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[](/r/SluttyConfessions/?f=flair_name%3A%22Exhibitionism%22)I (34M) dated my ex (let's call her Katie) for about a year a few years back. It was never going to be forever; we were just in different places and it fizzled out for the usual reasons. The one thing that stuck with me, though, was her younger sister Emma.

Emma was 19 when I first met her. Now she’s 23. Where Katie was a solid 7 on her best day, Emma was a straight 9 — and she knew it. Pale blonde, long athletic legs from years of soccer, and an absolutely ridiculous, peachy ass. She had this confident, teasing energy that drove me crazy even back then. She used to flirt with me pretty openly whenever the three of us were together with little comments, lingering looks, “accidentally” brushing against me. It was never serious enough to cause real drama, but it was constant enough that I noticed. And I thought about her more than I should have. A lot more.

Fast forward four years. I’m at a brewery with some friends on a sunny... continue reading

So there we were…two friends, just lying there, his cock hard and my head on his stomach, pretending it wasn’t happening…

For the longest time, I didn’t move, and neither did he.

I must have taken all the willpower he possessed not to tense his cock at the sight before him; his best friend with her delicate fingers resting half on his balls and half at the base of his cock, her T-shirt almost thin enough to see through and her skirt now riding up so high he knew the exact shape and size of her underwear.

And, if I had been bold enough in that moment to open my legs, he would have seen how wet it was too.

Instead, I started to move my fingers. I told myself that I was just getting comfy, that I often put my hand in front of me like that when I go to sleep. After all, it was only his balls—he probably wouldn’t even notice, right? It was just my hand settling, finding a comfortable position.

Only, my body was telling a different story, my clit starting to throb and pussy starting t... continue reading

Alla Borisovna, the senior call center administrator, a forty-seven-year-old woman with a figure that her expensive pantsuit clung to like a gift-wrapped, overripe peach, sat in her office, listening to a recording of the call. Behind the glass partition, the open-plan office hummed, but here, all was quiet, save for the tapping of her perfectly manicured fingers on the desk. There was a knock at the door. “Come in,” she said without raising her head. Maxim entered the office. Twenty-three years old, a third-line operator, skinny and awkward, wearing a wrinkled jacket that he'd obviously worn to a job interview and hadn't ironed since. He fidgeted by the threshold, unsure what to do with his hands. Alla Borisovna gestured to the chair across from him. He sat down, resting his hands on his knees. She turned off the recording. She removed her glasses, leaving them lying on the table, and looked at Maxim. Her gaze was long and appraising, the kind one might look at not an erran... continue reading

I’m 28. My girlfriend is 26. We’ve been together almost two years, but by the time I really started noticing her younger sister, things between us were already falling apart. We barely talked anymore. Sex had become rare and awkward. Most nights she was either on her phone or “too tired.” I stayed because it was familiar, because her family still treated me like I belonged, and because walking away felt harder than just drifting.Her younger sister is 20. From the first month I started coming over more often, she treated me differently. Not cold. Not distant. Too warm. Too attentive. At first I told myself she was just friendly. Then the details piled up.She almost never closed her bedroom door. If she was changing, she left it cracked. If she went to the bathroom, she walked there in a towel that barely stayed up. If she bent down for something, she did it slowly and only when I was nearby. One afternoon my girlfriend was upstairs on a long call with her mom. I was on the couch. The si... continue reading

There is some background here that you need and I'm going to keep it short, my best friend's boyfriend has been attractive to me for over a year and I have done absolutely nothing about it because she is my best friend and I am a good person, also she would 100% clock it if I tried anything, so it has just been living in the back of my head quietly for fourteen months. Until last weekend lol.

Late birthday celebration, fancy airbnb, jacuzzi, the three of us, and a level of alcohol that I would describe as more than sufficient.

