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I know some of y’all have been waiting on a lil update from my ✨adventures✨ the other night and I’m finally getting around to typing this out now (apologies). My messages have been crammed asking how it went and let me just say this:

Oh. My. God.

How are there girls out there that don’t like sucking dick???

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For those unaware, I gave my first blowjob.

Before I get into the nitty gritty details, as a little bit of backstory, my boyfriend and I have been dating for around a month now. We’re in the same class at school and I really like him. The most we have done before this though was just handjobs and some touching which has been really fun, but I wanted to try sucking his dick to see what it felt like to give a blowjob.

And well, my mind was blown. I don’t even know where to start. I think I’ll start with the nerves lol.

My parents would be away most of the evening, so I knew that if we wanted to do anything then we would have to do it when they left. I spent most of the da... continue reading

So I’ve mentioned this friend in a previous story (can’t remember how to link stories), we go to uni together and he lives on campus whereas I still live at home. We have a bit of a free use relationship if I need to get out from under my parents watchful eye. Thankfully he has an amazing cock that’s perfectly suited to me and is willing to loan it out.

The other day uni stress was getting to me and I couldn’t take another minute in the library, i usually cum to destress and needed a heavy hit at the time so dropped him a text. He said I was welcome to come round but he and his friends were doing an important thing on call of Warcraft or whatever the fuck it is that couldn’t be paused.

I didn’t understand at the time that this meant the cock was available to me but not the rest of him. When I got to his room he’d pulled the front of his shorts down to expose his cock and his body language said balls in ur court as he hardly acknowledged me coming in.

I stripped down completely and... continue reading

After our encounter, I gave him a little peck on the cheek and got dressed.

I finished my duties with the baby and bade my goodbyes to Mr. Dad. He acted like nothing happened and wouldn't look me in the eyes. Of course, I didn't take offense at that. It wasn't a common thing to happen with one's babysitter and I understand that so I just let it go. I went home and got myself off a few times thinking of what had happened.

On my next workday, he barely said 2 words to me before leaving me with his child. I was like, okay so that's how he wanted to play it. Fine with me.

That day, he came home later than usual, around 8pm. The baby was already asleep and I was just watching tv in the living room waiting for him.

He went in but it didn't seem like he noticed me there as he put his bag on the counter and sat on the couch across from me. He sighed the biggest saddest sigh and was just staring at nothing.

I got up, took a beer out of the fridge and gave it to him. He looked at me... continue reading

I’ve danced around this a lot and wrote about the first time we fucked, but I never really went into the mountains of sexual tension that came before.

*I have a really hard time writing about my husband… As someone on here pointed out, it’s actually far more vulnerable for me than just writing about my past sex life.*

Certain things in my life had fallen into place by the time this story took place. My career was taking off, I had started therapy, and I acknowledged a few things about myself, including the fact that I was indeed addicted to sex and used it for validation.

*My therapist was fascinated by me. You know it’s bad when you shock a psychiatrist.*

So as a result, I had been spending a lot of time “dating myself.” I wasn’t living totally like a monk, but I stopped compulsively seducing people and spent more time alone.

I wasn’t entirely a garbage human before, but I wasn’t taking great care of myself. I was reckless and hurt a lot of people with my inability to approp... continue reading

My husband and I are in our early 40s . Married now about 20 years . He’s a few years older but we had children young. Oldest being 22. This story is from a few years back .

I was 41 at the time and my marriage was having problems . With both kids out of the house life got bland . My husband and I have been very off sexually for years.. to the point we might be intamament once every few months . This led to a lot of sexual frustration that built up over time .

Fast forward to one winter break where my son was home from college . He decided to have a get together with some of his high school friends .

Now that they were a bit older they were all starting to grow into themselves. With that said … one of them stood apart from the rest … Mikey .

This boy always had good looks but had seemed to have evolved into a complete stud . Muscular , tall , handsome … type of confidence to flirt with me right in-front of my husband and then give a wink . It was obvious that he was sexually a... continue reading

This is honestly a pretty cute story, but spicy nonetheless.

