I’ve been with him since I was 16. We knew after less than a month we were going to spend forever together. I would do absolutely anything for him, and he would for me as well. But (there’s always a but…) He’s always had a very high sex drive, and I never really did, even when we were teens. Probably around age 20 I stopped having any sex drive at all. I love him more than life itself, partially because he never once pressured me to do anything I didn’t want to do. He knew what a struggle my sex drive was for me and was always so much more than happy to cuddle instead of sex. But I knew he wanted more. So I started planning my weekends around making myself have sex. He is *extremely* generous in the bedroom, and, even though I never walked away without climaxing, I still didn’t enjoy it as much as I should have. I started thinking about sex as something I was doing *for* him instead of *with* him. And I did it for a long time because I wanted so desperately to make him happy. A year
It feels odd to be writing this because, so far, none of the partners shared in my tales have still been in my life. But this is an account of a revelatory experience for me and my current partner, Lucas. When I was 29, Lucas and I had been together for about a year and a half, and this would be the first time I’d maintained a relationship with someone who had the same sexual appetite as I had, and the same interest in experimentation. I have a history of spontaneous sex that I very much cherish, but by this point, Tinder was a thing, sex positive discourse was spreading, and people were becoming more organised, pragmatic, and open about their sexuality. All of which is wonderful news, but this coupled with a long term relationship had meant that being picked up or seduced seemed a more distant prospect than it ever had. So, Lucas. I love Lucas. I have to remind you that I’m changing names here, and so for me to type that out feels odd as well. I adore him. Lucas is 6’2”, stocky, and
I’ve been in a pretty open and adventurous relationship for just over a year, and a month into my relationship is when I had my first threesome. I never ever thought that this would be my kind of thing, being with two men at the same time but it opened my mind to a whole world of sexual excitement so now I’ve never looked back. To some this may sound cliche, but it was with my boyfriend and his best friend of 10 years after a night out drinking. The three of us have a very natural, long standing, open and banter filled relationship, nights out like this were a regular occurrence. When we got back home, we had only maybe one more drink each before going to bed. My bf and I go into our room and the friend goes into the spare. We have a large range of sex toys under our bed, you name it, we probably have it. As I’m lying on the bed in now nothing but a black thong my bf pulls the large plug in wand (one of my favs) from under the bed, plugs it in, turns it on and starts to massage m
We were getting ready for a ten hour drive to camp for a week. My mother-in-law (62) lives an hour away from us and was joining us for the ride. We drove to her house the night before and were heading out in the morning. I’ve been apart of the family over twenty years. My MIL and I are close, always had a great relationship. Nothings ever been off limits. I’ve always fantasized but never did more than an occasional inappropriate joke. She’s very attractive, very fit, nice tits. I’ve seen her breasts a couple times when we stay with her. She sleeps in a loose fitting pajama dress. I wouldn’t turn her down. Morning time came and we were all up getting ready. I grabbed my towel and a change of clothes and headed toward the bathroom. The door was open and she was at the sink finishing up. “Good morning,” she started. “Hey,” I said as I leaned against the doorway. “You can come in. I’m almost done.” I thought she must not have seen the towel. “I’m going to grab a shower,”
This story took place during winter holidays at college last year. I lived in a student flat with 5 other people, we shared a bathroom and living room. Everyone returned home because of the school break, except for one flatmate, Lily. She's a super energetic girl, always running around doing things. I, on the other hand, am a quiet guy who likes to relax and take it easy. We wouldn't fit well together, but I liked her as a housemate. During this holiday, Lily worked in a restaurant, so she was away during the day and came back late in the evening. I had an online student job and was at home most of the time. In the evenings, we would sometimes watch TV together, or we would cook occasionally if she was free. It was nice to have someone around, as most of my friends were also at home. One evening I was in the shower. It had been a while since I had slept with someone, and I was home alone, so I decided to give it a go. I like to watch something while I wank off, so I came out of the ba
