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This happened while we were all in college. We were at this big beach house with a group of friends. Rooms were limited, so Maya (my girlfriend), her best friend Lena, and I ended up in the same room, one queen and a twin. Maya and I took the queen. Lena took the twin a few feet away. It felt normal.

The third night everyone stayed up drinking on the porch. By the time we came inside, Maya was already half-asleep. She pulled the covers up, kissed me once, and was out within minutes. Lena changed in the bathroom and came back in a soft oversized shirt that kept slipping off one shoulder. She climbed into her twin bed. I was in shorts, still drunk from the beer and the salt air, lying on my back next to Maya. The room was quiet except for the waves through the open window and Maya’s slow, even breathing beside me.

I dropped off hard.

I don’t know how long I was under.

The first thing that reached me was the careful shift of the mattress on my side. Soft fingers testing the waistband... continue reading

So this happened two days ago and I'm literally still tasting him lol I need to talk about it

My best friend Soren turned 20 and had a small thing at his house after class, just our friend group, snacks, cake, no alcohol because we all had class the next morning. Soren and I have been close for almost four years, same program since high school, he's this soft artsy type who listens to k-pop and reads novels and has never had a girlfriend because he says he hasn't found anyone he likes yet. He's not my type AT ALL, like he's cute and very pretty (he's paler than me which is annoying lol) but I've never been attracted to him, he's just my person, the guy I go to for everything

That said... I've been curious about his dick for a WHILE 😳 because we joke about that stuff constantly, I'll tell him his dick is small and he'll say "suck it then" and I'll say "show me and I will" and we just go back and forth like that and nobody in our friend group even blinks anymore because that's just how... continue reading

The phone rang at half past one in the morning. I wasn't sleeping. I was just lying there and staring at the ceiling. I picked up the phone. - Are you sleeping? I recognized the voice right away. Lenka. A classmate. We hadn't seen each other for about three years, I think. Not since she married some serious guy with a job and a car. - No. — Come over. Just to talk. She gave me the address. I didn't ask what had happened. I could tell from her voice that it had already happened. I got dressed and went out. She opened the door immediately, as if she'd been standing underneath it. She was wearing a robe, her hair was hastily pulled back, and her eyes were red. — Come in. I took off my shoes. I went into the kitchen. On the table was an open bottle of wine and one glass. She took out a second one. — Let's talk? We talked. About university, about his stupid jokes, about how he stole her from under my nose back in our fourth year. She laughed, then cried, then laughed... continue reading

My laptop was propped on my knees and I was halfway through a binge of James Bond movies when the front door banged open and let in a blast of humidity and the scent of wet sand.

And Mia, tracking both behind her. I didn’t need to look up to know it was my sister. Only Mia could make an entrance like that: towel slung over one tanned shoulder, duffel bag in tow.

At 22, my older sister looked every bit the beach volleyball player: 5’6″ of toned, athletic curves with long, sculpted legs, a narrow waist, and a round, firm ass that strained against her spandex shorts. Her dark brown hair, still wet from the ocean, clung to her neck and shoulders in wild, salty strands. But it was her face that always hit me hardest: high cheekbones, full lips, and those bright hazel eyes that could switch from playful teasing to pure mischief in a heartbeat. She was beautiful in that effortless, sun-kissed way that made it impossible not to stare.

But now something else caught my attention. She was crad... continue reading

So there's this woman at my gym, Priya, she's like 30. We're not really friends, more like we always end up on treadmills next to each other and started chatting. A few months ago we grabbed smoothies after a session and somehow the conversation got really personal really fast. She started telling me about how she has this thing where she cums super quick during sex, like within a couple minutes, and then everything gets so sensitive it almost hurts and she completely loses interest. She said guys get annoyed because they feel like she's done with them before they've even started, and she tried hooking up with women but she has zero desire to go down on a girl or do anything back so they lose patience too. She was venting about it like she was genuinely frustrated (not the word, I mean like actually upset about it) and I just felt bad for her.

I don't even know how it happened exactly but we went back to her apartment and I ended up going down on her. I'd never done anything with a gi... continue reading

My heart rate maintains a steady pace in anticipation of what’s to come. In the heat of the moment I’ve forgotten that it’s my turn to date Sophie.

“I’m waiting.” She says, with a seductive look in her eye. I look back at her, my eyes can’t help but wonder down to her perfect tits. “Eyes are up here.” She jokes. God, stop staring at your sister’s tits. I think to myself.

“Uhhhh right, a dare.” I stutter, looking back and forth between the girls. “Well, let’s keep on theme. Sophie, I dare you to eat Jess out for 30 seconds.” I wait nervously for their response to my outlandish request.

Without saying anything, Jess raises her body from the water and slides her g-string off of her curvy hips. She reveals a neat cunt, with a sneaky landing strip shaved neatly above her clit. She sits on the edge of the hot tub and spreads her legs wide. What a sight, I wish I was the one about to taste her juices.

