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Many different events have happened in my life, but I will never forget that day at the department, no matter how much time passes. It all started when I, as the youngest and most reliable lab assistant, was asked to stay after classes on Friday to help sort through an old archive. The lectures had long since ended, the hallways were empty, and the only people left in the building were me, the caretaker, Semyon Borisovich, two graduate students, Grisha and Tolik, and Professor Veniamin Arkadyevich, who had locked himself in his office and was said to be working on documents. We were sitting in a cramped, windowless utility room, sorting through dusty folders, and the air there was so stuffy and heavy it made my head spin. It smelled of old paper and something musty, like a cellar. I was wearing a light dress because I was getting ready for a normal day, not a cleaning day. It kept riding up when I leaned over the lower shelves, and I caught quick glances from Grisha and Tolik. At fi... continue reading

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I (34M) had been chatting with this adorable 22-year-old for a couple of weeks. She was the ultimate girl-next-door type—petite, fair-skinned with soft freckles across her nose, long wavy hair, and that innocent smile that made her look like she belonged in a coffee shop working on her novel rather than in my bed. But behind the shy texts, she was absolutely starving for it. When she invited me over saying the house was empty, I drove straight there.

The second we got to her room things exploded. We were making out like teenagers, and within minutes she was naked beneath me on her bed. She was so tiny and tight I had to go slow at first, but once I was fully inside her she wrapped her legs around me and started moaning like she’d been waiting months for a proper fuck. Missionary, her small perky tits bouncing with every thrust, her pale skin flushing pink as I railed her deeper. She was soaked, gripping my back, whispering how good it felt. I had her right on the edge, pounding steadi... continue reading

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My teammate’s boyfriend was also my ex-fling. We’d hooked up for a few months before he ever met her, late nights, no labels, the kind of arrangement that lived in texts and dorm rooms and the back of his car. He was rough in a way I liked too much. He had a thick cock that he knew how to use and a mouth that made me scream and beg for mercy every time we were alone. When they started dating, I told myself it was fine; we were done. I could be normal about it; it’s like we had never slept together at all.

At parties I played nice; I’d smile when she brought him over. I’d laugh like it was part of the script in a movie. I’d pretend my stomach didn’t tighten every time his eyes found mine across a room. We got good at the act of pretending like he hadn’t bent me over and filled me with cum on more than one occasion.

Underneath our facade, the truth wasn’t so great. His jaw flexed when I showed up in something short, and my pulse spiked when he stood close enough that I could smell his... continue reading

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My hubbys brother always looks at me like he wants me

Me being the little flirt that i am i always love to tease him

He was staying at our house we were watching a movie and hubby decided to go to bed

I went and slipped of my panties came back and layed on the lounge with a blanket

After a while i pretended to be asleep and lifted the blanket and my nightie giving him a fully exposed view of my pussy

I was dripping wet trying to get the courage to peek and see his reaction

After a while i let out a few little moans wiggling my ass and finally started to touch myself

I could hear him moving and was hoping so bad that he would get the point and fuck me

I could feel my juices running and knew just how naughty it was

I finally mustered up the courage to peak through squinted eyes to find him out of his chair Closely watching stroking his dick

I wanted to scream fuck me

But knew that i had to pretend i was fully asleep and dreaming

I kept... continue reading

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Thanks to everyone who enjoyed the first part and made it the most upvoted story in the last month! Here's Part 2:

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It's not very often I get to look forward to going to work, but this was one of those days. I clocked in promptly at 4pm and practically ran to the electronics department. The first thing I'd do when I came in was get the keys from the morning shift worker and do a quick hand-off chat, but I simply couldn't focus on anything he was saying.

It's funny how one day you don't notice someone and the next day you're analyzing their every move. Had Kelsey always bent over the register counter like that with her ass sticking up, or was it a subtle message to me today? I didn't really care either way because all I could think about was ripping her pants off right there and fucking her in front of the whole store. That's not how this story goes, obviously, but it was fun to think about.

