedge sandals and red toenails, and she didn’t so much walk as bounce and jiggle.

“Sarah!” she squealed, and dropped her bags to throw her arms around my mom.

The women collided, laughing and squeezing. Mom was beautiful, don’t get me wrong. She did yoga five days a week and never missed a 5K, but next to Tori, she looked like a swim coach next to a Sports Illustrated model. Tori bent at the waist to hug Mom, and I got a slow-motion, hi-def view of her sundress rising up her thighs, the thin cotton straining around an ass that lo... continue reading

Friends think I'm a model family man. Colleagues think I'm a quiet, henpecked husband. But I'm just a guy who realized: my dick only gets hard when I know someone else has already been inside my wife. And the dirtier, the rougher it is, the more hands and dicks there are, the harder it shakes me. Polina understood this before I did. She brought me into this life—the life of a cuckold who waits in the bushes, in the closet, behind the vegetable crates. Waiting to lick it off later. My wife Polina had completely developed a taste for infidelity and no longer hid the fact that she enjoyed being used roughly, without ceremony. She began staying late more often "on business" and always returned home with that same smell that drove me crazy. In mid-August, Polina said she was going to the vegetable market to pick up some seasonal fruit. She was wearing a light summer dress that barely covered her butt, and no underwear. I immediately realized it had nothing to do with... continue reading

hey everyone i need to get this off my chest because its been replaying in my head nonstop since it happened.

**TLDR: this is about my close friend who broke his right arm pretty badly. his hand was stuck in a heavy cast and he was complaining nonstop about how frustrating everything was especially taking care of himself.**

**I ended up helping him out as friends and jerking him off hahahah**

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one night we were hanging out at his place just watching movies and he looked super tense.

he finally admitted he hadnt cum in over a week because jerking off with his left hand felt awkward and the cast made it impossible to get comfortable. i felt bad for him and one thing led to another and i offered to help him out.

at first he laughed it off thinking i was joking but when i stayed serious and told him it was no big deal between friends he got quiet. i could see the bulge already forming in his shorts just from the conversation. i sat closer on the couch a... continue reading

This happened in college after a night out. I went out with the girls and these two guys who were roommates started hitting on us. My friend was immediately smitten with the guy she was talking to and they went to get a drink together. Within a few minutes they were making out inside and I just knew that she was going to go home with him. She was recently single and basically in a crashing out phase.

I liked my guy well enough and figured that I’d go home with him as well for my friend’s safety. He had leaned down to kiss me and I accepted it, he was actually pretty good. I really wasn’t planning on fucking him but I could imagine myself sucking his dick later. After a half hour or so they came back outside and wanted to go home. I remember sitting in the backseat with them and it was like I didn’t exist. My guy and I had joked about how they were going to fuck later when we were back at the bar.

We pull up to their house and it’s nice as fuck for a college house and my friend is u... continue reading

This guy was my main fuck buddy during my freshman year of college, as you can tell, there was quite the age and experience gap. This is exactly what I was looking for at the time, I had been sexually active before college but I still felt like I didn’t know what I was doing. He was a hot grad school student and I loved having sex with him, so I explored a lot of kinks with him during the year we hooked up.

He was the first guy to really pull my hair and talk shit while he fucked me. Eventually I used some of my allowance to go to the sex shop and buy my first butt plug and pair of handcuffs. I don’t go too far, but I explored a lot with him. It was Covid so it wasn’t uncommon for me to stay at his place for a few nights at a time, but one weekend he had the apartment to himself.

I went over on a Saturday night and stayed the night after we fucked. Once I got naked that night, I wouldn’t be putting any clothes on until Monday morning. I slept with him and I wasn’t wearing anything,... continue reading

**Everyone in this story is 18 years old.**

Small update today, but still wanted to share:

Things have been awesome between Bri and I. We’ve been texting nonstop, mostly about how excited we are to see each other next. I’m trying to play it cool, but it’s tough!