“Mmmm it’s been a while.” Sophie says, positioning her head in front of Jess’s wet p... continue reading

Kai has been my best friend for almost two years, like ACTUALLY platonic, no tension, no flirting, just two depressed people who bonded over sad playlists and sitting in silence together when neither of us had energy to talk. He'd just gotten out of this long relationship and I was going through it mentally so we just kind of found each other. He's tall, lean, has these dark eyes and messy hair but I literally never thought about him like that because he was just Kai, my safe person, the guy I'd fall asleep next to on his couch watching documentaries about cults at 3am

So two nights ago I was at his apartment, his roommates were all gone for the weekend, we were on the floor listening to music and sharing his speaker going back and forth with songs and I got up to queue something on his laptop and before I could step away he grabbed my wrist and just... looked at me

And I swear to god this was not the Kai I knew because the Kai I knew has never once made me feel anything below the wa... continue reading

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

It was a fun week leading up to Tara coming over to babysit Saturday evening. We teased each other about Tara. We role played a 3some with her several times, which made for great sex. We both just hoped she would be curious again, see the note and play along.

When she came over Saturday, she was dressed similar to last week. Her demeanor seemed to be a little different. She was complimenting us about our outfits, especially my wife's and seemed to be a little flirty. We left with the excitement of what could happen later.

When we got home, Tara was in a different mood. She wasn't as bubbly as she was before we left. I instantly thought she had trouble with the kids. She said that everything was good and left in a hurry. I was puzzled at her behavior but my wife didn't care. She instantly went into her closet when Tara left.

"She's been in here. The note is gone and the lingerie is messed up."

When I get to my wife, she's smelling all of her lingerie. She has a tight top on and I ca... continue reading

Nico is this guy in our friend group who I was SO sure was gay when I first met him. Like he's gorgeous, sharp jaw, tall, skinny, great hair, but the way he moves and talks is super soft?? Very animated, very expressive, does this thing where he flips his hand when he's telling a story. I had a massive crush on him but I was like okay this beautiful man likes men, I'll just make him my bestfriend and admire from a distance (tragic right)

TURNS OUT HE'S STRAIGHT. Just feminine. I didn't believe it until we were all roasting each other around the campfire and I ran out of comebacks so I called him a f*g (I KNOW I KNOW it just came out) and this man looks me dead in the eyes and goes "keep talking and I'll fuck that attitude out of you"

My jaw literally dropped lmaoo I had never heard him say ANYTHING like that. Like sir you were just showing me skincare routines twenty minutes ago??

So that night everyone got wasted except me and him. I was on mom duty making sure nobody choked on the... continue reading

Sophie continues to walk into the pool, she gets deeper and deeper until just her head remains above the water. “There we go, happy?” She asks with a playful smile.

“Very!” Jess responds, before I can say anything.

My erection continues to point at the sky, I’m sure the girls have noticed it by now so I stop trying to hide it and sit proudly with the tent in my shorts.

Sophie remains in the pool, leaning on the edge near Jess and I, continuing to sip away at her wine. Her tits floating just in front of her, I can’t help but continue to try and get a cheeky peak.

“So Pat, what’ll it be? Truth or Dare? Or is there any point asking?” Jess says to me.

“Hmmm I think I’ll choose truth.” I say just to annoy Jess.

“You’re no fun.” She laughs. “But that has reopened our discussion from earlier, how many girls have you fucked in college?” She asks half biting her lip. Her green eyes look at me seductively, as she leans forward slightly on her chair.

“Ahhh, well to be honest only tw... continue reading

They rented a dacha for the summer, an old log house on the edge of the village, with a sagging fence, apple trees, and a sauna house at the back of the property. Neighbors were rare, mostly on weekends, and on weekdays it was so quiet you could hear the overripe apples falling. That Friday, Lena arrived alone. Her husband was supposed to be arriving later; he had a big emergency at work, so she decided not to wait for him in stuffy Moscow and instead dash out of town. By the time she got there and unpacked her bags, it was already dark. The house greeted her with the smell of old wood and dust. She opened the windows, letting in the night air, scented with grass and river dampness. A text came from her husband: "I'll be late, don't wait up." She chuckled, put her phone down, thought, "Here we are, romance!" She poured herself some tea, and sat on the veranda. She was too lazy to heat the bathhouse alone, but her body ached from the journey and she wanted to... continue reading

I matched with this Swedish exchange student on Tinder. Arvid. 6'4, blonde, shoulders like a doorframe, the kind of build where you see his photos and go "those are edited" and then he shows up and he's BIGGER in person?? He took me to this sushi place, pulled my chair out, paid for everything. Total gentleman. Halfway through dinner he leans in and goes "just so you know... I'm a lot to handle" and I'm like okay buddy every guy thinks he's big lol

CUT TO HIS APARTMENT

We barely got through the door before he had me pressed against the wall kissing me. Big hands on my waist pulling me into him and I could already feel him hard against my stomach through his jeans (against my STOMACH, that should've been the warning sign). Clothes came off fast, I don't even remember the order, and then I pulled his jeans down and just... stared.

