Threesome With a Lesbian Couple
This one happened a while back I was meeting a female friend of mine at a bar. She was there with 2 friends she had from work. They were a gay couple, both women in their early - m
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This one happened a while back I was meeting a female friend of mine at a bar. She was there with 2 friends she had from work. They were a gay couple, both women in their early - m
Read story →I was in college and had met a girl on tinder. We talked for a couple weeks or so and ended up meeting out at a bar one night (both of us 21). Her dorm roommate was there as well.
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Read story →​ OKAY so my boyfriend and I are semi-long distance (about three hours apart, we see each other every two to three weeks) and we were texting about kinks and he mentioned he'd been reading about edging and denial and how apparently if a guy doesn't cum for a while the buildup makes everything more intense. I told him to try it. No cumming for a full week before his next visit. He laughed. I said I was serious. He went quiet for a bit then said "fine but you better be ready." He showed up on Friday night and I could tell something was different immediately. He kissed me harder than usual, grabbed me tighter, and within ten minutes of walking through my door he had me bent over my kitchen counter with my jeans around my ankles eating me out from behind like a man possessed. Usually he takes his time, teases, builds up. This time he ate my pussy like he was starving and I came on his tongue in under three minutes which is a record. When he stood up and I felt his cock again
i might as well tell the rest of the story from my roadtrip with my roommate but we had a mutual guy friend. she told me they'd been secretly hooking up for a few months. i said i want to try having sex with a guy. so she had him over and they started touching and making out hard. i watched her give him a blowjob for a few minutes. his eyes flicker over to me nervously and it gave me butterflies each time. she told him he could fuck me if he wanted. i was still nervous so i got on top and sat on his pelvis. he grabbed my hips and nudged his dick against me between my ass. i could feel the heat from his tip poking my back. when i looked down at him he was completely at my mercy. his arms were huge this guy was like 6'4 he could break me in half and he was desperate. his strength was powerless to me, desperately trying to nudge so he could get inside me. she ran her hand through his hair and told him it was my first time. she was kneeling right behind me. but when he heard it
My gf (Jessica/Jess)) has a twin sister named Jennifer/Jenny. When I first started dating Jess, I would get them mixed up from time to time. They even played jokes and or pranks on me, but after a month or so, I caught on. After dating Jess for a year and a half, we moved in together and shared an apartment. We used to work together, but then I got a better job. When Jess said her office was having a Halloween costume party, she invited me as I still knew some people there as I left on good terms. Her sister Jenny also tagged along. We all met up at our place before we all headed out to the office party. Jess dressed up as a nurse and myself as a doctor. I think Jenny went as a witch. It started around 7pm and there was food and drinks, dancing, trivia and several other activities. It started to die around midnight. Jess and I took an Uber home as we were too drunk to drive home. Jenny said she’d find her own way home so we just decided to go out separate ways. When we got home, I was
“What are your feelings about free-use?” Two pairs of blue eyes stared at me from the couch. Sabrina’s friend Allie was in town for the weekend and they had come knocking on my door, two bottles of wine in tow. I later found out Sabrina had told her so much about me she couldn’t wait to meet this neighbor across the hall. All I knew about Allie was that they had been friends for about a decade, that she had red hair and that she was gorgeous. Drunken giggles accompanied the soft knock at the door. Allie wanted to meet the sexy boy across the hall. Can we come in? We brought party favors!” Sabrina’s 5’2” frame stood at my door, her deep brunette hair was curled, lying against her low-cut white blouse, perfectly framing her D cups, which were boosted to a deep cleavage. Allie stood next to her holding the wine bottles. “Hi! I’m Allie! I really wanted to see the face behind the stories she’s told me” Allie was slightly shorter, 5’0”, maybe 5’1”. Sabrina had told me she was gorgeous,
