Back when my boyfriend and I [then 19f] first started dating we went to a concert, packed, hot, and loud. That kind of chaos where people are pressed so close together you can't tell whose sweat is whose. I was holding his hand. He was totally focused on the music. I was... not. At some point, I felt someone come up behind me. Close. Too close. At first I thought they were just trying to push through the crowd, but then they didn't move. Instead, they started grinding against me. Slow. Deliberate. Right against my ass. I stiffened. I looked at my boyfriend, he was still singing along, head turned toward the stage, clutching my hand like nothing was happening. And let it happen. I should've moved. Should've said something. instead... I leaned into it. Whoever he was, he knew what he was doing. He rocked his hips against me, pressing his cock between my cheeks like it was nothing. Like I was there for it. No words, no hands .. just filthy, heated friction through my tiny skirt and o
This took place at a house party toward the end of my final year at college (in the UK so the end of high school in the US). We were both 18 at the time. **Skip ahead to the action to avoid the preamble** Around this time I was very introverted and rarely did anything outside of my small friendship group, but this time was different. I had just made some new friends towards the end of the year and one of them was organising a big house party. One of my new friends Joe was in attendance and so was his ex, I’ll refer to her as Faye. I’d met Faye before and had gotten to know her reasonably well when she was with Joe. I thought she was incredibly attractive but had never made a move on her before, given her relationship with my friend. However this night was different, it was my first time seeing her since she broke up with Joe. I didn’t yet know any of the details, but the two of them had spent the whole night avoiding each other. About halfway through the night, I was feeling fairly
Last night I was down on my knees with the guy I’ve been casually seeing, taking my time with him, slow, deep, exactly how he loves it. His breath got heavier, his sounds got rougher, and then his hand slid into my hair as he warned me he was about to lose it. Usually, that’s my cue to pull back and let him finish wherever, he normally cums all over my huge tiddies, but this time… something shifted. Instead, I held his gaze, took him all the way in, and didn’t stop. When he came, it hit hard, hot, thick pulses filling my mouth, pouring straight down my throat. I swallowed every single wave on instinct, feeling him twitch and throb against my tongue while I worked him until there was nothing left. No mess. No hesitation. Just warmth, fullness, and that slow, satisfying slide as I took all of him. When he finally pulled free, I licked my lips, looked up at him, and said, “That’s exactly where it belongs.” He actually shivered and called me a good girl. Now I understand it. Swallowing
Okay, so for somebody who is usually a massive tease, this one wasn't intentional... To begin with. In the moment, I couldn't resist acting the way I did. First of all, I had an internet installation booked this morning. My old router was in my lounge, which in my apartment is closest to the street with the strongest signal. In my kitchen, furthest away, I had no internet. He suggested installing the new internet in the middle room to cover the whole apartment. This is my bedroom. The problem is, I completely forgot... I didn't even anticipate him coming into my bedroom. Greeting him at the door, admittedly, I scanned for a ring, and saw none. Rugged, charming and probably early 30s, I thought he was attractive. I was in my casual sweatpants and top, having just got back from the gym and quickly got changed into something. The BIG problem. No pun.. When I invited him into the bedroom to start the installation, my room was all good, OTHER than the fact that on the side, closest t
When I left for university mom had a talk with me. She told me it was okay to have a few sexual partners and it was a little like exploring the world and not to dwell on it or mention it to future boyfriends. It’s just a thing. Keep it quiet. So I did. First day on campus there I was squatting on a guys cock topless in the front seat of his car. I was banging my ass on him holding onto the dash as my perky tits jiggled. A good looking woman walking in front of the car slowed down just in time to see my orgasm face. My jaw was hanging open as the guy came in me. She gave me a nod like”you go girl” smiled and kept walking. About 3 days later I was waiting for a class to start. She came walking in, she was the prof! She made eye contact grinned and went about her lecture. She stopped me as I was walking out. “I’ll give you a hint. If you want good marks ditch that bra and sit in the front row.” Hmmmm. Interesting. The next class I went braless in a slinky micro mini with no panties.
