I have been with my wife since we were kids. So I'm very close to her family. She has 2 younger sisters, and they talk all the time. About everything, I mean like everything. One night they were out drinking together and when I picked her up from the bar she was telling me how her sister's husband just got into bondage and they spent they tax returns on a crap ton of specialized toys... So yeah they were super open about that kinda stuff. While we weren't into bondage, my wife is not without her kinks. She gets off on fooling around in dangerous situation. Like sex in public places and stuff. She loves the thrill of maybe being caught. Well one day her sister calls up on a video call and she said she had to run to the bathroom and asks if I could grab it. So I'm talking to the sister while we wait for her, when my wife come out of the bathroom signaling that I shouldn't say anything. She walks over to the chair in front of me and lifts her sundress to show me she isn't wearing
I’m on a business trip. Been so horny all week long. Decided to visit a local massage parlor that is open for negotiations. I arrived and there were 3 “therapists” to choose from. But I liked the receptionist better so I ask if she’s available. She’s Asian, petite and quite cute. She said yes but there will be extra since she’s not “working”. I said I didn’t mind. I paid the fee and she led to a room. She asked me to strip and left the room. I did as she asked but put a tower around my junk. I was already nursing a semi by then. She came back into the room and stripped and said, “You’re not here for a massage, are you?” I said, she’s right. She asked how much can you pay, and I low balled her. When we agreed on a price she pulled my boxer down and immediately step back, “omfg, you’re an anaconda!” I was pleased with her compliment. I always thought I was above average but this was really boosting my ego. I didn’t think I was that big. I suspected she said that to any guy she fuc
A quick little post here! I finally had the house all to myself for the first time since having my baby. I draw myself a bubble bath, breast pump and put on a little bath robe. It’s an incredibly hot day and it’s a million degrees inside so I grab my womanizer and head outside. It’s sunny but I can feel the wind in all the right places. My yard is fairly isolated, there is only one house with a view from their second floor. It’s the middle of the day in the middle of the week and there is no car in the driveway, I am all by myself for sure. I lay down in my lounge chair, spread my legs and gently tease myself with the edge of my toy. I haven’t cum in over a month, I am soaking wet already. I slowly put it in and start it on the lowest level. It doesn’t take long before I am moaning harder and harder, but I am holding my orgasm in… I look down and my breast are leaking, it usually annoys the shit out of me, but at that point I dont care. I open up my robe exposing my massive milky fil
Once upon a time I met a girl on a dating app. Tale as old as time, right? I was smitten right from the get-go and also incredibly surprised when she matched with me. My surprise turned to confusion when she agreed to grab drinks. I’m not selling myself short – these stories wouldn’t happen if I didn’t have some level of confidence – but Carly was, to put it bluntly, out of my league. Blonde, blue-eyed, with a killer rack and an amazing smile that lit up the room. She had a thing for sundresses and sneakers and red lipsticks. S*he liked puns.* We went on two dates and made out just a little bit before she called it off, saying that she didn’t feel a spark. *It wasn’t meant to be, I thought.* Until a few months later, she texted me. At midnight. “I think there might be a reason why I’m still thinking about you,” her text read. By this point I just wanted to swing for the fences. “Want me to come over now and we’ll talk about it?” She replied with her address. At midnight. I raced
- How do you hear it? - a soft voice penetrated through the headphones into his ears, as if spreading through the veins, forcing his entire body to shake for a moment. "V-okay," he replied awkwardly. He coughed into the microphone, feeling his throat dry. His name was Vitaly. Nolenz - that was her quirky nickname, no doubt dating back to classical Latinisms - was one of the many girls or even women blogging on a curious resource that Vitaly had recently discovered for himself. This resource concentrated mainly on literature, although partly paid attention even to such strange areas of human activity as alchemy and jurisprudence. Vitaly didn't know exactly which age category to attribute her to, just as he didn't know which age category to attribute himself to. But a strict business creature in a gray jacket with short black hair, looking at him from an avatar, I wanted to call it nothing more than a “girl”. He had been communicating with her virtually for a long time, altho
