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So one night a few weeks ago I was at my girlfriend's house with our friend Kim and we were hanging out in the backyard drinking. We all probably drank a bit too much because both of them came up with this crazy bet. They actually wanted to bet how far my cum would go if I was jerked off. gf said it would reach a shrub that was nearby. Kim said definitely not. This is what happens when horny drunk women get together.

I was told to get naked; and of course I didn't want to get in the way of a good bet, so I did. I asked who would be jerking me off. gf said Kim had free use so it was her. I sat in a chair and Kim kneeled down next to me and started stroking my dick. She started real slow, going up and down my shaft with both hands. gf jokingly said that I better not enjoy this too much, but I definitely was.

Kim then started playing with my balls. She started jerking me a little faster. gf walked next to me and started kissing me and stroking my hair, telling me that my load better g... continue reading

"Hey Mr K, it's Sara. I got your number from dad. I'm home for the summer and was wondering if I could use your pool, just like the good old days?"

"Oh hi Sara. Great to hear from you. Sure, you're more than welcome to use the pool. I'm not home but the back door is unlocked. Feel free to use anything you need in the house."

"Thank you Mr K, you're the best."

I hadn't seen Sara in a year and barely in four years before that. Once she was in high school, she became a recluse and only left her house for school and emergencies it seemed. I was out running errands and wouldn't be home for a few hours so she had the pool to herself.

When I got home, I had forgotten Sara was supposed to use the pool. I went into my bedroom and heard music. I looked out and saw Sara sitting, reading a book. She looked totally different than the last time I saw her. She had turned out to be a beautiful 19yr old woman. She looked just like her mom.

As soon as I recognized her, Sara stood up facing me. She... continue reading

The glass doors of the PharmaCorp clinic slid open with a soft hiss, ushering Jane into sterile, icy-cold air. It smelled of antiseptic and money. The latter was especially appealing. It was this smell, or rather the lack thereof in her own life, that had drawn the twenty-year-old student here. The reception area was decorated in calm, neutral tones—gray sofas, blue accent walls covered with abstract paintings, presumably intended to be calming. But Jane couldn't relax. Her fingers fiddled nervously with the strap of her old backpack, filled with notes from an introductory sociology course. "Jane Doe?" a woman in a white coat rose from behind the counter, her smile as flawless and lifeless as the interior. "My name is Linda. Come with me, Dr. Murdoch is waiting for you." Jane nodded, feeling her legs buckle. She followed Linda down the long hallway, their footsteps echoing dully on the glossy linoleum. The office doors were closed, their nameplates bearing incomp... continue reading

If you’ve read all three previous parts, thank you for making it this far! This is officially the last part of the story. It’s a little longer than the previous ones. And fair warning, it get’s a little fucked up. Hope you all enjoy.

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We left off part 3 just as Sasha returned to the bedroom. Moments before I had been fully inside of Emma, throwing caution to the wind and forgoing Sasha’s ground rule overcome by pure lust. With Sasha now crawling up onto the bed, Emma slowly stroked me, telling Sasha “I want to watch you ride him to start”.

Sasha teasingly responded “You’ve gotta keep playing with my nipples though, that felt so good.”

Emma let go of my cock as Sasha crawled up onto the bed, straddling me and giving me a deep kiss. She gripped my shaft and guided my tip to her entrance, slowly sitting down and sliding me into her. She shivered and moaned, saying “fuck Ben I love your cock … mmm I’ve needed you inside me”.

In her tone there was almost a hint of competition,... continue reading

My wife and I have been married for 2 years, and we're usually pretty chill, but last week we got into this massive argument over something stupid. I forget what even started it, but it blew up into yelling about everything from chores to old grudges. I stormed out to cool off, thinking we'd just sleep it off separately like we sometimes do.

But when I came back a couple hours later, the house was quiet. She was in the bedroom, still fuming, wearing this thin tank top and shorts that hugged her curves just right. She shot me a glare that could melt steel, but damn if it didn't make her look even sexier. Her cheeks flushed, eyes flashing with that fire I fell for back in the day.

