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Met a young girl, Claire 26, at the bar a few weeks ago and ended up fucking her in the car. While we were going at it, she told me she knows my step daughter. My stepdaughter is one hot piece of ass and I ended up nutting inside Claire, thinking of fucking my stepdaughter, who is 22.

After we finished, I was worried about her telling my stepdaughter about us fucking. I wasn't sure what kind of drama that could cause between me, her and my wife, her mom. I told my wife right away what happened. We have an open relationship so I wasn't worried about her. I didn't want conflict between the three of us.

Claire never told my stepdaughter and we've fucked a few more times since. My wife was giving me a hard time about fucking young pussy, I'm 50. She said she wanted to watch me fuck Claire and I agreed but only if she was a cuckqueen. She agreed. The only problem about my wife watching is that Claire doesn't know my wife knows about us. I was willing to take a chance and surprise Claire.... continue reading

So this one is kind of wild. I happened to run into a friend from high school that I hadn't talked to in a while. I had gone in to get coffee and he was there and instantly recognized me. We chatted but I had places to be so we said we'd meet up later in the evening.

We met up at his place and we started sitting on his couch but soon the space between us grew smaller and smaller until his arm was around my shoulders and our thighs were touching. He brushed my hair away from my ear and leaned in to whisper.

"You know, I've always dreamt of fucking you," he said. It was so smooth I blushed. I looked up at him and was utterly surprised. In school he was the kind of nerdy quiet type. I hadn't expected him to say those words, or to say it in a voice that made me want it too. My mouth fell open and he pressed his hand to my chin, tilting my face up to his. We stared at each other for what could only have been a second but it felt like forever, and then he kissed me. He must have had some p... continue reading

Like all anonymous storytellers, I will introduce myself to you by a false name, because my safety depends on it, which you will understand after reading my own story of sex-cheating with a loving but very jealous husband. My name is Svetlana, I am 32 years old and for this age I have a simply magnificent body, especially my butt and firm second-size breasts, which have been crazy about since university. To be honest, I married Sergey (my husband) for convenience, because before I got a high-paying job in the HR company, I really needed money and a loved one. We never had anything special with Sergey, and even our sex was quite banal due to his widespread religiosity - he did not want me in the ass, and I just pine for the anus. Because in addition to sexual hypocrisy, my husband is also not averse to getting physical in a fit of jealous anger, because in his understanding I flirt with each of his friends and the last time I kicked him out of the house, for a while. Of course, we co... continue reading

After 3 years of knowing each other, we finally fucked and it was glorious.

We met through a mutual friend. She introduced us at her birthday party and right from the beginning, this girl was flirty, but the fact that we had this mutual friend stopped us from doing something else.

Anyways, time went by and we talked every now and then, but nothing serious happened. Flashforward to last week, we start texting again. It quickly escalates and we start sexting, she sends me pics of her titties and her full naked body lying on her bed, and of course, I send her nudes as well. After two days of playing like this, I invite her over to my apartment on saturday.

We both know exactly what we are going to do, but before that, we are chilling in the living room just talking. Then I offer her a drink and while I am preparing it, she comes and hugs me from behind. It feels nice, but it feels even nicer when she lowers her right hand to my cock, which unsurprisingly is getting hard. I turn toward... continue reading

Around 2023-2024 I used to hang out at this music venue near my apartment just to have a few drinks, hit on some women, and listen to whatever indie band or solo singer was booked that night. It was a dark venue with sticky beer-soaked floors, but it was popular within the scene. Most nights it's some long-haired dude with a guitar singing a love ballad for the girl he's about to cheat on with one or two of the girls in the crowd or a smelly-looking guy singing about injustices in whatever part of the world was in the news that week. That was fine with me, I enjoyed that kind of thing. You never know which of these guys might be the next Bob Dylan... but... having listened to them, I can confidently tell you it's none of them.