Oleg and Nastya moved into their first apartment at the end of August. The renovation was completed quickly, the furniture was arranged, the boxes unpacked—and then Nastya said, "We should invite the neighbors over and introduce ourselves." Oleg frowned at first, but then agreed. The apartment was small, a two-bedroom apartment on the third floor, but the living room had room for a table and some room to spare. Nastya was a short girl with rounded hips and small breasts. Oleg was slightly taller than her, of average build, with a short haircut and a habit of constantly fiddling with things. They had been together for three years, previously renting a room near the metro, and now they had their own place. They knew their neighbors only by sight. Across the street lived a young couple—Denis and Lena, both in their early thirties, unencumbered. Upstairs lived Igor, a man in his forties, divorced, living alone. Downstairs lived Timur, an athletic-looking guy who worked either in
This is a true story. It’s long, so I’m going to tell it in two parts. This happened about 2 years ago. I met Greg years ago when we were in our early 20s. We became great friends. We were pretty wild, always chasing girls, just being young and living life. Then he met Melanie and settled down. But Mel is great. They were a perfect match and eventually got married. I was even in their wedding. So fast forward to the events of two years ago. Greg and Mel had been married for about 5 years. They were happily married with young kids. They live in a neighborhood with a lot people their age that also had young kids. The neighborhood families were very close with each other. Very close. There was a rumor that the neighbors were swingers. It seemed possible, but nobody knew for sure. It was around this time that Greg got a new role at work. He had to travel to different cities around the US for work almost every week. He asked me if I could help out Mel with the kids and stuff around the h
My best friend and her boyfriend let me crash at their apartment for the summer between freshman and sophomore year because my lease ended in May and the new one didn't start until August. Three months on their couch that turned into three months in their guest room that turned into three months of her boyfriend's cock down my throat every weekday morning. It started because of a game of never have I ever. We were drunk on their balcony one night and my friend said "never have I ever thought about a threesome with someone in this room" and both me and her boyfriend drank and she SCREAMED laughing and pointed at us and said "I KNEW IT." We kissed in front of her that night, me and him, her idea, and his hand slid up my shirt and grabbed my tit while his tongue was in my mouth and I could hear her breathing change behind us. My pussy was soaking through my shorts by the time we stopped. Full threesome never happened. She kept saying she wasn't ready but she told us one night (sober
Great... Another "Girls Night" hosted by my wife Tina. AKA my wife and her friends getting wine drunk and being annoying. We have a few spare bedrooms, so they stay up extremely late drinking then they all just crash at our house, waking up like zombies the next day. I typically just lock myself in my office and catch up on Netflix or play a game. Tonight my wife had asked me to grill for them, to which I agreed. Her friends started arriving between 2-4 o'clock. By the time I went down there to start dinner at 5 they all were already a bit tipsy, giggling over nothing, being much louder than they would be sober. It was the same "crew" as always. My wife Tina: dark curly brown hair, 5'2", curvy build, big beautiful round ass, solid B-cup boobs. Jaz (from a previous story): same height as Tina, straight dark hair, slightly skinnier than Tina, smaller but still nice ass, and massive triple D's. And then Stacy, the wildest of the bunch by far (and that's saying something because Jaz and T
The hotel was called "White Sail"—a silly name, but with a certain pretentiousness. Three stars, all-inclusive, buffet from seven to ten, heated pool, but not deep. Lena and I chose it for its affordability and proximity to the sea. Or rather, to the sea because of its proximity. To the affordability because of its inevitability. We arrived on Saturday morning, tired and grumpy after a six-hour layover. Lena went straight to her room to catch up on sleep. I went to the pool bar to drink beer and look out at the sea. The bartender was a local guy. About twenty-five, maybe younger. Dark-skinned, black-haired, with a smile that seemed to never fade. He was wiping down the counter and chatting with someone in Italian—quickly, sing-songly, waving his arms as if conducting an invisible orchestra. I ordered a beer. He nodded, opened the bottle, and placed it in front of me. And said: - Russian? - Russian. “Good.” He smiled wider. “I like Russians. They drink a lot and talk little.”
