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During my time in college I worked at a sandwich shop to make ends meet. On the weekends we had this cashier who I would say is the definition of a pawg, just a round juicy booty. She was very easy to get along with and we became very friendly. After work on Saturday we would usually go to her house and smoke a joint or two and have endless conversation.

One Sunday afternoon while on break, she brought up a story of a recent trip to a club she took with some of her girlfriends. She mentioned some guy was hitting on her all night and she went back to her place where the guy begged to eat her ass. I wasn't expecting that to come up, but she had mentioned she continually turned down any other activity with this guy. She said she rejected the offer since he was a random guy from the club, but was turned on by the idea. We never really had any conversations like this so I didn't know what to say at first. She asked me if I had any experience which I thought was kinda funny. As a man who lo... continue reading

Artyom stepped off the commuter train with a heavy backpack over his shoulders and immediately felt the hot July air envelop his skin. The station was almost empty, just an old woman with baskets and a couple of local kids on bikes. He texted Aunt Nika to let her know he'd arrived, and a minute later he saw her white SUV pulling into the parking lot. Veronika Sergeyevna stood by the open car door, wearing a light beige dress with thin straps. Her hair was pulled back into a loose bun, and she wore large sunglasses. She looked about thirty, at most, though Artyom knew for a fact she'd turned thirty-seven in January. She'd been divorced for three years, had no caravan, and lived alone in a large house outside the city, teaching yoga in two studios. "Well, hello there, nephew!" She smiled broadly, stepped forward, and hugged him so tightly that he felt her chest spring against him. Her scent was light, citrusy, with a hint of spice. The hug lasted a couple of second... continue reading

Writing about recent experiences has gotten me reminiscing, so this was a fun one that stood out to me. I pinky promise it's real, as crazy as all my stories sound.

About 3 years ago when I was 25 I made a post on an r4r subreddit saying I was looking for a FWB and coincidentally, just a minute or two later a message popped up in my requests: "Hey you sound hot, I'd love to meet up".

We exchanged photos, she thought I was hot and I thought she was stunning, tall athletic and lean with blonde hair. I'm 6'0, bearded, athletic and into bodybuilding with a lumberjack build. She immediately let me know she was 6'3, and in D1 sports at her college. I asked her what she was into and she only said "whatever makes you feel good". I took this a cue to be dominant with her and instructed her meet me at my place tomorrow evening in a dress with no panties. A little bit to my surprise, she only said "Ok 🥰" and gave me her number.

The next evening arrived and she texted me she was on her way. It... continue reading

Never fuck horse girls.

That much I have been told over and over.  They are always a bit… odd but that is something I can certainly work with. I have dated lots of odd people over the years.  Emily was an equestrian and had been since she was old enough to walk.  Her father was a rich engineer that had invented some kind of alloy that allowed her to grow up with the kind of wealth that gets you an infinity pool and tennis court on your grounds.

We met on hinge and she had just graduated from the university of Toronto as an engineer.  The classes had never been a problem but the other students definitely were.  It was hard to ignore all the jealous classmates constantly talking about her wealth and her good looks.

Emily was certainly striking to look at.  Long curly blonde hair and a curvy figure with wide hips and the most apparent thing when you first see her absolutely massive thighs.  Her legs were absolutely ripped, even wearing leggings you could see the muscles corded li... continue reading

We’ve been roommates for six months and the tension’s been ridiculous. Thin walls, shared bathroom, him always “forgetting” his towel so he walks past my room half naked.

Tonight I’m in the shower, steam everywhere, music playing low, door cracked because the lock’s been broken forever. I’m rinsing shampoo, eyes closed, when I feel the air shift. Peek through the fogged glass, he’s standing in the doorway, towel low on his hips, just… watching.

I should yell. Instead I lock eyes with him, slow motion slide the door open a little more, let the water run down my tits while I keep washing like I don’t see him.

He drops the towel. Thick, already hard. undresses, pushes me against the tile wall, cold on my back, hot water on my front.

No words. He lifts me by the thighs, pins me to the wall, slides in raw, one deep thrust that makes me gasp loud enough for the neighbors to hear.