If I had it my way, we’d be hanging out every day. But I don’t want to seem too pushy, or give away the fact that we’re hooking up to our friends or parents. It’s not that I’m embarrassed to be with her (actually the complete opposite, I’m ecstatic about it lol). But like a lot of you have said, the build up and exploring together is the fun part. I really like how things are progressing, and I really want things to remain fun and casual. And if that means waiting a few extra days, then I’m happy to do it.

We briefly planned on getting together Tuesday, but then our friends suggested we go out to dinner, and we figured we should go. It was fun and normal, with the exception that Bri and I had to stifle our smiles and preten... continue reading

Most of the sex toys I (F23) own have been bought for me in exchange for pics or videos of me using them.

I once had a conversation with a group of friends about sex toys, and ended up telling them about the ones I have. I explained the above, how most had been gifts in exchange for pics or videos.

One of my guy friends later messaged me and asked if there was a toy I wanted that he could get me as per the arrangement I had explained.

I told him about the Lovense Lush, the pink remote vibe that responds to sound and movement and can be controlled over the internet. It's over $300 so I was never going to get it for myself. He agreed to buy me one and it arrived a couple days later.

I got it setup, fully charged and after a few minutes he was connected to it. Having it come to life in my hand, knowing he was the one making it move, made my already wet pussy twitch.

We’d already planned that I’d wear it somewhere public while he controlled it. On a perfect sunny day I put on my strap... continue reading

Don’t get me wrong, I’ve always been a sex-positive person and a firm believer in “we listen and we do not judge” when it comes to sex. I had a share of my wild experiences, mostly from my teens and twenties. At that same time, I always thought that to have a really good sex (and I mean REALLY good), some deeper connection, both emotional and intellectual, is a must. I, a 35 year old man, also believed that much younger women are just not my thing.

That was until I met M. We met on random while we were both vacationing by the sea. Turned out, we both came there because we needed a getaway, a small break from day to day. She seemed kind and nice. We talked for a bit, all SFW and friendly, we got a good banter. As we were saying goodbye, I asked her what are her plans for the evening, just out of curiosity. She planned to get a beer somewhere. Coincidentally, I had that same plan, so I asked if she wanted to meet later at a bar that got recommended to me. We exchanged numbers and decide... continue reading

He had an important dinner with his partners, and he repeated a hundred times: "Be home by seven, don't let me down." And as luck would have it, I was stuck in a meeting, then traffic jams, my phone died... I burst into the apartment just after eight, sweaty, in a business suit, in heels, and from the moment I stepped inside I knew there was going to be a storm. He was sitting in the living room, in the semi-darkness. He wasn't shouting. He was just looking. His gaze made my insides clench. I started babbling about a meeting, about traffic jams, but he interrupted me very quietly: "You've embarrassed me. I've called ten times." "I tried..." "Shut up. Go to the bedroom. Stand facing the wall and wait." Goosebumps ran all over my body. I took off my shoes and walked wobbly to the bedroom. I stood up as he told me. My heart was pounding somewhere in my throat. A couple of minutes later he came in, and I heard him lock the door. I could te... continue reading

My wife and I introduced 2 of our single friends back in 2011 and they ended up getting married. They live literally on our block & for years we’ve been very close and our families play together etc.

The wife, Emily, is a very go-getter corporate type. She’s a VP of something important sounding, very strait laced, always working etc. She’s thin and pretty, not a head turner, but def put together in heels and dresses every day.

9 months ago I get beers with the husband and he confessed that things have been bad and she wants a divorce. Tells me nothing happened but they just fell out of love. Says they had been having duty sex once a month, she would just lay there, literally not making a sound, and he thinks that maybe she’s asexual b/c she never really liked sex and she told him she’s incapable of orgasm

Well my wife, who’s her friend, got a different story. Since the divorce Emily has been getting FUCKED. Guys in their 20s from bars have fucked her from behind in the parking l... continue reading

My girlfriend (let's call her "K") is usually pretty reserved. We have a great sex life, don't get me wrong, but she's typically a bit shy and submissive. That all changes the second we step foot into a wedding reception.

