This is my first post here, so hopefully you guys enjoy it. Everything is 100% true, and if people actually like it I can share more of what happened after.

Everything at the job started completely normal. She was friendly, professional, always quick with a laugh during slow shifts. We’d chat about customers, complain about the schedule, grab coffee on breaks—nothing more. She was married, so I never even let my mind wander in that direction. She wore the standard work uniforms that hid her figure pretty well, and I honestly never thought twice about it.

Over a few weeks though, things slowly shifted. Little touches when we passed each other behind the counter. Her hand brushing my arm a second longer than necessary. Me squeezing her shoulder when she nailed a tough customer interaction. It felt harmless, but the tension kept building.

One slow afternoon we were both sitting in the back room waiting for the next rush. She was scrolling through her phone, showing me random old photos... continue reading

So since you guys are liking what i have been posting i wanted to share a little naughty story of what happened earlier this year.

I (18F back then - now 19, it was my birthday a few days agoo) am in college and often ride the bus (or a shuttle whatever you'd like to call it, its a bit specific).

After a super stressful and long day I got into the bus to go home from school when i saw that there were no more seats on the bus. I just couldn't deal with one extra thing for that day so i decided that i will sit anywhere, even on the floor if I had to.

I saw a familiar face on the bus, a kind of nerdy guy i knew from one of the classes, i decided to go sit down basically on the floor next to him and as we got chatting, me telling him about how much of a horrible day i had, he offered for me to sit down on his seat. He was really nice and i didn't want to make it out that I was complaining just so I could sit so i kind of awkwardly asked if I can just sit in his lap instead.

He kind of... continue reading

ok so this happened last weekend and i still can't believe i actually did it but also i'd absolutely do it again without hesitation

my fwb and i went to this outdoor movie night thing at a park where they set up a big screen on the grass and everyone brings blankets and sits together and it was packed like probably a hundred people or something and we set up toward the back corner because we got there late

it was already dark when the movie started and we had this big blanket spread out and another one over us because it was kind of chilly and at first we were actually watching the movie and being normal but then he put his hand on my thigh under the blanket and just left it there

and i was wearing this thin little sundress of course with no panties on underneath because i'm me and i make bad decisions on purpose and his hand just slowly crept higher and higher and my breath started getting shaky and i looked around and the closest people were maybe six feet away on their own blanke... continue reading

“Hey, we’re hiking up to that lake you did yesterday—you wanna’ come?” the RA said, ducking his head into my tent. I was still in my oversized REI sleeping bag, reclining, with my knees up, creating a kind of second tent.

“Naw, man, I’m good. Pretty tired from yesterday.” I yawned performatively, wiping sleep from my eyes. “I’m gonna’ try and catch some more shut eye.”

“Sure. Oh, hey, have you seen Diana? Leslie and Ellen are looking for her.”

“Not since we all turned in last night. Maybe she’s showering back at the station?”

“Yeah, maybe. If you see her, let her know, I guess. Take it easy.” The RA ducked out of my tent and I waited till I heard him walk off before glancing down into my sleeping back where Diana lay, face buried between my legs and fully impaled on my cock, drool dripping out of her sloppy lips.

“Did you tell anyone where you were going last night?”

Slurping with obvious satisfaction, she slid my cock out of her mouth, and let it rest against her cheek, snugglin... continue reading

i've been doing this long enough now that i've gotten genuinely good at it and i feel like that's worth documenting

the "accidentally" is doing a lot of work in that sentence. nothing about it is accidental. every single moment is completely deliberate and carefully executed. but the performance of it, that's the whole game

the skirt has to be the right length. too long and there's nothing to work with. too short and it reads as obvious immediately and you lose the plausible deniability which is the best part. there's a sweet spot, maybe three inches above the knee, where it can go either way depending on how you move and that ambiguity is everything

my favorite setup is a high stool or a barstool. you sit down, cross your legs, let the skirt ride up slightly, and then at some point you uncross them. just for a second. just enough. then cross them again like nothing happened and go back to your conversation like you're a completely normal person sitting normally at a bar

the window... continue reading

Hi! It’s been a while since I’ve posted but I had a pretty intense public accidental orgasm last night at the gym and so I thought I’d dust off the Reddit account and share with you guys.

