I (19F) uncomfortably in my seat as I heard my boyfriend Mark get into the shower in the bathroom upstairs. Leo, (23M) my boyfriend's roommate had walked over and sat down right next to me on our two-person sofa. Leo had this knack for doing small things that got under my skin. Leo is a fun, outgoing person that easily puts a smile on others and has this radiating confidence about him that makes people like him.

"Hey Sarah," he said with a slight grin. "Looks like you two really went hard today."

Mark and I run a fitness coaching business and we just finished a boot camp in the square across the street. Today's session had been particularly intense, a total body workout that had me completely drained.

"We were," I admitted, leaning my head back. "I’m wiped out. And starving. I just hope Mark doesn’t spend an hour in there so we can finally grab some food."

"You know his routine," Leo grinned. "He treats that shower like a spa day."

I smiled because I knew he was right. MMark was n... continue reading

Back in the day, I was in a poker league that was started with about 10-12 of our closest friends. I was single at the time, and every Saturday we would meet at a different person's house. We’d play poker, drink, smoke weed, and hang out, usually watching a hockey game or two or having a campfire outside, depending on whose house we were at. It would always be a blast; very rarely did I not have a terrible hangover the next morning.

My best friend since elementary school, Derrick Johnston, and I were two of the better poker players in the league. His wife, Arianna, was in the league, and occasionally, Derrick would invite his younger sister to the game if we were short a couple of regulars. Her name was Heather, she was 3 years younger than us, and I had known her since elementary school.

She was always the coolest, friendliest chick, and she and I always got along great. She had a warped sense of humour, very dark and sexual in nature, and she would always join in whenever the gro... continue reading

I’ve always been drawn to Diane. From our very first shift together, her easygoing vibe and sharp, irreverent humor felt like a perfect match for my own. Her looks—blonde with a figure she knew exactly how to use to her advantage—were an obvious bonus, and she wasn't shy about referencing the effect she had on people. Diane had always been my obsession, my quest.

As we got closer, I didn't bother hiding the fact that I wanted her. I was just one more name on the long list of men who’d felt the same way, I’m sure. But then she told me something I actually found hard to believe: she claimed she’d only ever been with her husband, Jeff—the same guy who’d been her first back in high school.

Still, I persevered. Surely she had to wonder, at least occasionally, what she was missing. As our friendship grew, our rapport became so obvious that she eventually became my "work wife." We spent almost every lunch break together off-campus. At one point, she even let me in on a secret: the other wom... continue reading

I was standing at the checkout. My wife had just gotten her period and had sent me to get pads and a few other things for her. When it was my turn, the cashier smiled at me.

"Hey, how are you?" she asked.

"Pretty good," I said politely and started packing my groceries. I'd seen her here before. She was very pretty. Wavy blonde hair, cute little B-cups, and that adorable little nose.

"Where's your wife?" Her dark brown eyes looked at me questioningly as I got my phone ready to pay.

"At home," I replied. "It's that time of the month, you know."

She was always very friendly to me and my wife. But I'd be lying if I said she wasn't always a little more attentive when I came alone.

"Must be great having *such a caring husband*," she said.

See? Right now. I mean, the way she smirked was anything but polite or innocent. The scanner beeped. I thanked her, wished her a good day—when she suddenly jumped up. Said there was something wrong with the jam I'd bought, that there had been... continue reading

This happened a year or so ago now but I’ve been wanting to share. My wife and I are happy, and one of her close friends is someone we spend a lot of time with. She’s cute, mousy, reserved with small breasts and quite short. Let’s call her Mel

My wife and I have some pictures, and particularly my wife took some of my cock. I’m not massive, but, well above average in a lot of ways and especially girth. We had fun with them, pictures of her sucking me, holding my cock and my favorite, a video of her stroking me.

Well, she went out with her friend one weekend and when she came home, after lots of wine, she admitted she showed the pictures and video to Mel. Mel is a virgin and been unlucky with men, so during their conversation I guess my wife felt like showing her. She laughed as she told me, “she loved seeing your cock…and that turned me on”

I hadn’t seen this side of my wife before but, I liked it.

