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So last summer I found this bikini online and I knew exactly what I was doing when I bought it lol.

White. Thin. And once it gets wet it shows absolutely everything, like every single detail, nipples, the whole situation down below, all of it, completely on display, and I bought it immediately.

My best friend was the only one who knew, we were on a beach holiday together and she was in on the whole thing and honestly she found it funnier than I did, kept nudging me every time she noticed someone staring which was basically constantly lol.

The first time I walked out of the water I felt every single pair of eyes on me and I cannot describe what that did to me except to say I went straight back into the water because I needed a minute 😭

The reactions were insane. Guys trying so hard to be subtle and being so incredibly not subtle, doing the look away and look back thing, elbowing their friends, and I just walked around like I had absolutely no idea, towelling off slowly, adjusting my... continue reading

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This was about 2 years ago. I lived with my bestfriend and her husband for about 5 months. During the last 2 months, i was out with my bestfriend (we’re both drunk) and she said how she wanted to have a threesome with her husband and another female and i said i’d do it.

Although a full on threesome never happened, we told her husband about it, and of course he was excited. We kissed and got a bit touchy in front of his wife (my friend) but that’s it. Afterwards, she said that although she’s not ready for a full on threesome yet, but she wouldn’t mind if her husband and i slept together as long a she was not in the house…Boy did we take advantage of that.

When she’d leave for work, he would immediately come in my room and take me. He liked my ass the most, so he would mostly fuck me from behind after shoving his dick in my throat. We would always tell her afterwards too just to keep her in the loop. She would sometimes be so turned on by it that she would come home and have sex with h... continue reading

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If you want to know when I knew, it wasn’t going to be a normal afternoon? The second I heard Tessa say “I’m not kidding, Sienna, it’s freakish” and the sound of both sisters laughing out on the terrace. If you grew up with even one sister, you know that laugh: the kind where they’re absolutely talking shit, you’re the “shit,” and if you want plausible deniability it’s best not to ask.

I finished pouring the iced tea. Used her mom’s fancy glass pitcher, the one with lemon slices getting stuck in the spout. It was June, hot, and I still had my shirt stuck to my chest from the walk back. The house was all open windows, cheap rentals pretending to be Malibu, the air stinking of sunscreen and the ocean three blocks away.

I should say here, Tessa had been my girlfriend for maybe a month. She was the kind of girl who made everything look easy: sun-blonde, always tan, lip gloss on point even at breakfast. The kind of pretty where every other girl in the group chat got mean about it, but she... continue reading

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I waitress on weekends to cover expenses and usually it is fine and sometimes it is not fine and this particular Saturday was one of the not fine ones from the start.

I got a table's order wrong, not badly wrong, just the kind of wrong that happens when it is busy and you are moving fast, and I apologized and fixed it and thought that was the end of it. The woman at the table, late thirties, looked at me while I was fixing the order and said to her boyfriend loud enough for the surrounding tables to hear that this is what happens when places hire pretty girls instead of competent ones.

I smiled and walked away.

Her boyfriend came and found me at the service station a few minutes later, very apologetic, clearly embarrassed, said she does this and he is sorry and it will not affect the tip. I thanked him and he headed toward the bathrooms down the back corridor and I stood there for a second and thought about it and then I thought about her face when she said it and then I thought yea... continue reading

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The sun beat down mercilessly, heating the asphalt so hot that the air above it shimmered and melted. Lera stood on the side of the road, her hand outstretched, her thumb extended, squinting in the blinding light. Next to her, Ksyusha shifted from foot to foot, fanning herself with her straw hat. They'd been stuck on this damned highway leading to the coast for a good hour, and in that time not a single car had passed by, only trucks pelting them with hot dust. "So where's your vaunted hitchhiking?" Ksyusha grumbled, adjusting the strap of her backpack. "You could be lying by the sea, but here we are, like two idiots..." "Be patient, friend," Lera smiled, but her voice also betrayed weariness. "Someone will stop soon. You'll see." And, as if hearing her words, an old, dusty pickup truck appeared in the distance. It was driving slowly, as if its owner were scanning the side of the road for something. The car drew level with the girls and st... continue reading

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Church Youth Group Pt 1

Part 1

All the people involved were 18. This is a 100% true story.

