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Before I jump back in I got a few messages asking what Sasha and Emma looked like. Sasha was tall, pale, and slender, around 5’ 8” with natural soft amber brown curls, brown eyes, and a very artsy appearance. Even in uni she had a lot of tattoos, and always wore a lot of jewelry - necklace stacks, multiple rings, lots of ear piercings, etc. She was thin, but had a very cute and perky butt, adorably toned stomach, loosely defined abs, and smaller B-cup breasts.

Emma on the other hand was short, probably 5’ 2” or so, short jet black hair with bangs, hazel eyes, and tan skin. If I remember correctly she was a quarter hispanic, and had that latina sort of personality and aura, if you know what I’m talking about. She didn’t have any tattoos or piercings besides basic ear rings that I can remember, but that’s not what I was really looking at when it came to her. She was still on the slimmer side of things, but she had beautiful curves, a round and firm butt, and gorgeous breasts - perky, C... continue reading

So ill explain how this started first .... For about the last year now ever since my husband told me his fantasy to share me with other guys I have been taking advantage of it , to its fullest possibilities. It started with me going on tinder dates and hooking up and sending him back videos of it or random girls nights out that ended up with me back at someone's place.

Then one night he had some friends over (3 to be exact) to watch the game and play pool downstairs. I decided I would push his fantasy to the limit and while they were downstairs I dressed in thigh high stockings , a little black mini skirt with no panties and a tiny white crop top that barely covered the bottom half of my boobs .

I came downstairs dressed like this to ask them if they needed anymore drinks or snacks I could help get. I swear they all just stoped what they were doing for a second and stared before trying to ask innocent. I could see the look of happiness and instant honryness on my husband's face . He... 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

My daughter has been helping me get laid.

You have no idea how many times that I have written that sentence and then sat here and wondered just where to go after that. I have finally decided to just go to the beginning and start from there. With one exception (which I will explain later) all the names have been changed. This is a throw away account for a reason and while I feel like I have to get this all out, I still don’t want to be doxxed by giving out any identifying information.

So, to the beginning. I married my childhood sweetheart, Julia. We were next door neighbors and we knew that we were going to be together forever by the time we were ten. First date, first dance, first kiss, first fuck. First everything. We were so in love and never even thought about seeing if there was anything else.

We married on her 18th birthday, less than a month after we graduated high school. Babies one and two (twin girls) came along nine months later. Jennifer and Janice. Our parents help... continue reading

The living room was filled with the scent of jasmine candles and the tart notes of women's perfume—the floral trail of Zhanna and the fresh, almost marine scent of Christina. I sat in a chair, watching them as jazz played softly, and they, the two friends, settled on the huge sofa, their bare feet touching. Zhanna, my red-haired wife, was the embodiment of temptation in her short black dress. Her curves, the very ones that had driven me crazy all these years, stood out softly in the dim light. Christina, a slender blonde in tight jeans and a silk tank top, gestured as she told yet another amusing story. A provocative tattoo on her ankle peeked out from under her jeans, and a silver piercing in her belly button glinted with every movement. "Boris, don't stare like you're at an exhibition," Zhanna winked at me, her green eyes sparkling mischievously. "Want to join in? There's plenty of room." I moved to the sofa, feeling a slight arousal creeping in. Ch... continue reading

Over 15 years ago, I had a pool at my house, and I could tell that summer had begun when I got a call asking, “Aunt Cate, can we use the pool?” And then I would have a half dozen or more kids running around the house until the end of summer. Eric was one of my nephew’s closest friends during that time. They were practically joined at the hips until Eric’s family moved away. They kept in touch for a while, but unfortunately, my nephew and Eric fell out of touch.

Almost 10 years later, I had moved as well. I was living alone, in a completely new city. I was in a supermarket one day when someone called my name. I turned to find Eric’s mum. We got to talking and I found out that they lived just a couple of doors down from my place. By then, my nephew was living on the other side of the country, so I helped him and Eric reconnect. They ended up making plans to meet during the coming summer, and even organised a small reunion with their old friends. I suggested hosting it at my place since... continue reading

Kelly my daughter had a friend up the block, Leslie. They graduated and were partying every night last summer. Leslie slept with Kelly when she was too drunk to walk home. Not sure but they may have experimented. All good. Youth.