So it’s been a while since I’ve gotten laid and I haven’t masturbated for 3 days. So my plan last night was to hit up the gym, grab dinner on my way home, watch some shitty Netflix while I eat, shower, and then grab my toy to send me into orbital bliss.

Bikini, boat, and beach season is right around the corner so I thought at the very least I’ll hit up the treadmill and do some core to get me ready for my small collection of new bikinis. I strolled through the rows of treadmills and those that were not taken were either broken or in such disarray that they should have just been thrown away. What the hell is up with these loose fucking treads? Sorry. My pet peeve. So rather than jog for a few miles I resorted to the stationary peloton style bike. I do really love spin classes but last night I just ne... continue reading

As many of you may know, I grew up extremely religious and only recently left that life behind. Most of my friends are still religious — or just beginning to leave. This story is about when two buddies of mine joined me on a short work trip so we could spend the nights together and explore a new city. On the first day, however, they both told me that they were leaving religion and wanted to explore sex, as they had never been intimate before. They had both independently figured out that I wasn’t religious and hoped I could offer some pointers. We went to a bar a couple of nights in a row, where I tried to be a wingman, but unfortunately, nothing ever materialized. After a lot of back and forth, they decided to try a strip club, where, although it would cost them money, they wouldn’t feel rejected, and it would be a safe environment for them to get a lap dance and caress some soft curves.

I had only been to a strip club once before as part of a bachelor party, and that was in another s... continue reading

A few years back on our anniversary I surprised my girlfriend with the pearl underwear I'd bought online. It was this stunning black thong with delicate string of smooth, lustrous pearls. She slipped it on in our bedroom, her eyes lighting up with that mischievous spark as she adjusted the pearls so they pressed gently along her pussy, the largest one sitting right over her clit. 'You're evil,' she laughed, but the way her cheeks flushed told me she was already intrigued. We decided to test it out on a walk through the park nearby nothing too crowded, just a leisurely stroll to see how far we could push each other.

We stepped out hand in hand, the warm breeze brushing against our skin as we hit the path lined with tall trees. She wore a light sundress that swayed with her hips. I could tell from the start that the pearls were doing their job; her steps were a bit shorter, more deliberate, like she was trying to control the friction. 'Something bothering you?' I whispered, leaning clos... continue reading

It's weird. I'm a professional, I am in a healthy relationship. I am where I'd thought I'd be but when I look at my friends, they are now getting married, getting engaged, having kids. I am not ready for that yet and luckily my boyfriend isn't either. We are long distance now and have recently started to open up our relationship again.

I was asked to be a bridesmaid for one of my friend's weddings. My boyfriend couldn't make it so I flew solo. It meant a very very hectic and stressful day for all of us but I'd do anything for her so I was very happy to do it. But by the time it was the ceremony, I was exhausted. I was helping manage guests and to keep track of who was coming in when I saw an old friend from university show up. There was never a spark between us just to be clear but I don't know if it was the magic of weddings and my exhaustion but when we made eye contact, something triggered. He was attractive, dressed really well and we had a very brief but flirty encounter. It was... continue reading

I know the other women at church like my husband.

I see them. The way they hold his gaze a beat too long. The way they find reasons to touch his arm when they talk. The way they laugh at things that aren't that funny. And I'm not a bit jealous. I married him. I get to take him home.

But Marcy is different.

Marcy practically drips. Slides right off the pew, she gets so wet.

She never wears a bra. She might not think she needs to, those tiny breasts barely making a shadow under her blouse, but wow. Her nipples are hard to miss. Little points pressing through cotton, through linen, through everything. And whenever Mark enters a room she just kind of... stops talking. Mid-sentence sometimes. Her eyes drift off and narrow as she focuses on him. Tracks him like a lab tracks a rabbit.

She's always laughing at his jokes. Always finding excuses to touch his arms. Her husband Darryl doesn't seem to notice, or maybe he's just decided not to.

