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It was the middle of the movie and my guy friend and I were in the back row. We were both really into the movie, but I could tell he was getting distracted. I could feel his eyes on me and his hand slowly creeping up my thigh. I pretended to ignore it, but I was getting really turned on.

Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. I turned to him and whispered, "Do you want to go to the bathroom?" He nodded eagerly and we snuck out of the theater.

Once we were in the bathroom, I pushed him up against the wall and went down on him. He was so big and hard, and I loved the way he tasted. He moaned and grabbed a fistful of my hair as I took him deeper and deeper into my throat.

He was getting close, but I didn't want him to come yet. I pulled away and started stroking him with my hand. He groaned and thrust his hips eagerly as I stroked him faster and faster. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore and he came all over my hand and arm.

I tried my best to clean up everything before going back... continue reading

Edit: I was 19 when this happened

It was a fetlife post, A guy put up him and group of friends were looking for a female to join them in a gang bang, so I replied to the post and met up with them at one of the guys houses, he had a sex room, completed with a large king sized bed in the middle of the room, a wall full of toys and masks and a suspension rig off to the side. There was 5 guys, I was blindfolded, tied up and put into doggy position but with my ass in the air and my head down, they all went down on me at once just touching me up, rubbing my clit, playing with my boobs, slapping my ass. After a while they stopped teasing and began, I was double penetrated (mouth and pussy) while the other two jerked off. They switch positions a few times,all of them at least taking one go in both holes, then after they took off the blindfold and rope/string thing and then they hand cuffed me to the bed and each took turns fucking me, I wasn't ever given a break and even passed out during i... continue reading

... Everything goes to this, and both understand what they want, but he hesitates, fearing refusal, and she, fearing that she will break loose and lose respect for herself. Although it sounds strange, but upbringing imposed its own stereotypes. She feels that time is against her, and his presence makes her feel wild. Desire lives at the bottom of the abdomen, but the higher it is, the stronger the position of the mind, and this imbecile division is enough across the board. I want to cover my face with my hands, fall on the bed and lose consciousness, ... well, at least he would help - at least something, why is he so slow!?

... Finally, he came up, talking about nothing, "walking" around, but this is already something. The most important thing is to wait until his lips touch hers. Doesn't he see that it SHOULD be done, otherwise the languor will simply kill her desire. He ran his hand along his thigh... okay, but not enough for open provocation... why is he so indecisive? Feelings ar... continue reading

I went to an orgy last weekend. A friend of mine throws parties like these, and I've been to some other group events too. I was pretty nervous at the start, but everyone was nice and playing some drinking games broke the ice.

At one point I went upstairs to watch the action. A very handsome single man was up there watching too, and I introduced myself to him. I was pretty tipsy at that point, and I think he was a bit drunk too.

I hung out downstairs with my friend as she tried to adjust her pantyhose while a couple fucked on the bed next to us. After some time, the room filled up with more people fucking and watching, including the handsome man from upstairs. We chatted for a bit, but I was really turned on at that point and needed to be fucked.

"I'm sorry, what was your name again?" he asked.

"I'll suck your dick if you can remember my name," I blurted out.

He laughed, but concentration replaced his grin when he saw I was serious.

"Is it...Maggie?"

I shook my head.

"Katie?"

"C... continue reading

First a bit about me: I’m 5ft 2 with long curly brown hair and a fairly curvy figure, I’m proud to say my ass is my best feature. At the time I was in my second year of uni in the UK.

I spent a good couple of months at uni in my second year thinking I might be a lesbian (cliché I know lol). I had been with my share of guys in my first year and I found the experience okay, even good at time but just a bit uncomfortable and sometimes painful. I guess I got unlucky as the few guys were all “blessed” with fairly big dicks. I know we are all meant to believe bigger makes better but for me its just not fun, I don’t like feeling dread when a guy takes his clothes off.