It's like a switch flips in her brain. As soon as the champagne starts flowing and she hears the first slow song, she gets this look in her eye. It's primal. She'll grab my hand and drag me onto the dance floor, pressing her body against mine so hard I can feel her heart racing. She grinds on me to the point where I have to strategically hold my suit jacket in front of my crotch to hide my boner.

By the time dinner is over, she's a mess. She'll whisper in my ear, "I need you so bad, I'm soaking through my panties." She gets bold, running her hand up my thigh under the table. It's torture having to sit through the speeches and the cake cutting. She'll look at me and just mouth the words, "I want your cum."

We made it to the hotel room this weekend, and she didn't... continue reading

long story short, ive been getting hit up non stop on tinder ever since I made a new one at the start of the year. I've been unashamedly having as much fun when I can and trying my hardest to keep a self imposed rule to not rack up a huge body count by just accepting as many swipes as I can, but so far this year ive hooked up with 4 seperate men and kept them for decently long stretches as a fwb. The first of the 4 was my first time ever getting with a white guy and since then ive pretty much been hooked on how much attention ive been getting from white men and i swear they make the effort to go above and beyond with me in bed. I dont question it, I just enjoy it😂

Anyways to the actual story here. My current fling has been dicking me down at least once a week now. Sometimes if our schedules line up jusy right we can sneak in a 2nd. Hes very good with his tongue and hands and just this past Sunday, he did something that I think I will always want a man to do from now on🫠 we were on my... continue reading

It all happened so quickly. My wife and I were fucking in our room when our dog started barking at the door.

“I heard someone knock,” my wife said.

Fuck. I grumbled. I pulled out of my wife and threw on a robe. Better go make sure it’s not an emergency. My dick is pretty big and it was still hard, so to hide it I tucked it under the robe sash which was tied around my waist.

At the door, I grabbed my dog's collar to make sure he didn’t run and reached towards the handle. When I opened it, there was a cutely dressed younger woman holding a clip board standing practically in my doorway.

“Hi there,” she drew out her greeting in a disarming innocent tone.

“Have you heard of \\\*her organization\\\*, we’re a nonprofit humanitarian group here in the area.” She smiled and looked down at my dog excitedly as she finished speaking.

“Oh hi,” I said. I really wasn’t expecting this.

“No I haven’t, but now really isn’t a good time sorry.” I replied, trying to be polite.

I was holding my... continue reading

When I was in college, I lived in the mother-in-law suite of a family friend who was married and had 2 kids. The mom was a nurse, and the dad traveled a lot with his job, so 2-3 nights a week they needed a babysitter until the mom got home at the end of her shift. I was happy to watch the kids some, but I couldn’t do it ask the time bc of my job, so they found another student who could be there when they got home from school and stay until the mom got home. She didn’t have a car, though, so she walked from campus, which wasn’t that far. One of the first times she watched the kids, the mom came and got me when she got home and asked if I could keep an eye on the kids while she drove the babysitter back to campus bc it was already getting dark. I could tell she was dog tired, so I said that I could drive her back to campus if that was easier.

We talked a little on the way and hit it off, and then I started seeing her more when she was at the house and giving her rides back to campus. O... continue reading

I'm twenty-nine. I work for a large logistics company. In the sales department. Our team is small and close-knit. Dimon, Seryoga, and I are the trio that manages half the workload. And above us is Tatyana Leonidovna. She's the executive director. She's forty-three years old. She's a striking woman. Tall, stately, with the posture of a former basketball player. Broad shoulders, long, strong legs. Her C-cup breasts are always encased in formal blouses. Her butt is round and curved, tightly clasped by a skirt below the knees. She wears heels and clacks down the hallway so loudly that heads turn. Her hair is light brown, cut in a bob. Her face is well-bred, with fine features, and her gaze is sharp and commanding. She's been divorced twice. No children. She lives for her work. She had a rock-solid character. Her voice was well-trained and commanding. At the slightest provocation, she'd call you to the carpet and scold you so hard the walls would shake. But she wa... continue reading