sooo im not proud of this but i wanted to share anyways because its kind of hot. one of my guy friends has been in a relationship for like eight months. his girlfriend is super sweet but apparently she’s pretty vanilla and refuses to give him head. like, flat out won’t do it. he’s complained about it to me a few times when we’re hanging out, always half-joking but you could tell it actually bothered him. well one night we were chilling at his place, his girlfriend was out of town, and we’d both had a couple drinks. he brought it up again.... how he hasn’t gotten a blowjob in months and how much he misses it**. i don’t know if it was the alcohol or the fact that i’ve always found him attractive, but i looked at him and said, “if you want, i’ll do it.”** he thought i was joking at first, but when he realized i was serious his whole face changed. **i know its super bad but i always thought he was cute and i was craving dick... so next thing i know he’s sitting on the couch, p
That evening, Kristina had already started hinting since lunch that she was going to her old friend Svetka's birthday party. "I'll go alone," she said, standing in front of the mirror in the hallway and fixing her hair. "You're still swamped with reports, aren't you, Vadim?" I nodded, even though we both knew work had nothing to do with it. She simply adored evenings like these, when she could break away and completely surrender to the moment, and I could wait at home, imagining how everything would turn out. Preparations began, as always, with the bathroom. She emerged wearing only a short robe, her skin still damp, with a slight scent of vanilla gel. “Help me choose what to wear,” she called me into the bedroom. Several options were already laid out on the bed: a tight red dress with a low neckline, a black pencil skirt, and a thin blouse that concealed almost nothing. Christina threw off her robe and stood before me completely naked. Her body was p
Back when I was a senior in college, 22, I matched with this girl during a super busy stretch of work and a massive dry spell. Our conversations were pretty bland due to my workload but I convinced her to get breakfast with me at a local spot on campus, which felt impressive to me because it did not seem like she was interested. When I got there though, it was a totally different impression, you'd have thought we were talking for weeks. She was super bubbly and excited to see me, giving me a hug as soon as I walked in. She looked even better than in her profile, it was clear she had worked out a fair bit since she took those photos. She had on a pair of tight jeans that accentuated her large ass and a lower cut shirt under a leather jacket that she had undone just enough so only her cleavage was visible. This was enough to get me going, but given we had done no flirting and it was 9am, I decided to play it safe and stuck to the typical first date stuff. The date went fine enough from w
My name is Artyom, and I'm twenty-nine. I'm an ordinary IT guy from Moscow who rented a huge two-story house in the Moscow region last summer to finally take a breather after endless deadlines. How did I end up pushing my wife toward my brother? It didn't happen overnight. It came together piece by piece, like code that only works when all the lines are in place. Back in college, I loved the dorm parties. They were always full of girls from good families—modest-looking, with pigtails and quiet laughter. During the day, they'd hold hands with their boyfriends, and at night, after a bottle or two, these same girls would end up in the common room and take whatever was offered. I didn't participate. I watched. And I remembered how their faces changed when they were taken hard and for real. That left a stronger impression on me than any sex I'd ever had. Vika and I met three years ago. She was twenty-five then. Petite, with a short haircut, big brown eyes, and a b
I woke up with drool trickling down the corners of my lips, and a massive tent right in front of my eyes. I remembered clearly well what me and my sister had been up to. It was the first time we’d crossed that line, but something told me she wanted more, especially now that we had the house for ourselves. my bedroom door swung open. Luna stood in the doorway, wearing that same purple silk nightgown from yesterday. The morning light streaming through my window caught her silhouette, outlining her curves against the thin fabric. Her hair was slightly tousled, framing her face in a way that made her look both innocent and alluring at the same time. Those blue eyes behind her round glasses seemed to sparkle with mischief. “Morning, Chase!” she bounced across the room. “Luna, wait—“ I tried to warn her, but she was already airborne, launching herself onto my bed. She landed half on top of me, arms wrapping around my shoulders in an enthusiastic hug. “Surprise attack!” I froze as he