The start of my shift was fairly busy, as usual. Office workers getting off work and sto... continue reading

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last night i went home with a guy and he came in like two minutes and just rolled over and fell asleep? i'm still kind of annoyed about it honestly. at least i was at first, but it ended up turning out okay. thanks to his roommate hehe ;)

so i matched with this guy on tinder and we had been talking for a few days and he was cute and seemed normal enough and i was horny and bored. i went over to his apartment and we had a drink and talked for a bit and then we started making out on his bed and clothes came off pretty fast. he was decent looking, nothing crazy. i was already wet before i even got there because i had been thinking about getting fucked all day. i wanted it bad you have no idea.

he got on top of me and slid his cock into my pussy and it felt good for like a second and then he just started going so fast. like jackhammering. no buildup, no foreplay really, just straight to pounding and i barely had time to adjust. i was trying to get into it but he came inside me before i e... continue reading

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josie and i went to this kink party last night. we had been wanting to go to one together for a while and we finally just did it because one of her close friends invited us. i'm not gonna lie, i already knew going in that i wanted something kinda crazy to happen that night. i was feeling extra hypersexual and for whatever reason i just felt kinda reckless.

so we're sitting on this couch together, drinking, talking to a few people, and there's this group of guys kind of hovering near us. everyone at the party was pretty tipsy at this point and a few people had already started making out and hooking up. one of the guys just looks at us and goes "you two should kiss". he said it as a bit of a joke but i don't think he realized how willing we actually are.

josie looked at me. i looked at her. she had this little naughty smile on her face and i could tell she was already thinking what i was thinking.

"come on," another guy said. "just do it."

so i leaned in and kissed her. not a peck. i... continue reading

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Last Friday I (25f) ended up at this house party with a bunch of people, over ten of us, five girls including me and maybe seven guys. Not all close friends, just faces from other nights or brand new. We drank, ate pizza, then decided to play “never have I ever” with tequila shots. Rules were that our confessions could be regular or filthy, but everyone had to be honest.

A few rounds in, one of the girls said “never have I ever touched another girl’s bare tits.” Everyone drank except one guy. Logan. I knew him a little, he was this nerdy geek type in his late 20s, kind but quiet outside his own circle. The other guys noticed he didn’t touch his shot and started poking at him until he admitted he was still a virgin. They wouldn’t let up, throwing stupid jokes, mocking, needling him until his face went bright red and he said he regretted even playing.

Me and the other girls tried to shut it down and cheer him up but it wasn’t landing. The whole thing had turned from fun to him being t... continue reading

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My name is Vera. This is the story of how I ordered new wallpaper and received something completely different. My husband, Andrey, had been promising to renovate our bedroom for six months. One less-than-ideal day, tired of listening to his excuses about being busy, I simply hired a crew. More precisely, one person—Timur. A friend recommended him, praising his skill and reasonable prices. My husband reacted to my high-handedness with a sluggish air: "Okay, let him try. Just don't bother me with all this nonsense; let him figure it out himself." Timur arrived on Monday morning. Tall, calm, with calloused palms and a piercing brown gaze. Compared to my perpetually tired husband, hunched over his laptop, he looked like an alien from a planet where men still have arms growing out of their shoulders. For the first two days, I watched him with a mixture of curiosity and annoyance. He did everything himself: removing old furniture, stripping wallpaper, and spackling the walls.... continue reading

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During a girls trip to Vegas we met a group of guys and started drinking with them. The one I was interested in kept buying me drinks and by the end, I was very drunk. I almost told him, and I should have told him, I was going to let him fuck me even if I was sober. Anyways, I ended up in his hotel room and the parts I remember we fucked pretty much all night. I woke him up the next morning by jerking his morning wood which ended up with him bending me over one more time and fucking me.

I was still half buzzed but knew I felt a bit sore from the night. When I went to leave his room and put my dress on, then pull my fishnets back on, I came to find the crotch and the ass of them completely ripped open. That’s when I realized and remembered him tearing them open and pushing his cock into my ass. I must have been hungry for it because I know we fucked multiple times that night. It’s a very blurry memory and I wish I was more with it to remember it more clearly because it’s pretty hot. Wh... continue reading

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A while back I had a thing with a married man, his wife was stunning but they had completely stopped having sex and he came to me and the sex was incredible, like some of the best I had ever had, he developed feelings and so did I but I knew it was never going to work and I told him to go fix his marriage, which he did, and eventually they started exploring new things together and she decided she wanted a threesome with another girl.

