Freshman year of college I still thought of myself as a “good girl.” I’d only been with two guys and I wasn’t too sexually adventurous. But after my boyfriend and I broke up something in me changed. I definitely felt like I had a bit of a sexual awakening that year and I slowly was wanting to try everything I’d been too shy to even consider before. The night it really started still stands out in my memory.

My best friend had a guy she hooked up with pretty regularly on weekends. One night she invited me over and said his friend would be there too. I barely knew either of them and almost said no, but she kept pushing until I gave in. At first it was just the four of us sitting around making small talk and it was painfully awkward. Someone suggested we play some drinking games to loosen things up, and after a few rounds things got much more chill.

Eventually the guys started making comments about how my friend and I needed to make out to really relax. At first we laughed it off, but... continue reading

*Everyone in this story is 18+ and fully consenting.*

Sometime around Thanksgiving last year, I was working dinner service and had just put the check folder down on the table of an older woman and who looked to be her son, who at the time I thought looked like was in his mid-twenties.

The woman, who if I had to guess was in her late 50s, caught my eye and motioned for me to lean down so she could whisper something into my ear, so I leaned down and waited for her to speak.

The words she said took me aback. As an attractive female working in an environment with many wealthy men, I had been propositioned and flirted with countless times, but this was a request I'd never encountered, especially coming from a woman.

She whispered, "I know this might sound crazy, but my son has never been kissed by a girl before, and I think you are so cute and wanted to see if you would kiss him for a $500 tip."

My eyes must have flown open as the shocked expression took over my face while I quickly st... continue reading

It happened in July, at the dacha. It was hot, and there was no escape from the mosquitoes. My wife, Lena, and her mother, Nina Sergeyevna, were in a state of drunken euphoria from the moment they arrived. They'd opened a bottle of homemade cherry wine earlier in the day, and by evening, when I'd finished sawing wood and mending the old wattle fence, they were both already well-fed. I sat on the veranda, drank cold kvass, and simply stared at them. Nina Sergeyevna is a whole other story. She's fifty-two, but in great shape. Not skinny, no, just... shapely. Heavy breasts, wide butt, and in a tight sundress without a bra, her nipples just poke through the fabric. Lena takes after her, only my wife is slimmer, more athletic. But damn... there was something wild, animalistic about her. She never hesitated to change in front of me, she could walk around in just a bathing suit, and I'd catch myself staring at the dark hairs peeking out from under her panties, at the way he... continue reading

The next time we went to the beach, I knew I wanted to push it further. For some reason, the idea of teasing him had become kind of an obsession of mine; something I had thought about regularly since our last trip, especially late at night with my hands between my legs.

Not that I would ever admit that to him.

Or even to myself, really. Josh was my best friend, and I'd never do *anything* to jeopardise that. Except, of course, my pussy had other ideas.

We didn’t talk about what had happened last time, but I felt like maybe something had changed between us. Not on the surface, but like…underneath. Something unspoken, I guess. I could feel it in the way we didn’t message each other for the next few days, and the way his voice was a little more hesitant to answer when I called him, like he was trying not to remember the feel of my nipples under his thumbs.

“Hey, want to go to the beach again? I had fun last time…”

“Oh…uh…yeah, sure!”

The next day we drove to the beach just... continue reading

Today and for the next week or so I'm working from home 38M... today me and the wife (40) are going through the motions of getting the kids sorted for school.. and the usual routines of getting ready for the day..

Around 8.30 the wife leaves to drop the kids off at school.. I know she's going to be 30mins so I hop in the shower.. get cleaned up and semi ready for work...

I pull some curtains and drop the kitchen blind down for some privacy..

I settle on the sofa and pull my jeans and boxers down and im stroking my cock to pics and stories on reddit..

I'm rock hard from it all and I hear the keys go.. she walks in.... and in complete surprise is stopped in her tracks of me just stroking my cock.. "do you need help?" the wife asks.. grabs a pillow and proceeds to kneel down in front of me on the sofa and take my throbbing cock in her mouth...

my jeans are kind of constricting so I slide one leg out and open up my legs wider... her eyes widen.. now she can get to work on my hard... continue reading

I couldn’t stop thinking about Emma.