In high school I was a smaller nerdy guy who didn’t get my growth spurt till the summer before my senior year. By then I had grown to 6’3” and some muscle.

Our church had its yearly high school youth trip to a beach house on a lake with 30 teens and 6 chaperones. Us seniors got in our van which was half guys and girls. I had grown up in this group and we all knew each other well and had fun together. Well now I was getting a lot more attention from the girls. Kim, Becky and Monica were talking me up and I felt like a piece of meat the way they looked at me. So far my experience sexually was limited to one encounter.

The church vans got to the beach house and one of the chaperones said all kids set up your beds in the basement in your groups. We went down to the basement, which was a huge room filled with 40 mattresses on the floor. Us seniors grabbed the far corner and set our sleeping bags. As I w... continue reading

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This happened a few months back and I still think about it every time I hear her talking about that night like it was just a normal Tuesday lol.

My roommate and I are the same age, both 18, first year living away from home, and she is significantly bolder than me when it comes to bringing people back which I have come to appreciate as a spectator sport. I was in my room one night, lights off, scrolling, when I heard the front door and then her voice and then a lower voice and then her bedroom door closing.

And then about four minutes later, the sounds. Can't lie I kinda loved hearing them, it turned me on.

They were trying to be quiet at first and failing in a way that made it obvious they were trying, the muffled sounds and the occasional creak, and I lay there in the dark listening and felt my body make a decision my brain had not fully approved yet, my hand sliding down and finding how wet I already was just from listening, and I stayed there in the dark taking care of myself whi... continue reading

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Right after I graduated college, I was dating a girl a couple years younger than me, she was in her 3rd year of college. She had a roommate in her dorm, and they got along ok for the most part.

Some kind of issue came between them, but I don’t really know the specifics of it. They started to not respect each other’s space and privacy the way they should and I guess one night my gf decided not to leave the room so that the roommate and her bf could have some alone time. The roommate proceeded to fuck her bf in her bed while my gf was trying to sleep in her own bed. The lights were off and it was dark, so she didn’t see them, but she could hear them.

Fast forward to a couple weeks later when I was visiting my gf at her school, we were alone in her dorm and laying in her bed. She started sucking my cock and things were going pretty well for me, when the roommate came back to the room. When I heard the door, I started trying to tuck my dick back into my shorts, but my gf had other plan... continue reading

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This happened a while back and I still think about it more than I probably should, it started on a dating app which is already funny because I had seen these two around the neighborhood for months, we would wave at each other at the mailbox or end up at the same backyard thing and make small talk, perfectly nice people, never thought about it beyond that, and then I matched with them as a couple looking for a third and I just started laughing because of course it was them.

We did a video call first because I am not an idiot and I wanted to make sure this was actually both of them and not just him doing something weird, and it was both of them, and they were both so much more attractive up close than they had been in passing, and she spent the whole call basically seducing me with her eyes and telling me how badly she wanted me there and by the end of it I had already decided I was going, I just hadn't said it out loud yet lol.

We had tea first, talked through what everyone was comfor... continue reading

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

**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 and reached over... continue reading

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Okay so this is a lot, bear with me.

The three of us have been inseparable for years, like genuinely the kind of close where I was asked to be maid of honor at their wedding next spring, that close, they've only ever been with each other for as long as any of us can remember and I have been there for basically all of it, so yeah, that's the context, keep that in mind because it matters for what I'm about to tell you.

Few weeks ago we're all at their place, drinks, video games, the usual late night hanging out, and at some point the conversation goes to sex stuff which honestly happens more than you'd think with us, we're just like that, and then my best friend says something a bit out of pocket even for her.

