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This was earlier this morning. I'm not sure where else to put it, but I need to talk about it.

So I had a friend stay the night, and to cut a long tale short, we ended up naked in my bed messing around. We literally just fingered each other and toyed with each other's boobs.

My brother happened to come in on us as my friend and I were joking about fucking. They've had sex in the past. I knew they wouldn't be able to leave with our parents around, so I pulled my cover over my head and told them to hurry. I ended up covering up my friend. We scrambled around, trying to untangle ourselves, when I felt him get on the bed, followed by his dick pressing against my pussy and sliding in.

All I could do was moan as he went fast and hard. My friend glanced at me with wide eyes and told him he was with the wrong girl. She threw the blanket away from us so he could see, and when I came, he glanced at me. I'm not sure why, but he started cumming as well.

He just discharged a few shots into me b... continue reading

Sarah was standing in front of the stove with just a t-shirt on, it ended at the small of her back and her perfect little ass was shaking a little as she was cooking something, it smelled like eggs. The sight stopped me in my tracks.

“I’m making you some eggs, I know just how you like them.”

“You do?”

“Yes, my sister told me all kinds of things you like.” She said very softly.

What the fuck, I’m in so much trouble with this one. Here I am thinking the fucking is over, and I had to sit down at the table because my cock was impossibly stirring again watching her ass wiggle back and forth and having her say that in that voice, like she knew something she shouldn’t.

She walked over with a plate of eggs, exactly how I like them, scrambled with a bit of cheese. She put the plate down in front of me and proceeded to sit on my leg, facing the table, and put her arm over my shoulders. I could feel the heat from her pussy on my bare thigh. My cock stirred again. Fuck

“Thank you, Sarah”

“... continue reading

One day I was brushing my teeth while rushing trying to get dressed at the same time. I tripped with the toothbrush in my mouth and barely bumped the end on my wardrobe. The toothbrush jabbed me in the back of my throat, bristles and all, and on that day it occurred to me that I had a really flexible throat and no gag reflex. After letting my sore throat heal for a day or 2 I had to test it out. I called this guy over who was a friend but I heard from others he had a big dick. When he got there I was “just getting out the shower” wink wink. Not long after that he was ripping my towel off and I’m hanging upside down over the couch mouth open. I could stick all 10 inches of his dick in my throat no problem. It felt so good to him he wouldn’t let me come up for air, but I liked it. I deep throated his dick until he was about to cum. While he was cumming I blacked out because I could barely breath at all. I blacked out for maybe 3 seconds when I regained consciousness I squirted all over m... continue reading

The session is not conducive to a good mood. Never. Regardless of how you study. And everything is unnerving: the calls of the parents, the remarks of the sister, the attention of young people on the street. In short, ready to bark at everyone you meet. Especially when it's plus twenty-five outside the window, and instead of lying somewhere on the shore, sipping Coca-Cola, you wallow in a stuffy room and plow the boundless ocean of historical research.

Having dug into textbooks and losing the last remnants of common sense over the adventures of the ancient and not very Russians, I almost threw a suddenly screaming smartphone out the window.

- Oh, to break you! I said in my heart. - Well, who else is itching?

"People are divided into two categories," the unknown caller said thoughtfully. - "Some pass the session. Others have a habit of arriving at the wrong time, but they have cognac, which dilates blood vessels and improves mental activity. I have cognac. Well, so I will come in?... continue reading

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Nina was the first “rich girl” I’d ever met. Her dad worked in the film industry, not even someone I’d heard of but she really treated money like it was nothing.

I wasn’t in her inner circle, I didn’t get invited on the lavish trips she took people on a few times a year. I did however get to go to her catered parties and movie nights She had a home theater in her house. This was in our mid 20s when those of us that were doing pretty well were considering buying a small condo. She had a movie room. 8 or so seats in a miniature theater.

She was very into film (she later went to film school for a year or so) so this was her pride and joy, the sound system in particular. I think most people don’t justify the existence of a home theatre the way she did. It was a weekly occurrence to see the latest releases on her projector.

