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My wife and her family

So firstly I need to let you know that my wife's family is a nudist family. They are extremely happy in their naked form, it took me a while to get used to it and even now I am still uneasy when we are all naked. She has a brother and sister who are twins in their early twenties and a fantastic mum and dad who are in the prime of their lifes in their mid fifties. We are both 30. I don't always get naked completely, sometimes I wear a towel or a boxers.

Well i guess it all started when we were staying her parents house, just a normal weekend. A nice meal some alcohol and friendly banter. He sister was out but her mum, dad and brother were around. They were all naked as normal and I was in a towel.

It was getting late and everyone started to go up to bed when her sister came home, she was a little drunk. She went up to bed and quicky came down naked. She grabbed a bottle of wine and poured the three of us a glass. My wife and her sister started to chat about... continue reading

“I’ve masturbated on Zoom calls before,” Grace told me, her tanned knuckles gone white as she gripped the hotel desk, her muscular thighs spread before me, offering a glimpse of the tight ring of muscle gripping my swollen cock. She gasped as I worked another inch in, dribbling another happy dollop of lubricant onto my shaft. “But I’ve never taken it in the ass while discussing third-quarter sales figures.”

And now, the proverbial record scratch—there’s me, a charmingly unkempt high school English teacher celebrating the coming summer, pun intended. See my burly, hairy chest. See my beard, my tattoos, my gentle yet firm attitude, my red pen, forever poised to appraise pouting ponderings per poets primitive and present-day.

See, then, reader, Grace, born in Shanghai, raised in Toronto and San Francisco. A face rounder than round, with chubby cheeks she’d finally grown into, her body reforged by Crossfit and pre-packaged smoothies from the soft, yielding frame I knew so we... continue reading

Part 3: So What Happens Next?

After sending that text, that message that left her speechless, I wondered what would happen next. I had her right where I wanted. I had set things in motion, but what was my plan? I needed a plan.

My mind ran wild with twisted thoughts. I dwelled in my perversion. So many paths, so many possibilities. She was entrapped. Putty in my hand. The more this sank in, the more I realized just how far this could go. As far as I wanted.

Our relationship was complicated. No love, no emotion, other than me lusting after her for years and years, an object of my desire. I was an inconvenience to her. Just a part of her life she assumed to pretend was not there.

But now I was here, front and center, in front of her face and I held all the cards. There was no way she could pretend. She had no play, no moves, no strategy. No advantage in this twisted game we were about to play.

Dirty, dirty thoughts, as I drifted off to sleep.

The next... continue reading

When I was home for the summer in college, I used to babysit for a single dad. He works all day and comes home around 7PM so I'm basically alone in his home with his infant daughter the whole day. He's in his early thirties burly and bearded like a fluffy teddy bear. He's adorable with his daughter but he was really shy and awkward with other people, including me.

He had a downstairs bathroom that I was allowed to use whenever I want so I sometimes take baths in there during the baby's naptimes. I used to bring a vibrator with me and would sometimes use it when the mood strikes (but duty first, of course).

During one of my baths, I was pleasuring myself in the tub and was being loud as I always am. I didn't bother closing the door since it was just me and the baby and even if I had the baby monitor thing, I wanted to make sure I would hear her when she cries.

After I was done, I quickly got out of the bathroom and saw that the dad was on his way upstairs. It was just after 3 in t... continue reading

Lips seemed to be stuck together with unspoken words. Dried saliva in the corners...

And along with the waves of cold from the open window, running over the open body, the scenes of yesterday evening began to repeat in front of her ...

Sharply and with a feeling of pleasure surging even now, she remembered, no, she again felt the breakthrough of his flesh! She involuntarily screamed, almost losing consciousness... Gradually, she got used to the insane energy of the flesh raging in the depths of the hot womb... Charging with the energy of pulsation, she did not catch the moment when he, quickly leaving, gave her exhausted bosom a short respite. .. Feeling a strange state, similar to weightlessness, she languidly noted to herself that she was being carried to the bedroom ... Spreading her on a wide bed, he quickly and nervously freed her body from clothes, almost tearing her panties ... Dipping his palms in cups of the bra, he literally pushed out the big breasts, pulled the tight br... continue reading

**Part 2 - A Bold Move**

So before we get back to the story, I want to tell you a little bit about my stepmom.

