After the life-changing experience I shared with Jane and my wife last weekend, I could barely think straight all week. The images of Jane’s mouth stretched wide around my big cock, my wife nodding with encouragement, were seared into my mind. My life was at a complete standstill. I was terrible at work, distracted at home. I wanted more. My first priority was finding out what my wife had thought about the whole thing. While it’s true that she had initiated proceedings, I wanted to make sure she didn’t have any regrets. I walked into the living room last Monday night. “So, fun weekend huh?” I tentatively offered. My wife smirked at me. “It was,” she replied. “What was your favourite part? The dinner, or?” I laughed. “The dinner, I loved the dinner.” I said. “Did you?” “Of course I loved the dinner, I made it happen!” she laughed. I asked her what were the odds we’d have a dinner like that again sometime. She paused and considered. She stood up and walked across the room to me.
I love getting to know a new sexual partner. Admittedly, I’ll ask curious questions that most girls wouldn’t. I’ll be specific, like here, asking how they usually finish from a blowjob. I’d met a guy called Nathan and his favourite way to cum was to blow a huge load over a pair of tits. Sure, it’s common, but I asked outright if he’d had his cum swallowed. Nathan hadn’t experienced it. I genuinely believed him. I asked the erotic questions that has his cock throbbing, like, “so you don’t know how it feels to have your cum cleanly gulped down, huh? Are you sure?” After some playful banter, I asked him how he thought I finished a guy off. I could tell he didn’t want to mention swallowing. I told him my tits would stay dry, winking. I then asked Nathan outright, “have you been good enough to have your cum swallowed?” I told him, “I don’t make a mess and I certainly don’t spit it out. It’ll be too good to waste.” I remember the look on his face, almost looking to the ceiling like, “
Things hadn't exactly been going well between my boyfriend Alex and I over the last few months. We'd been together for about two years, and had reached a point in our relationship where we were just going through the motions. The dumbest things would start an argument that would evolve into someone getting the silent treatment for hours. The healthy thing to do would've been to realize what was happening and go our separate ways, but instead I went to a party at his house, surrounded by all of his friends and even more alcohol. Alex lived in a house with his older sister, Brianna. She was two years older than us and mostly kept to herself when her brother's friends were around, so I wasn't surprised when she retreated upstairs as the music got louder and the house filled with more people. I don't even know what started it, but at some point Alex and I ended up in a near screaming match in the middle of his kitchen while a group of his friends looked on. The only words I r
I was hanging out with one of my friend’s who for the sake of this story I’ll call Connor. He was getting ready for a date with a girl from Bumble, and she started sending him lewd pictures. I was sitting next to him on the couch as smirking at his phone quickly became side glances as he hid the screen from my view, and attempted to hide an obvious erection. Connor and I have hooked up on and off, but it’s been off recently as he’s looking for something more serious. Maybe it was horrible of me, considering I wasn’t the one who had made his cock hard, but honestly that just made it hotter to me. “She’s letting you know how your night is going to go?” I asked, smirking in his direction before glancing back to what I was doing on my phone. “In. No. Uncertain. Terms.” Connor replied, a stupid grin on his face. It made me wonder if he got the same grin when I had sent him pictures in the past. Selfishly, I hoped he had smiled more at mine. “You gonna need to take care of that before yo
Night Moscow streets, the dim light of lanterns illuminated the road. We were returning home after a good walk. It was drizzling, visibility was very poor and movement was difficult. Something was wrong with the brakes of your car and you paid all your attention only to the road. The trip tired me a little and while waiting for us to appear at home, I dozed off. Finally we arrived at the place and I woke up. With a tired look, you turned off the engine, hugged me and said: - Shall we relax and have a beer? - With great pleasure! Smiling sweetly, I replied. We got out of the car sharply feeling the June dampness and coolness. Holding hands tightly, we went to the store, despite the fatigue, our eyes shone and the smile did not leave our faces. We were interested and well together, we were happy and someone extra would only interfere with us. A quarter of an hour later we were already sitting in the car sipping beer and crunching chips, in the twilight of the night everyone enjoy
I am EUPHORIC right now😭😭😭. If any of you guys have been following my stories on here, you’ll know that I have a mega crush on my roommate. I went into detail on my last post but the gist of it is that we’ve been flirting pretty heavily recently and I fell hard for him. I gave him a blowjob one day after the gym last week and we’ve been sleeping with each other constantly since. We are keeping it a secret from our other roommates (our best friends) so any time we have the house free to ourselves, we fuck. As for the story, last night he asked me out on a date. He took me out to this beautiful fancy restaurant, and I mean it when I say this place was extremely expensive too. But it was so worth it. The food was arguably better than sex, and even better, we had such a good vibe over the course of the night. I loved it. We had each other laughing like crazy over dinner and I just wanted to give him unlimited head for taking me out and treating me. When we were getting ready to l
Part 1. - Oh, it's a wonderful weekend morning. What can be good in it? There are two days ahead and they can be spent together. With these thoughts, I woke up. The sleep just "shown" for me was already enough for me to surrender to you right here and now. This is a fairly rare case in the morning, but even because of it, I did not want to wake you up. You were lying next to me, deep sleep still possessed you. I took my hand out from under the covers and ran it through your hair. You're always so shaggy in the morning. I hugged you and froze. Perhaps, sensing my closeness, you hugged me. Just a few minutes in your arms gave me so much pleasure. I kissed you, your lips very weakly responded to my initiative. It was light outside the window. There was still plenty of time to sleep. My eyes were gradually closing, I was also overcome by sleep... Part 2. The light music of the speaker, which served us as an alarm clock, began to be realized by me. "Well, it's time to get up," I t