Shower pounding down on us, my legs wrapped around his waist. He fucks me hard and fast, water splashing, on... continue reading

I've been dating a girl for two years now, we live together, and I've started getting turned on by the idea of cuckolding, like having someone fuck her, preferably hard. But she's pretty shy; I'm only her third boyfriend. It's just that during sex, I imagine someone just fucking her or about to fuck her right after me. It really turns me on. One day, I was staring at my phone, and she was taking a bath and called me over to get her a book. I walked into the bathroom with her book and phone in my hands and I really wanted to take a picture of her. I turned on the camera, wanting to take a picture, but she noticed, quickly covered her face with her hands and asked what I was doing. I managed to take one photo and replied, "Just a photo." She was surprised, asking, "Why do you need a naked photo of me, etc." We chatted for a bit, and she realized it was just a photo, let me take a normal photo of her in the bathroom, even posed for a little, and it... continue reading

heya guys its anna! asian college student. i have a little free use agreement with my fwb and i wanted to share my experiences! its something i've always been into but never been able to explore...

so yesterday was quite the day. we started off with our morning but this time with the knowledge that we had a free use agreement. i was still a bit nervous, but excited at the same time. we had a safeword, but i knew we wouldn't need it.

1. we woke up and i was still half asleep when i felt him on me. he woke me up with his dick in my mouth. i let out a moan and wrapped my lips around his cock and he started to fuck my face. he came and of course i swallowed... my first time sucking a cock before brushing my teeth ;)

2. but he wasn't done yet.... he ewas still rock hard and he put it back in my mouth. he came twice and i swallowed both of them.... HUGE LOAD BOTH TIMES SURPRISINGLY

3. i was making lunch when i felt him grab my butt. i turned around and he was looking at me with that mi... continue reading

Masha lay on the bed in her Moscow apartment. She had just filmed another webcam video and was now reading her subscribers' comments. She always got extremely excited during filming, knowing how much her viewers were turned on by her practically naked dancing, and the requests and comments about what to do with her and in what positions made her pussy very wet. Masha quickly removed her soaking wet panties and reached for her 18-centimeter dildo. Spreading her beautiful legs wide, she began to furiously fuck herself. Masha often fantasized about being fucked by different men in various positions, and how she delightedly sucked cocks. But since Masha was a rather modest woman in real life, often starred in commercials for various brands, and was careful about her image, all these desires remained in her imagination. Everything changed suddenly. The next day, Masha woke up early, her body still aching from the previous day's masturbation. She stretched, feeling a slight dampne... continue reading

Like any slut, I wanted to join the cheerleading team when starting out in higher education. Not only was it a great way to make a bunch of new friends quickly, I of course wanted to live up to the naughty cheerleader reputation and get into all sorts of trouble with the guys!

I had seen through posts on social media that the initiation was on the Friday night and all they said was to bring a bottle of wine. I turned up at the right time with one of my friends that I had only just met, Becca, and had to hand in our phones at the entrance without explanation. We sat talking with some other girls nervous about what the task was going to be and we had concluded that it would be something to do with downing a bottle of wine and then doing something silly but it didn't seem extreme enough - this team had a slight reputation but we honestly had no idea what to expect.

Once the room had filled, one girl stood up and introduced herself, "Hello girlies, I'm the cheer captain this year!" Every... continue reading

A few days ago I uploaded a post about some of my friends wanted to see how big my dick was. Well it happened again. Me and my girlfriend and four of our friends (two girls and two guys) were at my girlfriend's house drinking. Somehow the topic of dick size came up and the two guys were bragging about how big they were. Then they asked me how big I was. At that point, my girlfriend suggested that everybody guess how big my dick was. This is what happens when drunk people are bored. We literally went around the room and everybody gave a guess.

Then my girlfriend said I should get naked so she could measure me. I thought she was joking, but she went to a drawer in the kitchen and pulled out a cloth tape measure. At this point I knew she was serious. Being the exhibitionist that I am, I got naked very quickly. When she saw how hard I was, she smiled. She measured my dick. One of the guys had guessed correctly.