I think it's kind of cute. I trust Mark. And Marc... continue reading

My girlfriend (F24 at the time) and I (M24 ATT) were crashing at her parents' place for a week while contractors tore up our apartment. Her folks are super nice, but they're always around . Cooking, chatting, watching TV, so privacy was basically zero. We hadn't fucked in days, and the tension was killing us. Every brush against each other in the hallway, every stolen kiss when no one was looking, just made it worse. We were both walking around half-hard/half-wet, whispering dirty shit under our breath like "I need your cock tonight" or "I'm gonna suck you dry the second we get a chance."

After dinner one evening, we were all just hanging out at the kitchen table, bullshitting about nothing. Her parents announced they were heading to the basement to watch some show, their footsteps echoed down the stairs, then faded out. No sound came back up. The house was quiet except for the low hum of the TV downstairs.

My girlfriend looked at me with that devilish grin she gets when she's feelin... continue reading

When I was still living in my previous apartment, a new neighbor moved into the building across from mine. Her windows were directly opposite my bedroom. We never met in person, never even spoke.

One night, while getting ready for bed, I noticed her curtains were still open. The light in her room was dimmed but still on. At first, I tried not to stare, but then she started to change. Slowly.

She took her time, stretching and moving around the room. I stood there longer than I should have. When she finally glanced toward my window, our eyes met. She didn’t rush to close the curtains. She simply smiled and kept going.

After that, it started happening more often. Late nights. Curtains open. Long, deliberate movements. Sometimes she wore pantyhose; sometimes she just sat completely naked. And every time, she made sure to look toward my bedroom, catching me watching. It stopped feeling accidental.

One night, she didn’t change right away. She sat on the edge of her bed instead, legs cros... continue reading

Some time ago, I had to stay at a hotel while working abroad. It was quite nice, with great views of the mountains. I love swimming, and when it turned out there were several pools, I was excited to give them a try.

One day, I was working late and came back close to midnight. I wasn’t that tired yet, so I decided to check out the pools. I took my bag and headed there. The whole area was divided into a few sections. At first, I spent some time doing my regular swimming, and when I was finished, I wanted to check out the hot tub area.

As I approached it, I saw a gorgeous girl, maybe in her 20s. She saw me as well and smiled. When I got closer, she swiftly got out of the pool. I stood there speechless, mostly due to the fact that she was completely naked.

She saw my confusion and laughed, saying she preferred it that way and asked if it bothered me. I said it was okay, and we talked for a while while sitting in the hot tub. We caught a vibe quickly and started to fool around. She began... continue reading

All characters are adults.

It’s a hard and fast rule. Don’t shit where you eat. Don’t fuck where you work. For one fall in my early twenties, I worked at a sports bar in town. Huge place, the kind that feels louder than it should, packed with televisions, regulars, and a rotating cast of colorful characters. One of them was Maya.

Maya is 5’1” and absolutely impossible to miss, all confidence and presence compressed into a compact frame. Her mocha toned skin glows against her short black hair, and her golden eyes are stunning, the kind that lock on and don’t let go once they find you. She has a big, generous body, full breasts, a pronounced, attention grabbing ass, giving her a bold, head turning silhouette. She’s the kind of 10 out of 10 beauty that doesn’t need to try because the effortlessness is part of the appeal. Loud in the best way, quick with jokes and trash talk, she radiates strong one of the boys energy while still flirting shamelessly, even when it’s clearly a little one... continue reading

Back when I was in college, I worked on DoorDash sometimes to make extra money. I usually wore leggings and a cute top.

Well, this one particular Friday night, I was wearing black leggings with this yellow crop top. I didn’t wear a bra because I simply wasn’t feeling. I wear one almost all of the time because my heavy tits need the support, but sometimes, these girls just need the freedom.

I start accepting and delivering orders. The night is going normal. I get the usual amount of glances at my chest. Pretty standard. I always get attention like that even if I’m not wearing anything particularly revealing. I’m simply too busty to hide.

A few hours in, still before sunset, it starts pouring while I’m in a restaurant waiting for an order. Great. I didn’t bring my rain jacket. I usually check the weather and bring it if it might rain but I forgot this time. The food is ready, I run it to my car. I’m all wet and cold. I turn off the AC and just hope it stops raining by the time I get t... continue reading

During a GNO we played this sexy card game with a bunch of us girls and some guy friends we know. Everyone was single and almost everyone hooked up by the end of the night.