She arrived at nine, as arranged. The house stood at the end of the road, behind a high fence, and as she walked from the gate to the porch, she had time to think that she shouldn't have worn those old sneakers—the house probably had parquet floors, and she'd leave a mark. But the sneakers were comfortable, easy to wash and polish, so she decided not to bother. The door was unlocked. She hesitated on the threshold, then finally went in and called softly—no one was there. The house smelled of dust and something like old furniture. She walked down the hallway and peered into the living room. The huge sofa, the rug, the fireplace, the floor-to-ceiling windows—and everything was covered in a layer of dust, as if no one had been there for a month. She took off her jacket and found a bucket, rags, and a mop in the utility room. The work was familiar; her hands had done it themselves. She washed, scrubbed, wiped the windowsills, and wiped the baseboards. It was getting on for lunch
I started a new office job a bunch of years ago, where it didn't take long to fall into a new circle of friends. DL is a little older than me (She was 32 or so. Me, 28) and we somehow just hit it off immediately. I'd never heard the term "work wife" before, but after about 6 months one of the other women called her that in the middle of the group and there was a little celebration that our relationship had finally leveled up. I thought that was really weird, but I guess it's a real thing? I mean, she's cute.... more than cute, actually. She's the first one guys notice whenever we're all at the bar on Thursdays after work. I mean, anyway. Big boobs. That's what I mean to say. She's got really big boobs. But I got used to the idea, and she's a really good friend. She's nothing like my real wife (physically anyway) who is slim and athletic and has a body I get hard thinking about at my desk. I would never want to fuck anything up with my wife. And DL and I have work boundaries... It's n
The anal clip had been up for four days, and I had watched the view count like a guilty man checks a door. Sienna texted me the screenshot at midnight. Comments under it were not subtle. *Same guy in her pussy next. Don’t cut. Ass to pussy. What a monster cock! What’s his porn name?* I locked the phone and still saw it when I shut my eyes. I had already been inside my sister’s ass. Wanting the rest of it did not make it less wrong. It made it worse, and worse still felt good. Mom was on the late shift again. I was on the couch pretending to scroll when Sienna came out of her room in the cropped tee and those useless shorts, phone in her hand, smug in a way that meant the money had cleared. “You’re welcome,” she said. “I didn’t thank you.” “You should. They love you. Well, they love your cock. They don’t know it’s my brother’s.” She dropped onto my lap like the couch was full. Ass on my thighs, back against my chest, already grinding before I could shove her off. I was half hard fro
He rents apartments exclusively to female students. Everyone knows this, but no one talks about it out loud. His building is old, three stories, on a quiet street near the university. The apartments are small but clean. And the price is below market. Much lower. I've been renting from him since my second year. Now I'm in my fourth. The room is small, with a window overlooking the courtyard, a bed, a table, and a closet. Everything is modest, but it's mine. My parents think I'm lucky. I thought so too. For the first three months. He comes unannounced. He has his own keys. He says he needs to check the condition of the apartment. The pipes, the wiring. All that stuff. The first time, I just opened the door in my robe. He looked at me, then at the bed. He said the mattress needed to be changed. I nodded. He came over, touched the mattress, then touched me. I stood there like an idiot. He took his time. He took off my robe, then my panties. I didn't even have time to
As this is not the sort of thing achieved without some significant preamble, there is quite a bit of context here. If you wish to skip to the heavy breathing section, feel free to skip to the dotted line below. —————————— I worked for a large multi-national company and during an expansion project I was offered a senior management role which involved moving to Shanghai, China. The role was really well paid, and well beyond my number of years experience. Being young and ambitious I jumped at the opportunity and within a few short weeks I had packed up my life in Australia and had moved to China. My new apartment in Shanghai was huge and had views of the city’s skyline - which, compared to the slow, relaxed lifestyle in Australia was very exciting for me. Australia is a country of 25 million people - and yet this single city had over 25 million people. The city constantly bustled with activities and glowed with activity at night. Being new to the city and having more money than I coul
