When the pandemic first hit, before I moved out of my parents' house, there was a brief period in which my dad's best friend of many years had lost his job and his home. It was incredibly unfortunate and definitely a blow to his morale, so my parents decided it would be alright for him, his wife, and their daughter to move into our spare room temporarily until they could get back on their feet. With this living arrangement, having seven people in a single family home, it suddenly became very easy to accidentally crowd someone's space. It meant sharing everything: TV time, kitchen space, bathroom counter, the works. For someone hypersexual like me, this also meant having very limited windows in which I could masturbate. I know what you're thinking: "Oh, just shut your door and be quiet!" Doesn't work for me. I like to be very vocal when I orgasm, not to mention my vibrator sounds like a damn swarm of bees. Not fun. Nevertheless, I tried to find time. There were several instances i
So about 4 years ago I’d just broke up with my ex gf as she was going to uni (I’m from England). I decided I would go with her and her mam to drop her off at uni as like a final goodbye kind of thing. Anyways we had dropped her off and spent a couple of hours looking around after dropping her off. Her mam decided we’d go back the long way home to pass some time and I was fairly close with her so she was kind of sad it was probably going to be the last time we seen each other. We stopped for a coffee and toilet break at a service station. We hopped back in the car and I told her I was feeling rather sad it was all coming to an end, she rubbed my lap and told me we’ll stay in contact regardless. Her small hands rubbing my lap were making me hard in my pants, my jeans were bulging like mad! I think she noticed but never said anything and just kept on driving. 3 hours into the 5 hour drive home she pulled over to stretch her legs and I noticed she was sorting her top out or rearranging h
Before you head to college, everyone tells you that it's going to be the best four years of your life. They tell you about the wild parties you're going to go to, the life long friends you're going to make, and all of the sex you're 100% guaranteed to have. While all of these things are true in the long run everyone fails to mention one thing: how much it sucks being a freshman guy your first semester. Sure you make friends and have sex, but you're not going to all the parties you dreamed about. Most nights consist of you and your friends drinking beer in your freshman dorm talking about where girls might be and which girls might want to fuck us. We were truly modern philosophers and our logic was sound. If a girl said hi to you in the hallway, she wanted to fuck you. If a girl asked you to buy Svedka for her, she wanted you to fuck her. If you locked eyes with a girl for 2 seconds in the dining hall accidentally and then you sheepishly looked away, she definitely wanted to fuck you.
Back in HS, the group of nerds were bullied a lot, for many things, but they were really good friends with me. One day before midterms start, I asked one of them to help me study and agreed to meet up at his place. I got there and we immediately started studying, about an hour later we stopped to take a break and he confessed to me that he asked another girl out but she said she doesn't date nerds, i think it got to him. I comforted him but I think he received it in a wrong way because he went for a kiss, I backed off and he started apologizing but I thought why not? As he was saying sorry, I kissed him and one thing led to another until i was on top of him on the bed. He was a virgin, I didn't sleep with him in the normal way, but it was more of a sex education kind of thing lol. I taught him how to eat a girl out, and he was really good, considering it was his first time. I taught him some dirty talk and foreplay, and also the fact that when guys moan, it's really hot. Finally, we
My ex husband and I got married young. Probably too young, as we hit some rocky times almost immediately. Of course, we deeply love one another, but there were some foundational issues that ultimately made our marriage suffer. So, bittersweetly, we divorced young, though we still remain very close with each other. I've always been this sexual, flirty, open type of woman. Was completely comfortable in my own skin, and frankly love male attention. Bikini contests and even a brief stint as a stripper paid my college bills. My ex, is more of a quiet reserved type. While we were together, we used to play this game while we were out at a bar. We'd go there, and I would sit by myself, him looking on from a distance. A guy would approach me, and I would flirt with him, chat him up. If we were at a club, I'd dance with him, in a very close, physical, sexual way. My ex, would get off on this, just watching me all over this guy, just watching us. At the end of the night, I