She is a total smoke show. My father married her about a year after he and my mother divorced. My mom was so fucking pissed... and jealous.

Mother went on and on about how he had married a younger woman, she was over ten years younger than my dad. My mom never forgot it, and I always got to hear her views on the subject. Sour grapes I guess.

When he married her she was like a trophy wife. Young, beautiful, light brunette hair, long and wavy. A real beauty. Pretty blue eyes. Like a beauty queen. Every man’s fantasy.

She and I were never close although I always thought she was sexy. Even from a young age. I was enamored by her. I think I got my first little boner looking and thinking of her as a kid. She never treated me bad, but she never treated me like a son either. She was more interested in starting a new family with my father. I was an af... continue reading

I know some of y’all have been waiting on a lil update from my ✨adventures✨ the other night and I’m finally getting around to typing this out now (apologies). My messages have been crammed asking how it went and let me just say this:

Oh. My. God.

How are there girls out there that don’t like sucking dick???

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For those unaware, I gave my first blowjob.

Before I get into the nitty gritty details, as a little bit of backstory, my boyfriend and I have been dating for around a month now. We’re in the same class at school and I really like him. The most we have done before this though was just handjobs and some touching which has been really fun, but I wanted to try sucking his dick to see what it felt like to give a blowjob.

And well, my mind was blown. I don’t even know where to start. I think I’ll start with the nerves lol.

My parents would be away most of the evening, so I knew that if we wanted to do anything then we would have to do it when they left. I spent most of the da... continue reading

2 years ago when I was 18 I began dating my first serious boyfriend Callum, who was the same age. Callum’s parents were divorced, and he lived with his Shaun 42M in a nice house with a beautiful swimming pool. I never knew anyone with a pool back then, so he was a keeper… well, until the end of the summer, anyway.

For the most part, Callum’s Dad gave us our privacy at the pool. I would normally only see him on weekends when he would be out doing yard work. Occasionally, he would come and sit by the pool and chat with us. I didn't mind, as he was very sweet and kind. After the first couple of weekends of hanging out at the pool, I did notice Shaun glancing over to me a fair bit when he was doing yard work. I noticed he would watch me when I was in the pool or walking around. I never said anything to Callum, I didn’t really know what to say to him and to be honest I didn’t mind the attention. Prior to dating Callum, the oldest guy I had been with was 26. So when Shaun started to notice... continue reading

So I’ve mentioned this friend in a previous story (can’t remember how to link stories), we go to uni together and he lives on campus whereas I still live at home. We have a bit of a free use relationship if I need to get out from under my parents watchful eye. Thankfully he has an amazing cock that’s perfectly suited to me and is willing to loan it out.

The other day uni stress was getting to me and I couldn’t take another minute in the library, i usually cum to destress and needed a heavy hit at the time so dropped him a text. He said I was welcome to come round but he and his friends were doing an important thing on call of Warcraft or whatever the fuck it is that couldn’t be paused.

I didn’t understand at the time that this meant the cock was available to me but not the rest of him. When I got to his room he’d pulled the front of his shorts down to expose his cock and his body language said balls in ur court as he hardly acknowledged me coming in.

I stripped down completely and... continue reading

Part 1 - Home Early

This all went down when I was away at college. I would come home to visit my family some weekends. When I did come home to visit, it was usually on Friday after my morning class.

This particular week my Friday class was canceled so I decided to drive back home a day early. The university I attended was a few hours from home, so I arrived in the early afternoon that Thursday. A day earlier than I would normally come home. A day earlier than I would have been expected.

I pulled into the driveway and noticed a vehicle parked that I did not recognize. Didn't think too much about it and went to the front door. As soon as I was inside I got a surprise that I never would have never anticipated.

