Julie was still asleep when I woke up.

For a moment I lay still and listened to the air conditioner, my head heavy from the previous night of cocktails and dancing. I wasn’t hungover, but I’d drank enough that the morning light peeking around the edge of the blackout drapes felt like an invasion of our sanctuary. Julie seemed less bothered, her quiet, uneven breathing drifting from the pile of blankets on the other bed. I rolled onto my side and checked my phone.

It was just after six in the morning.

Despite the lingering heaviness in my limbs, my body felt restless, bristling at the memory of Julie recounting her flirtation with the guy by the pool. *Oh, yeah, he’s actually sooooo nice. Super kind and a bit dorky. Shame I got to him first, right?*

She changed position in her sleep as if aware I was thinking about her, adjusting the blanket to reveal a tiny pair of panties twisted around her hips, her face pressed down into the pillow, hair fanned out all around her.

Even like t... continue reading

My mind was wandering the whole weekend. My wife telling me I needed to save my cum for our married neighbor, Carol wasn't first on my mind. I wasn't shocked she is going to let me fuck her but the whole situation is uncomfortable. Mike and Carol are good friends and I don't want this to ruin our friendship. Mike said it wouldn't so I'm going to trust him because he trusts me.

Saturday night, my wife, Kat, suggested I meet her and Carol Monday evening at an out of town meeting they'll be at for a couple of days. She said I could give Carol what she wanted, if she still wants it. It was only a 3 hour drive so I made arrangements to leave early from work on Monday then off the next 2 days.

Kat had left me a key to her room at the desk, to put my stuff in and to get cleaned up after work. I then waited on the ladies in the hotel lobby.

Carol was surprised to see me and Kat acted surprised too. I told them I wanted to surprised Kat and have a few days away from work. Carol didn't suspe... continue reading

I want to share a story that happened to me several years ago. I was dating a guy at the time, his name was Alexander. We were together for about a month, but during that time we weren't intimate because we were constantly surrounded by his friends. One day, Sasha went away on a work trip for a whole week. The next day, two of his friends came over and suggested we go for a walk along the river. I was hesitant, not really wanting to go, but they insisted, and I agreed. As the evening wore on, the embankment became less crowded. The beer I'd had relaxed me a bit, and I stopped worrying. My friends seemed friendly and sociable, and I didn't feel threatened by them. Everything was going fine until the beer ran out and one of the guys went to the store. I was left alone with Denis—that was the name of the other guy. He suggested we walk a little further. At first, I refused, but he was persistent, and we went. He took my hand and led me down a narrow path toward a deserted a... continue reading

I work in the social media sphere, so I follow all kinds of Polish online communities: some popular, some very niche. A few weeks ago, I found myself on an incel forum. I discovered it on a popular site (the Polish analogue of Reddit, actually), just scrolling through random stuff. I was in bed, getting ready to sleep, when I stumbled on the thread: "Women despise short men. Facts."

I clicked.

The thread was full of screenshots of Tinder bios ("Only swipe if you're 185+ cm") circled with red arrows, TikTok videos of bros spilling hard truths, piles of statistics (no clue how fake). People there called themselves "przegrywy," which roughly translates to "losers," but in Polish online slang, it's like "incels", but a bit more sarcastic.

I noticed that one user there wrote in full sentences. He used terms like "sluts" and "bitches," but he had a thesis: things were fine when people found partners in their own villages and churches, and the apps ruined everything. His profile said he wa... continue reading

Mike and Carol, early 30s, moved in across from us about a year ago and we became instant friends. Carol worked in the doctor's office my wife work in and Mike is a golf pro at the local private golf club. He and my youngest son became good friends and now he gets free lessons and playing privileges.

Carol is a talker and quickly shared personal information about her and Mike and their journey together. Not long after they got married, Mike was diagnosed with testicular cancer. He was able to beat the cancer but it left him sterile and impotent so no children. Both were disappointed but excited about adoption in the future.

One Saturday evening, we had Mike and Carol over for dinner and to hang out. After eating, my wife, Kat, wanted to show them our vacation pics from a few weeks ago. We all settled in the living room and Kat connected her phone to the TV.

She was going through the pics, talking about them and not paying attention to her phone. She was just looking at the TV, sw... continue reading

I’ve been casually hooking up with this guy for a couple of months. Nothing emotional, just insane chemistry and the kind of sex that completely erases your brain.