I’ve already shared some insanely hot stories here, and now I wanna share one from my college days. That time, I was with the same guy for years. Looking back it was a pretty tame relationship, until the night I found out he was cheating. One of my friends saw him making out with some girl and disappearing into a room at a party. I didn’t want to believe it, so later that day when we were hanging out I casually opened his phone. The girl was already sending him nudes while I was sitting right next to him. I somehow kept a straight face until I got home. Then I started planning. He was hosting a Halloween party at the house he shared with his roommates and a few fraternity brothers. Perfect. I threw on a basic black cat costume that left almost nothing to the imagination , deep cleavage, short skirt, the works. The second I walked in I could feel every pair of eyes on me. Guys who normally made eye contact suddenly couldn’t. I knew it was working. I pulled two of his roommates and
We were drinking cheap wine on her apartment floor because all her furniture was still in boxes from moving in last week and she asked me how many people I'd slept with and I said zero and took a big sip. She didn't laugh. That's the first thing I want to say because I'd been terrified of that, the laugh, the oh you're kidding, the wait seriously? She just looked at me and said "why" like she was asking about something normal. I told her I'd come close twice, once at prom and once at a party freshman year, but both times I got too in my head about it and made up an excuse to leave and she nodded like that made perfect sense. She was sitting cross-legged across from me in leggings and an oversized hoodie, dark curly hair piled up, no makeup, and she had this thing about her where she listened with her whole body, like she leaned toward you. "Do you want it to be some random hookup," she said, "or do you want it to be with someone who gives a shit about you." I said I mean obviously
My two friends and I were driving back from the New Jersey shore after a day of partying . We spotted her walking on the shoulder of the road just outside of a small town that we just passed thru. Being 19 years old and full of cum and spotting a nice looking female, I quickly pulled over and asked her if she needed a ride. She instantly agreed. She was fairly attractive, in shape, and I estimate in her early 30's. Once she got in the car, I asked where are you going and she just starts bitching about her husband calling him a dickhead and asshole and said she just wanted to get away from the fucker and was heading to her sisters house. She kept up her rantings about what a piece of shit her husband was, on and on, just really talking nasty shit about him. Dam was she really fucking pissed at her husband. After about 10 miles of driving she started to calm down. That's when I told her that we are going to stop at a swimming lake near our homes to take a late night dip, would you also
That day, I returned home earlier than usual. Not that much earlier—about an hour, maybe an hour and a half. It was just that the office renovations had been delayed indefinitely, and the boss, with a wave of his hand, sent us all home. I was actually glad: I could collapse on the couch and watch something until Nastya got home from work. But Nastya was already home. I realized it right away—her sneakers were standing in the hallway, thrown haphazardly, with her socks sticking out of one. Next to them were men's shoes. Not mine. My first thought was stupid: a plumber. But a plumber wouldn't leave his shoes behind. A plumber would leave his boots, heavy work boots, with the laces untied. But these were leather, polished, with a neat, narrow toe. The kind worn by men who take care of themselves. I put the bag on the floor. Quiet. Too quiet for repairs. A sound came from the bedroom. Soft, rhythmic. The creaking of a bed—our bed creaked just like that, in one spot, at the foot
His best friend heard us fucking through the wall. That's how it started. We were at my boyfriend's apartment and I was riding him on his bed being way too loud and afterwards his friend knocked on the door and said "you guys know these walls are paper thin right? I can hear EVERYTHING" and my boyfriend, without missing a beat, said "then stop listening and come join next time." I looked at him like WHAT. He shrugged. "Would you be into that?" Like he was asking if I wanted pizza for dinner. I thought about it for maybe three seconds and said "yeah actually." His friend is cute. Tall, plays basketball, big hands, easy smile. I'd noticed him before but never in a serious way because I love my boyfriend and I'm not about to make things weird. But my boyfriend was literally offering and his friend was standing in the hallway and I could see him through the cracked door and he looked nervous and hopeful and my pussy was still wet from round one so I said "get in here." That fir