She goes, kind of casually, that her fiancé has this thing where he just cannot finish from a blowjob, like it literally does not happen for him, she's tried so many times and it never works, and she says it the way you say something you've been sitting with for a while, half fr... continue reading

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I sat in my office, nervously tapping my pen on the desk. It was already getting dark outside, the office was empty, and only the quiet hum of the air conditioner broke the silence. Sergey, my assistant, was late again. And not by five, not ten minutes—a whole hour. This young brat had apparently completely forgotten who was in charge here. Finally, the door quietly opened, and his guilty face appeared in the doorway. "Come in, Sergei," I said in an icy tone, without raising my head. "Have a seat." He slid inside like a kicked puppy and sat down on the chair opposite my desk. I slowly looked up. His blond hair was tousled, his cheeks slightly flushed—whether from running so fast or from embarrassment. His shirt was slightly wrinkled, the top button undone. He was clearly nervous, fiddling with his car keys. "What should I do with you?" I asked, leaning back in my chair and crossing my arms over my chest. “Irina Viktorovna, I really overslept,” he began to bab... continue reading

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Kayla (F25) and I (M26) had broken up three months ago after I found out she was cheating on me. We had been together almost three years, living together for 2 and planning to get married. It all came crashing down when I came home a day early on my rotation from working in the patch. One of the fellows agreed to switch and I’d go in a day early to cover for him. I got home that day, quietly snuck into our place and found her fucking another guy in our bed.

Kayla jumped off the guy and started to beg for forgiveness, while holding me back, so the guy she was fucking could escape. I asked her how long this was going on and she told me it just happened. I told her it would be best if she moved out. Kayla cried, promising it would never happen again, but I was still in shock and needed to be alone.

She left voicemails and texts… saying she wanted to talk, but I basically ignored her during the last three months after I decided a break up was the only solution and told her that. Working... continue reading

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I was staying in a hostel a few years ago. One of those places that has shared dorms. Bunk beds along one wall, with the bottom bunk a double bed, Top being single. I was travelling for a job interview, so was staying overnight at the hostel. One night only. The interview went well, and I was staying the night to continue with the second round of interviews the next day.

That night, a Tuesday night I took a shower at the hostel and was told there was a local bar that guests would usually drink at on an evening so I went down to it. 5 minute walk, end of the street kinda thing. Perfect. Local, cheap and open till 1am. I went down and saw a few familiar faces at the bar from the hostel. People I'd seen when checking in. Mostly it was students though. I'd had my skin full of beer so headed back to the hostel to get some sleep around 10pm. In my room, there were three bunk beds. Of the 6 beds in total, only 3 were taken. Myself and two other people.

I got in to bed and was only wearin... continue reading

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Leo had been my friend for years, and suddenly, with my head on his lap and his thing almost in my mouth, my mind was filled with snapshot memories of our time together.

Thirty hours building the Lego Death Star.

Late nights on eBay hunting down the rare action figures he needed for his collection.

Holding his hand when he cried about Sophie cheated on him with Mike.

And now, this…

I licked my lips.

Naked from the waist down, his shorts and underwear now in a little pile on the floor somewhere, my eyes fully adjusted to the darkness of the room.

His cock.

And oh my god, what a cock.

Maybe it was just because he was my friend, or maybe it was because I hadn’t seen one in a while, but my first thought was that Sophie was an idiot. If I had access to a cock like that I would play with it every day; tease it and cherish it and fuck it over and over and over again.