On this particular night I watched the dark shadows of band members setting up the stage and noticed one who was considerably shorter than the rest carrying around a guitar that looked oversized on its body and setting up the microphone at the front of the stage... continue reading

My two best friends are engaged, and the girl Dana was having her bachelorette party about three hours away from the city. It was a weekend trip with her sister and 5 friends: 1 best friend, 2 friends from work, and 2 friends from college who also happen to be dating each other. They rented out a house and had organized all these activities to do in the house and around the town.

On Friday, I got a call from Dana’s best friend Alex saying that they had forgotten an important box with their games at her apartment and asked if I could bring it over and hang with us for a while. Truly, it was a party full of baddies, so of course I agreed. I grabbed the stuff and drove 3 hours, arriving at night.

When I got there, the party was in full swing. I was greeted by ear-piercing “Woooos!” They were all wearing bikinis from lounging by the pool all day. Every single one of them looked incredibly hot. Everywhere I looked, there were half-naked girls. I offered to go back home and suggested that... continue reading

Like all anonymous storytellers, I will introduce myself to you by a false name, because my safety depends on it, which you will understand after reading my own story of sex-cheating with a loving but very jealous husband. My name is Svetlana, I am 32 years old and for this age I have a simply magnificent body, especially my butt and firm second-size breasts, which have been crazy about since university. To be honest, I married Sergey (my husband) for convenience, because before I got a high-paying job in the HR company, I really needed money and a loved one. We never had anything special with Sergey, and even our sex was quite banal due to his widespread religiosity - he did not want me in the ass, and I just pine for the anus. Because in addition to sexual hypocrisy, my husband is also not averse to getting physical in a fit of jealous anger, because in his understanding I flirt with each of his friends and the last time I kicked him out of the house, for a while. Of course, we co... continue reading

There is a married guy in my neighborhood that I’ve fucked a few times. I know he’s married even though he slips off his ring because there are pictures all over his house and the last time we fucked she nearly walked in on him balls deep inside of me. A sane person would say it’s too risky to keep going to him after almost being caught but I've never claimed to be sane.

I went over to his place again and he was more than happy to show me back to the bedroom. He said we didn’t have much time but I can’t be rushed. I am usually determined to cum because what is the point if I don’t get off?

I was having a lot of fun to be honest, I was being a little dominate. I made him take all his clothes off for me before I ever took a stitch off. I pushed him onto his back on the bed and straddled his hips. I threw my shirt off and wiggled my skirt further up my hips. His cock was hard below me, pressing against me through my panties. That was the only barrier between us now and I know he was los... continue reading

There is a married guy in my neighborhood that I’ve fucked a few times. I know he’s married even though he slips off his ring because there are pictures all over his house and the last time we fucked she nearly walked in on him balls deep inside of me. A sane person would say it’s too risky to keep going to him after almost being caught but I've never claimed to be sane.

I went over to his place again and he was more than happy to show me back to the bedroom. He said we didn’t have much time but I can’t be rushed. I am usually determined to cum because what is the point if I don’t get off?

I was having a lot of fun to be honest, I was being a little dominate. I made him take all his clothes off for me before I ever took a stitch off. I pushed him onto his back on the bed and straddled his hips. I threw my shirt off and wiggled my skirt further up my hips. His cock was hard below me, pressing against me through my panties. That was the only barrier between us now and I know he was los... continue reading

This story goes all the way back to my final year in high school. I had virtually forgotten about this encounter until a conversation with another Redditor brought the memory back for me recently. It’s not the wildest story people will read on here, but I’m sure many will relate to the nightmare of one of your parents walking in on you during an intimate moment 😻

I (F18 at the time) had a friend called Sean (M18), who I spent a lot time with at school. He was a tall and handsome, young man with dark hair and gorgeous blue eyes. He was smart and studious but also good at sports, especially rugby where he excelled for the school team. In school, he was particularly good at science and maths and would tutor me from time to time.