After this couple of months of only being with girls I started to miss being with guys, obviously looking back I’m bi but I was a bit rigid in my thinking I guess. So I messaged a guy I’d been approached by a few times in my English seminars. He wasn’t flirty as such just clearly attentive and seemed to have some inte... continue reading

Hey everyone, thank you for your patience! A lot of you messaged me asking when this would come out, so hopefully you enjoy. My tips and recommendations doc is almost done too, I’ve just had a super stressful few weeks with some unexpected life stuff, so I focused on writing this instead. I’ll be posting it to my profile in the next week hopefully though.

As the title suggests, we’re going to be pivoting our story for the time being to the second woman who I expanded my “services” to. As I mentioned in previous parts, Sarah had told me that she confided in a friend, Emma, about what had been occurring between us. Emma was apparently very interested and had been looking for a similar experience for a while, and asked if she could make an appointment. After mulling it over, I decided to let her pass on my contact info.

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It felt a little surreal. Everything with Sarah had progressed so slowly and naturally. There seemed to be a unique connection between the two of us... continue reading

When I first saw HIM in a cafe where I used to have lunch, he became a kind of teacher for me. Never in my life have I seen that they looked at me like that ... And in our first meeting, I realized that I never wanted anyone like that. I went to bed, closed my eyes and saw how he caresses me, I felt how he touched me, and my jaw cramped ... And I slowly stroked my chest, carefully lowered myself lower and lower. When in the end I drove myself into a frenzy, the alarm clock rang and I went to a cafe for breakfast.

Those two days before we met had been an eternity for me, and I couldn't wait until I was finally in bed with him.

... His apartment seemed like a paradise to me, and how the bed beckoned with cool silk!!! I knew that I would undress now and if I had wet panties on, I probably would have gone crazy, but I threw them away in the toilet of the cafe. And now he leaned over to kiss my neck, as I imagined how he would enter me with force and involuntarily screamed ... I can’t r... continue reading

Evidently, I speak while I'm asleep. What's even more embarrassing is the fact that I fucking dirty talk in my sleep and apparently have sex dreams almost every night!

The sensation of my boyfriend's hard cock sliding in and out of my pussy this morning jolted me out of sleep. Evidently, I dozed off for the majority of the time he installed it. He claimed that while I was sleeping, I was muttering, "pls fuck me daddy, I need a big cock inside me," followed by a lmaooooo.

I guess he decided to assist me. I believe him because it only took him about three minutes of fucking me before I was all over his cock. Apparently I was so wet and horny that he was able to just slide right in.... continue reading

When this happened, my girlfriend at the time shared an apartment with a couple, who were her long-time friends.

I'd usually stay over at her place on weekends and we'd fuck at least three times a day, as this was mainly the only time we saw each other.

My girlfriend has always been very loud during sex and moans as soon as I brush against her nipples. By the time we've finished all the foreplay she's practically screaming, even more so as I begin stretching her out (her pussy is amazingly tight) and when she cums on my cock.

She's always either gagged or I'm holding her facedown into the bed so her flatmates can't hear her. I also don't fuck her as roughly as we'd both prefer in an effort to keep the noise down.

This changed recently when her friends went away for the weekend, leaving on Friday evening. Knowing we had the house to ourselves, we started the most intense sex marathon of our lives, basically fucking all of Saturday morning and night.

That night I fucked her very ro... continue reading

My husband loves to wake me up with sex. We have little ones and once they are up, we are not... I like to indulge In foreplay, kissing. oral and some fingers warming up my chilly bits but not in the morning. I get sloppy wet like I’m a horny teenager…all he needs to do is slip in and I’m already good to go with my juicy pussy. Once he plays with my tits I’m a goner. I cum within the first 2-5minutes when our usual time is anywhere from 17-30 minutes ( and I need my butt played with and stretched) Told ya I’m indulgent >.< anyone else love morning sex? Am I mistaken. Prove me wrong?... continue reading

I take you in my arms and spin... spin... Crazy turns, heads spin, sink to the ground like fallen angels... Kiss, kiss. Not! Iron first. Hands start a gentle dance. They dance, slightly trembling fingers at each bend. Here is the neck ... the feeling of the skin - so velvety and tender and soft and you want to stroke and stroke and stroke. And the fingers below - to the hollow. Here is a hole, the whole body is ready to go around with his hands. I'm trembling with impatience to stroke, to touch every piece of your body. My hands clasp your breasts, without touching the nipples and gently, I stroke and wrinkle them, then touch the nipples, pull them a little. Then below - the tummy. Your insanely lovely tummy - a little soft, so amazing - I stroke and stroke. I'm like an octopus - hands return to the neck, to the cheeks, to the nipples, to the hollow.