Throwback story :) So i work at a corporate place during the week days and Thursdays are always slow so i bring my vibrator today. I literally was just slowly playing with myself at lunch with what i thought was my door locked. I had my legs up on the desk and everything with my skirt hiked alittle, ( i always take my panties off at work if i plan on fucking myself at work), just railing myself with my vibrator with the chair leaned back with my eyes closed. Im about to RIGHT cum to the point my legs started spazzing and i literally hear keys jiggling in the doorway, I quickly drop down my legs and in the moment i forgot to take my vibrator out on full blast. My assistant walks in and was like "oh i didnt know you were, i just came to drop off this paper work" here and she has no idea I have a vibrator inside me. My desk is high enough you cant see my bottom half but ass is on the seat, but holy fuck when i put my legs down and closed my legs my vibrator hit my g spot. I literally cam
When I was 18, my family took a long weekend trip to California. Growing up having played tennis, we were going to watch the U.S. Davis Cup tennis competition. As a horned up 18 year old, I was more than thrilled when my mother shared the news that her best friend, and our good family friend “Nikki” was going to tag along for the weekend. Nikki was the mother of my good friend and a wonderful woman. But more importantly, incredibly attractive. My summers were generally filled getting to see her almost daily in a small bikini or tennis skirt, which then generally led to many fantasies I’d have of her. She was also incredible hospitable and kind, which at times, came across as flirtatious to me. Which I loved. Nikki and my friends dad had divorced and he was with him that weekend so it was my mom, sister and Nikki making this weekend trip. Our original plan was two hotel rooms; my mom and Nikki in one and my sister and I in another however upon checking in, the hotel surpris
\[oral\] A bunch of girls at a party once convinced their boyfriends to make fun of a man for having a little dick. Later on, I discovered that the man being made fun of had indeed lost his virginity to one of the girls. In any case, the group teases the man until he goes. I followed him outside, told him I was upset about how he was treated, and begged for a ride home. He agreed to accompany me. As soon as we arrived at my house, I invited him to stay if he so desired. He was unsure but decided. I told him that I wanted him to bring me home so I could fuck him. He didn't believe me at all. He could follow me into my room or leave, I informed him as I undressed. We performed the standard things like kissing and feeling each other up when he came into my room. I made sure to bring my "A" game when it came to giving head once I had his pants off. I was curious as to which position he favored, so I aske
This happened back in March, I was laying in bed after a night of having some drinks. I was feeling horny so I decided to head to Snap to try to find someone to have fun with. I was sending pictures back and forth with a previous hook up when suddenly she stopped answering. I was impatient so I went to send her another one when I noticed my mistake. I had accidentally double tapped on my friends' sister when I sent it since she had sent me a Snap earlier in the night while she was at the bar, so a picture of my full dick was now waiting in her inbox. I was mortified. She's a beautiful girl, petite with huge boobs, like DD or bigger big, but I had never really looked at her as anything more than my friends sister. Also, she has never shown any desire toward me, so it wasn't like me making a move this drastic was normal. The icon still showed unopened, so I had time to save face. I texted her a couple of times to call me with no answer. I rang her phone and she picked up. "Hello?" s
So this past weekend I was at a party and super drunk with my bf. There was a girl who for some reason was really attracted to me and I could tell that she wanted to hookup. I could see that my bf was really getting turned on by seeing me and this other girl flirt and when he gets turned on, so do I haha. It kinda encouraged me to try and take things farther and farther with her. Eventually we were just fully making out while hugging him from the front. We ended up taking him into a room and we gave him what must have been the best blowjob of his life, we ended up making out and swapping his cum back and forth it was soooo hot.