SOOO during a recent vegas trip for one of my besties, i just fucking KNEWW i was gonna need some dick. yes, i absolutely could’ve found some at the club, but i didn’t want to take attention away from my friend’s celebration, so i (VERY SADLY) had to turn away some very cute boys that tried to flirt with me. however, since im very proactive, i made a post here on reddit to suck some dick and ngl it got more attention than i expected. after sifting through the responses and messaging many candidates, i narrowed it down to one that fit all my requirements. we did a quick video chat to verify then finalized rough plans around my timeline. so let’s fast forward to clubbing with my girlies. i’m dolled up in a cute little white dress and drunk af. i’m having fun but also getting NERVOUS because im supposed to sneak away to meet a redditor soon. as the dj is wrapping up his set, i spontaneously tell my slutty plans to one of my girls and ask her to accompany me JUST IN CASE. she tries to ta
I have a development! It’s well worth sharing. If you haven’t read Part 1, please do below, and re-join me in a minute. Caught up? Let’s dive in. Before I get started, thanks to the Redditor who very amusingly named, in the top comment of Part 1, as ‘Jugs on a Mug’. That made me laugh so much. So, finally, I saw my colleague today. I’d been unsure of where to go with this. THIS is how things went down. He and I were alone today, only briefly, and I asked him, “drinking a lot of coffee lately?” I blushed when he responded, “oh, more than ever.” I asked if he’d enjoyed his coffee more than ever. We went back and forth with a lot of flirting. I wondered who’d break first. It turns out I did. I didn’t want the opportunity to pass and with the risk of other colleagues coming into the room and the topic dying off (I felt he may be too shy to all out admit anything more), I HAD to be forward. “I have some great holiday photos I can share with you, btw!” I
Thanksgiving weekend, whole family crammed into our house. Everyone's stuffed from dinner and finally crashes out early—kids downstairs, parents in the guest rooms. Me and my husband slip into our bedroom around 11, door not fully shut because we're thinking everyone's out cold. He's got me bent over the bed, pounding me hard from behind. My ass is up, tits swinging under me in this loose nightie, and I'm trying to keep quiet but moaning into the pillow every time he slams in deep. He's grabbing my hips, going faster, telling me how wet I am. Then I hear the floor creak. Look up—my brother-in-law is in the doorway. He's my husband's younger brother, taller, more built from the gym, always got that cocky grin. Wearing just boxer briefs and a t-shirt, you can see the outline of him getting hard already. He's got that athletic tight body, unlike my husband's dad bod. He sees us—me getting railed, ass bouncing, husband oblivious—and he doesn't move. Just stands there, leaning agai
The small party had been going on for a couple of hours, and everyone was starting to get a bit tipsy. My wife, Sarah, and her best friend, Emily, were in high spirits as they giggled and clinked their glasses together. I could see that they were both enjoying themselves immensely. As the night wore on, the alcohol began to take effect. Sarah and Emily started to get a bit more flirtatious with each other, playfully grabbing each other's asses and whispering in each other's ears. It was clear that they had always had a deep connection, and the alcohol was bringing it to the surface. Suddenly, Sarah turned to me and said, "Honey, why don't you have some fun with Emily tonight?" Her eyes were wide, and there was a mischievous grin on her face. I was taken aback by the suggestion, but I couldn't deny the lustful look in Emily's eyes. "Are you sure you want me to do that?" I asked, hesitating. "Oh yes!" they both giggled in unison, their bodies pressed against each other. With a deep
Ali was my last appointment of the day. While I was waiting, another player came up to me and introduced herself as Millie, Ali's roommate. She said that Ali was getting extra practice in and would be a little late. I didn't mind waiting but I asked Millie if she wanted a quick stretch before Ali came out. She agreed. Millie is a tall and slender player. She is the star pitcher for the team. Blond hair that is nearly white and very cute. A flat ass to go along with a flat chest but she had a super sexiness about her. She said her pitching shoulder was sore and needed a good stretch. I asked which arm was bothering her and told her what I could do to help her. Once I started stretching Millie, I could tell where her problems were and I quickly helped her out. When I stepped away, she moved her arm around and smiled big. "It feels great. You're amazing. I see why Ali requests you, plus you're cute. Do you do house visits?" I was surprised by the flirting and was a bit speechless. Bef