It’s no secret that I have kinda big boobs. Am I allowed to say that? lol. Last night, a group of us (my friends) went out to the bars for my best friends birthday.

For where this story is going, you need to know a little backstory about us. I met my best friend when I moved here for university a few years ago. We’ve been hooked to each other ever since and we have the type of relationship where we tell each other everything and anything. We aren’t afraid of saying anything to one another and will absolutely roast the life out of each other. Love him.

He’s attractive, cute and the worst part - extremely funny. A dangerous combo. The other day we had just finished a night out back at my place and I ended up with his dick in my mouth.

Anyways, last night we were out and I was wearing a revealing bralette. I had a couple sips of tequila and before you knew it, birthday boy was looking like a very fun trip back to my bedr... continue reading

I live in a student residence where the walls are quite well isolated, thank god, but where if you have a rough fuck session, we can still hear the bed tapping against the wall.

Well, around a month ago, I first started to hear these sounds from my left wall, where my neighbor lives. at first I thought it was hammer sounds (excuse my naivety), but after hearing the sounds intensify, and then a girl moaning, and then a guy panting, I understood that something else was going on. I found that quite funny.

But then it started being more regular. During the morning, afternoon, night, I’d hear those sounds. I thought: “some people are having fun here”. But I started finding it annoying, especially when that one night I was crying about my crush fucking my friend, and then I hear those moaning sounds next to me…

But one side of me found that kinda hot. the jerks were so rough that i couldn’t help but think how lucky the girl must be. Also I had never met my neighbor before, but one day... continue reading

Not every relationship ends on bad terms. I was with a guy for around a year and we stayed friendly. We had mutual friends but I would rarely see him around.

I worked my ass off (literally) in the gym. My only goal was building my body. I wanted a strong physique, but what every girl truly wants - a seriously plump squat booty.

I bumped into my ex on a night out. It’d been a while since we saw each other and I’d made massive progress (many experience a ‘glow up’ period - this was mine).

I remember feeling good, having squeezed myself into a dress, minus the fact that my ass nearly ripped it.

We had a drink together and danced, before him whispering that he would do anything to bend me over. I can’t lie, I felt sexy, powerful and that I was capable of giving him one hell of a time.

He came back to my place and quite literally worshipped my cheeks. They were smothered with kisses. In return, I worshipped his cock with my tongue and before we knew it, my cheeks were being clapped at... continue reading

This week my friend got his first big boy job and he’s been wanting to celebrate. His friends were all busy so he took us (me and three of the girls) out for drinks last night.

He’s my best friend, like we are super close and tell each other absolutely anything and everything and the cherry on top is that he’s really fit and attractive. I love him to bits.

He insisted that he covered our drinks and we said fine, and got shots between us. One thing you should know about me is that if I have alcohol then I absolutely am going to turn into a horny mess, there’s no stopping it.

My friend was wearing my fav cologne, it’s the sexiest scent ever, and, after a few shots, I’ll admit I was considering jumping on top of him then and there.

The worst part is, on top of his really good looks, he’s really funny too, so he has you constantly laughing and that just makes you want to fuck him even more.

He gave us a brilliant time and we got an Uber home. I whispered in his ear in the back s... continue reading

You grow up learning that asses are dirty. I was no exception, especially as a young girl. Maybe that was why anal play stuck out in my mind as *the* ultimate taboo when it came to sex. So by the time I got to college, and my boyfriend and I had exhausted a laundry list of vanilla sex acts, anal was my first choice.

He was hesitant but I had playing with my ass for years by that point. Pens, hairbrush handles, bottle necks, but never a real cock. I only needed a little lube to get his head in, but that was where the real challenge started.

You know how the head is kind of soft and spongy? The shaft is the polar opposite. So when he started to pull out, then push back in, each time going an inch further, I felt my asshole stretching the widest it had ever been for the first time ever.