We set out on the open sea on a small yacht late in the afternoon. The sun was already setting, painting the sky in incredible shades of pink, orange, and gold. A light salty breeze ruffled my hair, and the yacht gently rocked on the waves, as if lulling us to sleep. All around us was an endless expanse of water, not a single shoreline on the horizon. We were completely alone, and this feeling of complete freedom was more intoxicating than the glass of wine we'd had with dinner on deck. I stood by the side of the boat, leaning against the warm wood, watching the sun touch the water, leaving a fiery trail behind it. He came up behind me silently, wrapped his arms around my waist, and pressed his chest against my back. His body was warm, and his arms were strong and gentle at the same time. I closed my eyes and exhaled, feeling the salty breeze mingle with his scent—marine, musky, familiar. We were silent. Words were superfluous. Only the sound of the waves, the lapping of the wat
so I was planning on going to get a birthday present for my wife in a town about 300 miles from home . found a awesome hot tub on face book market place for a steal , well I was telling my brother and sister inlaw about it and my sister in law asked if she could go with me to get it and I was like yeah whatever I could use the help and company, well I hooked my truck to the trailer and the next morning we were off bright and early , I told my wife I was going to buy a truck to fix up and resell and she was like whatever cause that happens alot . well anyway we make the drive over buy the hot tub dude had a skid steer with forks so we got it loaded up and homeward bound we went . well about 200 miles from home the truck broke down and it was getting late no shops open to get parts so we got a hotel she called her husband told him we broke down and we were staying the night he didnt seem concerned. I called my wife and let her know I was broke down and getting a room till I can get parts
I'd been noticing her at all the company parties for a long time. Our director's wife, Olga, was about thirty-nine years old, but she looked as if time had only enhanced her. Tall, well-groomed, with gorgeous D-cup breasts that always swayed slightly under thin blouses or dresses, and a backside that was a work of art: round, firm, and high, so high that I'd get an erection whenever she walked by in a tight skirt. Her husband, our boss, usually got drunk quickly, started shouting toasts and hugging everyone in sight, while she sat off to the side, bored, twirling her glass of wine in her fingers and occasionally catching my eye. I knew she saw me staring at her, but she never let on. Just a faint smile at the corners of her lips and slightly narrowed eyes. This time, the corporate party was especially noisy—New Year's Eve in the large hall of the office restaurant. By ten o'clock, the boss was barely able to stand, blaring songs and groping his secretaries. Olga
I can't help but share this story, guys. You definitely can't tell your friends something like this, but inside I'm still boiling, overflowing with emotion. I'm sitting here right now smiling like an idiot because it was seriously awesome. Okay, I'll start from the beginning, as always. First, let me give you an idea of who we are. My name is Maxim, I'm 24 years old, 180 cm tall, and weigh about 70 kg. I have blond hair, blue eyes, an angular face, work as a manager, and exercise in my free time. I have an average build—basically, an average guy, nothing special, but confident. My wife's name is Lena, she's 23, 5'6", and weighs about 125 pounds. She has dyed blonde hair, green eyes, and a very sweet face with small cheeks. Her figure is a classic pear shape, but not over the top: hips slightly wider than shoulders, long, beautiful legs, a plump, firm butt, a thin waist, and a small, barely noticeable tummy. Her breasts are natural, a full A-
“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
This happened about half year ago. I (20F) overheard my mom (40F) getting double penetrated by my stepdad and one of his drinking buddies. My stepdad loves to watch football and drink beer and it was one of those nights. He and a few of his drinking buddies were all sitting in the living room watching football again and, of course, drinking beer, while my mom and I were in the kitchen playing with our phones. I went to bed early because I had to get up for classes the next morning. About a few hours later I woke up the sound of my mom screaming "Yes, oh fuck, don't stop! Fuuuuuuuuuuck! Yessss!" She was screaming at the top of her lung and she was moaning and grunting and the sound was so sexy I thought maybe they were watching porno or something but it turned out really to be my mom. I immediately got wet between my legs and rubbed my clit and almost made myself cum, and then I heard my mom saying "Oh god I'm cumming. I'm cumming," but that wasn't the end. Instead of stopping, th