Yeah fuck it, this story is about my husband. I’m good at giving head. I know my strengths and, in the same way I know I’m good at chess, I KNOW I give great head. In a world with so many unknowns, this I am sure of. Most men I’ve gone down on have said I’m the best they’ve had, and yes, they mean it. Why am I good at giving head? Practice. I inexplicably thought oral didn’t count when I was younger so I sucked my first boyfriend off A LOT. After that, it just became my favorite thing to do in bed. It’s fun to do something you’re good at. So when I met my husband he said this REALLY weird thing. When we were still in the heavy petting phase he said he didn’t like blowjobs. That’s cool, I get it. It’s not for everyone. However, when I finally pushed him on it, he said it felt kind of degrading. I try to be a good person, but I laughed in his face. “Dude, you don’t have to worry about that with me.” “Why?” He asked, genuinely confused. “First off, there is nothing degrad
The third day hanging around Moscow without a penny in his pocket, Igor peered enviously into the windows of foreign cars with tinted windows passing by him, trying to see the lucky ones inside. Money... Damn it, where are these notorious crazy "grandmothers", flowing, according to the provincials, into the bottomless pockets of Muscovites from all over the country? And why can't he, a healthy, smart and still young man, break off his piece from this damned metropolitan pie? No money means nothing: no housing next month, no food for the next week, not even a ticket to your hometown. But in the notebook there is one address ... Remembering this, Igor grinned wryly and shrugged his shoulders. Well… After all, he doesn’t foresee women in the foreseeable future either, so it doesn’t matter what to do with the liquid that has accumulated over the month and is useless, causing only pain in the groin… To his surprise, at the family planning department of the city gynecological dispensar
I'd like to express that this is my first story. Please be gentle with your responses. Story is true, but names are not, for obvious reasons. My wife and I have been very happy in our 10 year marriage. I've got two boys of my own, whom don't live with me and she has three kids also on their own. In the last few months it's been horrendous. First my wife was diagnosed with breast cancer. To which she had a breast removed and now is cancer free. Then as she was recovering from the surgery, we had a house fire. As the house fire was being put out I realized that I only had a bathrobe on, with nothing underneath. I was sitting in a chair and my DIL had asked me if I needed a blanket to "Umm" cover up. I looked down and saw that my dick and balls were hanging out. Immediately embarrassed I said that would be a good idea. Fast forward a couple of weeks. My DIL came over to see her mom inlaw and to see if we needed anything. I told her that her mom was out, with friends and I was sit
…but I’ll warn you now, there’s no sex. Still, I had to make a throwaway to get the whole experience off my chest. My daughter has a smoking hot friend from college—I’ll call her Alice. My daughter (“Sam”) goes to college close to home and has brought Alice to dinner a few times, so we’re on a friendly basis. And she is a total knockout. Beautiful face, slender build, dark-hair, long legs, an hourglass waist and an absolutely incredible set of big, perky tits—D-cups at least. She’s always friendly to me and of course I’m alway thrilled to see her, but I try to keep my cool and just be her friend’s dad. I mean, c’mon… she’s half my age. But still, when my daughter told me Alice was staying over last Saturday night so they could have a “pool day” on Sunday my mind began racing for excuses to be out back near the pool. I decided that would be a great day for me to organize the tool shed. (Hey, judge me if you want—this is a confession.) Until then I’d only seen Alice wearing jeans and c
So this happened last night (tech a few hrs ago ). My friends and I decided to go out for a drink after work and started with a few beers at the neighborhood bar. eventually we got a bit tipsy and one of my friends suggests we go to a strip club near by because she's never been. It was at this point where she said "I should change" and reveals that her top was actually a shorter tight dress underneath and takes off the sweater wrapped around her shoulders and reveals her amazing cleavage. I had seen them before but my god that dress was really tight and she wasn't wearing a bra and I couldn't take my eyes off them. So we reach the strip club and go in and these dancers come to us and start doing their thing and we being tipping. Eventually one of the girls asks me if I want a private dance to which I respond I will pay for one but to give it to my friend. The dancer starts grinding on her while she sits in her chair even puts her hands on her tits and to my surprise grabs my friends t