I had a primal reaction. I really felt like an animal on my back, holding my legs up, watching my nipples perk up like they knew what was coming. My little red clit was hard, too--so hard that it actual... continue reading

Tonight my friend [21 M] texted and begged me to meet him at a strip club. I’ve never been but he told me his girlfriend would be dancing and that he’s all alone. I [M 20] arrived and he had another friend with him. Eventually his girlfriend [20 F] got on the pole and my friend (her bf) paid her no mind and his friends probably threw more money on her. She would dance and throw her ass right in front of our faces. At one point she was shaking ass in front of my face and then took a step forward, landed on her ass which I loved to see jiggle, and laid on her back so I could see her titties as she blew a kiss at me. His friend proceeded to get a private dance which had to have lasted for almost 20 min or more. I saw that she was completely naked in there and I knew I had to be next. I got permission from her bf, and away I went. She laughed and told me not to be nervous since it was my first time and I’ve been her friend for a while. She then shook her ass all over me, put her tits on my... continue reading

I've never had an experience like this before and it was unique and weirdly hot. He came over last night, and like the other times I expected him to just brutally fuck me. Instead he told me to strip and play with myself. It was a little awkward at first, but I wanted to do what he told me. Once I started though, I got really into it. I liked him watching me, and I especially liked when he started slowly jerking off as he watched me.

Then he walked over and put his dick to my lips, but he wouldn't let me suck him. He told me to keep playing with myself. It was really frustrating because I was so horny and his cock was right there and I wanted to suck it. Then he started talking dirty to me, and calling me names, and it was getting me really close to cumming.

All of a sudden he was ontop of me and he had his hand around my neck. I could barely breath and it was so sudden it scared me. He just jumped on me and started choking me, but then he started fucking me. Like really fucking me... continue reading

Blah blah blah, met a girl who wanted to try someone “older” (she was 20 and I was 29). We talked some and just wanted a casual hookup. I was super respectful of what she wanted, comfort level, etc. and we even met for coffee prior. She was a Billie Eilish type (a couple of tattoos some curves but slim/thicc) and average height. She even wore a hoodie and sweats as a “test” to see if I’d judge her, which I didn’t (actually found it hot). We talked and got comfortable and after a while I asked if she still wanted to and she said yes.

I followed her back to her apartment and we got comfortable. She kinda did an awkward shrug and the knee slap to kinda say “how do you wanna do this?” I told her whatever she wanted and she said “ok” and kinda laughed and took off her hoodie, revealing no bra and her busty tits and then slid off her sweatpants to just her CK undies and her socks she kept on. She jokingly “modeled” a bit and laughed while I told her she looked hot and I was surprised she... continue reading

I had known her since I was a kid. Her house was one of the spots my friends and I would always be welcomed at. From the middle school years all through high school, we had many good times over at my buddies house.

His mom, Sheila, was a welcoming host, and to be honest I always had a bit of a crush on her. She had dirty blonde hair which she usually kept fairly short but stylish and a pretty face with soft pillowy lips. Something about those lips always lit a fire to my imagination growing up. She also had a curvy, soft body - probably could be considered a little chubby, but to my eyes she always seemed warm and inviting.

I was just a kid and she was happily married, so this was one of those things that I would fantasize about in private moments. As I got older I began seeing her far less frequently but would continue to fantasize about her from time to time.

As the years passed I fell out of touch with her son. I was now in my early 30s and living a few towns over from where I h... continue reading

*I haven’t been able to post about M since she started reading my blog. I have many in drafts, but keep getting stuck. I thought going back to the beginning would help…*

Alright, maybe a part of me always knew I wasn’t straight. I spent a lot of time justifying things when I was younger.

*Don’t all girls watch girl-on-girl porn? Who among us doesn’t make out with their friends when they’re drunk? We’ve all masturbated next to our female friend while watching porn and then make out, right?*

If I’m being honest, I had even fooled around with a couple of girls. I just still thought of myself as straight.

Until her.

I talk about M like she was a wildcard. She was, but she was fucking smart too. I studied my ass off and she kept up with me in our honors program without even trying. I liked her immediately and we hung out a lot because our classes overlapped, but she was the first woman I knew who was openly gay and not ashamed of it.

