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Andrei rented a one-room apartment on the fifth floor with no elevator. The building was old, paneled, with a perpetually smelly entryway and neighbors who listened to the television as if it were on full blast. The apartment was lousy, but cheap. And the landlady—a woman with a heavy gaze—wasn't intrusive into his life. Or rather, she wasn't until he stopped paying. At first, he just delayed it for a week. Then two. Then a month. He had money, but he squandered it: bets, beer, some idiot from a dating site who squeezed everything he had on his card out of him. And then she came. Tamara Ivanovna. 45 years old. Plump, with wide hips, a bob haircut, and arms that could clearly carry bags and much heavier objects. She didn't yell from the doorway. She walked into the kitchen, sat on a stool, and crossed her legs. Her high-heeled pump swung in the air. "Two months," she said. "Plus utilities. Total sixty-four thousand." "I don't have any right now,&#3... continue reading

This was a few months ago. I was on a break with my boyfriend, the kind where you both know it is technically a break but you are also both secretly hoping it is not permanent. My best friend and I booked a last minute trip to this party resort on the coast because we needed to do something chaotic and it felt right.

Second night there we met two guys at a bar. We were all pretty drunk and one thing led to another and somehow we ended up back in our hotel room with them, more drinks, some other stuff, the whole situation escalating in that way that feels inevitable in hindsight I guess.

Here is the thing. There was one double bed. Mine and my friend's. And at some point we were both on it with these guys and I remember looking over at her like... are we actually doing this? And she just kind of shrugged and smiled and that was that.

It was so hot. Like unexpectedly, embarrassingly hot. We were both getting fucked right next to each other and we kept catching each other's eyes and at... continue reading

Over the years of being together, my wife and I have explored different kinks and fantasies. A couple weeks ago, my wife expressed that she finds the idea of me playing with other women in front of her oddly erotic. She admitted that she was somewhat embarrassed by being turned on by such a thought, but it’s something she has a growing interest in. Initially, I was taken by surprise by this information. We share some kinky interests, but never really talked about opening our bedroom up in this way. I asked if this is truly something she would be comfortable with and she meekly nodded. At that point, she shifted the topic and the conversation ended for that night.

In the following days, while engaging in foreplay, my wife would increasingly mention how hot and bothered it made her thinking about watching others have sex. She would mention how hot it would be to see me pleasure another woman and to have my way with her. I didn’t think too much of it, other than it being dirty talk, as I... continue reading

Hey everyone, had so much fun posting before so I wanted to share another one. Sorry if it is a little long I just love getting all the details out lol.

I am a very submissive person and free use has always been something that genuinely excites me. The idea of someone using my body purely for their own pleasure with zero regard for mine is so hot to me. A while back I talked to my boyfriend about trying it and we set some limits and figured out a system together.

After doing some research I liked the idea of using coloured hair ties to signal what I was up for. Green meant anything goes. Yellow meant hands or mouth only. Red meant not right now. We tried it for a few days and it went well but he was quite tame about it, very respectful, never really pushed anything. It was fun but I wanted more.

A few months later we were doing a full week of it. Things had been about the same. He was still being gentle and considerate which I appreciate in literally every other context but was not... continue reading

(M31 and F30) A friend of mine is getting married this coming weekend and it's a beach wedding, so a group of us decided to go early and spend some time in the area before the big day. We arrived yesterday lunch and are renting a villa, 10 of us in 6 rooms which means we're sharing. I'm 31 and the group is generally similar age (uni friends).

I'm paired up with a friend, we'll call her Katie, with whom I used to have a very flirtatious relationship at uni but amounted to nothing and we went our separate ways (different cities) after. We're close but don't keep in touch too much. Anyway she arrived yesterday and my god, the years have been kind. She is curvy in all the right places, and in the dress she was wearing, she looked damn amazing. I had to control my staring and I had a mini panic when I saw her but resolved I'd play it cool, as I wanted to keep everything amicable and friendly with no hurdles ahead of the big day.

