Anya woke up in the morning; her husband was already at work. She lay in her white bed, wearing a black nightgown with thin straps, naked, her nipples protruding. Anya picked up her laptop, opened it, and went to the website of the café where she'd been married the day before yesterday. She opened a photo of herself kneeling in a white wedding dress, a white veil covering her head, surrounded by Caucasian men. She stared at the photo and recalled how this group of ten men had fucked her mouth, how she'd taken turns taking black cocks and sucking their heads. The girl's left hand moved down to her smoothly shaved pussy, and she placed her palm on her already wet pussy and began to caress her labia, brushing her clitoris with her index finger. With her right hand, she exposed her right breast, which lay over her black nightgown, and with two fingers began to squeeze her pink nipple, occasionally making circles with her fingers over her pink areola. The girl remembered how... continue reading

Where: My house during football game watch party with about 15 people - a random assortment of guys and girls. I lived with four roommates at the time.

When: I was 20, and a junior in college.

Who: Me and some random chick, I don't even remember her name. (I'll call her Mary because why not) I certainly remember what she looked like.

At this time in my life, I was working out about 5 times a week, in college, and things were coasting. I was 6'2", about 190 pounds, and in very good shape. I had visible abs, nice arms, and I regularly got attention from girls. I was also lucky, because I went to a smallish private college that was about 55% women.

Mary was hot. She was a freshman, and this was in the late fall semester, so she was relatively new to the school. She was 5'8", thin and athletic. Pretty face - beautiful eyes. Dark skin, but not ethnic - sort of olive. [Jessica Alba](https://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-14575751/Jessica-Alba-ripped-bikini-body-tropical-getaway-k... continue reading

So this happened a few winters back during the holiday season.

I was back in my home city visiting family for the holidays, along with my sister. We both have moved away to different cities, so we like to get together with old friends when we are back.

One night, I had gotten back from a late gym session when my sister had a group of her friends over for some pre drinks before they went out. I said hello to everyone, and I could tell that they were already a few drinks in and having a good time. I didn't think much of it, and went to have a shower.

I'm doing my think in the shower when I hear a knock on the bathroom door, and a voice that sounded like my sisters friend Samantha.

"Hey, can I come in? I really have to pee, and I promise I won't look."

There were other bathrooms in the house, but she said they were occupied.

I agreed to let her in so that she could do her business. However, I was feeling a little cheeky. The shower was a walk in with a glass partition, so you could... continue reading

The story was written to order for my beloved reader and published with his approval. Background: The Perfect Cell Yana married Oleg at twenty-two. He was ten years older, confident, and as steady as a Swiss watch. He was the epitome of success: a burgeoning career, an expensive car, a spacious apartment in a prestigious neighborhood. For many of her friends, she had won the lottery of life. But after three years of marriage, Yana realized she'd won a ticket into a gilded cage, albeit a cage nonetheless. Their life was scheduled down to the minute: Oleg's work, his business dinners, their rare social outings where he'd talk business deals and she'd have to sit there, smile prettily, and nod. Her own life, her dreams of something more than decoration, were slowly fading. Oleg loved her, but he loved her as a valuable possession, as part of his successful image. He adored her beauty, but he took it for granted, like a pretty painting on the wall, something he could occ... continue reading

So last weekend the three of us, me (23F), my boyfriend Diego (35M), and his buddy Alex (early 30s), are out in Miami getting one cocktail after another like there’s no tomorrow. It’s Brickell on the weekend, so everyone is dressed to impress, and I’m in this tiny black dress that’s basically glued to my ass and tits. Both guys are drooling over me, and I know it. After we finish at the second lounge (and God knows how many drinks) we stumble back to Diego’s condo, crack open a bottle of red wine, and obviously the convo goes straight to sex and blowjobs.

I’m drunk, horny, and I brag that I could pick Diego’s dick out blindfolded just by his smell and taste. Alex cracks up and goes "no way that’s true, for a girl all dicks feel the same." Boom, they dare me: they’ll blindfold me, take turns sliding their cocks in my mouth, and I have to guess which one is my boyfriend’s and which one is not.

I drunkenly accept it and they drag me off the couch and into the bedroom, tie a pillowcase o... continue reading

Almost two months had passed since that unexpected, heady, risk-filled sex with Misha in the movie theater and my provocative naked stroll under a down jacket. During that time, we met at our rented apartment only a couple of times, and our encounters began to lose their former intensity, becoming a predictable ritual. First, Misha would perform oral sex on me, which greatly aroused me, his tongue tracing leisurely circles on my clit, making my whole body shudder in anticipation. Then he would put me on all fours on the bed and, firmly gripping my hips, fuck me for about 30 minutes with his thick cock, accompanied by my moans and screams. Each thrust echoed like a dull thud in my uterus, and a burning heat spread through my back and buttocks. Then he would come on my back, and I would feel hot streams of sperm spreading across my skin, leaving sticky trails. Then we would go to the shower, where we would wash each other. Hands sliding over my wet body washed away traces of passion,... continue reading

This happened a few days ago and it shows how normal my crazy sex life is to my friends. So one night me, my friend Kim, and two guy friends were over my girlfriend's house. We were just watching a movie and having some drinks. At some point Kim and gf start smiling on at each other. Then gf just says "free use." So Kim walks over to me and takes my drink out of my hand. She stripped me down to my underwear. I started to take it off and she smacked me and said, "I'm doing that."