He reached out to me.

She did not know about our history. I know that is bad. I also knew I wanted to fuck him again and I wanted her to watch me do it, so I said yes.

The power of the whole situation was doing things to me from the second I walked in, like I knew something she did not and I was about to use it, and I spent the whole night leaning into that.

At one point I was on top of her making out with her and playing with her tits and he was lining himself up behind me and I looked down at her and said scooch up, get a good view of your husband fu... continue reading

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The bike died on the outskirts of town, coughing and spitting blue smoke. I managed to slide to the side of the road, curse out loud, and even kick the innocent tire, though it was clear from the start that the tire wasn't the problem. After half an hour of fruitless fiddling with the carburetor, I admitted defeat and headed along the highway to what the map said was a village with the promising name "Remont." It sounded like a mockery. The workshop was found just beyond a slanted sign—a long, corrugated iron hangar, in front of which sat the rusty hulk of a Gazelle and several motorcycles in varying states of disrepair. Inside, the smell of machine oil, old rubber, and heated metal was strangely soothing, like the scent of an autumn forest. The owner stood with her back to me, bent over the workbench. She looked to be around thirty-five or forty, one of those women whom age neither beautifies nor deforms, but simply molds into a tight, shapely form. Her work overalls we... continue reading

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Personally, I regretted my MFM experience a lot.) I’ll only tell you about the very first time so I don’t overload you.

My husband talked me into diversifying our sex life. Fine, okay. He invited his best friend. First fail — the friend’s dick turned out to be bigger, even if only slightly. I can read my husband’s emotions, so I immediately realized it upset him. Personally I don’t give a damn about size, but male ego is fragile, unfortunately.

Second fail — the buddy immediately put his cock in my pussy and you couldn’t drag him out of there by the ears, while the husband was supposed to make do with my mouth. Apparently for men a vagina ranks higher than a mouth, so the husband took offense. But he gave in.

Then he got even more puffed up when he saw that the friend had a finger in my ass. You see, I rarely allow my husband that, and here I immediately let a stranger do it — though to be honest, in that situation I didn’t even have time to protest. The fact that his buddy periodic... continue reading

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I’ve recently discovered I’m a complete slut for attention and that I get wet talking about my experiences. So you all get to read about my recent date.

I matched with him on Hinge about ten days before we met. The chat was good from the start, not just surface level. He asked actual questions and remembered the answers. At one point I mentioned I get nervous talking about work and he said “then tell me something that doesn’t feel like work.” That small shift made the whole conversation feel easier. By the time he suggested drinks I already kind of wanted to like him.

We met at a quiet bar. He was taller than I expected, maybe 6’1, broad shouldered but not gym bro bulky, with dark hair and the kind of quiet face that just looked really cute. Soft spoken, and he had this way of looking at me like he was actually listening instead of waiting for his turn to talk. I’m only 5’5 so I had to tip my head back a little when he stood to hug me, and I caught him glancing down the length of my... continue reading

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I was home alone and it was 103 outside. Even though I was stripped down in front of the fan it was still too hot. I could have turned on the a/c but it seems wasteful by myself.

And then I thought about him. The guy I sucked off at the 4th of July party. There’s kind of a thing between us now. He has a nice place and a nice car. He probably doesn’t even think about turning the a/c on when it’s hot. I thought about asking first but assuming it made it hotter.

I texted him: “You can fuck me if I can hang out in your a/c this afternoon.”

His response: “Oh fuck. Ok.”

Alright. That was fine. He could have upped his game, but I wasn’t dissuaded.

I went to get dressed, and laughed at myself. Considering him, our “relationship,” my request… I went with a white tank top, denim shorts, and literally nothing else. If I’m going to be that slutty, I should dress that slutty. My shortest shorts. The ones that are too short for public really.