I started to put my clothes back on and gf said, "Fuck no." She got down o... continue reading

Polina woke up just as the sun was rising. She glanced at her watch: just after five. But she didn't feel like sleeping anymore. She quickly pulled on her panties, shiny black cycling shorts, and a white T-shirt. After a moment's thought, she threw on her tracksuit jacket; however, it was bound to be chilly outside this early in the morning. Then she slipped out of the room, walking silently on her bare feet so as not to wake her neighbor. Polina rounded the building, emerged into a clearing, and began her morning exercises. She loved the feeling of her strong, athletic, and pliable body. The sun caressed her face, and the wet grass cooled her feet. In a week, training camp would be over and she would return to the city, and in another week, autumn would arrive. Classes at the institute would begin. Polina had already missed lectures, seminars, and her classmates... Having finished her warm-up, Polina wondered what to do next: there were almost three hours left until breakfa... continue reading

We’re having a lazy Friday night at her place: face masks, snacks, some random Netflix show paused on the TV. Truth or dare starts innocent, then she picks dare and I grin.

“Text your boyfriend from my phone asking for a dick pic so I can rate it 1-10.”

She cackles, grabs my phone, and types:

“hey it’s your gf’s best friend. need a pic for an honest rating, no face pls”

He replies in under a minute: a clean, well lit shot, thick, perfectly curved, hard as hell. Caption: “waiting for the verdict.”

She zooms in, fake gasping. I study it like an art critic.

“Strong 9… but I need the live version to be 100% accurate.”

She smacks my arm, laughing, then dares me: “Call him over right now.”

I hit call. He answers on the first ring: “Be there in ten.”

Ten minutes later the door opens. He walks in wearing black sweats and that knowing smirk. My best friend props her phone against a water bottle on the coffee table, hits record, and announces “strictly for review purposes”

I drop to... continue reading

A few days ago, my girlfriend, her sister Stephanie, and some other friends (2 guys and 2 girls) were over at my place. We were drinking when gf suggested that we play truth or dare. I was surprised that she said that because with her sister here things could get kind of weird. Would they be making out or flashing each other? Everybody else wanted to play so I said fuck it let's go.

As always, things started off slow. People kissed each other. Eventually everybody had at least their shirt off. At some point, after more drinking, things got intense. It was my turn again. I said dare and gf said "I dare you to fuck me on the couch". It got quiet for a second. I thought she was joking, but she wasn't.

We have fucked a lot in front of girls and guys, but never in front of her sister. We've never even talked about it. But here she was asking me to do this. The guys were pushing me to do it. I look over at Stephanie and she says, "You better say yes". I nervously say OK.

gf takes her c... continue reading

During his absence, Michael asked me, among other things, to tidy up the pool in the backyard, as I'm an expert in that area. This time, Amanda greeted me politely, mindful of the spanking. By midday, I'd tidied up the pool and the surrounding area, then returned to the house, thinking of ways to further amuse myself with the girl. Amanda was in the living room watching television. I noticed two voices coming from behind the door; her sister, Mary, apparently, was not alone. "Amanda," I began, "your brother asked me to fix the pool in your backyard, and I did it. I don't know if you can use it..." Amanda gasped in excitement, then clapped her hands and exclaimed: - Hooray!! Thank you so much! I can swim now! With these words she ran to the door, opened it slightly and called: - Come in, let's go swimming! “Amanda, who did you call?” I asked. - Mary, she has her friend now... "Amanda, when I was cleaning the pool, there were a lot of piles of feces... continue reading

Samantha and I continued to text as the night went on. She of course had to be a little discreet, as she was out with my sister and the whole friend group, so her responses were not the quickest. I didn't mind as it gave me time stroke my cock and edge. I also sent her a few more photos and videos throughout the night.

Her: "You need to stop, you're going to get me in trouble."

Me: "Do you really want me to stop?"

Her: "No, but you need to because I can't stop looking at it. It's driving me crazy!"

Me: "Are you thinking about what it would feel like to have my cock stretching you out?"

Her: "Yes, but you'd have to go slow."

Me: "Why, not used to something this big?"

Her: "Fuck no! My ex wasn't as big as you and even he had to go slow."

Me: "Then I'll have to make sure that pussy is dripping wet before I plunge my cock into you, giving you slow, deep strokes. I want you to enjoy every inch of me."