I don't know what came over me. Maybe it was the adrenaline, or the way her chest heaved with every angry breath, but I grabbed her by the waist and pushed her against the wall. "You think you can just yell at me like that?" I growled, my voice low and rough. She pushed back at first, her hands on my chest,... continue reading

This past Halloween, Erica and myself got invited out by a mutual friend of ours to a house party, along with a whole host of our mutual friends. I went dressed as Sub-Zero while she went dressed as Kitana. Once we got there and started making our rounds with everyone else, Erica introduced me to her friend Jessica, who at this point was sitting on the couch on the basement by herself.

I introduced myself to her and shook her hand. She just said hi very softly and meekly. She is a very cute and petite redhead with a decent sized bust and some of the cutest freckles imaginable, fitting considering she went dressed in a typical schoolgirl outfit (she would later say that she was trying to dress up as the readhead from the music video for All The Things She Said by t.a.t.u). However, I still got this since that she was really quite glum and sad. After we made our introductions, I made my way back upstairs and joined the rest of the party.

A few hours passed (and a few wobblypops were c... continue reading

The end of 2224 was unusually rainy and gloomy. Outside the window of my home office, located on the hundredth floor of a skyscraper, gray streams tirelessly drenched the neon-lit night city. The streams of water blurred the lights of flying cars lining up in endless glowing lines, transforming the futuristic landscape into a melancholic watercolor masterpiece. I moved away from the massive holographic screen displaying the complex molecular diagrams of my secret project and stretched, feeling the stiff muscles in my back and neck protest the hours of sitting motionless. My back creaked, an eloquent reminder of long years spent in a static position, researching and experimenting. I removed my thick-lensed glasses and carefully wiped them with a special cloth. Without them, the world instantly blurred into a shapeless blur, where light bizarrely merged with darkness, depriving me of the ability to discern not only details but the very essence of the objects around me. A congenital an... continue reading

A few years back i caught my neighbour watching me jerking off in front of my bathroom mirror from her upstairs window. I did not stop, and we stared at each other until i finished on the tiles. Obviously i never mentioned this to my wife, and future interactions with the neighbour remained as polite waves and hellos from the driveway.

Our street does a little party for Halloween every year where the adults basically hang out on our lawns mingling and drinking while the kiddos get hopped up on sugary treats. My wife and i were crushing a bottle of wine in the back of my ute when the neighbour husband, Mike, appeared. We had never really spoken to them much before, but i had once helped Mike change his car battery and alternator in his driveway when they first bought the place, since he clearly didnt know what he was doing. I didnt have the heart to tell him we needn't change the battery since he had already bought it. He seemed nice enough

We chatted away while drinking for Hallowe... continue reading

Since the divorce I've dated on and off, but I'm busy and a dad, and the apps are sometimes more trouble than they're worth. After a good week I'll have momentary motivation and unpause my profile and seek out a fling. I'm handsome, in my late 30s, with blue eyes and a well kept beard, and so I usually have little trouble finding someone to hookup with, but nothing really lasts.

It makes sense that things don't last of course, I look after my kids every second week, so my attention is always partial. When they're with me I want them to be staying in a proper house, so I stay somewhere only just within my means. A few months ago I decided that I needed to supplement my income and find someone who could stay half the time.

I put out feelers to FB groups and online listings. It's a weird ask but I thought it couldn't hurt to look. I charged below market rate but the first 5 people I saw were clearly untrustworthy or didn't read the ad.

Then I met Belle. She suited perfectly. She worke... continue reading

This was around 10 years ago. My FWB and I had been hooking up casually for months and always had fun. Once summer, I had a work conference in Hawaii, and instead of going solo, I offered her the deal: all-expenses-paid trip to paradise, first-class flights, luxury resort on Maui, the works. In exchange? She keeps my balls empty. Completely drained. Every. Single. Day.

She laughed at first, thinking I was joking, but when I showed her the tickets, her eyes lit up like fireworks. "You're serious? What's the catch?" she asked, biting her lip in that way that always gets my cock twitching. "No catch," I said, pulling her close. "Just you, me, and as much cum as you can handle." She shivered against me, her nipples hardening through her thin tank top, and whispered, "Deal."