My lips strongly but gently dig into yours, and my tongue - so impudent and nimble and slippery and soft, pleasant and warm, even a lit... continue reading

When we woke up this morning after our drunk night of sex we were all horny as fuck (typical) and so we started cuddling and making out. I got to be in the middle (which i loved) and my bf and best friend would take turns kissing me and touching my boobs and legs it felt so good to have so many hands on me at the same time.

Me and my best friend ended up in 69 position with her on top while my bf fucked her from behind. It was so hot feeling his cock slide back and forth across my tongue which was also pressed against her clit.

Our combined efforts made her orgasm in no time and I guess the contraction of her pussy made him cum as well. He kinda pulled out of her and shot his cum all over the outside of her pussy and into my mouth. I made sure to lick her pussy clean before asking them to finger me and not leave me out. Which they did ofc :))... continue reading

Me and my husband met when I was 18 and he was 20 and pretty instantly got in to hotwifing at his request. I had my first physical experience with someone else about six months later and a few months after that I had my first threesome with my husband (I’d had a couple before I got with him).

I’d been out drinking with my boyfriend and a few of his friends and at the end of the night me and him went back to his friends flat. His mate Glen was a bit older than us at 27 so had his own place and we just went there to carry on drinking and have a laugh.

About 3 in the morning we went on to his balcony to have a smoke and get some fresh air. My boyfriend pointed at my top and said “is it cold out here or are you just pleased to see me?” For obvious reasons lol. I said both and started kissing him and he slapped me on the bum saying “you’ve got the most perfect arse” and then he said “let’s show everyone” and lifted my skirt up lol. Glen was a bit shocked and said to me “you didn’t... continue reading

Throughout studies I was living in a shared flat with several mates, but since some of them were seniors they moved out one by one after graduating, until I was left with a single mate in my age. He was a fun guy and we always got along well. With having a bit more air to breath in the flat while still having the same thin walls we found out soon enough that both of us were needy. At first we treated that with alot of humor and your occasional sass, but soon we realized that we were thirsty enough for some games. We hid our (pretty clear) intentions behind naughty bets and turned almost every kind of household work and any round of couch gaming into little competitions. Loser had to do stuff like performing a stripdance, walking around naked for a set time or even things like going handjob or oral on the winner, quite kinky, but still not the real deal.

It became obvious that we wanted alot more, but because we were constantly afraid of the other drawing a line at any moment, we decid... continue reading

- Wow, how big! Her eyes sparkled like those of a hungry kitten.

- Is it really that big? I watched with curiosity the movement of her hands. The touch of graceful fingers was gentle and pleasant. The bliss spread from the lower abdomen all over the body and was about to hit the head with a heady jet.

- Well, maybe there are more, but only you have such a beautiful one! She knew how to flatter, that's for sure. Apparently inherited from her mother along with cat manners.

I closed my eyes and tried to remember how I picked up this wet bitch a couple of hours ago at a disco in a nearby technical school.

- Kolyan, you're all fucking hanging out! Just like snot in the wind! Come on, damn it, better move with us to the techie - there will be a cool dance today, damn it. Pizdatoe, damn it, beer and high heifers. - Valera-Bumper, as always, was persistent. It’s hard to convince him even when he’s sober, but when he drinks, it becomes simply impossible to argue with him. Tied with a wo... continue reading

**TLDR: I used to fantasize about her and hear them fuck. I told her everything after I fucked her brains out... and guess how she reacted ;)**

Before I begin, I think it's a good idea to describe my girlfriend. She's pale and fit Russian girl with cute rosy cheeks, knees and elbows. She's got beautiful blue eyes, a mischievous but gorgeous smile and light brown hair. Her breasts are almost C-cups and incredible perky. Beautiful nipples. And her ass. Fuck. I've lost count of the number of guys I have caught checking out her ass when she wears leggings. I think part of the reason her ass is so enticing is her tiny waist. Anyway...

