This one happened a while back I was meeting a female friend of mine at a bar. She was there with 2 friends she had from work. They were a gay couple, both women in their early - mid twenties (nearly 10 years younger than me at the time) I'm going to just refer to them as Mary and Beth for this story (not their real names at all lol). Beth was definitely more girly and dressed like any other girl at the bar, 5'2" petite and a passingly pretty face. Mary dressed more tomboyish, she wore a lot of basketball jerseys and baggy tshirts. Usually wore baggy jeans or sweatpants with skater shoes. She had short curly hair she kept tucked under a hat. She and I actually hit it off immediately. We were playing pool together and talking about video games we were both into. She was a lot of fun to hang out with I became friends with both of them and we exchanged numbers/socials and I started hanging out with them alone occasionally (mostly Mary) and we would game a lot and even started working
I was in college and had met a girl on tinder. We talked for a couple weeks or so and ended up meeting out at a bar one night (both of us 21). Her dorm roommate was there as well. We got some drinks, played some pool, had an overall good time. Things started to wind down and the girl I was with (Hannah) and I were going to walk back to her dorm room. Her roommate said she was gonna go by another friend’s apartment for a while. We get back to her dorm room and we’re laying on her bed watching a movie. It’s a standard small dorm room with her bed on one side of the room and her roommates bed on the other side. After some of the movie, bodies get closer, hands start wondering, and clothes start hitting the floor. After some foreplay we begin having sex. First in missionary, then to doggy. I’m not sure if it was the sound of the movie, our buzzed state, or just locked in the moment of sex, but neither of us heard the door open. Sarah - “Oh shit I’m so sorry” She was already a step or
People act like sucking your friend's cock is some huge life-altering event and I'm over here like... it's really not lol. I've always been the sexually open one in every friend group. Guys will be stressed or venting or making half-jokes about needing to get laid and I'll just say "want me to help with that?" and the look on their face every single time is priceless. Mouth open, brain buffering, ears turning red. Then I'm on my knees and five minutes later everyone's happier and we go back to whatever we were doing :) The one that lives in my head rent free is Bastian. He's in my DnD group. 21, never kissed a girl, never been touched by one. Tall and skinny with big brown eyes behind thick frames, same three band tees on rotation, hands shake when he talks to women he doesn't know. Sweetest person I've ever met but zero game and too anxious to even download a dating app. He'd been having the worst month. Failed a certification exam he'd studied all summer for, car got towed, cat wa
Some context here..I’m 20 and I’ve developed some hip issues mostly from hockey. I decided to look online for a massage therapist, and found this older licensed lady that had really good pricing and long massages. Her website seemed pretty normal, nothing odd, and she has hundreds of great Google reviews from men and women. I called her and got lucky she had an appointment available the next day. This is the first massage I’ve ever had, and I’m feeling nervous for some reason. She went over a few things with me, and told me to undress and lay face up under the sheet. Being my first massage..I’m assuming I keep my underwear on. She comes in and starts with my head and shoulders, upper front body. She was even getting like inside my ears and armpits, my pecs, and then I was a little startled when she moved down to my stomach. She was doing long strokes from my chest down to my pubic region and there was times she bumped into my dick in my underwear. Which is when she noticed I
When I saw porn and started watching some for the first time I noticed my clit and labia were way bigger than most girls in those video. My clit is about 2inch long and I have pretty much of a petite body with small breast. I’m doing combat sport + climbing whenever I can, so my body is also pretty fit. I would sometimes joke with my boyfriend, telling him my boobs are bigger than his (he is muscly+ big height difference, so i believe my boobs are actually barely bigger than his muscles). And I would also tell him that I have a bigger dick, not really talking about my clit but just an imaginary dick that’d be bigger than his. With all that we would sometimes play and act like I’m actually a boy without meaning anything sexual. I believe we just have fun messing with the “rules” or stereotypes about gender. Also I enjoy being a girl and I identify as a girl and he is straight(just to clarify). One night we were both half naked, only wearing underwear. I told him my chest mu