Of course we all had some catch up drinks, chatting etc. a... continue reading

My Svetka is a normal woman. She was. We knew each other well. She was studying to become a teacher. I was a metallurgist. My teacher used to say, "Not everyone can dance ballet, someone has to smelt metal!" Yes. I work as a foreman at a metallurgical plant. Svetka teaches geography. When we met, she was a normal girl: not a party girl, not a slut, calm, sensible, not brazen... Not a beauty, but quite pretty for my taste. We got married, and before graduating, Svetka gave birth to my daughter. My father-in-law and mother-in-law are truly wonderful people. Following the principle of "let the young live for themselves while keeping the family strong," they took in their beloved granddaughter. My wife and I live alone most of the time. My parents contributed and bought us an apartment. Svetka is a good housekeeper. We have regular family sex without any perversions. After college, my wife went to work. And then real hell began. At school, it was either you or the other.... continue reading

The other night I was in the kitchen having water and a snack in just an oversized t-shirt and sleep shorts. My roommate’s boyfriend came out of her bedroom for water, looking all sleepy. We were just chatting about nothing. He’s usually super shy, and I don’t know why I did it, but I lowkey started teasing him a bit. Bending over to grab something from the bottom cabinet “innocently,” then brushing against him while reaching for the snacks on the shelf.

Nothing crazy just enough to make him a little uncomfortable. I could literally see him starting to get hard under those thin shorts; the outline was so obvious it was hilarious. I smirked and said, “Damn, you good there?” He got all flustered and tried to play it off, face red as hell. I felt kinda powerful. I just giggled and told him, “You should probably go take care of that.” He basically bolted straight back to her room.

I sat at the kitchen table for a little bit, and seriously just a few minutes later I heard them fucking. An... continue reading

I met this guy at the very start of college and we became close friends immediately. Study sessions, group projects, always in each other's orbit. The most physical we had ever been was a hug. That was it for four years. Nothing ever crossed a line, nothing was ever weird, we were just genuinely good friends.

Last night we made plans to hang out properly for the first time in a while, dinner out and then a movie at mine. Normal friend stuff. I was not expecting anything to happen and I do not think he was either.

We ended up on the couch in the basement under a blanket because it was cold and got close the way you do when you are sharing a small space. We were laughing and talking and at some point I put my head on his shoulder as a joke kind of thing and he said he had really missed hanging out with me. I said I had too.

And then he kissed me.

Not a peck. A real kiss. And I kissed him back immediately without thinking and then we were making out properly and clothes were coming of... continue reading

Marina Lvovna stood in the middle of her future office, wincing in disgust. Cement dust hung in the air. Two workers in stained overalls were laying wiring. More precisely, one, the younger, stocky fellow, was drilling into the wall, while the other, older, with a weathered, red face, simply sat on an overturned bucket, squinting at their boss. Marina was used to men in the office barely daring to look at her. She'd bullied them, fired them, and promoted them without a second thought. But here, in the dim light of the unfinished office, she felt uneasy. She was a queen here only on paper, but in reality, she was just a woman who got in the way of her work. The men smelled of sweat and burning, not expensive perfume, like her subordinates in expensive suits. "Well, mistress, we'll be done soon," the young man said without turning around, shouting over the noise of the drill. He didn't even look at her. It was annoying. Marina stepped around the construction debris... continue reading

She lived on our street and took her kids to daycare every morning. She was around 45 years old, but she had a great figure for her age. Whenever she wore leggings, you could clearly see her shapely butt. (Those were my favorite days.)

Eventually, I worked up the courage to talk to her when she was on her way back. I asked her if she didn’t have a car.

She said that she did have a car, but her husband was away on a work assignment abroad for weeks at a time.

Just for fun, I asked her if I should keep her company. She then looked me up and down.

She said, “Come over; my kids are in bed by 7 p.m. We can have a coffee and chat.”

I took a shower, freshen up, and rang the doorbell at 8 p.m. She opened the door. My God, was she pretty! No

She was 5’8”, had blonde hair and blue eyes, and was slim. She was wearing a skirt and a top. But no bra. You could tell because her stiff nipples were poking through the top. That turned me on right away and got me in the right mood.