Last night we were on his couch watching a movie, and he was being obnoxiously flirty. Tugging me onto his lap, kissing my neck, slipping his hand under my hoodie like I already belonged there. I assumed we’d end up fucking like usual, but instead he tipped my head back and told me to open my mouth.

I didn’t hesitate.

He stood, pushed his sweats down, and started using my mouth slowly, deliberately, like he was in full control. My body was shaking, tears spilling down my face, spit everywhere, his hand twisted in my hair like it was a grip. When he started going deeper, I grabbed his thighs and let him take whatever he wanted.

Something about it completely short-circuited my brain.

He pulled out just long enough to wipe my tears with his thumb and murmur how good I looked like that.

I moaned. Loud. Embarrassingly real.... continue reading

Okay this one is gonna be a long one so bear with me! It all started when I was on holiday with my friend by the pool in the hotel…

“You are joking, right?” I said, sitting up slightly, a few drops of my cocktail spilling over the rim of my glass. It splashed onto my bikini, and I wiped it away with my finger, licking the sugary liquid away with my tongue. “That guy over there?”

“Yeah,” Julie said with a smile. “Don’t you think he’s attractive?”

I squinted toward him.

“Well, yeah. Obviously, he’s attractive,” I said cautiously. “I just didn’t think he was your type.” I squinted at the folded paperback in his hand, but the title was too small to read from this distance. Between us, the pool shimmered turquoise, surrounded by white umbrellas and empty deck chairs. We’d been at the hotel for three days, long enough for as few of the staff to start greeting us by name, but not long enough that I was feeling the inevitable homesickness that comes with a long trip. “I’m just surprised *... continue reading

I (46M) was at the gym last night. I finished on the treadmill. As I go to get a towel to wipe it down I see the cute younger girl (24F) a few down from me. I decide to walk that direction on my way out to get a better look at her. As I get close I notice that it’s a friend of my daughters from high school who I have seen in like 5-6 years. She was always a little on the nerdy side, but always had a decent body. Well, she had a glow up.

She sees me, smiles and immediately gets off the treadmill to come give me a hug and say hi. I apologize for being all sweaty and she said she doesn’t care. She compliments me on how I look, I have lost probably 150 pounds since she saw me last.

As we are talking for a while she tells me her boyfriend was supposed to meet her at the gym but she doesn’t know where he is. She asks if she can get a ride home and I agree so we walk out to my car. We get in the car and are talking some more for a bit. She confesses to me that she wishes that her mom (wido... continue reading

So I had kind of a slutty semester last spring. Like 11 guys maybe 12. I stopped counting. My roomate thought I was such a slut. She loved it. Sometimes she was in the room pretendding to sleep. None of it was that great realy. Just guys from parties or tinder or a TA. They'd cum, I'd probably fake it, and then I'd be lying there thinking about whatever. Maybe the last guy.

I started thinking maybe I was just over it. Like maybe dick wasn't gonna do it for me anymore. Cool. Whatever.

Anyway I was staying with my mom's friend Maureen for the summer. And this guy Alex was staying there too. He's a friend of Maureens too or something. I actually knew him when we were kids like 15 years ago. We used to play together when our moms hung out. I remember telling my mom I was gonna marry him lol.

So he shows up and hes... fine I guess? I mean, cute. Swimmer. Kinda quiet but nice. weirdly shy. I mean, I kinda wanted things to be like when we were kids, but that's weird, I know.

But then I st... continue reading

Under the shadow of her grace Exactly one year had passed, long and thorny, since the moment Anna, my sun and my torment, left for another. His name was Artyom, a self-confident senior, and I, just her timid classmate, watched their happiness from the sidelines, like a bright but inaccessible picture. My whole world narrowed to her smile, her laughter, the flicker of her chestnut hair in the college corridors. By spring, a shadow of thoughtfulness had settled in her eyes, always so clear, and her laughter had grown quieter. The story unfolded itself, harshly and routinely: Artyom, having graduated, had left for his hometown without proposing marriage, or even a heart, or even a seat next to her on the packed train. He had simply vanished from her life, leaving silence in his wake. But autumn brought other changes. Returning to school, I saw that Anna had been transformed. A smooth, careful grace had appeared in her gait, and the contours of her figure revealed a soft, rounded line o... continue reading

This happened around 4 years ago when I was still with my ex. We were living in her family’s guest house since we have a daughter together and as you can imagine the house was full of people. Including her 2 sisters. Once is a lesbian and the other one was married at the time. We got into the habit of going to a taco truck pretty far from the house almost every weekend, they loved it.