Immediately I heard moaning and muffled sounds from upstairs. I quietly closed the front door. The house way quiet except the noises from above. Not sure of who or exactly what I was hearing, it took me a second to figure out that someone was upstairs fucking, and the... continue reading

Why do we come here? We all have different reasons why we are here on the Internet: someone just like that ... plays out of boredom, someone tries to forget, to get away from the real. But the result is the same: here we meet, communicate, fall in love, become attached to each other, part, experience pain and disappointment. We live here.

I was like that too, until one day I met you.

We chatted, laughed, you gave me so much tenderness and affection ... and gradually I began to realize that I was looking for communication only with you ... I know that we are little acquainted ... but still ...

Every evening I run here, to the monitor... I know... it's stupid!

But when you come here, I want to cuddle up to you, feel the warmth, hear the beating of your heart and, touching your lips to your chest, whisper "I missed you ... I was waiting for ..." ... and sliding your hands over your shoulders up ... over your neck, raise your eyes and clinging to your lips to give an unforgettable... continue reading

We had gone through a nasty divorce. It took us ages to even talk to each other. So when I arranged to read my son a bedtime story a couple of nights a week it didn't go down well.

After a couple of weeks she got used to it though and even started making me a coffee after I had put him to bed. Eventually she started talking to me about her dating experiences and how she loved having anal with her new sexual partners(she never liked it when we were married!!)

She also stopped wearing bras whenever I came over. She had E cup tittys and seeing them hanging loose on the table while I sipped my coffee got me horny as fuck!! Unlike her I hadn't been screwing anyone. "Why are you telling me all this!!" I demanded of her"You know I'm not seeing anyone!!" I stood up to go and she stepped in front of me"Youve been really good lately and... and....I really miss your cock!!" She reached forward and grabbed my crotch. "Whats wrong ur boyfreinds not up to scratch??!!" I said angrily... but I had al... continue reading

This story happened a few years back during my third year of university. I’m going to switch up names and some minor details for anonymity, and a warning it might be a little long, but I think it’s worth telling so here I go…

My roommate, Ben, asked me to join a co-ed rec volleyball team at the start of the year. Ben was into a girl named Melissa who wanted to play, and needed a wingman. I ended up joining and about half-way through the year Ben and Melissa started dating (wohoo!). I should mention that I have a long-distance girlfriend at the time who went to a different school.

There were three other girls that joined the team and to put it bluntly, they were all incredibly sexy. To give you an idea, Jessica was a cute brunette that looked a lot like Alison Brie. Next was Chloe, who might have had the nicest legs and ass on the entire campus, and she was not afraid to flaunt it at games. She’d show up wearing some of the skimpiest and tightest shorts t... continue reading

I never used to like threesomes, I always liked getting all the attention from the guy I'm fucking. I wanted to be the girl that he lusted over, and yearned to be with again. I love watching a guy moan with pleasure as I solely focus on him and the idea of another girl made me feel less special.

That is until I realised something. Outside of sex, I am super competitive and threesomes allow me to compete with the other girl. I was asked to have sex with one of my not-so-close friends and her boyfriend (It was one of those deals where the guy picked me and she got to pick one of his friends for their next threesome). I know that he had been instructed to focus mainly on her and to not cum inside me. But to me, this sounds like a challenge. A challenge to be sexier than her, to try harder than her, to make him feel better than she ever could.

So when it finally happened he started by playing with his gf... It took some time for him to start fucking me, but when he did I made... continue reading

After our encounter, I gave him a little peck on the cheek and got dressed.

I finished my duties with the baby and bade my goodbyes to Mr. Dad. He acted like nothing happened and wouldn't look me in the eyes. Of course, I didn't take offense at that. It wasn't a common thing to happen with one's babysitter and I understand that so I just let it go. I went home and got myself off a few times thinking of what had happened.

On my next workday, he barely said 2 words to me before leaving me with his child. I was like, okay so that's how he wanted to play it. Fine with me.

That day, he came home later than usual, around 8pm. The baby was already asleep and I was just watching tv in the living room waiting for him.

He went in but it didn't seem like he noticed me there as he put his bag on the counter and sat on the couch across from me. He sighed the biggest saddest sigh and was just staring at nothing.