I met a girl on some chat site years ago, and we chatted for a while before ever deciding to meet up. I was 22M, she was 18F. We’d exchanged plenty of dirty pics of ourselves before ever meeting up, and we’d talked about potentially hooking up, but it was mostly just fun and hanging out once we met up. So this girl (let’s call her Stephanie) always brought her friend (also 18F) with her when she came to hang with me and my friends. Stephanie was a little overweight and kind of cute. Her friend Ashley was not as cute, but she had an absolutely smashing body. Not thin, but thinner than Stephanie, and she still had some nice curves, a great ass, and the most magnificent set of tits. Ashley and I kind of hit it off pretty well and we’d flirt a lot and there was definitely some sexual energy. I feel bad now looking back because Stephanie obviously was interested and I just kind of moved onto the hotter friend. But we all hung out together pretty often and had a good time. One night we
Okay so this is going to sound insane to most people but to us it's literally just normal life at this point lol. So I live in a triple. One room, three beds, three girls. Me, Yara, and Delilah. When we first moved in we tried SO hard to be respectful about it. Like waiting until the other two were in class or showering or whatever to get ourselves off. But this is college and our schedules overlap constantly and the room is TINY and eventually we all just kept walking in on each other. The first time I walked in on Yara she had her hand down her shorts watching something on her phone with her earbuds in and she didn't hear the door and I stood there for a solid three seconds before she noticed and yanked her hand out so fast she almost dislocated her shoulder lmaoo. She was mortified. I told her I didn't care and that I'd literally been doing the same thing twenty minutes ago in the shower. After the third or fourth time it happened to all of us we just had the conversation. Yara w
Another update to the ongoing escapade between myself, my wife, and her friend! This previous Friday, my wife went out of town for the weekend for one of her friend’s bachelorette party. I came home from work like usual and went about my routine. I message my wife to see if she landed safely, and she had. I let her be as she was gearing up to go out with her group of friends. That evening, Danielle had messaged me asking how I was. I responded and we chatted a bit. She asked how I was doing with my wife out of town, I’m gathering my wife had told her she would be out of town. I stated that I’ve been managing and she started to flirt a bit more. She stated that she was in the bath and sent a photo of herself covered up by the bubbles. My cock couldn’t resist and a started to get firm. I asked her if she was pampering herself from a hard days work and she said she was. She sent another photo with her fingers slipping between her legs. At this point, I pulled my cock out and stroked myse
I used to be SO embarrassed about this and now I'm sitting here typing it out with one hand between my legs so I think the embarrassment phase is over lol Quick backstory that matters: I was going through a rough patch and my best friend and her boyfriend let me stay at their apartment for a while. They gave me the spare room and didn't charge me anything and were amazing about the whole thing and I love them both for it :) What I did not anticipate was how OPENLY they fuck. Like I knew they had sex obviously but I did not know that "their apartment" meant "their sex was happening in every room at all times with doors open and zero concern about volume." The first week I was there I heard her cum through the wall so loud I thought she was being murdered. I walked out of my room and their bedroom door was open and I could see his ass in the mirror going to town and I just turned around and went back to bed and laid there listening and getting wet and feeling complicated about it. It
A comment on a recent post I made reminded me of this one. This happened when I was about 21, so it's been quite a few years I lived in a crummy apartment with my roommate. I worked afternoons and he worked the graveyard shift so I was home alone a lot. I had 2 female friends that I knew from highschool that would come bug me all the time and show up and try to get me to come out with them One of them kind of had a thing with me in school but we never had sex or anything, the other was into me but I wasn't really into her at all One night I had just gotten home from work, it was about 11 and they showed up. They kept telling me they were bored and wanted me to go out and play pool with them and get some drinks. I kept telling them I had beer in the fridge and didn't feel like going out. One of them (the one I had formerly had a thing with) said "come on, I'll suck your dick". I laughed a little and said "you would anyway, are you even any good at it?". She told me she'd never get go