Well one weekend, everyone was busy but me and her and we decided to go by ourselves, I didn’t think anything weird from it. On the drive there she started opening up about her marriage, how she was really young (23) and she regretted marrying so young. How he was putting his hands on her and was really violent with anger issues. How she wanted to explore more sexually but he was very vanilla. She told me how submissive she wanted to be and be treated like a slut. I was very caught by surprise and was just laughing it off kind of advising her to leave him and go pursue that. After we got out good we par... continue reading

Sexy time starts at (——) below.

Halloween parties in college are always fun. Who doesn’t love letting their inhibitions down and getting in a funny costume, and having a good time. Not to mention all the girls in slutty costumes (personally, my favorite part of Halloween, but I digress).

It was another spooky fall Halloween, and I was into my second year of grad school. My class was around 150 people, so you more or less knew everyone, but there were still some people where you had really only said hi too, or saw in passing.

Our school always had a Halloween party for our program, so all levels of the program would dress up, go to a bar downtown, and let loose as we inched closer and closer to finals.

I had always been a little cautious about hooking up, particularly because the class was so small so rumors spread quick. (Yes, grad school is just high school 2.0). Nevertheless, I’m a relatively good looking guy and did well for myself in undergrad (tall ish, blonde, athletic bu... continue reading

We were traveling home on the overnight train after a week at the seaside. Four people in the compartment: me, my wife Marina, her mother Galina Ivanovna, and my wife's younger sister, Katya. That same Katya, who had been sunbathing in a micro-bikini on the beach this whole time, laughed too loudly next to me and seemed to accidentally brush my back as she passed. Twenty-three years old, a seven-year age difference with Marina, and as if from another universe: uninhibited, with a daring gaze and a constant half-smile. The compartment smelled of old wood. We'd already been driving for six hours; the black silhouettes of trees flashed past the window, occasionally catching a glimpse of a lighted window in a small house. My wife and mother-in-law were already snoring evenly on the upper berths. Marina snored softly, breathing out. My mother-in-law was emitting such a powerful roar that the windows rattled. I lay on the lower berth by the window, Katya on the opposite lower bert... continue reading

Last night I was down on my knees with the guy I’ve been casually seeing, taking my time with him, slow, deep, exactly how he loves it. His breath got heavier, his sounds got rougher, and then his hand slid into my hair as he warned me he was about to lose it. Usually, that’s my cue to pull back and let him finish wherever, he normally cums all over my huge tiddies, but this time… something shifted.

Instead, I held his gaze, took him all the way in, and didn’t stop. When he came, it hit hard, hot, thick pulses filling my mouth, pouring straight down my throat. I swallowed every single wave on instinct, feeling him twitch and throb against my tongue while I worked him until there was nothing left. No mess. No hesitation. Just warmth, fullness, and that slow, satisfying slide as I took all of him.

When he finally pulled free, I licked my lips, looked up at him, and said, “That’s exactly where it belongs.” He actually shivered and called me a good girl.

Now I understand it. Swallowing... continue reading

Heads up: this is not as kinky or dirty as you might think. It’s actually.. wholesome. Idk where to post it but don’t want to just forget about the experience.

I stayed over last Sunday at my “friend’s” place (we are seeing each other). I finished showering before dinner, and wrapped a towel around my body. I walked out and went to the room.

My friend knocked on my door and asked what should we have for dinner, and I jokingly said “I’ll think about it after I masturbate”. We laughed it off and he sad “can I help?”. I smiled and said “only if you are good with instruction”

So I dropped my towel off and laid down on the bed. I spread my legs, naked, and put my clit sucker on. He was laying on my left side, watching me and used his hand to play with my left nipple. I told him to kiss me and we made out as I moan louder in his mouth and he pinched my nipple harder and harder.