I (32 F) recently filed for divorce with my husband of 8 years. Since the divorce, I’ve picked up new hobbies to clear my head. I pose (typically nude) as an art model for one of my hobbies. It may sound weird, but posing nude excites me and makes me feel sexy/ comfortable in my skin. The location I pose at is an hour drive from where I live, lest I see someone I know. The artists are typically women (of various ages) and older men. Recently, a good looking guy (Around my age) joined a session as one of the artists. Before the session, I typically talk to the artists (Clothed) to break the ice and make myself feel more comfortable. We talked and hit it off, similar interests etc. When it was time, I went to the undressing room to undress. For the first time in while, I was nervous, but excited, to be naked in front of a class of people. I stripped and walked out onto the stage. I shyly glanced at him as he stared at my naked body with wide eyes. I performed my poses, thin
Oh my godddd. Adrenaline is still rushing lol. So, ever since we were young I have had the biggest crush ever on my best friend. It’s been going for almost 13 years. We are really really really close with one another and tell each other everything. It’s the type of friendship where everyone is asking “how haven’t we hooked up yet?” if that makes sense. Well today he asked me if I wanted to go for a drive with him. I said sure. The weather here has been extremely good lately (it’s so warm🥵) and I love spending time with him so I was looking forward to it. He came over and picked me up and said I looked sexy when I got in his car. We joke around with each other like this all the time. I done a little pose and said thank you. We went on a mini road trip and I brought a picnic too. We stopped at a park next to a river and ate while we sat next to each other which gave me really romantic vibes. I got him to take some pics of me for the gram and then we got back in the car again.
The feedback on the last 2 stories has been insane so I working on the other parts there is so so much material of the 3 months of this summer. I’m having a blast going through all the memories again so here is the next part! I still couldn’t believe what happened today it was unreal the rest of the day was pretty busy since it there were still guests arriving throughout the day the resort was getting busy and bussier it now felt like a real resort, the emptyness of the last days felt a bit awkward and weird, we now had to get used to the crowdedness of the resort. I helped Isabela out a bit more, and also got to meet some more guests, Sofia and Nina really enjoyed the action I had with Carlos and Daniela, they could see that I was very happy about this. When I walked around the pool there were so many attractive couples, it was hard not to stare at them and they all looked so happy and relaxed and happy, everyone looked amazing. People were chatting with eachother, some people even
Part 4 - Puppet On A String So after that Friday, she got a little break from my harassment. That weekend my father and two younger siblings were around. So there was not much I could do. I still found ways to keep myself entertained. Around the house any time I saw her for a second alone I would cop a quick feel, pinch her ass, give her a little love tap, just to remind her of her predicament. She would whisper to stop, worried that we might get caught, but I was careful. At the dinner table, I made sure to play footsie under the table with her while the rest of the family ate dinner and talked. They were clueless what was going on between us. We shared a few looks at one another from across the table. She looked so vulnerable. Something strange was happening. My stepmother’s initial reaction to being caught in the act and being blackmailed was rage, she was pissed, I could see it in her eyes. And rightfully so. But now there was something different. Something differe
I am pretty open about being a very sexual person so a lot of my friends have asked me if they could have some fun with me. They are all joking or only half serious so I always love the look on their face when I nonchalantly get down on my knees in front of them. A lot of them ask if I think this is awkward or they tell me I don't have to do this if I don't want to, but im not sure why it's such a big deal. I've never had sex with any of my friends, just handjobs and blowjobs and only if they are single. It's just some quick fun and most are kind enough to return the favor. I don't think it's a big deal and I think we could all use some more stress relief and pleasure.
My [M31] first time at an Asian Massage Parlor [FM] Recently I had been having some back pain in my lower back. I do a lot of extra exercising like running and the tower for extra cardio. I was looking for a dry cleaning place following my GPS when I found the place I was looking for was closed. As I was pulling out to go to another place I found on google I seen the “ Asian full body massage “ sign. I thought of how my back had been feeling and thought to myself it couldn’t be a bad idea. I’ve never been to one and wanted to see what the fuss was about. I go inside and a middle aged but cute Asian lady comes out and asks if I want massage. I said yes my back, pointing at my back as I didn’t think she knew too much English. I started to walk to where she was and she points to the atm machine in the lobby. I look at the sign and see that a half hour is like forty bones. I decide to pull sixty out for good measure. I walk back and she says something along the lines, “ all clothe off”
I've got a few close friends and they're all guys, I've pretty much become the cum dump of our friendship group and ngl I love it. It started off with just one at first, he split up with his gf and I comforted him in the best way I knew how (by sucking his dick :P) the second guy I hooked up with while really drunk a few weeks later. It then became known to the third friend what we had all done and he felt left out so I fucked him too haha. It just kind of continued from there, and now im fucking all 3 regularly. They all have different fetishes so sex is always different and exciting. Our group chat has basically become a dirty discussion for who gets a turn on me that night. The sex is amazing and I really get off on being used like a little slut.