so i matched with this guy online a couple days ago and we had been talking for maybe like two days before he invited me over. he was cute and forward and i was already horny so i ended up being pretty direct with him that i was down to fuck. i'm hypersexual like that sometimes. i just get into these headspaces where i need it and nothing else is going to fix it. i drove over to his place and he opened the door and he was taller than his pictures which was nice. but then i walked in and there was another guy sitting on the couch playing video games who was his roommate. he looked up at me and then looked at the guy i matched with and you could tell this wasn't planned. "i thought you were going out tonight" the guy said to him. the roommate just shrugged and said "plans fell through." it was kind of awkward for like ten seconds. the guy i matched with looked at me like he was sorry and i could tell he was embarrassed. but honestly i didn't care at all. i thought the roommate was cute
Sophie continues to walk into the pool, she gets deeper and deeper until just her head remains above the water. “There we go, happy?” She asks with a playful smile. “Very!” Jess responds, before I can say anything. My erection continues to point at the sky, I’m sure the girls have noticed it by now so I stop trying to hide it and sit proudly with the tent in my shorts. Sophie remains in the pool, leaning on the edge near Jess and I, continuing to sip away at her wine. Her tits floating just in front of her, I can’t help but continue to try and get a cheeky peak. “So Pat, what’ll it be? Truth or Dare? Or is there any point asking?” Jess says to me. “Hmmm I think I’ll choose truth.” I say just to annoy Jess. “You’re no fun.” She laughs. “But that has reopened our discussion from earlier, how many girls have you fucked in college?” She asks half biting her lip. Her green eyes look at me seductively, as she leans forward slightly on her chair. “Ahhh, well to be honest only tw
As a warning this starts with a little somno \*\*\*\*\*\* The next morning I woke on my stomach, feeling my boyfried on my back. His dick was already a bit inside me when I opened my eyes. He was pushing into me. We fell asleep naked after a night of fucking. A night where I ate my brother's girlfriend out and then we fucked our boyfriends. Trent starts out slow but gradually goes faster with his thrusts. I look over to the bed next to us and it's empty. Then I hear the moans coming from the bathroom. Mark and Lisa must be taking a shower and fucking. The thought has my pussy gripping my boyfriend's fat cock. I'm not sure if he knows I've awakened or cares. We've talked about him fucking me in my sleep if he's horny but we've never done it. After a few more thrusts and I whimper. He's hitting all the right spots inside me. He's thrusting faster, I can tell he's close. I cum and not quiet when I do. He then buries himself deep as he spills his creak in me. He pants a bit and res
I have been happily married for 20 years, and if you had asked me a few months ago, I had never even thought of cheating on my wife. It's crazy how I got here and now there is no turning back for me, although I am not sure how this can continue either. Last month we went on a family vacation with my wife, my 18 year old daughter, Emily, and her girlfriend, Charlie. We have done this almost every year for the past 5-6 years and my daughter usually always had a friend tag along with her, although this was the first time she brought her girlfriend. They had known each other since they were kids but only started dating recently. We had booked a villa with a pool, and this was supposed to be a week long relaxing holiday. The very first evening the girls went out for shopping while I decided to stay back. I was lying on the sunbed by the pool, reading my book, when I saw the living room door slide open. I hadn't realised that Charlie had also stayed back. She was in a red bikini, skin smo
Many different events have happened in my life, but I will never forget that day at the department, no matter how much time passes. It all started when I, as the youngest and most reliable lab assistant, was asked to stay after classes on Friday to help sort through an old archive. The lectures had long since ended, the hallways were empty, and the only people left in the building were me, the caretaker, Semyon Borisovich, two graduate students, Grisha and Tolik, and Professor Veniamin Arkadyevich, who had locked himself in his office and was said to be working on documents. We were sitting in a cramped, windowless utility room, sorting through dusty folders, and the air there was so stuffy and heavy it made my head spin. It smelled of old paper and something musty, like a cellar. I was wearing a light dress because I was getting ready for a normal day, not a cleaning day. It kept riding up when I leaned over the lower shelves, and I caught quick glances from Grisha and Tolik. At fi