Every day she lay in her backyard in a tiny bikini. The bottom was so small it showed the shape of her pussy. She untied her top so her big soft tits spread out on the towel. Her nipples got hard when the wind touched them. I stood at my window and stroked my cock slowly, dreaming about licking between her legs and tasting how wet she was.

One hot evening her husband left for a week of work. At eight o’clock she came to my door. She wore a thin white dress. No bra. Her dark nipples showed clearly through the cloth. No panties either. She held an empty wine bottle and smiled.

“Max, my corkscrew is broken. Can I use yours?”

I let her inside. She walked in front of me. Her hips moved side to side. The dress went up and I saw her bare pussy lips. They looked puffy and shiny already. In the kitchen she bent over to look in the drawer. Her ass was high. Her legs opened a little. I could see her wet slit clearly.

I walked close and pressed my hard coc... continue reading

It all started with a silly postcard tucked under the windshield wiper of my Toyota. A plain white envelope, no identifying marks, just my name in block letters: "Svetlana." I chuckled at the time, thinking it was an ad for a new fitness studio or, at worst, an invitation to a cheese tasting. But inside was a thick, glossy card. No pictures, just text. The address is a suburban village, the time is Saturday, 9:00 PM, and a strange note: "Swinger code: no names, no strings attached, no prejudices. A secret society awaits those tired of boredom. Come alone. Admission by invitation." I was sitting in my car parked at the mall, feeling the moisture growing between my legs. I'm thirty-four, married for ten years. My husband, Dima, and I fucked once a month, on schedule, quickly, missionary style, with the lights off. Dima is a good man, a provider, but in bed he was simply... present. I caught myself forgetting what it was like to be fucked for real. Roughly, greedily... continue reading

When: College.

Who: K and A.

What: My first threesome and one of the best nights of my young life.

Roll to the \*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\* for the fucking.

I went to a relatively small college in a big town. We had a designated "college bar" that was only about two blocks from campus. It was a total shit hole, but no one cared. If you had a shitty fake, they would let you in, no questions asked.

I had spent many a night in this place by my second year with my falling apart fake ID that I didn't even have to show anymore because we were there so often.

One night in late Spring, I was out with some guy friends on a Friday night. I had met K the previous semester. She was a freshman, and we hit it off, but she seemed to hit it off with everyone. She was a very "girl next door type" type that could make anything look sexy - she had a pretty face and a great smile, which is all it took. K was tall - about 5'10" - and thin like I liked. Enough of a chest to have fun with but not big by an... continue reading

This was from a few years ago, when I (F27 now, then 21). I had a roommate (F23) who was also my friend. She was my only friend in a new town and we hung out. As much as I liked her as a friend, she was a terrible roommate. She would leave things around, borrow my clothes without asking and just got on my nerves. I didn’t want to fight with her but I was annoyed. She would have her boyfriend (M28) visiting quite often. This annoyed me because it took away my privacy. I used to enjoy being more open with my dressing. Usually I’d walk around in my panties and a bra or a t shirt with no bra and panties. But when he was around, I’d have to be more careful and I hated that. I’ve always had big tits that grab too much attention and I didn’t want to show them or roam bra less with my nipples showing all the time. The three of us would often get stoned together but him and I never spoke much.

One day, I brought it up to her that I want to be more free and it’s an issue when he boyfriend visit... continue reading

I just turned 25. My boyfriend had to work during my birthday weekend. We have been in a long distance relationship and been doing ENM. He mentioned I should try to hook up with someone since I couldn't have fun with him. I didn't really want to go out and try to find someone. I texted my coworker who I had fun with on a work trip a few months ago and asked if he was busy. He said I could hang out with him and his wife.

I've never met his wife before and we decided to get together at a fancy bar for some drinks and appetizers. My coworker is in his late thirties, tall like over 6 foot, beard, short dark hair. His wife was a little taller than me but still petite, she had cute tattoos all over her arms, short dark hair in a bob. She had a bigger butt for her figure. I'm 5'1, long dark hair, 28b boobs and have been told I have a decent sized butt.