We drank coffee... continue reading

I have been seeing the same male massage therapist for about a year now and from the very first session we clicked, like really clicked, we talk about everything during my appointments, nothing is off limits, and we have always flirted pretty shamelessly with each other, to the point where I have flashed him before as a joke, which he absolutely was not expecting.

He is playful and a little bit of a menace and I am embarrassingly gullible so he loves to set me up, straight faced stuff like oh you are not actually on the schedule today or actually I am the one getting the massage, and I fall for it every single time which he finds hilarious.

Last week he started the session telling me to get undressed and lay on top of the sheets, take everything off, and I started pulling my hoodie over my head before I caught the look on his face and said just kidding and he had to excuse himself from the room lol.

He came back, I was face up with my chest half covered, and he started on my neck li... continue reading

So I was in Vegas with my husband and one night he had way to much sun at the Moorea pool party and vodka and passed out hard early back in the room . I was planing to just stay in the room and relax but I changed my mind and put on my tiny little black dress and left the room to go walk the casino and play a few games.

I was down on the floor for an hour or so bouncing around tables when this guy walked up to me at the bar and asked "how much for an hour " . I was shocked and almost upset he thought I was a working girl , yes my dress was tiny and I had heels on but I never thought I looked like that . I was about to just laugh and tell him I'm not a hooker when he grabbed my thigh and slid his hand up a little .

This got me instantly wet thinking that this guy wants to pay me to fuck and was actually a pretty good looking guy, I had never done it before but... I just looked at him and went high and said 1000$ . He didn't even bat an eye and said deal let's go up to my room.

And... continue reading

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

Okay so I need to get this out because I have been sitting with it and it is driving me insane.

I live in a dorm with my roommate and her boyfriend basically lives here at this point. We have this unspoken agreement that whatever happens in the room stays in the room because there is literally zero privacy and we both just have to deal with it. It works fine usually.

One night all three of us were watching something and they were on her bed doing their thing, she was on top of him, and it went on for basically the whole movie lol. I was in my own bed, sheet over me, "watching the movie" (I was not watching the movie). I was so turned on watching them and I just quietly took care of it myself while pretending to be very interested in whatever was on screen. I noticed she let him finish inside her which for some reason I could not stop thinking about.

We all fell asleep. I woke up early to them going at it again, which at that point I had accepted as part of my morning routine. After... continue reading

I’m probably a complete idiot for letting my friend’s younger brother drag me into this weird little situation.

It started after a party where, while drunk, I ended up giving him a few handjobs. After that, he kept texting me and begging to see me again. I tried to explain that nothing was going to come of it, but eventually he wore me down and we met up.

We talked, and honestly, that probably should have been the end of it.

Instead, somehow we ended up sitting in my car, and before I really knew how we’d gotten there, I was jerking him off like crazy.

And I’ll admit, I was extremely turned on.

It wasn’t just the act itself. I liked the whole context of it. The look on his face, the way his breathing changed, and the feeling of my warm hand wrapped tightly around his dick. Something about the entire situation just really got to me.

A couple of days later, we met again at his house. His parents were away and his sister was at work, so we had the place to ourselves.

I had just unz... continue reading

I moved in with my best friend and her husband while I was sorting out my living situation. The three of us got along well, it was easy and comfortable, and nothing was weird until about four months in when my best friend and I were out drinking and she told me she had been thinking about having a threesome and asked if I would be interested in being the other girl.

I said yes immediately. She is my best friend and her husband is attractive and I had been living with him for four months and noticing that fact for about three and a half of them.

We told him about it when we got home that night. His face was something. The three of us kissed and got a bit touchy and it felt like something was starting, but she pumped the brakes after a while and said she was not quite ready for the full thing yet.

But then she said something that changed the next two months of my life.

She said she would not mind if he and I slept together on our own, as long as she was not in the house when it happe... continue reading

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

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

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

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