We got in the jacuzzi after dinner and honestly it started the way these things always start when you put two girls who are comfortable with each other and one very attractive man into warm water with enough drinks in them, which is slowly and then all at once. She and I have always been touchy with each other in a way that's never needed a label and with the alcohol and the warm water and the low light she pulled me close at some point and kissed me and I kiss... continue reading

so i woke up at like 2am absolutely soaking wet from one of my sex dreams. you guys probably already know i get these constantly. like at least a few times a week if not every day i have some insanely vivid dream about getting fucked and i wake up soaking and outrageously horny and basically useless until i am able to cum and finally go back to sleep.

i was sleeping over at my best friend josie and her boyfriend josh's place, which happens a lot obviously. i have my own little spot in their guest room. i woke up from this dream where i was getting fucked from behind by someone i couldn't see and i was wildly horny. i laid there for maybe a minute just touching myself before i decided that wasn't going to be enough and i made the decision to wake up my friend's boyfriend.

i walked down the hallway to josie and josh's room and pushed the door open slowly trying my best to be quiet. they were both asleep. josie was on her side facing away from josh, and he was on his back with the blank... continue reading

A centuries-old, gloomy forest stood like a wall on either side of the rutted road, sunken by recent rains. Spruce trees, like black guards, locked their shaggy paws overhead, not letting through even a ray of the midday sun. Only occasionally, somewhere high above, a solitary bird would cry out anxiously, and in the distance, an invisible quagmire would hoot heavily and piercingly. It was a godforsaken, remote place, the kind of place people used to say: "Here the devil would break his leg, and a man would lose his head." A lone carriage trundled leisurely along the bumpy road that wound through these gloomy thickets. A portly dapple-colored gelding, his ears twitching, lazily flicked his tail at horseflies. The coachman, a sleepy man, languid from the heat and the forest air, nodded off every now and then. Inside the covered carriage, upholstered in leather darkened by time, sat a young woman on embroidered cushions. Her name was Marfa Andreyevna Volkonskaya, wife of the S... continue reading

So I fell down a rabbit hole online about how you can apparently make a guy cum with ZERO physical contact, purely mental stimulation, and I did not believe it for one second but I also could not stop thinking about it and those two things together are a dangerous combination for everyone around me lol.

Someone in the comments mentioned the rubber hand illusion which is this psychology thing where you trick your brain into feeling sensations in a fake hand by touching the real hand and a fake hand simultaneously until the brain makes the association and starts registering the fake one as real, and apparently the same principle could theoretically apply to other body parts with the right setup and I was like. I need to try this on someone immediately.

My friend has this 19 year old guy in her life who has had an obvious thing for me forever, always finding excuses to be around, staring, the whole routine. Sweet, cute, also a virgin which felt scientifically relevant because less estab... continue reading

That is the first thing he said after he found out. His hands were still on my waist, our lips were still wet from kissing each other, and he was looking up at me from between my legs where he had just been kissing his way down my stomach. His fingers had just gotten to my underwear for the first time and that is when he felt it. Usually I am a little more proactive, but this time I guess I just got carried away a bit.

"Yeah," I said. "Seriously."

His name was Adrian. Met him at a rooftop party I went to with my friends. It was honestly kinda off the chains so far as parties go. There was a lot of degenerate behavior going on. We hit it off pretty quickly at the party and he is the one who approached me in the first place. I wasn't sure if he could tell that I was trans or not, but I guess I need to accept at this point that people can not in fact tell.

I mean I know what I look like. Long hair, short dress, slim waist and legs, small boobs. I look like I was born as a girl.

He c... continue reading

I have a single mom that lives a couple of houses down from me that's in her mid thirties. Early this summer she had her lawnmower break on her and asked if I would do her lawn for her and even offered to pay. I told her not to worry about it and just knocked it out for her (it's only about a quarter of an acre lot). So every time I'd mow my lawn this past summer, id head over and do hers too

Over the weekend I was mowing her lawn and she came outside and waved me down. She asked me to come inside so she could pay me back. I followed her in ready to turn down whatever pay she was going to offer and she lead me into her bedroom. I immediately was curious and felt myself starting to stiffen wondering where this was going. She didn't say anything, she just turned and started undoing my pants and pulled my cock out and immediately started giving me some wicked head.