I was in a local pub last night with a few friends, having a few drinks before going clubbing. There was an 18th birthday party in the pub, with plenty of banners, balloons. An 18 year old was surrounded by a small group of friends and family. He looked nerdy, but kinda cute. A bit chubby, glasses, baby faced. Other than the party and a couple of other scattered groups, the bar was relatively quiet. There's a long corridor out of the bar to the toilets in this pub. I found myself in there, walking just behind the birthday boy with no one else around. I decided to say Hi. "Happy Birthday" "Oh, thanks" he said glancing back. "Are you 18 today or celebrating a few days early?" "It was on Thursday, just having the party today." He explained. "Cool. Well, if you come into the disabled bathroom with me I'll give you a birthday present, if you like?" I told him with a grin. His eyes went wide and he took a second to process my offer. "OK" I opened the door for him, led him inside an
Years ago, I got my first corporate job as an intern at a big insurance company. It wasn't anything special pretty much all paper work and boring time at my desk. The pay wasn't half bad, but I was eager to leave soon. A little about me, when I was 20 years old I was a whole lot perkier. Smaller waist and ass, but my breast never got the memo. I was a little too busty to hide, particularly in working clothes. I was fairly careful, but at some point I was tired of wearing the same old boring outfits. Also, I was pretty upset with the fact that body types would dictate what is or isn't allowed at work. Like the rules were a whole lot different for flat chested woman 😅 I knew I was handing in my resignation by the end of the week, so I would get a little wilder for my last few days. Unfortunately, I never got there... I came in on Monday with a white top, a little black skirt and purple heels. It was the first time I showed my stomach at work, but it felt fairly appropriate. The day w
I just love being used and feeling cum inside me . Ever since I have been with my husband I would let him use my pussy whenever he wanted, even at times when I might not be feeling it , I will just bend over and tell him to use me as a personal cum dumpster. Then one day his friend was over complaining about how his wife never had sex with him and was very rarely in the mood. I felt bad for him as I truly believe you never leave your man Hungry or Horny. My husband then came up to me and just said why don't you take care of him and make him feel good as he walked out of the room. I went over to his friend and said I'll be your little cum dumpster whenever you come over to our house if you want. He looked excited and not really to surprised since he knew our lifestyle . Without saying anything he grabbed me and flipped me over the couch , ripped my pants down and just slid his dick in me. I could tell he had some serious sexual frustration as he fucked me so hard and came so fas
Friendly advice: it is best to read this story alone and to good slow music, giving free rein to your imagination. Also, enable full screen mode on your browser. They entered a small but very comfortable one-room apartment. She immediately threw her purse on the floor and wearily sank down on the large double bed covered with a pink silky bedspread that matched the color of the walls. And he loudly fiddling with a bunch of keys in his hand went to the kitchen. From there, after a while, he was heard: “What are you going to do? Tea, coffee? Cocoa, unfortunately, is not here, but I think there is sugar. Or is it not sugar? ..." Meanwhile, she sat cross-legged and with She gazed at the tiny room with interest. In addition to a chic bed in the middle, there was a table, a couple of chairs, a wardrobe and a heavy antique dressing table with a huge mirror. There was a thick fleecy carpet on the floor, and a night-light with a pink lampshade hid in the corner. The windows were hung with lig
He just doesn't really seem to grasp that he can have me anytime, anywhere. After our last sexual encounter where he fucked me in a park, I thought maybe he got it. But he still thinks I'm like this innocent, vanilla girlfriend. We talked about it, and he told me I didn't need to try and act sexy for him. He said he liked me just the way I was and I didn't need to act like that. Needless to say I was very frustrated. I decided to try and show him again what I'm really like when we went shopping yesterday. He had to try on some clothes. When we got into the changing room I started kissing him. He tried to laugh me off at first like I was being silly so I grabbed his dick. I got on my knees and started blowing him. He kept whispering to me that I didnt have to act like this. So I pushed him onto the bench and got in his lap. I told him I know I didn't have to, but I really want to. I pulled my skirt up to show him I wasnt wearing panties and then I started riding him. We both stru