Is what my tinder date texted me before meeting the next day. She invited me to her friend’s party as a plus one in London, we both stayed about an hour outside at the time. Now we’d spoken for a number of months and we shared all sorts of naughty stories and as you can imagine so more naughty visuals too. So I was quite surprised by Shaz’s statement, which is obviously teased her about. “Yeah right…” “No, I’m serious. We’re not going to” was her response. Well, looks like it’s a boozy night then instead. We agreed to meet up before going to the party, probably a good idea considering we hadn’t actually met in person before. Now Shaz, was a tall girl, slim, black hair, beautiful big hazel eyes, she had a pretty face, small perky tits and she had a good perky ass too. I thought she was pretty hot. She wore a nice pretty outfit, sparkly top and semi short skirt which showed off her legs brilliantly. Anyway, we grabbed a couple of drinks as we hoped around some bars, which
I went to a cosplay convention as Kurisu Makise from Steins;Gate. It was super fun and a lot more people regognized the chatacter than i expected. I was walking around with my group, a friend with car who drive us there, two friends from the same „circle“ or like a meetup that happens weekly in our local community, and a guy we met on the con itself, i talked about Steins;Gate with him for hours so he kinda just integrated in the goup. We mostly looked for some stuff from artists, took pictures with other cosplayers and then decided to look thru the commercial stuff do. Merch from all kinda of fandoms, figure scales, plushies, charms… all that stuff. And in one oft he hundereds of glass showcases i spotted them. Three Kurisu scales, the character i was cosplaying and i love. Eacho f them pretty as fuck. The pose, the quality, everything. But the one catching my seight the most was a very big one with the charactered leaning on top of a bunch of old TV’s. But while i checked her out
My first girlfriend was Sveta, a 23-year-old girl from Krasnodar who came to Gelendzhik for the summer to visit a friend. I was nineteen, working as a lifeguard on one of the beaches between Kabardinka and Gelendzhik. I'd spend all day hanging out on the tower in just shorts, looking at the sea and the girls in bathing suits. Sveta showed up almost every evening after six, when the sun was less scorching. She rented a room in a private house nearby and came alone, always wearing the same red bikini that barely held up her breasts. She wasn't a model, but she had the kind of body that immediately got me hard. She was about 5'6", with heavy D-cup breasts, with noticeable nipples that always poked through the thin fabric. Her waist was narrow, but her hips and ass were wide and luscious, so wide that when she walked along the pebbles, everything shook and swayed. I silently gave her 95-68-105, and every time she passed my tower, I pretended to stare at the sea, but out
Everyone loved my last post, and I've never been able to share these stories so glad to hear people are interested. For reference, this was a few years ago now but, my sister-in-law and wife are very close. Based on my last post, we'd started to explore each other a bit and this time things went a bit further Me, my wife and her sister went camping for the weekend and brought our tent. We'd shared rooms before and so it wasn't weird to share a tent. We each packed our own sleeping bag (my wife and I don't have one of those big two-person ones yet), and headed out for the weekend. This was the first night up there, so we'd set up camp early after the drive, had lunch, and went for a hike before hanging out at camp. We played some board games, chatted by the fire and cleared a few bottles of wine. It was a fairly crisp weekend in September so the weather was perfect to stay up late, drink and hangout. Now, my sister in law was giving my looks across the fire for most of the night. The