But as it was, we were just friends, so I made a point of not looking at it and instead smiled sweetly at him, placin... continue reading

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Wife and I have been married for 27 years. Empty nest part of our life now. Sex was never boring with her but we definitely have had our up and down times. She's never shown much interest in any form of same sex stuff. Specifically guy on guy sex. Although back in the days when cinemax would turn into skinamax and cable had those shows on demand I did find quite a few shows on the watched history that were mostly lesbian scenes that I had not watched with her. I didn't care and it actually turned me on knowing she was watching and enjoying her alone time. But she still always claimed to not be into it or gay sex scenes. In fact she always claimed how gay sex scenes was a turn off and never did anything for her.

Over the years we would enjoy toys in our fun time. After the kids moved out we definitely used them more often. She even talked me into having her use then on me after she started fingering my ass during blowjobs, which I surprisingly enjoyed very much. Got me int... continue reading

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so my best friend josie and hey boyfriend josh had a little party at their place last night. just a small one. maybe a dozen or so people, nothing huge, just drinks and music and everyone hanging out in their living room. i was excited because i know josie and josh know a lot of really adventurous people, and i had a feeling things might get exciting if u know what i mean. i had been horny all day and i shaved my pussy and put on this tiny skirt with no panties under it, because i was kinda hoping something naughty would happen.

the truth or dare started around midnight once everyone had drank enough to say yes to it. josie was the one who suggested it (typical), and josh backed her up right away and i could tell from the look they gave each other that they had planned this in advance.

first few rounds were pretty standard. someone dared josh to do a body shot off josie and he did it without blinking. someone asked me how many people i had slept with this year and i told the truth an... continue reading

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Spicy stuff starts after \*\*\*

I (M28, but 25 at the time) work as a competitive soccer coach. The teams I work with travel 3-4 times a year so that means I get a lot of time in hotels with some of the team moms. I think I’m a pretty decent looking guy, 5’10, tattoos and I’m in pretty good shape, so it isn’t uncommon for the moms to playfully flirt with me. I flirt back a little but never with a married mom I don’t want to push that boundary, but if it’s a single mom and she’s openly flirting with me then it’s 100% fair game.

So a few years ago we’re in Phoenix for a tournament and this mom, Lisa (F39), spends the weekend talking more to me than she usually does. I never met her kids dad, so I correctly assumed she was single. Lisa was a cute, shorter brunette woman who was kind of pale with smaller tits but with an ass that made all the dads turn and look whenever she walked by. I definitely enjoyed the warm Phoenix weather seeing her in shorts that seemed to be getting shorter eve... continue reading

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I heard this story from a woman I happened to talk to on the train. She said she needed to talk, and I, she said, seemed like a good listener. I don't know how true it is, but I remembered what she told me word for word. So, the heroine—let's call her Vera. Thirty-four years old, petite and well-built, with heavy dark hair and a calm, slightly tired face. Not a cover-girl beauty, but one of those women who men linger on longer than intended. Vera worked for a small agency that officially organized private events, but unofficially found escorts. Not prostitution in the traditional sense, more like theater: dinners, receptions, trips, the occasional night out. Vera wasn't the kind of woman to be called on often. She was valued for something else: her ability to get into character. She knew how to be whatever her clients were looking for: a giggly student, a bored wife, a stern teacher. The agency called it "individual support with elements of psychological reconstructi... continue reading

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My best friend Sadie had been talking about this guy for a week. He was quiet, awkward and sat near the front in their shared lecture and actually took notes because he cared about his grades. They got paired on a group project and she kept talking about him, finding reasons to bring him up, how he blushed when she leaned over his laptop, how he stammered when she asked if he wanted to review outside of class, and how he looked at her mouth when he thought she wouldn’t notice. I told her she should stop being subtle and just invite him over. She texted me that same afternoon.

*He’s coming over at 8, using the project as an excuse. You’re free, right?*

I was free.

I showed up at her apartment a little after seven-thirty wearing a thin white tank top and short gray shorts. The tank was light enough that the shape of my nipples showed if I got even a little cold. Sadie was already in a cropped shirt and sleep shorts that sat low on her hips. When Jeremy’s knock came, she shot me a brie... continue reading

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