After leaving the hotel in the morning, I arrived home, trying not to think about the party. Completely impossible, though, being right back where everything had happened. The house kind of didn't feel like my home, either. It was tainted, sullied by strangers and sex. All the happy memories I had in it had been replaced with filthy flashbacks of what I'd seen that weekend. I went inside, trying to make as little noise as possible. I knew dad would be getting ready for work, and I really didn't want to see him. I didn't want to look him in the eyes; I had this irrational fear that he'd just know exactly what I did. I would have died on the spot. Thankfully, I got changed into my work clothes without running into him, and swiftly left. Work sucked. It dragged, and I wallowed in shame and repulsion the whole day. I was mostly managing to keep everything in the back of my mind, but it didn't stop the emotions from seeping through. I was also dreading the end of the day when I'd have to
I'm Scarlet, and for the last year, I've been doing the dirtiest, most depraved shit that you could ever dream up. Even now, as I'm recalling everything, I still can't believe it's all actually happened. I don't quite know how I feel about it, either. On one hand, I've been having the time of my life, on the other, I'm disgusted at the mere thought of what I've been doing. I'm not exactly a slut, or anything, I've just kind of...wound up this way. When I was really young, my mom left. I still don't really understand why she abandoned us, dad just said that she wasn't happy anymore. It sucked, but I was so young that I didn't really understand what was going on. Growing up, I didn't feel like I was missing out on anything, though. I was perfectly content that it was just me and dad. Don't get me wrong, I struggled with it a little when I grew into my early teens, but that phase didn't last too long. By the time I'd hit 20, it was safe to say that I'd fully accepted and come to terms wi
I came without his permission and he really didn’t like this. So he took off everything I was wearing so I was completely naked, not even socks or shoes or jewelry. Nothing. He then picked my up and carried me outside and locked the door. He said he’d since I like to cum so much I had to stay out there till I came again. Since I had just came it was going to take a bit. I was out there for 30 minutes laying in the grass trying to make myself cum. Anytime a car drove by I would stop fingering myself and hide behind this bush we have out front, which made cumming take a lot longer. Eventually I came, muffled my moan with my hand enough, and ran and knocked on the door. He turned on the porch light, waited like 30 seconds, and then opened the door. 10/10 would recommend
Long story! Just skip down to the --------- for the juicy details. This is the first time I've ever been remotely unfaithful and it is kind of getting out of control. I had to tell someone so REDDIT, here goes nothing! A little background, I work in a small tech-sales office. I've been here for about 2 years and have always had a little crush on the office admin, Emma. She's 27, short, brunette, beautiful eyes and smile, full lips, and the best sense of humor. She's super chill, has a ton of really well done tattoos and the body of a goddess. I'm not kidding. She's a 32DD (I asked) with a flat stomach and perfectly thick ass. She hides it well but WOW her body is unbelievable. We get along super well and have very similar taste in music, movies art, etc... So there is plenty to talk about all day. Here's the kicker though, we are both married. Because of that, I NEVER made an advance. There was always sexual tension between us but we just never even mentioned it...until
In harsh winter time. On a dark, polar night on the Taimyr Peninsula, the whole sky is so low and strewn with stars, it seems that this is one big starry blanket. You, as usual, take the shift from your partner and send him to bed. It takes about an hour and a half. You feel like you are starting to fall asleep, realizing that you need to work, you are trying to overcome yourself and sleep. Suddenly you feel like I'm behind with gentle, warm, feminine hands starting to touch your hair starting from your shoulders and slowly your hands begin to fall on your chest caressing your torso. You can feel the breath and gentle kisses around your neck with the light movements of my lips. Chill runs through the whole body of both. I slowly turn you around to face me and you see that it is I who takes my hand and pulls you towards you, We begin to passionately kiss each other, and our hands chaotically stroke the whole body. I start to unbutton your shirt, then I unbutton the belt, the zipper on
She met him in a bar, where she went because she had nothing to do, she was sad and had nowhere to go from the thoughts that haunted her. It was a muscular handsome man, thoroughbred, like a stallion. His raven-black hair fell in waves over his shoulders. The jaws quivered under the stubble of unshaven cheeks. The white T-shirt only emphasized the tan and beautiful body to the best of pumped up muscles. Blue jeans were tight around the narrow buttocks, emphasizing everything that their owner wanted to highlight. He sat at the bar and occasionally with a bored look, cast a glance at the strip show dancers. Kate sat down beside him and lightly touched the stranger's beautiful, as if chiseled hand. He reluctantly turned his head and cut blue blades of cold eyes, jerked his hand away, showing that he was not interested in her person. This offended the girl, and she accepted the challenge. Defiantly, she turned away from the icy handsome man and started a heart-to-heart conversation with a