So it was pretty normal that one day it wound up just being her, my then gf, and me. We watched some rerelease of her favorite mo... continue reading

I’d always gotten along with my manager, G, although everything was kept strictly platonic. But even then, I’d notice a wandering eye or lingering look. Something to tell me he was interested but nothing to indicate what he’d actually do.

One day, a few of the other staff had called in sick, leaving us with just a bare bones crew to try and get our way through a busy Saturday shift. G would find little ways to touch me, putting his hands on his waist to get past me or giving me a side-hug for little things, and the combination of a stressful shift with his increase in flirting was starting to leave me flustered.

He was a good-looking man, one of those ones that actually gets phone numbers from customers left for him, so I was flattered by his attention and would be lying if I said I didn’t have a crush. Although I had been warned by other staff that he never sleeps with his employees, so I’d been happy to keep my crush at a distance and just enjoy the flirting.

The busy period... continue reading

As a little bit of context on me - I get pigeon holed into "**that girl with big boobs**," and I totally embrace it! At some instinctual level, I love the attention they demand in a crowd, the inevitable stares, and the idea that someone is going home and masturbating to the memory of my body. I like when my partner plays with them, uses them, obsesses over them, and objectifies me for them. It's just kinda become the embodiment of me. It's the elephant in the room, it's the constant distraction that demands your attention, and for better or worse, it's become a very defining characteristic of my personality.

This story dates back to a college ex long ago. Let's call him Tim. Tim was coming to visit me at at my parents' house and this was his inaugural "coming out" to all my local childhood friends. We had a BBQ and pool day planned and since mostly everyone was back home during this spring break vacation, he got to do the rounds with the girls.

It was a sweltering hot day. The only... continue reading

So I knew this girl, we were super flirty but never had sex or anything, one day we were sitting in her garden and turn ons and stuff came into the conversation. I mentioned being single I masturbated a lot, She took this as an opportunity to bet me I couldn’t stop cold turkey for 3 weeks, we agreed if I did she would do it for me on day 22.

Days passed and it was increasingly difficult to resist the urge, by day 10 she’d send me sex gifs from tumblr and teasing me on what day 22 would be like, day 18 I nearly cracked as I got a topless Snapchat from her, I still managed to hold out.

Day 21 was an onslaught of sex gifs, porn links, underwear and topless snapchats, but I made it... around comes day 22, we arranged to meet later that evening at her place as her parents were out, I edged a few times but it nearly happened, my balls were killing me I’m sure they were at the point of exploding.

I get to hers, as to door shut it went straight to kissing.. I ran my hands... continue reading

Yeah , I know it sounds crazy, for context my girlfriend has humongous titties , she also wears low cut shirts to show her clevage, It’s basically the elephant in the room, and this is the first time meeting her sister

We were at her sisters home and everything was chill, we were drinking laughing and talking , my girlfriend was sitting and her sister was standing behind her , surprise hugged her and said she misses her , she then slid her hands inside of my girlfriends shirt onto her bare breast , and started to squeeze them , my girlfriend laughingly said “bitch stop you’re embarrassing me” and her sister said something along the lines of “before he was in the picture these were my titties” while fondling her, my girlfriend didn’t have a bra on , and from what I could tell at the time , she was rubbing her palm on my girlfriends nipples , her sister looked at me and said she couldnt keep her hands off of them since they started growing and hopes I don’t mind sharing them, I nervous... continue reading

“I don’t know. I think he’s *really* cute. Do you think he’s interested?”

I stifled a sigh, making a mental note that this was the new boy of the month. Funnily enough, she was after my friend this time, and looking the way she did, she’d obviously get him.

“He’s really nice, too,” she continued, attention off somewhere else. I sipped at my drink passively. “He’s not really my type, right, but I think he’s boyfriend material.”

I watched Morgan bite her lip. She was suddenly looking for a boyfriend? Out of nowhere? “Boyfriend material?” I repeated, barely masking my scoff.

She finally remembered I was right in front of her. I took another sip just to have something to do as she focused in on me. “He has a huge dick. Are you somehow completely unaware of this?”