This woman isn't usually someone I'd go after. She's pretty for her age and only 6 or 7 years older than me, we just don't... continue reading

“Mmm…”

That was the noise I made when I first woke up, which, when I look back on it now, is super embarrassing haha.

At that point I didn’t know *where* I was tbh; my eyes were still closed and I had a little drool patch beneath my lips, which were pressed into the fabric beneath my head. My face was warm from whatever was beneath me, and I felt nice and comfortable and safe.

I curled my toes and stretched my ankles out and yawned, opening my eyes slowly.

The room was dark and my head was still heavy with sleep. Slowly, the shapes started to materialise in the darkness and I recognised where I was; Leo’s couch. Leo must have gone to bed and left me here after I fell asleep hanging out with him last night. That was sweet of him. Leo was always sweet, that’s why I liked hanging out and gaming and playing card games with him. He made me feel secure, and in all our years of friendship he had never hit on me, which I appreciated. I yawned again and brought my hand up to the pillow, pu... continue reading

I said this in a different post. In my desire for sex I had made some bad decisions. This was not one of them.

I lived with the same person my first 3 years of college. He transferred out for the last year. We stayed in contact and tried to meet when possible.

It was second semester and he was going home for the weekend with his girlfriend. He asked me to come over and stay. I knew his family so I said yes.

We were hanging at his house on Friday night. The 3 of us, his parents, his sister and her friend plus a neighbor. Soon it was just the 3 of us and his sister. Everyone else left or went to sleep. My friend and his gf suddenly disappeared and it’s just me and his sister.

We talk for a few minutes and I say I’m going to sleep. Next thing I know she kissed me and I instantly kiss her back. We fall in the couch and within minutes are pretty much naked. She starts to suck my cock which was a good time to confirm she is 18.

She sucks my cock, I lick her pussy, suck her t... continue reading

So quick background before I get into it, my best friend and my boyfriend have history, the three of us had a threesome a while back that went extremely well, and ever since then the three of us have been in this ongoing flirty text situation where we're all very aware that we want to do it again except she lives in a completely different province and the distance keeps getting in the way.

It was her idea to FaceTime.

I felt weird about it at first, like logistically weird, I didn't know how that was supposed to work or where to look or what the etiquette even was for this specific situation because I don't think etiquette has caught up to it yet 😭 But me and my boyfriend started having sex first, he was already behind me and going and I was already pretty gone, and then my phone lit up with her name and I just. Answered it.

And immediately it felt insane in the best possible way.

Having her face on that screen while he was inside me, watching her take in what she was seeing, her e... continue reading

I learned a long time ago: all women are the same, some just hide it well. Especially those who pretend to be untouchable and "faithful wives." My older brother, Gena, apparently never understood this. Six months ago, he married a girl named Lera. According to him, she was an angel incarnate: she cooked, cleaned, and, of course, everything was magical in bed. He even invited me over to get to know him, and I finally made the time. I arrived at their country house. They greeted me warmly. Lera really was pretty—short, well-built, with heavy breasts that she was clearly embarrassed to show, but which still drew the eye. She was wearing short shorts and a tight T-shirt, no bra. Her nipples were clearly visible. While Gena set the table, I undressed her with my eyes. My cock stirred inside me, as usual. We were sitting on the veranda, drinking wine. Gena kept praising his little Lera, how she was so good at housekeeping. She sat there, blushing and pouring us more wine. I joked... continue reading

We were from a conservative background in a conservative country in East. Being virgins in our early twenties was completely normal. No one rushed these things. Still, the three of us had been close since college. Me, the girl who would become my wife, and her sister who was one year younger than me. We were inseparable. My SIL was the only one who actually loved horror movies. My wife and I mostly just loved being near each other.

That December the schools were closed and it was freezing. Almost every night the three of us ended up on the big living-room sofa at their house, lights off, one thick blanket over our legs, some movie playing until two or three in the morning. Their parents never minded because we stayed in the open living room.