As a result, I didn’t bring her around my f... continue reading

I was a late bloomer when it came to sex but not long after high school I started hanging out with a group of people who were hypersexual. There were blowjobs in front of friends, group sex, and all sorts of other debauchery but since I was the innocent one of the group they were protective of me and kept me mostly out of it. While the nervous side of me appreciated it, my horny side was very much interested in what was happening. Although I had not had sex, I was horny as can be and masturbating multiple times a day. I imagined fucking every single one of them, the boys and the girls.

I wanted to find a way to transition myself from the innocent one to the one who was getting drilled. I decided that I would open up to one of my friends and see if maybe she could help me ease into it. She'd been involved in some super fun times and I wanted to be more like her. We ended up having a really helpful conversation and she asked if I wanted to fool around a bit to see how it felt. We made o... continue reading

I work for a small electronics company, maybe 30 employees. All dudes and couple of older ladies. We finally got a receptionist. My age 30. Very cute girl. Pale skin, dark hair. Short with massive tits and a nice bubble butt. She had a very sexy Mexican accent like Selma Hayek. She looked like thick Selena Gomez. Which I was totally into.

First week she was there we started smoking weed in the parking lot. Began a quick bond over getting high. Started taking lunch together. And she slowly became what people call a “Work Wife”.

We both were married with Kids. We would flirt and tell old stories of past hook ups.

We would both express our problems with our spouses.

We were always careful not to text each other. But one day I guess her husband asked her who she got high with at work and my name came up. He was pissed. Told her not to talk to me and if she came home high from me , he’d beat my ass. I get it, you don’t want your wife coming home high from another dude.

So a year goes... continue reading

About eight years ago, my husband got laid off from his job. After bouncing around several minimum-wage jobs, he decided to work on a bit of a passion project. In the following years, he worked hard and got the business up and running. About a year in, I spent all my spare time helping him. Another year later, we crunched the numbers and concluded that it made more sense for me to quit my job and work with him. Despite the hectic work, our sex life was good. Nothing relieves stress like long, slow lovemaking after a hard work day.

The business continued to grow, and we got ourselves a proper office instead of working out of the spare bedroom. With it being just the two of us in the office, things sometimes tended to get hot. I can't count the times I ended up bent over my desk or knelt on the floor to suck him off while he was on the phone. There was something extra hot about doing it at the office.

The work kept increasing, and finally, we hired someone (Sam) to help. Sam was a few... continue reading

It was a lazy Sunday morning like any other. I woke up in my then girlfriend’s bed after a long night out. She had already gone to work by the time I woke up, and since I was a bit hungover I figured a shower was a good idea. I needed to wake up, and more importantly, I needed a place to take care of my morning wood without a mess.

My girlfriend Molly lived with her twin sister Katie in a very nice apartment in the downtown area of a sizable city. Molly and Katie were identical twins, both short and thick blondes with pretty faces and stunning blue eyes. They were very close and shared many things, though I was not one of them, yet.

Katie was single and was out often, and I assumed she must‘ve already gone to brunch with some friends when I heard no one else in the apartment that morning. I rolled out of bed and strolled towards the upstairs bathroom situated between Molly and Katie’s rooms, not bothering to even put boxers on and hide my morning glory.

The bathroom was big, wit... continue reading

I was out on the town with my friends and we were walking between bars. We were all pretty buzzed and having a great time. We passed by a luxury brothel and one of my friends dared me to go inside. We all laughed about it for a bit and I jokingly accepted the dare. I was planning on just walking in, politely acting like I was lost and then leaving.

As soon as I entered a very kind middle aged lady ushered me into a private room and sat me down. I froze and didn't even get a chance to say anything.

"The girls will be right in"

The nice lady closed the door and I was left alone in the room, stunned. Less than a minute later the door opened and a stunning girl walked in. A tall slender brunette with incredible, but presumably fake tits. She was in sexy red lingerie and high heels. She sat down next to me and introduced herself. She I momentarily forgot I was only here for a dare and listened intently as she explained her rates and services.

She kissed me on the cheek and got up to... continue reading