A few times late at night I’d pass Leslie in the hall as she was going to pee and she was always naked. Tall, skinny girl with nice tits. Not shy and I think she was attracted to older guys. Well, a guy can hope. She’d act embarrassed for a second then stand and flirt with me. That’s the way it went for a month. A couple party girls.

Near the end of summer during one of drunk stumble to pee moments she leaned in close. She was breathing hot air in my ear on purpose and moaning. She said, I’m pretty fucking horny, how bout you? She had her hand between her legs rubbing her clit. Her knees were tight together and she was on her tiptoes. I told her it wasn’t a good idea. She stepped back. Really? Seems like a fucking excellent idea to me. I looked at her. Ho... continue reading

The morning after for those wanting an update.

I woke up the next morning to the sound of my daughter and her friend going at it. Ray had had friends over before. And I am sure that they had had sex. However, if they had, they had always been quiet enough about it. I had never known about it as it was happening. Now, I could hear the both of them moaning and screaming in pleasure. It must have been intense. I just laid in my bed, my cock hard as a rock. I thought about stroking it, but it was my daughter that I was listening to and that felt too taboo to even think about. So, I just laid there and listened.

The sex must have ended, because they finally went silent for more than a moment. And in that moment, I wondered about how to approach the day, how to approach them, when I heard footsteps approaching my door. I held my breath as the steps got closer and closer. Then, the door knob started to turn.

It was Kelly. Dressed in her bra and panties, with a smile on her face. She walked... continue reading

As the title implies, this story will eventually

involve cheating. Yes, I’m aware that I’m a bad person. If it makes you feel better you’re welcome to tell me yourself, but trust me, I already know. With that out of the way, this story takes place back when I was around 22 and a senior in college. I had been dating my then girlfriend, Sasha, for about a year, and up until this point had always been faithful to her and my previous exes.

We were pretty serious at the time, but there was an unspoken feeling between us that we weren’t going to immediately base our post-college lives around each other if it didn’t work out. We had also made a pre-graduation bucket list going into our final year together one night after a date, and one of the last items on the list was a threesome. Back when we were writing everything down, I wasn’t sure how serious she was when she added it to the list, both of us laughing when she wrote it down.

We were a pretty kinky couple, me a little more so than he... continue reading

My friend Sarah and I met Freshmen year and bonded over late-night study sessions and crappy dorm food, but it was always platonic. Usually either she or I were in a relationship, so we never made a move.

Fast-forward to graduation: she needed a place to crash in the city while interviewing for a job and I had this tiny studio apartment. One room, one queen bed, no couch. "No big deal," we said. "We're adults, we can share." Famous last words.

She showed up that evening with her suitcase, looking exhausted but still so damn cute in her oversized hoodie and leggings that hugged her curves just right. We grabbed takeout, laughed about old times, and by midnight, we were both yawning. "Okay, bed-sharing rules: stay on your side, no funny business," she teased, slipping into a tank top and shorts that rode up her thighs as she climbed under the covers. I tried not to stare, her skin looked so soft in the dim light from the streetlamp outside. I stripped down to boxers and a tee, sliding... continue reading

My wife and I had just got married. Beautiful ceremony, crazy fun reception. Instead of having a traditional male best man, I had asked Sarah to be my 'best woman' for the wedding. She's my ex, best friend, and current FWB. All good on everybody's side, no secrets between us.

My wife and I invited Sarah to join us upstairs in our hotel room. It was only fitting that Sarah celebrate our wedding night with us, since she played match maker between us. Honestly? I was nervous as fuck. But when Sarah and Wifey came out of the bathroom, decked out in this bridal lingerie. And high heels. And holy fuck. Adrenaline just took over.