I pulled a card that said I had to show the last selfie I took on my phone, of fucking course right? It was from the night before and I was over at my FWB’s house after the gym.

With his cock in my mouth.

I said no chance that I was going to show that and I was getting yelled at from all angles, this was the first time of the night someone refused to do what the card said.

“YOU HAVE TO SHOW US!”

“RULES ARE RULES!”

“DON’T BE A LITTLE BITCH TARIN!”

*It’s bad you guys, like super bad!*

“SHOW US! SHOW US! SHOW US!”

*It’s with someone else so I have to text them if it’s ok to show.*

“BOOOOOOO”

“WE’RE NOT STARTING UP UNTIL HE TEXTS YOU”

I messaged Alphonso who I’ve been fucking for a couple months, we met at a boxing gym my bestie and I started going to. I honestly didn’t know how he was going to react, w... continue reading

Around May of 2022, I was 27 years old and finishing up my master's degree. The last thing I needed to do was complete my thesis, present it, defend it, and graduate. It was a long and grueling process but one I'm extremely proud of to this day. In the final weeks of writing my paper, I didn't really have the time to have any sort of social life. I went to work during the day and worked on my paper in the evening, that was it.

At the time, I was sort-of-friends-with-benefits-more-like-dating a girl named Vicky. If you've read my stories, you might remember her as the girl who was a student in a class I was teaching that I matched with on Tinder and hooked up with during finals week. She was now 21, her blonde highlights were gone and she was now back to her natural brunette, she had a track-and-field runner's body, tanned, thin, probably 5'7", average-sized tits, a big ass on shapely hips, and long fit legs. When we met, it was her first semester of college and my first semester of m... continue reading

I used to live in a small town in my early 20s where everyone knew each other. I mean, it's nice to have known my friends since childhood and stay close to them as adults. We're a group of five: Guilherme and Letícia (whom I dated during high school) are siblings, and there are Erica, Eduardo, and me. We usually plan group short trips to the neighboring towns (where all the fun actually happened) to split the gas money, and this time was no different. There was a small rock festival going on, and we planned to go there together, but a small problem came up at the last minute: Guilherme has now found a girlfriend, and, of course, she's going with us.

I don't blame him for wanting her to sit in the front seat; anything goes at the beginning of a relationship. The only problem now was sharing the remaining three seats between the four of us. Since it was a quick trip, someone would sit on someone else's lap, and that was it. Since Letícia and I are the smallest couple, we agreed on this... continue reading

One time when I was out with my friends, most of them were girls. After a night in the club, we were a little tipsy and decided to head back home. One of my friends hadn’t drunk that night and offered us a ride. We all agreed, but when we took our seats, it turned out we were one short.

So one of my friends asked if she could sit on my lap. Of course, I agreed. At first, everything was normal—we were talking and laughing. But as we drove, I felt her start to gently grind against me. At first, I thought she was just adjusting how she sat.

After a moment, I started to get hard, and then I saw that look in her eyes. She knew. As the ride continued, she slowly rubbed against my hard cock. To make things worse, she was wearing a mini skirt that day, so I could feel her wet panties. Every once in a while, she discreetly grazed it with her finger.

After about twenty minutes, I couldn’t take it anymore. I tried to resist, but I couldn’t. I came so hard. She definitely saw and felt it, but fort... continue reading

Okay so i'm a bit of a party girl and everyone who knows me will tell you that I tend to get a bit carried away and have no shame in showing off my sluttyness in front of everyone. I have done quite a few things that push the boundaries of what is considered acceptable but last night I took things to a new level.

I went to a party at this hotel room with a bunch of people from my school and the drinks were flowing and everyone was getting stoned. It was a pretty small crowd maybe 10 or 12 people and after everyone was all lubricated from the drinks we decided to play a game of truth or dare. There was one guy who I had a crush on and pretty much everyone who was there knew about it so they lowkey set us up I think ahah.

It was a pretty standard game at the beginning but I think the whole group was feeling pretty horny cause things kept getting more and more explicit. I literally made out with three different guys and two different girls in front of everyone, and that was just the sta... continue reading