I never thought about her romantically, but she was a hot girl, so of course I loved fantasizing about her. The three of us used to get drunk all the time, and I would always end up going back to my room alone, and a few minutes later I would hear them fucking. She was loud and he even warned me that I would probably hear her moans before we moved in togethe... continue reading

I [29F] let my younger FWB [24M] creampie me [MF]

Ok so I really need to get this off my chest because I'm kind of an emotional mess right now. Sorry in advance for any possible mistake, English is my second language.

I've always been very careful with protection: I always use condoms with hookups, and I usually get on BC when I am in a commited, monogamous relationship. Last night I really fucked up though, and I let my FWB creampie me. And I fucking loved it.

Little bit of backstory: I (29F) met this guy (24M), who we'll call Rick, about four months ago on Tinder, and I slept with him on the first date. He's super attractive to me: he's handsome, tall, has gorgeous masculine hands and a muscular but lean body. It also helps that he has a long, thick cock too, and loves to eat pussy. Since then, we've been in a FWB arrangement so he usually comes over my place once or twice a week, we chill and smoke a little bit of weed, then we proceed to screw each other so hard we can barely... continue reading

I don't know how to feel about any of this, but he enjoyed it so there's that. I should probably give some context though.

This weekend I went out with my friends for some drinks. I took an uber there so I could get drunk. Fun was had by all, lots of laughs and alcohol lol. When the night was coming to an end, I didn't feel like getting an uber home, and I begged my friend for a ride. I'm the opposite direction from him, so it took some convincing, and a little flirting. He eventually agreed.

Well on the way we got into an accident. Completely the other guy's fault, he ran a red and hit us on the driver's side. I was fine, my friend was not. He got banged up and had to go to the hospital. I felt terrible. It was completely my fault because I made him drive me home.

I went to visit him the next day. His arm was broken among some other bruises and cuts. I wanted to die right then and there. He was in high spirits, but I still felt terrible. I even cried. And I do not look cute when... continue reading

After graduating from school, I could not enter the institute for the full-time department, there were not enough points, and I had to retake one exam and apply for the evening department. After enrollment, I, like other comrades in misfortune, had to look for work. It seemed to me that in our time to find a job is easy. But how to find it, if for ten years, apart from a writing pen, he held nothing in his hands. And the fact that something to do with your own hands, there is nothing to say at all. Having pushed around the enterprises of my native city and not finding anything suitable, I turned to my parents for help. Having mocked my self-confidence, after reading a sea of lectures, I was nonetheless hired to work in one of the factory's laboratories, where I have to work for a whole year as a junior laboratory assistant, or rather, a second-class electrician.

It was the end of August. On the very first day of my working life, my boss called me.

“So that’s it,” he began, looking... continue reading

This was five years ago. I still remember when she walked into my seminar on the first day of the spring semester. I’d long since learned to deal with the fact that some students are attractive, but she was another level. Tall and blonde, at once graceful and gawky, seemingly not entirely in control of her long legs, and a wide, wry smile—her mouth was a little too big, in a Julia Roberts way—that told you she was aware of it. Her touch of awkwardness only made her sexier—she wore a wide, wry smile, as if to apologize for being so impossibly hot. Her voice was lower than you’d expect, and her default tone was gentle sarcasm. Tattoos on both arms suggested another side to her I couldn’t help but wonder about.

On top of all of that—let’s get out with it—she had a spectacular set of breasts, buoyant but far too large for her narrow frame. (But, as I learned, entirely natural). The effect was stunning, and she knew it, but she never relied on it—she sharp as a tack and didn’t need to.

I... continue reading