There is this guy I have been hooking up with for about two weeks. His name is Reed. He has a girlfriend. I know that because he told me the first night when we were already in my bed and his hand was already between my legs and I said "I don't care" and I meant it. He tells her he is at the gym. Every time. He shows up at my apartment in basketball shorts and a hoodie with a gym bag in his car and he fucks me and then he goes home and showers and tells her he had a good workout. I find this very funny honestly. Reed is tall. Six three. Big arms. Big hands. The kind of body that makes you want to climb all over it. He fucks like he's running out of time which I guess technically he is. I guess he has only an hour. Maybe ninety minutes if she is not paying attention. So he gets to my apartment and we skip the small talk and he picks me up and carries me to my bed or my couch or once just the hallway wall and he fucks me until we are both done and then he leaves. Last night tho someth
This happened a month ago. We’d just finished a long hike and ended up at a mutual friend’s house for dinner and drinks. Everyone was relaxed, a little sun-tired, and the wine was flowing. At some point Chris casually mentioned that his wife hasn’t given him a blowjob in four or five years. He said it’s his absolute favorite thing, but she finds it gross and likes the control of denying him. I felt my face heat up. Chris is honestly really handsome, and I’m a complete blowjob slut. The thought of him going that long without one made my mouth water. Fast forward, When he went inside for more beer, I made an excuse and followed him. I found him in the kitchen, cornered him against the counter, and without a word started rubbing the front of his jeans. He got hard instantly under my hand. I pulled him into the small storage room just off the kitchen, shut the door, and dropped to my knees on the dusty floor. I yanked his jeans and boxers down, took his thick cock out, and wrapped my li
I did something terrible to someone and then I did something even more questionable to try to fix it and now I can’t stop thinking about him and I don’t know which part of this situation makes me a worse person. So there’s this guy in my study group at school. We used to be fine, not close friends but friendly enough, and then I ruined it. I won’t go into every detail because it makes me look awful (because I was awful) but the short version is we had a fight, I took it too far, I messed up his chances with a girl he was seeing by running my mouth, and I kind of turned the rest of our group against him. He pulled away from everyone and I heard through a mutual friend that he was failing classes and seeing someone for depression and considering leaving the group entirely because of me. That hit me somewhere I wasn’t ready for it to hit. I spent a whole night staring at my ceiling feeling like garbage because I genuinely, wait no not that word, I really truly made someone’s lif
My best friend is a nerd. Full on watches video essays about black holes, gets hyped for board game nights, owns multiple anime hoodies kind of nerd. We've been close since freshman year, completely platonic, never hooked up, never even came close. He's had maybe one girlfriend ever and gets flustered when anyone says the word "blowjob" at a party. It's cute I guess. Quick thing about me. I have great tits. I know that's a weird thing to announce but it's relevant lol. They're big, they sit nice, and multiple people have told me they're "distracting." I bring this up because this man has never seen them and they played a starring role in what happened. Thursday he texts me that he fractured two fingers on his right hand during a basketball game. Splint, painkillers, can't do anything by himself. I drove over, helped him eat, wrapped his splint in plastic so he could shower. Normal stuff. After his shower I heard him call my name from the bathroom. Quiet. Embarrassed. I opened
I need a job that isn't retail because retail makes me want to die so when this sports bar near campus was hiring waitresses I applied. It's one of those places where the girls wear tiny shorts and tight tops and the whole point is guys come in to stare at your tits while they eat wings. You know the type. I figured perfect, I already like attention and I have the body for it. Quick thing about me. I'm kind of the alt girl. Black hair, dark makeup, dark nails, mostly wear black when I'm not in uniform. No tattoos or piercings, just the aesthetic. I've got big tits though, like really big for my frame, and in the uniform top they're basically on a shelf. My manager told me on day one that I'd "do well here" and she was looking directly at my chest when she said it. She was right. I made insane tips. Partly because I'm good at my job but mostly because I learned fast that if I leaned over a little longer clearing plates or "accidentally" brushed a guy's arm while setting his beer d