She told me Mel watched the video a couple times, the two of them huddled in the boot... continue reading

My(18F) sister Sandy 24F (fake name) has a boyfriend John 27M (again fake name to conceal identities) and they have been together for 3 years now.

I’ve always been friendly with John, he is good to my sister and treats me well, pays for when we all go out, cooks for all of us sometimes etc.

Recently the three of us went to a vacation on an island, i won’t bore you with all the details but it was an experience of an lifetime, great weather, amazing food except for one thing which has been bothering me a lot.

On the third night we went out drinking and partying, Sandy had waaaay to much to drink, she started clearly emmarasing John in the club, he tried to ignore it for a bit and we actually danced for a while trying to have fun but Sandy was too much so we all went home and put her to bed.

We are all in one big room and after we put Sandy to be John and I went on balcony to smoke a joint, we had a great time and i don’t know if it was the alchocol or what but i noticed he started be... continue reading

A while ago my wife and I bought one of those Mercedes sprinter van campers. It’s more like a small luxury apartment on wheels. We’ve never really been campers but we thought what the hell let’s give it a try. Turns out we like it a lot. And recently we’ve begun to like it even more.

Occasionally, while we are sitting around our campfire in the evening other campers would stop by and we’d have a nice conversation with complete strangers. Every once in a while a couple would make some sexual advances which we would politely decline and just laugh it off.

Then one day my wife confessed to me that she fantasizes about getting fucked by a complete stranger. This almost instantly made my dick hard and i told her that that really turned me on. Needless to say we got naked and fucked while she told me all about her fantasy of getting fucked by strangers.

A few days later I suggested to my wife that the next time someone makes sexual advances towards us we just see where it goes. She was... continue reading

so I was planning on going to get a birthday present for my wife in a town about 300 miles from home . found a awesome hot tub on face book market place for a steal , well I was telling my brother and sister inlaw about it and my sister in law asked if she could go with me to get it and I was like yeah whatever I could use the help and company, well I hooked my truck to the trailer and the next morning we were off bright and early , I told my wife I was going to buy a truck to fix up and resell and she was like whatever cause that happens alot . well anyway we make the drive over buy the hot tub dude had a skid steer with forks so we got it loaded up and homeward bound we went . well about 200 miles from home the truck broke down and it was getting late no shops open to get parts so we got a hotel she called her husband told him we broke down and we were staying the night he didnt seem concerned. I called my wife and let her know I was broke down and getting a room till I can get parts... continue reading

This happened 12 years ago, but I can still replay it in my head like it was yesterday.

Back then, I’d been dating my girlfriend, Ana, since high school. She had two close friends, both of whom, at one point or another, had a thing for me. After graduation, one of them moved to London, while the three of us—me, Ana, and her best friend Alex, ended up in the same city for college, about 300 km from home.

We rented an apartment together. Three rooms, one each… at least on paper. In reality, Ana and I shared mine most nights.

Alex was impossible not to notice. Tall, blonde, blue eyes, curves in all the right places and she knew it. Sometimes she’d walk around in skirts so short they felt more like a suggestion than actual clothing. Ana, on the other hand, was shorter latina, with long hair and a body that could distract me mid-sentence. Completely different… equally dangerous.

The first year passed without anything happening. But there were moments—little looks, lingering touches, pla... continue reading

One night I was over at my sister’s house, we were drinking and watching something on the tv I couldn’t even tell you what it was now. She had far more than me and passed out early, but stayed up on my phone in the living room. Her husband, my brother in law, came home from his night shift and we started chatting. Somehow I learned that my sister hadn’t been putting out, and he was staying late at work cause he knew he wouldn’t get anything when he went home so he didn’t see a point in going.

At this point he was sitting next to me on the couch. I noticed he kept looking me up and down, mainly at my chest. We had gotten closer while he was talking, more like ranting at this point, and next thing I knew we were kissing. He pulled me on his lap and put his hands up my shirt, grabbing my chest. I was grinding into him, trying not to moan and wake up my sister upstairs. He took off his shirt, tossing it aside and I did the same, my chest falling freely. Immediately he was leaving hickies... continue reading

She said it casually, the way you say things to your best friend that you'd never say to anyone else. We were on her couch, wine, the kind of late night honesty that comes out when your guard is all the way down. She wrinkled her nose and said she just doesn't like it, never has, and he'd learned to live with it.