This led to us studying and doing homework together on a Tuesday evenings after we had both of those subjects that day. I lived within walking distance of the school so we would walk to my house together before his father would pick him up on his way home from... continue reading

I got a relatively exotic name Elina. A seemingly respectable wife, 35 years old. A couple of years ago, I got tired of the measured life of my loving husband Vitya and took my appearance seriously. Diligent training, jogging for tens of kilometers did their job. Now I am a real milf. A nice slim figure, big breasts and a lush ass. Basically, there is everything to please the eye of the spouse and have sex regularly. But no matter how hard I tried, no makeup, no sexy lingerie - my intimate life did not return to its previous course. About 7 years ago, we fucked like rabbits, and now once a month, this is already happiness. At this time, I realized that monogamy is a primeval evil! In my opinion, it is she who killed all the pleasure that can only be obtained from sex. It didn't take long before I turned into a real bitch. The office staff hated me, my husband was constantly offended and didn't talk. People call it "undersexing." And everything would have continued li... continue reading

I (m18) was at my friends 19th birthday party with my girlfriend (f18). We were down at the local campground, camping for the night.

My girlfriend and I were sleeping in the back of my car. We were laying together, her body back up against mine, when I got an erection. It pressed up against her ass, and I heard her gasp a little when I pushed into her. We started doing foreplay, kissing and rubbing and all that, and I pulled her pants down alongside mine, continuing foreplay with my cock pressed against her.

Eventually, I flipped her onto her stomach and started pressing up on top of her. Kissing her back and neck, rubbing my hands along her body. I had my cock between her butt cheeks, when I noticed she would gasp a little harder when my cock head got close to her ass. Just to test the waters, I moved the head up and down, pressing into her asshole, and sure enough, she liked it.

I got one of my fingers wet, started fingering her, adding more as I went, until eventually she let... continue reading

Back in freshman year, I had this cute, innocent-looking girl in my friend group. She was the type with big doe eyes, a killer smile, and that shy vibe that just screams “I’m dying to explore but too nervous to admit it.” We hung out a ton, but it was all platonic… until one wild night at a frat party.

We’d been downing tequila shots, laughing our asses off, when she pulls me aside and whispers in my ear, her cheeks flushing pink: “I’ve only given one blowjob in my life, and it was awful. I’m so insecure about it… do you think I could, like, practice on you? Just to get better?” My heart was pounding, and my dick was already twitching at the thought. Who says no to that? Not me.

We stumble back to my dorm, clothes flying off the second the door shuts. She drops to her knees, those soft lips hovering over my throbbing cock, and at first… yeah, it was messy. A little too much teeth scraping, not enough rhythm, but there was eagerness in her eyes. The way she looked up at me, begging... continue reading

hey reddit, everyone is 18 here.

so i've known this guy, let's call him jake, for like two years now. we're super close friends, always hanging out, sharing secrets, that kind of thing. his girlfriend dumped him a week ago, and he's been moping around, but i couldn't help but think about all the stories i'd heard. his ex and a couple of his past hookups used to brag about how good his dick was, l**ike seriously, they'd say he had this thick, veiny cock**

**hes been pretty sad lately so figured why not comfort him in a way that benefits us both. so i invited him over to my place last night, said we'd watch movies and drink to take his mind off her.**

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we started on the couch, popping open some beers, and he's venting about how she was always complaining about dumb shit. i listened, nodding, but my mind was already wandering to what was under his jeans. after a while, i scooted closer, put my hand on his thigh, and said, "jake, you deserve someone who appreciates you." he... continue reading

I work as a loader at one of the factories. The work is not dusty, every day I just move boxes on a special machine, stack them in rows and sort them. I return home late in the evening, I am constantly in the fresh air, and they pay me so much that I alone have enough to live on. I do not complain, I just want water and bread, and let others try, eat and dress everything else. So one evening, in winter, in 30-degree frost, I was walking home all bundled up to my ears, trudging through high snowdrifts, pressing on my head so that my ears fell off, I forgot my ushanka hat at home, and suddenly, out of nowhere, a girl of about 26 years old jumped out. It was obvious that she was very cold, her tattered autumn sheepskin coat was covered with frost, her hands were blue. I took off my down jacket and led the girl home. Not even out of compassion, but because I hadn't had a woman for over a year. It made itself felt. When I looked at her legs, to which her jeans were stuck from the col... continue reading

Man, I’m still reeling that this happened, I honestly never thought I’d ever be in this position. It’s both exciting and terrifying, to be honest.