After drinks and food we went to their house. It was old, big, full of antiques, old movie and ad posters. His wife gave me a quick tour and... continue reading

The summer after my gf (18f) and I (18m) graduated from high school, we spent lots of time together before we started college. We were going to different schools multiple states apart from each other so we were making the best of the time we had. Both of us were quite inexperienced and both virgins. The most we had done was she had given me a few handjobs and I had fingered her. But even then it was in a dark room and she always left her pants on. I had only seen her perky B cup tits a few times in the dark.

One day that summer, we decided to take a drive to a beach about an hour away from where we lived. When we got there we got out took off our shoes and went for a walk. The beach was pretty empty since not many people lived in the area. We got a little further down when we approached a sign that read “Warning: clothing optional beyond this point”. We were shocked. We never knew a beach like this existed near us. I looked further down the beach and sure enough I could make out abo... continue reading

I'm 23 and broke as hell right now. Haven't been to Disney since I was 18 and I was dying to go back. Tickets, hotel and Disney passes are super expensive so I had this stupid idea! I swiped on a few older guys on Hinge that looked rich. After chatting with this 44 year old guy I got flirty and told him if he takes me to Disneyworld for the weekend, he can have some adult fun with me at the hotel. He said deal right away.

All day at Magic Kingdom he was super handsy with me in the waiting lines. He kept grabbing my ass and pulling me against him. I felt his huge hard cock pressed against me and knew he was building up lots of cum for tonight. We even made out like teens in one of the restaurants and I tried giving him a quick rub under the table.

When we got back to the room I wanted to thank him extra for those expensive Express Passes so I let him skip the condoms. I stripped down to nothing but my sparkly Mickey ears he got me and climbed on top of him. Both my tits and Mickey ear... continue reading

I’d honestly never been that into creampies before like, the idea was whatever at best. But after what happened, it’s like my brain got completely reprogrammed.

So this friend came over for some school project stuff, and things escalated quick. He was like, “Let’s just do it,” and yeah, I didn’t need much arm-twisting. We’re strictly platonic otherwise, so save the judgments. I was on my stomach scrolling my phone, sweatpants already tugged halfway down from all the “convincing,” so we went prone bone style.

First time in that position, and holy shit, the depth hit different. I felt him slide in so deep it legit shocked me, I dropped my phone and just melted into the mattress, taking every inch. He was sweet about it, made sure I came first like a proper gentleman. Then he picked up the pace, going harder and deeper until my brain basically short-circuited. Normally that’s when he’d pull out and finish on me, but nope he kept thrusting. One final, really deep slam, and he froze. I co... continue reading

I hadn't planned anything at all that evening. Seriously. I just came to my mom's for the weekend, to get away from the dorm and eat some proper home-cooked food. I'm nineteen, a second-year student at the University of Technology. When I walked into the kitchen, Mom was busy at the stove, and Natalya was standing next to her. Her best friend. We'd known each other my entire adult life. She'd been coming to visit us for as long as I could remember. Tall, brunette, always perfectly coiffed, smelling of expensive perfume. Mom constantly says how great Natalya is, how well-preserved she is, even though she's supposedly forty-four. And that's when I looked at her differently for the first time. Not as "Aunt Natasha," but as... a woman. She was wearing a simple housedress, light, just below the knee, sleeveless. It hugged her hips in a way that made something click in my head. "Son, wash your hands and sit down. Natalya is staying with us tonight,... continue reading

I should’ve worn something else.

That much was obvious.

Only it hadn’t been obvious when I’d picked it out that morning, sifting through a drawer packed with slutty underwear and provocative nightwear. Compared to some of that stuff, the bikini was positively tame. Only, standing next to Josh on the hot sand, it suddenly seemed anything but. It hugged me tightly beneath my clothes, and the thought of stripping down out of my towel in front of him made me feel a little weird.

Not that I needed to worry; he didn’t think of me that way.

Like, at all.

We’d driven to the beach on a whim, a rare occasion when it was just the two of us, away from the rest of the group. Josh was one of my oldest and closest friends, but nowadays it sometimes felt as if we hardly spoke, all that boring Life Stuff getting in the way. I looked around the beach and smiled, pretending I wasn’t comparing every other girl’s bikini to mine.

“Aren't you going to get changed?” Josh said, taking off his T-sh... continue reading

Yesterday I was coming home extremely horny. Since it wasn’t too late and our parents weren’t home yet I decided to have some nice time to myself. My sister had gone to the mall and my brother probably wouldn’t be home until late because of work.