After she got me naked, she grabbed my dick and started blowing me. The guys were really into it. gf was smiling, but she was kind of quiet. This was a nice sloppy blowjob. I immediately started moaning.

gf made a hilarious comment. "Don't cum too early." Now I was laughing and moaning at the same time. Of course everyone was looking at us, but they were also watching the movie. They weren't distracted by a naked man getting head in front of everybody. After a while, I told Kim that I was gonna cum. There wa... continue reading

Sochi is a special city. Vacationers bring their own rhythms and moods to its life. Locals usually rent out rooms by the sea, where all sorts of people live. I once rented a room in a house by the sea. I relaxed, swam, sunbathed, and went on excursions. As always, I was troubled by Him, my dick, always on guard, always searching, always dissatisfied. But one day he finally got lucky. A couple of girls from Nizhny Novgorod, Vera and Lola, arrived. One of them, Lola, having escaped the city's wilds, apparently decided to have a blast. In the evenings, the vacationers would gather in the courtyard, drink tea, eat fruit, play cards or table tennis. Then one evening, Lola came out to the table tennis. Her breasts were barely covered, a small piece of fabric under her navel, and her butt was completely bare. Well, maybe a little string was visible... She and her friend started playing tennis, Lola flashing her bare buttocks. Soon the women started making a fuss, pounced on the trouble... continue reading

One night, I hadn't gotten much sleep from watching porn until midnight, so I decided to go home to catch up on some sleep, going to my tech room when everyone else had left. After walking a bit down the street, I returned to the entrance, climbed the stairs to my apartment, opened the door, and then heard my mother's voice a couple of floors below. I dashed into the apartment, tossing my jacket, boots, backpack, and bag with two shoes into the built-in closet in the hallway and darted in. The closet doubled as a storage room and was quite spacious. I hid behind the hanging things, and almost immediately the door to the apartment opened, and I heard my mother's softly cooing voice and a man's voice talking to her. - Oh, Yanka, you're such a bitch! I'll eat you right now! - Yes, I am! I'm going to eat you right now! My mother flirted back! I couldn't believe it! She's certainly a beautiful and sexy woman, and men like her, I could see it perfectly.... continue reading

So, I'm on a mission. I met a guy at a halloween party and he fucked me within an inch of my fucking sanity but he never took off his mask so I have no idea who he is. I don't know his name, I just know what his dick looks like and how he feels inside of me. I don't have a lot to go off on, but I like an underdog story.

I texted the guy who hosted the party but he told me the guest list got kind of crazy after a certain point. Friends of friends of acquaintances showed up and he didn't know everyone. However, he did give me the numbers of some of the guys that were there.

Three of them happened to be roommates so I figured three birds one stone and convinced them to let me come over.

When I got there the mood was tense. The three of them seemed nervous just having me in their place.

I asked my questions but they didn't seem to know anything, or were very good liars. I simply had to know for myself, so I asked if I could see their cocks.

Of course, that took them by surprise but wh... continue reading

What do I want to do with you? I'll treat you to champagne and invite you to dance, slowly undress you, and dress you in my arms. I need to feel you as my prey, my toy, the embodiment of my most forbidden, depraved, and lewd fantasies... Even if only for a little while! Even if only for a few hours! Naked, you'll stand by the window, bend forward slightly, resting your chest on the sill, spread your legs, and I'll lick you from below like a goddess. Then I'll rise, stand behind you, and enter your temple of love and femininity, so that your eyes will fill with the blue light shining outside. What do I want to do with you? Let me play with you and your nakedness, your pliability, your tenderness... Put you on your knees, or squat you, dip my fingers into your hair, and then touch your face, forehead, eyebrows, eyes, nose, cheeks, lips with my lingam... Caress them. And then enter your wet mouth. Give me an oral rhapsody! Adagio and andante, allegro and fortissimo... W... continue reading

This takes place back on a Monday in July of 2021. My kids, who live with their mother primarily, had just come to stay with me for a month while their mom and her boyfriend traveled out of the country. It was great having them around more, but a bit of an adjustment to my lifestyle. The night before this story takes place, McKenna, the girl I had been seeing fairly regularly, did her first overnight while I had the kids, albeit somewhat unplanned. The four of us were doing a pizza and Luca movie night and both she and my kids fell asleep, resulting in me carrying her off to bed just as I had done with the kids moments earlier.

McKenna awoke early in the morning and woke me up for a quickie before sneaking out before the kids got up. She had plans to drive to San Diego with friends from her old job and would be back in a couple days.

The kids and I had a great day, going to a jump park, getting shave ice, and taking a trip to the library as well. We had plans for another dinner... continue reading

Zheka continued talking, devouring me with his eyes, "Two serious guys are arriving this evening on business. They have diamond mines in Africa and a cutting factory in Yerevan. They're meeting here today with a business partner, a jeweler from London, who flew in especially for this. They hold meetings here quite often. You'll be escorting these Armenians. As far as I remember, they're great connoisseurs and lovers of women's butts. I think they'll really like your skillful backside. Now, relax, but not for long. After lunch, at our hotel, you'll go to the spa and see the makeup artist. The girls will get you ready, I'll tell them, and by five o'clock tonight, be ready for work. You have to look like a million dollars." He spoke as he pulled on his underwear and pants. Once fully dressed, he gave me a firm slap on the butt, my buttocks bouncing invitingly. That slap and the mention of diamonds in Africa brought back vivid memories of my adven... continue reading

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

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

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

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

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