I choke and splutter dramatically, looking around the cafeteria-type area we’re in to scan for any uptight grandmas. “Jesus, Morgan.” A flicker of a smirk flashes across her lips. “Why the fuck did you think I wanted to know... continue reading

There were not as many people on the bus as I thought at first. I made my way to the very back seat and decided to take a nap: the path was not close. As soon as I closed my eyes and prepared to taste the sweetest sleep, as through the adjacent eyelids I saw a woman's silhouette approaching the back seats. It turned out to be a young girl (18-19 years old), distinguished by unusual beauty. Her light summer dress could not hide the lovely shapes of her hips and breasts. Shoulder-length dark brown hair was gathered into a neat ponytail with a colorful elastic band, slender long legs were shod in summer sandals, which consisted of thin leather straps. She walked over to the seats and, as if nothing had happened, landed next to me, probably thinking that I was still asleep.

The bus left. There were four hours of travel in inactivity. Sleep was the only occupation. And it is not surprising that after a few minutes my neighbor was sleeping peacefully, leaning back in her seat. I had no sle... continue reading

This happened years ago when I was still with my gf. Before I dive into the story I should tell some background information first.

My ex and her mom lived together and were very open with everything to the point where they shower where they both walk in on each other, my ex shared what toys she got and discussed our sex live with her mom even every once in a while where we had sex and she was talking to her mom about anything.

Now you know that this story was when my ex and I were together for about 6 months, but she began to have less interest in sex so when I took a shower there due the lack of sex I needed some relieve and took the matter in my own hand when her mom walked in on me.

Of course I immediately stopped, but she said: “you don’t have to stop, it’s completely normal to do plus I know you and my daughter have less sex, if you want I could give you a hand? I mean it’s better than your own hand right?”. Me not knowing what to say friendly declined since I am still with my... continue reading

Thank you again for all the support this week after my post last weekend. I’ve been overwhelmed with messages asking about what happened Sunday and the rest of the week with Sarah. So here goes.

Quick recap, I ran in to my ex SIL at a bar, she told me she wanted to fuck me for years. I went back to her place and we fucked all night. I woke up in a bit of a panic, realizing this could be very complicated. I went to the bathroom and wrote my post here.

So after I posted my story, I went to the living room and wondered what I should do, I was second guessing my decisions. We all know that feeling! LOL

I sat for a little bit and decided, what the fuck, I did it, it was over, I can’t take it back, and there’s a smoking hot woman in the next room who wanted me and I had had the best sex of my life that night. So I went back to the bedroom.

It was getting light outside and when I walked in the bedroom, Sarah was laying on top of the comforter with her legs open and her hand rubbing her pu... continue reading

The ringing of the phone pulled me out of my slumber like a gunshot. Unexpectedly and insistently. I got up from the sofa where I lay and listened to music, on the verge of dream and reality. She walked over to the table and picked up the phone.

- Hello.

- Hello! I'm back! You are all asleep!

My legs buckled and I sank to the floor. It was his voice. A voice that I haven't heard for five years and that I thought I would never hear. This voice came in my dreams at night, making me wake up and dream about him for the rest of the night.

- Well, what are you silent? Are you not happy? I'm completely back! Do you hear? At all. I will never leave again!

- Hello! - my voice was trembling, - I was just confused. Of course I'm glad. I've been waiting for you. I love you still!

- So I'll come today? Clock at 9 pm?

- I'll be waiting for you!

- Will everything be the same?

- Yes! - my voice broke, and a wave of strong excitement swept through my body.

- Wait! I will come! Kiss!... continue reading

I went out drinking with some friends and afterwards my guy friend needed a place to crash because he didn't want to drive home. We talked on the couch for a bit and he mentioned that he was super horny. I didn't really want to fuck him because I had a boyfriend at the time so I told him that if he wanted to, he could use me as inspiration and jerk off. No touching though. He seemed excited. He asked me to lay face down on the couch with my knees on the floor and pull my skirt up so I did. I was wearing a black lace thong that my asshole peaked just barely out of the sides of. He positioned himself behind me and started jacking off. I didn't want him to take forever so I pulled my thong down and shook my butt side to side. I could tell he was getting close so right before he came I told him "cum on me" and I spread my ass apart with my hands so he could see everything nice and clear. He let out an audible grunt as he put a hot load all over me, including on my asshole. I cleaned up, ha... continue reading