She laughed a little when she said it like it was a minor inconvenience rather than something he was quietly starving for. I didn't say anything. I just nodded and changed the subject and filed it away somewhere I didn't fully examine for a while. He and I had always had a chemistry that we both pretended wasn't there because pretending was the only responsible option.

He was hers. I loved her. Those two facts were supposed to be enough and for a long time they were. She left early that night. Tired, headache, kissed us both on the cheek and walked out. Left us sitting there with a half empty bottle and no buffer and two years of carefully maintained distance that started... continue reading

In the car, a short drive to the hotel, my heart is still pumping and my dick is still hard. I need to resist the urge to jerk off while driving but Liz did tell me not to touch it and I'd do anything she asks at the moment. Fucking Liz, messing with my head, I'm still in a daze of sexual lust and for what, I can't go through with this. At least I have my jerk off material for the next decade. Oh how bad I want to jerk off right now.

My phone rings, my wife's ringtone. I answer and she asks how the matches went. I tell her how I played like shit in the morning but made up for it in the afternoon and now we are going to play to win it all tomorrow. She acts interested but she's always been annoyed with all the time I spend playing tennis.

"What's your plan for the rest of the day" she asks. My mind wanders to what could happen next.

"Just going back to the hotel now to shower and relax, then we are all going to meet up for dinner later, we will need to take it easy as the match is... continue reading

I couldn’t stop thinking about Emma.

Every day she lay in her backyard in a tiny bikini. The bottom was so small it showed the shape of her pussy. She untied her top so her big soft tits spread out on the towel. Her nipples got hard when the wind touched them. I stood at my window and stroked my cock slowly, dreaming about licking between her legs and tasting how wet she was.

One hot evening her husband left for a week of work. At eight o’clock she came to my door. She wore a thin white dress. No bra. Her dark nipples showed clearly through the cloth. No panties either. She held an empty wine bottle and smiled.

“Max, my corkscrew is broken. Can I use yours?”

I let her inside. She walked in front of me. Her hips moved side to side. The dress went up and I saw her bare pussy lips. They looked puffy and shiny already. In the kitchen she bent over to look in the drawer. Her ass was high. Her legs opened a little. I could see her wet slit clearly.

I walked close and pressed my hard coc... continue reading

This is not an endorsement of infidelity.

Like all great stories, though, it starts outside the bathroom at a college house party. I was 21. I'm definitely the type who needs to take a leak every 30 minutes when I've been drinking, so I was taking frequent breaks away from the dirty blonde I had been dancing with all night to go upstairs and relieve myself. This time, however, the door was closed and locked.

"Just a second," I heard from the other side of the door. I could hear the tone in the girl's voice. Those words were spoken through tears. I waited patiently as she ran the sink for a moment before coming out with barely-disguised puffy red eyes. She looked down at the ground and tried to scoot past me, but I reached a hand out and gently stopped her.

"What's going on? Someone hurt you?" I asked her.

"No, it's nothing."

"Are you sure? Because I can go beat him up if you need me to," I said, throwing some light air punches. I'm not much of a fighter, so it was a completely ho... continue reading

That evening I came home earlier than usual. The door to the apartment was ajar. I heard their voices  hers and that guy from the gym. She was moaning softly, the way she always did when she liked it. I did not go in. I just closed the door and left. It was cold outside. I lit a cigarette.

A week later I called her older sister. Maria. Thirty-two. Modest. She worked in a library. She wore sweaters that hid everything. We sometimes met at family dinners. She always sat in the corner and said little.

“Hi,” I said on the phone. “Can I come over? There’s something to talk about.”

She paused.

“Of course. Come.”

I arrived in the evening. She opened the door in an old robe, hair in a ponytail. The apartment smelled of tea and books.

“What happened?” she asked, not looking me in the eye.

I sat on the couch. She remained standing.

“Your sister is cheating on me. I know.”

Maria blushed.

“I… I didn’t know. Sorry.”