The flight over was torture in the best way. We were in those lie-flat seats, but privacy screens up, and she wasted no time. Halfway through, she slipped under the blanket, her hand sneaking into my pants. "Gotta s... continue reading

Introduction from the husband Recently, while talking about memorable and unusual sexual experiences, my wife reminded me of another adventure in a train compartment. Wow, I'd completely forgotten about it. She started recalling details, and I remembered some of them too, so I decided to commit the experience to paper. As I was writing, I realized it would be easier for me to persuade my wife to write the part of the story about the events that took place without my presence. I would then write the introduction and then describe the events in which I had already participated. So, it all started like this: my wife and I had already bought train tickets to St. Petersburg—we were planning to go to another meeting at a higher-level organization. Yes, it was May! Then I got a call, first from the head of the repair department at the head office, and then from the deputy director of the representative organization in the Moscow region. The problem was this: the Muscovites needed to ha... continue reading

When I was in high school there was a guy named David and I had a huge crush on him. He wasn't a football player or even really popular. He was this quiet kid that sat next to me in math class that occasionally helped me out. He was so shy but he'd break through that when I'd ask him a question.

Now as a teenager, all the wires are crossed and the hormones are high so instead of just accepting a friendship I needed something more with David.

I managed to plan a study date with him, don't ask me how it happened, it took a lot of conjoling. We went to his house and his parents left us alone in his room with the door closed.

I couldn't help myself! He was nervous, blushing and stuttering over his words and it made me so wet to see him behave like that because of me.

To his credit, he tried to keep us focused on the homework but I couldn't focus to save my life.

"Have you ever kissed someone?" I asked. He turned red and I couldn't help but smile. He hadn't! I didn't say anything but I... continue reading

Me and this guy had been dating for quite awhile and though we were comfortable with each other already and the sex was phenomenal, it was approaching the point of the relationship where I like to divulge and inquire about our deeper kinks and fetishes. Like most guys, I could tell immediately that he was holding back. "I'm already satisfied.... I like rough sex.... threesome...." Basically all the stuff every girl already knows that guys want.

I kept prying. I figured if I shared some of my kinkier desires then maybe it would open him up more. I went all the way and shared my interest in CNC (I hadn't yet gotten to explore CNC at this point in my life). He was intrigued for sure, but I did let him get off easy by just saying he shared the same kink. He was still hesitant so I decided there was an easier way of doing this. I asked if he'd be willing to watch porn with me and he agreed immediately. I cozied up on the couch while he went to get his iPad. I took it from him and went to... continue reading

Jack Miller spent a week stalking the neighborhood. He chose a target and arrived at the house around two in the morning. He found and carefully opened an unlocked window on the ground floor of the quiet house. He quietly crept into the dark room, turned on a small flashlight, and looked around, removing an old pillowcase from under his jacket. He quickly went to the sideboard, found a box of expensive antique silverware, and dumped it all into the bag. Also inside was a beautiful silver tea set and a small metal box containing three hundred dollars. Not bad for a couple of minutes' work, he thought, heading for the exit the same way he'd entered—through Rachel's window. Suddenly, the light flashed and a man's voice rang out! "Who's there?" the man shouted. Jack froze, looked over his shoulder, and saw a man of about fifty standing in the far doorway. - Hey! What are you doing here?! Turning to face him, Jack put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a sh... continue reading

Hi everyone! I'm a 27 (M) and my wife is 24. My best friend is 28, and his wife is 23. My friend and I have been close since childhood, and our wives became friends through us. We also have a larger group of friends, but this story isn't about the whole group, it's specifically about these two.

We guys usually get together every weekend, not always, but often. We drink beer, cocktails, chat, and sometimes play board games. There have been times when it was just the four of us. And that's exactly how it all started, during one of those hangouts.

We were sitting around one evening as usual, talking, discussing plans and an upcoming vacation, drinking. This time we got a little too drunk, and it was a lot of fun. We started bringing up interesting topics, and at one point, out of curiosity, we jokingly asked if we could have sex in front of each other. It was all in a joking manner, but we thought, why not? They have a big L-shaped sofa. My wife and I started kissing and undressing. We... continue reading

I got a little carried away writing this one as well (big surprise), so I will end up needing a fourth part to finish the story. The good news is that we’re finally getting to the good stuff, so hopefully the wait was worth it. I’m almost done writing the 4th and actually final part as well.