His cock was forearm thick. I am not exaggerating. The kind of big where your brain needs a second to do the math like is this physically going to fit insid... continue reading

My wife and I used Tara as a babysitter for a couple of years. Our kids loved her and she got along with them well. Tara graduated high school then went off to college. We had to find a different sitter until she came back home from college.

Before college, Tara was a quiet, smart girl. Always wore big sweatshirts and tights. She ran cross country so she was in good shape but never showed off her body. It changed when she came over the first time coming back.

She had a tight top on and shorts. You could see her abs and her breasts were framed nicely in her top. Her ass had a nice curve to it and her muscular legs were almost splitting her shorts. My wife and I were both shocked at her appearance but she was her normal self, personality wise.

When we got back from our date and Tara went home. We went into our room to change to go to bed. My wife noticed that some of her lingerie was out of place that was hanging in the closet. She is very OCD about her clothes and lingerie and could... continue reading

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

I keep thinking about last weekend and smiling like an idiot so I figured I'd post about it.

So my friend Danny and I have been close since freshman year. We're not dating or anything, we've just always had this comfortable thing where we hang out constantly and there's probably some tension there but neither of us has ever done anything about it (until now obviously lol).

Last Saturday he came over to help me wash my car. It was still hot out where I live, we were in my driveway, and at some point I sprayed him with the hose because he said something dumb and it turned into a full on water fight. We were both completely drenched, covered in soap, my shirt was see-through and stuck to me and I could see him trying not to stare which was adorable.

Nobody else was home so I told him we should just throw our clothes in the wash and take a shower to get the soap off. He said okay but when I started pulling my shirt off in the laundry room he got all stiff and awkward. Like he didn't kno... continue reading

This took place a few years ago, back during the summer before college….

I was best friends with Haley since forever, we grew up only a few houses away from eachother, her family had a pool and every summer her house became a 2nd home to me. Haley and I had no secrets, we told eachother just about everything and we had even been each other’s first kiss years ago (playful of course, we never dated or were intimate before what happened here).

Except there was one secret building inside that I had been trying to avoid as not to make our friendship awkward…. Haley was insanely hot, brunette, pretty eyes, cute face, thick thighs and a perfect ass, as well as the most amazing tits i’d ever seen, and as we were recent grads spending our days tanning and splashing in her pool, seeing her beautiful large boobs spilling out of her tight bikinis, and helping her rub tanning lotion on her back for her, it was becoming increasingly hard to pretend I didn’t want to fuck her before we moved to diff... continue reading

As a warning this starts with a little somno

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The next morning I woke on my stomach, feeling my boyfried on my back. His dick was already a bit inside me when I opened my eyes. He was pushing into me.

We fell asleep naked after a night of fucking. A night where I ate my brother's girlfriend out and then we fucked our boyfriends.

Trent starts out slow but gradually goes faster with his thrusts. I look over to the bed next to us and it's empty. Then I hear the moans coming from the bathroom. Mark and Lisa must be taking a shower and fucking.

The thought has my pussy gripping my boyfriend's fat cock. I'm not sure if he knows I've awakened or cares. We've talked about him fucking me in my sleep if he's horny but we've never done it.

After a few more thrusts and I whimper. He's hitting all the right spots inside me. He's thrusting faster, I can tell he's close. I cum and not quiet when I do.

He then buries himself deep as he spills his creak in me. He pants a bit and res... continue reading

A few years ago I was on a double-date of sorts with my friend Brian and his girlfriend Kelsey, as well as her friend Allison who I had only met once but was interested in getting to know better. Allison was a hairdresser, about 5'0" and quite busty. Just my type. Kelsey had told me she was into me after our first meeting so I was excited to see where this night went.

We went to dinner, walked around a local fair that was going on and then headed back to Brian & Kelsey's place to hang out and play some games. As the night progressed it was clear that we were into each other, and after a few hours of games and drinking Brian decides to head upstairs to pass out leaving me alone with Allison and Kelsey. We moved to the couch and put on some Netflix and continued chatting a bit more. I was already sitting next to Allison on the couch when Kelsey decided to join us which placed me in between the two. Figuring I had already sealed the deal and was getting a bit excited I brought up som... continue reading

I got a job as a security guard at a construction site the summer after my second year. The pay wasn't great, but the work was easy: sit in a trailer, patrol the area twice a night, and make sure cables and tools weren't stolen. The site was secluded, behind garages, with not a soul around. It suited me—I was reading a lot back then, and here it was quiet. The woman showed up a week later. Her name was Lyuda. She worked as a crane operator, but the crane at that site hadn't been installed yet, so she was assigned to work as a storekeeper—handing out gloves, hard hats, and nails. She lived right there, in a trailer next to my trailer. She was about thirty-five, maybe a little older. Not a beauty, but shapely: strong arms, a wide backside, large breasts, but not sagging, like dough in a pan—they rose when she laughed. She was cheerful and loud. She would come out in the evening in her robe, sit on the steps of the trailer, and smoke, looking at me. I would pretend to read.... continue reading