With the good weather, I noticed I was getting a bit of a farmer's tan. My garden was semi-secluded, so I thought I'd just sunbathe naked for an all over tan. My neighbours husband works and their kids go to summer camps. I've minded their dog for them when they go on holiday so I know them well enough. The thing is, the wife saw me about a week ago. Harmless enough, she shouted over the small wall to comment on the good weather we were having. I was talking from my sun lounger and she would have seen every part of me, but it was a casual conversation. I jokingly ended with a comment that she should strip too and she said she'd have to if the hot weather kept up. The next day she was out topless. As I was walking to the sun lounger, I noticed and thought I'd be brave and shout over. She got up and came to talk to me, we were just separated by the wall. Her tits are amazing and she must have moisturised them with oil or suncream because they were glistening. I started to get a semi
I did something risky last weekend when I stayed at my friends house. So, I'm an extremely hypersexual and the best way to explain and summarize is that I basically NEED to have sexual stimulation more often than most people. It can be quite overwhelming because I'll be out in public and need to use a restroom or changing room in order to go play with myself real quick. In the past I've stayed at friends houses and had to sneak off into their bathroom for a quickie. Holding a job has always been a struggle since I'll need to run off to my car to get a quick fix. Anyways..... Since I was planning on spending the night at my friends house I made sure I packed a dildo. I did wear a butt plug which kept me pretty satisfied throughout the night while we hung out. I was pretty tired by the end of the night and passed out as soon as I was in the guest bedroom. Fast forward to the next morning. I woke up from an absolutely intense sex dream. I was absolutely s
My husband and I have been together for 7 years. We started dating in our late 20s and had our first child two and a half years ago and another child in January of this year. In preparation for the thousands of videos and pictures we would be taking of our first child, my husband and I decided to create a shared Amazon photos account where we could link our phones and backup all of our old photos from hard drives. Over the course of a week we had been dragging and dropping old files and then spending time in the evenings cleaning and organizing files… like duplicates, blurry photos or screenshots. So one evening while I am going through the photos app with my husband next to me playing video games, I open a non descriptive video clip and when it came on screen, it was me in my old apartment on top of my boyfriend at the time… naked! I quickly closed the file and Amazon photos, but my quick reaction caught the attention of my husband and he saw just a flash of a naked body on my
I’d had a long day working and wanted nothing more than to get changed have a bath and chill out with a few beers. It was Friday and I had really needed to chillout. I pulled up to the house and noticed Karen’s mams car was parked next to hers. This wasn’t expected, nor was I in a position to entertain but I parked the car, switched off the engine and readied myself. I never had anything against Susan, my MIL, but she never truly accepted me as her daughters other half. At least that’s how it seemed, all my effort of trying to be nice and accommodating had resulted in no movement from her end. When I say her end she had recently divorced from her second husband and moved onto a boyfriend called Bryan. Karen’s father had passed away years ago and Susan remarried. Well now she was on her own again, maybe she has a problem with men? I walked in the door and I was greeted with my wife and MIL, a bottle into discussing something, it was a heated chat and they were both very matter of fac
Part - 2 Kaitlyn blushed a bit as her fingers fiddled around with some strings hanging from her bikini, “Kinda” she smirked nervously, “Would that be weird?!?!”. I couldn’t contain my excitement and stood up, quickly undoing my swim shorts and pulled them down with one swift yank. My cock sprung free as my shorts slid down past it and it slapped up against my stomach making an audible thud. Bouncing a bit after, but quickly standing firm and throbbing. “Fuck no it isn’t weird!” I said with a chuckle feeling fully empowered, knowing she wanted to see it. Kaitlyn smiled big “Holy fuck! Your dick is massive!” and her eyes got big and wide as she stared at my throbbing dick. “Can I touch it?” she asked… her eyes never leaving my cock. “You literally never have to ask that question…” I chuckled feeling confident knowing she likes it. “you can touch it anytime you want!” I smirked. “mmm” she let out a light moan as she reached over and began to let her hand naturally explore m