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I left off part 2 crawling into bed next to Sasha, having just deleted my text thread with Emma. As I lay in bed next to her, the image of Emma in the mirror was seared into my brain, her legs spread, her breasts out, fully nude just for me … I somehow drifted off to sleep despite being incredibly turned on, and at some point in the night started having a very realistic dream.

In the dream, Emma and I were out on a date at a restaurant on the coast, her wearing a black dress that showed off her cleavage. It was one of those euphorically blissful dreams, vivid but still a little hazy. The dream flashed to Emma and I sitting on a blanket at the beach, her straddling me, my hands slipping un... continue reading

My girlfriend and I went to a Halloween party at a friend's house and it was the craziest party ever. It started off as a costume party and it basically ended up as a sex party. After a few hours most people were either half naked or fully naked. People were fucking in bedrooms, the bathroom, and the backyard.

My gf wanted to find a woman to blow me and maybe have a threesome with. After flirting with a lot of girls, we had no luck. Eventually we went to Plan B. I stripped to my underwear. gf said, "Fuck it. No underwear." Underwear came off and I was totally naked with a big hard on. We walked around the party again.

Not many people noticed since so many other people were naked. Some were fucking in front of everyone. We finally started talked to this sexy brunette Laura. She said I was hot and kept staring at my dick. My gf got really direct and asked her if she wanted to suck my dick. She immediately got on her knees and started blowing me, in front of everyone. gf held back Lau... continue reading

>Damn, THEY WERENT JOKING AND THAT  rumor was no lie, and his cock was worth the hype. 10/10

>quick story about how i ended up hooking up with my friend josh after learning he’s packing something massive.

we’ve been friends since high school, always platonic, but i had to see for myself..

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last weekend, i was at a small halloween party with josh and a few others, drinking and playing dumb games. someone brought up crazy rumors, and one girl mentioned hearing josh had a

**“monster dick.” everyone laughed, but he just grinned, not denying it. i was curious as fuck, thinking, no way... LIKE HIM? my friend josh? i was surprised cause he was the skinny nerdy type.sss**

later, when we were alone grabbing drinks in the kitchen, after a long night of bantering i finally teased him about it. he smirked and said, “wanna find out?” my pussy tingled instantly...i’d never seen him that way before, but now i had to know. i nodded, half-joking, but the vibe shifted, and... continue reading

The car pulled up to a building somewhere in the neighborhood. I sat at a distance from him in the backseat. He seemed to pretend I wasn't there. I cautiously peered out through the raindrops to see what this place was like. It was already past midnight, but I felt calm. The master had explained back in the café that the girl had to ask him for a session herself, explained the rules, and the girl, without a second thought, did so. And now she was here. The screeching of brakes, the sound of drips on the roof of the car, and the sound of the door opening. The man walked around the back of the car, opened the door, took off his coat, and covered me with it to keep me dry. I got out of the car without meeting his gaze, and we hurried inside. It was a reception area of sorts, but it was so dim, so intimate. The girl behind the counter smiled at the man, and she clearly recognized him. I shrugged off his coat and hung it over my arm; it was barely wet. And I stepped aside. I looked... continue reading

When I was in high school there was a guy named David and I had a huge crush on him. He wasn't a football player or even really popular. He was this quiet kid that sat next to me in math class that occasionally helped me out. He was so shy but he'd break through that when I'd ask him a question.

Now as a teenager, all the wires are crossed and the hormones are high so instead of just accepting a friendship I needed something more with David.

I managed to plan a study date with him, don't ask me how it happened, it took a lot of conjoling. We went to his house and his parents left us alone in his room with the door closed.

I couldn't help myself! He was nervous, blushing and stuttering over his words and it made me so wet to see him behave like that because of me.

To his credit, he tried to keep us focused on the homework but I couldn't focus to save my life.

"Have you ever kissed someone?" I asked. He turned red and I couldn't help but smile. He hadn't! I didn't say anything but I... continue reading