Hello everyone, I want to tell you a story from my life and how it all came to this. My name is Nikita, and my wife is Alina. Before I met my wife, I was a completely different person, but after meeting her, I became more domestic and calm, without the urge for adventure. We all have baggage from a past life, like all young people, alcohol, the occasional drug, but nothing more. Just for fun, as they say. Alina is a real treat, with 2.5 breasts and a big butt, weighing 70-75 kg. I like meaty women. Well, let's leave aside the life aspects, we are all gathered here for something else. Sex with my wife was amazing; we've been together for five years, and neither of us experienced any problems or loss of feelings in this regard. Until one day, I felt a wild desire, wondering what it would be like to have sex with two cocks at once, and thinking about this person being close to you, with whom you spend every day, solving family problems, and simply living life. But the thought a
My wife’s friend, Jackie, was apparently making jokes about her husband coming too quick in bed and my wife told her that sometimes I don’t cum or I have to jerk off. Fast forward a week later and Jackie made another joke and then said she hasn’t came from a dick in three months and just wants to get off. My wife has let me play before and just said “you can have him tonight if you want to just come over.” She started texting me the situation and I agreed. I thought Jackie was kinda bitchy sometimes but I always thought she looked hot. So I agreed. The story was Jackie was coming over to our house to work on a Halloween costume since Jackie’s husband, Dan, wanted to watch his team on Monday Night Football. They actually did mess with the costume for a few minutes but my wife had already done all the work. Dan started texting me about the game that was about to start. He invited me over but I told him I was working on the house because we have a lot of projects going on but
During his absence, Michael asked me, among other things, to tidy up the pool in the backyard, as I'm an expert in that area. This time, Amanda greeted me politely, mindful of the spanking. By midday, I'd tidied up the pool and the surrounding area, then returned to the house, thinking of ways to further amuse myself with the girl. Amanda was in the living room watching television. I noticed two voices coming from behind the door; her sister, Mary, apparently, was not alone. "Amanda," I began, "your brother asked me to fix the pool in your backyard, and I did it. I don't know if you can use it..." Amanda gasped in excitement, then clapped her hands and exclaimed: - Hooray!! Thank you so much! I can swim now! With these words she ran to the door, opened it slightly and called: - Come in, let's go swimming! “Amanda, who did you call?” I asked. - Mary, she has her friend now... "Amanda, when I was cleaning the pool, there were a lot of piles of feces
So this happened a few winters back during the holiday season. I was back in my home city visiting family for the holidays, along with my sister. We both have moved away to different cities, so we like to get together with old friends when we are back. One night, I had gotten back from a late gym session when my sister had a group of her friends over for some pre drinks before they went out. I said hello to everyone, and I could tell that they were already a few drinks in and having a good time. I didn't think much of it, and went to have a shower. I'm doing my think in the shower when I hear a knock on the bathroom door, and a voice that sounded like my sisters friend Samantha. "Hey, can I come in? I really have to pee, and I promise I won't look." There were other bathrooms in the house, but she said they were occupied. I agreed to let her in so that she could do her business. However, I was feeling a little cheeky. The shower was a walk in with a glass partition, so you could
A roundtable evening drinks outing unearthed deep desires between 5 of us. My youngest friend there was 23, while the oldest was 42. Somewhere in the middle of that, at 29, was Sienna. Sienna wasn’t as sexually experienced as some. Having had two long term relationships, she felt ‘vanilla’. I wasn’t happy with that. This is my friend who’s here expressing urges to seek out more cock, filthy one nighters, and to embrace her submissive kink. Sienna wanted more and I wanted to help make it happen. She deserved it. I figured it’d be sex toy shopping or helping her put together a dating profile. Instead, her gushing confession of really wanting to try anal, sparked my interest. I couldn’t give it to her, but my boyfriend could. Near the end of the night, I asked what she was going to do to achieve that. Sienna didn’t have an answer. I had this idea and I decided to not beat around the bush. “If I had a guy, would you like an introduction? You know, for your goa