Thanks to everyone who enjoyed the first part and made it the most upvoted story in the last month! Here's Part 2: \--- It's not very often I get to look forward to going to work, but this was one of those days. I clocked in promptly at 4pm and practically ran to the electronics department. The first thing I'd do when I came in was get the keys from the morning shift worker and do a quick hand-off chat, but I simply couldn't focus on anything he was saying. It's funny how one day you don't notice someone and the next day you're analyzing their every move. Had Kelsey always bent over the register counter like that with her ass sticking up, or was it a subtle message to me today? I didn't really care either way because all I could think about was ripping her pants off right there and fucking her in front of the whole store. That's not how this story goes, obviously, but it was fun to think about. The start of my shift was fairly busy, as usual. Office workers getting off work and sto
I’ve recently discovered I’m a complete slut for attention and that I get wet talking about my experiences. So you all get to read about my recent date. I matched with him on Hinge about ten days before we met. The chat was good from the start, not just surface level. He asked actual questions and remembered the answers. At one point I mentioned I get nervous talking about work and he said “then tell me something that doesn’t feel like work.” That small shift made the whole conversation feel easier. By the time he suggested drinks I already kind of wanted to like him. We met at a quiet bar. He was taller than I expected, maybe 6’1, broad shouldered but not gym bro bulky, with dark hair and the kind of quiet face that just looked really cute. Soft spoken, and he had this way of looking at me like he was actually listening instead of waiting for his turn to talk. I’m only 5’5 so I had to tip my head back a little when he stood to hug me, and I caught him glancing down the length of my
Hi, This happened a few years back. I was in a relationship with an asexual woman (Claire). We had a fantastic connection. We loved each other deeply. The thing is, she was asexual. She didn't like sex. None of it. But we loved each other. We talked together. She knew I needed more. But I didn't want to pressure her to do something she didn't liked or wanted. We were such a good match. We had complicity, everything felt so smooth with her. We felt we could be real to each other, with no need to pretend to be better than what we really were. She came up with an idea: asking my bestie (Jess) to give me blowjobs to satisfy my needs, help me release. I was hesitant at first. Was it a trap? Is she testing me? She reassured me she wanted it. She wanted to fullfill my needs. We spend several weeks talking about it. We were deeply in love and I didn't want to mess our relationship. She understood she couldn't fill my sexual needs. Despite all of that, I was ready to just jerk off when I ne
This was about 2 years ago. I lived with my bestfriend and her husband for about 5 months. During the last 2 months, i was out with my bestfriend (we’re both drunk) and she said how she wanted to have a threesome with her husband and another female and i said i’d do it. Although a full on threesome never happened, we told her husband about it, and of course he was excited. We kissed and got a bit touchy in front of his wife (my friend) but that’s it. Afterwards, she said that although she’s not ready for a full on threesome yet, but she wouldn’t mind if her husband and i slept together as long a she was not in the house…Boy did we take advantage of that. When she’d leave for work, he would immediately come in my room and take me. He liked my ass the most, so he would mostly fuck me from behind after shoving his dick in my throat. We would always tell her afterwards too just to keep her in the loop. She would sometimes be so turned on by it that she would come home and have sex with h
The sun beat down mercilessly, heating the asphalt so hot that the air above it shimmered and melted. Lera stood on the side of the road, her hand outstretched, her thumb extended, squinting in the blinding light. Next to her, Ksyusha shifted from foot to foot, fanning herself with her straw hat. They'd been stuck on this damned highway leading to the coast for a good hour, and in that time not a single car had passed by, only trucks pelting them with hot dust. "So where's your vaunted hitchhiking?" Ksyusha grumbled, adjusting the strap of her backpack. "You could be lying by the sea, but here we are, like two idiots..." "Be patient, friend," Lera smiled, but her voice also betrayed weariness. "Someone will stop soon. You'll see." And, as if hearing her words, an old, dusty pickup truck appeared in the distance. It was driving slowly, as if its owner were scanning the side of the road for something. The car drew level with the girls and st