okay so this story is about one of my kinks that i'm honestly a little bit ashamed of, and i really do try my best not to indulge in it as much as possible. that being said. i am hypersexual, and that legit means i sometimes lose control of myself and do things that i later sometimes end up regretting. i have a cheating kink. not in the way where i want to be cheated on (couldn't happen because i would let my bf/husband fuck whoever they wanted), but in the way where i want to be the other girl. something about it makes me insanely wet and it's kinda fucked up but i just can't help it sometimes. so i was at a bar a few nights ago by myself just drinking and this older guy sat down next to me. he was probably mid forties. we started talking and he was buying me drinks and being really sweet and i noticed he kept fidgeting with his left hand. no ring but there was a tan line. i clocked it immediately. i didn't say anything. i didn't care. honestly it made me more interested. we ended u
So quick thing about me. I'm the office alt girl. Tattoos, dark lipstick, chunky jewelry, band shirts under my blazer when I can get away with it. Big tits that I've stopped pretending to hide because minimizer bras are a scam and life's too short. I know I stick out in a corporate office and I'm fine with it. Most of my coworkers don't know what to do with me. Now there's this guy. Different department. Quiet, glasses, always has his headphones in. The kind of guy who brings his own lunch in a container and eats at his desk reading something on his phone. We've talked maybe a dozen times in the year I've been working here. Morning greetings, small talk in the pantry, one time he helped me fix a formula in excel and his arm brushed mine and I caught him glance down at my chest for half a second before snapping back to the screen and turning red. I thought about that for three days. But I never made a move because he seemed like the type who'd apologize for bumping into a door. Espec
I've been seeing this guy Julian for a while now. "Seeing". I don't even know if that's the right word. We're not dating exactly, but we are something. He's patient with me in a way that no one else has been, and I don't think he knows how much that means to me. I'm a virgin, and i'm pretty committed to waiting until marriage. Religion and all that. So when I say "patient" that is what I mean. He came over on last Saturday afternoon. My roommate was gone for the weekend and I told him that when I texted him and he said "Do you want company?" and I said yes. We sat on my couch and drank some tea and just talked about nothing for a while. His knee was touching mine and I was hyper aware of it the way I'm always hyper aware of any part of him that's touching any part of me. It seriously makes me excited lol. I think i'm just super sensitive. "Can I ask you something?" he said at one point. "Yeah." I said. He went on to tell me about how he had an idea for something we could do to
As this is not the sort of thing achieved without some significant preamble, there is quite a bit of context here. If you wish to skip to the heavy breathing section, feel free to skip to the dotted line below. —————————— I worked for a large multi-national company and during an expansion project I was offered a senior management role which involved moving to Shanghai, China. The role was really well paid, and well beyond my number of years experience. Being young and ambitious I jumped at the opportunity and within a few short weeks I had packed up my life in Australia and had moved to China. My new apartment in Shanghai was huge and had views of the city’s skyline - which, compared to the slow, relaxed lifestyle in Australia was very exciting for me. Australia is a country of 25 million people - and yet this single city had over 25 million people. The city constantly bustled with activities and glowed with activity at night. Being new to the city and having more money than I coul
I didn't tell him. That's the thing. Usually I do. Usually I bring it up early because I have learned the hard way that guys react better when they know upfront than when they find out later. I have had guys flip out on me. Like flip the fuck out. It's not fun. That is why I usually make sure people know as early as possible. But this guy. I honestly don't know why I didn't say anything I think I just got lost in the conversation. I was pretty into it I guess and I just forgot. I know that might sound crazy, but imagine if you had to remember to tell people "by the way i'm a girl" during a random conversation or something. We were at a bar and he was flirting with me hard and I was into it and the conversation moved fast and I just never found the opening. He was tall. Kind of muscular but not in a gym way. More like he actually uses his body for work. He had this confident smile and he kept touching my arm when he talked and I liked it a lot. He bought me a drink and then another