As you get older, you begin to truly appreciate the simplest things. For example, a solid, regular male erection. Now I think back to my youth—what a fool I was... How many guys I shaved. How many orgasms I missed... For some reason, I grumbled at my husband, who always needed something. And then... Then it turned out that I lived for several years without an erection. Fingers, vibrators, colorful dildos, even vegetables and fruits... What hasn't happened to me over the years... But it's all wrong. Nothing compares to the magic of a real, erect, and therefore valuable, male end. And yesterday I finally got that ending! I'm speaking in verse now because I'm happy. I've been working towards this for a very long time, and here it is! It's happened! To be honest, Petenka was drunk. I tried my best to make it happen at the office party. I shouted toasts, topped up his glass, offered him another drink. And when he was drunk enough, I offered to take him home in a t
It all started so banally that it's even funny now. I was coming home from college, pulling into the entrance hall, drenched in sweat from the stuffy street, and she was just coming out of her apartment—Aunt Natasha. Our neighbor, in her forties. I always saw her as well-groomed, smelling of perfume and baked goods, a true homemaker. She was always smiling at me, asking about my studies, and there was something warm and maternal in her eyes. The guardian angel of our building. But today her gaze was different. Narrowed, appraising. I muttered "hello" and reached for my door. “Andryusha, wait a minute,” her voice, usually so clear, was now low and velvety. I turned around. She was leaning against the doorframe, wearing a light housecoat that outlined... God, it outlined everything. All those soft, seductive curves that I sometimes thought about out of the corner of my mind as I drifted off to sleep. "You're so disinhibited, poor thing. Session?" She took a ste
A friend of mine, Seryoga, told me about it. He and I were in the same class at university. He met this romantic woman. Blonde. Lips as big as a horse's. Curvy, a little slow. But it was clear she had very earthly thoughts—getting fucked hard. There are students like that—it's written all over their faces. They come to university not so much to study as to end up in some cute guy's bed and spread their legs. And then they tease their friends, saying, "Nobody fucks you!" Seryoga was cute. Also blond. With a good sense of humor. And so, he says, he came to her dorm. He brought cake. They sat down and drank tea. What else should they do? Not read books, after all. He started groping her. He unbuttoned her robe, and there was her bra. He reached into her bra and started feeling her nipples. They were also large, like cherries. Her areolas were wide, dark, and bumpy. He got turned on, of course. Victoria noticed it and placed her palm on his bulge. And so they sat the
I sat back on my couch the other day and saw that I had a text out of the blue from an old college hookup, Tasha. It read: “I was just thinking, you have a glorious penis,” and immediately I was hard as a rock. \* I met Tasha in the college gym about ten years ago, helping her up after she accidentally triggered the emergency stop on her treadmill at the gym, lurched forward, and fell over. Fortunately, only her ego was harmed, and she seemed grateful for the hand. “I’m Tasha,” she said, “And I promise this never happens.” “I’m Marc,” I said, then grinned and took a calculated risk, “And I don’t know… it seems like a good way to meet a guy.” She laughed, I was in, and we both proceeded to cut our running short and grab smoothies at the cafe next door. Tasha was… fit. At 6’2”, she was nearly as tall as I was, and she boasted a tight ass and some perky, probably B-cups. You could tell this was a woman who took fitness seriously, and found out later that she was actually on the
TL; DR: Today, my yearly road trip has begun, and I have three cosplayers joining me. Zoe, Kristen, and Rebecca. The plan is to go across Canada and take some erotic pictures at some of my favourite spots, but first, we stopped in a quiet parking lot with a view and had our first in-person orgasms with each other, before going to McDonald's for brunch. The planning is finally over, and today my yearly road trip & photoshoot vacay has begun. For context, every year I take a road trip across Canada with three "models" and do some erotic photoshoots with them in my favourite spots, but there's always some theme or improvational roleplay I have them do, cuz I got bored of doing just naked girls in the wild. The roleplay concept we're rolling with is three thieves cursed by a relic that filled them with insatiable amounts of lust. It's a silly-sounding concept, but like I'm working with what I got. My models, well, they're actually cosplayers I met at a comic convention last yea