**Part 1 & 2 TLDR:** i accidentally found my friend's fap folder and photos of me were in it; I then decided to tease him on video call, “accidentally” showing him my naked body

as mentioned in my last post after flashing him, we had a sleepover planned for the following weekend!

the sleepover was great! we had a lot of fun playing games and chatting with our friends, but the best part was definitely sharing a bed with M

i couldn't help but wear my favourite white tight sheer tank top (a couple of redditors suggested this!), and it definitely caught his attention. throughout the night I could feel his eyes on my nipples as they poked through the fabric. as we settled into bed, i tried my best to keep my distance from m, but it was hard to resist his warmth and closeness….

and as we settled into position

…i could feel

**his FRICKING rock hard boner against my butt,**

….and it **made me so horny.**

As I shifted in bed, I felt M's boner pressing against my butt. at first, I... continue reading

I met Nick and Dave when I was a sophomore in college, and they were seniors. We ran in enough circles together that we became friendly, and eventually adopted into their friend group. I was close with many of them, but probably Nick and Dave the most. They would visit a lot after they graduated, and when I graduated and moved last year, they said they’d come and visit. For context, they could have been brothers given how they looked: about 6 feet, give or take an inch, frequent gym partners so broad shouldered with muscled but not bulky bodies, and brown hair. Since graduating, Nick had developed a low profile beard which suited his face well. I, on the other hand, was always short, about 5’3”, but had been to the gym enough that I had an ass I was proud of, and breasts that got stares at bars, but nothing insane.

Last week, Nick and Dave were going to be in town very last minute for the weekend and I offered to let them crash at my place. My roommate was out of town visiting her boy... continue reading

I met Nick and Dave when I was a sophomore in college, and they were seniors. We ran in enough circles together that we became friendly, and eventually adopted into their friend group. I was close with many of them, but probably Nick and Dave the most. They would visit a lot after they graduated, and when I graduated and moved last year, they said they’d come and visit. For context, they could have been brothers given how they looked: about 6 feet, give or take an inch, frequent gym partners so broad shouldered with muscled but not bulky bodies, and brown hair. Since graduating, Nick had developed a low profile beard which suited his face well. I, on the other hand, was always short, about 5’3”, but had been to the gym enough that I had an ass I was proud of, and breasts that got stares at bars, but nothing insane.

Last week, Nick and Dave were going to be in town very last minute for the weekend and I (23F) offered to let them crash at my place. My roommate was out of town visiting h... continue reading

After leaving the hotel in the morning, I arrived home, trying not to think about the party. Completely impossible, though, being right back where everything had happened. The house kind of didn't feel like my home, either. It was tainted, sullied by strangers and sex. All the happy memories I had in it had been replaced with filthy flashbacks of what I'd seen that weekend.

I went inside, trying to make as little noise as possible. I knew dad would be getting ready for work, and I really didn't want to see him. I didn't want to look him in the eyes; I had this irrational fear that he'd just know exactly what I did. I would have died on the spot. Thankfully, I got changed into my work clothes without running into him, and swiftly left.

Work sucked. It dragged, and I wallowed in shame and repulsion the whole day. I was mostly managing to keep everything in the back of my mind, but it didn't stop the emotions from seeping through. I was also dreading the end of the day when I'd have to... continue reading

I love my husband and want to give him every amazing experience there is to have in this life. Over the years we have done a lot of fun things together, including sex with and in front of other people. For Father's day last year I wanted to up the intensity and have him be worshipped by multiple hot women at once. We'd had threesomes with women before but those were usually with other bi women and he wasn't the center of attention. This time I wanted it to be all about him.

I messaged some ladies who we'd had encounters with before and was happy when I found two that were excited by the idea. One of them suggested they bring their massage table. Great idea! Since we share custody of our kids they only spent half the day at our house on Father's day and shortly after they left I told my husband to go take a shower because I wanted to massage him. I handed him a blindfold and told him to put it on before coming into the bedroom.

The other ladies showed up while he was showering. We lit... continue reading