I’ve known her through work long before I met my wife, and had a crush on her for a while. She’s this tiny little Latina, super smart and bubbly personality, not like me at all but we have overlapping interests, so we get along well. However she’s been with the same guy since before I’ve known her, and I never thought she could ever have eyes for me. So pretty quickly I told myself it was never going to happen, and I buried any wants or desires I had, and we’ve remained good friends. I attended her wedding, and she attended mine.

She left work a few years ago after giving birth to her son, so I don’t see her too often anymore. But she does stop by work from time to time to use our professional grade printers, and sometimes I stop by her house to drop off some baked goods my wife makes, which is where we usually catch up. My last visit a f... continue reading

So this story took place on Valentine’s Day when I was in my late 20s. I was single at the time and so was my friend who I will call Monica for the purpose of this story. I’d known Monica since first year of University and we were both fans of the same local band so we sort of bonded through that. Now Monica is a lesbian and was not shy about it. She wasn’t butch but had sort of a punk/alt thing going on with a Mohawk and piercings which was less common then than it is now. She is about 5’4” and had a nice body with C cup size tits and an ass you could stare at for days. Anyhow, we were both single during Valentines and since it fell on a Saturday that year, we decided to hang out, eat copious amounts of Chinese food, get drunk and play a lot of Mario Kart.

She arrived just after 7 and despite knowing that there was no chance of the night ending in sex, I had to admit she was looking good with her shapely legs exposed under her mid thigh denim skirt and a black t shirt which hugged he... continue reading

First of all, I would like to introduce myself and tell you a few words about myself. My name is Ira, I am a rather diligent and cheerful girl of 18 years old. Quite an average student of one of the industrial technical schools in the vastness of our great and vast Motherland. Short brunette, quite slender, but not a fitness babe, with neat size 2 breasts. And so fate has it that about ten years ago I had a half-brother Andrey, a couple of years older than me. We never had particularly warm feelings for each other, but we tried not to spoil life unnecessarily. And to my great happiness, my parents sent us to different educational institutions, and besides, my brother was already finishing his studies and was going to leave for the capital to continue his studies in the correspondence department at the university. I was comparatively glad that I would have to see him even less in my hometown. But as it soon became clear, I was wrong not to be interested in my brother and tried to ign... continue reading

At the beginning of the summer my wife and I took a trip to Mexico with another couple we will call them Nan and Brett. We are good friends and when we get together we have a lot of fun and things get a little flirty. So we booked a trip together and went to an all inclusive.

The first day/night we drank a lot. While we were buzzed and all hanging out in the pool Nan went to move past me and her ass brushed up against my crotch. I reached out and touched her ass and she didn’t flinch. Later I decided to test the waters and very carefully put my hand on her ass under water. She pushed back on it a little and no words were exchanged. We ended the night with hugs and she pulled right up on me and hugged me.

When we got back to the room I railed my wife on the private balcony from behind and she mentioned while we were doing it that Brett had put his hand on her upper thigh under water. I told her about Nan and she asked if I thought they wanted to hook up. I said maybe. She wasn’t so... continue reading

*If my wife ever reads this, she’ll kill me.*

When we lived in London, when my wife was still my girlfriend, her younger sister would come over to the UK from Poland to stay with us every summer, during her months-long break from university. She’d come to practise her English and to earn decent money by working temporary jobs we’d help her get.

It would be cramped, three of us living in a one-bedroom place, but we made it work. And she was fun to be around, my wife’s younger sister, she was relaxed and funny, plus she cooked for us. And, of course, she was gorgeous. I’ll call her Lena.

Lena’s seven years younger than my wife (she was older than 18 when this happened, don’t worry). They look broadly similar, tall, slender, blonde, beautiful. When she stayed with us, I had to keep reminding myself that Lena was essentially my younger sister, especially when I found my eye straying to her, when I found myself checking her out.

Lena sure didn’t make it easy though. She often wore tight... continue reading