The three of us fucked, and I just had came in my wife's mouth. It was so intense and over the top. I had to take a break, and recover. So I collapsed in the chair facing the bed.

Now Sarah is a super sexual woman. Confident. Sexy. And drop dead gorgeous. So as I'm there, just trying to soak it all in. My wife is on the bed, recovering herse... continue reading

Im 19 and still live with my parents in this boring ass suburb in ohio, going to community college part time for nursing and working at starbucks like 4 shifts a week. our houses are super close, like the windows in my bedroom basically look right into the house next door. the guy who lives there is 21, just graduated college or something, home for the summer i guess. hes kinda tall, always wearing those gym shorts and no shirt when he mows the lawn, got that v line thing going on that makes my brain short circuit.

it started like a month ago. i had just got off a closing shift, it was hot as balls even at night, like 85 degrees and humid. i was sweaty, my black polo sticking to my tits, apron still tied around my waist. i kicked the door shut behind me, peeled everything off without even thinking. stood there in my room in just my pink thong, hair in a messy bun, trying to cool off. my fan was blowing but it wasnt doing shit. i grabbed my phone to put on some music and thats when i s... continue reading

His loft smelled of old books, leather, and the faintest hint of his cologne—something woody, tart. The candles on the nightstands cast dancing shadows on the walls, creating bizarre giants of light and darkness. I stood in the middle of the room, feeling small and fragile, almost translucent. My short black hair seemed even darker against my pale skin, and the tiny swallow tattoo on my wrist felt like my only talisman of protection. He was thirty-eight. Tall, with a graying beard and eyes that had seen too much. His hands—strong, with the sinewy fingers of a photographer and thin silver scars on his knuckles—now ignited a fire within me that sent shivers down my spine. He approached me silently, like a predator. "Ready?" His voice was low, almost chest-like, and it sent a shiver down my spine. I merely nodded, unable to speak. My throat was dry. We'd met several times, discussed boundaries, safe words. But the theory proved worthless compared to the practical items lyin... continue reading

Instead of having a traditional male best man, I had asked Sarah to be my 'best woman' for the wedding. I met Sarah in college, and we dated a while. She's a smokeshow. She became a model, so think fashion, swim stuff, and lingerie. Tall, blonde, blue eyes type of woman. The sex is amazing. Even though things didn't work out romantically, we are best friends and have been FWBs ever since.

Sarah actually introduced me to my wife. They are really good friends, and she knows about my past and current thing with Sarah. All good on everybody's end. Wifey actually enjoys and gets off on Sarah and I fucking. So Wifey was completely on board on having Sarah as my best woman at the wedding.

The wedding itself was amazing. Tons of people, partying, dancing. You know, typical wedding fun stuff. By the end of the night, we're all tired and wiped. But my Wife, Sarah and I planned to have some special wedding night sex in the hotel room upstairs. It was only fitting that Sarah joi... continue reading

Parts 1 and 2 are on my profile.

When Mia said I was her first , my body went numb. It was bad enough that I was cheating on my girlfriend with her daughter but now I was her first. I really felt like a piece of shit. Mia must have seen my discomfort.

"It's ok Nic. Don't feel bad about taking my virginity. I wanted you to take it and so did mom. I've seen how you treat her and how happy she has been since you entered her life. She tells me how kind and compassionate you are to her and how you're an incredible lover. I told her that I hope to find a man like you to be my first time. That's when she offered you to me. I was hesitant at first because I really don't know you that well be she told me that you'd be gentle and caring of me."

The discomfort Mia was in was now gone because she slowly began to bounce on me. Her perky boobs were bouncing and my guilt was gone in an instant. The more she bounced, the more comfortable she became. She became very vocal, telling me how good it fe... continue reading

I met "Sarah" in college. At the time, she wasn't this super popular woman on IG. Just a tall pretty blonde, with the most amazing body. Sure, she had some followers, but nothing crazy.