Yesterday I was coming home extremely horny. Since it wasn’t too late and our parents weren’t home yet I decided to have some nice time to myself. My sister had gone to the mall and my brother probably wouldn’t be home until late because of work. I dropped off my bag and went straight to my room. I usual lock the door but since no one was home I forgot to. I took off my bra and turned on the TV. I put on some Brother/Sister porn where he dominates her (I fantasize it’s me getting dominated). As I slid my skirt down and my panties to the side I was so wet. I turned up the TV and watched through the foreplay of him staring at her while getting ready for a shower. I started to just rub my clit, edging myself waiting for some action. I moaned loudly as I pushed my finger into my slit. I swear the whole neighbourhood could hear me fucking myself and that turned me on more. As the guy in the porno slid into her I needed something bigger. I reached into my drawer and grabbed my dildo. I p
“Uhhhh what… are you… talking about?” I stammered out. Suddenly I was extremely nervous and couldn’t help but fidget in place. “Jack come on, don’t play dumb” Diana responded. “You know what I’m talking about.” “No really! I don’t! What happened to your bike?” I asked as genuinely as I could. I almost believed it myself as I heard the words come out of my mouth. Diana narrowed her eyes and stared hard into mine. She took a step closer to me without breaking eye contact. “You want to play like that? Fine” she said. “You lie just like your father.” I put my hands up and tried my best to seem dumbfounded. “Wha.. what? What?” I repeated. Diana burst out laughing. Not with a laugh like she’d heard a joke, but with a laugh like something inside her had just cracked. She bent forward and held one hand to her stomach while she cackled. I stood there, uncertain what I was supposed to do. “Diana what’s going on?” I decided to ask after a bit longer. She perked back up. “What
I've always been a very submissive woman and, after my divorce, I've been actively dating, having sex with lots of different men, and, in the process, rediscovering my submissive side. I have two sons (age 18 and 19) and both of them have grown up and gone to college. I'm still a slut and a whore and in my spare time I love showing off my naked body to people, and exploring my sexuality. The man I'm currently dating is a professional dom and we have gone to BDSM clubs, swinger parties, and other sex events where he stripped me naked and showed me off to strangers, and in a few instances, even invited other people to have sex with me. Recently we went to a sex event in another city (the same city where my son attends college). My dom and I were chatting with another couple and that was when we heard some commotion and cheers in the back room. I was wearing high heels, a pair of nipple clamps, and a dog collar around my neck and was otherwise completely naked. My dom decided to drag m
My name is Elena. I'm thirty-eight, and I had everything a decent woman should have: a successful husband, a daughter, a cat, a mortgage on an apartment in a decent neighborhood, and a lingering melancholy that I hid behind new curtains and the scent of expensive candles. Our marriage had long since become a comfortable cohabitation. Sergey and I had been sleeping in separate rooms for two years now, and his touches, when they happened, were quick and businesslike, like signing a contract. I felt drained, withered, like a houseplant that had been forgotten to be watered. The Energy gym became my escape. It was where I escaped thoughts of unwashed dishes and silent dinners. It was where I felt alive, if only from the muscle pain. And then he appeared in the gym—the new trainer, Alexander. Not a muscular boy, but a man of about forty, with such a calm, confident gaze and hands that seemed to understand the strength and weakness of every muscle. He didn't shout or offer idiotic
so this guy is one of my absolute best friends ever....he's super chill, always checks in on me, sweet in that lowkey way, but we've never gone there "romantically'" he's not really muy type and back when we got close i just needed a solid friend more than anything, so it worked perfectly for both of us. anyway, one night we're drunk and we're talking deep personal shit and he opens up about how he struggles with sex because he's really sensitive down there and **cums SUUPER FAST. like embarrassingly fast.** he said it makes him anxious every time things get intimate and he just ends up in his head the whole time. i told him straight up there are girls out there who think that's cute or hot or whatever, he just has to find the right one, but he was clearly self-conscious af about it. so **i half-jokingly, half-seriously offered to help him practice..**..blowjobs on the regular until he could last longer and feel more confident. he laughed his ass off at first thinking i was messing