I got up, took a beer out of the fridge and gave it to him. He looked at me... continue reading

The backstory is my bf and I were on vacation in Bangkok. We had always talked about adding another girl but had been nervous to try. We decided to get a couple's massage at an erotic parlor called Kiss.

When we arrived we ordered our massage and two girls took us up to a room and gave us a bath.

I was a little jealous watching another girl touch him, but it turned me on also. After the bath they moved us to the bed and started to massage us. After awhile they had us turn over and started massaging our fronts. I was getting so wet having a girl rub my nipples while watching another one rub my bf. It was so erotic looking at each other getting rubbed that when she made her way down and started rubbing my clit I came pretty quickly.

My bf was still being jerked off and the other girl moved over to help. The sight of two girls jerking him off at the same time was so hot. I started making out with him and as he started moaning I knew he was getting closer.

I moved down and starte... continue reading

My pussy is always on fire, aching for a hard cock, and eager tongue, a finger or two. I had heard a woman's sex drive goes wild in their 30s. I was already wild, had been since I was a teen. I fully expected the opposite. I had fucked around. I had been fucked by the biggest, the smallest, fattest, skinniest cocks. The dicks that randomly take a turn, even those feel fucking amazing in the right position.

So I didn't think my sex drive could get any worse.

Until it did. Not to sound dramatic, because it wasn't. I was still the shy, introverted, glasses wearing, wallflower girl. And yet, the thoughts that ran through my head. The aches in my pussy. The need to be filled. The urge to be used.

I was at the bar of a popular restaurant in Toronto waiting for my friends, to watch the Leafs. I had ordered a couple of drinks, was nervous about the game but in a good mood overall. I was wearing a jersey and tights, planning on being outside for a better part of the night.

I struck up a conv... continue reading

There was this young guy I'd often see at the gym and I could tell he was staring at me, like checking me out. It happened most times we were both there. Eventually I decided to ask him how many sets he had left on a weights machine. We chatting for a bit and whenever we'd see each other we would speak and have a chat.

This day it was raining and I offered him a lift home (he walked to and from). When I dropped him off, I asked if I could come in to use the bathroom (I didn't need to), we came in out of the rain. His clothes were wet and I said he should get changed or he'll get too cold. He shyly took his shirt off and I put a hand on his chest and rubbed. Then I'm like 'your pants are wet, you should change them too'. Then I moved my hand down to his underwear and squeezed. He was already hard. And he flinched a bit. I asked if he was ok and he said no one has ever touched him there before.

I told him to relax and that I'd take care of him as I kneeled in front of him and took him... continue reading

With a strong cross, you again sent the ball into the field near the line itself. Yes, the punches were excellent, but they didn't seem to help you smash me set after set. I could hardly concentrate on the ball during the reception, and mediocrely shot my own serves out of bounds. My fingers alternately weakened, then convulsively squeezed the racket, as soon as you just made a jerk to the side or leaned over the ball ... Several times I closed my eyes tightly, shaking my head, as if trying to throw off the sweet shackles of vision that arises behind the net. But the vision did not disappear - after all, there was you, a real tennis goddess, a beauty queen and a master of seduction ...

- 6:2, I won again - you said fervently. Where these two games I won came from, I could not understand. And I didn’t think about tennis at all at that moment. Your beautiful hair, falling down your neck on graceful open shoulders, your elastic breasts, embossed in a snow-white mini-top, your breathtaki... continue reading

I’ve danced around this a lot and wrote about the first time we fucked, but I never really went into the mountains of sexual tension that came before.

*I have a really hard time writing about my husband… As someone on here pointed out, it’s actually far more vulnerable for me than just writing about my past sex life.*

Certain things in my life had fallen into place by the time this story took place. My career was taking off, I had started therapy, and I acknowledged a few things about myself, including the fact that I was indeed addicted to sex and used it for validation.

*My therapist was fascinated by me. You know it’s bad when you shock a psychiatrist.*

So as a result, I had been spending a lot of time “dating myself.” I wasn’t living totally like a monk, but I stopped compulsively seducing people and spent more time alone.

I wasn’t entirely a garbage human before, but I wasn’t taking great care of myself. I was reckless and hurt a lot of people with my inability to approp... continue reading