I stopped, and looked at myself in the mirror, an... continue reading

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she is one of my closest friends, we tell each other everything, and she has known for a while that I think her boyfriend is incredibly hot, like we have talked about it multiple times, it is not a secret between us at all.

so the other night I was at their place, just the two of us pregaming before we went out, he was staying home because clubs are not his thing, we ate some food, had some drinks, smoked a little, the usual, and then she decided she needed to shower before we left.

but before she got up she looked at me and said, completely casually, "you should blow him while I'm in there, keep him company" and then winked at him and walked off to the bathroom like she had just suggested I make him a cup of tea.

I know her well enough to know she meant it.

we sat there for a second doing the awkward laugh thing and then I just asked him if he wanted me to.

he said: are you serious.

I said: yes.

his cock is maybe seven inches, slight curve, thick veins running along it, good th... continue reading

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A bunch of us were hanging out at her country house, and she brought her younger brother along. There was a ton of alcohol, and I got pretty tipsy. Everyone was taking turns going to the sauna, so I was walking around in my swimsuit. It is pretty revealing and definitely sexy. He is 18.

Of course, the guys kept staring, but her younger brother was the one who really turned me on. He was not looking at me in some hungry, animalistic way. He looked shy and embarrassed, even though it was obvious he wanted me.

I spent the whole evening teasing him on purpose. I would stroke his leg, casually press my chest against his shoulder, things like that. Whenever he handed me something or brought me something, I would always kiss him on the cheek.

When everyone else went to the sauna, the two of us stayed behind to make salads. That was when I noticed he had a huge erection.

I have no idea what came over me, but I offered to help him out. A few moments later, I had my hand wrapped around his d... continue reading

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last year I was at a pregame with my best friend Cora, both of us a few drinks in, and I noticed she kept shifting around like sitting hurt, and drunk me had zero filter so I just asked her directly what was wrong with her ass, and she went red but she was also tipsy enough to just tell me.

she'd hooked up with this guy the night before, really cute, they'd gone back to his place and she'd let him do whatever he wanted and apparently whatever he wanted had been a lot, and the problem was the size, like it had hurt and she hadn't said anything because she didn't want to be rude, and she'd already decided she didn't want to see him again specifically because of it.

I told her she was being dramatic and she said I wish and then somehow, in the way that drunk conversations escalate into terrible decisions, I said something like I bet I could handle it fine and she looked at me for a second and said okay fifty dollars says you can't take it without tapping out and I said make it a hundred... continue reading

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I’m an actor on a current movie in production, to be released in the next year or two. We do filming way in advance, and then there’s editing, reshoots, marketing campaigns to be thought up and promos to shoot. All that to say, we are still filming

But there have been some difficulties along the way. For the sake of this story, I’m Chris (No, not Hemsworth, Evans, Pine, Pratt, or any others you can think of). And my costar will be called Ana. The director shall also remain anonymous, as even alluding to who they might be can get you blacklisted in this industry. But let me be clear: he is a massive perfectionist prick.

When I say perfectionist I don’t mean we need to have the sets perfect and the lines and marks exactly right. I mean that he will have us run the same shot 50 times or more if he doesn’t like it. Tweaking it and our directions over and over until all of us are blue in the face. He’s obsessed with realism and authenticity. When me and Ana both got cast for the movie, w... continue reading

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Hi everyone! I thought I'd share something that happened to me last week. I still can't believe it happened to me. I've never written anything like this before, so please don't judge me too harshly. A little about myself. My name is Lena, I'm thirty-two years old, and I've been married for six years. My relationship with my husband is good, but in bed, things are very bland. He tries, and I try, but it feels more like fulfilling marital duties than real sex. I can't even remember the last time I experienced something truly intense. That's probably why it all happened. A friend had been telling me to get a massage for a while. She said it helps me relax, unwind, and feel like a woman. I kept demurring, but then I finally made an appointment. I chose a more expensive salon so that everything would be decent. I asked for a male massage therapist—my friend said men have stronger hands and are better at working my back. Honestly, I just imagined that men&#... continue reading

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