So I was in the army (m 20) and I was stationed in El Paso TX at Fort Bliss. I was assigned to a new unit, one that was built from scratch. I went through the ranks and made Sargent pretty fast within 2 years. We ended up getting a new female commander and no one knew anything about her other than she moved from New York. I met her on her first day she arrived at our unit. She looked decent, obviously older (around late 30s early 40s), small frame, white skin with wavy brown hair/slightly gray. She had a southern accent and was very polite. I got assigned to be her driver and drove her in a humvee and a Bradley. We drove a lot and got familiar with each other. We ended up joking and have like minded dark humor. We ended up sleeping in the same 4 man tent. Just the two of us, she said she didn't feel comfortable with others around. It was late as hell one night, and I was listening to the radio for Mission traffic. I lit a cigarette which I knew she hated due to her quitting and
She texted me to come over and study for orgo and I said yeah even though I already knew the material because I've had a thing for her since sophomore year of high school and I'm not about to turn down three hours on her couch. She opened the door in this thin white tank top with no bra and little cotton shorts and I swear my brain left my body for about two seconds before I said hey and walked past her like a normal person. We sat on the couch with our textbooks open and I was reading the same sentence about molecular bonds over and over because every time she shifted her weight or leaned forward to grab her highlighter I could see everything through that shirt, the shape of them, the way they moved, the outline of her nipples pressing against the fabric, and I kept telling myself to look at the book but my eyes had their own plans. About an hour in she stretched her arms above her head and her tank top rode up and I saw the bottom curve of her tits and a strip of stomach and I star
Sleepover The first time I slept over at my girlfriends’ parents house I only had the option of sleeping on the living room couch. Her dad was away travelling for work so it was just her mom there, Rochelle. Her mom had already prepped the couch for me by laying out a blanket and pillow. My girlfriend kissed me goodnight and headed up to her room to bed. I was pretty tired already and I’ve always been one to fall asleep easily, so as soon after the lights were turned off I was out within minutes. I’m not sure what time it was but I woke up to a wet encompassing sensation. My first thought was “Sweet, my girlfriend wants to surprise me!” I couldn’t see very well in the pitch black, but I reached down and brushed her hair. As my eyes started to adjust I saw more of her hair, a dirty blondish color. My girlfriend and I had done the deed a couple times at this point, but she’d never given me head. So I was pleasantly surprised at her proficiency. “Fuck, Emma, (my girlfriends name) i
The sharp sting of his palm connecting with my bare skin echoes off the cinderblock walls of the tiny dorm room, a sudden, percussive shock that ripples straight through my hips and ignites a hot, dizzying current of heat right between my thighs. "Look at you, crawling in here past midnight like the needy little slut you are," Tyler growled, his voice a low, rough rasp that vibrates against my ear as he leans over my back, his broad chest pressing heavily into my spine. He grabs a fistful of my hair, yanking my head back just enough to expose my throat, forcing me to arch my back and present myself to him even more completely. "You couldn't even wait until the weekend, could you? You were sitting in your room, getting all wet just thinking about this, weren't you?" "Yes," I breathed out, my voice trembling, a pathetic, breathless little sigh that I barely recognize as my own. My face is pressed down into the synthetic, slightly scratchy fabric of his dorm-issue twin mattress, but I d
It was supposed to be a normal visit. My nineteen year old sister, Brandi, had driven up to campus to surprise me for the weekend, our parents’ idea after the divorce left the house too quiet and us too distant. We’d always been close growing up, me the older brother by two years, her the little sister who used to steal my hoodies and climb into my bed during thunderstorms. But something had changed the last year. The way her eyes lingered when I came out of the shower. The way I caught myself staring at the curve of her ass in those tiny shorts she wore around the house. Eventually, we both felt it. It started with masturbating together and then eventually we had sex for the first time. And having sex with my sister was the best sex I’d ever had. My only complaint was that she refused to do anal. And that was a big complaint since her ass was gorgeous. She’d just gotten here and she was in the dorm with me … fully naked. She lay on her stomach, propped up on her elbows with her lon
Hello everyone. This is pure fantasy. Any coincidences are purely coincidental. "A strange gift in a rented apartment" is another dirty story about silicone skin and abnormal sizes. Swearing, crude language, milk, urine, and torn holes. There is no realism and there never will be. If you don't like it, close it. For everyone else, have a nice day. The apartment reeked of dampness and cheap air freshener, which hadn't masked the smell of sweat and semen in a long time. Alina stood by the window, adjusting her short red dress, which barely stretched over her silicone breasts and swollen ass. Her heels dug into the linoleum. The neighbors on the other side of the wall were already yelling—either they were having sex or arguing. She didn't give a damn. The client had promised to come with "something special," and the money in the envelope was supposed to last a week. The door opened without ringing. A man walked in, closed it behind him, and tossed a package