After around 10 minutes, I squirted a lot and he was obviously really hard. But he was so cute, he didn’t even... continue reading

So I (m47) am a pretty recently divorced dad. Was married for 23 years and have a 22-year-old daughter, and my marriage went downhill a long time ago, but we finalized our divorce last summer. (June 2025). It’s been pretty cool. I feel free. I have really dedicated myself to the gym and have made some pretty amazing gains in 7 months of hardcore lifting and putting the right things in my body. I’ve always been a pretty handsome guy, but I feel I look the best in my life. I’m 6’3”, 215 pounds, give or take 5 pounds, and I have a nice apartment, and it’s been fun.

I’ve gone on a few dates, and they have gone pretty well. The only problem is I have gone on dates with women in my age range. Within 40/45, and they all want serious relationships. It is so obvious. The sex is so vanilla, and they clearly just want to get married because they feel they are running out of time. Which made me someone who was married for half my life. I kind of want to enjoy being single and having fun. So fast... continue reading

I’m a 32 year old guy from Australia, just out of a long relationship that fizzled out. Booked a solo trip to Bali to clear my head. Beaches, sun, no schedule. Landed, rented a scooter, settled in Seminyak at a decent villa near the good spots.

A few nights later I went to Potato Head Beach Club for sunset drinks. Crowd was lively, music thumping softly, everyone in swimwear. I was at the bar when she walked past. Tall, long dark hair, golden skin, sharp beautiful features that hinted at mixed background. She moved with real confidence. Sheer cover-up over a black bikini, and I spotted some sexy tattoos right away: a delicate cherry blossom sleeve winding up one arm, small geometric lines along her ribs, and a serpent curving down her hip and disappearing under the fabric. Stunning.

She ordered next to me, caught me looking, smiled and said something like “You look like you’re taking it all in.” Soft accent, warm and teasing. Her name was Maya. Brazilian dad, Japanese mum, freelance... continue reading

Since we’ve been experimenting with a couple of my wife’s friends. She’s been getting hornier and hornier. And it showed up when I least expected it.

She has this friend named Rebecca. She’s been single for years as she’s tired of settling for bad dudes. She’s also a little more religious so that’s a requirement as well.

She’s been coming over to our place for years for movie nights and game nights or just to talk to my wife. We’ve gotten closer as well. She’s very sweet and sure if I’m being honest she’s really cute. She’s got short red hair cut just below her jaw. Blue eyes. And if I’m being really, really honest, the juiciest fat ass I’ve personally seen in my life. She’s got an hourglass figure. An average waist and then these incredible hips holding up this absolute dump truck. I have stared at it every chance I’ve gotten.

But I’ve never really thought it was a possibility. Even after my wife and I started to open our marriage to two of our other friends. I never thought Rebecc... continue reading

Okay, so for somebody who is usually a massive tease, this one wasn't intentional... To begin with.

In the moment, I couldn't resist acting the way I did.

First of all, I had an internet installation booked this morning. My old router was in my lounge, which in my apartment is closest to the street with the strongest signal. In my kitchen, furthest away, I had no internet.

He suggested installing the new internet in the middle room to cover the whole apartment. This is my bedroom.

The problem is, I completely forgot... I didn't even anticipate him coming into my bedroom. Greeting him at the door, admittedly, I scanned for a ring, and saw none. Rugged, charming and probably early 30s, I thought he was attractive.

I was in my casual sweatpants and top, having just got back from the gym and quickly got changed into something.

The BIG problem. No pun..

When I invited him into the bedroom to start the installation, my room was all good, OTHER than the fact that on the side, closest t... continue reading

I turned on the shower and opened my phone. The photos were definitely there. I couldn’t believe it. Paula with her wet tits out, Paula with my cock on her face, Paula with my cum on her face, Paula with….. wait. The video was way longer than I expected. I opened it up and sure enough, when it dropped to the floor it caught everything. My cock sliding in, the moans, the thrusts, the shaking of her legs, the big finish. The angle was not what I would expect for a sex tape, but it was hot. I felt myself get hard again, but I held myself back. I was supposed to get lunch with my parents and I was running late.

At lunch I was surprised to see that my brother made it but not Paula. Turns out her hair needed more time to get ready for the afternoon after getting it wet. It was probably for the best. Eventually, I did see her again when we got to the ceremony, and seemed things had gone relatively back to normal. Almost like this morning never happened.

Then at the reception things got int... continue reading