Usually my wife sat in the middle. One night the movie was especially bad. She kept grabbing my arm every time something jumped. My SIL had nothing to hold onto and finally complained. So the next night they put me in the middle.

The new movie... continue reading

Okay so this is one of those stories where I have to be honest about my motivations from the jump because there was no other reason this happened and I feel like owning that is the right move 😭

Ryan is my coworker. We work in the same team, we get along really well, he's one of those people you actually like talking to at work which is rarer than it should be. He's heard every story about my situationships and my terrible decision making with men over the past year because he's the person I debrief with on slow afternoons. Sweet guy. Funny in a dry way. Very much not someone I had ever looked at like that because he's not usually my type, tall and skinny with glasses and the general energy of someone who knows a concerning amount about one very specific thing.

Anyway I was at his apartment last night just hanging out and he pointed out that my nipples were hard through my shirt which, fair, they were, it was cold and also my nipples are embarrassingly sensitive, like barely-any-stim... continue reading

One night last week, I was sitting at home not knowing what to do with myself. My roommate was out of town and all of my friends were busy. So I said "fuck it" and decided to check out a movie at my local theater. It was pretty late on a weekday, so the theater was dead. It looks like only one other person had bought a ticket for my showing. It had been out for awhile, so it makes sense I guess.

Anyways I got my popcorn and entered the theater. As it turns out, that other person there was a women around the same age as me. She was wearing sweatpants and jacket. She almost looked embarrassed when she realized someone else entered the theater.

I end up sitting just a few rows back from her. The seats in the theater were long enough to fit two people, and recline just enough to be comfortable. As the trailer ended and the movie started, no one else entered. It was just me and this random woman.

We get about 20 minutes into the film, when all of a sudden, the movie stops and the house l... continue reading

Bear with me because there's some background here that matters 😭

I figured out I was bi before I got to college and I'm pretty open about it, which apparently makes me interesting to a lot of people who have been sitting with questions they never had a safe person to ask. I joined the swim team this year and I am OBSESSED with these girls. Like the most beautiful group of humans I have ever been in a room with and we spend a significant portion of our time together in swimsuits which is its own situation entirely 😅

They found out I was bi naturally, just came up in a group chat conversation one night, and almost overnight girls who had been friendly before started finding reasons to be around me specifically. Asking me questions about being with girls, what it was like, whether I thought about them. Asking to room with me on away meets.

I am a helper by nature 😇

The first time was my roommate at an away meet in November. We'd been lying in the dark for a while talking about nothing... continue reading

Okay so this is one of those stories where I have to be honest about my motivations from the jump because there was no other reason this happened and I feel like owning that is the right move 😭

Ryan is my coworker. We work in the same team, we get along really well, he's one of those people you actually like talking to at work which is rarer than it should be. He's heard every story about my situationships and my terrible decision making with men over the past year because he's the person I debrief with on slow afternoons. Sweet guy. Funny in a dry way. Very much not someone I had ever looked at like that because he's not usually my type, tall and skinny with glasses and the general energy of someone who knows a concerning amount about one very specific thing.

Anyway I was at his apartment last night just hanging out and he pointed out that my nipples were hard through my shirt which, fair, they were, it was cold and also my nipples are embarrassingly sensitive, like barely-any-stim... continue reading

Hello everyone. It's me again, the husband. My wife and I are both 34, and we've been married for five years. I'll describe her—she'll be the center of attention today. My wife is a woman with a chiseled figure, a narrow waist, and slightly wide hips, which she's a little self-conscious about, but which I'm absolutely in love with. Her breasts are a B-cup, very responsive to caresses, with dark areolas and nipples that literally harden in a draft. Her hair is a shoulder-length bob, dark and thick. And her eyes are large, brown, which turn almost black when she's aroused, and they squint slightly when she bites her lip. I noticed this detail every time she immersed herself in her "role." Our experience with third partners has expanded over the past year. After the sauna, there were more encounters, and each one added something new to our repertoire of scenarios. My wife has developed a taste for the role of "slut on a leash," but it's s... continue reading