I dropped off my bag and went straight to my room. I usual lock the door but since no one was home I forgot to. I took off my bra and turned on the TV. I put on some Brother/Sister porn where he dominates her (I fantasize it’s me getting dominated).

As I slid my skirt down and my panties to the side I was so wet. I turned up the TV and watched through the foreplay of him staring at her while getting ready for a shower. I started to just rub my clit, edging myself waiting for some action.

I moaned loudly as I pushed my finger into my slit. I swear the whole neighbourhood could hear me fucking myself and that turned me on more. As the guy in the porno slid into her I needed something bigger. I reached into my drawer and grabbed my dildo.

I p... continue reading

This is not an endorsement of infidelity.

Like all great stories, though, it starts outside the bathroom at a college house party. I was 21. I'm definitely the type who needs to take a leak every 30 minutes when I've been drinking, so I was taking frequent breaks away from the dirty blonde I had been dancing with all night to go upstairs and relieve myself. This time, however, the door was closed and locked.

"Just a second," I heard from the other side of the door. I could hear the tone in the girl's voice. Those words were spoken through tears. I waited patiently as she ran the sink for a moment before coming out with barely-disguised puffy red eyes. She looked down at the ground and tried to scoot past me, but I reached a hand out and gently stopped her.

"What's going on? Someone hurt you?" I asked her.

"No, it's nothing."

"Are you sure? Because I can go beat him up if you need me to," I said, throwing some light air punches. I'm not much of a fighter, so it was a completely ho... continue reading

Okay, buckle up everyone...this may be a long one.

As the title states, I'm a 26F Lesbian who's been into girls since I was 14. Honestly never really been into guy and never found them attractive. But lately, a bi friend of mine has been sharing steamy, lovely stories of herself fucking her gf and her bf. Between these hot stories and between some things I've been seeing on my feed lately, I dunno...something just snapped, broke my brain. Because for the last week or 2, I've been thinking about what getting fucked by a cock would feel like. Yes, I've used plenty of dildos, vibes, and straps before...but never a real live cock. I knew that I was thinking about having a ffm threesome to help "bridge the gap" and well, last night...I made it happen! 🙈

So I've been "prepping myself" the last couple of days...edging & teasing myself to the point of being downright feral. I figured it might make things easier if my brain was shut off to everything but pleasure. Anyways, I ate a... continue reading

That evening I came home earlier than usual. The door to the apartment was ajar. I heard their voices  hers and that guy from the gym. She was moaning softly, the way she always did when she liked it. I did not go in. I just closed the door and left. It was cold outside. I lit a cigarette.

A week later I called her older sister. Maria. Thirty-two. Modest. She worked in a library. She wore sweaters that hid everything. We sometimes met at family dinners. She always sat in the corner and said little.

“Hi,” I said on the phone. “Can I come over? There’s something to talk about.”

She paused.

“Of course. Come.”

I arrived in the evening. She opened the door in an old robe, hair in a ponytail. The apartment smelled of tea and books.

“What happened?” she asked, not looking me in the eye.

I sat on the couch. She remained standing.

“Your sister is cheating on me. I know.”

Maria blushed.

“I… I didn’t know. Sorry.”

“Don’t apologize. That’s not why I’m here.”

She raised her eyes. There... continue reading

>*he said "this is going to be my first time" . i was about to take his virginity.* ***i could tell he was super nervous but i climbed on top, rubbed his bare cock against my soaked pussy, then sank down inch by inch. the stretch was perfect....***

hey, im just petite asian gal in college, and i need to get this off my chest because it still makes me so wet thinking about it

last semester i met this cute nerdy guy who was my Teaching assistant for a course...

he’s one year older than me, super smart, kinda shy, always wearing hoodies and glasses. when I first met him I IMMEDIATELY THOUGHT he was super c ute and we started chatting after office hours because i kept “needing help” (okay, i was flirting), and he was so sweet and awkward i couldn’t help liking him.

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we started hanging outside of his teaching hours and one day after a long study session he walked me to my home and just blurted out that he’s never had a girlfriend, only been on three dates ever, and basica... continue reading