Sarah and I hit it off, and we dated throughout college. During our relationship, we definitely had an open and adventurous sex life. Threesomes, public, kinks, fetishes, all of that. Sure, we had some ups and downs as a couple, but our sex life was awesome.

Eventually though, we both decided to end the romantic part of our relationship. No hard feelings on either side. But we still remain friends, best friends even.

After college, Sarah and I are best friends and still FWBs. And that's when her IG blew up. She got modeling gigs, signed with a modeling agency, all that. Began posting pics of herself in bikinis, lingerie, etc... Her IG just blew up. Naturally, guys would slide into Sarah's DM, just trying to shoot their shot.

At the time, Sarah and I are fucking... but also best frie... continue reading

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*All characters depicted in this story are consenting adults over the age of 18.*

Wow, that was incredible. I needed a moment to recover from that.

"Want some water?" Nina smiled.

"Please."

Nina walked to the kitchen and came back with a glass of water.

"Thank you," I said and emptied the glass.

"And thank you for this," I said and looked at all of them.

"I know how much you liked it," Olivia smirked.

Even Maddison seemed to agree with that. Isabela was still in the bathroom, and the girls started talking between the three of them like nothing had happened.

"We still have to do that weekend," Olivia said.

"What weekend?" Maddison asked.

"We'll get a nice house for the weekend and just have fun," she explained.

"Sofia and I have been looking at some nice houses we could rent, so I'll send them to you guys," Olivia said.

I got dressed again and had a glass of wine. The girls were still talking while I was still trying... continue reading

I met Kimmi at a Halloween party I hadn’t even planned to attend, but it was in a rented room in the basement of a bar just a five-minute walk from my apartment, and I couldn’t say no. She was tiny—maybe five-one—with long brown hair that fell in loose waves down her back, brown eyes that shimmered under long, fake lashes, and a body that practically floated through the room. Petite, with boobs that looked large on her small frame, legs wrapped in torn fishnets, and a neon-pink tutu that did an embarrassingly bad job of covering her ass cheeks. Pink glitter clung to her cheeks, nose, neck, shoulders, and even the tips of her ears, like she’d been dipped in pink Himalayan salt. She called it a fairy costume. It looked more like temptation dressed up in wings.

We didn’t know each other, but it wasn’t a large party, so we must’ve had some mutual acquaintances. Kimmi sidled up to me and complimented my costume—a handcrafted creation I’d devised myself, equal parts eye-catching and unique,... continue reading

My gf (Kylie) has a twin sister named Hailey. When I first started dating Kylie, 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 Kylie for a year and a half, we moved in together.

When Kylie said her office was having a Halloween costume party, she invited me and her sister Hailey. We all met up at our place before we all headed out to the party. Kylie dressed up as a nurse and myself as a doctor. I think Hailey went as a witch. It started around 7pm and there was food and drinks, dancing, trivia and other activities. It started to die around midnight. Kylie and I took an Uber home as we were too drunk to drive home. Hailey said she’d find her own way home so we just decided to go out separate ways. When we got home, I was tired and was ready to hit the sack. Kylie wasn’t too sleepy, but she was concerned about Hailey and said she was going to go check on her because Hailey wasn’t answering her... continue reading

My heart was pounding wildly, a dull thud echoing in my temples. I looked in the rearview mirror at my reflection: out of breath, with an unnatural flush on my cheeks and overly shiny eyes. I was now biting my lips, which I had so carefully lined with ripe cherry-colored lipstick, until they hurt, trying to push back the obsessive thought: “You're a traitor. You're a bitch. You're doing this.” Rain splattered the windshield, turning the city lights into blurs. The car smelled of my perfume—Black Opium, his favorite. My phone, lying on the passenger seat, vibrated again. I glanced at the screen: "Husband." A breath caught in my chest. Just a couple of hours ago, I'd been kissing this man, my husband, cooking him dinner, listening to him talk about a boring day at the office. And now I was racing to the outskirts of town, to the cheap Eden Motel, which smelled of despair and lust, not paradise. "Meeting with Lenka, I'm running late, don't wait up, k... continue reading