Once upon a time, on my 21st year, I went out in Vegas to visit a friend who had relocated there. At this point in my life, I was a moderate to heavy drinker, typical nerdy shy-guy with minimal sexual experience. I only had a few "not serious" girlfriends. Making out, bad blowjobs, and what have you. So the prospect of going to one of the top 5 strip clubs in Las Vegas, with beautiful women, was daunting. Coming from a TEENY TINY town in the midwest, the siting of a beautiful woman was rare, and often met with skepticism by your peers. My friend and I had dressed well, as is customary for a "night out on the town", black slacks, suit jacket, decent button up shirt. And there had to have been a little magic in my outfit since we won a few hundred bucks at blackjack following basic strategy. After we cashed out our chips, my semi-local friend suggested we hit up one of the top strip clubs in Vegas. He asked if I had a preference. I suggested full nude, and NOT that far away from where
So a good guy friend I’ve known since high school is getting married. One night I get a text from the best man in the wedding party and he asks me to call him. So I do and he proceeded to ask me if I would be the “entertainment” for the guys for the bachelor party. In full disclosure I did used to be a striper so it’s not totally out of the question. But it just kinda shocked me that I would be asked. To be honest I kinda wanna do it and the extra would be fantastic but I don’t know who to talk to about this…I know it’s a good gig but with people I know? I don’t know if I should take it or not. I know it’s going to involve a lot of sex and hopefully a gangbang, but am I realy ready for this?
I was standing in a dark lane three steps from Nevsky. Legs in thin pantyhose are stiff, the wind is blowing so hard that it seems to fly under a short skirt in the very crevice. Even the nipples on my rather big chest under a warm jacket hardened to the point of pain. "Well, when will he arrive?" I'm starting to get angry from the cold and withdrawal - the second day without a dose. Random thoughts take me back to that first day we met a year ago. I am 23 years old, just graduated from the university, a short, thin girl, a promising young manager in a bank, despite the fact that I am a natural blonde, I have languid, brown, almost black eyes. Grandma always said they were fucking, and I just laughed in response. On that day, I was asked to replace the girl in the credit department and I accepted applications. He came in at the end of the working day. Handsome, tanned, with a perfect smile, and headed straight for me. He was dressed simply - jeans and a T-shirt, but on his hand was an
My teammate’s boyfriend was also my ex-fling. We’d hooked up for a few months before he ever met her, late nights, no labels, the kind of arrangement that lived in texts and dorm rooms and the back of his car. He was rough in a way I liked too much. He had a thick cock that he knew how to use and a mouth that made me scream and beg for mercy every time we were alone. When they started dating, I told myself it was fine; we were done. I could be normal about it; it’s like we had never slept together at all. At parties I played nice; I’d smile when she brought him over. I’d laugh like it was part of the script in a movie. I’d pretend my stomach didn’t tighten every time his eyes found mine across a room. We got good at the act of pretending like he hadn’t bent me over and filled me with cum on more than one occasion. Underneath our facade, the truth wasn’t so great. His jaw flexed when I showed up in something short, and my pulse spiked when he stood close enough that I could smell his
I'd been home for three weeks, and I was losing my goddamn mind. Not because of the small-town boredom that crept into my bones every time I visited. Not because my mom kept asking about my grades, her eyes filled with that hopeful, expectant look that made me want to scream. It was him. It was always him. Liam walked through the kitchen in nothing but gray sweatpants, his hair still wet from the shower, and I forgot how to breathe. Water droplets trailed down his chest, catching in the light dusting of hair that led from his navel down into that elastic waistband. He didn't even look at me as he reached for the coffee pot, his back muscles shifting with the movement. "Morning, squirt." Squirt. I was nineteen years old. I had a C-cup and an ass that made guys on campus walk into doors, their eyes practically glued to me as I passed. But to him, I was still the annoying little stepsister who showed up two years ago with too much luggage and too many questions about everything. "Mo