Her: "Fuck..."

Me: "Do you like slow, deep strokes?"

Her: "Mhm"

I decided to s... continue reading

Pushing my hair over my shoulder, I inadvertently run my fingers down my neck, brushing against my collarbones, and a warm wave of memories, desire, and pleasure runs through my body. No, he never does that - our desire when we meet is too strong for such unobtrusive foreplay - but for some reason it is this reflex of my body that my memory associates with him, as, indeed, many others, and it is so attractive with its delicate, sharp sweetness, like the taste of caramel-mint ice cream. This chain of associations, memories and desires is impossible to break - although I have never tried, why would I? I close my eyes and imagine his hands unbuttoning my dress, his fingers touching my breasts, freeing me of all excess fabric. They squeeze my nipples, and they instantly harden, and I feel the growing wetness below, under the lace of my underwear. Then his lips encircle one nipple, then the other... And I want to press him to me, I stroke his hair, stretch my whole body toward him, archi... continue reading

Those of you who have been reading my posts, know that a while back, my girlfriend said I was to be free use for some of her friends. But now, when we go to a bar or club, she tries to find a woman to take home for me to fuck. To be honest, a lot of women are turned off by this, but we have found some. gf explains to them that this is a one time thing. It is not ongoing. It's always good to be honest and upfront about this. When this does happen, it is such an amazing experience.

Fucking a complete stranger in front of my girlfriend is so hot and I actually think my girlfriend is more turned on than I am. It would be great if she could join in for a threesome, but for now she just likes watching. I tell my gf she's turned me into a slut. But she says I've always been one. She's probably right.... continue reading

A cold wind drove gray, stinging snow through the streets, melting it into mud beneath the wheels of the cars. The city lived its own harsh, oil-fueled life. It wasn't pretty, but it was as strong as a fist. Those who didn't fear long months in the north, far from home, on endless shifts, made good money here. Pyotr was one of them. Milana, standing by the window of their old, not yet completely empty apartment, watched the twilight swallow the gray panel buildings. Longing. Deep, aching, like an aching tooth. She was twenty-seven, and she had spent most of those last three years waiting. Waiting for a call, a message, a return. Peter was her husband, her love, and her greatest source of anxiety. A tall, lean, dark-haired man with a stubborn chin and jealous eyes, he graduated from the Oil and Gas Institute and dedicated his life to endless business trips. She, on the other hand, was an advertising executive, or, as it's fashionable to say these days, an SMM specialist.... continue reading

My son is back for the holiday, which means his friends are hanging out at the house again. My house always seems to be hangout central for him and his buddies. One of his best friends is always hitting on me, and me being the tease I am, I have been toying with him over the past month.

My husband knows all about what’s going on, and he loves it. He encourages me to be slutty and lives that young guys want to fuck me, so he gave me the green light to do what I wanted.

Last night we had dinner and a this friend was there along with two other friends of my sons. He flirts with me and tries to touch whenever he gets the chance. I let him get me off a few weeks ago, so he’s getting more and more aggressive. So of course he sat next to me at the table.

It wasn’t two minutes after sitting down that he had his hand on my leg under the table. I was wearing a skirt, I come prepared. He rubbed my thigh all dinner and I teased him by opening my legs just enough so his hand could get between th... continue reading

Friday. That long-awaited day when the work week ends and two days lie ahead that can be spent on anything. We were sitting in the living room: me, my wife Lera, and two of my friends, Sergey and Igor. We'd known each other for what felt like ages, gone to school together, been hooligans together. Now, here we were, drinking beer together at home, lounging on the couch. There was a certain tension. And it was all Lera's fault. She was dressed in a peculiar way: a short black dress, barely covering her hips, which perfectly hugged her firm butt and small but beautiful breasts. She was braless. I'd noticed this earlier in the day, when she bent over to pick something up and her dark aureola showed through the thin fabric. Back then, it had only given me a rush of lust and the thought, "It's going to be hot tonight." But now, under Sergey and Igor's gaze, this thought became alarming. They stared at her without restraint. Igor, stocky and strong, his arms co... continue reading