“Don’t apologize. That’s not why I’m here.”

She raised her eyes. There... continue reading

My wife and I were a little bored in the bedroom 10 years ago. I had a camcorder so I set it up and we videotaped us doing a lot of different sex positions. Plus a couple from next door joined in one night. I watched him fuck my wife and he watched me fuck his wife and they went home. It was a one time thing and after we watched it a few times I tossed it in a drawer. Last fall I came across that camcorder. I plugged it in and it still worked. I found the tape and put it in. I watched as we fucked then me fucking the guys wife next door, the guy had now moved on to another woman but left her the house. She was sexy and fucked way better than my wife. No other woman has ever got on me and rode me like a bronc.

I see her coming and going but I needed a good opening line. She was going in one day and I stopped. I said “I found something that you might be interested in” she put her stuff inside. Sure what ya got? I’d skipped ahead through most of it and stopped it a couple seconds before... continue reading

About two months back, would call it Omegle since people are more familiar with that. Sorry if this ends up being lengthy.

It was a regular evening in my room. I’m (19F), my older sister (23F) and her boyfriend (25M) live with our parents too. He’s been staying with us since August because of some family drama that forced him to move in. My sister’s a traffic controller and often pulls night shifts, while he’s a carpenter (we call him a “chippy” around here), so he works days. We’re all pretty tight and chat a lot.

That night, around midnight, she was at work. I was just lounging, watching Love Island, when I got a text from him “I’m bored, wanna do something?” Normally that means a late-night drive, gaming, or a movie, but this time he said he had something else in mind. I was too comfy to move, so I told him to come in and explain.

He walked into my room, sat on my bed, and asked if I’d ever heard of Omegle. I said yeah, and he suggested we hop on and chat with strangers to kill t... continue reading

I've been going hard at the gym for about years now.

Started for health, stayed for the glow-up. My ass and legs are legitimately my best features now—squats, hip thrusts, the whole routine. Tight leggings, shorts, whatever, it all looks insane. At first it was just nice feeling strong and confident. But then I noticed the stares. The double-takes. The guys who suddenly "need" to walk past me five times. And yeah… I started liking it. A lot.Especially when they're with their girlfriends or wives. There's something about knowing he's looking while she's right there. The risk, the forbidden vibe, the little ego boost that he's mentally comparing. I know it's shitty. I know. But it gives me this rush I can't explain.

Yesterday was the worst/best one yet. I was at this athletic wear store trying on new leggings. I had on this pair, compressive, basically painted on. My ass looked ridiculous (in the best way). I step out of the fitting room to check the mirror in the main a... continue reading

My wife and her sister have never been really close but over the last few years, her sister has been really trying to get close to the family. She ran away from home at a young age , had kids and is now in her mid 40s and has recently moved back close to us. I've really never said much to her other than be cordial but recently noticed she was starting to wear more revealing outfits. Before it was oversized sweaters and sweats but now its skin tight pants and low cut tops. My sister in law is about 5 ft 100 lbs and b cups but noticed her cups were a little bigger now in her tighter clothes. Lately we've visted her parents for weekend bbqs and dinners and her sister has been attending them more. She recently added me on social media and started posting a lot.

They have plans for a girls weekend and my sister in law was posting about events and matching outfits and one outfit caught my eye. It was a one piece lace lingerie set that first was just the outfit and then her trying it out, I... continue reading

My wife works with a couple of other girls on reception at a doctors surgery. A couple of months ago she told me that one of the girls, Chloe has a thing for married men and has no problem with approaching and fucking these guys.

Chloe is an attractive girl, a little overweight with a cute smile. She is a couple of years younger than my wife and has blonde hair.

I barely speak to Chloe or any of the other girls at my wife's work as I don't go in there much, but when I did I always made sure I said hello. I wanted to make sure the lines of communication were open so that if she ever wanted to try something I would be open to it.

The girls would chat at reception and my wife would relay the tales back to me with contempt. She would tell me about how Chloe was visiting a garage after hours and fucking one of the mechanics there a couple of nights a week. Also she told me a story about when Chloe worked at a restaurant previously and how she had let the male staff run a train on her,... continue reading