The house was empty except for me. I could still smell myself on the air: that gym-shirt musk that takes about two hours to fully die off. My shirt had dried only halfway, clinging under the arms, the cotton stuck to my back. The wedding ring on my finger bit in whenever I made a tight fist, which was still often. My wife Laura was on the late shift, again. Second time this week. Now I was on the couch, a rolling dumbbell at my feet, scrolling the last three months of my phone’s photo album. If you judged our marriage by the photos, it was dying. Laura’s gym selfies dried up; my own took over, and Emily had started cropping us both out. I could have texted Emily, but she had said she’d be home by five, which in college time meant “seven, probably.” It was almost six when the front door opened and the voices hit at once: my daughter’s, too loud for the small entry, and another girl’s, pitched lower but with the same no-fucks energy. Emily came in first, her hair up, her tennis skirt
In my 20's, I was in the millitary and stationed in Japan. One weekend, me and my friends went to the clubs in Tokyo. I ended up taking a Japanese girl back to my hotel after drinking and dancing with her all night. She was cute as hell. Short, barely over 5ft, long hair, slim with a nice little bubble butt. We made out in the taxi on the way. I slipped my hand up her skirt. Could feel how wet she was. When we got to my room we undressed. I'm a big guy (6'4"), and I've got kind of a big dick too... Above average length and I'm pretty thick. I saw her reaction. A mix of being turned on and a little nervous. She laid on the bed and spread her legs. Her pussy was so nice. Perfect looking. Shaved too, which isn't the norm for Japanese girls. It was a tight fit. Her being soaking wet didn't help much. Like I said she was tiny. She bit her lip and moaned as I worked my way into her slowly. I'd put a little in, pull out, then put a little more in. I could feel every part of her. Event
Part 1 All the people involved were 18. This is a 100% true story. In high school I was a smaller nerdy guy who didn’t get my growth spurt till the summer before my senior year. By then I had grown to 6’3” and some muscle. Our church had its yearly high school youth trip to a beach house on a lake with 30 teens and 6 chaperones. Us seniors got in our van which was half guys and girls. I had grown up in this group and we all knew each other well and had fun together. Well now I was getting a lot more attention from the girls. Kim, Becky and Monica were talking me up and I felt like a piece of meat the way they looked at me. So far my experience sexually was limited to one encounter. The church vans got to the beach house and one of the chaperones said all kids set up your beds in the basement in your groups. We went down to the basement, which was a huge room filled with 40 mattresses on the floor. Us seniors grabbed the far corner and set our sleeping bags. As I w
hey everyone i need to get this off my chest because its been replaying in my head nonstop since it happened. real story **TLDR: this is about my close friend who broke his right arm pretty badly. his hand was stuck in a heavy cast and he was complaining nonstop about how frustrating everything was especially taking care of himself.** **I ended up helping him out as friends and jerking him off hahahah** \---- one night we were hanging out at his place just watching movies and he looked super tense. he finally admitted he hadnt cum in over a week because jerking off with his left hand felt awkward and the cast made it impossible to get comfortable. i felt bad for him and one thing led to another and i offered to help him out. at first he laughed it off thinking i was joking but when i stayed serious and told him it was no big deal between friends he got quiet. i could see the bulge already forming in his shorts just from the conversation. i sat closer on the couch and reached over
In my first job out of college I was noticeably bummed down when my extremely hot GF dumped me for another guy. The "office mom" tried to make me feel better by bringing me cookies, brownies and other treats. Talking with her also made me feel listened and that helped a lot. She was the tipical curvy mature lady with a phat ass, big tits and a tummy. Her silver hair nicely accentuated her deep blue eyes, but I never really saw her in a sexual way, I was VERY wrong!This lady was the sex goddess that would cure my lull in a way I never imagined. She invited me to her place for dinner but never told me she was an experienced swinger who recently got divorced and was aching for a younger cock. Dinner wasn't even started when my dick was already deep in her throat and her large tits with magnificent pink ghost nipples where freely bouncing. I have only seen such a perfect technique in porn movies, she practically squeezed and vacuumed the cum out of my balls. There was no down tim